Chapter 57

The headmaster of Qiantian sect is in full bloom. This year, because of the variable of Gu Yitian, his school will not be at the bottom of the list. This also means that the future rise of the Qiantian sect is hopeful.

It's just that Taoist in Boyang didn't expect that the falling dust sect also produced a black horse, and also cut the Qingsong sect under the horse. This is an unknown variable. At first, the Taoist in Boyang thought that Mu Yu was here to gain insight, but he didn't expect that he was for others.

Mu Yu looks at Gu Yitian on the stage. This is Gu Yitian's seventh competition today. He is facing juexian school, which ranks 16th. Jue Tian sect's strength is relatively weak, and its disciples are only young people from Zhuji erchongtian, who are against the dark horse of Qiantian sect.

"Jue Tian sect, Yang Tianhe."

"Qiantian school, isolated from heaven."

He is indifferent to the God of solitude, holding his broad sword in his hand. The broad sword was more than 500 Jin, but in his hand, it was like an ordinary sword, which was easy to use. Yang Tianhe also knows that Gu Yitian is the black horse. He doesn't look down on this man. Although he can hardly feel the fluctuation of his spiritual power, he doesn't know how to win five games in a row.

Yang Tianhe holds a long stick, which is made of refined iron and is a magic weapon. He danced the long stick, pointed his feet, and chopped toward the lonely heaven. Gu Yitian doesn't have any fancy. He swings his broadsword and strikes with the long stick, and the gold and iron collide. Yang Tianhe felt that his hands were numb and he could hardly hold the long stick.

How powerful this man is!

Yangtianhe was shocked and flew up into the sky. The long stick left his hand and whirled in the air. The shadow of the Taoist stick spread all over the sky and waved to the lonely sky. He knew that if he fought in close combat, there was no chance of winning. The man's brute force was too terrible, so he could only fight with long-range spiritual power.

There is no change in Gu Yitian's face. He just manipulates the broadsword in situ to disperse the stick shadow all over the sky, and then the whole person suddenly disappears in the same place. Yang Tianhe is surprised. He turns around in a hurry, but he has already received a palm on his chest. That palm makes him have no room for resistance and falls directly under the challenge arena.

Gu Yitian turned over and fell down. This is his eighth victory.

Today, all competitions of Qiantian sect have ended, Muyu has won eight victories, and his competition today is over.

"Brother Fengdao, I really looked away. I didn't expect that my nephew had such a talent." Boyang Taoist said with admiration toward the wind and HaoChen, but his eyes remained on Mu Yu.

"Brother Boyang, you're welcome. It's admirable that there are such people in your school." Feng HaoChen said.

Muyu and Gu Yitian look at each other. Gu Yitian has a strong sense of war in his eyes. He seems to regard Muyu as a great enemy. Muyu also stares at Gu Yitian. Feng HaoChen makes him try not to embarrass the Qiantian sect. After all, the Qiantian sect wants to revitalize the sect, while the falling dust sect has no such plan. Those who admit it can do it.

However, Muyu doesn't intend to give up when fighting Qiantian sect tomorrow. He also wants to try how powerful the physical training is. It doesn't matter whether you win or not. It's important to accumulate experience.

Two black horses, one will win.

At night, master was meditating. He promised to go out for a walk. He didn't know where he was. Muyu also left the room, too many things happened during the day today, one thing let him worry about all the time.

Tian ran said that a mysterious man came here to do harm to his master. He would probably go to Taoist Qingsong first. Now Tian ran doesn't know where to go. Maybe he decided to check the situation of Taoist Qingsong by himself.

With his accomplishments in the foundation period, monitoring Taoist Qingsong is really looking for death. Fortunately, he has an unknown ability, that is, the art of controlling wood, which makes his action very convenient. He came to a forest, looked around to make sure there was no one before he got into the tree, and then he went to the place where Taoist Qingsong lived.

It is very simple to find out where Taoist Qingsong lives. Although the Qingsong sect is large, the headmaster's residence is extraordinary. Mu Yu easily finds Taoist Qingsong's room with a few disciples who serve the leader.

Here is an elegant garden. There is a pond in the courtyard, where there are swimming goldfish. Next to them are several peach trees, and the Muyu is hidden in the peach trees. Qingsong Taoist has not come back yet. He specially controls the peach tree and makes it tilt its branches to the window. The window is open and you can see everything inside.

After a long time, Taoist Qingsong finally returned to his room. Some disciples were waiting in the room to change clothes for him. Another disciple came in to wash his feet.

"You go down first." Qingsong Taoist put on his plain clothes and said to the two disciples.

"Yes, I'll leave!" The two disciples backed out and took the door with them.

Qingsong Taoist came to the window and suddenly looked at the peach branch of the window. Muyu was scared. He thought he had been found. However, Taoist Qingsong didn't think too much about it, so he quickly moved his eyes away. He looked at the moon outside the window and didn't know what he was thinking.

For a long time, Taoist Qingsong walked back, then sat down on the bed and began to meditate. Mu Yu watched him breathed and breathed in boredom. He calmly said that the mysterious man might come to find Taoist Qingsong. If it wasn't for tonight, he would have wasted all night. He still has a competition tomorrow!

I don't know where the girl is. I don't know if she's looking for the girl.Muyu didn't wait, because the green Taoist suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't know when a man was standing in the room. Muyu was shocked. He didn't know when the man appeared there!

"Who are you?"

Taoist Qingsong was shocked. He stood up and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him. The other party suddenly appeared in this room, I don't know how to come in, so abrupt, even he didn't notice.

The man was dressed in red and looked very young. He was only seventeen or eighteen years old. He was very handsome. However, the fluctuation of his spiritual power made Taoist Qingsong feel extremely frightened. It was not the cultivation of the golden elixir period. If the other party was not the golden elixir period, wouldn't it mean that the young man in front of him was yuanyingqi cultivation?

How could that be possible!

Muyu did not dare to make any movement in the tree. He looked at the young man in a daze. So young, was he the mysterious man mentioned by Tian ran? If his cultivation is really aimed at the master, the master will be more or less unlucky.

"Are you the highest person here? Unfortunately, there's no one to guide you. It's too difficult for you to reach the age of primipara. " Said the young man in red.

"What's your so profound cultivation here?"

Taoist Qingsong felt threatened. The appearance of the young man was like a huge stone pressing on his chest. He had been in the practice world for so many years. No one gave him such a terrible feeling.

The man in red laughed: "what am I doing here?"

A breath of terror suddenly enveloped the whole room, just like a violent wind swept over the room, wrapping Taoist Qingsong. Taoist Qingsong felt his own insignificance for the first time. It seemed that as long as the other party moved his finger, he would die. That feeling of powerlessness filled his whole body, making him unable to resist any idea.

The breath of the young man in red only appeared for a moment and disappeared, while Taoist Qingsong's whole body was soaked in cold sweat.

"You, are you a primipara?" Taoist Qingsong stepped back in disbelief.

"I'm afraid you've been stuck in Jindan jiuchongtian for at least ten years? How about we make a deal? " Said the young man in red slowly.

Taoist Qingsong took a deep breath and slowly calmed down his heart. Then he asked, "what can I offer you since you have cultivated yourself into the realm of Yuanying?"

"I can help you break through to the baby." The young man in red looked at the green pine Taoist and slowly spat out these words.

"What!" Taoist Qingsong was shocked. He thought he had heard something wrong. Could this man help him step into the infancy he had been dreaming of? Isn't that a dream?

Taoist Qingsong was in a high mood. He had been trapped in the jiuchongtian of Jindan for ten years. He always felt that he could not see through the mystery of Yuanying state. Several closed door attacks ended in failure. He is now a giant in the world of practice, and he is respected by thousands of people. He will never regret who he is.

Only he understood that the situation, which was clearly within his reach, was painful. The ultimate goal of every cultivator is to strike a higher level. He always feels that he has touched the barrier, but he has been unable to pierce that layer of window paper.

"You have always been in the wrong direction of cultivation. Without any guidance, you can only be trapped in the golden elixir jiuchongtian all your life." The man in red continued, "I can help you achieve what you want, so we need to make a deal."

Many thoughts flashed through the mind of Taoist Qingsong. It is really a very attractive thing to become a yuanyingqi. But it is not easy to understand that this time is not easy. He slowly calmed down his mood. He was not a fool. As a benchmark of the practice world, he had 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 hummed: "no way! How can I be humble to that extent? You'd better look for someone else

Let Taoist Qingsong be a servant? If the rest of the Xiuzhen world knew about it, they would think that the young man in red was crazy. What is the identity of Taoist Qingsong? He was the first man in the Moyun mountain range. No one in the whole cultivation world dared to disrespect him. But the young man in red wanted to take Qingsong Taoist priest as his servant?

"You still don't understand what I mean. Let's put it another way. The cultivation of Jiuhua immortal in the Moyun mountains is almost the same as that of you. If I take the leader of Jiuhua sect as a servant, then there is no need for you Qingsong sect to exist. All the proud disciples of your life's foundation will die, so I'll give you a chance to choose. If you don't cherish it, you will end up on your own road. " The young man in red said coldly.

"If I submit to you, what is the significance of the foundation of the Qingsong school?" Taoist Qingsong feels insulted. The leader of Qingsong sect, who is respected by thousands of people, wants to become the servant of others? It's ridiculous!

"You have a daughter named Qingmei. It doesn't seem to be in her room at the moment." The young man in red said casually.

Qingsong Taoist suddenly shocked, when the young man in red talked about the word "Qingmei", he suddenly became restless.

"Qing Mei, what have you done to my daughter?" He opened his eyes. Qing Mei is everything to him. Anyone who is a father will not ignore his daughter."It depends on your choice."

"Mean!" Taoist Qingsong said angrily.

"In terms of cultivation, you are not as good as me. I don't need your daughter to threaten me. Your daughter is just another chip. If you disobey me, there is only one way to die. You are not afraid of death. But you have been in the spiritual world for so many years. I'm afraid you have offended many people, right? How many people will blame your daughter after you die? I don't need to do anything then. Naturally someone will deal with your daughter for me. "

The young man in red snorted, and did not need to take hostages to threaten him with his strength. He mentioned Qingmei just to tell Taoist Qingsong that his daughter would be in a bad situation if he had an accident.

Qingsong Taoist priest was blue and white. The words of the young man in red, like a sharp knife, pierced into his heart. He made the Qingsong school bigger. Naturally, many people offended him. In order to be a leader of the cultivation world, he also did a lot of shady things. Although on the surface everyone is respectful to him, but many people in the heart more or less hate him.

For example, he created the rules of selecting schools, monopolized all the talented students, so that other sects could not get outstanding students. Other schools were afraid to be angry and speechless because of his cultivation. If he died, his daughter's fate would never be better!

Qingsong Taoist priest's tight body suddenly collapsed. He sat heavily on the chair. He was over 80 years old. In his old age, he got a pearl in his eye and loved him very much. That was his heart. Qingsong school is gone, he can rebuild, but there is only one daughter. He loves his daughter even more than his own life.

He sighed, as if he was a teenager again. His white hair fell down, and his heart was struggling.

On the one hand, his dignity is that he has always been the existence of thousands of people in the Xiuzhen world, but now he has to become the servant of a young man in red. Even if he died, he would not do such humble things! But on the one hand, his daughter, as a father, has no choice.

The young man in red is a monk in the period of Yuanying. If he wants to kill a person, how can he get rid of his life with his own cultivation? He can die. What about Qing Mei?

"Plop!"

Taoist Qingsong fell to his knees, and his body trembled. It was unwilling and humiliating. In the past, only others kowtow in front of him, but now he knelt down in front of a young man because of his incompetence.

"Please spare my daughter." Taoist Qingsong kowtowed heavily.

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