Sword Hall.

Inside the pavilion.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Ye Changsheng, "Friend Ye is indeed a dragon among men, and his strength is beyond our imagination."

"I am old and my potential is limited. I will leave the Sword Hall to you, young friend Ye. You young people have a bright future ahead of you."

Ye Changsheng said: "The Palace Master is in his prime, how can you say he is old? I am used to freedom and don't like the feeling of being bound. I wonder if the Palace Master can understand?"

Ren Pingsheng looked embarrassed, "Young friend Ye, don't be in a hurry to agree to me. Think about it carefully first. Young friend Ye will live in the Sword Palace during this period of time."

"Mr. Kong, take Mr. Ye to the Divine Sword Pavilion to rest. At the same time, all the resources in the Sword Hall are open to Mr. Ye."

"By the way, this Palace Master Order is for Mr. Ye."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand, and a silver token appeared in his palm. "Young friend Ye, may I ask which of the Eight Immortal Ancestors are you a disciple of?"

Ye Changsheng shook his head and said with a smile: "I am not a disciple of Jian Baxian."

Ren Pingsheng was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it? Then where did Ye Xiaoyou's sword order come from?"

Ye Changsheng said: "My master is Jian Xuanzi."

Jian. Jian Xuanzi? Ren Pingsheng and Kong Xuan fell to their knees and looked at Ye Changsheng in awe.

Why are you kneeling here?

Such a great honor? Don't get up, kneel for a while longer, no, get up quickly.

Ren Pingsheng asked: "Friend Ye, is your master really the ancestor of Jian Xuanzi?"

Ye Changsheng said: "Yes!"

In order to make it easier for Ren Pingsheng to accept it, he only mentioned Jian Xuanzi and did not mention the other nine people.

Ren Pingsheng said respectfully, "So, you are of the same generation as the Eight Immortals. How should we address you, then?"

"Isn't it a bit inappropriate to call me ancestor?"

Ye Changsheng smiled and said, "You can call me Junior Uncle-Master from now on."

At this point, he paused, motioning Ren Pingsheng to come forward, "Old Ren, you take the seat of the Palace Master first, I will just serve as a junior uncle."

"If there is any problem you can't solve, you can always come to me."

Ren Pingsheng said: "I will obey Junior Master's orders in everything."

The words fell.

A group of people appeared in the pavilion, and the leader was Qin Jian.

After entering the pavilion, Qin Jian's eyes fell on Ye Changsheng and his party, "Palace Master, this is the meeting room of the Sword Palace. How can outsiders come in?"

Ren Pingsheng's face darkened, "Elder Qin, what do you mean by outsiders? My junior master is here, don't be rude."

Junior Master? Qin Jian was confused, "Palace Master, who is the Junior Master you are talking about?"

Ren Pingsheng's eyes fell on Ye Changsheng, "Uncle Ye is the disciple of our ancestor, so from now on we will call him Junior Uncle."

Qin Jian sneered, "Palace Master, please stop joking, okay? He is the disciple of our ancestor?"

"You believe that? If he said he was a disciple of the Eight Immortals, I might believe him. But if you say you are a disciple of our ancestor, you will be beaten to death if you brag these days."

Ye Changsheng looked at Qin Jian, "You don't believe that I am the disciple of the master of the Sword Hall?"

Qin Jian said: "Do you think I will believe it?"

Ye Changsheng turned and looked at Ren Pingsheng, "He questioned my identity and seemed to have a lot of opinions. In that case, I won't stay any longer."

"Goodbye!"

Ren Pingsheng saw Ye Changsheng getting up and preparing to leave, and he was furious and said, "Old Qin, you are too presumptuous to dare to question the identity of Junior Master. This hall master is not senile yet."

Qin Jian was not panicked at all, and slowly said: "Palace Master, I also want to believe that he is the disciple of the ancestor, but do you have any proof?"

"Just because of a sword order? What if he picked up the sword order and made up a story to deceive us?"

"Palace Master, for the development of the Sword Palace, you must not trust others easily."

Ren Pingsheng knew that Qin Jian would make things difficult for Ye Changsheng, but he didn't expect that he was waiting here. Mainly, there was nothing wrong with what he said.

He believed that Ye Changsheng was the ancestor's disciple, but if he could not produce evidence, the people of Qin Jian's lineage would definitely not believe Ye Changsheng's identity.

At this time.

Ye Changsheng stopped moving forward and turned to face Qin Jian. The next moment, an astonishing scene happened.

A ball of sword light appeared behind Ye Changsheng, and then a figure appeared. It was none other than Jian Xuanzi.

Qin Jian glanced at Jian Xuanzi and said, "Who are you, pretending to be a ghost?"

Jian Xuanzi waved his hand casually, and Qin Jian was blown away, his body shattered, leaving only a remnant soul.

"How could the Sword Hall have something as stupid as yours?"

Ren Pingsheng swallowed his saliva wildly, "First ancestor, the ancestor of Jian Xuanzi."

Jian Xuanzi said: "You are quite perceptive, I will give you a chance to help Changsheng in the future."

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Swish.

He flicked his finger, and a silver light sank into Ren Pingsheng's brow. His eyes flashed and fell on Xing Qinjian, "The Sword Palace can become strong because of unity. You are not suitable for the Sword Palace."

Qin Jian opened his mouth several times to speak, but under the pressure from Jian Xuanzi, he couldn't even open his mouth.

Bang.

The sound of the explosion spread, and Qin Jian's body disappeared and turned into nothingness completely.

"Changsheng, let's go!"

Ye Changsheng's figure turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the pavilion . On the Wanren Immortal Mountain, clouds and mist shrouded it. Ye Changsheng's figure appeared, standing proudly on the top of the mountain, letting the clouds and strong winds pass by.

Ye Changsheng looked bewildered, "Master, didn't you leave?"

Jian Xuanzi said: "How dare you say that? Before we even had time to leave, the Prison Sword Tower recognized you as its master, and then we were trapped in your body."

"I see!" Ye Changsheng said solemnly, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jian Xuanzi said calmly: "You are really surprising. You can actually make the Prison Sword Tower recognize you as your master. We have been in the tower for such a long time, but we have not been able to make the tower recognize us as our master."

"Changsheng, you have many treasures in your body, and one of the four spiritual energies is very powerful, so we decided to stay in the Prison Sword Tower to practice."

Ye Changsheng was stunned for a moment, "Master, you want to practice in the Prison Sword Tower. Are you going to devour my Hongmeng spiritual energy?"

Hongmeng spiritual energy?

Jian Xuanzi murmured to himself, "Why, you don't seem happy."

Ye Changsheng said: "Not really, I am mainly worried that the little Hongmeng spiritual energy is not enough for ten masters."

Jian Xuanzi smiled and said, "Master is just joking, you don't have to take it seriously. However, when we leave this time, your tenth master will leave a trace of his soul in the Prison Sword Tower. When the time comes for a very dangerous moment, you can call on your tenth master for help."

"The Prison Sword Tower recognizes you as its master. Make good use of it. This is an extremely powerful treasure."

"The Sword Hall is in your hands. We are leaving now."

As the words fell, ten figures appeared in the void, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

Ye Changsheng smiled bitterly. He really didn't expect that the Prison Sword Tower would recognize its master and trap his ten masters in the tower.

There was a moment of silence.

His figure flashed, as graceful as a fairy, and rushed towards the Sword Hall Pavilion. When he came to Taichu and his party, Ren Pingsheng hurried forward and said, "Junior Master, I will take you down to rest first. During this period, Junior Master will practice in the Divine Sword Pavilion. After the Sword Hall Competition is over, I will notify Junior Master to go to the Sword Hall Forbidden Land to receive the inheritance."

Ye Changsheng said: "Old Ren, where is the Sword God Temple? Take me there."

Sword God Temple? Ren Pingsheng's face changed, "Little Master, what are you doing going to the Sword God Temple?"

Ye Changsheng said calmly: "I heard that there are eighteen sword cultivators in the Sword God Temple. I am going to fight them. No, I am going to compete with them."

He did not forget the task assigned by the system, which was to challenge the eighteen sword masters of the Sword God Temple.

Ren Pingsheng: "Sparring? Junior Master, those are eighteen Dao Emperor-level sword cultivators, are you serious?"

“Eighteen sword cultivators at the peak of Dao Emperor?” Ye Changsheng said in a deep voice, “Well, I’ll go after I break through!”