Several elders were puzzled and did not understand why the white haired Taoist reacted so fiercely.

The sword tablet in the middle of the Taoist temple is the holy sword totem of Tianzhu Mountain, which means very sacred.

It was rude of that strange young man in white to shout under the sword!

Even if several elders have seen, Zhibai and shouhei are following the youth in white robe.

As you can guess, the young man in white robe may be the descendant of sword God.

But in people's eyes, since the sword God is the descendant, we should be more in awe of the sword God and the holy sword.

However, the white haired Taoist is the leader of Tianzhu Mountain.

Even he didn't get angry, let alone scolded the white robed youth, but showed the intention of protecting.

This makes people even more puzzled. How could the immortal Huanglong react like this?

Just as several elders were in doubt, the white haired Taoist quickly rushed to the middle of the Taoist temple.

His expression was complex, full of expectation and some uneasiness. His eyes were fixed on the white robe figure.

After a short period of ten minutes, people came to the sword stele which was thousands of feet high.

Zhibai and shouhei went back to God and quickly saluted them.

"See the immortal and the elders!"

They bowed respectfully and then stood aside, waiting for orders.

Ji Tianxing's mood gradually calmed down and turned to look at the white haired Taoist and several elders.

When he and the white haired Taoist looked at each other, their pupils shrank, and a flash of brilliance flashed in their eyes.

Especially the white haired Taoist, his body was shocked, his eyes widened, and his heart let out a low roar.

"It's him! He is indeed! Absolutely the master!

That look, that momentum, that look Absolutely as like as two peas! "

Several elders were later worshipped to Tianzhu Mountain, but did not see the sword God.

However, the white haired Taoist is the bodyguard and senior disciple of the sword God. He is very familiar with everything about the sword God.

Even after thousands of years, he can clearly remember the sword God's eyes and breath, every move.

At this moment, the white haired Taoist priest's old eyes, gushed out burning old tears.

He could no longer contain the excitement and bitterness in his heart, and bowed to Ji Tianxing.

"Yellow dragon, the unworthy man, see your master!"

Since the sword God left Tianzhu Mountain, Huanglong has been missing his master for more than 1000 years.

In particular, after the news of the fall of the sword God spread, Huanglong was more grieved.

However, he kept in mind his master's instruction and shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding Tianzhu Mountain. No matter how sad he was, he always adhered to it.

No one knows how hard and bitter he has suffered over the past thousand years.

No one knows how much the news of the fall of the sword God caused to him.

Now suddenly see the master reborn, and appear in front of you, this is no different from the reversal of heaven and earth, time back.

His missing for a thousand years, and let his mind go on.

The first time he went back to the temple of heaven five hundred years ago.

Therefore, under the agitation of his mood, he would perform the disciple ceremony in public.

His deep worship contains too many feelings.

Except for himself, only Ji Tianxing can understand.

Zhibai and shouhei looked silly on the spot, staring at the Taoist Huanglong with astonishment in their eyes.

The five elders were also stunned, staring at the Taoist priest Huanglong with astonishment.

"Immortal! What are you doing? "

"Daxian, get up quickly. You've got the wrong person!"

"It's a sword

Several elders began to remind Taoist Huanglong. Even two elders reached out to help him up.

But Taoist Huanglong is a martial saint. He is motionless and keeps bowing. Who can lift him up?

Ji Tianxing also looked at him with complicated eyes, looking at his old white Taoist robe, white hair all over his head and waist, and his old face, his heart was quite heavy and emotional.

After a moment's silence, he took a deep breath, suppressed his complex emotions, and said with a smile: "Huanglong, I haven't seen you for a thousand years. How are you doing with your sword cultivation?

You won't slack off again if you don't personally instruct me? "

Ji Tianxing's voice is gentle and quiet, but he has a sense of pressure.

As soon as the Taoist priest Huanglong heard this very familiar voice, his body suddenly trembled. He couldn't help but burst into tears.

1500 years ago, when he followed the sword God, he often had to wait a long time to see the sword God.

Every time I see the sword God, the sword God will ask him about his cultivation.

Especially in the last 20 years, the sword God asked him about the progress of the cultivation of Yujian Heart Sutra.

However, Yujian Xinjing is extremely advanced in kendo, and his cultivation progress is very slow.When he visited the sword God, he was frightened, afraid of being scolded by the sword God and even more afraid of letting the sword God down.

Since the sword God left, he thought he would never hear this sentence in his life.

However, he did not expect that after thousands of years, he heard that familiar sentence again today, and it was true.

He lifted his sleeve to wipe away the tears on his old face, and his voice trembled and said, "dear master, I have already understood the first seven layers of Yujian Heart Sutra, and now I have reached the eighth level!"

Ji Tianxing showed a little relieved smile and nodded: "good! The seventh level is the biggest threshold. As soon as you enter the eighth layer, you can hide the sword void. The sword can travel thousands of miles... "

The old and the young had a real conversation like a master and an apprentice.

The five elders and Zhibai and shouhei had already seen their faces at a loss, all speechless.

The expressions and eyes of the people were very strange.

But no one dared to speak and interrupt the strange scene.

Several elders looked at each other, shaking their heads in succession, and began to talk with grief.

"Well The poor immortal missed Shizu so much that he took him for his Shizu! "

"Crazy! All crazy! The immortal is old and stupid, and even the boy is going crazy

"We can't let them go on like this any more. If we let our disciples see it, what's the standard?"

"Yes! Daxian is the only remaining martial saint in Tianzhu Mountain, and also our teacher. He must not be insulted and teased like this

"That boy is a descendant of Shizu in vain. He is so rude What a disappointment

Just as several elders discussed in secret, Ji Tianxing had raised his hand and helped the Taoist Huanglong up.

Taoist Huanglong looked up at his face. His old face was full of excitement and respect.

Ji Tianxing looked at him kindly in his eyes and said with a smile: "well, now that you are a thousand year old monster who has become an immortal, how can you lose your manners? Don't let the younger generation see jokes.

No matter what the situation of Tianzhu Mountain is today, since I have come back, we must eliminate the enemy and restore the glory of God! "

Taoist Huanglong nodded his head and said firmly: "Huanglong has known for a long time, and has always believed that such a god like master can never fall down!

You are destined to be the only one in the world.

Even after a thousand years or ten thousand years, you will have the day to return! "

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