Not long after, Song Mingting came to Wenjian Pavilion.

The appearance of the Wenjian Pavilion is very distinctive. It looks like a sword from a distance. It is not so much a pavilion as a tower. The hilt of the sword is the base of the tower, ink color, the tip of the sword is the spire, and the tower body is white. Therefore, you can see it from a distance.

There are not many people at Guizangyun, because ordinary disciples and elders are not allowed to enter and exit Guizangyun at will if they have nothing to do. Therefore, walking on the road seems quite quiet. Whenever they meet one or two elders, Song Mingting will stop and greet politely.

The elders were kind to him. When they saw him greeting him, they would stop and nod at him, but they just nodded, without any further reaction, because many elders didn't even know Song Mingting.

Of course, this is because the fact that Song Mingting defeated Zhao Haokun and became the new five seats has not spread yet, otherwise these elders would not have reacted like this.

Song Mingting stepped on the stone steps, turned around and soon came to the front of Wenjian Pavilion. However, what surprised him was that when he turned the last bend, he actually encountered the wolf owl Taoist. The wolf owl Taoist was walking down another path, so he happened to meet Song Mingting.

Song Mingting stopped, was slightly stunned, nodded slightly to the other party, and called out "Uncle Wolf Owl".

Compared with three years ago, the wolf owl Taoist has become much older. Although it is still a look of an eagle looking at the wolf, its momentum has declined a lot. At less than a hundred years old, his temples have been dyed with white frost. The speed of aging is astonishing.

You should know that the age of a monk is different from that of a mortal. The age of a mortal is the limit of one hundred years, and the life of a monk is 300 years old. As long as he does not suffer a disaster in the middle of the journey, generally speaking, the qi and blood will not begin to decline after the age of two hundred.

Therefore, when you are less than a hundred years old, it is definitely a middle-aged man for monks. Under normal circumstances, symptoms of aging are impossible.

But who told the wolf owl Taoist to do something that harmed the interests of the master and was exposed?

For cultivators, what is more important than their cultivation strength is Tao. Although the wolf owl Taoist has not reached my Taoist stage and has not clearly defined his Tao, there are still vague Taos, and damaging the interests of the masters is definitely not in line with his Tao.

It's better when you are not exposed, and you can also deceive yourself. Once exposed, it won't work. You will be questioned by the Taoist heart at all times. In addition, you will point fingers from the people around you. If this continues, your energy and spirit will naturally be wiped out.

But who can blame this? No one took a sword across your neck and forced you to do such a thing. Since everything is your own choice of the wolf owl Taoist, then you can only bear the consequences.

The wolf owl Taoist looked at Song Mingting, who was bowing to him lightly, with a complicated expression.

Three years ago, Song Mingting was just a mediocre disciple with no sense of existence. Although he could not control him casually, it would be easy to cause some trouble for him.

But who would have thought that just three years later, the other party became the new five seats, and the unpredictable changes in the world really caught people off guard.

The wolf owl Taoist lived for 92 years and had long experienced the unpredictable fate, but he never expected that the deepest experience would be brought to him by Song Mingting.

"Mingting Nephew." After being stunned, Taoist Wolf Owl put away his complex emotions and replied indifferently.

Afterwards, the two passed by.

The Wolf Owl Taoist went down the mountain, while Song Mingting continued to walk up the mountain. The Wolf Owl Taoist worked in the Sutra Library, and the Sutra Library was not far from Wenjian Pavilion, so it was not surprising that he would meet the Wolf Owl Taoist here.

Finally, Song Mingting came to the front of Wenjian Pavilion. In front of the gate, an old man was lying on a recliner and taking a nap. This was the Supreme Elder who was guarding the pavilion.

Although Wenjian Pavilion is the subordinate pavilion of the Ancestor Pavilion, its status is no worse than that of the Ancestor Pavilion. Because it is placed inside the flying swords of past ancestors, it can be said to be the Ancestor Pavilion in another sense, so it is not surprising that the Supreme Elder will personally guard the door.

The Supreme Elder suddenly opened his eyes after Song Mingting approached.

After seeing Song Mingting, he suddenly laughed: "Are you a third disciple who is self-respecting?"

Song Mingting was slightly stunned, but his reaction was not slow, and immediately said, "Yes."

The kindest elder explained: "I am your uncle. I have heard of you before. Are you going to ask the Sword Pavilion to get the sword?"

Song Mingting has done a lot over the years. The discovery of the remains of Taoist Qingqiu alone is enough to let the senior officials of the sect know him. Moreover, this Supreme Elder is still from Zhongshu Peak, so it is not surprising to know him.

Song Mingting smiled and nodded, "Yes, uncle master."

The Supreme Elder smiled and stretched out his hand, "Give me the ID card to look at me."

Song Mingting took off his identity plate and handed it over. After seeing it, the Supreme Elder returned it quickly: "Go in, just open the door inside after entering the pavilion."

Song Mingting nodded, thanked him, and entered Wenjian Pavilion. The decoration in the pavilion was very simple and full of solemn atmosphere. Song Mingting only looked around and then retracted his eyes, then walked towards the gate in the middle and pushed it open.

The sight of the eyes is no different from an ordinary room, but when Song Mingting stepped across the threshold, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. After a period of space change, Song Mingting stepped into a dark space.

This space is extremely dark, without a trace of light, and it seems endless. In it, it seems to be in the boundless void, which makes people feel calm.

Song Mingting suddenly felt a little moved. In the "last life", he was not qualified to enter because of his low talent at the beginning. When he was qualified to enter Wenjian Pavilion, the mountain gate had already been occupied.

So this is his first time in Jiange.

Thinking of this, a light of hatred suddenly burst out in Song Mingting's eyes. Everything happened too quickly in the "last life" of them. Even the flying swords in Wenjian Pavilion were transferred a small part of them. Most of the flying swords became the spoils of the Demonic Dao, and the Demonic Dao also greatly increased its strength.

But "in this life", this kind of thing will never happen. Song Mingting thought to himself.

At this moment, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the dark space, and the light seemed to fly from the depths of the void, and it came to my eyes in the blink of an eye.

It was a purple flying sword, like a gorgeous sunset, and the clouds rolled in the sword light.

Zipiao Sword, a middle-grade Xuan-level flying sword, is one of the swords of the 23rd generation of ancestor Piaomiao Zhenren.

Almost the first time the flying sword flew in front of him, a sentence flashed through Song Mingting's mind.

There is nothing else, he is too familiar with this passage.

These true disciples all had to learn various homework at the beginning of their practice, one of which was called "Ask the Famous Sword Book of the Swords of the Swords", which was particularly popular.

Because boys always advocate power, and what else can attract their attention more than a variety of powerful flying swords?
Chapter completed!