Chapter 303: Hatred is like a demon
"The villain's name is Xu Xu, he was a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, and his family teacher is Murong Tian of the Qingcheng faction. Since the family teacher was killed by thieves, the head of the Qingcheng faction has been ignoring this matter, and the villain left the Qingcheng faction in a fit of anger. The villain originally wanted to seek revenge on the thief who killed the master, but because his skills were low, he was not the opponent of the thief, so he wanted to worship Hu Daxia as a teacher. Xu Xu gritted his teeth, and it seemed that he really hated the thief who killed the teacher.
Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Murong Tian died at the hands of the Fifth Element, and Hu Daiwei has naturally heard of it.
However, with Hu Daiwei's understanding of the fifth line, he always feels that this matter is not so simple, and there must be something else in it.
"You worship me as a teacher, just to seek revenge on that person?" Hu Daiwei: This is a simple question, but it is not easy to answer.
"That's right." Licensing doesn't seem to quite understand the mystery yet.
Hu Daiwei had already guessed the answer, he just wanted to be sure.
"Do you know that turning your back on your teacher and joining another faction is a great treacherous crime?" Hu Daiwei's face changed, and he suddenly asked viciously.
Although Xu Xu is Murong Tian's eldest disciple, he is a person of rules after all, not only his skills are low, but because he rarely goes down the mountain, he does not have much knowledge in the rivers and lakes. Hu Daiwei's appearance was originally cold, and he had a sense of authority without anger, and when he asked fiercely, the timid people were inevitably frightened by him.
"The villain just thinks...... The revenge of killing the teacher is not shared with the heavens......"
Permission squeaked, and he didn't know how to explain it, but he was interrupted by Hu Daiwei: "Young man, you have been blinded by hatred, go back!" I will not take you as an apprentice. After Hu Daiwei finished speaking, he had already strode up the mountain.
"The fifth line kills my master, no matter what, I must seek revenge from him." Xu Xu said while chasing.
"If you don't know him, he won't kill your master." Hu Daiwei said lightly.
"You're his friend, of course you help him speak." Permission is not convinced.
"You know that I am his friend, but you still dare to come to worship me as a teacher, are you not afraid that I will kill you?" Hu Daiwei said softly.
"The villain knows that you won't kill me. The reason why the villain wants to worship Hu Daxia as a teacher is mainly because, among all the masters he has met, only Hu Daxia's martial arts are higher than the fifth line. Permission explained.
"If you want to defeat the Fifth Element, you must find a master whose martial arts are higher than his?" Hu Daiwei continued his words.
"Yes!" Permission is non-committal.
"Your uncle Yu Qiangui is the head of the Qingcheng faction, and his martial arts are not under the fifth line, why don't you ask him directly, so that you have a chance to take revenge, and you won't be charged with betraying your master?" Hu Daiwei asked again.
"Although my uncle's martial arts are indeed very high, from the villain's point of view, he can only have a tie with the fifth line at most. Even if the villain has been cultivating in Qingcheng Mountain for a lifetime, he may not be the opponent of the fifth line. Permission answered.
"You'd better go! As I said, I will not take you as a disciple. After Hu Daiwei finished speaking, he quickened the pace of going up the mountain.
Xu had to catch up and fight to the death, and he had just taken two steps, when suddenly a strong force hit in front of him, and his body suddenly fell a few steps. Xu reluctantly got up quickly, but Hu Daiwei was no longer there.
Xu Xu didn't give up, so he chased along the mountain road to the Kunlun faction. He knew that Hu Daiwei would definitely return to the Kunlun faction, so it was absolutely right for him to go directly to the Kunlun faction to find him.
However, Hu Daiwei's skill is simply incomparable to the license, and the light skill body method is far above the license. In just a moment, Xu Daiwei has been left far behind.
Hu Daiwei didn't actually want to accept apprentices, he just couldn't find a good apprentice. His Slow Sword Peerless Martial Arts was originally a unique and peerless martial art, and if no one inherited it, wouldn't it be in vain for his life's work.
However, once a person practices martial arts just for revenge, then his martial arts cultivation will definitely be difficult to achieve, and it is very likely that he will escape into the demon path if he is not careful.
Therefore, the Great Fan Martial Arts Grandmaster accepts apprentices, and he doesn't care much about his talent and qualifications, but more about his character and cultivation. As long as the character is good, even if the talent is not good, under the guidance of a good teacher and helpful friend, he will definitely be a talent that can be created, and his future cultivation will not be bad.
Xu Tian's nature is indeed a kind and simple honest person, but it is precisely because of this that he will not be indifferent to see his master being killed.
Murong Tian entered the Qingcheng faction earlier than the head Yu Qian, and although there were no more than a thousand disciples under him, there were more than 100 of them. There are so many Qingcheng disciples under the sect, but there is only one permission who is willing to take the risk to avenge him. On the one hand, this is the sorrow of Murong Tian, who is a master; On the other hand, it just shows that Xu Xu is a rare hero who values love and righteousness.
Xu Xu couldn't catch up with Hu Daiwei who was like the wind, but he still dared to venture up the mountain.
Xu walked for a long time, and finally reached the top of the mountain, and the pavilion of the Kunlun sect in the mountains was faintly visible, and he was happy in his heart, when suddenly more than ten people came out of the grass, all holding weapons and dressed as Kunlun disciples.
Of course, Xu Xu knew that there was an army of the court living at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and at this time, he was in a stalemate with the Kunlun sect disciples on the mountain, and the nerves of both sides were very tense.
"Who are you? What are you doing up the mountain? A leader-looking man asked.
"Under permission, I specially went up the mountain to visit the slow sword god Hu Daxia." Permission said sincerely.
"Senior brother, don't believe him. I look at him, but he looks a little like an eagle dog in the court, he wants to go up the mountain to find out information, and he doesn't want to be bumped into by our senior brothers, which is a great achievement! A little minion said to the leader, and gave him another look.
The leader was also very clever, and soon understood what his subordinates meant, so he immediately ordered loudly: "Brothers, arrest me this lackey of the court." ”
As soon as the leader gave the order, more than a dozen heavily armed men immediately surrounded the group and besieged him from all directions at the same time.
Xu Xu is Murong Tian's eldest disciple, ranking higher than Murong Tian's son, although his martial arts are not first-class, but the average junior is not his opponent.
It's just that no matter how high your martial arts are, you will still not be able to defeat many people. Among these people, including the leader, if they fight alone with Permission, they are not License's opponents, but they are just too many of them, and Permission's two fists are difficult to defeat with four hands, and they are suddenly a little unable to support it. What's more, Xu Xu actually wants to come to worship Hu Daiwei as a teacher, and Hu Daiwei is now the uncle of Xue Qianhe, the head of the Kunlun faction, if he offends the Kunlun disciples, then the matter of apprenticeship will naturally be in vain. Thinking like this, his subordinates are a little merciful, so it will naturally be more difficult to win.