The middle-aged man was silent, his sword intent was boiling, and his murderous intent was overwhelming.

The terrifying momentum actually triggered the burial sword pool, and countless broken swords resonated with each other.

The void was filled with "buzzing" and trembling!

Mo Yu frowned, his eyes showed solemnity, but there was no trace of fear.

He did not retreat but advanced, and he stepped forward, but he was just one man, but he was like a thousand troops, with a rainbow of momentum!

Unstoppable!

Unrivaled!

The war is about to break out.

At this moment, the middle-aged man's sword intent suddenly retreated like a tide, his expression returned to calm, and he said lightly: "I believe in you."

Mo Yu was stunned and showed confusion.

"The practice of swordsmanship in this sect reaches the original heart, and can identify good and evil. Just now, you can naturally notice the thoughts in your mind." The middle-aged man smiled slightly and suddenly said, "Do you have a sect background-the-scene?"

Mo Yu's eyes flashed slightly, he took a step back, and his expression calmly, "Do you want me to join the Sword Sect?"

The middle-aged man showed some appreciation, "Not bad."

"Is this your exchange?"

Since it was discovered, it would naturally cost a certain amount of money to recover from the injury using the Burial Sword Pool.

"You can also see it as a sincere invitation." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

Mo Yu was silent, and said lightly, "I can agree to this matter, but I am carrying a heavy cause and effect on my body. The Sword Sect is involved with me. If a great disaster comes in the future, don't regret it."

The middle-aged man's expression froze and looked at Mo Yu's expression seriously, probably to judge the authenticity of what he said.

After a long time, the man smiled bitterly, and obviously realized that he was not lying.

Just when Mo Yu thought that the conversation failed, the middle-aged man suddenly nodded, "Don't regret it! As long as you are willing to join, I am willing to bear all the consequences of my Sword Sect!"

Mo Yu simply nodded, "Okay, now starting, I will officially join the Sword Sect."

He bowed, "Yu Mo, see the sect leader!"

The middle-aged man smiled, "You must have a suitable identity when you enter the Sword Sect. Now the Japanese Sect will accept you as your disciple on behalf of your ancestor Kendozi. Therefore, you must temporarily leave the Sword Sect Burial Pool with this Sect."

Mo Yu frowned and wanted to refuse, but couldn't find a suitable reason. He thought for a while and said, "I don't want to attract too much attention."

"Yes! I will declare to the public that you were a disciple that the teacher had taken during his early years and had just returned to the sect recently. You can just meet your five junior brothers and junior sisters, and you don't have to show up the rest." The middle-aged man's smile became more and more gentle.

"Let's go."

He waved his sleeves, took Mo Yu, and moved away directly.

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Sword Sect Hall.

Jian Wuya and the other five people had a solemn expression. They had just felt that the terrifying sword intent released by the sect leader could make him so cautious, which was enough to show how serious the matter was!

If the sect leader had not been allowed to approach before he was executed, several people had already rushed to check.

"Why did there suddenly no movement? Is the senior brother of the sect leader and senior brother who was plotted?" The old man in black sword robe suddenly spoke, with an anxious face, and the black evil spirit between his eyebrows was surging, and his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

He suddenly stood up, "No, I'm going to go and have a look!"

"Second junior brother, don't worry!" Jian Wuya spoke in a deep voice, "If you take the Sect Master's senior brother half a step into the heavenly path, you will encounter unexpected problems, and it will be useless for you and I to rush there. Besides, I don't think that the Sect Master's senior brother has an accident, so you and I will be patient and wait."

"Third brother, the second brother is right, don't worry." The old woman in the green sword robe spoke to comfort her, "The eldest brother's sword-making practice has touched the way of heaven, and his magical power is unpredictable. Even if the cultivation of the way of heaven is coming, it is enough to fight with it."

At this moment, the void flashed slightly and two figures appeared.

The old man with black sword robe looked happy, "Sect Master!" His eyes fell on the latter, and a trace of evil spirit appeared on his eyes, "Who is this person?"

The middle-aged man Yu Guang swept over and saw Mo Yu look calm and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, junior brother, Yu Mo is a friend but not an enemy, and I have decided to accept him as his disciple on behalf of the teacher."

The old man in the black sword robe frowned and his eyes were surprised.

Jian Wuya, the old woman and the other four were also surprised.

But obviously, they were very convinced by the middle-aged man, and no one questioned him even if he was puzzled.

The middle-aged man looked relieved when he saw this, and turned around and looked solemn. "Yu Mo, the master Jian Daozi failed to break through the realm and was buried between heaven and earth. You and I don't have to stick to the red tape. If you worship the heaven and earth, you will be considered as a teacher's ceremony. This sect and five junior brothers and sisters are witnesses of this matter."

Mo Yu nodded, turned around and knelt on one knee, "Yu Mo, worship the teacher!"

After a bow, there was a sword ringing in the void, resounding through the sky!

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly brightened and his eyes showed joy.

Jian Wuya and others were also shocked inexplicably.

"Haha! From now on, Yu Mo, you are our seventh junior brother!" The middle-aged man looked kind, "I am the teacher's eldest disciple, famous Jian Wudao, who is in charge of the Sword Sect."

He stretched out his hand and pointed, "The white sword robe is the second senior brother Jian Wuya. The black sword robe is the third senior brother, Jian Wusheng. The cloud pattern sword robe is the fourth senior brother, Jian Wuxiao. The dilute sword robe is the fifth senior brother, Jian Wuhen. The blue sword robe is the sixth senior sister, Jian Wuin."

Mo Yu nodded and bowed, "See all the senior brothers and sisters."

"Junior brother, please don't give me a gift." Jian Wuya and others spoke.

Jian Wudao smiled slightly and took out a token, "Seventh Junior Brother, this order represents your identity. Holding it in your hand, you can freely enter the Sword Sutra Tower, comprehend the collection of my Sword Sect for all generations, and collect the secret script of swords. It should be helpful to you. In the future, if you are willing, you can go to Fengjian Pavilion to find a Ruyi Sword."

Mo Yu hesitated for a moment and still reached out to take it, "Thank you, senior brother." Although there is no free lunch in the world, he did not notice the malice on Jian Wudao.

Of course, more importantly, the secret sword in the Sword Classic Tower can help him recover from his injuries faster!

"The ceremony has been completed, junior brother doesn't have to delay any more, just go there." Jian Wudao said with a smile.

Mo Yu bowed, greeted everyone, turned around and strode away.

When his back disappeared, Jian Wusheng spoke first, "Senior Brother, what do you mean?"

Jian Wudao did not answer, but asked, "Junior Brother Seven has not been here for a short time. Have you ever sensed it clearly? What kind of cultivation is he?"

"Demigod..." Jian Wuyi's voice stopped abruptly.

The other people also had horror in their eyes.

The ability to make the senior brother of the sect pay so much attention and accept disciples on behalf of the master is enough to show Yu Mo's strength. It is obviously impossible to have a semi-god level, even if he has the most powerful talent!

This is the only explanation: Yu Mo's cultivation is far above them.

Seeing a few people reacting, Jian Wudao spoke lightly, "Actually, Brother Wei can only vaguely detect that his cultivation should be the imperial level. But in the seventh junior brother, I felt a strong threat. This is the sensing that I have produced after I touched the way of heaven, and it is normal for you to not notice it."

He paused for a moment, his eyes became extremely deep, "So, my teacher on behalf of him was also hoping to gain more vitality for my Sword Sect."

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