Villain: Before dying, he forcibly kissed the master

Dongfang Qingqiu saw Su Jue's eyes shining and said with a smile: "How about it, are you interested? Moreover, this Hundred Schools of Thought is a gathering of geniuses within the Changsheng Family. No force or sect in the vast land can participate! "

"Master Dongfang Pavilion, can you send me in?" Su Jie was a little surprised.

"Of course, otherwise I wouldn't have said it, and I can guarantee that no one can do it except me, including your master." Dongfang Qingqiu looked at Su Jie confidently.

Perhaps it would be difficult for other forces to insert themselves into this immortal family.

But for Dongfang Qingqiu, this is very simple!

Seeing Dongfang Qingqiu's vow, Su Jie asked, "Of course I believe in Master Dongfang Pavilion, but the reward is very tempting, but I have to listen to what Master Dongfang Pavilion requires of me."

He is indeed very tempted, but sometimes the effort must be proportional to the income.

Su Jue would not do a losing business.

"Pindao has only one important request: to win first place!"

Dongfang Qingqiu's eyes were a little cold.

"Gone?"

Su Jue was stunned.

"The important request is gone."

Dongfang Qingqiu nodded lightly.

Su Jie saw Dongfang Qingqiu's suddenly cold expression and asked curiously: "May I ask Master Dongfang Pavilion, does he have any connection with these immortal families?"

"There is someone named Dongfang in the Changsheng family."

Dongfang Qingqiu said concisely and concisely.

"Uh......"

Su Jie didn't quite understand what Dongfang Qingqiu meant, but he subconsciously understood that Dongfang Qingqiu should have something to do with the longevity family named Dongfang.

He continued to ask: "Why doesn't Master Dongfang Pavilion look for someone from our sect?"

Dongfang Qingqiu rolled his eyes at Su Jue angrily: "You have already broken the heart of the last one with potential. The others are not as good as Wang Ziyu. Who do you think is better for me as a poor Taoist?"

"That's true."

Su Jue was a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that Wang Ziyu's heart would be broken by being beaten by him, but that's how it is on the path to immortality. No one knows who will come first between accidents and tomorrow.

Maybe one second she was a high-spirited and proud woman, and the next second she will become a useless person who can hardly practice cultivation.

Dongfang Qingqiu said truthfully: "My communication skills are not outstanding. Apart from the disciples of my sect, I don't know any geniuses. Qinglian is still too young and not strong enough, so in my opinion you are The most suitable candidate.”

"That's true."

Su Jue nodded, that was indeed the truth.

Dongfang Qingqiu said with a half-smile but not a smile: "By the way, in order to restore the Taoist heart, Wang Ziyu completely blocked the outside world and entered the cliff with her master. Before she went in, she swore to come out to find you for another fight."

Su Jie smiled slightly: "In 50 years, she may not be the same person, but I will definitely not be who I was back then."

What he is most confident about himself is definitely not his strength, but his future talent.

The more time Su Jue is given, the more things Su Jue wants to see. Su Jue never fails time, and his cultivation will not let him down.

"That's all for later."

Dongfang Qingqiu shook his head. She didn't care so much. Things between her disciples were just children's teasing and she didn't care.

But from her perspective, Wang Ziyu had no chance. Su Jue's progress was too terrifying.

Given Su Jue 50 years, it is unimaginable how high Su Jue will be. Can Wang Ziyu survive the three moves at that time?

Su Jue hesitated for a moment and then said: "Master Dongfang Pavilion, wouldn't it be convenient to talk about your grievances with those immortal families?"

"It's okay to say it. I'll tell you when the time comes."

Dongfang Qingqiu thought for a while and said.

Seeing that Dongfang Qingqiu had no intention of revealing it, Su Jue did not force it: "Okay, when will the contention of a hundred schools of thought be started?"

Regarding the news that the curtain is about to begin and a hundred schools of thought contend, Su Jie has never heard of it.

It is indeed a meeting of geniuses within the Changsheng Family, and the information is tight.

If Bai Ruxue knew about this matter, she would definitely give him a chance. If she didn't tell him, she would most likely never hear it.

"Three years later! You have plenty of time in these three years. The strength of each Hundred Schools of Contention will not be weak. The last time the genius of the first family was in the early stage of transcending the tribulation!"

Eastern Qingqiu Road.

Su Jue was a little surprised: "Early stage of transcending the tribulation?"

With such an opponent, Su Jue had to become serious.

With Su Jue's full firepower, he should be able to fight back and forth with the early stage of the Tribulation, but if it was really a life-and-death fight, Su Jue was not 100% sure of killing.

"That's right! Why, are you scared?" Dongfang Qingqiu smiled.

Su Jue snorted softly: "Afraid? A young man should have the ambition to reach the sky and compete for glory in the sky. Ever since I debuted, I don't know how to write about fear."

Dongfang Qingqiu smiled: "I don't know much about the poor way to reach the sky, but I have heard about the poor way to compete with the wind. I heard Qinglian say that you are a big carrot, and you will not let go of a beautiful woman!"

"Ahem, what are you talking about? What are you talking about?"

Su Jue was choked. He didn't expect the Taoist immortal to speak so directly: "Actually, Qing Lian misunderstood. Those are the wings of the junior, good friends."

"You would rather say, wings, good friends, you describe lust in such a fresh and refined way."

Dongfang Qingqiu looked at Su Jue with a smile.

It's unreasonable for Bai Ruxue, a woman with a bad temper and as stubborn as a donkey, to have such a charming and talented disciple even though the iron tree has never bloomed for ten thousand years!

"It's a long road, wouldn't it be too lonely to have only the sword as a companion? Along the way, the help of the beauty around you is indispensable, so juniors, listen to the wind!"

"Feng Yin? What did the wind say?" Dongfang Qingqiu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Su Jue chuckled: "Feng says what he means!"

"......."

The corner of Dongfang Qingqiu's mouth twitched, feeling speechless for the first time with a person.

The first half of the sentence is very touching. It is a long road. The road to immortality is long and boring. Sword cultivators naturally only have swords as companions, but they are indeed quite lonely.

"Is the life of fallen leaves just to return to their roots?"

Su Jue looked at Dongfang Qingqiu with deep eyes and sighed softly.

"if not?"

Dongfang Qingqiu was slightly startled and glanced at Su Jue.

Su Jue lay on the ground minding his own business, using his hands as a pillow behind his head, and said leisurely: "Of course not, some leaves are flying in the wind, and seeing a wider world is their ideal."

"Some leaves are reluctant to part with them. It is their duty and obsession to wither and return to their roots."

"Each leaf is different. Either it is forced by external forces or originates from itself. It chooses a different path, but it is still its own way of life."

"Just like us, we compare ourselves to fallen leaves and find that we cannot escape the trajectory of our fate, just like the fate of fallen leaves is to turn into the soil at their foundation."

"Man's destiny is death. Are all the separations, joys, and sorrows we encounter in our lives inevitable and destined to happen?"

"The answer is no, every journey has an end, so there is no need to rush."

"I will slow down, quietly appreciate and accept the beauty around me."

"In order to prevent them from suddenly getting up from bed when they are old, beating their chests and regretting why they didn't spend their whole lives with them, causing them to be depressed?"