The road to breaking the master is long

The Double Ninth Festival, the annual grand gathering of immortals.The disciples of the major aristocratic families will go to the mountain to observe and learn, and choose the teacher according to the results of the martial arts competitions of the disciples of the immortal sects.

At the foot of Cangyi Mountain, a well-dressed, ordinary-looking young man was full of pride.The craftsmanship of the thousand-faced man Xili has become more and more superb. After wearing this mask, I can't even recognize it myself.Looking up at Cangyi Mountain, the corners of her lips slightly curled up, Demon Lord Blue Domain, today is the day of your death.If you want to stop, you will go up the mountain.

"Brother, did you also come to the mountain to observe martial arts?" A handsome young man in Tsing Yi hurried over and realized that he was being impolite, and hurriedly cupped his hands: "I am He Lanxuan."

"It turned out to be Brother He Lan, and Wang Ning is here to watch the martial arts." The young man replied, "Seeing that you are alone, why don't you go together?"

He Lanxuan was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly.

I have already concealed my identity, why does this kid still have such an expression when he is with me.Wang Ning was a little confused about the situation for a while.Along the way, He Lanxuan always found some topics to chat with Wang Ning, and his tone was very humble, as if he was afraid that a certain sentence would offend the other party.And the more He Lanxuan had this attitude, the more worried Wang Ning became. Could it be that this person has discovered my identity.

Just as he was thinking, a few teenagers passed by the two of them with disgust on their faces.

"I didn't expect someone to be willing to go with He Lanxuan, it's really self-deprecating!"

"That's right, he's just a shameless illegitimate child, no, it should be said that he is an illegitimate child without any qualifications!"

Hearing this, He Lanxuan, who was originally full of joy because someone was traveling with him, immediately lowered his head in shame.

At this moment, Wang Ning finally knew the reason. Looking at the young man in front of him, Wang Ning felt a little pity, and said solemnly, "We can't choose the starting point, but we can control the ending point."

We cannot choose the starting point, but we can decide the end point.He Lanxuan repeated it silently in his heart, and then the brilliance reappeared in his eyes, and he was sincerely grateful: "Thank you, I know what I should do."

When the two arrived at the Cangyishan martial arts arena, the surrounding area was already full of children from aristocratic families who watched martial arts.And at the martial arts viewing table in the distance, all the masters of the Four Palaces and Three Palaces except Xuanzhen Shenjun have all left their seats.

In the center of the arena, Xuanzhen Shenjun stood straight and looked coldly at the bottom of the arena.

Today Xuanzhen's clothes are extraordinarily neat and majestic, the plain white gown is spotless, and his ink hair is tied up dignifiedly like a hosta.His face was as cold as jade, and his eyes as cold as springs, showing nobility and solemnity.

Xuanli hadn't slept all night, and now he didn't have any energy at all. Seeing Xuanzhen's attire, he became more sleepy, and yawned: "Xiao Canghe, look at your master Xuanzhen, you have to act like a master all day long. .If you can let go of these restraints earlier, you probably won’t stay at the sixth level of Xuanhua for a long time without breaking through, so don’t learn from him in the future.”

At that time when he was in the blood domain, Xuanli always complained about Xuanzhen's style, and it is still the same now.Lin Canghe shook his head secretly, and then asked, "Master, have you broken through the sixth stage of mystical transformation?" Defeated two Taixu masters.

Fortunately, Xuanli didn't pay attention to this point, instead he was full of complacency: "I broke through a long time ago, not to brag about you, the only one who can fight your master in the world of immortals and demons is Shaoqiong of Nether Palace."

Thirteen, this is another bragging fault!Lin Canghe smiled deliberately and said: "Isn't Uncle Xuanqing also only siblings with Master?" After speaking, he deliberately looked at Xuanli, wanting to see an embarrassing expression.

Unexpectedly, Xuanli just glanced at Lin Canghe with disgust: "You really have no vision. As a teacher, I let him go. If he loses in the same school, he will lose face. I am very strong and victorious, if I leave Cangyi Mountain in a fit of anger like my uncle Qing Xuzi did back then, I will be guilty of a great crime. But being chased and contested every day is quite annoying."

Lin Canghe obviously didn't believe it, so just brag, and continued: "Master, you lost to the uncle once, and the uncle won't fight with you again."

Xuanli raised his forehead: "Then you don't want to lose face as a teacher? If you don't win him, you will give him a lot of face. It is impossible to lose to him."

At this time Xuan Qing sneezed, then raised his hand to rub his nose.

On the martial arts arena, the cold wind blew, and Xuanzhen's snow-white robe fluttered, making the already stern face even more solemn, showing the demeanor of a generation of grandmasters.

"Today is the day for my immortal sect to select disciples in the martial arts competition. It is also the day when the top three disciples in the palace are selected in the martial arts competition to compete with the devil. Different from previous years, this year the palace masters of our four palaces and three palaces will fight three times first. If the four If the palace loses, they will move out of Cangyi Mountain. After the battle of the palace lord, the disciples of the various palaces will compete in martial arts as in previous years. Through these competitions, the children of each family can choose the palace gate they want to enter, and then the palace master will test whether they can enter the palace or not. Accept as disciples. According to the rules of previous years, two people from each palace will have an elimination competition, and draw lots to determine their opponents."

Among the disciples of various families, a young man in purple clothes stands out particularly. He has a handsome face that is rare in the world. He holds a folding fan in his hand. Just standing still, his whole body is full of nobility.The young man raised his eyes and glanced at the martial arts platform casually, and then his eyes moved slightly, Xuanli Shenjun?

"Hey, isn't this Nangong Yue, the next head of the Nangong family?"

The purple-clothed boy looked towards the person, and saw that the boy in front of him was wearing a snow-white long gown, with a white jade hairpin pinned to his head.It was obvious that the boy didn't know the person coming.

The visitor smiled and said, "I forgot to introduce myself, I am a disciple of Tianshu Palace Dongfang Si." After speaking, he looked at Nangong Yue: "I really don't see anything special about it!"

"Si, don't be rude." Nan Gongyi walked over, Dongfang Si stepped aside.

There are countless families in the Taixiao Realm, but there are ten famous families in the world.The aristocratic family and the immortal sect are two different forces, but they are closely related to each other and protect each other.The Nangong Family is the number one family in the Taixiao Realm, and there are countless heavenly masters in the family. Its patriarch, Nangong Wushang, founded the Nangong Family even earlier than the Four Palaces and Three Houses, and his cultivation has even entered Taixu.Nangong Yu, the lord of Tianxuan Palace and Xuanqing Shenjun, is also a descendant of the Nangong family.

Nangong Yi and Nangong Yue are the eldest sons of Nangong Ning and the second son Nangong Ren of the Nangong family respectively. The heir to the head of the family.

It would be fine if Nangong Yue's cultivation was extremely high, but she has never entered the immortal sect until now.Therefore, Nangong Yi felt a little bit unwilling in his heart, and even the disciples of Tianshu Palace also had a bit of hostility towards Nangong Yue, for Nan Gongyi's injustice.

Nangong Yi smiled at Nangong Yue: "Cousin, why are you interested in coming here, but I figured it out, and want to learn from a teacher?"

Nangong Yue smiled gently: "I just heard that there seemed to be a grandmaster competition in the Four Palaces and Three Mansions, so I came to take a look out of curiosity."

"With your aptitude, if you entered the Immortal Sect early, your cultivation base will not be inferior to mine at this moment. It's a pity."

"My cousin has won the prize. I heard that Xuanli Shenjun has accepted a disciple. Have you ever met my cousin? How is this person's qualifications?"

"For this martial arts competition, that junior brother will be on the stage, and there will be results at that time. In fact, why should my cousin be obsessed with Xuanli Shenjun? As the saying goes, the master leads the door, and the cultivation depends on the individual..."

Nangong Yue obviously didn't want to continue this topic anymore, she raised her eyes and saw many young ladies from the family gathered around, she smiled and said, "Cousin, many young ladies from the old family have already gathered around."

Nangong Yi followed Nangong Yue's eyes and smiled helplessly: "The title of Immortal World No. 1 is really troublesome, so I will go first."

Seeing Nangong Yi left, the faces of all the young ladies from the aristocratic families were full of disappointment, and they all stopped and turned around.

At this time, Shangguan Jue was startled and said: "That is Xuanli Shenjun is actually Xuanli Shenjun! Didn't Xuanli Shenjun never come here in the past? Did he want to accept apprentices this year, or did he come here for the competition between the four palaces and three palaces masters?" of?"

"I heard that Xuanli Shenjun accepted an apprentice. Let's see how the apprentice's level is. If he is not bad, it is a good choice to worship him. Firstly, Xuanli Shenjun has few disciples, and the threshold must be very low. Second, There are few beginner disciples, so there is no shortage of spiritual materials." Mu Wen, a disciple of the aristocratic family beside him, said.

Shangguan Jue disagreed: "Although this is the case, Xuanli Shenjun has not been out for many years, and I don't know what his cultivation level is. If he has not yet reached the level of Xuanhua, no matter how many spiritual materials he has, he may not be able to cultivate it. I still I think Xuanzhen Shenjun is the best, his cultivation has reached the sixth stage of Xuanhua, and he is the most promising grandmaster in the immortal sect to break through to the Taixu realm."

Mu Wen smiled: "That's good, but the competition is huge, and it's not easy to get in. Doesn't Brother Shangguan have a deep understanding of this?"

Shangguan Jue looked at Nangong Yue unconvinced: "Brother Nangong, what do you think?"

Nangong Yue was thoughtful and didn't hear the conversation between the two.The head of the family once said that among the four palaces and three mansions, Xuanli Shenjun should be the leader in terms of cultivation. Unfortunately, the head of the house only met him once and did not have a close relationship with him. Moreover, he seems to never accept disciples, even if they are members of the Murong family. Yes, otherwise I must find a way to send me into his sect.

Mu Wen sneered: "It's you who thinks you are Brother Nangong. If he wants to, which palace gate doesn't open quickly to welcome him, even Tianshu Palace, which has always had strict conditions for accepting apprentices, is probably no exception."

At this time Nangong Yue suddenly said: "If Xuanli Shenjun accepts disciples, but I want to worship under him."

Nangong Yue hasn't worshiped in the immortal sect for many years, could it be that she has been waiting for Xuanli Shenjun to accept his apprentice?Shangguan Jue and Mu Wen looked surprised, they had never heard of how powerful Xuanli Shenjun is!I really don't understand what Nangong Yue is thinking.

Shangguan Jue: "I thought that even if you didn't worship Xuanzhen Shenjun, you would worship Xuanqing Shenjun. After all, Nangong Yu is your family."

Nangong Yue smiled: "Because I belong to my family, I have to avoid it if I want to achieve something."

On the martial arts arena, Xuan Zhen continued: "The battle of the masters of our four palaces and three palaces will be held next. Zhenjun Ziji, I wonder who will compete in the first match?"

Zhenjun Zimo got up: "I'm coming." Said, he flew onto the martial arts arena.

Today Zimo Zhenjun seemed to have intentions, changed his previous dressing style, and changed into a dark brocade silk gown with a dark red brocade belt around his waist, a pair of black bronzing boots with curling edges on his feet, and his hair neatly tied together. A bundle of red hosta.The eyebrows are also drawn heavier and sharper than before, making them extraordinarily majestic and cold.

"Do you feel that Zhenjun Zimo's clothes look like a person, who is here, and the words are on the tip of his tongue, so he can't remember."

"You mean our master?" the little disciple of Tianxuan Palace asked.

"Yes, yes, it is Xuanqing Shenjun."

At that moment, many people looked at Xuan Qing at the same time, but they saw that Xuan Qing was wearing a blue dress.

"Did Zhenjun Zimo and Shenjun Xuanqing make an appointment? Let's change the style together?"

"Shh!"

On the martial arts arena, Xuanzhen looked at Cangyishan's seat and asked, "Which junior will fight in this battle?"

Xuanruo got up: "Since it's Senior Brother Zimo, then I, Xuanruo, will take over the first match." Yu Luofei stepped onto the arena.

The corners of Zimo Zhenjun's mouth curled up, provocatively: "I really didn't expect that Junior Brother Xuanruo would actually fight. It seems that Junior Brother Xuanruo has never forgotten the competition 2000 years ago! Today Junior Brother should be more serious. Accidentally lose again... Brother, I'm afraid I will be remembered by my brother for the rest of my life."

Xuanruo's complexion sank instantly, and he clenched his fists unconsciously.

"Oh! It's an old-fashioned record from 2000 years ago, and you still have a big face to mention it. In the end, the competition against the Sanfu was not defeated. I really don't know why these people are so shameless!" Uncle Fu said loudly, " Xuanruo little guy, beat up this big face!"

Zimo Zhenjun's face darkened instantly.

Xuan Ruo was relieved, and smiled: "It's so long ago, I can't think that senior brother can still remember it so clearly, so how can senior brother move forward? In this battle, I will help senior brother see the reality." The words fell The ice-colored mysterious sword was held in the palm of his hand: "The sword is named Lingyi."

A trace of disdain flashed invisible in Zimo's eyes, and he sneered: "Spiritual? Ha... what kind of ghost name is this, do you want to entrust the victory or defeat to the luck of ghosts and gods? It seems that today's battle is about to be accepted by the younger brother again. " Said he called out a high-grade ink-colored fairy sword: "Thousands of years ago I defeated you with ink evil, and today I want you to defeat under ink evil."

"Hehe, I'm really uneducated. He is Lingyi, and his spirit is a spirit of agility. The character obtained is a witty and misty spirit on the sword body. As for Yi, you will know it when you hit it. Besides, what is it that I want you to defeat after a thousand years?" Under Moxie, would it be useless to forge a mysterious weapon? I think it’s been 2000 years and you’ve still only forged such a high-quality celestial weapon, right?” Fu Bo muttered, as if talking to himself, but it was just right for those present to hear.

As if being told, Zhenjun Zimo's hand holding the sword trembled slightly with anger, and his face was so dark that ink dripped out.

Seeing this, Xuan Ruo couldn't help asking casually: "Senior brother..." Before the words came to an end, Zimo glanced over sharply, Xuan Ruo suppressed his voice, but there was a smile in his eyes, Senior Brother Xuan Li's family is really a living treasure .

"Be careful, Senior Brother Zimo." After saying this, he pointed to the sword mark, and then Lingyi sank into the sky, and the temperature of the competition field dropped suddenly, causing the surrounding observers to shudder.Immediately, white snowflakes floated down all over the sky.

"Huh? Is this...is it snowing?" Shangguan Jue raised his hand to catch a snowflake, and when he touched it, he unconsciously recalled the thing he regretted the most.

"Okay! Unexpectedly, this little guy like Xuanruo can change the situation in just a few thousand years." Uncle Fu said to Xuanli with a full face of approval, but seeing Xuanli staring at Luoxue in a daze, he raised his hand to touch Xuanli: " What are you thinking? I was talking to you, didn't you hear me?"

"Is it because of that snow that you made that choice..." Xuanli looked at Luoxue with questions, but also seemed to be answering, with grief in his eyes.

"Alas!" Uncle Fu sighed deeply in a rare way, Lingyi, Lingyi, if you get it, it means ripples, as long as the sword is drawn, it will cause ripples in the hearts of those around you, and then make the enemy lose their minds for a moment, and the more obsessed they become The more you get stuck in it.

When Lin Canghe saw Xuanli's appearance, he felt a tingling pain in his heart, what's the matter, he suddenly became like this. "Master, look at me!" As he spoke, he walked in front of Xuanli and made a grimace. Xuanli was taken aback because he didn't pay attention, and his thoughts were pulled back. Fortunately, now that the person has returned, there is still time for everything.Wen Sheng reprimanded: "How big is a person, and he is still not in shape."

I don't know why, Lin Canghe just felt that Xuanli looked at him with eyes that were not right at this moment, being too gentle and cherishing.The old man's face turned red immediately, and he covered it up: "Master was frightened just now! I didn't expect Master to be afraid of ghosts?!"

"I'm not afraid!" Xuanli frowned slightly, "Go back and draw a funny face for me a hundred times."

"Ugh!" Lin Canghe instantly felt that it must have been an illusion, and resentfully walked aside to stand next to Uncle Fu.No matter what, seeing that the grief in Xuanli's eyes was gone, she felt a little relieved.

Xuanli looked at Xuanruo with eyes full of praise: "I haven't sparred for many years, but Xuanruo's cultivation has reached such a level that even I was affected by the sword in his hand without noticing."

And the competition arena was already covered with snow.What is surprising is that Zimo Zhenjun did not lose his mind for a moment.

Off the court, Fu Bo complained: "This guy lives more heartless than me!"

Xuanli shook his head: "Look carefully, Master Zimo is not unaffected, but his obsession is different from ours."

Uncle Fu looked it over carefully, and felt that Zimo Zhenjun was not unusual at all, but since Xuanli said that there must be, it can only be that his cultivation level is not enough to see it, so he couldn't help being a little discouraged: "I still haven't looked at it. come out."

Xuanli explained: "From Luoxue to now, the hostility and contempt in Zhenjun Zimo's eyes have become more and more obvious. If my inference is correct, he should have practiced the mind-changing method."

"Changing Yuan Xin Fa? Is that the one that uses the help of absorbing monsters and demon pills? It is rumored that the cultivation base of this practice method is indeed increasing rapidly, even by a thousand miles. But people who practice it will most likely be rejected Turning back into the devil, what's more, you will be eaten by thousands of ghosts to death. Because of this, our Cangyi Mountain has listed it as a taboo mental method, and strictly prohibits disciples from practicing it. Zhenjun Zimo really..." Uncle Fu couldn't believe it .

Xuanli nodded: "Since the mentality is there, there must be seniors who have cultivated it. Since Zimo Zhenjun dared to try, he thought he had done a lot of homework, so he might not fail. But don't talk about it. Anyone who has practiced Most people with this kind of mentality don't want to be known by others, so don't touch this bad luck."

Faber nodded honestly.

On the martial arts arena, Zhenjun Zimo's black hair unknowingly condensed into frost. He raised his hand and touched the black hair carelessly, and the frost melted wherever his hand touched, with a look of disdain: "It's a small skill."

At the same time, a bit of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, his hands moved quickly, and the ink color on Mo Xie gradually expanded. In the blink of an eye, the entire martial arts arena was completely covered in thick ink mist, and the figures of the two could no longer be seen clearly in the arena.

"Be careful, Junior Brother Xuanruo." After saying that, Zhenjun Zimo melted into the thick fog.

"Although I don't want to admit it, Zimo has indeed improved a lot since then." Uncle Fu praised reluctantly.

"Zhenjun Zimo can't win this round." Xuan Qing rarely spoke.

Both Xuanli and Uncle Fu looked at Xuanqing in unison as if they were frightened, and Xuanqing turned his head away with a muffled snort.