Chapter 93

There are all kinds of unwilling things in the world of the practitioners. Everyone wants to do something in order to make up for the discontent in his heart, even if it is trivial.

Because I don't have the ability to subvert the whole world, I want to improve the world a little bit.

Looking for the deacon to return to the school, he thought that if there were fewer practitioners who didn't know how to respect people, the grey disciples would have a better life in the future, so he wanted to do his best to improve the situation.

Muyu also doesn't like the fighting and darkness of the Xiuzhen world. In this world with respect for strength, people with high accomplishments rule those with low accomplishments. For treasures, brothers can turn against each other. For selfish desires, human life does not matter.

In the practice world, the evil of human nature can be seen clearly.

But Muyu still loves the world. He has people who are concerned about him. Because of the fetters, he knows what he wants to pursue.

Muyu knows what he lacks, time and strength. He has his own talent, but he has no time to develop his talent. Time does not give him enough strength. So when looking for a deacon to send him a fortune, he knows that this is his opportunity.

Pure spiritual power rolled in and covered the whole body of wooden feather. Muyu sits quietly, and the spiritual power in his body has already turned, leading those spirits into the body and surrounding his own elixir field. It's a slow process, but in this spirit gathering array, the speed seems to increase a hundred times.

Under the guidance of the falling dust mental method, an endless stream of auras washes the meridians of his whole body. He absorbs these auras again and again. He even forgets the time. He only knows that these precious auras may be hard to meet in the future.

One day of practice is equivalent to one month of practice in the past. Everyone will be ecstatic at this terrible speed of cultivation.

At the moment, the Xiuzhen world is very peaceful. Each sect has reluctantly chosen to compromise. They have no ability to resist. Yuanying venerable only covered the sky with his hand. If he refused, the inheritance left by his ancestors would be destroyed. If he agreed, all the inheritance would be left behind, but he would change his name.

We all know that no matter Qingsong alliance or Jiuhua alliance, they can't put so many disciples of the cultivation world in the same place. The Mountain Gate of each sect will not disappear, but will continue to exist in the way of subjecting to the two major sects. However, I am afraid that each sect will be managed by the designated leaders of Qingsong sect and Jiuhua sect in the way of Qingsong sect and Jiuhua sect.

The so-called Qingsong alliance and Jiuhua alliance are just a name. Each disciple will actually be in his own sect. However, the cultivation methods they accept will be regulated by the Qingsong sect or the Jiuhua sect. The elders of the Qingsong sect or the Jiuhua sect will also settle in each sect. In this way, they will gradually change a sect, nibble a sect, and turn a sect into a Qingsong sect The subordinates of.

After all, the reform needs to be carried out step by step. It is unrealistic to change the current pattern of each sect at once.

The Xiuzhen world seems to be very calm, but in fact, it is a undercurrent. The Jiuhua and Qingsong sects are secretly interfering with the people of various sects to make a choice. The small sects are already in a state of panic. Anyone who chooses will offend the other, and the opinions in the sects are not unified, and many sects even have internal conflicts.

Taoist Boyang of Qiantian sect is sitting on the head seat with a livid face. The elders below have been quarrelling over which sect to join.

"Naturally, it's better to join the Qingsong sect. Taoist Qingsong has surpassed Jiuhua Zhenren in the past. The strength of Qingsong sect is obvious to all. Our development after joining the Qingsong school is also beneficial." A red faced old man sticks to his own opinion.

"Elder martial brother Boyuan, this is not true! Xiao Hu, the apprentice of Taoist Qingsong, was killed, but the murderer has not been brought to justice. We all know that it must have been done by the Jiuhua sect, but Taoist Qingsong didn't go to Jiuhua sect to ask for an explanation in person. Does this not mean that Taoist Qingsong is afraid of Jiuhua? In my opinion, joining the Jiuhua school is the right choice. "

A teacher in a gray dress said with a cold smile. The nun seems to be only in her forties and still has charm. Her actual age is over 80. Her cultivation is in the golden elixir.

"Younger martial sister Bohua, everyone knows that you were always ambiguous with the seven birds Taoist of Jiuhua sect. You are afraid that you can't wait to see your old lover and say so?" There was a chubby old man with Qiu beard beside him.

"Boping, if you talk nonsense again, I will cut your tongue!" Abbess Bohua's eyes opened with anger.

"If you have the ability, try it!" The old road of Boping is twisting its beard.

"Have you had enough mischief? Do you still pay attention to me, the leader? " As soon as the Taoist priest of Boyang took a case, the wooden table had already turned into powder. "The sect will die. You don't want to continue the incense of our ancestors. Instead, you are thinking about how to bend down to others and to whom. How can you face the ancestors under the nine springs in the future?"

Taoist boxing, who had a goatee and didn't speak for a long time, laughed: "elder martial brother, you know the current situation better than everyone else. If the inheritance left by our ancestors is so useful, why can't our sect hold its head in the Xiuzhen world? Today, we can only live by chance. What's more "The Taoist priest boxing suddenly showed a sarcastic look: "it doesn't matter whether we pay attention to your leader, because in the future, the leader of this sect may change his master."

"Presumptuous!"

Taoist Boyang stood up, and the cultivation of Jindan wuchongtian broke out. He looked at Taoist boxing angrily, and his anger could no longer be concealed.

Everyone else changed their faces. Taoist boxing also stood up and was forced back a few steps by Taoist Boyang. However, he still had a smile on his face: "elder martial brother, even if your cultivation is higher, how about it? You can only be angry at us. How do you face the real Jiuhua? Immortal Jiuhua says that whoever is in charge of this sect will be in charge of it! "

"Bossing, what do you mean? Have you been bribed by the Jiuhua sect? " Boyuan also stood up and yelled.

Boxing glanced idly at his brother and said, "it's impossible to buy him. Thanks to the admiration of Jiuhua, I just know the current affairs. Elder martial brother, you have been in power for so many years, but our sect has never been able to develop. Let alone that you still cherish each other with the ridiculous falling dust sect and have a good personal relationship. If you don't want to make progress, you are sorry for your ancestors! "

Taoist boxing looked at him fearlessly. The elders of the Jiuhua sect had already approached him and promised to support him to become the new leader of the Qiantian sect if it submitted to the Jiuhua sect. With the support of the elder of Jiuhua sect, why should he be afraid of it?

"Brother boxing is right, but it's a pity that Mr. Bailang of Qingsong sect also called me a few days ago. I know the current affairs as well as you. I'm afraid that we will have our own masters in the future. You are not necessarily the leader of Qiantian sect." Said the stout Taoist Boping.

"You

Taoist Boyang looked at his two younger martial brothers. They had already turned against each other and began to bully their teachers and destroy their ancestral land to discuss the ownership of their leader. Taoist Boyang suddenly burst into laughter. He was very sad. His brothers had been quarrelling for decades, but he always thought that everyone was working hard for his own sect. He didn't expect that it was just his wishful thinking. When the disaster came, they would fly separately. That's a good saying!

"Good! Good! Good

The Taoist priest of Boyang even said three good words, and his whole body momentum suddenly dispersed and became so old. After becoming the leader of the Qiantian sect, he has been conscientious and does not dare to slack off for a moment. He only hopes that the Qiantian sect can get rid of the current predicament as soon as possible. This year, his disciple Gu Yitian finally won the third place.

He has already seen the hope of the future of the school. The Qiantian school is just around the corner, but he doesn't want to be directly doused by the two yuan infants. Now his younger brothers also began to rebel. For a time, he became isolated and helpless. A sense of tiredness hit him, and he felt very tired.

"You're fine."

The Taoist priest in Boyang slowly turned around, and his body suddenly became bent, just like an old man who was about to die in the twilight. He did not go to see the younger martial brothers and sisters who were still in dispute. He left the hall alone, walked back to the ancestral hall, and knelt down in front of the grandmaster.

"Master." Gu Yitian also came in and knelt beside the Taoist priest Boyang. He was not good at speech, and he did not know what to say at the moment.

"Yi Tian, do you think the master is useless?"

The voice of Taoist in Boyang is no longer as cheerful as it used to be, but it has become very vicissitudes, as if he was a teenager. The burden of the sect has been on him for so many years, and he has insisted on it, but today it makes him feel cold. He can't help asking himself, what is he insisting on for so many years?

"No, master, they are ungrateful and deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors. I know that the people of Qingsong and Jiuhua faction tried to find you first, and they were all rejected by you, so that they would be successful. No matter what the master does, I believe the master is right. " Gu Yitian said firmly.

The Taoist of Boyang looks at Gu Yitian happily. At least there is a person who supports him. Although Gu Yitian is usually stubborn and doesn't listen to anyone in the sect, he only listens to Taoist Boyang.

On that day, the Taoist of Boyang took a fancy to Gu Yitian from a group of gray disciples and took him as his apprentice.

Although Gu Yitian's talent is mediocre, he is diligent and diligent. A few months ago, he severely defeated the talents of other sects and made everyone look at him with great admiration. The most proud thing of Taoist in Boyang's life is that he accepted Gu Yitian as his disciple.

"With your qualifications, I'm afraid the Qingsong school and the Jiuhua school will take you away. Your future is not in the Qiantian school, and you don't want to tie you down. No matter which school you enter as a teacher, you have no objection. I just hope that when the Qiantian sect is in crisis in the future, you can support it and be satisfied. "

The Taoist priest of Boyang ordered three incense sticks, put them in the censer, paid homage to them, and then took up the dust to wipe away the dust on the throne.

"Master, I am a disciple of Qiantian sect. I will not join any sect. Where the master is, I will be. " Gu Yitian said.

Taoist Boyang laughed and said, "you don't have to comfort me. I'm old. Following me will only delay you. It's enough for you to have this heart. If you don't want to join the Qingsong sect and the Jiuhua sect, go down the mountain! The farther you go, the better. Go where they can't find you. Physical training is too hard. You have to go down by yourself. If you have the ability, you can go out of the Moyun mountains and go to the outside world. In the ancient books left by the founder, it was said that the real cultivation world is beyond the Moyun mountain range. Unfortunately, it is too difficult to go out. There are many high-level monsters there. If you have this idea, you must be careful. "Gu Yitian shakes his head: "master, I'm not going, you don't want to..."

Taoist Boyang patted Gu Yitian on the shoulder: "don't worry! I'm not going to meet my ancestors underground so soon. Those cruel people bullied their masters and destroyed their ancestors. If I left, the ancestral hall would not be able to survive. I don't care about the affairs of the sect in the future. They can do whatever they want! As long as I live, I will keep it for one day. I can't keep the inheritance left by my ancestor, but I can't let anyone defile the spirit of my ancestor. "

Lonely Yitian looks at Taoist Boyang, and he knows how to go. He heavily kowtowed three times to Taoist Boyang. He stopped speaking and turned away. Now he has no ability to protect his master and his school. Only by becoming stronger can he change all these things. His road is difficult and dangerous, but he must go on for a belief in his heart.

Everyone has something in his heart that he wants to protect, even if it is the cold and lonely heaven.

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