The altar of the Sword Sect.

The old man Zuling left, but he had no regrets anymore.

Just because he is worried, you can leave with confidence.

The gray sky filled with sadness.

The sky is crying.

The hazy drizzle washed away the defeated sword-Zhenjian Sect, and everything returned to life. This was the last blessing of the ancestor spirit.

"Boss, look at me!"

Below, Wudi pointed to the plants all over the mountains and fields excitedly, and was slowly blooming and bearing fruit. Everything was waiting for new things to welcome its new sword ancestor.

Luo Feng held a leaf falling from the top of the mountain in his hand, and the corner of his mouth raised slightly.

Suddenly, his eyes were firm, he no longer confused, and he looked into the distance.

I only saw the hazy mountain range, and the old and small voids of Zhenjian Sect came from the void.

The leader of the Seventh Sword Elder saw Luo Feng from a distance, and was shocked and immediately angry.

"Boy! You still dare to come here, you need to be rampant, look at the sword!"

"Are you so kind to the new Sword Ancestor?" Luo Feng said lightly, his voice stirring in the world.

The seven elders paused.

The seventh elder's pupils shrank slightly and he said coldly, "What did you say? Repeat the sentence you just said!"

Luo Feng was calm and his tone was sonorous and powerful.

"Senior Ancestral Spirit has already worshipped me as his teacher. I am the highest-ranking sect in the Sword Sect now. Why don't you kneel down?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the children of the Zhenjian Sect looked at each other and were silent.

"Give up!" The sixth sword, the fat elder opened his eyes wide open, "Xiao Xiao mouse, you dare to defile..."

Just as everyone was indignant, Luo Feng waved his hand and a green light rushed into the sky. A long sword was filled with strange phenomena, flowing between heaven and earth.

When everyone saw the blue sword, they were so scared that they retreated repeatedly.

"The Sword Ancestor Seal, that is the Sword Ancestor Seal!"

Countless children of the Sword-Secting Sect landed in the square and knelt down one after another.

The Seven Sword Elders were also scared and sweated in a cold sweat, and they all landed and bowed to apologize.

"What's going on?" The Seventh Sword Elder frowned. He wondered why the Sword Ancestor wanted to give the name of the Sword Ancestor that had never been set for tens of millions of years to a boy?

Is it true that the Zhenjian Sect is really in a down-and-out situation now that it wants to entrust its hopes for the future to a young man?

And it was the murderer who killed his disciples.

"I don't accept it!" The Seventh Sword Elder clenched his fists.

"Old Qi," at this time, the older elder stood up with his beard and sighed, "Since the sword ancestor has finally settled, it may not be a good thing for our sword-keeping sect. I believe in the ancestor spirit.

There must be a reason why the master did this.”

Even the sixth fat elder who had just scolded Luo Feng slapped his stomach and smiled silly, "Old Qi, let's live, besides the old sword ancestor, the ancestral spirit master has the highest status, and he recognized this child.

Being our sword ancestor means that he has something that the ancestor spirit master values.”

After the words came out, the Seventh Sword Elder, and the other six swords knelt down one after another with less than two thousand disciples under their name, "Greetings to the Sword Ancestor!"

The sound is like a rainbow, resounding through the sky.

"Seventh Elder, where are you?" Luo Feng's eyes were like lightning, neither humble nor arrogant.

The Seventh Sword Elder's body trembled, and he felt quite dissatisfied, but he knelt down and said coldly, "Go to the Sword Ancestor, and from now on, the Sword Sect will be fully handed over to you to take care of, but I am ugly in front of you.

One day, I found that you do not have this qualification. I was the first to stand up for the sect and should kill you!"

Luo Feng snorted coldly, then fell from the altar, went down from the stone stairs, and came to the Seventh Elder, "Since I am your sword ancestor, it's time for me to speak now."

"Seventh Elder," Luo Feng untied the star insect and unfolded it, revealing his serious face.

The seventh elder bowed, "What are the instructions?"

"Your disciples are savage and cruel. Just because they like my things, they will silence me while I am weak. Do you think they deserve to die?"

"According to the ancestral teachings of the true and false sects, if one is not upright, one should be killed."

"Then you, as a master, have no rules in discipline, do not ask about right and wrong, and have to destroy me afterwards, but have no apology at all. What should I do?"

Elder Seventh Sword's face changed, and he was like a deflated ball.

"You should disperse your cultivation and set an example."

As soon as these words were spoken, the other six sword elders were pale.

The First Sword Elder hurriedly said, "Sword Ancestor, Lao Qi is for the sake of the entire Sword Sect. If you are the one from Emperor Bai Chen, it will be a disaster for the Sword Sect!"

"Yes, Sword Ancestor, Lao Qi's love is understandable. He is definitely loyal to the Sword Sect, and he is also the most talented among our seven brothers. If it weren't for love, how could he dare to make such a decision?

?”

"Rules are rules. Seventh Elder, if you really think about the Sword Sect, do you know what to do now, right?"

"Okay," the seventh elder looked up, his eyes firm, and he suddenly stood up, "I will disperse my cultivation to serve as a warning to others. Listen to the disciples below!"

"Master!" More than a hundred disciples under the Seventh Sword Sect started to cry, "Master, you cannot disperse your cultivation. I... let's take your place, Sword Ancestor, let's take the punishment on behalf of your master."

"Isn't you going to do it?" Luo Feng said coldly.

"Do it," the long sword sang and soared into the sky, reaching his spiritual consciousness from top to bottom.

"Master, don't!"

Countless disciples soared into the sky to block the sword.

But how could their strength block the Seventh Elder's ruling sword?

The sword fell and countless disciples were washed away.

In an instant, the sword energy swept across and fell between the eyebrows of the Seventh Sword Elder who had his eyes closed.

But at this moment, the long sword was controlled by some invisible force.

"This..." Everyone looked at the sound and saw Luo Feng using his mental power to control the flying sword.

Seeing that the spiritual consciousness had not been destroyed for a long time, the seventh elder opened his eyes in confusion.

Luo Feng said, "Are you really afraid?"

"The disciple's fault is that I, as a master, have nothing to do with discipline, so I should be punished."

Luo Feng suddenly smiled, "You should be punished, but I also know that there are many apprentices and people's hearts are unpredictable, so sometimes they will misunderstand it."

"Now the Sword Sect is in chaos. If the Seventh Sword Elder abandons his cultivation, I will seem ignorant."

"That sword ancestor, you mean..." The fat elder of the sixth sword smiled and said.

"When my sword-sect sect makes a comeback and reappears the power of the East Wilderness. You can destroy your cultivation again. It is useless to keep you now."

The Seventh Sword Elder was stunned, and he knelt down deeply, "Thank you, Sword Ancestor."

"Thank you, Sword Ancestor!" The disciples knelt down and thanked them one after another.

"Let's talk," Luo Feng said, and then headed towards the sword-town hall.

Elder Seven Swords entered the game, waiting outside the disciples...

Luo Feng then said, "Since I have taken the position of this sword ancestor, I have the obligation to recreate it's glory back then."

"Why is the Sword Sect defeated so far now?"

The elder sighed, "It's not that my sword-sect sect is not as good as other sects, it's just..."

"Just what?"

"It's just that the old sword ancestor suddenly disappeared. The territory of my sword-town sect was exploited by other forces. Now even if he has a good talent under his name, he..."

The fat elder continued, "But now that Zhenjian Sect is short of money and lacks resources, it is difficult to truly cultivate excellent disciples."

"Yes," the Seventh Sword Elder shook his head, "So, in the long run, even a talented swordsman will no longer pass the gate of my sword-sect gate. We have gone more than our former mortal enemy, the Immortal Sword Flying Gate.

.”

"Sure enough," Luo Feng frowned, "Is the lack of resources the reason why the Zhenjian Sect is now lonely?"

The Great Elder said, "Sword Ancestor, we have worked hard, but there is no way. It is not easy for us to keep this little place now. Moreover, people from the Immortal Sword Feimen have frequently appeared here recently, wanting to intimidate all these disciples away.

.”

"There are less than 2,000 disciples who are still here, and they are all struggling to support themselves and have suffered all the humiliation."

Luo Feng snorted coldly, "Is the Feijian Immortal Sect very strong?"

"It must be one of the top sects, of course..." The elder smiled, "This is incomparable to Emperor Bai Chen, the Lord of the East Wilderness."

The fat elder nodded and said, "But the Sword Ancestor knows Emperor Bai Chen, I believe that in the future..."
To be continued...