Chaotic Sword God

However, the matter did not end with this. Ever since Jian Chen's identity was exposed, Han Xin has also been greatly implicated, making his status in the Temple of Light worsening day by day. The god king, seeing him now is like seeing a plague god, as far away as possible.

Occasionally, some Guangming God Kings who had a feud with Han Xin came directly to Feiyun Peak to provoke and ridicule Han Xin, and they were not polite to Han Xin.

Because in the eyes of many people, Han Xin is now a sinner of the Guangming Temple, taking in people of the Wuhun lineage is a capital offense in the Guangming Temple, even if Han Xin is unaware of Jian Chen's identity, but Equally guilty.

It's just that the Lord of the Temple of Light has not interrogated Han Xin for a long time, which has allowed Han Xin to maintain his status as the master of Feiyun Peak until now.

But in everyone's eyes, the day of interrogating Han Xin is not far away.

At this time, a powerful divine sense swept over, sending a message to all the God Kings of Light in the area where Han Xin was.

Han Xin's eyes lit up slightly, but soon dimmed, and he murmured: "The Guardian Sword? What does this have to do with me?" Han Xin immediately lost interest. He had self-knowledge and knew that he could not get the Guardian Saint. Sword of Approval.

But he hesitated for a while, and said, "Bai Yu, come and meet me as a teacher!"

Not long after, Guangming Shengli, the driver of white jade in white clothes, flew to the top of the mountain, stood behind Han Xin, and saluted: "The disciple has met the teacher."

The current Baiyu is still so beautiful, wrapped in a white robe, which perfectly outlines her exquisite and graceful body, her long black hair flutters wildly in the hunting wind on the top of the mountain, making her figure look like a Very elegant.

The only fly in the ointment is that there is always a slight worry lingering in her expression, which makes her look a lot haggard than before.

These years, because of Jian Chen's incident, Feiyunfeng's status in the Guangming Temple has been declining, and even Bai Yu has been affected and implicated. Therefore, her life these years has been very difficult.

She was the only one of Feiyun Peak's three major disciples back then.

"Bai Yu, my master just received a message from the elders that nine guardian swords appeared in the Holy Light Pagoda. Whoever can get the guardian sword will be included in the list of top powerhouses. You can try it." Han Xin said .

"Teacher, this student's aptitude is dull. I'm afraid he is not qualified to obtain the Holy Guardian Sword." Bai Yu said calmly without the slightest expression of joy.

"Baiyu, don't underestimate yourself. There are not many people who can become holy war celestial masters in the two-color Yuandan, which is rare in our Guangming Temple." Han Dao said.

Hearing this, Bai Yu sighed softly, her eyes darkened for a while, only she knew in her heart that her talent was not so outstanding, and the reason why she became a jihad celestial master in the realm of two-color Yuandan was probably all due to herself The credit of the second senior brother.

Because she comprehended the law of jihad by the side of the second senior brother, and became a holy celestial master gloriously, but since she left the second senior brother, there was no second senior brother to preach for him, and her progress over the years has been minimal.

It can even be described as nothing.

"Go, you are the pride of my Feiyun Peak. If you can get a guardian holy sword, then our status in Feiyun Peak will rise from now on, and we don't have to worry about being provoked anymore." Han Xin encouraged.

"Yes, teacher." Looking at Han Xin's haggard face, Bai Yu couldn't bear to let the teacher down, so he had to agree.

As for the nine guardian holy swords, she didn't even think about it, because she knew it was impossible.

The Donglin family is also one of the top forces in the barren state, but it is indeed the weakest top force in the barren state.

Because Donglin Ce, the ancestor of the Donglin family, is a strong man who has just broken through the Taishi Realm, and is currently in the Taishi Realm First Layer.

But even so, the Donglin family still has a certain right to speak in the barren state.

At this moment, within the Donglin family, Donglin Yanxue was sitting in a gazebo in the garden, with a guqin placed on the stone table in front of her, playing the qin music.

Back then, after Jian Chen's identity was exposed, Donglin Yanxue was brought back to the family by Donglin Patriarch Donglin Ce, and she never went to the Temple of Light again.

Since there was no formal trial, and the Lord of the Temple of Light did not officially order her to be stripped of her Son status, she is still the Son of the Temple of Light.

This time, a middle-aged man came over, looking softly at Donglin Yanxue, and said, "Yanxue, your master just sent me a message saying that there was a great fortune-telling event in the Temple of Light." , let you go to the Temple of Light as soon as possible."

This middle-aged man is Donglin Yanxue's father, and the current head of the Donglin family, Donglinxiong.

Donglin Yanxue stopped playing, with a bit of doubt on her brows, she said: "Father? Father, what's going on."

"As a father, I don't know the specifics. But your master will never harm you. Go ahead. With the family behind you, the Temple of Light will not embarrass you." Lin Xiong said.

Hearing this, Donglin Yanxue got up, put away the guqin and walked out of the pavilion slowly, when she passed by Dong Linxiong, she paused slightly, hesitated a little, and said: "Father, my daughter insisted on going her own way and helped Jian Chen escape. As a result, I offended the Temple of Light, so the family didn't blame me at all?"

Dong Linxiong chuckled, and said: "It's the meaning of the ancestor to protect you. The ancestor is not like those people who are short-sighted. His old man has already seen that Jian Chen is definitely not someone in the pool. This kind of person can only be friends with him." , cannot be offended. Therefore, you helped Jian Chen escape, not only did the ancestor not blame you, but he even praised you more than once."

"Because you have already shown kindness to Jian Chen, if Jian Chen succeeds in the future, he will definitely repay you twice."

In the Temple of Light, in the temple standing above the clouds, outside the Tower of Light, many Saint Masters of Light have already gathered.

These holy masters of light have different levels of cultivation, but without exception, all of them are jihad celestial masters who have comprehended the laws of jihad.

At this moment, they were all excitedly staring at the Holy Light Pagoda in front of them, observing it seriously.

"Hey, isn't this the white jade from Feiyun Peak? How dare you come here?" At this moment, a voice full of surprise and ridicule suddenly came.

I saw a young man pointing at Bai Yu with a sneer on his face.

Bai Yu stood in the crowd, gritted his teeth silently, remained silent, and showed a stubborn look in his eyes.

In these years, she has heard similar voices countless times. She has cried, grieved, hurt, and despaired, and she has long been used to it.

"What? Bai Yu, you also want to get the guardian holy sword to recognize the master? Are you sure you have this ability?"

"Baiyu, you are related to people from the Wuhun lineage, do you think Lord Qi Ling will let you inherit the guardian sword?"

"Hahaha, Bai Yu, you still have the guts to enter the Holy Light Pagoda. Jian Chen, who is of the same line of martial soul, stole the supreme inheritance of our Guangming Temple under the nose of Mr. Qi Ling, and you and Jian Chen It doesn't matter, you said that after you entered the Holy Light Pagoda, will Mr. Qi Ling kill you in a fit of anger?"

"Hey, it makes a lot of sense to say that. Everyone, tell me that after Bai Yu entered the Holy Light Pagoda, he was really killed by Lord Qi Ling, right?"

All around, many jihad masters sneered.

As for Bai Yu, her face had turned pale, she clenched her hands into fists, and silently endured the cynicism from all around without saying a word.