Chapter 7 Disciples
Ye Wenxuan sneered, he could already foresee the scene of Qi Wandao being engulfed in flames!
Not only him, but everyone present thought that Qi Wandao would definitely lose under this move.
However, Qi Wandao stood in place in a daze, the fireworks were approaching, he slowly raised his hand, grabbed the fire snake in his hand, and pinched it gently, the fire snake turned into sparks, sprinkled and scattered.
"This ...... How is this possible!You actually took my Clear Fire Sword Snake with your bare hands!" Ye Wenxuan shouted incredulously.
"The Twelve Swords of Clear Fire are really a waste in your hands!" Qi Wandao chuckled, but under his smile was a contempt that made Ye Wenxuan understandable.
Being so despised by an outer gate waste, Ye Wenxuan moved his killing intent and cast the spirit snake again, but he was still destroyed by Qi Wandao with his bare hands, and at this time Ye Wenxuan realized that Qi Wandao's strength may no longer be below him.
"Clear Fire Twelve Swords - Destroy the Dragon!" With a cold snort, Ye Wenxuan pointed at the long sword in his hand, and the aura surged wildly with all his strength, converging on this sword, a fire dragon roared out, and its five claws slammed towards Qi Wandao with thick flames.
Where the dragon passed, it was like magma flowing, and everything turned to ashes, burning everything!
"As soon as the dragon is slayered, this time Qi Wandao will definitely die. ”
"I didn't expect this guy to be quite resistant, and he actually forced Senior Brother Ye to use the dragon slayer, and Qi Wan Dao was definitely burned to slag. ”
"No, when Senior Brother Ye was out on a mission, he used this trick to kill more than a dozen masters of the Body Refining Six Heavens!
As soon as Ye Wenxuan's dragon slaying came out, it immediately caused a commotion among the onlookers below, and even the elders on the high platform were slightly surprised.
Among them, the most exciting is Moguzi.
"Hurry up and let Ye Wenxuan stop for me, if it goes on like this, how can Qi Wandao bear it, isn't it just the point?"
As soon as the dragon was destroyed, Qi Wandao would definitely not be able to bear it, and Mo Guzi still didn't want Qi Wandao to die in Ye Wenxuan's hands like this.
However, the offensive was out, and it was too late for him to stop it.
I saw the fire dragon roaring away, and in the blink of an eye, it came to Qi Wandao's body.
'Groan!'
The dragon raised its head, the deafening dragon groan resounded, and the fire dragon's mouth opened, and the mouth of the fire dragon was large enough to swallow several cows alive, and it was about to come to Qi Wandao's head in an instant.
"Oh no, if you are bitten by it, let alone Qi Wandao's head, even a lump of iron can be incinerated into iron pulp in an instant, Qi Wandao is finished!"
The noisy chatter around made Demo Guzi's face even more gloomy, and his hands in his sleeve robe were clenched into fists, but at this moment he could do nothing but watch all this happen.
"You're not dead now?" The corners of Ye Wenxuan's mouth curled slightly, he was full of confidence in his move to kill the dragon.
However, the corners of Ye Wenxuan's mouth were curled less than halfway, and his whole face changed in an instant.
"Presumptuous!"
Qi Wandao scolded, there was no imaginary wail and roar, his right hand was raised slightly, and a faint firelight appeared on his fingertips, like an energetic elf dancing.
It was a faint scorching sun aura emitted by the Burning Yang Dao Seed, which was enough to suppress ten thousand fires, and Ye Wenxuan's fire dragon was like the people of the mortal world to the emperor in front of him, and he didn't dare to make a mistake.
At this moment, countless people were dumbfounded, and the needle fell could be heard.
Especially Ye Wenxuan, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and madness suddenly appeared in his eyes, which he couldn't accept.
I saw that Qi Wandao had pinched the neck of the fire dragon, and the fire dragon was half an inch closer to him in an instant, he only used a slight force, and the fire dragon immediately dissipated, and the flames attached to it were directly absorbed by Qi Wandao.
While absorbing the flames, Qi Wandao snorted coldly: "Just this bit of yang power is not enough for me to stuff my teeth." "Having said that, this pure yang power made the outer flame of the Burning Yang Dao Seed shine even more brightly, like a real sun.
The cold snort was very small, and the others didn't hear it, but Ye Wenxuan heard it clearly, and his pupils couldn't help but dilate a lot in surprise.
Before Ye Wenxuan could finish his surprise, Qi Wandao's figure quickly attacked him, and his palm contained abundant spiritual power, hitting Ye Wenxuan's chest directly.
"Bang!"
"Poof!"
The moment he hit Ye Wenxuan, his figure flew out directly upside down and fell under the cloud platform, and a mouthful of blood suddenly gushed out.
This blow hurt Ye Wenxuan a lot, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, the whole person fell unconscious, and his breath became weaker.
After Ye Wenxuan fell to the ground, the scene suddenly became lively.
"How could this be, Senior Brother Ye was defeated!"
"Yes, the fire dragon sent out by Senior Brother Ye just now seems to have been absorbed by something, my God!"
The disciples talked a lot, and the elders also discussed with each other.
"What kind of Dao is this kid Qi Wandao cultivating, and he can actually restrain Ye Wenxuan's fire attribute technique!"
"I remember that our Wanyun Sect has a technique called "Lord of Ten Thousand Fires", but this exercise is extremely difficult to practice, I didn't expect Qi Wandao to actually cultivate, Mo Guzi, your apprentice is good!"
Mo Guzi smiled indifferently when he heard this, he had a big look, this apprentice is the meaning of Lao Tzu's teaching, but he was extremely puzzled in his heart, "When did this stinky boy learn "The Lord of Ten Thousand Fires"? Why don't I know ......?"
Qi Wandao's strength was beyond the expectations of everyone present, no one would have thought that he would be so easy and seriously injured Ye Wenxuan with one move.
Nangong Wu didn't expect that Qi Wandao, a disciple of an outside sect, could have such strength, and he was completely underestimated before.
The more he thought about it, the more the chill in Nangong Wu's eyes became, and in the eyes that looked at Qi Wandao, he unconsciously revealed a shallow killing intent.
Qi Wandao listened to everyone's words clearly on the stage, and this is what he wanted.
"Sect Master, I have defeated Senior Brother Ye, can I take his place and enter the Seven Aggregates Heavenly Pool?" Qi Wandao asked with a calm expression as he looked at the Mo Immortal sitting on the high platform.
Hearing this, Mo Xian chuckled and nodded: "This is natural, not only that, but I have also promoted you to a personal disciple, and in the future, you will be the eighth personal disciple of this sect." ”
"Thank you, Sect Master!" Qi Wandao heard this, but only replied slightly with his hands bowed respectfully, not showing the excitement that people thought.
Although he had put aside his arrogance and wanted to challenge the seven personal disciples, it was because he wanted to sabotage Nangong Wu's plan so that Wanyun Sect would not repeat the mistake of destroying the sect in his previous life.
Now that he has changed his plan, he only needs one place to enter the Seven Aggregates Heavenly Pool, as long as he can enter the Seven Aggregates Heavenly Pool, he is sure to destroy Nangong Wu's plan.
"Now that the results of the competition have come out, then this competition should also be over, Qi Wandao will replace Ye Wenxuan's place, and three days later, led by the deputy sect master, he will go to the Seven Clouds Heavenly Pool. ”
With that, Mo Xian waved his sleeves lightly and walked off the high platform.
This competition provoked by Qi Wandao came to an end, and Qi Wandao's reputation began in the entire Wanyun Sect.
With his own strength, as an outer disciple, he hit his own disciple Ye Wenxuan with one move, which is a rare miracle in a hundred years.
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Early the next morning, Mo Guzi came to Qi Wandao's residence and found him.
Because yesterday, Mo Xian had already promoted Qi Wandao to a personal disciple in front of everyone, and all of these treatments needed to be rearranged.
Therefore, Mo Guzi came to him today to explain to him all the matters that needed to be arranged after becoming a disciple of the personal lineage.
"Now that you have become a disciple of the personal lineage, according to the rules of the sect, your residence should also be moved to a courtyard dedicated to the residence of the disciples. ”
"After becoming a disciple, you will have a chance to enter the Scripture Pavilion, where you can choose two exercises at random. ”
The difference in treatment between the disciples of the personal sect and the disciples of the inner and outer sects is worlds apart, the disciples of the outer sect can receive a maximum of two or three spirit stones per month for cultivation, even if they are the inner disciples, they only have a few more spirit stones than the outer disciples.
However, the disciples of the personal transmission can receive dozens of spirit stones every month alone.
The resources are more abundant, so the speed of cultivation and improvement is naturally much faster than that of the outer and inner disciples.
And the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion is a holy place in the sect, and ordinary disciples may not be able to enter once in their lives in the sect, so only the disciples can have such good treatment, not only can they enter, but they can also choose two exercises at will.
Because of these generous treatments, whether it is an outer or inner disciple, they all squeeze their heads and want to become one of the pro-disciples.
Qi Wandao didn't care about the other benefits and benefits after becoming a disciple of the lineage, but he had some expectations for this Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.
When he heard Mo Guzi say that he could go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to choose two exercises at random, Qi Wandao's eyes flashed with a strange brilliance.