When Gu Qingling first came to the mountain, he was a lower immortal. He was taciturn and not good at words, so he was assigned to be the chef of the Tianshan Sect.

There are about a dozen disciples in the kitchen, headed by a fat senior brother who is as strong as him.

With his bulging belly, he took Gu Qingling to where they lived, and then smiled and said to Gu Qingling that this will be your home from now on.

At that time, there was only one disciple of Tianqian Sect, Yu Ziqing, and the rest were all inner disciples of Dikun Sect. They were arrogant and domineering and did not take the outer disciples seriously at all.

Gu Qingling had also been bullied by them. The fat senior brother always comforted him by saying that those people were just like that, arrogant, so ignore them and eat more.

Then he slowly served him a bowl of rice with a smile.

Gu Qingling also asked Fat Senior Brother what his name was. He smiled shyly, with all the flesh on his face piling up, and said just call me Fat Senior Brother.

Gu Qingling regarded the inner disciples as the people he hated the most, and he told from the bottom of his heart that he would never become such a person in the future.

He practiced swordplay, washed and selected vegetables every day, and then joked with Fat Senior Brother. His life was so happy that he almost forgot about practice. Several years passed like this, until that day, Fat Senior Brother ran away in a hurry Go to the stove.

Gu Qingling was fanning the fire with a fan in her hand.

Junior Brother Gu, what's wrong, Senior Brother Yu was about to go down the mountain after killing the leader, and all the disciples went to stop him.

Gu Qingling and Yu Ziqing didn't have many interactions, but at the insistence of the fat senior brother, Gu Qingling still went.

Because the name Yu Ziqing was once the object of admiration in the minds of many disciples. He was the only disciple of the Tianqian Sect and the most talented disciple in the past century. In the eyes of the inner disciples, they may be jealous or hate him. But in the eyes of the outer disciples, His status is even higher than that of Mu Yunqi, who is still an elder.

Gu Qingling finally saw the Yu Ziqing that people said. He was dressed in white and walking among the crowd holding a black giant sword. Every time he took a step forward, the disciples took a step back, with extremely solemn expressions on their faces.

Until Gu Jiu ordered the arrest of Yu Ziqing, regardless of life or death. The inner disciples rushed towards him like crazy. They all wanted to kill Yu Ziqing and prove their strength by killing him. Gu Qingling watched from a distance in the crowd. Gu Jiu, who was giving orders, felt that his eyes were full of hatred and jealousy.

As for Yu Ziqing, he lowered his head and looked sideways at the sword in his hand, his eyes unable to hide the endless sadness, and Gu Qingling also felt that kind of sadness.

To this day, Gu Qingling can still remember the face of the fat senior brother who died. He suppressed a smile and touched Gu Qingling's face.

"Junior Brother Gu, I know you are very strong and talented. I also know that you don't want to be one of those inner disciples who squeeze each other out in order to get Master's attention. But you have to know that with greater ability comes greater responsibility! Junior Brother! "fat

Senior Brother gasped, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was particularly glaring. "I don't hate Senior Brother Yu, he is just fascinated, but Junior Brother, you are different from us. You are destined to be the leader of this world. So. No matter how much you don’t like that kind of life, you have to stand up, not just for yourself, but for all the people in this world!”

It turned out that he had already seen it. He had already seen that the boy who was usually taciturn and taciturn actually had unlimited potential.

The fat senior brother is dead. The fat senior brother who usually took care of Gu Qingling the most is dead. He didn't want to come forward, but he was pushed forward by Gu Jiu and his group because they were cannon fodder of the Tianshan Sect. He was stiff when he died. The face still appears in front of Gu Qingling's eyes, reminding him all the time.

If he had been strong enough at that time, if he could have stopped Yu Ziqing, the fat senior brother would not have died.

Only then did Gu Qingling realize the sadness in Yu Ziqing's eyes at that time.

It was also from that time on that Gu Qingling stopped covering up and practiced the Heaven Control Technique to the extreme. It was also the time for the selection of inner disciples that year.

Gu Qingling slowly walked up to the martial arts stage and stood on the competition stage amidst everyone's boos, holding a thin sword in his hand.

At that time, he had already entered the Golden Immortal, and was very close to the peak of the Golden Immortal. And the five senior brothers who were assessing the inner sect disciples were also the inner sect disciples who had just been changed to the Tianqian sect.

"Are you a disciple from the dining room? Go back and make lunch!" The five disciples laughed and looked at Gu Qingling, who was standing on the stage holding a sword.

They were teasing him because they looked down upon him. There were several people before him who had wanted to compete for this spot, but they were all defeated. The swords in their hands were broken into two halves, and they climbed down from the martial arts platform in shame.

It is almost impossible to become an inner disciple from the competition. In the past few years, almost no one has been able to achieve it. Therefore, except for those stubborn outer disciples, they will choose to go up and get beaten up and then walk off the stage in despair. Almost no one would choose to go into the ring.

But Gu Qingling came up. He was not only an outer disciple, but also an outer disciple in charge of food.

How powerful could a disciple who worked as a caterer be? They didn't even want to explore Gu Qingling's strength.

Only Mu Yunqi and the three elders sitting far away frowned slightly.

A kitchen disciple with Jinxian strength? Interesting.

Because he was able to practice to the Golden Immortal level at such a young age, his talent has almost reached the level of an inner disciple.

"You all come together!" Gu Qingling looked at the sword in his hand. It was a very ordinary sword, but it had extraordinary significance.

Because that is the sword of Fat Senior Brother.

As soon as those words were spoken, the expressions of the five senior brothers changed. They may have never thought that there would be such a rampant disciple. And many disciples in the audience were also in an uproar, and they all talked about the man in front of them.

Did you take the wrong medicine?

Almost every disciple who stepped forward to challenge would choose the weakest one among them, but he actually wanted to challenge everyone.

They winked at each other and rushed forward, wanting to teach this arrogant junior brother a lesson.

But they returned in defeat. They were defeated by Gu Qingling alone.

They who did not use the Dragon Song Sword had no advantage at all in Gu Qingling's hands, but were severely damaged by his Heart Technique.

"The Art of Controlling the Heavens." Mu Yunqi looked at the disciple standing in the center of the martial arts platform, his body shining with lightning, and softly uttered these three words.

Even the seven earth-level mental techniques of the Tianshan Sect are divided into levels.

The mental methods of cultivating the mind in the three chapters of "taking pictures, no intention, and no thought" are of low quality.

Feixian, Yujian, Yutian, Kunlun, the four great laws of mind are top grade.

It becomes more and more profound and unfathomable from back to forth. Since ancient times, few people have been able to obtain one of these articles for practice.

Gu Jiu was only cultivating low-level Wuxin, so when he saw Gu Qingling using the Heaven Control Technique, the anger in his eyes almost shot out and burned Gu Qingling in front of him to ashes.

He was the disciple of the Tianshan Sect, other than Yu Ziqing, who had the highest level of practice in the Heart Techniques, but Gu Qingling had completely surpassed him, and more than a little bit.

The three elders were only practicing Liu Ying and Kunlun, while Mu Yunqi was practicing Fei Xian, who was ranked first among the top rankers.

Now there are people who have mastered the Heaven Control Technique, which naturally surprises him. Everyone who can cultivate the seven-door heart method formula thinks that they have the potential to break through to the Taihe Immortal.

It was not easy for Gu Qingling to win. When he defeated the five senior brothers, he was almost exhausted and there was not much energy left in his body.

He had to struggle to support his body with his sword to prevent himself from collapsing to the ground. As for the five senior brothers who were defeated and unable to get up, they looked at Gu Qingling as if they were looking at a monster.

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This monster reminded them of Yu Ziqing, who defeated numerous disciples with just one sword attack twelve years ago.

Gu Qingling did not feel happy after defeating the five inner disciples who joined forces. He just looked at the sword in his hand.

The sword left behind by Fat Senior Brother was already riddled with holes and scars.

Still failed to protect it! This was what Gu Qingling was thinking about at that time.

Mu Yunqi stood up from his chair. He looked at the many disciples who were in an uproar and the three elders who were talking about it.

Announced loudly that from today on, Gu Qingling will be the third disciple of Tianqian Sect.

Gu Qingling's hand holding the sword finally relaxed, and he collapsed on the ground, looking at the flying clouds in the sky.

The Kunlun realm is very close to the blue sky, as if you can reach out and touch it.

He smiled slowly, Fat Brother, I finally did it.
Chapter completed!