"That little guy is in danger of being killed!" one of the cadets shouted. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"I didn't bring a weapon when I went out today, otherwise how could I let such a disparity in strength go on! This surnamed Sun is too vicious, I will go to the principal to sue him!" a department professor said with a frown on the stage.

"Ah~~ It's too cruel, I don't want to look at it!" A beautiful and weak woman covered her face with her hands closed, and cried out loudly.

"The light 'B' level weapons and equipment are really practical, I wish I had one, and the actual combat power will definitely soar. A student said to himself.

Walker watched the continuous air slash sweeping over, fixed his eyes and observed carefully, and found that there were no flaws, there was no gap to hide at all, "No wonder you are so arrogant, it turns out that not only are you well-equipped, but even the skills of controlling weapons are also excellent, it seems that I have to be serious." ”

"Phew, let's get past my trick first, little ghost!" As he spoke, Examiner Sun sent three more wind blades at Walker.

"It's a good time!" Seeing the eight air slashing blades in front and behind him coming in an instant, Walker was not dodging, only to see him slowly raise his hands, clench his fists, and cross his arms across his chest.

"What? How could he succeed if he wanted to take those eight air slashes!" a student saw what Walker was going to do, and subconsciously exclaimed.

"This little guy has no combat knowledge at all, how can his low-level weapon withstand the continuous wind slash of the 'B' class weapon!" one of them chimed in.

The old professor with white hair, thick glasses, and the true level of Walker's equipment looked at the ignorant students around him, and said impatiently: "What are you arguing about, and you can't see the results and conclude that who gave it to you?"

The starry students beside the old professor looked at this white-haired old man, and saw at a glance that this old man was definitely not a character to be messed with, and after these people were taught a lesson by the old man, none of them dared to come forward to refute.

The old man squinted his eyes and said, "Keep your eyes open, the show has just begun." ”

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Thousands of miles away from the southwest direction of Yaozhu City, there are several mountain ranges that are connected continuously, the one close to the center is stacked and mountainous, towering and towering, the cliff is steep, the main peak is straight into the clouds, the dangerous peak is towering, the wall stands thousands of thousands, it is not spectacular.

In the concave and convex place of the mountain peak, there is a valley, ten thousand trees are luxuriant, quiet and emerald green, waterfall flowing water, clouds and mist are swirling, so created, almost fairyland. There is a sect in the valley that has existed for more than 10,000 years, called Qingyang.

Qingyang ancient school, thousands of years. Although the population is scarce nowadays, dozens of times different from the thousands of inner and outer disciples in ancient times, it can be preserved in these thousands of years, which shows that its heritage is not bad.

Today's Qingyang ancient sect is divided into two halls, the outer hall is for secular people to worship and make incense, make wishes and make wishes, and the inner hall is the place where the monks in the sect live and live, practice and do things.

A few hours ago, Qingyang Mountain, Qingyang Valley, Qingyun Inner Temple.

At this moment, there were three people standing in the Qingyun Palace, a middle-aged man and two young people. The seemingly middle-aged man was wearing a blue-black Taoist crown, holding a ruler in his hand, and wearing a light gray Taoist robe, which was exactly the dress of a Taoist priest. This person's name is Xin Yuanzi, the Taoist name Xin Yuandao, and he is now the valley master of Qingyang Valley.

The two young men were relatively casual, just wearing a blue-gray robe with the same style as the middle-aged man. The older one is called Lu Chengwen, and the younger one is called Zhou Chengzhi.

The sanctimonious Xin Yuan Taoist said: "Last night, there was a red light in the sky, this is a vision. However, I am not allowed to obtain the mystery of my hexagram, and I am afraid that there will be a lot of ominous! In this important period, we must not be careless and make mistakes. Chengwen, you quickly go to the forbidden land of Gushan and see if the ancestor has come out of retreat. ”

"And Cheng Zhi, you go and contact your little junior brother Lu Baichen and ask for details about the Northern Heavenly Vision Incident. ”

"Yes, Master!" After the two young men named Chengwen and Chengzhi were instructed by the master, they did not dare to slack off, and immediately agreed in unison and took the order to go.

But as soon as the two of them turned around, they saw a white shadow flashing by, and the two hurriedly looked, but saw a white-haired old man already standing next to Xin Yuandaoren.

"Master!" Xin Yuan Dao and the two apprentices hurriedly bowed down.

This old man is the ancestor who came out of retreat in the forbidden land of Gushan, wearing an off-white Taoist robe with extraordinary aura, the Tai Chi pattern on his back is lifelike, and the fairy wind and bones are floating out of the dust, just like an immortal descending to earth.

The white-haired old man is the thirteenth generation disciple of Qingyang Valley, eight generations older than Xin Yuanzi, and his cultivation is unfathomable, and he is the only surviving ancestor of Qingyang Valley.

"No need to be polite," Master Qing Song waved his hand, signaling a few people not to be polite, "Xin Yuan, how long has it been since your master Xuan Zhen passed away?"

Xin Yuan Daoist didn't know why Master Qingsong asked this, but he didn't dare to think about it, so he hurriedly replied: "It's been more than six years since I returned to the ancestor. ”

Master Qing Song was stunned, as if he had fallen into a long memory, "It's been six years since I last came out of the customs. ”

"Back to the patriarch, last time due to the death of the respected teacher, you had to go out of the customs in advance to preside over the big event, and there are many disciples... ”

"Hey, birth, old age, sickness and death, human nature. You also have to go to find me out, don't worry too much. The old man sighed.

Xin Yuanzi hurriedly said: "The ancestor taught us. ”

It turned out that Xuan Zhen only accepted one disciple of Xin Yuanzi during his lifetime, although everyone in the valley knew that it would be Xin Yuanzi who would inherit Xuan Zhen's last wish and become the new Qingyang Valley Master in the future, but Xuan Zhen had not officially appointed this only apprentice, so he suddenly died of practice. Xin Yuanzi had no choice but to go and disturb the patriarch to go out and preside over the overall situation.

"Xuan Zhen, I've seen two sides, I'm a good boy, but I'm a little impatient, and I'm in a hurry to cultivate, and in the end I ended up dying violently, it's a pity, it's a pity... ”

Xin Yuanzi and his two disciples didn't dare to say much, they just waited quietly to the side.

"This is really an era of withering martial arts, none of the junior valley masters in recent years have cultivated to the Guyuan stage, and it is precisely because of their shallow skills that they died before they lived a few hundred years. Every valley master is still like this, not to mention other valley disciples. ”

Xin Yuanzi sweated profusely after hearing this: "The disciple will follow the teachings of the patriarch, and he will definitely concentrate on cultivation in the future, and he will not dare to delay." ”

Master Qing Song nodded, "That's very good, cough cough cough... ”

Xin Yuanzi kept his head down and didn't dare to look at the Master Qingsong head-on, and when he suddenly heard the sound of the Master Qingsong coughing, he looked at the Master Qingsong with concern and care.

Xin Yuanzi glanced at it, and saw that Master Qingsong's face was pale, and his forehead was full of cold sweat, completely losing his previous immortal demeanor.

"Ancestor, you are... Xin Yuanzi hurriedly asked, and at the same time hurriedly moved over a log seat for Yu Qingsong to sit down.

"Don't panic, ahem, that's what I'm out of this time. Master Qing Song pressed the armrest of the chair with one hand and sat down slowly.

Xin Yuanzi was puzzled, but he didn't dare to ask more, he just hoped that Master Qingsong could tell him the reason, so that he would no longer be panicked by the great damage to Master Qingsong's vitality, you must know that Master Qingsong is not only the ancestor of the disciples of Qingyang Valley, but also the spiritual pillar in the hearts of everyone.

"Was there anything big going on yesterday?" asked the Master Aomatsu suddenly.

Xin Yuanzi was stunned, and he wanted to answer that nothing big had happened, but he suddenly remembered something and hurriedly said, "What did the patriarch refer to last night, when the sky in the north was extremely abnormal?"

Master Qing Song nodded, "Yes! Last night I was in retreat, and the original seed in my body suddenly became extremely agitated, at first I thought it was due to cultivation, but when I examined my body carefully, I found that this was not the case. Then it occurred to me that the original species might have been disturbed by the outside world. ”

Master Qing Song coughed again, "It's a pity that it was a critical period of retreat, otherwise I would have gone out in advance last night to check on the situation." ”

Xin Yuanzi immediately told Master Qingsong about the sky vision he saw last night, and then said, "Because the distance is too far to observe, I just planned to send my disciples to investigate. ”

"Ahem, ahem, that's very good. This morning, just after the critical period of retreat, I immediately calculated a hexagram to measure the changes in last night's induction, but unexpectedly, the vision was not detected, but it was seriously injured by the hexagram, which is really strange and strange. ”

Xin Yuanzi was also surprised: "Ancestor, were you devoured by the divination? But I also calculated a hexagram, but the hexagram did not react, and I was not devoured, which is really strange!"

"Oh, and this?" said Master Qingsong's white brows furrowed into a line, "This may be directly related to the strength of the exercises." You may not even have found the way to peep at it, so you don't react; And not only did I find the way, but I almost opened the door of heaven, but when I was about to open the door to see what was going on, I was forcibly terminated by some force. ”

Master Qingsong stood up with difficulty and paced back and forth in the Qingyun Hall for a few steps, "In this way, isn't that kind of power extremely powerful?"

Xin Yuanzi also thought of this, and suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, because he completely believed that there was no way that anyone in the modern cultivation world could seriously injure the Qingsong Dao people—unless that kind of power was intentionally done by Gu Xiu who had been cultivating for thousands of years.

Or something more powerful ...

"But tens of thousands of years ago, since the day when the creation fire god Yi broke through the world, although there were the primordial gods and void gods of the Divine Moon Saintess or some other gods after that, there was still a big gap between them and the real gods. Don't... Could it be that the demon cultivators of the Fazhe Sanctuary really summoned the Western gods to the present world?"

Master Qing Song shook his head, "According to records, Eastern Martial Cultivators have never seen the Western Gods, and whether the Western Gods really exist has always been a mystery. Moreover, even if there really were Western gods, it would not be possible for them to descend on the land of our Yuanwu Continent. ”