In the main hall, Bai Wuhen stepped in and stood at the foot of the steps.
Motian leaned on the ink jade throne, his fingers rhythmically moving the dragon-carved armrest. The atmosphere in the entire hall seemed stagnant.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but Motian squinted his eyes and said slowly: "It is not impossible for the two sects to marry, but you must first let me see the sincerity of your Yaoyang Sword Sect."
Bai Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief, took out a jade slip from his sword pouch and presented it with both hands: "This is the betrothal gift. Please take a look at it, senior."
Motian raised his hand, and the jade slip automatically fell into his palm. After a moment, the corner of his mouth curved, and he said meaningfully: "I didn't expect Brother Yin to be so willing to invest. It would be a bit hypocritical for me not to agree."
Bai Wuhen's face lit up with joy: "Senior, do you agree?"
Motian smiled faintly: "You go back and tell Patriarch Yaoyang that as long as he can prepare all the betrothal gifts, I will marry Luo Xin."
"Luo Xin?" Bai Wuhen was stunned for a moment, and then said anxiously: "Senior, didn't you mean Junior Sister Yueying?"
Motian raised his brows: "Did I say that? What? Junior Nephew Bai is unwilling? Or do you think my sect, Supreme Elder Luo Xin, is not worthy of you?"
"That's not what I mean, I mean"
"You don't need to say it. I have clearly told you that the marriage is possible, and it is Luo Xin, the third supreme elder of our sect." Motian interrupted unceremoniously.
Bai Wuhen's face changed, and then a flush rose. Motian's attitude made him feel deeply humiliated. This time he came specifically for Yueying, and he had clearly expressed his love for Yueying, but Motian unexpectedly Regardless of distorting his meaning to his face and changing the marriage partner. This did not take him and Yaoyang Sword Sect seriously at all!
He took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart: "Senior, I will truthfully report what I mean to Master. I will say goodbye."
Motian watched Bai Wuhen's figure disappear at the entrance of the hall, with a sneer on his lips. How could it be so easy to poach the most talented disciple of their Spiritual Desire Sword Sect?
Bright Moon Cave Mansion.
"Senior sister! Senior sister Yue'er! Oh no! Something big happened!" Axiu rushed in from outside like a gust of wind, looking anxious.
Yueying frowned slightly: "Axiu, you are also an elder of the inner sect in the later stage of Jian Gang, why are you still so irritable?"
"No, Senior Sister Yue'er, something really bad has happened!" Axiu's chest rose and fell rapidly, her breath was a little disordered, it seemed that she was indeed walking too fast. She rushed to Yue Ying's side and said eagerly: "Today, the new Sword Originator of the Yaoyang Sword Sect came to the Supreme Elder to propose marriage, saying that he would become a Taoist couple with Senior Sister Yue'er! Now the whole sect has spread the news!"
Yueying frowned, and there was a hint of coldness between her brows. "How would the Great Elder reply?"
"The Great Elder agreed, but the person for the marriage has changed. It's not Senior Sister Yue'er, but Master Luo Xin!"
The two extreme auras of ice and fire burst out from Yueying's body, and the spiritual pressure of the early stage of Sword Origin enveloped the entire cave. She suddenly stood up from the futon: "It's too much to bully others!"
"You wait for me here, don't go anywhere, I'm going to see Master!"
The cave of the Third Supreme Elder of Lingyu Sword Sect.
"Master, we can't bear it any longer! He wanted to get married but pushed Master out! He clearly wanted to use an excuse to weaken our Yujian Sect lineage! Let's just break away from the Lingyu Sword Sect and form our own sect!" Xu Hui was angry He said to Luo Xin.
There was a hint of loneliness in Luo Xin's eyes. She originally thought that by cultivating the sword element, she would be able to safely protect the disciples of the Yujian Sect and grow up in the sword sect. Unexpectedly, she did not escape the fate of being reduced to an exchange of interests in the end, but this time no matter what, she saved her life. If Yueying is eliminated, the sacrifice is worth it. She sighed softly and said faintly: "Hui'er, these are all angry words. When we were desperate at the Yujian Sect, it was the Jianzong who took us in, but we couldn't do such unjust things."
A blue and red sword rainbow rushed into the cave, revealing Yueying's body.
"Master, they were the first to be unjust! In terms of friendship, our disciples of the Yujian Sect have worked hard for them for so many years. Many disciples have even delayed their cultivation because of this, and they have already returned it to them! Moreover, Master and I didn't get any assistance from them when I attacked the sword element. We gathered the sword element with our true ability, and we don't owe them anything."
Yueying's pretty face was frosty. She was really angry. When she was in Zhao State, although Luo Xin was the great elder and her master, he often taught her. In fact, she was no different from her master. She always regarded Luo Xin as her The second master. Motian actually wanted to betroth her master to marry the Yaoyang Sword Sect, which undoubtedly touched her inner instinct. In other things, she could tolerate a little grievance, but this time it would definitely not work. The worst she could do was to become a member of the Spiritual Desire Sword Sect. , they wanted to have two Jian Yuan Realm spirit sword masters from the Sword Sect lineage, and they could not stand up wherever they went.??
"Yue'er, do you think so too?" Luo Xin smiled bitterly. If possible, why wouldn't she want to go out? But the result of doing so will definitely destroy the reputation of their Yujian Sect lineage. Back then, when they were desperate in the Yujian Sect, they threw themselves into the sect to seek refuge. Now that they are prosperous, they just slap their butts and leave. What will outsiders think? I am afraid that even if he escapes, he will be isolated by the entire Ziyunxing Pavilion Spirit Sword Master world.
"You two, don't be impulsive. It's not easy for our Yujian Sect to achieve the current situation in the Lingyu Sword Sect. If we continue to operate slowly, we may not be able to become the main branch of the Sword Sect. Yue'er must learn to be patient. Motian has more than five hundred At the age of 10, his potential has long been exhausted. Whether he can advance to Sword Yuan Perfection in his lifetime is also a question. With Yue'er's talent, he will be able to surpass him in a hundred or two hundred years. Even if he cannot surpass him, his limit will come, and Yue'er can naturally succeed by then. Become the Supreme Elder."
"Master, I don't want to be that great elder, you can't go! I will never let you go!" Yueying's eyes were firm.
"Yue'er" The corners of Luo Xin's eyes were slightly moist, but this matter cannot be based on willpower alone. Motian has the advanced level of Jian Yuan, and his strength is far beyond theirs. Moreover, she believes that Motian will definitely be on guard against them. Once they If any member of the Yujian Sect makes any unusual move, they will be suppressed as soon as possible. Those with higher cultivation levels may have a chance to escape, but those at the grassroots level will not be spared.
"Yue'er, Master understands your heart, but now is not the time to act impulsively. Master injured his foundation when condensing the sword essence, and this life is over. You are different. You still have a lot of room for growth. Maybe in the future Being able to hit that highest level, Master doesn¡¯t want to drag you down because of himself. If you really think about Master, don¡¯t let Master spend his life in regret and self-blame.¡±
"Master" Yueying pressed her lower lip tightly, her body trembling slightly because of the huge grief.
At this moment, a huge amount of spiritual pressure that could be described as vast descended on the entire Spiritual Desire Sword Sect gate. The overwhelming sword intent made every Spirit Sword Master tremble from the bottom of their hearts.