I, who broke the protagonist, are alive again

"Have you heard? Master Xianzun has accepted his apprentice!"

During the interval of a Dao discussion meeting, several cultivators in ordinary white Dao uniforms got together and talked a lot.

Since yesterday, this news has spread throughout the Ming Xin Sect as if it had grown wings.

Except for those who are currently retreating, no one knows it now.

Strange to say, now, although they know that the Immortal Venerable has accepted an apprentice, they don't even know the information about this apprentice, even the elders and hall master are silent.

Of course, it was not without some rumors leaking from the inner disciples.

Their sect, Mingxin Sect, can be said to be the leader of the immortal sect. Although it is located on many fairy mountains, there are countless cities under the mountain, where the sect has been worshiped for generations, and there are countless small sects around it.

But it is even more difficult to reach Mingxinzong, because Mingxinzong has set up thick fog on the mountain road leading to the sect as obstacles, and ordinary people cannot break through.

Even cultivators who want to worship Mingxinzong can only go to the Dengxian Road, which is opened once every ten years, and go through many trials before they can see the immortal gate.

However, this is only the outer sect of the sect!

After entering the outer sect, one needs to go through the Zongmen Grand Competition held every five years and get a first-class ranking before being eligible to become an inner sect disciple.

If it is the top three, it is even possible to be selected by the elders and hall masters to become personal disciples!

As for the disciples of the inner sect, there are sect grand competitions, but their first-class rankings are able to go to the hundreds of immortal sect grand contests!

From this, it can be seen that there is a huge difference between the outer disciples and the inner disciples.

Outer sect disciples need to do chores every month besides their cultivation, but cultivators are pressed for time, and sometimes they don't count the years once they are in seclusion, which will inevitably delay their cultivation progress.

So everyone knew clearly in their hearts that this disciple of the outer sect was not really a disciple of the immortal sect at all.

Only becoming an inner sect disciple is the first step towards cultivating immortality, which is why everyone regards the sect grand competition as so important.

After all, inner sect disciples not only do not have to do chores, but the monthly routine is completely different, and they also have the opportunity to be further favored by experts and become personal disciples!

As for direct disciples, there is no need to mention them. In Mingxinzong, only people with Jindan and above can accept apprentices, but no matter how powerful Mingxinzong is, the number of Jindan real people is far less than that of inner disciples.

It can be seen how envious it is to be a direct disciple.

What's more, it's none other than their suzerain, who is also the immortal master of the entire Zhengdao cultivation world!

Chong Mingjun is only [-] years old this year, and he has already reached the stage of Mahayana. It can be said that there is no one who has ever ascended. Even though there are fewer and fewer cultivators who have ascended, and there is no one in a few generations, everyone thinks that their immortals respect Mingjun. A person who can ascend.

And how fortunate it is to be able to become the disciple of Lord Chongming.

So no one doesn't want to know who the apprentice Chongming Jun is looking for, and what kind of ability he can get Chongming Jun's favor.

after all......

While everyone was talking, they sneaked a glance at the young man who was sitting not far away. The young man had a cold expression on his face, and he had an aura of repelling others thousands of miles away. They didn't dare to look too much, so they Continue to whisper.

It's because although this young man is an outer disciple like them, his situation and future are very different from theirs.

Because this boy is Tianlinggen!

In fact, there are more than one way to become an inner disciple or even a direct disciple. Apart from winning the sect competition every five years, there is another way to be born with outstanding aptitude and be directly favored by real people!

And a top talent like Tian Linggen shouldn't be here with them to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference.

It's just that everyone knows that when the other party came three years ago, he went straight to the Immortal Venerable, but was rejected by the Immortal Venerable after all.

This is not surprising, everyone felt a little sour at the time, even if it is a golden spirit root like the immortal, it doesn't have to accept you.

But then a surprising thing happened, obviously there were other elders to choose from, but he didn't worship anyone, and he acted like he was infatuated.

It's just that now, after hearing the news, they don't know how the other party feels. Thinking of this, everyone can't help but feel a little bit of subtle pleasure in their hearts. After all, who would think of a genius who is now at the same level as them.

However, when they met the boy's unchanging icy gaze, their hearts trembled instantly. Is this the sword cultivator of Tianlinggen...

At this moment, Bai Lingcai looked away silently. In fact, he already knew about this since yesterday.

Like everyone else here, he had only a rough idea, but it was enough to surprise him.

Did Mr. Chongming accept an apprentice...

Why was there no news at all before?

If one wants to join the Ming Xin Sect, one must either go through the road to immortality that is opened once every ten years, or be taken to the sect by virtue of excellent aptitude.

But now the road to immortality has not yet opened, and who has better aptitude than him?

Bai Lingcai really didn't understand.

He didn't even understand why Chongming Jun didn't even want to meet him once, as long as he met him once, he would definitely impress the other party.

However, after all, it was others who took the lead!

Bai Lingcai desperately wanted to know who that person was, but unfortunately, he had missed too much time now, and thought that even if he stayed in the outer sect, with his aptitude, he would definitely catch up with the inner sect disciples.

Only now did he realize that the outer sect and the inner sect were completely different. As far as resources and information were concerned, the difference was too great.

Although he has built the foundation now, it is only the second floor of the foundation. He can still be the first among the disciples of the outer sect, but he is nothing among the disciples of the inner sect.

And most of the inner sect disciples are not bad in talent, although there is no sky spirit root like him, but there are a few with double spirit roots.

If things go on like this, the advantage of my own talent will be suppressed...

Thinking of this, Bai Lingcai's eyes darkened.

At this moment, suddenly a flying sword in the distance came from a distance like a stream of light. The flying sword was extremely fast, covered with golden light, and reached the sky above the square in an instant.

And here, outside disciples are not allowed to fly swords at the Dao Discussion Conference, and even the flying magic weapon is not allowed to be used until the foundation building period.

At this time, everyone also understood that this flying sword must have been done by an inner sect disciple, so they couldn't help looking at it with envious eyes.

After a while, the flying sword fell to the ground, and down came a young cultivator dressed in blue spiritual silk. His clothes turned out to be those of his own disciples.

He walked up to Bai Lingcai, and directly showed a jade token with a flying sword engraved on it, which was the elder's order.

He showed a faint smile and said: "I don't know if Junior Brother Bai is willing to go together to ask Jianfeng now?"

And when Bai Lingcai saw Daoist Yijian again after three years, he didn't say any more, just bowed down and said: "Disciple Bai Lingcai pays homage to the real person, and hopes that the real person will accept me as a disciple."

A swordsman stroked his beard slightly, looked at the current Bai Lingcai, saw his once proud shoulders finally lowered in front of him, and at the same time gave the disciple just now a wink of approval.

He knew that Bai Lingcai would never reject him now.

After all, as long as Bai Lingcai knows that in the Zongmen Dabi two years later, as an outer disciple, he will never meet Chongming Jun's apprentice, and he will come.

***

After the coma, Chi Mo didn't know where he was now, he only felt that his consciousness was in chaos and darkness, and he had a dream.

His dreams are fragmented, mixed together, flashing like grotesque.

In the dream, he saw his former master Nanhua Daoist who carried him out of a piece of bones. He also dreamed about how he played with his senior sister Qiu Qingling when he was young, and how the elder brother had a cold face punish him.

He also dreamed that he was imprisoned in a forbidden place, and his whole body was submerged in a pure pool like clear water.

That clean pool was once his most familiar memory.

Suddenly, for some unknown reason, the cold water eroding his body turned into an endless bloody swamp in the next second, and it smelled disgusting...

The next moment, his body was completely swallowed up......

When Chi Mo woke up from the chaos, there was a trace of panic and helplessness on his face that had not faded away, and then he felt pain everywhere in his body, but his limbs were a little relaxed, and his sore right wrist There is a warm feeling on it.

so comfortable...

Chi Mo looked over in a daze, and happened to meet a pair of familiar yet unfamiliar eyes, which contained some kind of inexplicable deep emotion, as if the other party had been looking at him all the time.

And his wrist turned out to be protected by his brother with true energy, no wonder it didn't hurt so much.

After seeing Chi Mo wake up, Mr. Chongming suppressed his emotions. When he saw his nightmare just now, his small face was full of panic.

His heart seemed to be tightly packed, but at this time he could only help relieve the pain in his muscles and bones, but he couldn't make the scar on his heart disappear.

Seeing Chi Mo wake up, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, Chi Mo looked out the window again, it turned out that the sun had already risen, and the elder brother actually helped him protect him all night?

When Chi Mo was young, Yi Jiantian almost never saw him in the future, let alone that, and he seldom cared about him after that. In this way, the elder brother is like his real master.

Chi Mo obediently looked at the other party and thanked him: "Thank you, Master."

But Chi Mo still feels uncomfortable, do you still want to practice today?

Did you not practice enough yesterday?Will Eldest Brother punish him?

Thinking of this, Chi Mo blinked his eyes and said: "Master, but my body still hurts."

Does it still hurt?

Hearing this, Mr. Chongming frowned slightly. He remembered that it was the same when he first started practicing swordsmanship, but swordsmen came here like this.

The most important thing for a swordsman is to have a firm will, not to be sad or happy for everything, and not to be fascinated by external things. The so-called heart is as firm as a rock, and it is as tenacious as silk.

In this way, just persevere and get used to it.

But why was he facing the villain, he couldn't help but feel a little more pampering, protecting his body all night, now hearing him say that, his heart softened a little?

Seeing the elder brother's expression was moved, Chi Mo said while the iron was hot: "Master, if you can eat a meal of fish, you should be able to make up for it."