Chapter 28 Wedding Banquet

Just as the practitioners of various sects were about to leave, they were retained by the Royal Sword Sect, and most of them stayed.

The next day, all sects received the posts of Yu Jianzong, a total of three, two happy and one sad. Sadly, the unfortunate death of Ling Feng, the chief suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect. Fortunately, the Royal Sword Sect, in cooperation with the sects, finally killed the Honghuang giant beast out of Nanjian Mountain, and at that time, the Royal Sword Sect will award ten of the best refining materials to the ten most heroic Taoist friends in this battle.

Another thing is the position of the new suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect. Because Ling Feng did not explain before his death, the chief suzerain was replaced by Wang Yifei, the current suzerain of Beijian Mountain. The position of the suzerain of Nanjian Mountain will be replaced by Hao Fan, the chief disciple of Ling Feng.

The seventh day of July is the auspicious day of the zodiac.

Wang Yifei officially took over the whole Royal Sword Sect and moved the main hall to Beijian Mountain. The remaining 12 fairy swords naturally moved to Beijian Mountain. After all, the main hall of Yujianzong, which has remained unchanged for a hundred years, is still moved away from Nanjian Mountain.

Hao Fan, who led most of the worshippers back to Nanjian Mountain, was shocked and angry after receiving the news. He once wanted to argue with Wang Yifei. However, considering Wang Yifei's influence in the Royal Sword Sect, the century-old foundation of the Royal Sword Sect and the master's kindness to him, Hao Fan finally resisted it.

However, cracks have been created. In the past, the limit of the Royal Sword Sect is coming.

At night, Yu Jianzong held a banquet and invited heroes from all walks of life to congratulate Wang Yifei on his accession to the top. He completely left the people in Nanjian Mountain behind him, and Hao Fan's angry face turned green.

"Zixuan, won't you go back to Yijiao with me?" Meng Yu asked Zhang Zixuan with concern before the banquet began.

"No, Aunt Meng." Zhang Zixuan smiled and said, "There are still friends waiting for us in Beijing!"

He thought of Di Zhong and Yang Ziyuan at the foot of the mountain again, and really misses them. I don't know if Di Zhong has continued to practice the Prajna Heart Sutra? Is Ziyuan in a hurry? If they live together, maybe something interesting will happen?

Thinking about it, Zhang Zixuan suddenly laughed, which made Le Tian and Tian Xue a little strange.

"It doesn't matter if you don't go, but don't forget to arrive before August 15." Meng Yu seemed to know Zhang Zixuan's mission to go down the mountain.

Zhang Zixuan wanted to ask her, but found that Meng Yu had already turned his face and started to talk with people from other sects.

"What you know is what you know, and what you don't know is what you don't know." Feng Tiancheng has rarely spoken since he knew that the yellow monkey was called Fengcheng. Now seeing Zhang Zixuan's puzzled face, he couldn't help reminding him.

"Gentlemen! Be quiet." Wang Yifei's face turned red. Although the practitioners can force the wine out, how can the heroes allow him to force him to drink on this happy day?

When the heroes heard Wang Yifei's words, they suddenly calmed down: "From now on, I will be the chief suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect!" If you have any difficulties in the future, just come to me!"

The heroes only took it as a joke when they heard this. Is the Yujian Sect still the original Yujian Sect? The suzerain's new mourning, internal division, sword thirteen has been destroyed, and you still want to help others? Self-guaranty is a problem!

"In the past few days, I thank you for your help!" Wang Yifei said this, reluctantly bowed, and then said, "Today, in addition to my accession to the position of chief suzerain, it is still time to repay everyone!" Here are ten embryos of magic weapons, which will be given to the ten most heroic Taoist friends in Nanjian Mountain!"

Someone under the stage shouted, "So you are the most heroic? You can't decide by yourself!"

"That's natural!" Wang Yifei shook for a moment and was a little weary: "As long as any of you think it's not good and disagree with the ten Taoist friends, how about driving him off the stage?"

"Good!" That's natural!"

Wang Yifei burped wine, then patted the belly full of yellow soup and said, "Okay, then I'll read it!"

Wang Yifei unfolded a light-scented red paper inlaid with several gold characters: Hero Post. This hero post is the highest honor that the Royal Sword Sect can give, which is equivalent to the disguised admission that the recipient is the guest of the Royal Sword Sect. In the future, if the recipient has any difficulties with his descendants, as long as he sticks to this hero post to the Sword Sect, the whole sect will help him.

The biggest difference between the hero post and the guest is that one hangs the name of the imperial swordsman, and the other does not.

"These ten heroes are: Master Pingyi of the Dali Zen Academy, Cheng Yuanbo of Wuxian Mountain, Feng Tiancheng, Meng Yu and Zhang Zixuan of Yijiao, Wei Zhixing and Dai Yuanyuan of Qingqiu Academy, Wan Tianqing and Long Shujian of Tianlong Mountain. Do you have any doubts?"

These nine people, except for Zhang Zixuan, are all famous figures in the world of cultivation and even the whole world of spiritual cultivation. Several young people with smaller backups are also rising stars and hope stars of various schools. As for Zhang Zixuan, are the practitioners who can enter these ten people a general person? What's more, the Royal Sword Sect is the end of the crossbow. Who will offend Yi Jiao for a useless hero post?

However, Zhang Zixuan's reputation immediately resounded throughout the whole world of cultivation. Even if he didn't know that Zhang Zixuan fought alone in Nanjian Mountain, he should know his two "mounts" to scare off the four murderers.

"There are only nine people here! Excuse me, who is the tenth person? Although it doesn't matter, the best refinery materials of the Royal Sword Sect still attract everyone's attention.

"This tenth person..." Wang Yifei staggered off the stage and came to Hao Fan with a surprised face: "It's the suzerain of Ling Fengling!"

As soon as this word came out, it shocked the whole audience.

The discord between Wang Yifei and Ling Feng is well known! At this time, Ling Feng is dead, and Wang Yifei succeeds the position of chief suzerain. He must be afraid that others will mention Ling Feng. Why did he mention it himself?

Hao Fan also has all kinds of flavors in his heart. He has never had a good impression of this uncle. From the battle between the general suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect at the beginning to the battle of the evil king's sword-swraer later, these are Hao Fan's personal experiences. Once upon a time, when Ling Feng talked about Wang Yifei in private, he gritted his teeth and looked like he couldn't eat his meat.

However, what Wang Yifei did today is a great praise for Ling Feng!

"Who can say no to Master Ling's contribution to the Royal Sword Sect for many years?" Wang Yifei said confusedly, "This last hero post is given to Ling Feng. Who dares to say no?"

There was a silence around, and everyone looked at the seat of Nanjian Mountain. The disciples of Nanjian Mountain raised their heads proudly and were grateful to Wang Yifei.

"Our Royal Sword Sect is a sect, a complete sect! Recently, I heard some rumors that our Yujian Sect is divided! Nonsense! This best refinery material is provided by Xijian Mountain! This bullshit conference was held by me in Beijian Mountain! Dongjian Mountain is the founder of the Thirteen Sword Arrays! Nanjian Mountain is the mainstay of our Royal Sword Sect! Who is missing? Yu Jianzong must go better with the efforts of all of us! It is because I want to work hard to govern that I moved the main hall to Beijian Mountain. Wang Yifei patted Hao Fan on the shoulder: "Hao's nephew, do you think it's true or not?"

Hao Fan was impassioned for a moment and stood up and said, "I, Hao Fan, have appointed Uncle Wang as the chief suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect!" Never break your promise!"

"We are willing to support Uncle Wang (Uncle) as the chief suzerain of the Royal Sword Sect! Never break your promise!"

"Good, good!" Wang Yifei said three good words in a row, and he burst into tears.

"What? Is it strange?" Meng Yu looked at Zhang Zixuan and said with a smile, "Don't be surprised, life is like this... Forget it, I still admire Master Ling very much."

"Yes! Aunt Meng, what do you think this is? Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Le Tian took out the strange inner elixir and handed it to Meng Yu.

Meng Yu looked at the black inner elixir, which had a trace of fire inside, and was also a little confused. This was like the mutation of the giant beast caused by the strong magic skill... Who was so boring that he was forced to inject magic power into the Honghuang giant beast? Such a waste of skills is obviously a thankless job.

"Huh? I have also seen the giant beast internal elixir obtained by the Royal Sword Sect. It is completely demonized pure black!" Meng Yu pulled it with her hand, and a pure black inner elixir appeared in her hand: "Where does this come from?"

When Zhang Zixuan heard this, he explained what happened at the foot of the mountain to Mengyu. Even Feng Tiancheng, who had been dying, frowned.