The tall young man said: "Let me tell you, who in the world doesn't know that the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord has no disciples at all? How could you, senior brother, take his words seriously!"
The round-faced middle-aged man smiled lightly and said: "It is true that the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord has no disciples, even if he does have disciples, it is absolutely impossible for him to be this person.
Anyone who can become a disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord must be an evildoer among monsters. In addition, as a disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, he will walk with his nose in the air and not look at people with his eyes.
How could such a person be so proud? How could he be as polite as he was just now when talking to outer disciples like us?"
"Indeed!"
The tall young man said angrily, "I have seen this kind of guy too many times! It's just that I have read too many legendary stories and thought that like the protagonist in the story, I would be favored by an expert, accepted as a closed disciple, and rise to the top in one step."
"Isn't that right? So far this month, I have met more than a dozen people. But this guy is the loudest! He directly said that he wanted to see our sect leader, and also said that he was a disciple of the Thousand Faced Demon Lord. He
Here..."
The round-faced middle-aged man pointed to his temple and said with a slight smile, "I'm afraid there's a big problem."
Several figures hurriedly walked from the front.
"Senior Brother Huang, Junior Brother Yun, Junior Brother Chen, where are you going in such a hurry? Have you had lunch?" The tall young man looked at the people coming towards him.
The middle-aged man known as Senior Brother Huang kept walking, even sped up a bit, and replied:
"How can I still think about having lunch at this time?"
Another person said: "Senior Brother Huo, Senior Brother Sun, hurry up and come with us! I just got the news that the young master has just come out of seclusion and is in a good mood. He is guiding the junior disciples at Xuanwu Hall!
The young master has a gentle personality and treats us outer disciples equally. If we go there quickly, we should be able to get his guidance. If we miss this opportunity, we may have to wait until the next time!"
"Yes! Come on, come on, don't eat. The ones who teach us swordsmanship on weekdays are just a few inner sect brothers, and they are no match for the young master. The single-round swordsmanship, let alone the inner sect disciples, is
Among the elders, there are few who are stronger than the young master!"
The tall young man and the round-faced middle-aged man looked ecstatic, joined the group of several people, and left in a hurry.
Originally, they wanted to send Yang Mu away after eating. In this way, they directly threw Yang Mu into the background. Yang Mu waited for more than half an hour, but still no one came.
"Those two guys didn't go to their sect master to report my identity at all? Or, they went to report it, but the other party didn't believe that I was a disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord?"
Yang Mu realized that there was obviously something wrong here.
If he believed that he was a disciple of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, he would never be so negligent. Even if the sect master did not come out to greet him personally, he would send an elder out to take him in anyway.
He didn't know which part had the problem, but he didn't want to wait any longer and walked in.
After a while, he heard the sound of fighting coming from ahead.
It's unlikely that anyone would come here to cause trouble. Yang Mu thought about it and guessed that it might be the disciples of the Qingmu Sect who were competing with each other, and immediately walked towards the direction where the sound came from.
Not long after, I saw a large group of Qingmu Sect disciples crowded together in the main hall in front of me. Some even jumped directly onto the walls or trees. Everyone's eyes were looking in the same direction.
Yang Mu kicked off his legs and jumped steadily to the five-meter-high wall. He followed everyone's gaze and saw a young man with delicate features.
In front of the young man, two people were fighting, and one of them happened to be the tall young man among the two people he met earlier.
"Young Master is worthy of being a Young Master. I have long noticed that there seems to be something wrong with my cultivation, but I just can't figure out where the problem lies. Even the inner disciple who guides me in my cultivation can't figure it out. The result is small.
Master only took a few glances and pointed out the key points one by one!"
"Yes! I originally planned to go on a trip a few days ago, but I was delayed because of something. I thought I was unlucky, but now it seems that I am so lucky! This kind of opportunity doesn't happen once in several years. If I miss it,
That’s the real bad luck!”
"Isn't that right! Although the young master has always been gentle and answered all questions, the elders have warned everyone not to disturb his cultivation."
"The young master is in such a good mood. Is it because he has made some progress in his cultivation? Could it be that he has already entered the seventh level of the snake and dragon realm? That is a big hurdle!"
…
Yang Mu listened to the comments from others and roughly understood what was going on.
He glanced around and soon saw that another person he had seen before, the round-faced middle-aged man, was also among the crowd.
"They happened to meet this little master and came here to ask for his guidance, so they forgot about me?"
Yang Mu frowned, but he didn't feel much resentment in his heart.
When Pang Ruhai heard that he could do something for him, he was so excited that he burst into tears. This shows how difficult it is for ordinary cultivators to get a chance.
For these ordinary disciples of the Qingmu Sect, it is extremely rare to get guidance from this young master, so it is understandable that they would forget about his matters.
"Sixth level of snake dragon realm?"
His eyes once again fell on the young man with a somewhat immature face.
From the discussion of the Aoki Sect disciples on the side, he heard that this person was at the sixth level of the Snake Dragon Realm.
It's okay to be at the sixth level of the Snake Dragon Realm. The problem is that this person looks younger than him. As expected, he should be under 20 years old.
"Younger than me, the realm is still above mine! How can there be such a person in a second-rate force? If you were at the level of Wandao Boundless Sect, I'm afraid you could just casually find a group of people younger than me, with a realm higher than me!
Still above me?"
Yang Mu grinned, feeling a little stressed for no reason.
But he didn't want to think about it, even if he was much younger than him, at what age did he start practicing, and how old was he?
If you compare the length of cultivation years, any 10-year-old child in the world of mountains and seas will spend longer than him!
Bang!
The two people competing in front of the young man decided the winner.
The tall young man that Yang Mu had seen before had a bloody mark on his abdomen. He slapped his opponent away with a sword, and then looked at the young man expectantly, as if he was waiting for the other party's praise!
"Huo Yi, your swordsmanship has improved recently!"
"The fighting style is more fierce than before, and the momentum is stronger! It makes him shine in front of the young master."
…
Facing the expectant gaze of the tall young man, the young man frowned and commented: "It's a mess!"