Nine Tribulations Sword Demon - Chapter 1345

After all, the choice of the little patriarch of the artifact sect is not a child’s affair. It is a major event.

Whoever can win the position of little patriarch will be the patriarch of artifact sect in the future.

It can be said that the status of the Lord of artifact sect is not lower than those big figures with overlord power.

And many people also know that if Nangong Jueyun really becomes the leader of the artifact sect.

In the future, the artifact sect will almost be an affiliated force of the Nangong family.

Forging Tianfeng also returned to the inn a few days later.

However, hearing the divine carving say that ye guchen is closed, forging Tianfeng has no choice to disturb ye guchen.

“Not only did you cut out two pieces of sacred materials, but also you got the best fire of heaven and earth, such as Da Luo burning virtual flame. Ye guchen, you really didn’t disappoint me.”

Even after learning about ye guchen’s Wanbao workshop, Duan Tianfeng was stunned for a moment and immediately shook his head and smiled.

Perhaps the most correct decision he made in his life was to choose the disciple ye guchen.

“Xiao Gongshu… It’s time to end our gambling appointment in the election of young patriarch, and…”

Forging Tianfeng’s tone was a meal. On his face, which seemed to have some vicissitudes, there was a little memory and gentle color.

“Hua Jing…” Duan Tianfeng murmured.

But at the thought that Nangong Huajing is now Xiao Gongshu’s wife, the pain of forbearance appears in the eyes of forging Tianfeng.

Nangong Huajing, the beauty of Nangong aristocratic family.

He used to practice forging in the artifact sect and fell in love with forging Tianfeng.

But later, Xiao Gong’s defeat was a cross cut.

Finally, the two turned against each other and wagered a duel with forging.

In that bet, forging Tianfeng lost fame, future and her.

It can be described as a complete failure.

But forging Tianfeng didn’t understand why he lost.

Obviously, his forging strength will never be weaker than Xiao Gongshu.

However, it’s done. It’s useless for forging Tianfeng to think about this kind of thing again now.

His only hope now is that ye guchen can pull back a game.

“Da Luo burned the empty flame, can ye guchen refine smoothly?” a touch of worry appeared in the eyes of forging Tianfeng.

It’s not that he doesn’t believe ye guchen’s strength.

However, Da Luo’s burning virtual flame is one of the top heaven and earth strange fires.

Let alone ye guchen, even some of the older generation of strong people are at risk of being hurt and even falling in the face of this top flame.

In such worries, a few days passed.

On this day, it was finally the day when the election of the little Lord of the artifact sect was held.

The whole Tiangong city was a sensation.

Countless people, like rivers and seas, gathered towards the residence of the artifact sect.

The choice of the little Lord of the artifact sect is open and transparent, so outsiders are also allowed to watch the war.

At this moment, in a main hall of the artifact sect, all the elders led by the elder Yang Qi gathered here.

In front of them, song Feichen and other forging talents of artifact sect stood respectfully.

“You are all the people who give us high hopes. I hope you won’t let me down.” Yang Qi said with a dignified face and a deep tone.

“Don’t worry, I will never live up to the trust of the elder!” song Feichen said with a bow of his hand, with a strong sense of war and self-confidence in his eyes.

At a young age, he was already a five-star foundry, with a bright future.

The election of the little patriarch is his stage of blockbuster.

No matter what Nangong Jueyun or ye guchen, they are not qualified to take Gu Xiangling from him.

“Moreover, I have the honor to get that treasure, which will certainly help me. With the power of Wannian fire spirit, at that time, I will become the less patriarch of artifact sect, and Xiang spirit will completely surrender to me.” song Feichen thought in his heart, with wild hope.

He has always been the elder martial brother of the artifact sect. He is the most suitable for the position of the little Lord.

As for Nangong Jueyun, although it has a transcendent position in the artifact sect.

But he himself is a member of the Nangong family.

It is doomed that many high-level elders of the artifact sect do not want Nangong Jueyun to be the leader of the little sect.

“And ye guchen, I will prove myself through the selection of less patriarchs and let Xiang Ling favor me, and you are just a spectator.” song Feichen thought coldly.

But immediately, he remembered the mysterious six Star Casting genius that appeared in Tiangong Dao recently.

“Who is that demon? It’s just like Nangong Jueyun, but fortunately, he doesn’t seem to have come to artifact sect.” song Feichen shook his head secretly.

And in another hall of the artifact sect.

The whole hall is very empty, only two people.

One of the handsome men in a blue cloud pattern robe is Nangong Jueyun.

Opposite him stood a tall middle-aged man in a dark gold robe.

He is white and handsome.

Although he has reached middle age, he is still quite elegant and gives people a sense of prestige.

This person is the famous eight Star foundry master in the southern sky region, the North Yanqi emperor and Xiao Gongshu!

“That forging Tianfeng really doesn’t give up. Isn’t it good to retreat from the mountains and forests honestly? It’s just that he wants to return to the artifact sect to take its humiliation.” Xiao Gongshu stood up with a cold face.

“The master is right. What if the forging Tianfeng comes? It’s just a shame, and it’s ridiculous for him to rely on a ye guchen to pull back the city.” Nangong Jueyun smiled.

“That ye guchen has been mentioned recently, but he has not made any achievements in forging, and he doesn’t know where the forging Tianfeng comes from.” Xiao Gongshu shook his head slightly.

“Maybe that ye guchen didn’t even pass Tiangong Dao. If so, he didn’t even have the qualification to participate.” Nangong Jueyun said.

“Jueyun, no matter what, you still have to go all out. If you can really become the leader of the artifact sect, as a teacher, you will fully support you to ascend to the position of leader in the future. At that time, the artifact sect will be the fish on the chopping board.” Xiao Gongshu smiled deeply.

Xiao Gongshu didn’t have much sense of belonging to cultivate his sect.

What he wants is absolute rights.

And on his head, there was an artifact Lord pressed there.

At the same time, in the artifact sect area, in a quiet courtyard.

A father and daughter are standing.

The woman, dressed in apricot dress, with picturesque eyes and skin like snow, is Gu Xiangling.

The man in green robe in front of her has a square face and elegant temperament, just like a scribe.

This man is the master of the artifact sect, Gu Beihan.

“Father, is there really no way?” Gu Xiangling bit his lip.

She really doesn’t want to marry Nangong Jueyun.

“The election of the young patriarch is about to begin, and it is impossible to end. Now the only hope is that you and song Feichen can defeat Nangong Jueyun, but this possibility is too small.” Gu Beihan shook his head.

“Perhaps, father, you have missed someone.” Gu Xiangling’s beautiful eyes must have said.

“Oh?” Gu Beihan’s eyes flashed.

“Sword childe, ye guchen!” Gu Xiangling said firmly.