Chapter 1875： Evergreen

After a while, Jianbei withdrew the invisible coercion.

The three elders were relieved immediately and all heaved a sigh of relief.

After the accident just now, the anger of the three of them disappeared, and there was a deep awe and doubt in their hearts.

After looking at each other, Nie Tianchen got up first and walked towards the discussion hall with the two elders.

Just north of the dojo, there is an ancient palace made of bronze covering an area of ​​thousands of feet.

The roof of the palace was covered with golden glazed tiles, which used to be golden, but now it is gray and dim.

This ancient bronze palace is the most imposing palace on Tianzhu Mountain, named Tianzhu Palace.

More than a thousand years ago, the main hall was the place where the sect was discussed, and the backyard was the palace of the ancestor Sword God.

Today's Tianzhu Palace has long lost its sacred majesty.

The steps and stone pillars in front of the main hall are also covered with mottled patterns.

When the three elders entered the hall, they saw Taoist Huanglong and Zhibai Shouhe standing in the middle of the hall, in a respectful posture.

The fourth elder Feng Ping and the fifth elder Lang Jing stood in the corner of the main hall, quietly observing.

Ji Tianxing stood in the first place, silently looking at the high platform, the bronze throne and the stone wall.

On the high platform with a radius of ten feet, that broad throne made of bronze has not been seated for more than a thousand years.

That is the exclusive throne of the sword god.

Since he left, the Taoist Huanglong has not sat.

On weekdays, Taoist Huanglong only dared to sit on the left and head up.

In his mind, Master Sword God is always supreme.

At this time, Ji Tianxing returned to the old place, standing in front of the bronze throne, looking up at the stone wall behind the throne, and feeling filled with emotion.

There is a picture carved on the stone wall with two lines of big characters on iron painting and silver hook.

In the picture is a young man, isolated on the top of the cloud, with his left hand pointing towards the sky and the right hand holding a sword pointing to the ground. His style is outstanding, sacred and majestic.

Although this mural is not too clear, it can still be seen that this young man who is like a **** is quite similar to him.

He reached out his hand to stroke the bronze throne, paced slowly, and walked around the throne.

On the right side of the throne, there is a stone platform made of bronze with a dark blue rattan on it.

Even after a thousand years, the three-foot-long rattan still contains majestic vitality, the skin is still fresh, and there are even faint signs of budding.

This cane is not an extraordinary thing. It is an old cane he picked in the Changshenghai and named it the longevity cane.

More than a thousand years ago, when he taught his disciples, he never used the Heaven Burial Sword, but instead used the eternal vine instead of the holy sword to demonstrate the profound meaning of swordsmanship.

In addition, the longevity vine has another effect, that is... to punish the disciple.

He will punish anyone who violates the rules of the door or is punished for other reasons with the everlasting vine.

The longevity vine was drawn on the body, pained into the bone marrow, which was memorable, but it did not leave a scar.

The power of longevity contained in it can heal thousands of wounds and pains.

Not only the Taoist Huanglong has been beaten by the Everlasting Vine, but also the White Dragon God and Xie Wudao.

Ji Tianxing stretched out his hand to pick up the vine and rubbed it with his palm.

The longevity vine is also spiritual, and when he senses his breath, it turns out to be a dazzling blue light.

In just a few breaths, two tiny shoots appeared on the dark green surface of the cane!

Seeing this scene, Taoist Huanglong was even more excited, with bright light surging in his eyes.

Nie Tianchen and the two elders also saw this magical scene, their expressions changed drastically, and they started talking secretly.

"He... he actually picked up the vines and let the vines germinate!"

"Oh my god! We are not dazzled, right?"

"This is definitely a miracle! For more than a thousand years, no one can afford that sacred vine except Daxian!"

"It's really the master's spirit!"

The three of them were shocked in their hearts, but did not dare to make a sound, and quietly walked to stand beside Taoist Huanglong, staring at Ji Tianxing with scorching eyes.

After a long time, Ji Tianxing ended his memories and put the everlasting vine back on the bronze lampstand.

He put on his generous white robe and sat on the bronze throne with a calm expression.

At that moment, the gray and dim bronze throne suddenly lit up with a hazy blue light.

The hall, which was originally dimly lit, became as bright as day.

What is even more amazing is that on the walls around the hall, there are hundreds of ancient lamps that have been extinguished for thousands of years, and the flames are rekindled.

Tens of thousands of light spots lit up on the dome of the main hall.

That is more than 90,000 gems, all of them shining with white light, converging into a huge star map, like the stars in the sky!

The bright starlight shone down, illuminating the whole hall, making it dreamlike.

Everyone also seemed to be in the starry sky, with the sun, moon and stars within reach!

Daoist Huanglong and Zhibai Shouhei both showed expressions of amazement, and their eyes were full of excitement and worship.

The three elders were also stunned, looking up at the vast star map, filled with shock.

Ji Tianxing's reaction was the calmest, he even glanced at the star map, and then withdrew his gaze.

After all, the Zhoutian star map was arranged by him himself.

He knew the structure of the array, the order and location of more than ninety-nine thousand gems.

At this moment, he was sitting on the bronze throne, bathed in bright starlight, and his whole body exuded a faint radiance, really like a god.

Taoist Huanglong knelt on the ground immediately, saluted respectfully, and solemnly shouted: "Respectfully welcome Master to return to Tianzhu Mountain!!"

Zhibai and Shouhei were taken aback for a moment, and they knelt down quickly, and shouted respectfully, "Welcome to Master's return!!"

The three elders were immediately embarrassed, their complex expressions stuck in place, a little at a loss.

Taoist Huanglong had already bowed down and bowed, and if the three of them did not kneel, it would be really rude.

But they were still observing Ji Tianxing, not sure that he was the sword god, and it was even harder to accept this incredible result.

Asking them to kneel to a young man in their twenties and shout respectfully to Master... It is too difficult.

Just as the three of them hesitated, Taoist Huang Long turned his head, glared at them with majesty in his eyes, and shouted in a low voice, "Rebel, don't hesitate to kneel down!"

The second elder and the third elder trembled their hearts, biting their heads and kneeling to bow.

Only the Great Elder Nie Tianchen did not kneel.

He hesitated for a while before he plucked up the courage to make up his mind, looked at Ji Tianxing solemnly, and asked, "Master Ji, please forgive me for being unbelievable and unable to accept this result.

As we all know, , the ancestor of this door, the sword god, died thousands of years ago.

Now, after a thousand years, you suddenly appear...

Even if your appearance is somewhat similar to the Patriarch, you can't be the Patriarch.

Please also give a reasonable explanation! "

The second elders, the third elders, Feng Ping and Langjing all share the same idea, and they still feel dreamy.

Hearing Nie Tianchen's questioning, all four of them quickly agreed.

"Yes! I hope Young Master Ji can explain clearly!"

"This kind of mysterious thing only exists in myths and legends, how can it be taken seriously?"

"If you are really the ancestor of this school, we are willing to be punished, but if you are a fake..."

Today is over.

(End of this chapter)