"Dong dong dong..." A melodious bell resounded throughout the Zhenwu Immortal Sect. All the monks who had reached the Nascent Soul stage rushed towards the Zhenwu Hall on the main peak after hearing the bell.
However, at the edge of a cold pool in the back mountain of the Zhenwu Immortal Sect, a naked man seemed to have not heard the bell. He just held a snow-white silver spear and kept waving the spear in his hand.
, stabbing into the calm cold pool, one shot after another.
The bell rang nine times, but the man had already stabbed nine hundred and ninety-nine times. However, there was no ripple in the calm water. It was not until the bell disappeared that the calm water gradually overflowed with wisps of bright red blood, and then
One by one, small fish with their heads pierced floated up.
But in a blink of an eye, it covered the entire Hantan surface.
If someone counts carefully, there are exactly nine hundred and ninety fish.
And every fish has its eyes pierced, without any exception.
If someone saw this scene, I don’t know how horrified they would be. It’s not difficult to kill nearly a thousand fish with one blow, but what’s difficult is that each shot is extremely accurate and pierces the eye of a fish.
, these fish are not dead fish, each one is swimming in the cold pool, with different depths and different distances. How precise it is to stab nine hundred and ninety-nine shots in the time of nine bells.
Marksmanship?
However, there was no pride on the man's face. He just slowly put away the spear in his hand, and was about to walk to the side to pick up his coat and put it on himself, when he saw a handsome-looking man sitting casually on a table.
Standing on a branch of a tree, he looked at himself with a smile.
"Why are you here, kid?"
The man asked as he picked up his coat and put it on himself.
"There's nothing to do. Come and see you..." The man sitting in the tree looked playful and smiling.
"You came here to see my senior sister, right?"
The man holding the spear sneered.
"Zilong, I will be sad if you say that. Although your senior sister is good-looking, she is older than my grandma after all. No matter how hungry I am, I won't like her, right?"
The man sitting on the tree branch said with an aggrieved face.
"It's a good thing that my senior sister is not here, otherwise you would never leave here today..." The man holding the spear is Zhao Zilong from the Zhao family, and the man sitting on the branch of the tree is his good friend Mu Lingjiu.
Mu Lingjiu was originally a disciple of Xuandaomen, one of the three sects of Long Teng. After Taoist Xuandao left the earth with Old Man Long, he inherited the tradition of Xuandaomen. But with the emergence of those hidden sects, Xuandaomen, the former Taoist sect,
Zhishou turned out to be just a peripheral sect of Xuanqing Sect, just like the relationship between Shushan Sword Pavilion and Shushan Sword Sect.
However, what Mu Lingjiu did not expect was that his master, Taoist Xuan, was extremely senior even in the Xuanqing Sect.
Jiu also became the youngest junior uncle in Xuanqing Sect.
However, when he first entered the Xuanqing Sect, no one took this young uncle from the peripheral sect of the Xuanqing Sect seriously. After all, the monastic world respects strength, and a person who has barely reached the true realm is still following the path of martial arts.
What future can this guy have?
But who would have thought that with the help of the majestic spiritual energy of the Xuanqing Sect's mountain gate, Mu Lingjiu cultivated the Nascent Soul in only three months, thus gaining the favor of the Xuanqing Sect's sect leader and bestowing several Xuanqing sects.
Zong has collected the best elixirs for thousands of years, and Mu Lingjiu's realm has advanced rapidly. It only took one year to cultivate the soul, and now he is a super being in the realm of returning to the virtual world.
No one in the entire Xuanqing Sect dared to underestimate this junior uncle who was in his thirties.
The leader of the Xuanqing Sect, Xuan Qingzi, even threatened to pass the position of the leader of the Xuanqing Sect to Mu Lingjiu after he ascended to the throne.
"She should be in the Zhenwu Hall now accepting the order to conquer the Tianwu Sect. How could she come here..." Thinking of Zhao Zilong's incomparably powerful senior sister, Mu Lingjiu's heart palpitated despite her cultivation in the late stage of returning to the void.
.
"Crunt against the Tianwu Sect?
what happened?"
Zhao Zilong was stunned.
"You kid don't know anything at all?"
Seeing Zhao Zilong's confused expression, Mu Lingjiu was slightly stunned.
"what do you know?
I have never left here these days..." Zhao Zilong said curiously.
"You guys are really crazy about martial arts. You didn't even know that such a big thing happened. Ye Xiu is back..." Mu Lingjiu sighed and quickly recounted everything that happened after Langya Secret Realm.
Ye Xiuxiu took on the body of a holy witch and became the Holy Master of the Tianwu Sect. Recently, the Tianwu Sect had several more holy witches, which naturally aroused the fear of various sects.
If this was the case, no matter how fearful the various sects were, they would not be able to openly deal with the Tianwu Sect, but who would have thought that the young demon general who killed many masters of the sects on the battlefield of the Absolute Territory was actually Ye Xiu's son.
The various sects, led by the Penglai Immortal Sect, ordered the Tianwu Sect to hand over the young demon general. Ye Xiu refused, which aroused the dissatisfaction of the various sects and prepared to summon many masters to conquer the Tianwu Sect.
"Is this Long Yao's handiwork?"
After listening to Mu Lingjiu's story, Zhao Zilong frowned and said.
"Well, it is said that the Penglai Immortal Sect spent a huge price to capture the young demon general alive and deliberately brought him to Ye Xiu..." Mu Lingjiu nodded and told some of the gossip he had obtained.
Zhao Zilong.
"This guy is really insidious..." Zhao Zilong snorted coldly.
"Haha, the insidiousness is insidious, but who made Ye Xiu kill so many people as soon as he appeared? Zhao Wuhui from your Zhenwu Immortal Sect, our senior brother Shui Yuanzi from the Xuanqing Sect, and other people...
They all died in his hands. For them, it was just a reasonable excuse to attack the Tianwu Sect..." Mu Lingjiu sneered.
"So, this time the various sects are determined to destroy the entire Tianwu Sect?"
Zhao Zilong frowned.
"Yes, our Xuanqing Sect has dispatched four masters of the realm of returning to the virtual world. The third senior brother who led the team has already survived two heavenly tribulations. I think your Zhenwu Immortal Sect is about the same. With so many masters gathered together,
No matter how lucky that kid is, I'm afraid he will be in trouble this time..." Mu Lingjiu sighed softly.
Although he and Ye Xiu had some minor conflicts, deep down in his heart, he had always admired this guy. Among other things, his ability to survive was top-notch. Many times, when everyone thought he was dead, he would always...
It appears at the most critical time.
However, this time, facing the encirclement and suppression by many sects, he had no chance of survival!