When you wake up, all the apprentices are betrayed and leave the teacher's door

The son robbed the father's business, and Zhao Sheng didn't know whether to say that the enemy's road was narrow, or should he say that the flood washed the Dragon King Temple and his family beat his own family.

But all in all, one thing is certain, if the old and new hatred are added together, the people of Wan Jianzong may not be able to make it through today.

When the three of Xian Yu arrived at the foot of Yunshou Mountain, a group of people blocked Zhao Sheng's house, arguing a lot.The two camps can be distinguished by looking at their clothes: the well-dressed and crowned ones are the disciples of Wanjianzong; the men, women and children in plain clothes are the villagers of Daming Village.

Xian Yu walked over, leading a luxuriously dressed disciple of Wan Jianzong who was arguing with the village head, his face was flushed, "I've said it just now, your so-called Taoist leader has no name in the alliance, neither does that sect. There is no way to find out! You have all been deceived by him, and our Wan Jianzong is the one who is officially appointed by the secretary!"

It's a pity that his throat is about to burst, and it can't compare with the loud country voices of aunts and uncles, "You fart!"

"You're a liar! You still want to paint our land!"

"The Taoist priest is very powerful. Before that, he helped us unplug the mountain protection formation and rescued dozens of our common people. We don't believe him. Do we believe you decent sects who haven't had time to come here for decades? To put it bluntly, our Daming Village is just your sheep!"

"We have surveyed this mountain, and there is no trace of formation at all. You—"

The disciple became hoarse halfway through the speech, and couldn't help bending over and coughing several times, the coughing was earth-shattering.

In this instant, the villagers who were still full of anger and noisy like a vegetable market just now suddenly became quiet.

He was full of doubts, and was about to see what was going on, when he raised his head when he was suddenly lightly bumped on the shoulder.

A man in a white shirt brushed past him, and the scent of plum blossoms wafted from his sleeves.He subconsciously looked at the waist of the other party, and found that there was no sect token on it, only a sachet was hanging on it.

this person...

The disciple of Wan Jianzong raised his head, and the man had already walked to the side of the villagers, leaving only a narrow shoulders and slender waist, elegant and handsome back. Blood red hair band.

The foot is solid and heavy, not floating.

Is a practicing family.

This is the Taoist priest they said had saved countless lives?How could there be only the foundation building period...

The person in front of him turned slightly sideways, revealing a pair of red phoenix eyes, but there was no sign of sharpness or meanness.

He said softly, "Why are they all gathered here?"

The village chief thought he didn't understand what happened, and was about to explain, but Xian Yu raised his hand to suppress his words, "Take them back first, I'm here."

"Are you the liar they said?" The leading disciple disdained to be called a fellow Taoist, and said coldly, "I don't know what kind of ecstasy they drank, but you should have heard about it from the Immortal Dao Alliance and Wan Jianzong. Name, this time we came here with the documents of the alliance, all actions are legitimate and reasonable. If you are sensible..."

He intentionally didn't finish the rest of the cruel words, Xian Yu turned around, and glanced at the jade plaque and sword tassel hanging on his waist, the style was cumbersome and gorgeous, engraved with the words of Wan Jianzong.

He said coldly, "Report your name."

Only then did the disciple finally see his face, and he couldn't help but secretly took a deep breath—this man had a tall nose and porcelain-white skin.Although the facial features are light, they don't lose their color at all, especially when the tails of the eyebrows are slightly raised and the corners of the eyes are swept away, they look extraordinarily beautiful.

His heart skipped a beat when he saw it, he quickly looked away, and replied: "I am the second disciple of Elder Qi Xuan of Wanjian Sect, Qiu Zhengming."

The meaning of Qiu Zhengming's self-reported family name is to ask the other party to weigh it carefully and offend Wan Jianzong's fate.However, unexpectedly, the man frowned.

"Since you are the second disciple, you are not worthy to talk to me."

Xian Yu stood with her hands behind her back, and after speaking, her eyes slowly swept across the group of muttering disciples.

Under his gaze, this group of Taoist masters, most of whom were above the golden core stage, couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.For a moment, it seemed as if he had returned to Minghui Hall. The elder was reciting homework with a ruler in his hand, and the apprentices bowed their heads in guilt, not daring to look at the master.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Xian Yu's eyes.

He said coldly: "Call your masters to come."

Qiu Zhengming stopped, and it took him a long time to reply: "The person in charge is my brother, he is away temporarily to handle errands, and now I will act as the chief for the time being."

"Your senior brother asked you to act as the temporary head?" Xian Yu said calmly, "Did he ask you to act as the temporary head, or did you take the place rashly?"

Hit a snake and hit seven inches, this sentence immediately pierced Qiu Zhengming's heart, and his neck was flushed instantly.

Xian Yu's words were not random guesses, and there was a reason for them.

Although Daming Village has a small population and poor resources, but when it comes to signing documents and sealing them up, Wan Jianzong will not send out the elder's second disciple casually no matter what.

However, among this group of people, only Qiu Zhengming is the most prominent, and the other disciples are submissive. Some disagree with Qiu Zhengming's point of view, but they dare not speak out.

Xian Yu then guessed that Qiu Zhengming took the lead in today's matter, and there should be a more secure leader behind him.

Xian Yu guessed correctly, this time the elder brother in charge is a direct disciple of the head of Wan Jianzong.On weekdays, he has represented the head of the sect in a lot of affairs, and he is the tacit choice for the next head of the sect.And the disciples of Elder Qi Xuan's branch are not very good at dealing with this elder brother whom everyone loves...

In this way, Qiu Zhengming's purpose is clearly revealed.

"We went down the mountain this time to clean up the mess in Daming Village." After all, Qiu Zhengming was a teenager at heart, and he became angry after being stabbed, "No matter who is in charge, there is only one purpose, and whoever comes is the same! You don't want to be here You have disturbed the morale of the army, no matter what I say, I am still Elder Qi Xuan's closed disciple, so what are you!"

"Famous and decent?" Xian Yu laughed when he heard that, and couldn't help shaking his head in disappointment, "The current sects are actually doing these dirty things openly and aboveboard."

His voice was low, and Qiu Zhengming couldn't hear what he was saying, but he also knew it was not a good thing.

He was sure that the person in front of him didn't dare to register his name, "Don't mutter there, since they respect you as a Taoist leader, why don't you tell me which sect you belong to? Or...you are just a casual cultivator who came out to fool people ?”

When Xian Yu heard this, the languid smile on the corner of his mouth gradually subsided, "How about a decent family, and what about casual cultivators?"

"Since you asked my name, you have to remember and remember it firmly. If someone asks, you can't get a word wrong."

It is best to spread it to the ears of his disciples in Wan Jianzong, so that the group of traitors will know, and carefully weigh the things they have done wrong.

"The head of Ruyi Sect, Taoist name Yuqing."

He spoke slowly, word by word, "Xian, Yu."

Ruyi door head?Dao name Yuqing?

Who is this person?How can I have no impression at all?

Qiu Zhengming was suspicious, and looked at his brothers and sisters, their faces were full of doubts, no one knew who it was and what its origin was.

He relies on the rich and powerful, and is a disciple that Elder Qi Xuan particularly favors, so his information channels are wider than ordinary disciples.What Qiu Zhengming didn't know, they had no way of knowing.

In the past hundred years, they have never heard of such a person as Daojun Yuqing, and what is Ruyimen, and they have never heard of it.

Or, this wishful door is a small sect that emerged from an unknown corner, exclusive and closed, and never communicates with the outside world.This kind of situation also exists, but this kind of sect can't get resources, and there is no decent master. They are unknown from inside to outside, and they will decline after a long time.

Or, it's because this person doesn't know the name of Wan Jianzong... bold enough to bluff in front of him.

But no matter which one it is, it can prove that this so-called Daoist Yuqing is just an insignificant role.

Qiu Zhengming's eyes sank slightly, gradually revealing a bit of impatience.

They tossed and tossed in Daming Village for several days. The eldest brother had a meek personality and wanted to convince others with reasoning, but Qiu Zhengming was unwilling.In his eyes, this group of ignorant people have not developed their intelligence, and it is a waste of effort to reason with them.

In the eyes of the elders and senior fellow apprentices, the senior elder brother is beautiful, elegant and steady, and he alone takes up all the good words.But if it wasn't the big brother, but Qiu Zhengming did it, what would others say?

"Mr. Yuqing, you said that you are the head of the Ruyi Sect. Are you right?" Qiu Zhengming said abruptly, "It's not impossible for you to protect Daming Village, but there are regulations in the Immortal Dao Alliance. You must have a practitioner with a cultivation level above the golden core stage. You are just building a foundation..."

"So what if I am Foundation Establishment?"

Xian Yu raised his eyebrows and asked back, "Is it true that the Immortal Dao Alliance stipulates that the master must be at the Golden Core stage? I thought that as long as one member of the sect has reached the standard, it is enough, and one of my disciples has reached the Golden Core stage. Doesn't it meet the requirements of the alliance? "

Everyone was in an uproar.

Good guy, the master is still the foundation, but the disciple is the golden core? !This, this...unheard of!

Only Zhao Sheng looked at Xian Yu nervously.

When Qiu Zhengming heard this, he showed a smug smile instead, "It's true that the alliance has no regulations, but it didn't say that once you sign a document with Daming Village, it will definitely be passed?"

Xian Yu's face darkened slightly.

This is almost a clear warning to him that the alliance will trip him up.

"Junior Brother Qiu, absolutely not!" A senior brother couldn't stand it any longer, grabbed his arm and said in a low voice, "He didn't violate the rules. You forcibly blocked his process, which is really detrimental to a gentleman..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qiu Zhengming swung his arm away and gave him a sideways look.

"Don't worry, I didn't mean to embarrass you on purpose." Qiu Zhengming smoothed the folds of his sleeves, pulled off the sword on his waist, and held it tightly in front of him with a provocative expression.

"Competition with me, how about it?" He raised his eyebrows, "If you win, it will be yours, and we will never interfere again."

"Senior Brother!!"

The person next to him hated that iron cannot be made into steel, "You are too reckless!"

But Qiu Zhengming couldn't hear a word anymore.

He didn't think that a mere disciple of the Foundation Establishment Stage could withstand a sword of the Golden Core Stage.

This is a lucrative deal.

Everyone present looked worried, and Zhao Sheng couldn't help but feel a little anxious, only Gu Rongjing... had a subtle look on his face.

Xian Yu lowered his eyes and let out a chuckle, then sighed, "Today, you Wan Jianzong disciple randomly came here to act wildly, and pretended to be the principal. If I just let you go like this, it really can't be justified..."

He looked around, suddenly put two fingers together, and swung a sword intent straight across, easily cutting off the tassel of the sword tied around the waist of a white-clothed disciple beside him.

"Please lend me a use."

As soon as he waved his hand, the sword flew to his palm.

A piece of jade is inlaid on the hilt of the sword, and the blade is very light, like an ornamental sword.Xian Yu weighed the weight and couldn't help frowning, but since it was brought, he could only use it as he pleased.

Qiu Zhengming said: "Since you are building a foundation, I don't use the sword body, only the scabbard to fight with you."

"If you think it's not enough, I can give you three moves."

It is dishonorable for him to bully a foundation-builder at Jindan Stage, but he still cares about his face, "It's not fair to blame me if you lose."

"Don't give up."

Xian Yu said: "There will be no third move."

What he said was strange. Although Qiu Zhengming didn't understand what he meant, he also knew it was not a good word.

This kid is too arrogant, he must give him a good lesson later, and teach him what is beyond human beings and beyond...

"Rongjing," Xian Yu said, "come forward."

The people around were startled when they heard this, and saw a young man in white clothes slowly walking over behind him, his face was covered tightly with a face cloth, except for a pair of sharp eagle eyes, there was nothing else. Can't see it.

Qiu Zhengming inexplicably felt an indiscriminate sense of murder, and couldn't help clenching the scabbard tightly, his face gloomy.

This kid is the same as him, at the late stage of Golden Core.

Could it be...does the master fight and ask the apprentice to fight?

However, the imagined scene did not appear.

Gu Rongjing walked over and stood beside Xian Yu like a silent pillar.

Xian Yu said softly: "Do you still remember how I taught you in Xiaolin? The sword, if you go out, you will return. What we want to learn at Ruyimen is not the sword of 'killing life', but the sword of 'life'."

Gu Rongjing understood that Xian Yu was going to give him practical lessons, teaching exercises.

The mountain wind brought the breath of the distant coast, the leaves whirled and the people dispersed one after another, leaving a place for them to fight.Standing among hundreds of people, Xian Yu's voice could be heard clearly.

"Since it is the sword of life, what is life? What is survival?"

Gu Rongjing couldn't answer.

He holds the knife for killing, never for survival.

Xian Yu didn't tell him the answer.The road to cultivating the Tao is long and far away. As a master, he never rigidly teaches his disciples moves. Some things belong to him, and he cannot teach them or learn them.

More importantly, enlightenment.

"You have to learn to penetrate." Xian Yu raised his sword slowly, "Remember, my technique is Gui Yi Sword, and the starting move is..."

"It's spring."

After saying that, the silver sword was startled out of its sheath, and a sword energy wrapped in bamboo intent swept across the ground and struck quickly!

At such a fast speed, any vision would be delayed for a moment. When Qiu Zhengming realized it, the sword was already close at hand, and he felt chills when he saw it.

In an instant, he instinctively raised his sword!

"Chong-"

The two swords faced each other, and there was a loud noise!

However, this was not the end. The sword that Qiu Zhengming blocked by gritting his teeth seemed easy and effortless in the opponent's hands.

This first move only happened in an instant, and when everyone reacted, the sword, which was more decorative than practical, showed its sharpness at this time, and the blade was pressed down inch by inch, slow, sharp, and unstoppable——

Even the monks in the later stage of Jindan couldn't block this sword.

Qiu Zhengming's forehead was sweating, and his body was dripping with sweat.

He raised his eyes, Xian Yu's expression was focused and sharp, without a single evasion, if this sword hits him, he will definitely die! !

At the juncture of life and death, Qiu Zhengming's forehead burst into blue veins, his spiritual energy surged upwards, and his sword energy was as powerful as it was, and he deflected Xian Yu's ultimate move abruptly!

When he closed his hand, his whole arm hung down slightly, and the palm of his hand was numb uncontrollably.