Listening to Hua Tuo talk about those powerful and shining existences in the Xuanshi world, Shang Yunmu listened carefully, without a little distraction, for fear of missing a punctuation mark. The temptation of cultivation was too great for him, especially after coming to the Desolate Sect, witnessing the battle between Meng Sanbai and Mr. Six, the magnificent scene, the domineering sword intent, was enough to destroy the power of the withering Xuan Realm, and the idea of cultivation that sprouted in his heart grew even stronger. A desire to break through the soil and see the light became more and more evident in him.

Shang Yunmu said weakly: "I want to practice. His voice was very soft, he didn't have any self-confidence, he had been hit by many strong cultivators for days, and now his original belief and unconsciously began to waver. Hua Tuo looked at the young man's unwilling eyes, and wanted to give him some encouragement, there will always be miracles in the world of cultivation, this is why so many waste materials are keen to practice, that is, they are eager to become strong one day, and no one dares to bully him. But in the end, he didn't speak, because a cultivator who couldn't gather Xuan Power was indeed a waste!

The medicine stove was burning with soothing incense, and the faint aroma wafted in the room, and Shang Yunmu's bloodshot eyes slowly closed tiredly due to the hypnotic component in the medicine. He's asleep!

"Sleep, it's time for a good night's sleep. ”

Hua Tuo's wrinkled face was originally stiff, probably referring to the heavenly powerhouses in the mainland world, but at this moment they regained their original calm and kindness, "I hope that the God of Oblivion will give you a new miracle, just like you can come to this ancient sect alive." ”

After speaking, Hua Tuo walked towards the door, his steps were very heavy, the young man's action of standing up yesterday brought him a great shock, but now the news that he could not practice made Hua Tuo originally think that the joy of being a rising star in the sect fell away in an instant.

When Hua Tuo walked out of the door, the disciples who were hiding in the corner not far away began to make a fuss.

"You see, that kid was actually admitted to the sect by the sect master himself. ”

"Yes, the sect master actually collected a waste material for the outer gate, and I heard that the waste material was allowed to go to the back mountain. ”

"That kid's life is hard enough, and he dares to come to see the sect master even if he is tortured so much by Senior Brother Erbao. ”

“......”

The few Desolate Sect disciples gathered in the corner of the wall were obviously not here to visit Shang Yunmu's injuries and show their friendship, and even his actions of standing up for the Desolate Sect were just for the sake of showing off and leaving some good images for those elders, so as to blend into the Desolate Sect. Therefore, the disciples in the corner of the wall were very ashamed of his behavior, looking at Shang Yunmu through the unclosed wooden window, no one was not jealous, you must know that becoming the head disciple also means becoming one of the heirs of the sect in the future. The teenagers in the corner gritted their teeth, especially Wang Erbao, stomping their feet and being angry.

Wang Erbao stroked the hilt of the sword on his waist, his manic mood weakened a little, and said, "Seeing that I don't teach Shang Yunmu any more, what qualifications do you have to become one of us with this waste material." ”

Hua Tuo seemed to have spotted these disciples hiding in the distance, and in an instant he came to everyone, and the disciples hurriedly saluted with their mouths open.

Looking at Wang Erbao, Hua Tuo's white eyebrows furrowed slightly, and said: "The Desolate Sect is a place to serve the God of Annihilation, it is not easy for anyone to be disrespectful to the God of Annihilation, Shang Yunmu can survive to show that it is the God of Oblivion who let him live, if you dare to chew the root of your tongue again, I will abolish your cultivation and expel you from here." ”

Hua Tuo was very kind on weekdays, but when he mentioned Shang Yunmu, out of love, he even intimidated the disciples by expelling him from the sect.

Wang Erbao and everyone didn't dare to speak, and timidly lowered their heads and listened to the sect master's reprimand.

"Master is so angry early in the morning, who made you angry. ”

A hoarse voice came from somewhere.

In a moment, as the last word was finished, a Daoist with immortal wind bones appeared in front of Hua Tuo, who was none other than his apprentice, Elder Xuanshui.

"Master must be worried about the affairs of the little junior brother, but there is still an important matter for you to decide. Xuanshui walked to Hua Tuo's side, as if he had something to say. glanced at the disciples beside him, waved his hand to form an enchantment, which could block the sound of communication inside, and then said a few words in Hua Tuo's ear, and then saw that his face became very pale.

"How is it possible? such a thing happened?" Hua Tuo glared at the disciples around him, thinking that he would not teach everyone a lesson for the time being, and walked out as soon as he raised his hand to break the enchantment of Xuanshui, "I'll deal with something first, you go to the ninth floor of the Sea Power Pavilion and wait for me." Hua Tuo patted Wang Erbao on the shoulder as he left, and then shook his head, a little disappointed in him. Then he turned and walked south, with Xuanshui following behind.

The managers of the sect are gone, and the disciples are talking again.

"I guess it's going to be discussed on the ninth floor. ”

The ninth floor is the ninth floor of the Sea Power Pavilion, the highest place for discussion in the Desolate Sect, where many secret meetings are held, and only those who have received the invitation of the sect master can step into the ninth floor, even if the four elders do not dare to go to the ninth floor easily on weekdays. It is said that there is another person on the ninth floor who also attends meetings every time, and he is a very powerful practitioner. The disciple who had been cleaning before was outside the ninth floor, and because of curiosity, he glanced inside, and saw a man with seven star beads floating behind him, and at the same time that the disciple saw the man, he was noticed, and a slight look made the disciple feel a chill in his chest.

"Then let's go, too. ”

"Let's go, I'm starving, the kitchen should be ready now, let's go get a meal, that devil is so scared that my stomach is deflated. ”

"Cowardly. ”

"Hehe, you see that you are under you, you are peeing your pants, and you dare to say me!"

"You!"

"What are you, the elders haven't gone far, you should be louder!"

“......”

Those blue-robed disciples finally dispersed in the midst of laughter, and the dormitory that was originally full of people went to the empty building for a while.

Only Shang Yunmu was left asleep in the room.

No one came to congratulate him on becoming the head disciple, because in the eyes of those disciples, they all looked down on this cripple in their hearts.

When Wang Erbao left, he deliberately grimaced at Shang Yunmu inside the door.

Is this the cultivation and sect that he has been thinking about day and night for ten days?

Although Shang Yunmu was asleep at that time, the strange thing was that his consciousness actually floated out of the room, and after witnessing everything, he seemed to have a different bitter taste in his heart......

The glance that Meng Sanbai had when he was leaving came to his mind again, clear and cold......

What kind of person is Meng Sanbai?

What kind of person is Meng Sanbai?

The more he thought about it, the more messy it felt.