A moment later, the sword tablet recovered its invisible prestige.

The three elders were relieved and relieved.

After the incident just now, their anger dissipated, and they were filled with awe and doubt.

After looking at each other, Nie Tianchen got up first and took the two elders to the conference hall.

In the north of Daochang, there is an ancient bronze palace, which covers an area of thousands of feet.

The top of the palace is covered with golden glazed tiles, which were once shining with gold, but now they are grey and dim.

This ancient bronze hall is the most powerful palace in Tianzhu Mountain, named Tianzhu palace.

More than a thousand years ago, the main hall was the place where the clan discussed affairs, and the backyard was the ancestral palace of the sword God.

Today's Tianzhu palace has long lost its sanctity.

The steps and stone pillars in front of the main hall are also covered with mottled lines of vicissitudes.

When the three elders entered the hall, they saw Taoist Huanglong and Zhibai shouhei standing in the middle of the hall, a respectful gesture.

Four elders Fengping and five elders Langjing, standing in the corner of the hall, quietly observing.

Ji Tianxing stood in the first place, looking at the high platform, bronze throne and stone wall in silence.

The broad bronze throne on the ten Zhang high platform has not been seated for more than a thousand years.

It's the sword God's exclusive throne.

Since he left, Taoist Huanglong has never sat down.

On weekdays, Taoist Huanglong only dares to sit on the top of the left.

In his mind, the master sword God is always supreme.

At this time, Ji Tianxing went back to his old place and stood in front of the bronze throne, looking up at the stone wall behind the throne.

There is a picture carved on the stone wall, two lines of large characters with iron painting and silver hook.

In the painting is a young man, isolated cloud top, left hand pointing to the sky, right hand holding sword pointing to the ground, elegant demeanor, sacred and dignified.

Although the mural is not very clear, it can still be seen that this young man is quite similar to him.

He reached out and stroked the bronze throne, walked slowly around it.

On the right side of the throne, there is a bronze stone platform with a dark blue cane on it.

Even after a thousand years, the three foot long cane still contains great vitality, and the skin is still fresh, and even there are signs of germination.

This rattan is not an ordinary thing. It is an old vine that he picked in Changsheng sea, named Changsheng vine.

More than a thousand years ago, when he taught his disciples, he never used the burial sword. Instead, he used Ivy instead of holy sword to demonstrate the profound meaning of sword technique.

In addition, ivy has another effect, that is Punish the disciples.

Anyone who violates the rules of the gate or is punished for other reasons will be punished with ivy.

The ivy on the body, painful, impressive, but not leaving a scar.

It contains the power of longevity, which can cure thousands of injuries and pains.

Not only the Huanglong Taoist priest has been beaten by the Changsheng vine, but also the White Dragon God King and the chess Saint Xie Wudao.

Ji Tianxing reached out and took the ivy and rubbed it with his palm.

Ivy also has intelligence, sensing his breath, even lit up the dense blue light.

Just a few breaths, on the dark green skin of the cane, two tiny shoots were sent out!

Seeing this scene, Taoist Huanglong was more excited, and his eyes were filled with bright light.

Nie Tianchen and the two elders also saw this magical scene, and suddenly their faces changed dramatically, and they whispered in secret.

"He He even picked up the ivy and let it sprout

"My God! We're not blind, are we? "

"This is absolutely a miracle! For more than a thousand years, no one can afford the sacred vine except the immortal! "

"It's really the master who showed up!"

Shocked in their hearts, they dare not make a sound. They quietly walk to Huanglong Taoist priest and stand still, staring at Ji Tianxing with burning eyes.

After a long time, Ji Tianxing finished his memory and put the Changsheng vine back on the bronze lamp stand.

He put on a wide white robe and sat calmly on the bronze throne.

It's a dark, grey, grey moment.

The hall, which was originally dark, became as bright as day.

What's more, on the walls around the hall, there are hundreds of ancient lamps which have been extinguished for thousands of years, and the flames have been rekindled.

On the dome of the main hall, there are tens of thousands of light spots.

It is more than 90000 gemstones, all of which are bright with dense white light, and converge into a huge star map, just like stars all over the sky!

The bright starlight sprinkles down to illuminate the whole hall, making the hall become like a dream.

People also seem to be in the starry sky, the sun, the moon and the stars are within reach!

Taoist Huanglong and Zhibai shouhei both showed a look of awe and excitement and worship in their eyes.The three elders were also stunned, looking up at the vast star map, filled with shock in their hearts.

Ji Tianxing's reaction was the calmest. He even glanced at the star chart and withdrew his eyes.

After all, the map of the stars was arranged by him.

He knew the structure of the array, the order and position of more than 99000 gemstones.

At this moment, he sat on the bronze throne, bathed in the bright starlight, and exuded a faint divine radiance, which was really like a God.

Huanglong Taoist immediately knelt on the ground, saluted respectfully, and solemnly called out: "welcome master back to Tianzhu Mountain!"

Know white and guard black Leng for a while, also hastily kneel down, the tone respectfully shouts: "welcome the teacher ancestor to return!"

The three elders were immediately embarrassed. They clubbed at the same place with a complex look, and they were at a loss.

Taoist Huanglong has already knelt down to salute. If they don't kneel, it's really rude.

But they are still observing Ji Tianxing, not sure that he is the sword God, and it is more difficult to accept this fantastic result.

Let them kneel down to a young man in his twenties, and respectfully call out to their ancestors It's too hard.

While the three men were hesitating, the Taoist Huanglong turned his head and gave them a majestic look in his eyes. He said in a low voice, "rebel, don't get down on your knees!"

The two elders and the three elders all felt a tremor and knelt down to salute.

Only the elder Nie Tianchen did not kneel.

He hesitated for a moment, then summoned up the courage to make up his mind. Looking at Ji Tianxing solemnly, he asked, "Mr. Ji, please forgive me for being unbelievable and unable to accept the result.

As we all know, the ancestor of our sect, the sword God, fell down thousands of years ago.

Now thousands of years later, you suddenly appear

Even if your appearance is somewhat similar to your ancestor, you can't be our ancestor.

Please give a reasonable explanation! "

The second elder, the third elder, Fengping and Langjing all share the same idea, and they still feel very dreamy.

Hearing Nie Tianchen's query, the four people quickly agreed.

"Yes! I hope Mr. Ji can explain clearly! "

"This mysterious and strange thing only exists in myths and legends. How can it be taken seriously?"

"If you are really our founder, we are willing to be punished, but if you are a fake..."

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