Chapter 262 Flying Sword!

Zhou, the master of Longshan Wumen, was shaking uncontrollably with his hands holding the album.

His mind was in a mess, he didn't know why the name of his own sect appeared on the picture album distributed by the conference, and Zhao Mang, an abandoned disciple of his own sect, came up!

It also marked that this is an officially certified true cultivator with mana cultivation!

What a joke!

A certain Zhou looked confused: How could he not know that the Longshan Wumen has been passed down to this day, and there is still a real cultivator emerging!

He, Zhou Mougui, is the head of the Longshan Wumen, so he knows a few tricks and the so-called secret techniques that he still doesn't know if he is effective or not.

Zhou still remembers his family's inheritance very clearly. The Longshan Wumen lineage is passed down from generation to generation, and the successor is often determined by choosing one of the few talented, intelligent and understanding children who have been trained in advance.

After the successor is selected, the rest of the people collectively call the abandoned disciples true, but they will not pass on any secret methods, but send them home and find their own mothers.

When these children grow up, most of them will forget that there is still such an experience. Even if there are special cases who remember it, they will not go around claiming that they are abandoned disciples of Longshan Wumen, right?

After all, the Longshan Wumen lineage has a long history, but it has always been a small sect, and it has never appeared in the history books. This title has no reputation and no profit, why do you recognize it?

And the title of abandoned apprentice is not pleasant at all!

When Zhou was in a daze, he only felt that he might be framed and take the blame.

His actions had been captured in real time by the investigation team's monitors.

As one of the special guests of this Practitioner Conference, the investigation team really hoped to find out from him the breakthrough of Zhao Mang, an abandoned disciple of the Longshan Wumen.

Therefore, Zhou's performance was quickly studied by a lot of experts.

And quickly came to a preliminary conclusion!

The sect master of Longshan Wumen, after seeing the abandoned disciple, his expression changed obviously... The emotional ups and downs were very obvious, obviously he was shocked by the abandoned disciple!

An investigator even said on the spot that Zhou was clearly harboring serious concerns, and that someone should be sent to have a thorough heart-to-heart talk with him after the conference is over.

It is imperative that he treat Zhao Mang, the abandoned disciple of the Longshan Wumen, from the standpoint of the imperial court.

Zhou put down the album slowly, took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

At this time, he looked at the practitioners around him, and felt that there was some terrible conspiracy going on, and the villains who used his small sect were hiding in this great hall, among those bald monks and amiable Taoist priests!

Zhou has made up his mind that he will not allow the bad guys to get what they want. He intends to just wait and see what happens, no matter how others play tricks, he will stand still and will never be deceived!

After deciding on a plan, Zhou sat up straight, let himself ignore those dangling bald heads and Taoist robes, and entered the state of idlers who didn't hear anything outside the window and only drank the big red robe.

During this period, a new head also came to visit him as a guest, but Zhou directly ignored him, feeling a bit embarrassed.

But dare not attack.

After all, this sect leader can come to participate in the conference, how can he not know the legendary story of Longshan Wumen and the sword fairy gate?

It is inexplicable to act only when the other party is an expert.

And Zhou, after ignoring several people, actually became more and more embarrassed. He wanted to slip away several times, but remembered the order that the big man with a terrifying official position gave him, so he had to continue to grit his teeth and endure.

Fortunately, as he swallowed another big mouthful of tea, Zhou saw the head of a righteous way personally bringing several big men over.

The participants realized that the meeting was about to start, and they all ended their pleasantries and sat down according to their respective positions.

Zhou noticed that there was a specially invited guest seat opposite him with the same layout as his own.

"Is this the seat of Daoist Qingyun of the Sword Immortal Sect?" Zhou remembered the white-clothed boy in the picture album, and glanced at the big man sitting at the top.

The level of these big figures is quite high!

Zhou's heart skipped a beat, and he thought to himself:

"Could it be that in this day and age...the Sword Immortal Sect, which hasn't been born for hundreds of years, really has someone who has become a saint?"

After all, Zhou is the master of the sect, and he has read the classics. After noticing that the specifications were abnormally high and the atmosphere in the venue was very strange, he began to think seriously.

"And my Longshan Wumen is suddenly reused because of the person who claims to be an abandoned disciple of my Longshan Wumen, which made the outside world misunderstand that my Longshan Wumen is also a transcendent sect with successful cultivation?"

Just when Zhou's brain finally figured out the joints.

There was an uproar from the crowd.

Several big figures on the rostrum and the head of Yizhengdao also stood up together.

Zhou was also curious and looked up at the gate of the meeting place.

He saw that at the door, a young man in white came in with a confident smile, and from time to time he waved his hands to the practitioners who were greeting him.

A burst of discussion also quietly spread in the venue.

"Did you see that, this is Qingyun Sword Immortal!"

"Why didn't you see Feijian?"

"It's the art of using the universe in your sleeves and put it away. After all, this young man knows magic."

Some people looked at Xiao Yu's Qingyun Sword Immortal with envy.

However, there were also representatives of the small sect who failed to practice no matter how hard they practiced at home. They squinted their eyes and looked at Xiao Yu, thinking that all the achievements of this young man were deceptive and fake.

He definitely didn't use the Sword Immortal Sect technique, but some kind of cover-up!

Otherwise, he has outstanding talent, and he ate so many white radishes, so he didn't lose his temper!

But it can't be successful!

He muttered in a low voice, but he didn't know that the muttering was overheard by the investigator's equipment without missing a single word.

"It's normal."

Biting the lipstick apple, Detective Jiang, who was hiding in the monitoring room, nodded slightly and said, "Except for a few decent sects we selected, the other small sects have also learned about Mount Tai and the matter of the cloud turning into a dragon in Jiankang City."

"As far as these two deeds are concerned, it's normal for them to be suspicious." Detective Jiang said this, and smiled: "Isn't the Taoist priest of the righteous way now being questioned by many people in the same school? Is it just a coincidence?"

"Besides, if that's not the case, how could they be easily guided by our psychology experts, and prepare to draw out the Qingyun Sword Immortal fighting technique later?"

"This hall is full of monitoring equipment. As long as the Qingyun Sword Immortal casts a spell, there will definitely be changes in the capable people in the hall!"

"At that time, we can find them!"

Detective Jiang said that at this time, a young and energetic Taoist priest stood up and walked to Qingyun Sword Immortal on the screen, and bowed his hands in salute.

Xiao Yu was walking well, when he saw a young Taoist priest who was only a few years older than himself coming out, he said secretly that he finally came, and stopped on purpose.

"Daoist Qingyun, the contemporary leader of the Seven Star Sect in Baoshan, Xialong, Taoist Changzhenzi."

"I heard the deeds of Daoist Qingyun flying with his sword on Mount Tai. I was really fascinated. I wish I could see the Taoist priest soon and ask the Taoist priest to give me some advice."

Having said that, the young Taoist priest took off the long sword he was carrying, and pulled out a fine steel sword.

"It's the seven-star sword handed down from the Seven Star School of Longbaoshan!" An old man was familiar with the classics and immediately guessed the Taoist's sword.

"The Seven Star Sect has also declined. When the old head of Chang Xingzi was still there, there were as many as a hundred disciples. Now...only the eldest grandson of the old head is leading the charge."

"Why did he show up all of a sudden?"

"Looking at this appearance, you can tell that you are doubting the Qingyun Sword Immortal, right?"

"That's right. After all, Qingyun Sword Immortal is too young. To be honest, I, an old bone, don't believe those stories."

While the old man was talking, Xiao Yu's Qingyun Sword Immortal shook his head and said:

"Comrade, I am the eldest disciple of the Sword Immortal Sect, and I don't know the swordsmanship of your sect."

"Besides, I haven't become a teacher yet, so I dare not teach others how to practice."

After Xiao Yu finished speaking, he looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about the suspicious eyes from all around.

Amidst a burst of whispering, under the expression of the young Taoist priest of the Seven Stars faction.

Sitting in the corner of the venue, the deputy leader of the investigation team, who was about to mobilize the chess pieces to add fire, found that Qingyun Sword Immortal sighed softly, and at the same time he took a step forward, his whole person unexpectedly changed drastically!

He glanced out, and even a mature person like the deputy team leader was terrified, and his mind was in a trance.

"Momentum! The momentum of a sword fairy!" The deputy team leader instantly remembered the description of Qingyun Sword Immortal by the participants on the top of Mount Tai.

He couldn't help but put all his attention on the boy in white.

But seeing the young man in white, Sword Immortal Qingyun walked two steps to the front of the venue, cupped his hands at the young Taoist priest of the Seven Star School and then spoke slowly.

The voice was obviously not loud, but the people present could hear it very clearly.

"Come down here to participate in the conference, I was originally entrusted by others, and I will never dare to teach my colleagues."

"I took a look and found out that there is a session of performances from the same sect in this conference. It just so happens that I have gained some experience in Yujian in the past few days."

"I also ask fellow elders to give me some advice!"

With a sound of instruction, it fell.

Xiao Yu waved his sleeves, and secretly used the wizard's hand to reopen the door of the venue!

Boom!

The sound of the big wooden door opening made all the practitioners in the venue gasp.

Zhou also opened his mouth wide.

What did he just see!

The young man in white just waved his sleeves, and he was able to pick up objects from the air and open that thick door!

Wasn't the Qingyun Sword Immortal really a blindfold? Or is the official using high technology to endorse him?

Just when Zhou and many people were thinking about it.

They raised their hearts to their throats at once!

Because when they saw the young Sword Immortal, he finally stretched out his right hand as the rumors said, holding the sword in mid-air and said, "Here comes the sword!"

Then, just like the description on the top of Mount Tai, a flying sword with a green light and the sound of the sword appeared next to the boy in white!

see!

The sword belt has a dazzling green awn, hanging in the air.

While the sword body was constantly trembling, there was even the clear sound of the sword's cry!

At this time, no matter how skeptical the cultivator was, he couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart:

Flying sword!