At this time, on the dangerous peak thousands of miles away from the capital.
A door in the side room of the Taoist temple suddenly opened, and a girl of about ten years old walked out of it, jumping up and down towards the main hall.
After a while, she came to the main hall and saw the woman in white whom she had missed for a long time.
"Mom, you've only been back for a few days, are you going out again?" The girl pouted, her face full of reluctance.
The woman in white, who was called Mother, gently touched the girl's hair and said softly: "Yes, Mother is going out to find some young people to come back to the temple... In this way, there will be more people to play with you.
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"Oh," the girl nodded slightly, but then she became a little confused: "Why did they come to the temple? Is their mother here too?"
Life in Guanli was extremely miserable and boring. Apart from eating and meditating, there was not much time to sleep, let alone play together.
From the girl's point of view, unless others are like her and have a mother here, they will definitely not want to come.
This question stunned the woman in white.
She lowered her head and thought for a long time, then said with a wry smile: "Yes, they all have relatives in the temple... When we go up the mountain, we are also their relatives."
The question was answered reluctantly, but the girl didn't seem to care much and asked another question.
"What about daddy? When will daddy go up the mountain?"
Upon hearing the word "daddy", the woman in white's face suddenly changed and she stood up suddenly.
He shouted loudly: "You don't have a father! He is already dead. He died as early as the year you went up the mountain! You have been asking for so many years, don't you believe me?"
The girl was scolded and almost cried out of grievance...
"Daddy, doesn't he want me anymore?" She murmured in a low voice with tears in her eyes.
After a while, she finally ran out crying.
Three days later, the first group of young people from Qingyue City who went to the capital to participate in the Immortal Selection Conference all boarded the carriages provided by the Li family and began their journey to the capital.
They are all teenagers under the age of twelve. They have no idea what fear is. They are full of curiosity and are full of expectations for this trip to the capital.
Many people even fought with others in order to squeeze into the first batch of carriages, until they were pulled away by the Li family's servants.
Lu Xiaoyue, Qin Xiao and others stood on the tower watching this scene, and various feelings suddenly surged in their hearts.
These teenagers have no idea what they are about to face, nor what kind of conspiracy is behind this immortal selection meeting.
Once they leave, they will probably never come back...
Li Yuanxi is the city lord of Qingyue City, so the Li family is also the person in charge of this conference in Qingyue City.
Li Muhong originally intended to tell those teenagers the truth, but Li Yuanxi's words made him give up the idea.
"What do you think: Even if they know the truth, how can they resist?"
Li Muhong thought for a long time and could not think of any effective way to resist.
Not even the Li family can do anything about it, let alone the common people?
The two major sword sects in the capital - Wuying Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect, are forces that are above the secular power. Even the emperor of Hanling Kingdom needs their support to be able to sit firmly.
Who can resist them?
"Mu Hong, I know what you are thinking..." Li Yuanxi patted his son on the shoulder and said seriously: "If you want to take your daughter back, as long as you are strong enough alone, you can make the Lingxu Sword Sect compromise!
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"But... if you want the people of Qingyue City, or even the entire Hanling Kingdom, to stop being mermaids... you need to have an equally powerful force to uproot the Shadowless Sword Sect and Lingxu Sword Sect!
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"And, this is not enough... Don't forget, there are immortal cultivators behind these two sword sects..."
Li Yuanxi's words became more and more serious. Whether it was the two major sword sects or the immortal cultivators, they were all existences that were out of their reach.
The lord of a mere city, the Shadowless Sword Sect only needs to send one master to take his life at any time.
The number one master of the Li family, in the eyes of the Shadowless Sword Sect, is not even as good as a chicken...
Li Yuanxi knew exactly this, so he did not stop anyone coming from the Lingxu Sword Sect back then, and even went so far as to push Butler Lin away.
The price of resisting the two sword sects is too high!
However, now that he saw that his son was promising and had the idea of resistance...he didn't know why he suddenly had the idea to give it a try!
Although the two major sword sects are powerful, if his son is really capable of overthrowing them, he will definitely cheer for his son!
Even at the cost of his flesh and blood, his life...
After listening to her father's words, Li Muhong fell into deep thought.
After a long time, he suddenly raised his head and said with a smile: "Now that I have the qualifications to resist, I have to give it a try... As for whether I can succeed and what will happen in the end, who knows?"
Even if I can't do it, I still have a master... He thought in his heart.
Lu Xiaoyue and his group watched for a long time, watching the carriage carrying the first group of teenagers go away and finally disappear on the other side of the mountain.
"Master, go back..." Qin Xiao couldn't help but suggest: "Let's go back and prepare, it's time to go to Beijing!"
"Yes." Lu Xiaoyue nodded and said with a somewhat complicated expression: "Let's follow the second batch to Beijing and act according to the plan!"
"good!"
Everyone agreed in unison.
Back at the martial arts hall, Lu Xiaoyue went to the practice ground in the backyard and took a look at the disciples who were practicing.
In the past few days after we got together, the effect was very noticeable.
Most of the disciples' martial arts have made breakthroughs by leaps and bounds...especially the new disciples who have made rapid progress after receiving the guidance of the old disciples.
This makes them more confident and loyal.
In addition to martial arts, the mixture of old and new disciples also eliminated the barriers between them.
The new disciples are no longer afraid of the old disciples bullying them, and the old disciples will no longer be superior and look down on the new disciples.
The atmosphere in the martial arts hall became more and more harmonious.
Lu Xiaoyue found Lu Yuantu who was practicing in the corner and shouted softly: "Dad, we are leaving soon."
"Clang!"
The long sword in Lu Yuantu's hand fell straight down, making a clear sound.
After a while, he took a deep breath, picked up the long sword, and said: "Let's go, let's go, I will help you take good care of this martial arts school! Don't tell your mother, let's do it when the time comes.
Let me explain it to her."
"Okay!" Lu Xiaoyue nodded gently.
At the same time, Li Muhong was also saying goodbye to her father, Li Yuanxi.
"Dad, we are going to the capital..."
"Okay! Be careful on the road, and be even more careful when you get to the capital... It's not Qingyue City. Not many people know your father, and no one knows you..." Li Yuanxi patted his son on the shoulder and told him.
"I know...I've been there." Li Muhong nodded heavily.