"Don't worry about him, I can hold it."
With that said, he walked towards the Skyfire Sword Sect.
The two disciples looked at each other, and they didn't seem to believe what they saw.
"It was Master Xuan just now, right?"
"It should not be wrong. After all, Master Xuan has reached the Nascent Soul Stage, and it is impossible to be impersonated."
Who is Xuan Yunzhi in the Skyfire Sword Sect?
The cultivation base entered the Nascent Soul Stage, although she was a woman, she was the strongest of the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect.
Even the head is not her opponent.
The level of respect for him from above and below, even surpasses that of the master.
How many people have sharpened their heads and want to be her disciples.
However, she has never recruited an apprentice since the beginning.
And the temperament is cold and serious, and this year, the head is willing to let go.
And just now, they watched Master Xuan adore the child very much.
Otherwise, how can a person who has always been harsh and just willing to indulge the child directly?
On this day, the rules of the Fire Sword School, from the bottom of the mountain to the Yuan Qing Palace, were also a test for the disciples who were about to earn.
The child lay in Xuan Yunzhi's arms, clutching her skirt, and remained silent.
Xuan Yunzhi held him and flew without a sword, but just walked up step by step.
And when he was halfway through, the honest child who was lying in his arms suddenly felt a strong pressure that almost made him breathless.
Xuan Yunzhi lowered his eyes, watching him pale and closed his eyes without speaking.
Raising his hand to caress his back, a stream of heat entered his body, and although the pressure was still there, it eased a lot.
Suddenly, I heard voices from around
"Why did he get carried on by someone? This is not fair!"
The voice was angry, and it sounded a lot immature, about a year old child.
Si Yunxie opened his eyes and lay on Xuan Yunzhi's shoulders. Only then did he realize that there were many children walking up the road desperately.
Every step they take feels as if the mountain is overwhelming.
Xuan Yunzhi's walking speed has not changed from beginning to end, so that these people are soon left behind.
But those angry, jealous, hot, and envious eyes surrounded from all sides.
He didn't react to this in his heart, and turned his head to look at Xuan Yunzhi.
She found that she didn't say anything, her face was as usual.
He pursed his mouth and said nothing.
In no time they have reached the top.
Standing in front of the gate of Yuanqing Hall.
Only then did Xuan Yunzhi put the person down.
She looked down and looked at him
"I'll go in first, and after a while, when all the children of your age come, you will enter the Yuanqing Hall together. Then you will formally worship me as a teacher. Remember?"
Si Yunxie nodded and agreed.
She smiled and pinched the tender little face, then turned and walked in.
Yuanqing Hall is a very important place for the Heavenly Fire Sword Sect.
Usually come back here when there is a major event called for.
The door of white mutton jade engraved with dragons was pushed open.
She stepped in.
The ground made of cold ice keeps the temperature of Yuanqing Hall low all year round.
There is nothing in the hall of Nuo Da, except for the four sturdy masters who carry Ye Mingzhu.
Looking up the steps, at the highest point, there are three crystal seats.
That is the position of the two elders and the head.
The one on the far left belongs to her.
The head Lin Tianhuo and the other head Yao Jie both arrived early.
The illusion of the water and moon in the front is showing the performance of the disciples who are about to get started climbing up the stairs.