Chapter 1429

"Elder Taishang, disciple Ye Xuanfu asked to see you." Ye Xuanfu stopped far away and said respectfully.

"Come here." The elder still looked up at the sky and said faintly.

Ling Chuxi and Lin Chuxi walked toward the elder. The closer they were, the more unfathomable and profound they felt. It seemed that they had entered a quiet vortex. Although the wind and waves around them were flat, once the whirlpool started to move, they would immediately fall into the land of eternal destruction.

"Elder Taishang, I have something important to tell you this time." Come near, ye Xuanfu said.

"Needless to say, I know all about it." Said the elder, waving his hand gently.

Ling Chuxi was a little stunned, but he immediately responded. Even if he didn't leave home, how could he really know nothing about the outside world?

The elder turned his head and looked at Ling Chuxi. Although he was just a casual glance, Ling Chuxi had a feeling that his eyes pierced his heart, as if everything in his heart were exposed in his eyes, without any hidden.

Ling Chuxi was surprised by her strong power of divine consciousness. Before that, only the night of the dark and the dance of the night had brought her such a feeling.

"Ye Wentian, the 79th generation disciple of xuanjianzong, visited the sword master." Just when Ling Chuxi wanted to keep his mind and spirit by refining God, the supreme elder had already fallen to the ground lightly and prostrated himself toward Ling Chuxi.

This move, let alone Ling Chuxi, even ye Xuanfu beside his body was shocked.

Ling Chuxi had guessed that xuanjianzong had something to do with Cangyuan. He also guessed that what ye Xuanfu had done was Cangyuan sword. However, he never thought that he would make such a great ceremony when he saw himself.

"Please get up, master. Ling Chuxi is the leader of Jindan sect, but he is not a sword master." Ling Chuxi soon came back from his astonishment and said with a side.

Are you kidding? Ye Wentian is master Ye Xuanfu's uncle. It's not difficult to live for three or four hundred years with their accomplishments. The old man is at least six or seven hundred years old. Isn't it a life lost if he kneels down?

"Uncle, are you?" Ye Xuanfu also wakes up and looks at Ye Wentian in doubt.

"Xuanfu, you should know where our disciples of xuanjian sect came from. You should also know what we have been waiting for for thousands of years, right Ye Wen Tian asks Ye Xuanfu's way.

Ye Xuanfu's expression was awe inspiring, and then he looked at Ling Chuxi. There were both surprise and shock in his eyes.

"Ye Xuanfu, the 81st generation disciple of xuanjianzong, is here to meet the sword master." Ye Xuanfu's expression is solemn, also see prostrate in front of Ling Chuxi's body.

"Master ye, what are you doing?" Ling Chuxi's face is bitter. Which one hasn't got up yet? How can this one fall to the ground again? It's a pure heart trying to reduce your life span, right.

"Elder Taishang, Lord Ye, can you get up first and tell me what's going on here?" Ling Chuxi can be sure now that xuanjianzong has no hostility to himself, but he is in a fog.

"Lord sword, please come this way." Ye Wentian sees Ling Chuxi's question and embarrassment and stands up and leads Ling Chuxi back.

Not far away there is a hut, very simple, it is estimated that ye Wentian usually rest.

An ancient pine in front of the door adds a touch of green to the gray Jue Feng.

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