The leader of the Qiantian Sect is very happy. This year, due to the variable Gu Yitian, their sect will no longer be at the bottom. This also means that there is hope for the future rise of the Qiantian Sect.
It's just that Taoist Boyang didn't expect that the Luochen Sect would also produce a dark horse, and it would also kill the Qingsong Sect. This was an unknown variable. At first, Taoist Boyang thought Mu Yu was here to gain experience, but he didn't expect it. Give others insights.
Mu Yu looked at Gu Yitian on the stage. This was Gu Yitian's seventh competition today. He was facing the sixteenth-ranked Juetian Sect. The Juetian Sect was relatively weak, and the disciples they sent out were only the second level of Foundation Establishment. The young man from Zhongtian faced off against the dark horse of the Qiantian Sect.
"Jue Tian Sect, look up to the Tianhe River."
"Qiantian Sect, Guyitian."
Gu Yitian's expression was very cold, and he held a broad sword in his hand. The broad sword weighed more than 500 kilograms, but it was like an ordinary sword in his hand, swinging freely. Yang Tianhe also knew that Gu Yitian was a dark horse, and he had no small skills. Look at this man, even though he can barely feel the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, how can he not know about the dark horse who has won five games in a row?
Yang Tianhe held a long stick, which was made of fine iron and was a magic weapon. He waved the long stick, pointed his toes, and struck towards Gu Yitian. Gu Yitian didn't have any tricks, he waved his broad sword, and with the long stick Hitting each other, gold and iron collided. Yang Tianhe felt that his hands were numb and he could hardly hold the long stick steadily.
This man has so much strength!
Yang Tianhe was horrified and flew into the air. The long stick left his hand and was spinning in the air. The shadows of the stick were overwhelming and swung towards Gu Yitian. He knew that if he fought up close, there was no chance of winning. This man's brute force was too terrifying, so he could only Able to fight with remote spiritual power.
There was no change on Gu Yitian's face. He just controlled the broad sword on the spot and scattered the stick shadows in the sky, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared in place. Yang Tianhe was startled, and he turned around quickly, but his chest had already received a palm, and that blow The palm left him no room for resistance and he fell directly to the bottom of the ring.
Gu Yitian turned over and fell down. This was his eighth victory.
All the competitions of the Qiantian Sect have ended today. Muyu has also won eight games, and his competitions today are also over.
"Brother Feng Dao, I really made a mistake. I didn't expect my nephew to have such a talent." Taoist Boyang said admiringly to Feng Haochen, but his eyes stayed on Mu Yu.
"Brother Boyang is too polite, but it's admirable that your sect has such a physical practitioner." Feng Haochen said.
Mu Yu and Gu Yitian looked at each other. There was a strong fighting spirit in Gu Yitian's eyes. He seemed to regard Mu Yu as a huge enemy. Mu Yu also stared at Gu Yitian, and Feng Haochen let He tried not to embarrass the Gantian Sect. After all, the Gantian Sect wanted to revitalize the sect, but the Luochen Sect had no such plans. Those who recognized it could do it.
But Muyu doesn't plan to abstain from the match against the Qiantian Sect tomorrow. He also wants to try out how powerful his physical training is. It doesn't matter whether he wins or not. Accumulating experience is the most important thing.
Two dark horses, one of them will win in the end.
At night, the master was meditating. Chengyan said he wanted to go out for a walk, but he didn't know where he went. Muyu also left the room. Too many things happened during the day, and there was one thing that kept him worried.
Tian Ran said that there was a mysterious person who came here to harm his master. He would probably go to Taoist Qingsong first. Now Tianran didn't know where he went. Maybe he was at Taoist Qingsong's place. He decided to check Taoist Qingsong's situation by himself.
With his cultivation in the foundation-building period, spying on Taoist Qingsong was really asking for death. Fortunately, he had a little-known ability, which was the art of controlling trees. This ability made him move very conveniently. He came to a forest,
After looking around to make sure there was no one around, he blended into the trees and headed towards the place where Taoist Qingsong lived.
It is very simple to find where Taoist Qingsong lives. Although the Qingsong sect is large, the leader's residence is naturally extraordinary. Mu Yu can easily find Taoist Qingsong's room just by following a few disciples who serve the leader.
This is an elegant garden. There is a pond in the courtyard with goldfish swimming in it. Next to it are several peach trees, and Mu Yu is hidden in the peach trees. Taoist Qingsong has not returned yet, so he deliberately controlled the peach trees.
, so that it tilts the branches towards the window. The window is open and everything inside can be seen clearly.
After a long time, Taoist Qingsong finally returned to his room. There were already disciples waiting in the room to change his clothes. Another disciple brought water in to wash Taoist Qingsong's feet.
"You guys go down first!" Taoist Qingsong put on his plain clothes and said to the two serving disciples.
"Yes, disciple, please retire!" The two disciples withdrew and closed the door behind them.
Taoist Qingsong walked to the window and suddenly looked at the peach branches outside the window, which startled Mu Yu. He thought he had been discovered. However, Taoist Qingsong didn't think too much and quickly looked away. He looked
I looked at the moon outside the window and wondered what I was thinking about.
After a long time, Taoist Qingsong walked back, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate. Mu Yu watched him exhaling and taking in his breath in boredom, and Tianran said that the mysterious man might come to Taoist Qingsong. If not tonight, then he would
But the whole night is in vain, he has a competition tomorrow!
I don't know if Tian Ran's girl is also nearby. Mu Yu is speechless when he thinks of that unreliable girl. This girl's origins are also unknown. She is arrogantly looking for people to ask about Jian Ying Chen Feng's whereabouts. She probably attracted that person.
Attention.
Mu Yu didn't wait in vain, because the green Taoist suddenly opened his eyes suddenly, and before he knew it, a person was already standing in the room. Mu Yu was shocked, he had no idea when that person appeared there!
"Who are you?"
Taoist Qingsong was greatly shocked. He stood up and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him. He suddenly appeared in this room. He didn't know how he came in. It was so sudden that he didn't even notice it.
This man was wearing red clothes and looked very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome, but the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from his body made Taoist Qingsong feel extremely palpitated. It was definitely not the cultivation level of the Jindan stage.
, if the other party is not at the Golden Core stage, then doesn’t this mean that the young man in front of him is at the Nascent Soul stage?
How can this be!
Mu Yu didn't dare to make any movement in the tree. He stared blankly at this young man. At such a young age, could he be the mysterious man Tian Ran said? If his cultivation level is really aimed at the master,
Then the master will really be in trouble.
"Are you the person with the highest cultivation level here? It's a pity that there is no one to guide you. It's too difficult for you to reach the Nascent Soul stage." The young man in red said calmly.
"Your Excellency has such a high level of cultivation, what is the purpose of coming here?"
Taoist Qingsong felt that he was threatened. The appearance of this young man was like a huge stone pressing on his chest. He had been in the world of cultivation for so many years, and no one had made him feel so terrible.
The man in red smiled: "What am I doing here?"
A terrifying aura suddenly enveloped the entire room, like a violent wind sweeping in, wrapping Taoist Qingsong. For the first time, Taoist Qingsong felt his own insignificance. It seemed that as long as the other party moved his finger, he would disappear.
, that feeling of powerlessness filled Qingsong Taoist's whole body, making him unable to think of any resistance.
The breath of the young man in red only appeared for a moment and then disappeared, while Taoist Qingsong's whole body was soaked with cold sweat.
"You, are you a Nascent Soul cultivator?" Taoist Qingsong took a few steps back in disbelief.
"I'm afraid you've been trapped in the Golden Core Ninth Level for at least ten years, right? How about we make a deal?" the young man in red said slowly.
Taoist Qingsong took a deep breath, slowly calmed down his heart, and then asked: "Since you have cultivated to heaven and entered the realm of Nascent Soul, what can I provide you?"
"I can help you break through to Nascent Soul." The young man in red looked at Taoist Qingsong and slowly uttered these words.
"What!" Taoist Qingsong was startled. He thought he heard wrongly. This person could help him enter the Nascent Soul stage that he dreamed of? Isn't this just an idiot's dream?
Taoist Qingsong was in a state of turmoil. He had been trapped in the Golden Core Ninth Level for ten years. He always felt that he could not penetrate the secrets of the Nascent Soul Realm. Several attempts at seclusion ended in failure. He is now a giant in the world of cultivation.
Being respected by thousands of people, no one will have any regrets in this life.
Only he himself understood that the situation that was clearly within reach but always just a little short made him miserable. The ultimate goal of every cultivator is to hit a higher realm. He always felt that he had touched the barrier, but he couldn't.
I have been unable to pierce that layer of window paper.
"The direction of your cultivation has always been wrong. No one has guided you. You will only be trapped in the ninth level of the Golden Core for the rest of your life." The man in red continued, "I can help you achieve what you want, so we need to do something
A transaction.”
Countless thoughts flashed through Taoist Qingsong's mind. Being in the Nascent Soul Stage was really a very tempting thing, but he knew that it would not be easy at this time. He slowly calmed down. He was not a fool.
As a benchmark in the world of cultivation, he has a clear mind: "What do I need to pay?"
"You become my servant." The young man in red said slowly.
Taoist Qingsong's face changed slightly, and then he snorted: "Absolutely impossible! How could I, the leader of a dignified sect, be so humble? You should find someone else!"
Let Taoist Qingsong be a servant? If other people in the world of cultivation knew about it, they would definitely think that this young man in red was crazy. What is the identity of Taoist Qingsong? He is the number one person in the Moyun Mountains, and no one in the entire world of cultivation dares to deal with him.
It's disrespectful, but this young man in red wants to accept Taoist Qingsong as his servant?
"It seems that you still don't understand what I mean. Let's put it another way. The Jiuhua master in the Moyun Mountains is almost the same as you in cultivation. If I accept the head of the Jiuhua sect as a servant, then your Qingsong sect will not exist.
Necessary. Your lifelong inheritance and all your proud disciples will die, so I give you a chance to choose. If you don't cherish it, your own path will come to an end." The young man in red said coldly.
"If I surrender to you, then what's the point of the Qingsong Sect's foundation?" Taoist Qingsong felt that he had been insulted. The leader of the Qingsong Sect, who was respected by everyone, wanted to become someone else's servant? How ridiculous!
"You have a daughter named Qingmei. She doesn't seem to be in her room at the moment." The young man in red changed the topic and said very casually.
Taoist Qingsong was shocked. When the young man in red mentioned the word Qingmei, he suddenly became uneasy.
"Qingmei - what did you do to my daughter?" Taoist Qingsong opened his eyes wide and began to panic. Qingmei was everything to him, and no father would ignore his daughter.
"Then it depends on your choice."
"Despicable!" Taoist Qingsong said angrily.
"You are not as good as me in terms of cultivation. I don't need to use your daughter as a blackmail. Your daughter is just another bargaining chip. If you don't obey me, the only thing left for you is death. You are not afraid of death, but you have been famous in the world of cultivation for so many years.
, I’m afraid there are a lot of people offended, right? After you die, how many people will spread their resentment on your daughter? I don’t need to do anything then, someone will naturally deal with your daughter for me."
The young man in red snorted. With his strength, there was no need to threaten hostages. He mentioned Qingmei just to tell Taoist Qingsong that once something happened to Taoist Qingsong, his daughter's situation would be worrying.
Qingsong Taoist turned pale for a moment, and the words of the young man in red were like a sharp knife, piercing into his heart. He single-handedly made the Qingsong Sect bigger, and naturally offended many people. In order to secure his position as the leader of the cultivation world, he also did something
There are many shameful things. Although everyone respects him on the surface, many people hate him more or less in their hearts.
For example, he created the rules for school selection and monopolized all talented disciples, so that other sects could not get talented disciples at all. Other sects dared not speak out because of his cultivation. If he died, then his daughter would
The end will definitely not be easy!
Taoist Qingsong's tight body suddenly collapsed, and he sat heavily on the chair. He was already over eighty years old. In his later years, he got a jewel in his hand, which he loved very much. It was his heart and soul. The Qingsong sect was gone, so he could
Zai Jian, but he only has one daughter, and he loves his daughter even more than his own life.
He sighed, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years, his white hair had drooped down, and he was struggling in his heart.
On the one hand, it is his dignity. He has always been a person above ten thousand people in the world of cultivation, but now he is asked to become the servant of a young man in red. Even if he dies, he will not do such a despicable thing! But on the one hand,
She is his daughter, and as a father, he has no choice.
The young man in red is a Nascent Soul cultivator. If he wants to kill someone, how can he save his life with his own cultivation? He can die, but what about Qingmei?
"thump!"
Taoist Qingsong knelt down on the ground, his body trembling, showing unwillingness and humiliation. In the past, only others would grovel in front of him, but now he knelt down in front of a young man because his skills were inferior to others.
"Please let my daughter go." Taoist Qingsong kowtowed heavily.