The rewards of Qi Yue, Ge Yi and the others were so generous that many elders in the sect could not imagine.

Murong Chao looked at the movements of the people in the Hundred Flowers Hall, his face was cold and made up, carefully calculated, who would have thought that in the end it would be empty!

"Murong Ah, ......" Huang Long's attention was on Murong Chao's body, and everyone's eyes in the hall were also focused on Murong Chao's body, this time in the battle inside the door, although Li Kangshan's combat power was strong, but ...... The killing method that was almost like a demon made everyone remember it in their minds.

Although this competition within the sect is a competition between newcomers, but this group of people in Qin Haoxuan's generation, except for Xu Yu, who did not make a move, the other most outstanding people are all teaching people, and everyone will also regard this incident as a teaching skill between the future Taichu leaders.

Therefore, everyone also paid more attention to the people behind the three disciples.

"Zhangjiao, Murong is at fault!"

Murong Chao got up first and clenched his fists and knelt on the ground: "The disciple asked to remove himself from the position of the master of the courtyard, the disciple wants to win too much! I also like Kang Shan too much, not just thinking about this game, but hoping that he will have more skills to save his life and kill the enemy on the battlefield of the Demon Abyss in the future...... It's all the disciple's fault!"

Huang Long looked at Murong Chao and fell silent.

Murong Chao really has a problem this time, and the demons in his heart are obviously there! It's just that who will go instead? The people of the older generation should now cultivate well and impact the realm!

Who do the others choose? Huang Long fell into a headache, although Tai Chu was thriving, but the background was too little! If Zhang Yang and Li Jing were still alive, maybe there would be someone who could be replaced...... Now, I'm afraid that the others won't be able to control the West Pole...... Qin Haoxuan can ...... Qin Haoxuan has been a hall master, and now he also needs to impact the realm, so he shouldn't be harassed by these things anymore.

Qin Haoxuan knew what Huang Long was thinking, he wanted to get up and take the initiative to take the position of the courtyard master, but was stopped by Huang Long's look.

Ay......

Qin Haoxuan sighed inwardly, and still got up in front of Huang Long's eyes: "Sect master, otherwise I will be the master of the courtyard for Murong for a few days......"

Take my hard-working West Pole Courtyard? Murong Chao's heart is on fire again, he just retreated as an advance, and there are not many people who can really manage the West Pole Courtyard in the entire Taichu! I just didn't expect it...... Qin Haoxuan will come out!

Huang Long raised his arm and pressed his hand, letting Qin Haoxuan sit down first.

Qin Haoxuan went to the West Pole? What are you kidding! Huang Long resolutely disagreed in his heart, even if the West Pole was revoked, he would definitely not let this kind of thing bother Qin Haoxuan. If there is really no one to change, even if Murong Chao's true heart demon is stronger in the future, he can't interfere with Qin Haoxuan's cultivation.

Murong Chao is very good...... It's just that...... Huang Long sighed in his heart, he definitely couldn't let Qin Haoxuan go to pick up the West Pole!

"Murong, practice the secret method I gave you...... In a few days, this seat will test you once. Huang Long sighed: "Courtyard Master, you should continue to hold on for the time being." ”

Murong Chao's hanging heart finally calmed down......

Huang Long was also helpless...... But others are even more unsuitable...... Although Zhang Qiang, Xu Yu, and his combat power are super stronger than Murong's, he is the master of the courtyard...... Or Murong Chao is more suitable.

"That's it......" Huang Long waved his hand to show that he was tired, Qin Haoxuan could only take a breath, there were still too few talents in the beginning, although they had won consecutive battles these days, it was still not enough!

With his resentment towards Qin Haoxuan, Murong Chao returned to his own West Pole Courtyard.

At this point, the Taichu Sect, the new leader of this region, is finally on the right track, and the disciples in the door are thriving, concentrating on cultivation, and as soon as they enter the mountain gate of the Taichu Sect, they can feel the vitality and hard work in the door.

Originally, there were still some surrounding sects that were about to move, but after feeling this kind of qi of the Taichu Sect, after thinking about it in many ways, they also surrendered again.

Taichu Teaching, inside the Natural Church.

Qin Haoxuan had been in retreat for three days, and his room seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious and mysterious aura, and the aura was coiled throughout the room, blending with him as Qin Haoxuan breathed in and out.

In front of Qin Haoxuan, the Dan Furnace that had refined the Soul Snatching Pill was all attracted by Qin Haoxuan's breath, and wisps of Dan Dao overflowed from the Dan Furnace, wrapping around the heaven-high immortal tree behind Qin Haoxuan.

On Qin Haoxuan's immortal tree, countless Dao Fruits all exude different colors of light, they surround each other, all kinds of Dao methods are in the Dao Fruit, with Qin Haoxuan's breath and disappear from time to time, when Qin Haoxuan completely calmed down and looked around at his experience in the past few decades, above his immortal tree, the white Dao flowers suddenly bloomed.

All the things in the Ten Thousand Sect Immortal Relic, the sect battle after it came out, and even the ring match a few days ago all flashed through Qin Haoxuan's mind quickly.

The way of space, the way of reincarnation, the way of the sword......

Three thousand avenues, Qin Haoxuan has never stopped on the way to pursue his immortal path, all the way forward, he knows what he thinks, understands what he thinks, the goal of wanting to fight with the sky, and even surpassing the sky has never changed!

One after another, white Dao flowers bloomed on his immortal tree, and then quietly withered, turning into Dao fruits of different colors and completely different colors......

The disciples of the entire Taichu Sect were cultivating, and as the disciples cultivated, a little bit of light spread out from them, condensing in the mid-air of the Taichu Sect, converging into a Dao rhyme that was difficult to be discovered, and imprinted on the entire Taichu Sect.

......

After returning to the West Pole Sect Courtyard, after thinking about it for a few days, the unwilling resentment in his heart not only did not disappear, but became more and more gloomy because of the anger in his heart that had nowhere to vent.

Looking at the distant east, Murong Chao's eyes that had not been closed for several days were bloodshot, his expression was gloomy, his facial features were distorted several times, and finally, he pulled the corners of his mouth fiercely, and secretly gritted his teeth and said: "Good Qin Haoxuan, good Taichu Sect! Since you treat me like this, then don't blame me Murong Chao for not caring about the friendship of the teacher!"

"Since the Ten Thousand Years Great Sect can't destroy Qin Haoxuan, what about the Supreme Great Sect?" Murong Chao slowly closed his dry eyes, and when he opened them again, there was a ruthless inside, "I don't believe it, the Supreme Great Sect can't destroy you Qin Haoxuan!"

Decades or even hundreds of years of grudges finally broke out at this moment, and Murong Chao even wanted to kill Qin Haoxuan at the expense of the entire Taichu Sect.

Qin Haoxuan's existence was already a demon in Murong Chao's heart that could not be removed.

It's just that the existence of the Supreme Sect has always been mysterious, and ordinary people have no way of knowing where its mountain gate is.

Every time someone goes, they are introduced by a disciple in advance, unless they are disciples of the Supreme Great Sect, outsiders don't know where they are.

And Murong Chao is just the head of another courtyard of a sect, so naturally he is not qualified to know any of the supreme sect mountain gates, but Murong Chao has made up his mind, and he thinks fiercely: "Isn't it the mountain gate?

Murong Chao thought that the more feasible he felt in his heart, his resentment towards Qin Haoxuan was already too deep to increase, and he made up his mind, Murong Chao directly said to the disciples in the other courtyard on the second day that he was going to go on a long trip.

Murong Chao's departure is five years.

In the past five years, Murong Chao has been to many places in order to find the mountain gate of the Supreme Great Sect, and almost every day on the way to find the mountain gate and disciples of the Supreme Great Sect, as if he has fallen into a demon, even his cultivation has been abandoned, and there is only one thought left in his mind, find the Supreme Great Sect, and then instigate them to kill Qin Haoxuan.

However, in the past five years, Murong Chao has not said that the mountain gate of the Supreme Great Sect has not even seen a single disciple of the Supreme Great Sect in five years.

In desperation, Murong Chao had no choice but to return to Taichu.

After five years of construction, at this time, the Taichu Sect rhyme is getting stronger and stronger, the disciples in the door are more than double that of five years ago, all kinds of pavilions are lined up one after another, the aura is rich, a large area of spiritual fields exudes fragrance, and occasionally there will be the sound of the spirit beast whistling in the mountains, and the momentum in the door rises in vain.

Huang Longgao sat in the main hall, watching the disciples return from outside one by one, with a little smile on his face, just like the elders of the mortal world saw their children come back.

However, five years have left deep traces of time on Huang Long's body, he is really old, wrinkles have climbed into the corners of his eyes, his hair has become completely white, and the arrogant and belligerent atmosphere of his life seems to be much weaker, adding a sense of calmness and peace, the sect can develop into what it is today, he is extremely relieved in his heart, even if he really dies, he can also make an explanation like the ancestors and ancestors of the beginning.

Qin Haoxuan, Zhang Qiang, Xu Yu and others also came in turn.

After five years of painstaking cultivation, Qin Haoxuan's cultivation has skyrocketed, and now he is already at the peak of the Dao Fruit Realm, ninety-nine Dao Fruits are hanging on the immortal tree, and the Dao rhyme is circulating, which makes it difficult for people to look sideways! As for the immortal infant who once appeared, he was cut off by himself! He wants to be perfect! The real perfection will be promoted again!

The same is true of the arrogant Xu Yu, the two of them also reached the peak of the Dao Fruit Realm cultivation half a year ago, they stood there, one like a high mountain, the other like the deep sea, different momentum, but the same shocking.

After hearing the bell, Murong Chao came in a hurry, and he didn't even go to the other courtyard, and came directly to Taichu.

Everyone in the hall was chatting, and when Elder Zhou saw Murong Chao, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Master Murong Academy, in the past few years, your cultivation has not changed much, and the gap between you and Haoxuan and them is really wide. "There is an Elder Zhou who has always been outspoken, what to say, after seeing that Murong's cultivation has not changed, he said directly.

Murong Chao naturally also saw the cultivation of Qin Haoxuan and the others, and he had already breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but now when he heard Elder Zhou's question, his chest was even tighter.

Murong Chao clenched his fists, in the past five years, he had been looking for traces of the Supreme Great Sect day and night, and his cultivation had been completely wasted, which was naturally not comparable to Qin Haoxuan's five years of retreat cultivation.