Chapter 77 The Domineering Ling Xuan

"How dare a mere outer disciple bully me like this?" The outer elder responded to Elder Duan. Elder Duan was furious and shook the table in front of him to pieces with a palm.

"If Zhuo Buqun did not participate in the inner sect selection, the senior management would probably not be happy at that time!" The outer sect elder advised, and there was sympathy and compassion in the eyes of Elder Duan. The dignified outer sect leader was forced to this point by an outer sect disciple.

Elder Duan had no choice but to put down his airs, endured the humiliation, and personally came to Zhuo Buqun's residence.

"Elder Duan has a noble status and is here today. I wonder what teachings are there?" Zhuo Buqun spoke coldly.

Elder Duan was so angry that his old face turned red, but he had to suppress his anger and said coldly: "This is the clothing, waist cards and resources that he owed you before. Please accept it. This inner disciple assessment is extremely important to you. Don't delay your own future because of the momentary aura."

"I am really flattered by Elder Duan's future." Zhuo Buqun sneered.

Elder Duan was furious and shouted: "Zhuo Buqun, don't be more frustrated!"

"Always, Elder Duan has been bullying me and even intending to kill me. How dare I get more and more aggressive?"

"What do you want to be willing to participate in the inner disciple assessment?" Elder Duan's lungs were almost pissed, but he had to hold back his anger.

"If Elder Duan asks me, I might agree."

"You" Elder Duan was so angry that he smoked his orifices. He took a deep breath, forcibly controlled his anger, and barely smiled, and said, "I used to have many things that I was sorry for, so don't take it to heart."

Zhuo Buqun said lightly: "Since Elder Duan's attitude is so sincere, I can only let it go. Let it go."

Elder Duan kept the things and quickly left Zhuo Buqun's residence. He was afraid that he would be unable to control himself if he stayed for a while.

After returning to Motie Palace, Elder Duan could no longer hold it in, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fainted.

The top of the sword peak.

Located in the southeast, there is a palace. Although it is not as magnificent as the palace where the elders live, it is extremely exquisite and gorgeous.

The night before the selection of the inner gate of Mojian Peak, a young man came to the hall gate. He was dressed in white, handsome and elegant, and it was Xiao Yang.

"Xiao Yang, the inner sect of the main peak, ask to see Senior Brother Ling Xuan!"

As soon as Xiao Yang's voice fell, a calm voice came from the hall: "Sir Xiao Yang, please come in!"

Xiao Yang pushed the door open and entered.

In the hall, a slender young man stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes were deep, calm, and his expression was calm, as if the mountain collapsed in front of him, and he would not move.

This young man is the first person in Mojian Peak, the genius of Xingluomen weapon refining, Ling Xuan!

"Junior Brother Xiao Yang is here at this time, what's wrong?"

"Mijian Peak Competition, please help me with Senior Brother Ling Xuan and stop me from entering the inner door."

"Zhuo Buqun?" Ling Xuan smiled indifferently, "The Lord of the Lord has entrusted me with the important task. If I ask me to host this competition, how can I let down the Lord of the Lord of the Lord and abolish the public for personal gain?"

Xiao Yang sowed out: "I heard that your cousin Su Yang has a deep grudge with Zhuo Buqun."

"Su Yang is too arrogant, so it's good to suffer some setbacks."

"As far as I know, Zhuo Buqun has obtained the inheritance before the catastrophe, his talents and attainments in the art of refining weapons, and is no longer under Senior Brother Ling Xuan at this time, once he enters the inner sect..."

"It's nothing to talk about on paper." Ling Xuan's plain tone showed a sense of arrogance and disdain.

Xiao Yang couldn't provoke it and smiled indifferently, "Soldier King Xinjue, can Senior Brother Ling Xuan change his mind?"

"Soldier King's Heart Jue? Before the catastrophe, the chief military division of the Xinghan Empire and the Soldier King Xiao Gu's experience in refining weapons? How could there be the Soldier King's Heart Jue in your hands?" Ling Xuan was finally moved, and a terrifying strange light suddenly burst out from his pupils, as if he had seen the most precious treasure in the world.

Xiao Yang smiled proudly, "Senior Brother Ling Xuan forgot, my surname is Xiao!"

"You are actually descendants of the King of Soldiers Xiao Gu?" Ling Xuan was surprised and showed a look of awe.

Xiao Yang nodded and said, "Yes, I am the descendant of the King of Soldiers Xiao Gu. It's a pity that my star soul is not suitable for refining weapons. The King of Soldiers' Heart Art is in my hands and will be buried for a long time."

"Zhuo Buqun acts arrogantly, is disrespectful, and is ruthless, and is indeed not suitable to enter the inner door." Ling Xuan said, and a domineering aura to decide the fate of others' life and death arises naturally.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Ling Xuan. After the competition, I will present the copy of the Soldier King Xinjue."

Xiao Yang laughed and stood up, said goodbye and left.

Ling Xuan was silent for a moment, suddenly slammed the high fives, and a boy walked into the hall: "What are the instructions for the young master?"

"Go to the halfway mountain."

"yes!"

In the wooden house, Zhuo Buqun sat cross-legged on the ground, the starry sky and star soul phantom enveloped his body, immersed in a wonderful state of emptiness and tranquility.

The phantom of the starry sky and star soul seems nothing, but it exudes a profound artistic conception of deducing the evolution of the world and the changing stars.

suddenly!

Zhuo Buqun opened his eyes and said lightly: "Come in!"

Outside the door, the boy who was about to knock on the door was stunned for a moment, then pushed open the door and walked in.

"I am the servant boy next to Mr. Ling Xuan. The young master asked me to come and pass on the message to you!" The boy said with a crisp voice. A little servant boy had an unconcealable arrogance in his words.

"Ling Xuan, the first disciple of the inner sect?" Zhuo Buqun frowned, "Please talk!"

The boy said proudly: "Young Master said, as long as you promise two things for your son, you will give you a future and you will rise to the top of the world from now on!"

"Give me a future?" Zhuo Buqun smiled. Ling Xuan, who was so domineering, regarded himself as the emperor.

"First, in the future, you will specialize in smelting iron for the young master. Second, you will inherit the art of refining weapons in your hands and dedicate it to the young master. As long as you agree to these two things, the young master promises that you will enter the inner sect next year and will rise to the top from now on!"

Zhuo Buqun laughed again, "I understand."

The boy did not see the expected ecstasy from Zhuo Buqun's face and said unhappily: "Young Master is still waiting for you to reply."

Zhuo Buqun's eyes showed a sarcasm, "Is Ling Xuan the throne of Mojian Peak or the sect leader who can directly give the identity of an inner disciple to others?"

"At Mojian Peak, the young master has this power." The boy spoke proudly.

Zhuo Buqun smiled and said lightly: "Sorry, I appreciate the kindness of Mr. Ling Xuan."

"Do you know what will happen if you reject my young master?" The boy's face suddenly sank, and his words were threatening.

Zhuo Buqun spoke indifferently: "I, Zhuo Buqun, will use my own abilities to get what I want, and I don't need to give it to you. Besides, Is Ling Xuan qualified to give me a future?"

An inner disciple actually wanted to give the former weapon refining master of the Tianxing Realm, a peerless fighting god's future. From the Tianxing Realm to the Earth Star Realm, it is hard to find such a joke.

"A madman who is ungrateful! On Mojian Peak, the young master can make you above ten thousand people, or you can never turn over. You can't bear the consequences of disobeying the young master!" The boy shouted coldly domineeringly, then slammed the door and left.

Zhuo Buqun's eyes gradually became colder. It seemed that the selection of inner disciples would not be so smooth.
Chapter completed!