Inside the Ghost Dao Sect, a black-clothed figure stood with his hands in his hands, and Wei Pai stood under the stage without mistake at the same night, with a gloomy face.

"If this son is not removed, it will become a big disaster for my sect, Wei Pai, you will personally go and arrange it. ”

"Wait!This time he defeated me, he was just a fluke, if it weren't for my excessive spiritual power consumption, it was still unknown who would have killed the deer!" Ye Wuxian said, with a thick unwillingness in his tone.

The shadow of the black clothes turned, looking directly at the night without mistake, judging from the face, about forty or fifty years old, but the actual age of the cultivator can be seen from the face, and he can sit in the position of the sect master of the Ghost Dao Sect, but he is afraid that he has been practicing the Tao for hundreds of years. "Hmph! Let's talk about the assassination, you go to Kusha Mountain first to get the January Black Wind!"

Ye Wuxian frowned slightly, stopped speaking, and walked straight out, heading straight for the bitter mountain.

After leaving without mistakes, Wei Pai asked in a low voice, "Sect Master, just let that kid Mu Bai grow up?"

"It's okay, he won't be able to become a climate in a short period of time, since he has the confidence to defeat him, he will solve it himself, this matter is here, I'm afraid it will be a demon in his heart, which will affect his future cultivation. ”

"The sect master is far-reaching, I admire it!" Wei Pai looked respectful and said with a deep smile.

"The horse is gone, how is the preparation for the altar?" The man in black had a serious face and stared at Wei Pai directly.

Hearing this, Wei Pai's smile immediately retracted, "The base layer of the altar has been perfected ninety percent, if you want to complete it quickly, you need more 'rice', if the sect master is too slow, I will let people increase their efforts." ”

The black cloth asked, "At the current speed, how long will it take, and how long will it take to do it with all its might?"

"At a normal pace, it will take ten years, and if you do it with all your might, one year is enough. ”

The black-clothed shadow was silent, and after a while, he said: "No, do it with all your might, I'm afraid that other sects will fight each other, and things will be even more difficult to handle at that time." ”

"Thou shalt command that it shall go on as it is, and that it shall take a little more time than expose the things of the altar." ”

"Subordinates obey!" Wei Pai bowed, and then with a wave of his sleeves, the magic weapon gourd appeared in the air, suddenly becoming larger, carrying Wei Pai and disappearing into the sky, not knowing where to go.

Heavenly Sword Pavilion Tibetan Sword Hall, Chi Xiaozi sat on the side, above the main seat was the sword master who appeared, and Jian Wei knelt under the Tibetan Sword Hall, trembling in both strands, which showed the fear of the person in the main position.

"You mean, as soon as his sword intent came out, he disintegrated all the dragon sword techniques you cast?" The sword master's voice was indifferent, without the slightest feeling.

"That's true, the disciple doesn't dare to hide it!" Jian Wei swallowed his saliva, his eyes were full of fear, and his tone of voice was very low, and he didn't dare to answer loudly.

The sword master's face was slightly cold, and he scolded: "Do you want to tell me that a junior who defeated you has cultivated the sword intent to the realm of Xiaocheng?"

Jian Wei knelt on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly, and said in horror: "The disciple is incompetent, but Mu Bai Sword is one."

out, indeed..."

"Go back and practice well, if you humiliate the sect again, you won't have to live, that will only be a waste of resources. With a wave of the sword master's sleeve, a wave of aura suddenly appeared, forming a spiritual wind, rolling the sword Wei outside the Hidden Sword Hall.

"Sword Master, you say, the disappearance of the inscription will have something to do with this junior?"

The sword master stroked his long beard and said, "It shouldn't be, the sect classics record that this stele has existed for an unknown number of years, and there is no way to consider it, after dozens of generations, no one can crack its Chinese characters, how can a small condensation junior do it." ”

"Wait, maybe the key to this stele is not in the text, let the inside line stare at that kid, and tell me at any time if there is any change. ”

"Yes, I'll do it!"

Tongtian Chamber of Commerce, Tongtian City.

"Mingying, you mean, that kid just gave you two places?. The middle-aged scribe in the golden robe asked, his face full of suspicion.

"Father, how can I hide this from me. ”

The middle-aged man in the golden robe nodded lightly and said, "That's what you said." Half of the quota for the Heavenly Rank Transformation has been booked by the Eastern Regions Lord's Council, and the core disciples of the Lord's Council will come within five years, and when you move around more, whether you can have a chance to be promoted depends on this time. ”

"The Lord will come, will there be a transformation level of seniors coming?" He Mingying looked at the golden-robed scribe with an excited expression.

The golden-robed middle-aged man stretched out his hand and patted He Ming's shoulder, and said with a wry smile: "How could the power of the transformation level come here, in their eyes, the Yutang Xiuzhen Kingdom is just a poor country, if there is nothing worthy of their attention, they will never come." And even if you come, it's not something you can see, you still have to practice kindly, if someone from the Lord Guild takes a fancy to you and goes to the Eastern Regions Lord's Guild, you will naturally have a chance to be promoted to transform into a great power. ”

"It's a child who thinks too much, how can the transformation power come here!"

Because of Mu Bai's performance in the Seven Sects Competition, all the sect forces have locked their eyes on the Xiaoshan Sect, especially Mu Bai, who has attracted much attention.

"Master, what should be done with these three places?" After returning to the sect, Mu Bai went straight to Zhengyang and asked about the quota of Nangong Dawn.

Nangong Xiaoxiao's eyes were scorching, and he said approvingly: "Your approach is already known to the teacher, and I am very relieved that you can think about the sect." As for the quota, as I said before, you can dispose of what you get by yourself. ”

"How's the preparation for breaking through the Refinement Realm?"

"There is still a lot to prepare, and I am afraid that I will not break through in a short time, but the disciple has something unclear and wants to ask the master. ”

Nangong Xiaoxiao looked sideways, and said with a hint of color in his eyes: "But it doesn't hurt to say, it's not easy for your kid to come and ask me once!"

"I want to know, what is the geometry of the master's cultivation?

, how high is the heaven of the Jade Tang Xiuzhen Kingdom?"

"Hahaha! I'm still in the Qi Condensation Realm, and I'm already seeing how high the sky is, so ambitious!

"As a teacher, I will let you see how high the sky of the Jade Tang Xiuzhen Kingdom is!" As soon as the words fell, Nangong Dawn grabbed it with his big hand, lifted Mu Bai to the Zhengyang Sword, and in the blink of an eye, the two came to the east side of the Xiaoshan Mountain Range, ten miles away from Zhengyang.

Without waiting for Mu Bai to react, Nangong broke dawn with both hands, and a mountain peak the size of a hundred zhang suddenly condensed out and smashed into the distance. The spiritual power mountain peak collided with the real mountain range, the loud noise shook the sky, the stones flew up, and in an instant, a miniature mountain range was flattened, and the power was terrifying.

"Speed, one breath and ten miles, combat power, can level mountains and rivers, divine thoughts, covering a radius of 100 miles, cultivation, cultivation peak. There are more than 20 people in the Yutang Cultivation True Kingdom! These people are the heavens of the Yutang Dynasty. ”

Nangong Xiaoxiao's tone of speech was very flat, but it was not difficult to feel the slightest arrogance from it, the arrogance of being the top of a country.

"It's too low! Such a day, it will be broken when you stab it!" Mu Bai's eyes flashed with gloom.

"Huh?"

Nangong Xiaoxiao was shocked in his heart, and turned his head to look at Mu Bai, with a trace of incomprehension and dumbness in his eyes. He thought of many replies, either surprised, praised, or envious, but Mu Bai's eyes were lost, his mouth was disdainful, and he didn't know how to reply.

Mu Bai's answer made him fall silent, and a person in the condensation realm said this, he didn't know whether to say arrogant or sad.

"Master?"

Mu Bai spoke softly, a low tone flashed in his eyes, and asked.

"The path of cultivation is endless, the cultivation of the mortal, the transformation of the mortal, and the transformation of the mortal, and I have been practicing for more than 300 years now, and I have been staying in the cultivation for a hundred years, I don't know if there is a chance to break through in this life. Nangong Xiaoxiao frowned, his tone was low, and his sense of loss was fully revealed.

"The road is under your feet, your heart is in the sky, as long as you want, anything is possible!"

Nangong Xiaoxiao looked directly at Mu Bai, and suddenly smiled, smiling very happily. "I've been cultivating for three hundred years in Nangong Dawn, but I didn't expect to be taught by my own apprentices today, and the more I learn, the more I retreat!"

After returning to the sect, Nangong claimed to be in retreat at dawn, and the affairs of the sect were handed over to Elder Fuqing for disposal.

Mu Bai was not in a hurry to practice, he talked about interesting things with the old man Qin, visited the sect, exchanged cultivation experiences with the third brother Pei Zhen, and practiced and learned.

As for the boss Qin Qingshan, he devoted himself to ink and wash Danqing, and his wife and children didn't dare to disturb him, let alone Mu Bai. Compared with the obsession of the eldest and the madness of the third, the second Jiang Rui is too leisurely, except for taking care of the young son, basking in the sun, he is wandering around, and the son is very comfortable, not an immortal, better than an immortal.

"Brother Lin, how do you feel the gun intent?" After seeing Qin Lao and the others, Mu Bai went straight to Lin Feng.

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I still don't understand what it means, I have a lot of doubts! You came to me on purpose, is there something?"

Mu Bai flipped his hand, and a jade bead appeared in his hand, and then handed it to Lin Feng, saying, "How can the quota of Heavenly Rank Transformation be without you." ”

Lin Feng glanced at Mu Bai deeply, took the jade bead, and said, "Even if I owe you, I will pay it back in the future." ”

"Oh, what are you going to do with it, can you get the opportunity for the transformation of the Heavenly Rank?" Mu Bai looked at Lin Feng in surprise and asked.

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and said, "No." ”

"No, then you still owe, I don't make a loss-making deal, bring the jade beads!" Mu Bai pretended to be snobbish, quite a feeling of a rich man.

"Can't!"

"You... Get. It's really hard to talk to people like you, I'd better go to Wang Yi, he's much more interesting than you. With that, Mu Bai immediately got up and left the law enforcement with a scolding.

Looking at Mu Bai's back, the jade bead in his hand tightened a little.

"You're here!"

"How is the injury? Are you okay?" Sitting next to the couch, Mu Bai's eyes were full of worry, if he hadn't done it deliberately, Wang Yi would not have been so seriously injured, so serious that he almost died.

"What can happen, the ancestor has just seen it, but the five organs are shaken, there is some dirty blood, and after taking the pill, it will not be cured. ”

"That's good, that's good. Mu Bai took out a jade bead and put it next to Wang Yi's pillow without saying much.

Wang Yi looked at Yuzhu in a daze, there was a fluorescent flash in his eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said: "You take it, I didn't contribute, but dragged back, and I deserved it." ”

"Drag the ghost and keep the other disciples of the sect, this is a great achievement, take it, you have to remember, this is to be returned. Mu Bai Lang spoke, and he was full of words.

Wang Yi squeezed out a smile and said, "Okay! Then I will accept it, and I will pay it back later." ”