Teacher's life is hard to violate

Ten days may be a long time for ordinary people, but in the eyes of practitioners, it is only a moment of meditation.

Feng Shuyu sat cross-legged, and the scattered spiritual energy returned to his body as if drawn by something, a trace of black energy suddenly appeared and intertwined with the pure spiritual energy, colliding and collapsing.

As expected of the body of the heavenly spirit, even a trace of turbidity cannot penetrate.

Sensing someone outside the door, Feng Shuyu opened his eyes and waved his hand to undo the spell outside the door: "What's the matter?"

"Master Feng, the head of the sect invites you to go to the front of the hall. He said that the competition for newcomers has already begun. Uncle Feng, please choose a suitable disciple."

The people outside answered respectfully.

The coercion he felt just now has already explained the opponent's cultivation base, and he no longer dares to be arrogant to the visitor like before.

When Feng Shuyu came out, he was holding a transparent sword in his hand, which caught people's eyes. He felt chills all over his body like his master, and when he approached, he felt a bit of air-conditioning.

In the very beginning, Jindan was able to fly with the sword, and in the Mahayana period, it was possible to shrink the ground into a ruler with the emptiness of the wind. Today, the flight of the sword relies on the control of spiritual power, and the use of the wind with the emptiness pays attention to The endurance of spiritual power, as long as you master these two points, you can travel thousands of miles in an instant.

However, Yujian flying only needs to be practiced diligently, and relying on the virtual wind to shrink the ground can only rely on the growth of cultivation, so that almost no one in Xiazhou and Central Continent can use the virtual wind to shrink the ground.

Feng Shuyu sacrificed the Bingyi Sword, and it soared into the sky under the envious eyes of the disciples in Tsing Yi. It is forbidden for ordinary disciples to fly with the sword in the sect. Sufficient, often all kinds of accidents.

Today is the day when the sect accepts disciples. There are not only newcomers present, but also outer disciples. The five elders are in their positions. The blue light that appeared in the sky instantly caught everyone's attention.

The newcomers who had never seen such a scene suddenly opened their mouths and their eyes were full of longing. When will they also become like this.

Mu Wei was also standing in the crowd, after seeing the person on the sword clearly, she felt longing and conditioned fear at the same time, because of the person on the sword, and also because of the two people around her.

Now he finally knew what his uncle meant by agreeing last time. It turned out that his half-sister, Mu Shan, wanted to add her name to the competition, but was bumped into by his uncle, and then his uncle...agreed.

What Mu Wei was wearing was not her own clothes at all, it was one size too big for no reason, and it looked a little weird with her timid look.

"My dear brother, you have to know that we are helping you, and you don't want to be a servant for the rest of your life, it's too pitiful." Mu Shan wiped her tears pityingly, her weak and boneless appearance was more ethereal .

"Thank you...sister." Mu Wei raised his head stiffly, he was more afraid of Mu Shan than the impulsive Mu Gu.

"Sigh." Mu Shan sighed, as if recalling something: "Sister knows that your mother has done something disgraceful, but you are still just a child, and you are innocent in the first place."

"When the eldest brother was here last time, I spoke a little harshly. Don't worry about it, I'm just here to help you. If you don't say that, my brother will not calm down."

Mu Wei pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything. Although he didn't know why this sister always looked very friendly, he knew that the other party hated him very much.

The companion who was also an outer disciple heard Mu Shan's voice and looked at Mu Wei who was next to her with some disgust: "Shanshan, you are so kind, who would be so considerate of a bastard and waste such a big money?" Focus on getting a place for the assessment."

Mu Shan shook her head quickly, with a wry smile on her lips: "After all, he is my half-brother. For my sake, don't talk about him."

"He doesn't look like your younger brother." The person who spoke just now was a little indignant: "A bastard is a bastard."

Mu Wei hurriedly took a step back, shrinking herself even more concealed, every time this sister chatted with others, these people would look for him in private.

Thinking of this, Mu Wei lowered his head sadly. In the beginning, everyone just had some objections to his illegitimate child status, but there were also many people who didn't care about these and treated him well, but now everyone hates him for some reason.

Mu Wei raised her head in a daze. Didn't they say that the illegitimate child was not his fault before? Why is everyone looking disgusted now?

Mu Shan is very good-looking, 16 years old like a flower, shy and charming.The 17-year-old Mu Gu already has the posture of an adult. Although he looks ordinary, his muscles are still favored by many women.

Mu Wei, on the other hand, has a thin body and sallow skin. He keeps his head down all day long, with a cautious expression on his face, like a yellow-haired mouse.

Mu Shan's eyes flicked across Mu Wei's body, she was a bit vicious, even though it was her brother who was playing the villain, but she couldn't let her brother kill someone, this time, if this kid didn't die, he would be maimed!

A good-for-nothing participated in the competition, and the result can be imagined.

Mu Wei noticed the look in Mu Shan's eyes and wanted to cry for a moment. Ever since he met Uncle Feng, he was very sensitive to this kind of killing intent, so cold that he couldn't even move his hands and feet.

"Shanshan."

Mu Gu's voice sounded behind him, with some dissatisfaction: "Shanshan, why do you have to waste time adding a quota for him."

Although he listened to Mu Shan very much, this time still made him a little annoyed. If he didn't like this kid, he just killed him. Why did he spend so much effort to let him die in the competition.

"Brother, you know I don't like to kill people." Mu Shan held Mu Gu, "And didn't you say last time that we should spend more time on competitions."

Mu Gu has always been strong-bodied and simple-minded, so he didn't think much about why it's a waste of time to get a quota, he just said that Shanshan is too kind, even if he hates people, he doesn't want to do it himself.

It's just that kind people would shrewdly choose to borrow a knife to kill someone?

Mu Wei secretly raised his eyes. It's not that he didn't know, but he didn't dare to resist. He had seen many people who resisted Mu Shan and died for some reason.

The head of the sect was sitting alone on a high place, his gaze resting on the Bing Yi sword in the opponent's hand for a second.

"Junior Sect Leader." Feng Shuyu held his sword and made a bow with both hands, which was small but still polite.

The master hummed.

At the beginning, the master accepted Feng Shuyu first, and threatened that he would not accept any disciples, but when he found out that Feng Shuyu was a celestial spirit body, but his mind was really dull, he was accepted as an apprentice again. Facing this senior brother, his The mood is indeed a bit complicated.

Feng Shuyu looked at the junior in the original owner's memory, this junior is the real favored child of heaven, blessed by nature, he is a real Nascent Soul at a young age.If the original owner hadn't been a fool, this junior wouldn't have entered the gate of the Four Elephant Sect by coincidence.

"Brother, just sit down." The master pointed to the seat closest to him.

Feng Shuyu came back to his senses, hummed, and sat up with his clothes raised, his hair hanging on the back of the seat, his movements were as reserved and regular as the head of the sect.

This memory just flashed by him for a moment, and he focused on Mu Wei at random. He saw everything that happened to the other party, and was immediately displeased.

His future apprentice really lacks training.

There seemed to be a snort coming from Feng Shuyu's mouth. When he looked carefully, the other party still had a expressionless expression, but no one knew that he had already made plans for his future apprentice in his heart.

"This year is really not as good as every year." Tai Yi looked at the group of children below and sighed.

"Indeed." The head of the sect also looked down, "Those with good roots must have been picked out by the Qingxu sect long ago."

The Qingxu Sect has been the boss for more than 200 years, and recently it has become more and more excessive.

Hearing the word Qingxumen, Feng Shuyu curled up his fingertips slightly, and the air-conditioning around his body increased.

While the heads were chatting, the competition below had gradually heated up.

Now the match is Mu Shan, and Mu Gu's match was in the previous match. Although his cultivation base is not high, his muscular body still defeats the inner disciples who are too lazy to cultivate.

As soon as Mu Shan came out, almost all the male disciples' eyes were glued to her.

Facing the gazes of the male disciples, Mu Shan was complacent, but her face was as gentle as water, but her bright face added a bit of coquettishness to this gentleness.

The inner disciple who was competing with her also happened to be a male disciple, his eyes lit up immediately, and he was reluctant to attack such a lovely person.

According to the order of the competition, Mu Shan was followed by Mu Wei, and it was also the last match this time. Feng Shuyu didn't look at Mu Shan, but focused on Mu Wei's trembling legs.

Faced with the cowardly performance of his future apprentice, Feng Shuyu couldn't bear it any longer and broke the opponent's legs.

What he hates the most are cowardly people, and his belongings must not be like this!

Mu Shan triumphed more easily than Mu Gu, not only because her ability is stronger than Mu Gu, but more importantly, she stared with big eyes, who would be willing to take action against this watery woman, she has always been good at using her skin .

Next...it was finally Mu Wei's turn.

Mu Wei's eyes widened, and he looked at his opponent numbly. He had seen this person before, and he had seen Mu Shan chatting intimately with this person.

The inner disciple looked at the skinny boy opposite him viciously, and he was merciless in his strikes. All kinds of accidents will always happen in the game, no, death is no big deal.

It was almost a one-sided massacre.

Feng Shuyu watched the cruel match with cold eyes, and looked at the inner disciple as if he was looking at a dead person.

The author has something to say: Exam week is coming soon, and I feel so stuffy...