Chapter 579 Change The World

"Mu Yushan!" Ye Hongjian stared at the green-robed old man in front of her, her eyebrows surging with killing intent.

She calmly frowned and sensed the situation around her. Soon, she realized that she was unable to break free from the barrier that suddenly wrapped around her. The only way to break through the barrier was to defeat the old man in front of her.

"Why are you calling him by his first name now?" The green-robed old man asked with a smile.

"You've already forced him to such an extent in all your calculations from the Linglong Pavilion. Isn't that enough?" Ye Hongjian did not have the mood to laugh with the old man. She said again with a calm expression.

The old man seemed to be very interested in Ye Hongjian's attitude at this moment. He raised his eyebrows and pretended to be surprised. "Isn't this all for the sake of the righteousness of life? Why don't you agree with this now?"

Ye Hongjian shook her head, "I've never changed. You've changed."

After saying those words, Ye Hongjian seemed to have lost her interest in talking to the old man again. The sword intent and true essence surged out from her body, and the phantom image of a Divine Phoenix Bird also appeared at that time.

"You want to make a move?" A smile suddenly blossomed on the old man's face. Behind him, vines surged out like poisonous snakes, and he looked at Ye Hongjian with open teeth and claws. The old man asked again, "Do you think you can be my match?"

"Whether you're an opponent or not, you'll only know after you've fought!" Ye Hongjian's eyes were as cold as a sharp edge, and her body flew out abruptly at that time, carrying the true essence of sword intent and the phantom image of the giant Divine Phoenix Bird as she charged straight at the old man.

When the old man saw this, he shook his head again. "Although this child is like a married chicken and a dog, you are too much like him."

After saying that, the old man suddenly stretched out one of his hands, and the vines behind him suddenly surged towards Ye Hongjian like an edict.

Although Ye Hongjian used her Phoenix True Spirit to burn the vines in time, her attack also stopped. The Headmaster saw this opportunity and two more vines flew out. He fiercely whipped Ye Hongjian's body. Unprepared, Ye Hongjian fell to the ground in a sorry state.

"This unstoppable momentum is commendable, but one must know that in this world, saber techniques, swordsmanship, or any other martial arts are like this. There is never absolute. It only cares about one's temperament."

"The child was born from the grass. He had to use all his strength in order to survive. Every step he took was either life or death, so he never gave himself the slightest bit of leeway. This was his temperament and also his Dao."

"But you're different. Your mind is exquisite, and you have a lot of considerations when it comes to matters. With your intelligence, you might be able to obtain some of the essence of this move, but in the end, it will be difficult for you to ascend the Grand Dao with this move."

"So, you won't be able to kill me like this. Let's change the method."

When the old man said this, he stopped his attack and looked at Ye Hongjian with a smile.

The expression on his face was pleasant, like that of a lion and tiger playing with its prey.

Ye Hongjian gritted her teeth and once again raised the sword in her hand to kill the old man.

…

"Grandpa, who are you?" Su Mu'an 's eyes widened as she looked at the smiling white-bearded old man with a long saber on his back.

However, the white-bearded old man did not seem to hear Su Mu'an 's words. He looked at Su Mu'an , and the smile in his eyes was stronger than a breath. "Look at my grandson, he's grown so big. Well, this arm is an arm, and the leg is a leg. It's very beautiful. It's the seed of my Su Clan!" He murmured incessantly.

Under the praise of the old man, Su Mu'an felt a little embarrassed. His cheeks flushed red, but it was as if he suddenly remembered something. His body was excited, and his expression became serious. He looked at the old man vigilantly, "But Grandpa isn't already."

At this point, the little fellow paused for a moment, as if he was taboo about certain words, not knowing how to express them.

"He's already dead?" The old man could see through Su Mu'an 's thoughts. He said what Su Mu'an did not dare to say with extreme calmness.

"No, no." Su Mu'an waved her hand repeatedly, "I told you, how could such a powerful macheteman like Grandfather die? It must be Daddy lying to me."

"Amazing sh*t!" But who would have thought that Old Man Bai Xu, who heard this, would be extremely dissatisfied and loudly say, "Since our Su Clan came to this world, it is his mother's generation that is inferior, especially your father. Speaking of which, I wish I could stuff him back into his mother's stomach. Fortunately, he left a seed for my Old Su Clan."

As he spoke, the old man looked at Su Mu'an again. The anger on his face dissipated at that moment, and he changed into a kind expression at an incredibly fast speed.

Su Mu'an wasn't used to the old man's doting gaze. He hurriedly changed the topic and asked, "Since Grandpa hasn't died, where have you been all these years?"

The old man's gaze darkened when he heard this. He didn't seem to be willing to communicate with Su Mu'an on this topic. He coughed and stiffly changed the topic, "Forget it, let's not talk about this. Your father? Why isn't that little bastard with you? Did he cultivate in the Immortal Realm?"

He didn't know if this topic was too heavy for Su Mu'an . He didn't care about the old man's stiff topic changing. Instead, he said with a lonely expression, "Father… is dead…"

"Dead?" The old man's body suddenly trembled, as if he had been heavily injured, and his face instantly turned pale. "How did he die? Who killed him? Did you mention your father's revenge?"

The old man's anxious attitude and the series of questions made Su Mu'an a little stunned. He didn't know how to respond for a moment. After a long time, he said, "I… My cultivation is not good and I don't have time to avenge father. But since grandfather has returned, we can."

"Bastard!" However, before he could finish speaking, the old man, who had been extremely pleasant to Su Mu'an from the beginning, scolded angrily. "My Su Clan's men have vengeance and kindness. They rely on the saber in their hands. They only have the rules of avenging their father and humiliating Master Tu Xue. How can there be a reason for me to step forward when my son is in trouble?"

Saying this, the old man squatted down and tightly grabbed Su Mu'an 's shoulders. He looked at Su Mu'an with a deep brow and said word by word, "You have to remember this!"

Su Mu'an did not really understand the logic behind this, but out of instinct trust in his grandfather, he still nodded and said, "Mu An has memorized it."

"En, that's good." The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then stood up. "We don't have much time. Come, let Grandpa see how well you've learned my Su Clan's saber technique."

Su Mu'an wanted to learn the best saber technique and be as powerful as his ancestor, but he did not think that this was a good time to preach. He opened his mouth and was about to say something. But at this moment, the white-bearded old man's sharp blade had already whistled towards him…

…

Within the same dark barrier, Chu Chouli, who was similarly dumbfounded, stared blankly at the old man in front of him.

He was dressed in black, and his appearance was too eerie to see clearly. However, Chu Chouli was certain that the outline of the old man's face and the faint smell of alcohol coming from his body would not be mistaken.

Chu Chouli's brain was still in a state of impasse, and he hadn't recovered from it for a long time.

However, the black-clothed old man suddenly extended his hand and pointed at Little Nineteen in Chu Chouli's arms. He said joyfully, "Is this the child of you and Tsing Yi? They are already so old? Come and let me see my grandson."

"Huh?" Hearing this, Chu Chouli finally reacted. He repeatedly waved his hand and was about to explain these things, but before he could say these words, Nineteen, who was hugged by him, seemed to have suffered a great humiliation. He jumped out of Chu Chouli's embrace, put one hand on his waist, and pointed at the old man's nose before shouting, "Pah!" You old bastard, why don't you take a look at what this guy looks like? How could he have the ability to give birth to a beautiful eldest daughter like me? If you want to take advantage of my aunt, there's no way! "

This series of words came out of Nineteen's mouth. Chu Chouli's expression immediately changed greatly. The black-clothed old man was even more dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time before his expression naturally changed a little.

"This little girl … Hmm, she has a lot of personality. I like her. Is she a good successor of my Pirate Sacred Sect?" The black-clothed old man said as if he wanted to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Unfortunately, Little Nineteen had never cared about other people's feelings.

She blinked her eyes, "What is the Thieving Sacred Gate?"

"Don't you know? We are the Thieving Saint Sect?"

"You guys?" Little Nineteen blinked her eyes more and more frequently. Then, she sneered and said very old-fashioned, "Do you want to take auntie as your disciple? Dream on, right?"

The black-clothed old man's expression instantly changed. He was no longer able to maintain his immortal demeanor. He jumped up and pointed at Little Nineteen and scolded, "What an ungrateful little doll! Do you know that my Thieving Sacred Sect is …"

"A little bit." Little Nineteen stuck out his tongue and said with disdain, "I've never heard of a Thief Saint Sect before. This young miss wants to be the number one person in the world. If you want to take me as your disciple, there's no such thing as a sect!"

The black-clothed Taoist was so angry that he raised his beard. He opened his eyes wide and rolled up his sleeves, "I have stolen the Sacred Sect's inheritance for a thousand years."

Seeing that the old man and the young man were about to make an uproar, Chu Chouli, who was standing at the side, was at a loss. He wanted to ask the questions in his heart, but he discovered that he was simply unable to interfere in the quarrel between the old man and the young man.

…

As the only fish that hadn't been pulled into that spirit formation, she stared at Meng Liang with wide eyes. She was very happy to see Meng Liang again, and even felt some emotions that she couldn't express in her heart. However, the current situation made it impossible for her to carefully investigate the origin of this emotion.

"Are you with them?" She asked, puzzled.

Meng Liang also looked at Fang Ziyu with a complicated expression, but in the end, he nodded heavily and said, "Yes."

"What are they going to do to Xiao Han?" Fang Ziyu asked.

Meng Liang looked at the group of black-robed figures that surrounded the youth with a deep brow. A complicated expression suddenly gushed out of his eyes, and he spat out a deep voice.

He said.

"Another day."

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