A Sword Through the Nine Heavens

The next day, the weather was very clear. Everyone has gathered early in the place where Qingsong sent their disciples to practice their swords. This is a huge exercise field. At this moment, there are five rings, one each in the southeast and northwest directions, one in the middle. The ring is round, enough for everyone to let go of the game. Wins and losses are assessed with the ring as the limit, and whoever drops the ring is the loser.

Each sect has its own resting point, which is a temporary canopy, distributed around the ring. In the Qingsong School, even the temporary awnings are extremely luxurious and luxurious. The awnings are made of fine silk and are very precious.

The Qingsong Party treats all marches equally, all the specifications of the awnings are the same, enough for ten people to rest together. It is also because of this, that the three people of the Dust Group sit under their awnings, but they are very spacious. Of course, compared with the number of other martial schools, this place is too deserted.

"Brother Feng Dao, will you also participate in the competition this year?"

The Qiantian School is beside them, and their number is small, which is not much better than the Luochen School. The eyes of Bo Yang Taoist people swept across Cheng Yan and Mu Yu, and finally stayed on Cheng Yan for a moment.

In the past, no one from the Dust Dust School participated, so the Dust Dust School has been at the bottom of the rankings. Now Feng Haochen brings two disciples, one of which is still such a convincing confession of breath. Seeing how calm he is, he knows that cultivation is extraordinary.

Boyang Taoist is different from other schools, he vaguely knows the real strength of Luochen School. It is said that if they participate, it will have a great impact on them. Bo Yang Taoist looked at a few disciples under his door, and then stayed on Gu Yi Tian. Obviously Gu Yi Tian is his favorite disciple this year and a black horse who wants to get rid of the millennial second child.

"We don't care about this ranking. It's just that Muyu wants to see the world, so let him go alone." Feng Haochen knew what Bo Yang Taoist was worried about, smiled slightly, and explained the words.

"Is the nephew of the lecturer not attending? That's really a blessing for our Qiantian School."

Bo Yang Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, but he was real, without any hypocrisy, which made Mu Yu feel more favored to him. In the eyes of the Boyang Taoist, he said that he would not participate in the competition. The practice of Muyu during the practice period is indeed to accumulate experience. Don’t worry, the disciples during the practice period have no room to fight back during the foundation period. .

It is also a helpless act for the Boyang Taoist to bring only four people. There are not many disciples who meet the conditions. They reached the foundation period before the age of 25, and they have only three martial arts. Since other disciples who have reached the foundation period have already passed their age, it is also a sad thing to think about it.

The Qingsong Taoist was already standing on the ring. As soon as he appeared, he was like a beacon. He naturally attracted everyone's attention to him without speaking. Everyone consciously calmed down, no longer whispering, waiting for him to speak.

The Qingsong Taoist is a giant of self-cultivation, he is born with a leadership style and is also popular. He said loudly: "Everyone, the annual school competition is about to begin. Presumably everyone is in a different mood at the moment. The competition is all about the honor of the martial arts. Everyone hopes that they will win glory for the martial arts, win the competition, and win more wins."

He paused and looked around for a while. Many young disciples were full of enthusiasm and eager to try, hoping to be brilliant in the next competition. This is not only a glory for your martial arts, but also a good opportunity to become famous in the realm world. Everyone cherishes it very seriously and takes this competition seriously.

The Qingsong Taoist continued: "This competition is not just for these. Each of you young people is the hope of the realm, and the future of the realm belongs to you, so everyone should not have any burden, and show your talents. Show your courage to fight.

Success or failure is not important. What is important is that you let our older generation know that you can take on the important tasks of the future. Now the Yumon Demon Clan is ready to move. As a human being and a self-cultivator, we have the responsibility and obligation to eliminate the Yumon Demon Clan.

Today's contest is not about life and death, just to give everyone a chance to exercise, and to lay a solid foundation against the Yumon demons in the future! "

"Now I announce that the competition will officially start!"

As soon as Qingsong Taoist's words fell, the crowd boiled. His words made many disciples of the martial arts full of blood, and everyone could not wait to beat their opponents, prove themselves, and win glory for the martial arts. If you can shine on this stage, you will definitely be famous in the realm, and the teacher will also pay more attention to yourself.

Mu Yu curled his lips, the Qingsong Taoist said it was pretty good, and it seemed fair, but in fact, the order of selecting new disciples was decided in this way every year. The front sect always picked up qualified new disciples. There is no chance for martial arts. Over time, the ranks behind the ranks, such as the Qiantian School, have no chance of getting ahead.

In this vicious circle, the good martial arts are getting better and better, and the bad martial arts can never lift their heads. The weaker martial arts want to rise, and they can only rely on the disciples under the door to occasionally appear one or two dark horses with great opportunities to achieve a better ranking.

Mu Yu didn't count the Luochen faction because he felt that the actual strength of his school was actually enough to squeeze into the top few, not to mention that he entered the Jindan period at a young age, whether it was south or Lanlinger. All are talented.

However, when thinking of the Qiantian School, Muyu's eyes fell on the indifferent face of Lonely Sky. Maybe this year's situation will be different!

This is also the case. Qualification is just the starting point for deciding to cultivate immortals. Cultivation is bumpy, and perseverance is also very important. Most people may have bad innate conditions, but with a firm will, they can surpass their peers with better talents.

Qingsong disciples are not necessarily better than other disciples. Many Qingsong disciples will easily slack off because they have a good cultivation environment. Not all Qingsong disciples have tenacious perseverance, which is also different from person to person.

"Are you a black horse?"

Mu Yu looked at Lonely Sky sitting quietly beside him. In fact, he also wanted to learn from Lonely Sky. The people who are physically trained are best at close combat. They have a powerful force in every punch and every form, enough to fight against others. Spiritual power.

Muyu wanted to teach the powerful and explosive force of physical training, but when he was against the Shanggan School, maybe the Boyang Taoist would send the disciple of the Qi practice period, so there would be no chance. Master told him to let them, so this idea can only be put on hold temporarily.

Many Qingsong disciples gathered here to watch the competition, and each Qingsong disciple was much more confident than other disciples. They also have confident capital. In addition to their outstanding talents, they can get the best cultivation resources in the realm, which is beyond the reach of other disciples.

"Green Pine School, Green Pine School."

Mu Yu set his sights on the Qingsong Taoist. At this moment, he gathered around a dozen disciples. Obviously he was still deciding which seven people to play. They are not like the Qiantian School, and even seven people can't make it up. The average of their cultivation bases is the foundation of the Seventh Heaven, which makes other schools almost break the idea of ​​winning.

A familiar figure suddenly raised his head and looked at Mu Yu's eyes. Mu Yu was amazed, and the other party was also slightly surprised, and they recognized each other. The man was a little tiger in Dadian Village!

After two years of absence, Xiaohu has grown stronger, and his cultivation practice has entered the foundation-building period. Although it is only a heavy foundation for the foundation, it is already shocking to the outsiders. During the foundation period, this is genius!

No one would doubt Xiaohu like he suspected Muyu, because Xiaohu came from the Qingsong School, and the highly respected Qingsong Taoist personally taught that entering the foundation period before the age of 15 is a matter of course! And Muyu just came from the ridiculous bottom of the dust school. Before the age of fifteen, he stepped into the foundation period. That was a fool's dream and a wicked way!

Xiaohu recognized Muyu, UU reading www.uukanshu. com He remembered the insult of Muyu in the school, and suddenly his mouth was raised, taking advantage of Qingsong Taoist's inattention, and compared to Muyu with a provocative gesture.

In recent years, the little tiger is not only the Qingsong faction, but also a figure of the entire cultivation world. Everyone is talking about the talent of the little tiger, and he feels that the little tiger will become the next white wave. Bai Lang's talent is not as good as many older generations of self-cultivation, no surprises, Xiaohu will make everyone look up in a few years.

Mu Yu frowned. Once he was a member of a grey disciple. If he was not a master, he might be humiliated by other high-ranking disciples like a deacon. Thinking of the life of a deacon, he bowed his knees in front of all comprehensions, only for a faint hope that could not be realized at all, and he suddenly had a fighting spirit. Why should the gray disciples be so humiliated? Why can't grey disciples raise their heads forever?

He is also a member of the grey disciples. Even when he came to the Dust School, he was generally looked down upon by other sects as grey disciples. The dust-laden faction is so poor that their disciples are naturally subject to discrimination.

Usually affected by Master's indifferent personality, Mu Yu thought it was nothing. But yesterday he was looked down upon by other martial arts, and was vilified as a crooked evil, and even Master was degraded. This really made him angry, and today he was challenged by Xiaohu. The clay figurine still has three points of anger, not to mention him.

"Mu Yu, be careful yourself, just be yourself."

Feng Haochen felt Muyu's strange appearance and patted him on the shoulder. Feng Haochen seemed to know everything. He noticed when Mu Yu felt a slight fluctuation in his heart. He knew what Mu Yu was thinking, but he didn't say anything. In his view, many things just follow his own heart, without having to be forced.

Muyu nodded, and it was not easy to play 19 games alone!