"Everyone heard it? Even Deacon Mo said it! This is not because I wronged him!"

The thirteen elders were overjoyed, sneered on his face, staring at Elder Sha: "Elder Sha, what else can you say now?"

"This...this..." Elder Sha was also stunned, his face was sometimes red and white, his mouth opened, and he didn't know how to refute.

"Deacon Mo...Did you make a mistake? Why did Brother Bai take the forbidden drug? You must be mistaken!"

"Yes, Deacon Mo, please check again!"

"Yes, Deacon Mo, there must be something wrong!"

Litu and Adai said in a hurry, Ayu was also panicked, and the whole person was at a loss.

The surrounding Yijian Tiangong disciples were in an uproar.

"It's no wonder that a great emperor can defeat two saints... so it is."

"I can't see that the people in the sword repair room are so mean!"

"Oh, can't afford to lose!"

The voice was dense, and many Yijian Tiangong disciples sneered.

The thirteen elders sneered, Xuan'er's face was stern, and he tried to wait for others to shout: "What do you mean disciples? Are you questioning Deacon Mo's unfair verdict? Get out of here, where are you going? Don't make noise here!"

Trying to wait for everyone to change.

Elder Sha's face also turned pale.

But at this moment, Deacon Mo frowned and said, "Elder Thirteen, I think you have misunderstood something? I only said that the disciple Bai Ye ate something before the duel, but I didn't say that he took the forbidden drug! "

"What?" The Thirteen Elders were taken aback.

Everyone was shocked.

But Deacon Mo turned his head, glanced at Bai Ye, and said lightly: "If I'm not wrong, you drank a lot of bars before the duel?"

"Yes." Bai Ye hesitated and admitted.

When Elder Sha heard this, he immediately jumped and pointed to Bai Ye's nose and shouted: "Smelly boy, you drank my wine secretly??"

"Just drank a little!" Bai Ye smiled.

How would Elder Sha believe it? For Bai Ye's drink volume, there must be at least ten altars at all!

The thirteen elders immediately reacted and eagerly yelled: "Even if it is drinking, it must be the wine that enhances the skill, right? As long as the food and medicine that enhance the soul realm strength are taken, that one is the use of forbidden drugs!!"

"But according to my test, the wine that Bai Ye drank will not forcibly enhance his current strength, but it is only good for cultivation." Deacon Mo shook his head mercilessly and said lightly: "So strictly speaking, Bai Ye did not violate the rules. So being able to use the power of a great emperor to exert such terrifying power, in addition to the pure power in his body, it is still with the power of magic weapons, but the rules of duels do not prohibit the use of magic weapons!"

Deacon Lai Mo was aware of the Sacred Seal of the Sun, but he regarded this thing as a magic weapon.

"This. This... how could this happen..." The Thirteenth Elder's lips trembled, and there was nothing to say.

"Elder Thirteen, according to the previous agreement, can you give me the sword spirit pill in your hand?" Bai Ye smiled lightly and waved at him.

"You... asshole!" The Thirteenth Elder was furious, but he wanted to give the pill but couldn't bear it.

"Why? Elder Thirteen, don't you want to be ridiculous? If this spreads out, you still have to be laughed at by the disciples of our Yijian Tiangong? You are an elder!" Elder Sha hummed.

"Why am I being scornful? Give it to you!" The thirteen elder gritted his teeth, and slammed the porcelain bottle containing Jian Yi Dan into Bai Ye's hand, and flung his sleeves away with a whirl.

"Master!!"

The disciples of the wooden house hurriedly set up Qiao Siyuan and Zhang Hong on the ground, and hurriedly followed.

The duel ended here.

Everyone in the surrounding Yijian Tiangong felt like a dream. Those who were ridiculed by Bai Ye looked ashamed and left in a hurry, not daring to stay for a long time, but the sword repair room was already cheering.

"it is good!!!"

The disciples in the sword repair room were very excited, especially excited.

Elder Sha also stroked his beard again and again, laughing, feeling a lot of face.

"Deacon Mo, thank you very much."

Bai Ye turned around and hugged Deacon Mo.

"Child, you have a good talent, a good personality, a firm will, and work hard. Don't go like Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan. They don't have a long way!" Deacon Mo nodded lightly, and a trace of relief flashed in his eyes.

"Disciples, remember!"

Bai Ye nodded.

"Let's go! To celebrate our sword repair room boy Bai Ye won the duel, go back to drink!!" Seeing the disciples so happy, Elder Sha immediately felt exasperated, and immediately waved his veteran and said boldly.

"Long live Elder Sha!!"

"Deacon Mo, go, you too!"

"This... I have to guard the duel field!"

"Oh, what a duel field, now this duel field is ruined, quickly notify the logistics department to let them repair it, let's drink! Walk around!!"

Elder Sha directly grabbed Deacon Mo's arm and dragged it toward the sword repair room.

Deacon Mo's immortal face finally showed a trace of helplessness.

The sword repairing room was filled with joy, and this duel also spread like wildfire afterwards, spreading throughout the Yijian Heavenly Palace.

In an instant, the Italian Sword Palace was boiling.

"The upper emperor challenged two saints in a row? He defeated them? What are you kidding?"

"Who is joking! This is true. The two saints are Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan. Their cultivation was directly abolished by the upper emperor! Now the thirteen elders are seeking medicine everywhere!"

"This is true. Elder Thirteen came to our medicinal material room this morning!"

"God, there is such a thing? Who is that high-ranking emperor? So powerful?"

"I don't know, what is it called Bai Ye? But the sword repair room is a bunch of rubbish, who knows?"

"That is, I'm afraid it was not because Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan were careless this time, so that the garbage in the sword repair room succeeded."

"Cautious? How careless? No matter how careless the sage is, it cannot be defeated by the emperor! It must be the guy in the sword repair room that is unusual..."

The discussion came one after another, so much that many elders heard it.

Especially the Eighth Elder Zhang Bu.

"white night?"

In the hall, Zhang Bu was taken aback, looked at the disciple beside him, and asked, "Who is this Bai Ye?"

"Master, have you forgotten? You personally introduced this White Night to our Yi Jian Tiangong." said a disciple next to him. It was the disciple who led the White Night report back then, and his heart was particularly shocked at this moment. If things are true, even he is not even Bai Ye's opponent.

Zhang Bu heard the sound and slapped his head: "I remember, it was the person who recommended the highest standard to worship my Yijian Tiangong? That's a high-ranking emperor!"

"Yes, Master, Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan were indeed defeated by the upper emperor in this battle." The next disciple said respectfully.

"How is this possible? Did you knock on the medicine?"

"Deacon Mo has personally identified it and did not cheat, but used a magic weapon, but this is not against the rules."

"Really?" Zhang Bu frowned, "Even if magic weapons are used, it is also very powerful... Could it be that I am gone, this high-ranking emperor is unusual?"

"Master, don't worry too much. Although Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan are disciples of the wooden house, their strength is just like that. They are used to being arrogant and domineering. They wrestle with the white night, and most of them will relax their vigilance and are not allowed to be exploited by the white night. That would be the case, just believing that Bai Ye is a guy with good talent, but after all, he is only an emperor. Without entering the holy realm, he cannot stand in my Yijian Heavenly Palace!" The disciple said with a smile, actually he was not willing to accept this reality in his heart. .

"You're right, I wanted to call him to teach under my knees, but his soul is too bad, even if he has some talent, it's not much better." Zhang Bu shook his head: "No matter, this matter is set aside. Let's talk about business. Some time ago, the great elder found me and asked me to start preparing for the 100-year-old Tiangong Sword Contest. Now there are less than three months before the contest is held. How are you going to do things? Are you ready? Go ahead and set up the venue when you are ready."

"Don't worry, Master, you will be able to prepare before the start of the competition." The disciple hurriedly said, seeming to think of something, and then said: "But Master, the battle is about to come, but the brother has not yet returned. If he fails to participate in the competition in time..."

"Don't worry." Zhang Bu smiled faintly: "He will definitely be there! Your brother is a very ambitious person! A hundred years ago, he was reluctant to lose a move on the Tiangong Lunjian, and stopped at the top ten of the sect. This time, he will surely be like a broken bamboo. , Make it into the top ten! Get a reward from the palace lord, soaring!"

The disciple beside him was envious.

Palace lord reward? That's a great opportunity...

....

After the carnival, Elder Sha fell asleep again drunk.

The disciples do whatever they want, but everyone feels confident and energetic, even if this is the worst department in the entire Yijian Tiangong, they don't feel disgusted.

After all, this time, the sword repair room is finally exaggerated!

In the past few days, many disciples from other departments will come, obviously because they are very curious about this white night who defeated two saints with one enemy and two.

Once or twice, it was enough. Everyday people came to see him, Bai Ye didn't say anything, trying to feel uncomfortable, and he blocked the door and prohibited any outsiders from entering, and then it stopped.

Since the battle between Zhang Hong and Qiao Siyuan, Elder Sha drank less wine, and no longer allowed Bai Ye to repair his sword every day. Whenever he had time, he took Bai Ye to the next room to teach martial arts.

Bai Ye understood that Elder Sha wanted to cultivate him well, although the old man was drunk and unconscious every day, but in fact, like other elders, he also wanted to cultivate excellent disciples and brilliance.

Bai Ye saw the longing in Elder Sha's eyes and wrote it down.

But at the moment, he still has one more important thing to do.

late at night.

The sword repair room was empty.

Bai Ye held the Shenhuo Tiandan and wade into the sword tomb.

Sen Leng's evil spirit surged from inside.

It's time to get a sword for yourself...