Chapter 1873 Is the Great Immortal Crazy?

Several elders were puzzled, not understanding why the white-haired Taoist reacted so violently.

The sword stele in the middle of the dojo is the holy sword totem of Tianzhu Mountain, which means very sacred.

That strange white-robed young man yelled wildly under the holy sword, it was really rude!

Even several elders could see that Zhibai and Shouhei were following behind the white-robed youth.

Everyone can guess that the young man in white robe may be the descendant of Sword God.

But in the eyes of everyone, since he is the successor of the Sword God, he should be in awe of the Sword God and the Holy Sword.

However, the white-haired Taoist is the leader of Tianzhu Mountain.

Even he didn't get angry, let alone scold the white-robed youth, but instead showed his intention of defending.

This made everyone even more puzzled, how could Huanglong Daxian react like this?

Just when several elders were wondering and wondering secretly, the white-haired Taoist hurried to the middle of the dojo.

His expression was very complicated, full of expectation and a little uneasy, his eyes were fixed on the figure in the white robe.

After just ten breaths, everyone came to the thousand-foot-high sword tablet.

Zhibai and Shouhei came back to their senses, and quickly saluted everyone.

"Meet the Great Immortal and all the elders!"

The two bowed respectfully, and then stood aside, waiting for orders.

Ji Tianxing's emotions gradually calmed down, and he turned to look at the white-haired Taoist and several elders.

When he and the white-haired Taoist looked at each other, the pupils of both of them shrank slightly, and a gleam of light flashed in their eyes.

Especially the white-haired Taoist, his body trembled, his eyes widened, and he let out a low growl in his heart.

"It's him! It really is him! It's definitely Master!

That appearance, that momentum, that look... are absolutely the same! "

The elders all worshiped Tianzhu Mountain later, and they didn't see the sword god himself.

But the white-haired Taoist is the guard and disciple of the Sword God, and he is very familiar with everything about the Sword God.

Even after a thousand years, he can still clearly remember the sword god's eyes, breath, and every move.

At this moment, scorching old tears welled up in the old eye sockets of the white-haired Taoist.

He couldn't hold back the excitement and sorrow in his heart anymore, he bent down to Ji Tianxing and bowed deeply.

"The unworthy disciple Huang Long, pay homage to Master!"

Ever since the sword god left Tianzhu Mountain, Huanglong has been thinking about his master all the time for more than a thousand years.

In particular, after the news of the sword god's fall spread, Huang Long was even more distraught.

But he kept his master's teachings in mind, shouldered the heavy responsibility of guarding Tianzhu Mountain, and persisted no matter how sad he was.

No one knows how much suffering and suffering he has endured for more than a thousand years.

No one knew how much the news of the sword god's fall had dealt a blow to him.

Now suddenly seeing teachers respecting students and appearing in front of them again, this is tantamount to turning the world upside down and turning back time.

The thoughts and remembrances that lasted for thousands of years made his state of mind completely lost.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the day when he climbed Tianzhu Mountain for the first time and worshiped the sword god 1,500 years ago.

Therefore, when his mood was agitated, he would perform the disciple salute in public.

His deep obeisance contained too much emotion.

Apart from himself, only Ji Tianxing could understand it.

Zhibai and Shouhei were dumbfounded on the spot, staring at Taoist Huanglong dumbfounded, their eyes full of shock.

The five elders were also stunned, staring at Taoist Huanglong dumbfounded, and couldn't help but let out a cry of surprise.

"Daxian! What are you doing?"

"Great Immortal, get up quickly, you've got the wrong person!"

"That's the descendant of the Sword God!"

Several elders opened their mouths to remind Taoist Huanglong, and even two elders quickly reached out to help him up.

But Taoist Huanglong is a martial sage, he remains motionless, maintaining a bowing posture, who can help him up?

Ji Tianxing also looked at him with complicated eyes. Looking at his old and white Taoist robe, his waist-length white hair, and his old face, he felt quite heavy and emotional.

After being silent for a while, he took a deep breath, suppressed his complicated emotions, and said with a smile: "Huang Long, I haven't seen you in a thousand years, how is your cultivation of the Imperial Sword Heart Sutra going?

Since the teacher didn't personally give advice, you won't be slacking off again, right? "

Ji Tianxing's voice was gentle and calm, but there was a sense of coercion from Yuan Ting and Yue Zhi.

As soon as Taoist Huanglong heard this extremely familiar voice, his body trembled immediately, and he couldn't help the tears welling up in his eyes.

Fifteen hundred years ago, when he practiced with the Sword God, it often took a long time to see the Sword God.

Every time he saw the sword god, the sword god would ask him about his cultivation.

Especially in the last twenty years, the sword god would ask him every time about his progress in practicing the Heart Sutra of Yujian.

However, the Heart Sutra of Yujian is an extremely advanced way of swordsmanship, and his progress in cultivation is very slow.

When he visited the Sword God, he was always frightened, afraid of being scolded by the Sword God, and even more afraid of disappointing the Sword God.

Ever since Sword God left, he thought he would never hear this sentence in his life.

But he never expected that after a thousand years, he heard that familiar sentence again today, and it was verbatim.

He raised his sleeves to wipe away the tears on his old face, and replied in a trembling voice: "Master, this disciple has already penetrated the first seven levels of the Heart Sutra of Yujian, and now he has reached the eighth level!"

Ji Tianxing showed a gratifying smile, nodded and said, "That's right! The seventh floor is the biggest threshold. Once you enter the eighth floor, you can hide your sword in the void and travel thousands of miles with your sword..."

The two people, the old and the young, actually had a serious conversation like a master and a student.

The five elders, Zhibai and Shouhei, who had looked blankly for a long time, were all speechless.

Everyone's expressions and eyes were very strange.

But no one dared to speak to interrupt the weird scene in front of them.

Several elders looked at each other, shook their heads again and again, and began to discuss in sad voice transmission.

"Alas... the poor immortal misses his master so much that he actually regards that person as his master!"

"Crazy! Everyone is crazy! Daxian has lost his mind, and even that kid has gone crazy!"

"We can't let them go on like this anymore. If the disciples in the sect see it, what's the point?"

"That's right! The Great Immortal is the only remaining Martial Saint in Tianzhu Mountain, and also our mentor. We must not allow him to be insulted and teased like this!"

"That kid is in vain as the successor of the master ancestor, and he is so rude... It's really disappointing!"

While several elders were discussing in secret, Ji Tianxing raised his hand to help Taoist Huanglong up.

Taoist Huanglong looked up at his face, his old face was full of excitement and respect.

Ji Tianxing looked at him kindly, and said with a smile: "Okay, now that you have become a thousand-year-old monster who has become a fairy and ancestor, how can you lose your manners? Don't let the juniors see jokes.

No matter what the situation in Tianzhu Mountain is today, since the teacher has returned, he must wipe out the enemies and regain his glory! "

Taoist Huanglong nodded repeatedly, and said in a firm tone: "Huanglong has known for a long time, and has always believed that such a god like Master will never fall!

You are destined to roam the world and be the only one in the world.

Even if it takes thousands or thousands of years, you will eventually come back one day! "