Reborn Demon Emperor, I have to stay away from them

"This is Xiaomu's brother, his name is Mo." Yun Buqi answered casually.

Cui Songzi's eyes were filled with admiration: "As expected, he is a genius whose brilliance cannot be concealed even by the barren lands of the northwest. He is truly one in a million, and truly rare in the world!"

Biyu Pavilion can be said to be the biggest beneficiary of the dissolution of Yunhe Sect. Not to mention the hundreds of elite disciples, there is also a rather young cultivator who has reached the stage of Divine Transformation.

Zi Li is now the Supreme of Bi Yu Pavilion. With her natural talent... it is only a matter of time before she breaks into the Spirit Severing Realm or even the Fusion Realm.

Not to mention the three great geniuses under his tutelage, Ye Tian showed an unprecedented talent under the spirit stone, and the light of that talent was nine colors! A genius with nine-color talent, the continent has not seen the last one in ten thousand years.

The female disciple named Xiao Yu also has six-color talent, and Liu He, even if he is the most inconspicuous, is a genius with five-color talent! If these people are cultivated, within a few thousand years, Biyu Pavilion can even soar to the sky!

But now it seems that Yu Mu and Mo are probably as talented as Ye Tian. If they can be accepted into the sect... he will be the sect's greatest contributor!

Thinking of this, Cui Songzi's eyes became more eager. He took out a storage ring, still with a kind smile on his face: "Fellow Daoist Yun, here are 300,000 middle-grade spirit stones. Please accept them."

Hearing three hundred thousand! Yu Mu and Mo looked sideways, and even at the moment their eyes met, Yu Mu could completely understand the greed in Mo's eyes...

"No reward for no merit."

Yun Buqi didn't even look at the storage ring.

Xiao Mu doesn't want to be bound by the sect anymore, and he doesn't want to, so why should he care about these material things? I have a superb talent for growing spiritual medicines, so am I afraid that I can't support two disciples? !

"Hey! How can it be in vain?" Cui Songzi said with a smile: "It is not a big deal after all that Fellow Daoist Yun has condescended to this mundane city with these two genius disciples.

As cultivators, we still have to rely on the sect to survive. Now that Fellow Daoist Yun has become a casual cultivator, it would be better for him to join our Bi Yu Pavilion. With your cultivation and talent, plus the two geniuses under our sect, you can still be respected as the Supreme!

These spirit stones are just a gift for meeting. The most important thing is that fellow Daoist and the disciples in the sect don’t have to worry about resources anymore. If the Tianjiao under your name achieves merit, it will be a blessing for generations to come!"

"You are right, Daoist friend. But now I just want to be a free and easy person, and so do my disciples."

Yun Buqi took a sip of tea and said, "I appreciate your kindness, but my lineage has no intention of joining any other sects. I hope you won't mind."

"Fellow Daoist Yun, what are you talking about!"

The amiable smile on Cuisongzi's face gradually faded: "Now that Biyu Pavilion has almost become the leader among medium-sized sects, it can be said that it has a bright future. Given time, it may become a giant like Yuan Shen Sect.

Moreover, Daoist Fellow Yun’s former fellow disciple, Elder Zi Li, is also in my Bi Yu Pavilion. Wouldn’t it be wonderful for us to get together again? Daoist Fellow Yun should not let me down.”

"Zi Li and I have never been on good terms, so there is no need to disturb her peace. It is late at night, so please go back, fellow Taoist." Upon hearing Zi Li's name, a hint of disdain flashed across Yun Buqi's eyes, and he raised his hand to see the guest off.

But Cui Songzi's butt was as if stuck to the chair and he didn't move at all, and the smile on his face gradually turned cold: "Fellow Daoist Yun, are you looking down on my Biyu Pavilion? You know, even to Elder Zi Li, there is no such courtesy in the pavilion."

"Fellow Daoist...please don't be ungrateful."

"Hmm? Why are you still making so much noise here? My master said please go back home when it's late at night. Don't you understand?"

Seeing Yun Buqi's impatience, Yu Mu raised his hand and knocked over the teacup as if accidentally. His eyes, which seemed to be reflecting the clear starry sky outside the window, also turned cold.

Mo is different! If he were alone, he would have already tried to snatch the old man's spirit stone!

"Fellow Daoist Yun, are the younger generation under your tutelage so arrogant and so powerless?"

Cui Songzi's face looked ugly, and his spiritual pressure from the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation was faintly visible, but it had already made the air here more oppressive!

Before Yun Buqi could speak, Wen Mo snorted coldly, and a violent spiritual pressure burst out! But it was only limited to two feet, that kind of essence of killing intent, that kind of fearless and arrogance!

Cui Songzi immediately groaned, and there was a strong fear in his old eyes! This person... this person! Can he, with the cultivation of Yuanying Daquan, shake the middle stage of Huashen? !

"In fact, the gap in realm is sometimes not that obvious, isn't it?"

Mo looked at his slender fingers, and the arc of his mouth made Cui Songzi shudder! He had no doubt that if Wu Yun was not abandoned here, these two lunatics would even dare to fight him, a god-transforming cultivator, with their Nascent Soul cultivation!

Even... I am the one who is in more danger...

"Hmph! I'll take my leave!"

Cui Songzi snorted coldly, put away his storage ring, and left. When he flew towards Biyu Pavilion with his flying light, he felt his back soaked with cold sweat...

"It's not good for you to offend him like this."

Yun Buqi smiled helplessly. Mo was busy tidying up the messy tea table, while Yu Mu was making tea again with a gentle look on his face.

As for the cup used by Cuisongzi, he thought it was dirty and smashed it to pieces.

"Master, don't worry. If life gets tough, we can just move to another place. The world is so big."

He opened the window a little wider, and the gloomy air in the room was washed away by the night breeze.

"Besides, sending a small fry to threaten our Master is really disrespectful."

Hearing Yu Mu's words, Yun Buqi paused for a moment as he was about to pick up the teacup: "When did the middle stage of the Spiritualization become a piece of trash in your eyes? Then what is a master..."

"Ah! Master is different!" Mo hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Master's cultivation is extremely condensed, how can he be compared with that kind of waste who lives a life of luxury and whose cultivation is obviously made up of pills? Isn't this just belittling yourself?"

Ok?

Yun Buqi narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly felt a little bit of enjoyment. Xiao Mo can still talk!

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In the next few days, several waves of strong men from the seven sects came again. Some of them were polite, but when their persuasion failed, they left with regrets.

There was a civet cat, and he almost got slapped in the face, and left in anger.

Until today, Yun Buqi was explaining to Yu Mu and Mo the experience of breaking through the Spirit Transformation Realm in the room, and Xiao Jiji and Xiao Jiba were listening in fascination.

Then...the door was suddenly pushed open without even a greeting.

A young man in a white shirt rushed in carelessly, and when he saw Yun Buqi was there, he immediately became nervous...

"Ah! Senior Yun... I didn't know you were preaching, and you set up a soundproofing system here... Um... I apologize to you here."

Lu Xinghe had a sneaky look on his face and glanced at Mo curiously.

"Um, no problem... take a seat."

Yun Buqi was helpless. He knew that this person had a good personal relationship with Xiaomu, but...are all the young geniuses nowadays so reckless...

As expected, you make friends with people of the same kind, and birds of a feather flock together...