Xiao Naihe never takes Du Chonghui seriously, but some minions can disgust you again and again even if they have no lethality.

Just when Xiao was thinking of abolishing Du Chonghui, suddenly his eyebrows moved slightly, as if he felt something.

Several people came in from the outside. They had a strong breath. They were obviously the great emperor of immortal section II and the God King of immortal section III.

The strongest are already the true ancestor god king. At first glance, they are not the disciples of Cao Zhai.

The leader looked calm. When he saw Xiao Naihe, he slowly said, "is the younger brother Xiao Naihe?"

"What can I do for you?"

"My name is Xia Shengqin. My teacher wants to see you. Please come with me."

Compared with Du Chonghui, this Xia Shengqin is very polite.

As the saying goes, he stretched out his hand and didn't hit the smiling face. Although Xiao Naihe was confused, he didn't ask anything: "lead the way."

With that, he threw Du Chonghui out directly.

Xia Shengqin didn't even look at it. At any time, Du Chonghui felt a strong humiliation.

Even if he was in severe pain, he could not compare with his inner hatred: "Xiao Naihe, don't think it's all over."

Xiao Naihe didn't ask anything along the way. He didn't know who Xia Shengqin's teacher was. He didn't come to Xianmen College for a long time. He didn't even stay in Caozhai for long, and he didn't know many people.

Why did the teachers of the college find themselves? Xiao was wondering.

After all, if you want to stay in Xianmen College for a period of time, you can't refuse others. You can only go with Xia Shengqin.

"This is Baitang."

Xiao Naihe knows more or less about the branch of the college.

It's definitely not easy for them to enter a yard and have an independent yard in Xianmen college.

Xiao Naihe just stepped into the yard and could clearly feel an unusual breath in the room in the middle of the yard.

When he saw the people in the room, an idea came to his mind: strong, strong.

"Sage, at least the middle sage."

Even if the other party didn't make a move, Xiao Naihe could still feel the other party's unfathomability with his own sense of heaven, which was comparable to the deer king he met in Huangfeng valley.

The sage of tifeng raised his head to see Xiao Naihe, nodded slightly and opened his mouth calmly: "it's amazing. Unexpectedly, there was a God King in the grass Zhai."

Xiao Naihe was not surprised. He didn't deliberately introvert his accomplishments. It's not surprising that he was seen through by such a strong man.

And when he saw the face of the sage TIPHON, he recognized him immediately.

"Tifeng sage, the mentor of the champion emperor." the memory fragment of the wise monk contains the man's information.

Tifeng sages are strong at the level of ninth sages. Even in the high-level of Xianmen college, they are also the mainstay of strength.

At the same time, tifeng sage is also the mentor of the champion emperor. Before the champion emperor entered the holy mansion and became the son, tifeng sage was the first person to teach the champion emperor.

Although the champion emperor is now one of the holy sons of the holy land, and he is afraid to be stronger after his cultivation becomes holy, the champion emperor will also be honored as a mentor when he meets the sages of tifeng.

As everyone knows, as one of the sons of God, the champion emperor is very promising to become an ancient immortal.

A few people also know that the champion emperor is recognized by the eternal way of heaven and one of the sons of the contemporary way of heaven.

That's right. Because of the champion emperor, tifeng sages have a high position in Xianmen college.

Such a big man would find him. However, Xiao couldn't figure it out.

Xiao Naihe was sure that even the champion emperor could not know that he was here. Let alone tifeng sages who couldn't beat eight poles, how could they find themselves.

It seemed that he saw Xiao Naihe's idea, and tifeng sage slowly said, "you seem to wonder why I found you. Don't worry, I'll let someone come out first."

Then a man came out from behind the screen, a middle-aged man with angry eyebrows and cold eyes.

Xiao Naihe raised his eyebrows slightly. He recognized that this man should be Murong Gusu, the father of Murong nine swords, who was the enemy of juyao garden.

"Xiao Naihe, do you still remember me?" Murong Gusu said coldly and smiled coldly.

"Am I forgetful? Your name is Murong Gusu, isn't it?" Xiao Naihe said faintly.

"I can't forget the shame of the giant medicine garden. Nine swords will die miserably because of you."

"It's interesting. Everyone killed by Xiao has his own reason for death. You know better than me what happened at the beginning. You just stare at me and want to get a big benefit from me. Why don't you design to kill me? If I don't kill you, I'll stretch out my neck and let you kill me?"

"Shut up." Murong Gusu screamed and said fiercely, "it is because of you that the nine swords will be reduced to today's land. If I don't kill you, my heart will be hard to calm."

Huh?

Xiao Naihe is very keen to capture some information from each other's words.

"Didn't Murong nine swords die?"

Xiao Naihe was sure that when he killed Murong nine swords, he completely destroyed the other party. According to the truth, it was impossible to survive.

But when he saw the sages of TIPHON, he vaguely guessed something.

"If I'm right, it's the man saved by master tifeng."

The sage tifeng nodded, "nine swords is my closed disciple. I intercepted his soul. Even if his body and spirit are destroyed, I can save him once."

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as saving life. It's to recreate the body and soul, which is equivalent to regeneration. It's worthy of tifeng sages. They can do this, but even master tifeng has to pay a great price."

After all, regenerating flesh and soul is already a means against heaven. Even sages can't do it without paying a certain price.

If Xiao had directly cut off the spirit of Murong nine swords with causal force, I'm afraid tifeng sage would not be able to revive Murong nine swords.

"But today, master tifeng asked me to come here. I'm afraid it's not just to let me catch up with him."

"You are a smart man. Yes, I asked you to come here. I really have something for you to do," said the sage tifeng faintly, but with an order that can't be refused in his tone.

"Although I can revive the nine swords, the cause and effect of his hit is still there. After you killed him once, his Taoist heart was damaged. I give you a choice to become a sword slave of the nine swords. Surrender to the nine swords forever, so that his Taoist heart can be repaired and live another life smoothly."

Xiao Naihe narrowed his eyes slightly and became a slave of Murong nine swords. It was better to live than to die.

"I respect you, master tifeng. That's for the face of the college, but Xianmen college is not your only family. As a student of Xianmen college, you let me be a sword slave. Even if you mention Feng sages, you don't have this qualification."