Protect Our Patriarch - Chapter 175

[Chapter 42 Bing Lan!]

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at the same time.

Xuanbing Palace.

The whistling cold wind blew through the snow peaks, as if it were eternal, giving this huge palace complex carved out of ice crystals a bit of desolation.

Snowflakes fell from the dense clouds and landed on the eaves of carved tiles that seemed to be made of ice and snow, and instantly became one with the whole building.

From a distance, the sky and the earth are snow-colored, vast and sparse.

Only the robes and robes that flashed between the rolling buildings, faintly revealed a bit of firework.

At the highest core of the building complex, there is a Xuanbing Pavilion.

This is the place where the famous Master Binglan has been in seclusion for a long time. Only core disciples can be summoned occasionally, and accept some guidance here.

Without her summons, even the direct disciples were not allowed to enter without authorization.

today.

This Xuanbing Pavilion seems to be somewhat different.

The strong blizzard that has permeated the surrounding area all the year round seems to have dissipated a lot, and a ray of golden sunlight also penetrated from the thick cloud layer and reflected on the Xuanbing Pavilion, making it shine.

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Outside the main hall of Xuanbing Palace.

In addition to buildings with various uses, the largest area is an ice-crystal-like square.

In this square, several arenas are built.

Among them, the largest and strongest arena can withstand the battles of cultivators in the Heaven and Human Realm without being easily destroyed.

The disciples of the Xuan Bing Temple would come to the arena every day to learn from each other, confirming the progress of Xuanwu’s combat skills and cultivation techniques.

Such a brave and progressive atmosphere is naturally quite different from the peaceful and peaceful Changchun Valley.

They are addicted to cultivation and keen to fight.

Also from this.

The Xuanbingdian lineage is recognized as the most powerful lineage in the Zifu Academy.

Many outstanding young people want to join the line of Xuan Bing Temple, however, Xuan Bing Temple is the most strict in recruiting disciples, and it has always been better to be short than to waste.

Over time, although the number of people in the Xuan Bingdian lineage is small, there are a lot of elites.

It is also because of this that the disciples of the Xuanbing Temple lineage have always been proud of it and attached great importance to their identity.

When looking at other veins and valleys, it is natural to have some more condescending pride.

In front of an ordinary ring.

An excellent disciple in a white suit is admonishing and assessing the new disciples, and asking them to learn from each other.

There are only a few dozen new disciples this year, but all of them are the elites of the younger generation.

Each is a mid-grade aptitude, and awakens a bloodline.

One of the most powerful, the aptitude has reached the middle grade, and is only one step away from the top grade.

Such outstanding disciples must be core disciples in the future, and even have the opportunity to rush to direct disciples.

Although the Xuan Bing Temple mainly focuses on cultivating the “Xuan Bing True Art”, it does not necessarily have to have the Xuan Bing bloodline.

In the first place, the mental methods in the academy are all-encompassing.

Second, as long as the bloodline is not too conflicted with Xuan Bing’s attributes, the power of practicing “Xuan Bing True Art” will also be good.

Even, even if there are conflicting bloodlines, there are other exercises that can be practiced.

I think that when the ancestor of Longyan joined the Xuanbing bloodline, he awakened the Yuanshui bloodline, not the Xuanbing bloodline.

Among this group of new disciples, two are old acquaintances.

A shy young man in a white strong suit was Mrs. Bilian’s brother-in-law, Yuwen Jianye.

The other one looked only sixteen or seventeen years old.

The young man with an unusually tall stature and covered with tendons is Wang Zongsheng, the eighth-generation male of the Wang family.

Because the two were familiar with each other, they naturally stood together.

They don’t have the slightest bit of pride in their hearts.

No way, all the dozens of people here are awakened from the first-level bloodline, and it is not their turn to be proud.

“As long as my disciples of the Mysterious Bingdian lineage are all about being brave and diligent, and striving for the upper reaches.” The outstanding disciple who had reached the spiritual stage sternly reprimanded, “If anyone is lazy and lazy,

It is better to choose Changchun Valley.

do you understand?

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“I understand!”

The new disciples held their heads high and answered loudly.

“Now that I understand, if anyone makes a mistake, I will expel him.” The outstanding disciple reprimanded as usual.

For this at the same time.

Not far away, several young men in white clothes were passing by.

They are all handsome and handsome, with strong breath, like dragons among people.

The one at the head looked like he was only in his twenties.

His face was stern, and there seemed to be an icy aura around him all the time, as if it had melted into one with the ice and snow.

Unpredictable and unpredictable.

When the outstanding disciple saw this group of people, his eyes lit up and he whispered, “It turned out to be Ji Mingyu, Senior Brother Mingyu.”

Then he saluted from a distance and said, “I have seen Senior Brother Ming Yu.”

“Brother Mingyu?”

The new disciples all looked over with curiosity.

Ji Mingyu and his party stopped.

A genial smile appeared on his face: “It turns out to be Junior Brother Kant. It’s hard for you to recruit new disciples this time. You have to do some training first, and later I will lead them to various veins to see and experience.”

“Yes, Senior Brother Ming Yu.” Zhou Kangde responded with a slightly excited salute, “I will make sure to train them well so that they don’t lose your face, Senior Brother Ming Yu.”

After the encouragement, Ji Mingyu and his party left for the time being and walked towards the Xuanbing Palace, walking further and further away.

Zhou Kangde looked at each other all the way, until after Ji Mingyu’s figure disappeared, he turned his head and said proudly: “You all heard it. Give me a good heart, and Senior Brother Mingyu will take you in these two days. Going to see and see everywhere, this is a long-faced thing.”

“Brother Jianye, what is knowledge?” Wang Zongsheng asked in a low voice.

He joined Xuan Bing’s lineage.

It’s not that he understands how powerful this vein is, it’s just because of the words “Ancestor Longyan”.

“It’s just to show off in other veins.” Yuwen Jianye came from an extraordinary background, and there have been many school disciples in the family for thousands of years. He naturally understands this.

“Shut up.” Zhou Kangde angrily scolded, “When the brothers are talking, it’s not your turn to whisper. If you do it again, you will be punished!”

Wang Zongsheng and Yuwen Jianye shuddered and shut up quickly.

Then Zhou Kangde continued to teach the new disciples.

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And at the same time.

Inside the Xuanbing Palace.

Ji Mingyu and his party stopped.

One of the core disciples said: “Junior Brother Mingyu, this time the master invites us to meet. Could it be that Senior Sister Longyan is back?”

“It’s probably about this.” Another core disciple also said, “Sister Longyan has been away from the Academy for 60 years, and I heard that something happened at home at that time. In recent years, Master has said it several times. ”

“If Senior Sister Longyan can go back to the Academy, the strength of my Xuanbing Temple lineage will increase a lot.”

“That’s right, when Senior Sister Longyan was all over the place, I was just a new disciple, but I have gained a lot of knowledge with her.”

The two of you said a word to me, and there was some expectation in their eyes.

Ji Mingyu frowned slightly.

It had been sixty years since Wang Longyan left the Academy, and he, Ji Mingyu, was only in his forties.

“I heard that Senior Sister Longyan was only 60 years old when she was promoted to the middle stage of Lingtai Realm. She didn’t look very strong.” Ji Mingyu’s eyes were slightly disdainful, “And I am only three years short, and five years long, and I will definitely be promoted to the middle stage. ”

The other two older core disciples were stunned for a moment, and both laughed: “Junior Brother Ming Yu was born in the famous sixth-rank family of Ji’s family, so he is naturally stronger than Senior Sister Longyan.”

While a group of people were talking, they passed the guards and went to Xuanbing Pavilion.

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at the same time.

Inside the Xuanbing Pavilion.

A high-end woman in palace dress sat on the main seat.

She wears a white jade crown on her head, the jade color is bright and clear, without a trace of variegation.

However, even against the snow-like white jade, her skin was still as crystal clear as jade, and it was impossible to tell whether the jade color was brighter or the complexion was fairer.

An ice blue palace costume wrapped her exquisite body, setting off her temperament as cold as a snow peak, and as elegant as a snowflake.

The woman in the palace dress is naturally the master of this room, Master Binglan.

On the wall behind her, there was an ice crystal longsword inserted in a scabbard.

That is her sword “Bing Lan”, with ice soul as the bone, condensed from the ice aura of the endless snow-capped mountains, the sword is like a cold, and it exudes endless chills.

Due to the existence of the Binglan Sword, an invisible chilling air pervaded the entire Xuanbing Pavilion.

You can see, if this sword is unsheathed, what a sharp edge it would be.

The ancestor of Longyan was wearing a black ice silk skirt and a veil, sitting at the place where Master Binglan started.

She had icy white hair spread over her shoulders, and she was completely different from that young girl back then. Instead, she had a mature and quiet temperament, and even had some vicissitudes of life.

Back at home, the ancestors of Longyan often dyed black hair.

But on this trip to the academy, Wang Shouzhe warned and instructed the ancestor Longyan to show his white hair, especially when he met Master Binglan, he must not dye his hair.

In fact, with the body, temperament and charm of the ancestor of Longyan, the ice-colored white hair is even more goddess style.

Sitting across from Ancestor Longyan was a handsome, handsome man who looked nothing but a young man.

His demeanor is like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, and his cultivation is unfathomable, all of which show that he is absolutely extraordinary.

This man, Fang You’an, who had talked with Master Binglan before, was one of the direct disciples of Master Binglan.

That icy white hair naturally attracted the attention of Master Binglan.

She stared at the small half stick of incense and asked lightly, “Longyan, what’s the matter with your white hair?”

Ancestor Longyan said in a calm voice, “Report to Master, for about fifty years, this disciple has been fighting against the poison of Yin Sha, and his hair turned white before he knew it.”

Although her tone was calm, the content of her words made Master Binglan and that Fang Youan look at him.

For fifty years, he has been resisting the poison of Yin evil.

The torment and pain involved, but thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

They couldn’t imagine how hard Wang Longyan had been through these years.

Fang You’an’s face did not change, a stern look flashed across his eyes, and then he said calmly: “In the future, if you meet a disciple of the Yin Shazong again, senior brother will kill a few more to relieve your anger.”

His actual age is much older than Ancestor Longyan, which is equivalent to watching her grow up.

If it wasn’t for the rules of the school, he would have already helped.

“Thank you Senior Brother You’an.” Ancestor Longyan’s voice was flat, as if there was no joy or sorrow.

“Humph!” Master Binglan’s eyes were even more murderous, “I, Du Longyan, spent fifty years entangled with the poison of Yin evil, so I had to absorb the poison of Yin evil. Who would dare to do it again? Don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

“Master, I think that although Junior Sister Longyan suffered this catastrophe, she has also sharpened her heart. Instead, she has accumulated more and more potential.” Fang Youan said with relief, “In this way, maybe there is a chance to rush to Zifu. border.”

People are talking.

A young voice suddenly came from outside the Xuanbing Pavilion: “Disciple Ji Mingyu, etc., see the master.”

Master Binglan’s stern expression eased slightly.

“Come in.”

While speaking, Master Binglan said to the ancestor of Longyan, He Yanyue, “Ming Yu is a new core disciple I recruited later, and it is not bad compared to yours.”

Followed.

When Ji Mingyu and others came in, the salute should be salute, and the greeting should be greeted.

Especially that Ji Mingyu, with a personable, courteous appearance, also praised the ancestors of Longyan, each one “senior sister”, calling them quite affectionate.

However, there was a trace of disdain deep in his eyes.

This Wang Longyan is already in his early 100s and 20s, and he can only reach the late stage of the Lingtai realm, and his aptitude is not enough.

And he Ji Mingyu, he thought confidently, at the age of ninety, he can rush to the later stage of the Lingtai realm!

By the age of one hundred and twenty, hehe, he is planning to attack the realm of heaven and man.

The thing he was most worried about was whether Wang Longyan’s return to the gate would affect his future impact on his own disciples.

Although they are all disciples of Master, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com But the direct disciples and the core disciples are far different in terms of identity and the resources they can enjoy.

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“Ming Yu.” After a little familiarity, Master Binglan instructed, “This time, the school’s exchange of traditions has been postponed for a day for the teacher. Tomorrow, you will take the new disciples to various peaks and valleys to see and experience. .”

“It’s Master.”

Ji Mingyu was refreshed, and thought to himself, it seemed that the master still paid more attention to him.

But then, Master Binglan said again: “Longyan, you will go shopping with you tomorrow. You don’t need to take action, just show your face everywhere, say hello to the masters of all peaks and lines, and announce that you, Wang Longyan, will be from now on. Back to the door wall.”

“It’s Master.”

Ancestor Longyan took the lead.

The smile on Ji Mingyu’s face stagnated, and he instantly understood why Master wanted to hold back this tradition for a day. It turned out that he wanted to pave the way for Wang Longyan.

Could it be that the master wants to accept her as a personal biography?

Anger suddenly rose in his heart.

Why?

at this time.

Outside the Xuanbing Hall, in the sky, there was an old man’s hearty laughter: “Is Master Binglan here? I brought new disciples from Changchun, and came to your hall to see and see.” The voice sounded flat, but Nothing could hide the smug look.

What?

Changchun Valley came to our Xuanbing Temple to see and see?

There are only six people in the Xuanbing Pavilion, but all of them look weird at the moment. Is this wrong?

Ancestor Longyan’s eyes were also full of surprise.

I remember that when she was a core disciple in Xuanbing Hall, she always led the team to Changchun Valley to see and see.

Why is it only sixty years old?

The situation is reversed?

Could it be that this Junior Brother Ming Yu is not good enough?

Ancestor Longyan looked at Ji Mingyu with questioning eyes.

Ji Mingyu was naturally shocked. Facing Wang Longyan’s eyes, he felt inexplicably wronged.

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[End of this Chapter]