Cross catastrophe

Chapter 30
Not every immortal cultivator can maintain rational thinking when faced with the invitation of the world's number one suzerain, Jun Mo.

I am afraid that most teenagers will be so excited that they will not know what to say.

Ye Luo, however, sat there and thought seriously, which in his opinion, was already very rare.

"Master is on top, please accept the disciples!"

Ye Luo stood up, looked straight, and bowed down solemnly.

Straightforward, direct, and without sloppiness.

However, Jun Mo stopped his movement with a wave of his hand, and said with a slight smile: "Wait, don't worry, it will definitely not be so simple for me, Jun Mo, to accept a direct disciple. There must be a formal ceremony anyway."

When Ye Luo heard his words, he instinctively thought of the apprentice ceremony in the Yanmen Pavilion.

However, what he didn't expect was that this time the apprenticeship ceremony was even more grand than in the Yanmen Pavilion.

After all, this Haotian Sect is not a hidden sect like Jiulong Island and Yanmen Pavilion, it is truly the largest sect in the world!

There are countless disciples in the faction, and when they gather together, there is no place to stand on the square in the faction.

But when he heard that Jun Mo, the patriarch of the Haotian sect, had taken his own disciples, the entire sect and Chang'an City were blown up.

No one could have imagined that the suzerain Jun Mo, who had not accepted apprentices or had no disciples for many years, suddenly wanted to accept a personal disciple at this moment.

And this direct disciple was not a monk in the sect before, but an immortal cultivator from the outer sect.

This immediately made many disciples of the Haotian Sect who thought their aptitude and strength were incomparably outstanding, feel very jealous and unwilling.

Standing on the high platform, Ye Luo could even feel the strong resentment coming from below.

But he didn't care, and stood there calmly, respectfully bowing to Jun Moxing who was sitting in front of him.

This set of etiquette is very cumbersome, but Ye Luo has already done it once in the Yanmen Pavilion, and this time he is naturally very familiar with it, so he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it.

As the guardian of the Great Tang, the Haotian Sect's status is naturally lofty enough. Therefore, the suzerain Jun Mo accepted the disciples, and the Li family of the Great Tang royal family also sent people to attend this apprenticeship ceremony.

Afterwards, the name Ye Luo spread throughout the world overnight.

The world knows it!

All the famous sects in the world know that Jun Mo, the suzerain of Haotian Sect, has taken in a direct disciple named Ye Luo.

People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, but at this time, Ye Luo is full of distress.

Because of the great fame, it brings not only glory, but also all kinds of slander, and... all kinds of inconvenience!
Needless to say slander, the forest is big, and there are all kinds of birds. This Haotian sect is called the largest sect in the world, and there are more than ten thousand disciples under it. Naturally, there are all kinds of monks. Inevitably.

Many people felt very jealous of Ye Luo becoming Jun Mo's direct disciple, and the slander behind his back came naturally.

"Did you know that some people say that Ye Luo is actually the illegitimate son of the suzerain, otherwise, with his little cultivation and aptitude, how could he be favored by the suzerain?"

"Do you know this young man who was accepted as a direct disciple by the suzerain? The whole family of this kid died. I don't know how long he was wandering outside, but he was picked up by the suzerain!"

"Hey, who knows what the suzerain is thinking? With my aptitude and cultivation, I was not accepted as a direct disciple, but was replaced by a fool who came out of nowhere... "

"This kid really has the luck against the sky, to be able to be favored by the suzerain! A direct disciple, that is a direct disciple! With the suzerain's personal teaching, even a stupid bird can cultivate into a fairy what!"

"..."

And so on, such jealous words almost filled the entire sect.

Although most of them said behind Ye Luo's back, he still had to hear some.

Fortunately, Ye Luo's Dao heart is strong enough, and he doesn't care about these slanders and gossip.

He yearns for the immortal way wholeheartedly, and avenges his clansmen wholeheartedly, other things are not in his eyes.

However, when he was asked to investigate, he found out that his identity had brought him so much inconvenience.

When he went to any department in Chang'an City, everyone would treat him respectfully, but they would not give him anything substantial.

Regarding the massacre in the Ye Mansion that year, it has long been an unsolved case, and no one knows the details.

Even if some people knew some clues, they kept silent.

This made Ye Luo very helpless.

However, he also knew that this must have been a greeting from above.

Because of his identity, he brought too much pressure on the government, and he just wanted to send himself away as quickly as possible, so he would not reveal anything substantive.

He wants to continue to investigate the matter of the family being wiped out at this time, it is impossible to reach the sky.

All of this is because he is the direct disciple of Jun Mo, the lord of Haotian Sect!
However, he has no way to feel any dissatisfaction with Jun Mo, because, no matter what, Jun Mo is for his own good.

What an honor to be a direct disciple. Countless monks are fighting to become the direct disciple of the suzerain Junmo but can't!
He walks in Haotian Sect, no one dares to show any disrespect to him.

At least, on the surface.

Therefore, for Jun Mo, the No. 1 man in the Yuanshen stage who rescued him back then, there is only gratitude in his heart.

In desperation, he had no choice but to give up the investigation, and instead returned to the Haotian Sect, and began to practice in seclusion.

strength!

He has clearly realized that even in the world of immortal cultivators, there are still good and bad, and there are still strong and weak. Only with enough strength can he be able to protect the people around him. To be able to avenge my parents and relatives...

Just like now, if one's own strength is strong enough to ignore any rules and regulations, then this investigation will be much easier.

And after retreating and practicing, he truly understood the strength of the world's largest sect, which was completely beyond his imagination.

There are countless powerful immortal skills and rare elixir everywhere, and in the Treasure Pavilion, there are countless magic weapons handed down from ancient times.

The power of these magic weapons is unparalleled, and they have the power to overwhelm mountains and seas.

However, today's immortal cultivators don't need to be in ancient times, and not many immortal cultivators can fully display the power of these magic weapons, so they are destined to be dusty here.

Also, what shocked him the most was that the Frost Sword Technique and Xuanming Saber Technique he had practiced before... turned out to be incomplete!
But the real Frost Swordsmanship and Xuanming Swordsmanship come from Haotianzong!
He originally thought that the Frost Sword Technique was the unique fairy technique of Jiulong Island, and the Xuanming Saber Technique was the unique secret book in the Yanmen Pavilion. At that time, after he practiced the Xuanming Saber Technique in the Yanmen Pavilion, he swore that in the future, He would definitely not use the Xuanming sword technique to deal with the immortal cultivators in the Yanmen Pavilion.

Of course, at that time, he would never have imagined that he would become the disciple of Patriarch Wuji in a blink of an eye, and become the ancestor-level existence that other Yanmen Pavilion immortal cultivators could only look up to.

Therefore, in the second month after retreating, he began to comprehend the true Frost Sword Technique and Xuanming Sword Technique without any omission.

He lived a very fulfilling life. After waking up every morning, he began to practice Hunyuan Sanqing Yiqi Jue, and at the same time took several spiritual pills to increase his cultivation.

After that, he began to practice Frost Sword Technique and Xuanming Sword Technique.

He could really feel that his strength was improving little by little, and his cultivation was also rising little by little.

The feeling of being filled with such power and strengthening the soul is really wonderful.

After practicing for so many years, he has never felt the importance of strength like this.

He has never been so eager to be strong like he is now!

His combat power is improving every day!
Three months later, his cultivation base successfully broke through to the fourth level of foundation building, and he also thoroughly comprehended the Frost Sword Technique and the Xuanming Saber Technique.

Of course, a thorough comprehension does not mean that the comprehension of this fairy law has reached the strongest!Without actual combat drills, without tempering between life and death, it is impossible to call it a complete understanding!
It takes actual combat to progress and strengthen.

In his capacity, all the classics in the Sutra Pavilion are completely open to him.

But when he happened to browse through the classics in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he discovered something that shocked him——

Back then, in the cave left by the ancient immortals in the Green Bamboo Island, after taking the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir, the powerful immortal technique that I comprehended was actually a style in a classic of immortality!
And this book of immortality is called Chiyan Spearmanship!

At the beginning, he used the heart-chasing stab to successfully kill the powerful demon ghost.

Only by using the long spear to cast the heart-chasing stab can its power be brought into full play!
"The number one faction in the world really deserves its reputation!"

In his heart, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Afterwards, he put all his attention on this Chiyan marksmanship.

But the power of the Chiyan marksmanship is so terrifying, it is much more difficult to comprehend it.

It took him a whole month of hard work before he had a rough comprehension.

However, the most important thing right now is that among the magic weapons, there are too few spears.

In the Treasure Pavilion, there is a long spear magic weapon. However, the long spear is forged using the deep sea iron that has been forged for thousands of years. It took 100 years to temper it, and it took another 100 years to finally take shape.

This magic weapon handed down from the ancient times is called the Red Flame Spear, which coincides with the name of this skill. It was famous for its fierceness in the ancient times. It is said that it killed many ancient beasts.

However, Ye Luo's current cultivation base is too low, and he can't use it at all.

With the spiritual power in his dantian, he might be drained in an instant.

In desperation, he could only use the sword as a spear to practice the Chiyan marksmanship.

In this kind of training, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his cultivation base has also steadily improved.

And gradually, he faded out of sight of many warriors in Haotian Sect, and few people talked about him anymore.

After all, after the emotions of jealousy and unwillingness are vented, it's fine, and it doesn't make much sense to hold on to it and brood over it.

For a cultivator, one's own cultivation is the most important thing, becoming a direct disciple is just getting closer to the road of immortality!

In the end, it depends on one's own penance.

Time flies like a white horse, a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Relying on the medicinal power of a large number of Nine Rank Golden Pills remaining in his body, Ye Luo successfully raised his cultivation to the eighth stage of the Foundation Establishment Stage by relying on the inexhaustible spiritual pills to increase his cultivation.

After reaching the foundation building stage, his cultivation base growth rate was much faster than that of the body training stage.

Of course, there are also reasons why its foundation is sufficiently solid.

Under the guidance of the suzerain Jun Mo, Chi Yan's marksmanship finally had a substantial comprehension.

Jun Mo's strength, in this world, is almost firmly ranked first, and in a few words, he pointed out the essence, which made Ye Luo suddenly realize.

Although the way of refining weapons has long been lost, Jun Mo still found his old friend and forged a long spear magic weapon for Ye Luo, and Jun Mo personally blessed the magic circle for the magic weapon.

This spear was finally named——Fen Tian!
The power of the Burning Sky Spear, compared to the Scarlet Flame Spear, is of course quite different, there is a world of difference, but it is suitable for Ye Luo to use now.

Every time he dances, there will be flames surrounding the body of the gun and swaying towards the surroundings, which is extremely miraculous.

Jun Mo is also very satisfied with Ye Luo's growth in cultivation.

The last time he saw Ye Luo, he saw Ye Luo's strength, and he even praised: Under the foundation building period, you are already No.1!
However, Ye Luo always felt that Master Jun Mo looked at him with an inexplicable taste.

It seemed... he couldn't describe it!

……

Time went back to half a year ago.

summer.

The sun is like fire.

On the endless prairie, there are a few not-so-high hills here and there, just like the freehand brushwork protruding from a splashed ink landscape painting.

Normally, this is the best time for grazing, but at this moment, on the dark side of these hills, there are two armies facing each other.

There are so many armies on both sides, and there is no end in sight at a glance, each side has at least one hundred thousand troops.

Judging by their attire, they are Turks.

With so many troops, this is almost one-fifth of the total Turkic population.

Among the people confronting at the front, the leaders of the two sides, riding tall horses, stood there, screaming loudly:
"Tuli, except for your Chile tribes, all other tribes have obeyed me. This is enough to prove that I am the Turkic leader chosen by heaven. Are you going to defy God's will?"

The leader of the Chile tribes standing opposite him sneered and shouted loudly: "Xieli, you really shame me! The leader chosen by the heavens? Don't lie to everyone, I, the great Tuli Ke Khan is the leader of the Turkic tribes, and only I can lead our clansmen to the Great Tang to snatch the fertile soil! Only then can we make our people live a better life!"

Following his impassioned voice, many generals behind him shouted loudly: "Tuli Khan! Tuli Khan! Tuli Khan!"

Then, the nearly one hundred thousand soldiers also shouted loudly: "Tuli Khan! Tuli Khan! Tuli Khan!"

While shouting, he also used the pick in his hand to pierce the ground vigorously, and the momentum was overwhelming!
Immediately, Jieli Khan's face darkened.

On the battlefield, there is only one momentum. Sometimes, the army loses not because of its strength, but because of its momentum.

He has led the army for many years, so he is naturally aware of this.

Therefore, he winked at the entourage beside him.

The relative comprehended it, and shouted suddenly: "Jeli Khan, the leader whose destiny belongs to him! Jieli Khan!"

"Jieli Khan!" The crowd behind him suddenly shouted loudly.

Then, one hundred thousand soldiers also shouted loudly.

For a moment, the momentum of the two parties was on par.

"Maybe, between us, we should talk a little bit!"

When the shouts from both sides had completely disappeared, Jieli Khan shouted loudly, "There have been several battles between you and me, and they were all evenly matched. No one can do anything to the other. If we continue to fight, it will be very difficult for our Turkic tribes." Speaking of which, it’s useless!”

The two sides have experienced three major battles before, and even countless small conflicts, but neither of them could completely defeat the other.

Both of them are also talented people, and they have studied the way of war deeply.

"Want to talk? Okay, show some sincerity. You will spit out all the land you occupied from our Chile tribes. Let's sit down and have a good talk!" Tuli Khan said coldly.

"Ha ha……"

Jieli Khan laughed loudly and said, "Spit it out? Our ancestors have already set the rules. Whoever conquers it will own the land. If you lose the battle but want to return the land, that's fine. You and I will fight two more times to see if you can get your land back!"

Tuli Khan raised his eyebrows, sneered loudly, and looked angry: "If you didn't sneak attack while I was away, how could you succeed? Insidious villain! If that's the case, well, let's fight two more times!"

"Insidious? Soldiers never tire of cheating, don't you understand? What kind of leader do you want to be, heh!"

Jieli Khan laughed loudly, "Come, come, let's fight Sanbaihe again, and we will see who wins and who loses in the end!"

The two sides are at war with each other, and the war is about to happen again.

But at this moment, suddenly, a figure descended from the sky and landed between the two camps.

"So many of you have already died, and if you still want to fight again, can you get a result? If you have strength, you can seize more fertile land..."

A gloomy voice resounded lightly from the mouth of the person who descended from the sky.

Vaguely, it seems that there is a unicorn on the forehead of this person!
……

In the past year, many major events have occurred in the mainland of Kyushu.

The Turkic Jieli Khanxiong was very talented and almost unified the entire prairie. Only when he fought against the tribe of the Turkic Khan, he failed to defeat the opponent.

However, after several battles, both sides suffered casualties, but neither could do anything to the other.

In the end, their two big tribes were brought together by unknown powerful figures, merged with 20 people, and attacked Datang.

They believe that Tang Taizong Li Shimin first ascended the throne, internal conflicts have not been resolved, and the rule is not stable, so there is an opportunity to take advantage of it!
Soon, the 20 Turkic army drove straight in, and hit the north of the Weishui Bianqiao to the west of Chang'an City!
At the same time, indistinctly, among the Turkic army, there are... figures of demons!

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