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Lu Yun looked at Yang Rong, and laughed: "You and your senior brother Lu are already so tired from fighting with me, how would I still accept disciples? That lady from Mei Mountain, he has a deep relationship with our Mang Shan Sect, and might become your disciple, or even your junior sister! Therefore, Rong'er, you won't be the only one to stand out amongst the sect's female disciples in the future! "

"Disciple of the Martial Uncle Yan? But, isn't Martial Uncle Yan not allowed to accept disciples? " Yang Rong said in a somewhat stunned manner.

Lu Yun laughed and said, "Who told you this, your Martial Uncle Yan doesn't accept disciples. If your Martial Uncle Yan doesn't accept disciples, then wouldn't that mean that your Yun Martial Uncle's ancestral bloodline will lose its inheritance?! Our Mang Shan Sword Sect has been around for thousands of years. Although our past generations have seen many extraordinary swordsmanship cultivators, the number one Sword God under the heavens that has descended from a thousand years ago is actually your Yun Martial Uncle ancestor! "

As Lu Yun said this, he turned to look at Yuan Xingfeng. After the two of them smiled at each other, Yuan Xingfeng looked at Song Yao and the other two then laughed: "If your Martial Uncle Yan really accepts that Mei Mountain as its descendant and takes him as its disciple, it would actually bring great benefits to the three of you as well ? Didn't all of you little fellows always want to enter the Nine Immortal Cave? As long as your Martial Uncle Yan accepts a disciple, the restrictions in the Nine Immortal Cave will be lifted, and you can enter the cave to study the supreme swordsmanship left in there by your Patriarch Yun ? "

After Yuan Xingfeng finished speaking, he only saw Yan Zhaoge returning to the direction of the Nine Immortal Cave, and suddenly a white light spot lit up. In an instant, the light spot transformed into a white light aura, flying like a bolt of lightning towards the Ling Sword Pavilion, and after Yuan Xingfeng saw the white light aura, he turned his head and smiled at Lu Yun: "It's here."

Yuan Xingfeng had just finished saying those words when that ray of white light suddenly appeared in front of everyone. The white light was actually Yan Xilou's sword, and the huge sword that carried Yan Xilou and Tu Lu stopped in front of everyone, and when Yan Xilou and Tu Lu jumped off the sword, Yan Xilou pointed at Yuan Xingfeng and said: "Hey, this is the Mang Shan Sect Yuan Xingfeng that you wanted to see. You can now hand over the letter that your master asked you to bring, to him."

After getting down the sword, Yan Xilou neither bowed nor greeted Yuan Xingfeng, who was a Master. It could be said that he was extremely rude, but Yuan Xingfeng treated him like this, as if he had already gotten used to it. After hearing what Yan Xilou said to Tu Lu, Yuan Xingfeng sized up Tu Lu with interest, and asked with a smile: "Little friend, do you come from Mei Mountain?"

Tu Lu nodded at Yuan Xingfeng, and after looking at the people in front of him, he turned to Yuan Xingfeng and said: "Are you Master Yuan?"

Yuan Xingfeng stroked his beard and nodded: "That's right, I am Yuan Xingfeng."

"Junior Mei Mountain Tu Lu greets Master Yuan!" After Tu Lu cupped his hands in greeting towards Yuan Xingfeng, he reached into his bosom and took out a letter. He handed it over to Yuan Xingfeng respectfully and said, "This is my master's letter, and he asked me to bring this junior over to Master Yuan ?"

Yuan Xingfeng took the letter from Tu Lu's hand and held it in his hands. Feeling that there were only a few thin letters within the envelope, Yuan Xingfeng could not help but look at Tu Lu with suspicion, and asked: "Miss, other than this letter, is there anything else your master wishes for you to bring over?"

Hearing Yuan Xingfeng's words, Tu Lu's face froze for a moment. He then fumbled in his bosom and fished out a small purple sword about the width of a finger and two inches in length, and laughed: "Yuan, are you talking about this?"

Yuan Xingfeng took the purple sword and studied it carefully. Raising his head, he smiled and nodded to Tu Lu: "En, yes, yes, it is indeed this! From the looks of it, lady is undoubtedly the descendant of the Mei Mountain ? "

Yan Xilou squinted his eyes at Yuan Xingfeng, and impatiently interrupted: "I have long confirmed this child's identity, you don't need to say anything! What's more, could it be that there was someone who dared to come to the Mang Shan Sect to impersonate themselves? "Alright, alright. Someone with the surname Yuan, quickly open the letter and see what it says!"

Seeing Yuan Xingfeng's awkward expression from what Yan Xilou had said, Lu Yun coughed lightly and turned to Yan Xilou to say: "Junior Brother Yan, this matter is of great concern. It is only right that Senior Brother Master be a little more cautious ?"

"Huge my ass!" You want to take out a few broken swords from the Sword Burying Tomb? You guys cherish these broken swords, I do not! " said snappily. After he finished speaking, he took a step forward, snatched the letter from Yuan Xingfeng's hands, and said: "Yuan Xingfeng, I've already given you the key to opening the Sword Burying Tomb. This letter does not have much to do with you!"

With that, Yan Xilou tore open the letter, took out the letter, and read it. After reading the contents of the letter, Yan Xilou's originally cynical and playful face became serious, and in the end, his face became gloomy, shocked and incredulous!

Seeing the strange expression on Yan Xilou's face, both Yuan Xingfeng and Yuan Xingfeng could not help but look at Yan Xilou and ask, "Junior Brother Yan, what is written in this letter ??"

Yan Xilou closed the letter in his hand, but did not reply to Yuan Xingfeng's words. After letting out a long sigh of relief, his eyes landed on Tu Lu, and at this moment, Yan Xilou was looking at Tu Lu with a complicated gaze in his eyes. There was excitement, love, intimacy, as well as some confusion and astonishment!

After staring at Tu Lu for a long time, Yan Xilou who had been silent, suddenly let out a loud laugh. Just when everyone was confused and did not know what he was laughing about, Yan Xilou suddenly turned and grabbed Yuan Xingfeng's hand, and dragged the two of them towards Ling Sword Pavilion.

Yuan Xingfeng and Lu Yun were tightly grabbed by Yan Xilou as they walked towards the Ling Jian Pavilion. They were extremely puzzled in their hearts, and after looking at each other, they asked Yan Xilou as they walked: "Junior Brother Yan, what are you doing?"

"?" Yan Xilou looked at Yuan Xingfeng, who was being pulled by him, and did not reply to the two of them. However, his face revealed an uncontrollable joy, as though there was a heavenly happy occasion!