"Outer disciple Mu Bei has lost all his meridians and cultivation. He is no longer destined for the path of martial arts and immortality. He is now expelled from the sect and will never be able to enter the Qingyun Sword Sect again!"
The indifferent voice resounded through the hall.
Mu Bei wore a black robe and walked out of the hall.
Outside the hall, there are rows of pavilions and pavilions, which are extraordinary in style.
"As expected, he was expelled from the sect."
"Two years ago, the seven sects in Bei County competed in martial arts, and won the first place among the outer sects for the sect; a year ago, they fought for the silver mine for the sect, fought against all enemies, and won with blood; eight months ago, they uncovered the enemy for the sect.
Sect spies to avoid great damage to the sect’s interests; six months ago…”
"In two years, I have made several great achievements for the sect. I never thought that now my meridians are broken and I am kicked out of the door after only seven days. This is really..."
Not far away, some Sword Sect disciples sighed.
Mu Bei didn't pay attention to these comments, and walked towards the outside of Jianzong, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth.
It is true that he has lost all his cultivation, but it is false that the sect expelled him from the door. They are just cooperating with him to act in a show.
Two years ago, he competed with Mi Shaoqin of the Jiuxuan Sword Sect for the title of the seven outer sects, and he won. This made Mi Shaoqin very resentful of him. In the past two years, he had troubled him more than once for revenge, but unfortunately he failed every time.
Return with success.
Seven days ago, his meridians were all broken and his cultivation was completely lost. After some thought, he went to the top of the sect and asked the sect to reveal the news to Mi Shaoqin, saying that as long as Mi Shaoqin provided one hundred thousand taels of silver notes and one thousand Peiyuan Pills,
Then he expelled him from the sect.
After Mi Shaoqin learned about this, he was naturally willing and begged his elder grandfather to give him the 100,000 silver notes and the 1,000 Peiyuan pills. Then, that day, he got the 50,000 silver notes and 500 Peiyuan pills.
Dan, cooperated with the sect and was expelled.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't this the pastor brother who is number one in our outer sect? He was very powerful not long ago. It is said that he will be promoted to the inner sect very soon. Why was he suddenly kicked out of the door and turned into a homeless dog?"
A man in Tsing Yi with a short knife tied to his leg walked towards this side, with a heavy look of teasing on his face.
Du Kui.
Qingyun Sword Sect, second in the outer sect.
"In the past two years, Du Kui has always been the second in the outer sect and has been suppressed by Mu Bei. He is very resentful towards Mu Bei. Now that Mu Bei has lost all his cultivation and been expelled from the sect, I am afraid that this Du Kui
I won’t let Mu Bei have an easy time!”
"should be!"
Some Sword Sect disciples whispered.
Mu Bei looked at Du Kui with amusement in his eyes.
Facing this look, Du Kui was extremely unhappy and said with a ferocious smile: "Do you think you are still the same Mu Bei you were before? Not anymore! Now, you are just a waste! Do you understand waste?"
Mu Bei glanced at the other party, was too lazy to say anything, and started walking again.
"You want to leave so easily?" Du Kui stopped Mu Bei and stretched out his right foot with a sneer: "The wind and sand are quite strong today, and there is some dust on the shoes. If you want to leave safely, you can, but you must first remove my
Licking your shoes clean!”
As he spoke, he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm, which landed on the toe of his shoe.
"Isn't it a bit too much to humiliate people like this?"
"yes."
Some disciples whispered.
Du Kui glanced over coldly: "Shut up, do you want to die?"
Awed by Du Kui's strength, these disciples immediately did not dare to speak anymore.
Du Kui smiled proudly, turned his head and looked at Mu Bei, pointing to his shoes: "Let's get started."
Mu Bei looked at Du Kui with even more playful eyes.
Du Kui's face darkened and he said sullenly: "You are a useless person, why do you pretend to be serious in front of me? You want to be tortured..."
"Snapped!"
There was a loud slap in the face, and Mu Bei slapped Du Kui on the cheek, interrupting Du Kui's last words, and whipped him many feet away.
Seeing this scene, all the Sword Sect disciples changed their colors.
"Isn't he useless? How can I give Du Kui..."
The path of spiritual practice is divided into five major stages, namely martial arts, Yuan Dao, Xuan Dao, soul Dao and immortal Dao.
Among them, martial arts is divided into the meat-refining realm, the bone-forging realm, the blood-accumulating realm, the qi-nourishing realm, the unity realm, and the transparent realm, which are also called the six realms of martial arts.
Du Kui's cultivation was already at the peak of the meat refining realm, but now, he was slapped by Mu Bei, who had lost all his cultivation, and was sent flying many feet away!
Du Kui lost several teeth, half of his face was swollen, and he was furious.
He was actually slapped in the face by Mu Bei in public!
"I kill you!"
Pulling out the short knife tied to his leg, Du Kui looked ferocious and stabbed Mu Bei with fierce and vicious moves.
Mu Beimian didn't change his expression, he reached out and grabbed the short knife, and pressed it on the opponent's neck.
Du Kui was shocked and angry. He wanted to break free, but found that he couldn't: "Mu Bei! Let me go!"
"If I were you, I wouldn't make such a noise at this time."
Mu Beidao, pressed the short knife on Du Kui's neck with slight force.
Blood and water overflowed instantly.
Du Kui shuddered. His short knife was extremely sharp. If Mu Bei used more force, his throat would be cut off: "You have been expelled from the Sword Sect. Killing me is a challenge to the majesty of the Sword Sect. You...you don't
dare!"
"Try?"
Mu Bei's hand holding the short knife tightened, and the blade instantly penetrated three-thirds of the flesh.
Seven days ago, a nine-color sword fell from the sky and miraculously sank into his body without damaging his body. It instantly destroyed all his meridians and caused him to lose all his cultivation.
However, it also made him have a special skill called "One Sword to End the World" in his mind.
This method can be practiced even if the meridians are broken!
In the past seven days, he practiced this method. His cultivation level has not yet recovered, but his strength has become stronger.
Panic suddenly appeared on Du Kui's face. He was afraid that Mu Bei would really kill him. He begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Mu...Brother Pastor! I...Junior Brother was wrong! Please be merciful, Senior Brother! Please be merciful!"
Mu Bei landed on Du Kui's butt and kicked him two feet away.
At the same time, the short knife was thrown casually, flew past Du Kui's cheek, and completely disappeared into the boulder behind him.
There was a streak of blood on Du Kui's face, his legs were shaking, and his crotch felt wet.
"I was slapped, kicked, and scared to death..."
"How embarrassing!"
Some disciples were whispering.
Mu Bei glanced at Du Kui with disdain, turned and left.