The old naughty boy stroked his beard and said, "Indeed, this kind of cholera has always been expressly forbidden, but there are many people who secretly play black hands and suppress disciples. ”

"As long as the backstage is hard enough, or the trouble is not big, then even the owner will turn a blind eye, after all, less contradictions and competition are not necessarily a good thing. ”

Nodding freely, it is true, there is no place in this cultivation world that is calm, as long as there are living beings, there will definitely be waves, and what they do is nothing more than interests and Tao.

"But don't worry, with the old man here, no one dares to touch you, and my opponent can't pull his face to deal with you as a little person. The old urchin said.

"Who is the outstanding young man in the line of the master's opponent Fang?" Xiaoyao heard the meaning, the old one will not make a move, but the young one will definitely make a move.

This is quite similar to when he was in Feixian Ridge, but when the interests and hatred are big enough, those characters of the older generation will still take action, but now, he has an old urchin master to cover him.

The old urchin smiled with satisfaction, "The kid is not stupid!"

"The reason why the old man told you about the characters of the Holy Seed is because there are people among them who are your potential enemies. ”

"Who?"

"Qingchengzi!"

The old urchin still showed an approving look when he talked about this person, and although the older generation had grievances, he was also very frank.

"This person is a descendant of the Great Elder, his talent is already outstanding, and later in a place of immortals, he obtained an unimaginable inheritance, and it is very likely that it was left behind by a god!" he said, all of which were solemn, because the gods were too legendary.

"What the gods left behind?" Xiao Yao asked, this was the first time he had gotten rid of himself, knowing that other people's inheritances involved the gods.

"Yes, it is because of this that he ascended to the throne of the Holy Seed. ”

Xiaoyao felt pressured, but he didn't expect that he had invisibly set up such a big enemy just after apprenticeship.

The old naughty boy glanced at him and said, "If you have any grievances in the future, the old man of the older generation can help you with the next, but between peers, you must rely on your own strength!"

Xiaoyao smiled bitterly and nodded, he could only say that this road would have to be taken sooner or later, and he would have to ascend to the position of the Holy Seed sooner or later, and after his strength improved, if someone really targeted him, he wouldn't mind killing him again and stabbing the Holy Courtyard into the sky.

In addition, he was also very curious about what kind of person the old urchin was, although he was an elder and his strength was a half-saint, but this kind of strength should not be enough to be an enemy of the Great Elder and the Supreme Elder, right?

"Master, is your identity really just the Ninth Elder?"

The old urchin raised his head, looked like a tall man, and said, "Why are you kid asking this?"

"Hehe, curious! Besides, as your disciple, I naturally want to know about our lineage. He laughed sheepishly.

"Knowing too much is not good for you. ”

"But since you asked, the old man should tell you the door. ”

"The old man's name is Wutian, and I have a senior brother named Can't. ”

Xiaoyao raised his eyebrows, lawlessness, this name is too domineering, but it is in line with the fiery temper of the old naughty boy.

"Our master is a great man in the Sacred Temple, a true god, an invincible god, who adopted me in his twilight years, preached my Taoism, and achieved me. ”

Speaking of this, the old naughty boy showed a hint of reminiscence, a rare tenderness, and then smiled bitterly: "But my talent is mediocre, and after all, I can't become the inheritance of his old man, let alone reproduce his glory." ”

"To this day, the old man is only half a saint, and he really humiliates his old man's prestige. ”

"One of those opposing factions wants to steal the inheritance of the old man, and the master gives me and my senior brother half of the inheritance!"

Speaking of this, the old urchin obviously had a lot of emotional fluctuations, and said: "There are also these factions that want to erase the traces of the master in the Holy Courtyard in the past, and want to completely take charge of the current Holy Courtyard. ”

Of course, we, as his disciples, became a thorn in their eyes. ”

"And you, who can be regarded as his old man's apprentice, naturally cannot escape these contradictions. ”

In addition to contradictions and conflicts, this identity is also a status symbol, and for many years no one dared to really compete with the old man, they were afraid of the means of a god, and they were also afraid of the consequences. ”

After a pause, he spoke again: "Over the years, the old man has never accepted disciples, and he has met satisfactory seedlings, but he has been stirred up by Qingchengzi's faction. ”

"They don't dare to make a move on me and my senior brother, but they want to use this means to suppress our line, hehe, it's a pity. ”

"I didn't expect you to come up in a small place. ”

A smile appeared in the old urchin's eyes, and he was very satisfied, just like his master back then, he showed a special reaction in the five-hole stone tablet.

Xiao Yao nodded, he didn't expect the secrets of the big names in the Holy Courtyard to be known to him so quickly, and he didn't expect that the secret would involve a god in such twists and turns.

"The old man hopes that you can reach the height, not the pinnacle, but you must not insult our line, at least have a Monkey heart!"

"Xiaoyaolang, you understand!"

The old naughty boy was upright, and said loudly, as if he was telling or asking, his eyes were burning.

Xiaoyao nodded solemnly, since he has already apprenticed, he has to bear those grievances, and this road is quite the same as the road he wants to go.

Later, Xiaoyao and Wutian Master Venerable talked a lot more, all about the situation of the Holy Courtyard and some trivial matters, which made him adapt in a short period of time.

It turned out that the Holy Courtyard not only had twelve elders, but also seven Supreme Elders, all of whom were big names, and their strength was generally half-saints, and only those who were a little less talented like the old naughty boy were half-saints.

There is also a courtyard master, whose cultivation is even more mysterious, does not belong to any faction, is obsessed with cultivation, and has not been seen for many years.

On weekdays, all things big and small are taken care of by some elders, led by the great elder, but the old urchin is an anomaly, an anomaly that no one cares about.

All the disciples are cultivating in the land of the Holy Academy, and many of them go out, in short, there is a lot of difference.

.........

He knew a lot, but as for the "Uncle Unable Master" and the matter of the Divine Ancestor, he didn't continue to ask any more.

......

In a court in the Holy Courtyard, the fairy spirit is fluttering, the spirit cranes are fluttering, and the auspicious clouds are ten thousand.

One of the young disciples was telling an old man something.

The old man did not look old, his body was wrapped in the breath of the Great Dao, like an immortal, he raised his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Interesting, this old nine actually accepted apprentices." ”

"I'm curious about who can be looked at by him, I'm looking forward to it, haha!"

He spoke with ease, and his voice was ethereal.

The young man below did not dare to raise his head, unable to look directly at any trace of light emitted by the old man, for fear of being burned.

"Go down to the sea, don't make such a fuss next time, take the apprentices, take the apprentices. The old man spoke again, without wavering.

"Yes, Grand Elder!"

After Guihai finished speaking, he withdrew directly from the palace.

In a trance, there were voices from the Great Elder, which seemed to be very happy, unpredictable!

After leaving the wooden house, he directly dug a cave in this mountain forest and used it as his cultivation place.

Anyway, there is abundant spiritual energy here, the creation of heaven and earth, and because of the old naughty boy, it is extremely quiet here, and it is impossible for anyone to disturb it.

He adapts quickly, and the moment has changed a lot, but he has not been in the slightest trance.

Holding a scroll of codex in his hand, it was the old naughty boy gave himself a practice codex, the text contains Taoist rhyme, extremely profound, and is recorded by unimaginable existence.

His eyes were shining, and every word he read could unravel the doubts in his heart and find out the flaws in his cultivation.

Gradually, his body and mind became lighter, and although he did not improve his realm strength, because the codex pointed out many of his mistakes, his cultivation became more and more flawless.

This situation made him obsessed, and he didn't need to worry about the enemy when he came here, he didn't need to think so much, and he forgot the time and the world for a while.

The old urchin floated above a cloud, his consciousness penetrated the barrier, and he saw directly the situation of the free, stroked his beard, nodded with satisfaction, and then left.

Naturally, he couldn't notice it, and he was only concentrating on his cultivation.

At the same time, the vigorous recruitment of the Holy Courtyard also officially came to an end, and the news of the old naughty boy's acceptance of apprentices spread far away, no less than the news of those top talents.

In particular, a beam of purple light attracted the attention of many well-intentioned people, after all, this is very peculiar and different from everyone else.

The huge Holy Courtyard fell into a boiling state, and every time new blood was injected, it would cause infinite turmoil, and the challenges between the disciples in the past few days, as well as all kinds of disciple acceptance, directly flooded here.

But Xiaoyao became a recluse person, cultivated by himself, and thought in his heart that if he did not break into the realm of Taoism, he would never get out.

Because, he is under a lot of pressure and carries a lot of burdens, and the ten-year covenant makes him dare not delay a breath!

In the cultivation world, strength is everything, and he deeply understands this truth.

One day, two days, half a month, a whole month passed! Xiaoyao fell into a state of cultivation, unable to extricate himself, unable to put down the codex with his big hand, and tirelessly.

During this period, he did nothing, relying on the records of the Codex, examining himself again and again, and the flaws and deficiencies left by ordinary cultivation were corrected.

When he finished doing this, he only felt that he was light, although there was no realm improvement, but he could feel the changes in the shadows with every move.

"Whew!"

Xiaoyao exhaled a cloudy breath, and then put the codex away.

"The Codex is more precious than I want, at least it was left by a very powerful saint, and if I had practiced according to this Codex from the beginning, I don't know how many detours I would have took. ”

"I've had enough precipitation, and this month is like a few years of time elsewhere, it's time to break through the realm of Taoism. ”

After finishing speaking, the voice of the sword spirit sounded in his head: "Master, the old master has left a legacy in the Asura Divine Sword, you have killed in the realm, take this as the Tao, step into the realm of the Dao, and maybe you can get the inheritance." ”

"Kill. Whispered. He had never really felt a certain Tao for a long time, and if he was the most familiar with it, it should be killing.

There was nothing to hesitate, as his mind moved, a sword wrapped in blood appeared in front of him, and at that moment, the killing was enough for the cave, turning every inch of land here into a killing field, which was very terrifying.

"Master, are you ready?" the Sword Spirit asked, wanting to help Xiaoyao comprehend the true meaning of killing as soon as possible.

Xiaoyao nodded, the world is afraid of killing, but he is not afraid, as he said at the beginning, it is not the sword that kills, but the human heart.

"Whoa!"

The scene of the cave has changed, as the Asura Divine Sword soars, it seems that everything is still, there is a sea of blood rising under his feet, and there is only a killing sword in front of him, releasing the origin of killing.

Under the control of the sword spirit, these breaths and scenes have not leaked out, and they are only maintained in the cave and in the hearts of Xiaoyao, otherwise they will definitely cause trouble.

It was a world of its own, full of killing, and the blood mist formed a portal, right in front of him.

After just two breaths, a tsunami-like sound came, like thunder, and the blood in the portal was like a pillar, and he couldn't open his eyes under the light.

"What's going on?" said Xiaoyao.

"Master, calm down, feel the killing that comes from the source, and then use the state you used to kill in the void to form a connection with it!"

Xiaoyao had already killed with the Asura Divine Sword in his hand, and he had some ambiguous feelings about it, so it was quite smooth, and he put his mind in the state he was in at the beginning.

Take killing as the way to wipe out the common people.

Then, as the Xiaoyao cultivation entered that state, the blood mist and killing of the entire cave mansion were fluctuating with it, as if obeying him as the main and taking him as the body.

This is a revival of the will in the dark, the air of killing is turning, overwhelming, rumbling, like the ocean is rolling the sky in anger, and like thunder resounding through thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

This kind of aura can't hide the feelings of the big guys, after all, this kind of killing aura wants to wipe out everything, and it is contaminated with the blood of all spirits, which is too terrifying.

The old urchin in this mountain forest came to the sky above the cave for the first time, his arm glowed, communicated with heaven and earth, and threw more than 20 strange stones casually, forming a formation to cover the heavenly opportunity here.

"What a horrible killing, what is this kid doing!"

"Does he want to take killing as the Tao, use it as his main cultivation, and step into the realm of the Dao?"

The old naughty boy's face was not very good, and he muttered to himself: "This stinky boy doesn't know that although the killing is strong, there are few people in heaven and earth who can master it? Most of them will be eroded!"

"What's more, this killing breath makes the old man's heart tremble, it is definitely not ordinary, what is he doing?"

Indeed, as the name suggests, Killing is known to be extremely aggressive, one of the most powerful avenues, and I don't know how many monks have been extraordinary throughout the ages, and most of the results have been tragic.

The old urchin rarely showed such a solemn expression, because he was a disciple of a god, and his vision was too wide, and he had seen too many things, but at this time he was also out of shape.

"Then, that sword!" his eyes lit up, and he vaguely saw a killing sword rise and fall, unleashing boundless slaughter.

"Such a terrible sword, no wonder it can evolve into such a scene, where did Xiaoyao get such a monster?"

The old urchin's heart was shocked and full of questions.