In the world of cultivators, there are always all kinds of unwilling things, and everyone will always want to do something in order to fill the unwillingness in their hearts, even if that little thing is insignificant at all.

Because I don't have the ability to subvert the whole world, I want to improve the world in a small way.

Deacon Xun returned to the academy, he thought that if there were fewer cultivators in the cultivation world who did not know how to respect people, those gray disciples would have a better life in the future, so he wanted to do his best to improve this situation.

Mu Yu also doesn't like the fighting and darkness of the cultivation realm, in this world where strength is respected, people with high cultivation rule people with low cultivation. For the sake of treasures, brothers can turn against each other, and for selfish desires, human life does not matter.

In the cultivation realm, the evil of human nature is clear at a glance.

But Mu Yu still loves this world, he has people who are concerned, and people who are concerned are also worried about him, because of the bonds, he knows what he wants to pursue.

Mu Yu knew what he was missing, it was time, it was strength. He had his own talents, but he didn't have time to develop them, and time didn't give him enough strength, so when Deacon Xun gave him a transformation, he understood that this was his chance.

Pure spiritual power rolled in, enveloping Mu Yu's body. Mu Yu sat quietly, and the spiritual power in his body was already turning, pulling those spiritual qi into his body and surrounding his dantian. It was a slow process for the spiritual energy to enter the body, transform it into its own spiritual power through the dantian, and broaden the meridians in the body, but in this spirit gathering array, the speed seemed to have increased a hundred times.

Under the traction of the Falling Dust Mental Method, the endless aura washed the meridians of the whole body, and he absorbed these aura over and over again, he even forgot the time, he only knew that these precious aura might be difficult to encounter in the future.

One day of cultivation is equivalent to a month of cultivation in the past, and anyone with this terrifying cultivation speed will be ecstatic.

At this moment, the cultivation realm is very calm, and each sect has reluctantly chosen to compromise, and they have no ability to resist. Venerable Yuanying covered the sky with one hand, and if he didn't agree, the inheritance left by his ancestors would be destroyed, and if he promised, those inheritances would stay, just change his name and surname.

Everyone knew that whether it was the Qingsong Alliance or the Jiuhua Alliance, it was impossible for them to place so many disciples in the cultivation realm in the same place. The mountain gates of each sect will not disappear here, but will continue to exist in a way that is subordinate to the two major sects, but I am afraid that each sect will be managed in the way of the Qingsong faction and the Jiuhua faction through the designated head of the Qingsong faction and the Jiuhua faction.

The so-called Qingsong Alliance and Jiuhua Alliance are just a name, each disciple will actually be in their own sect, but the cultivation methods they accept will be uniformly regulated by the Qingsong Sect or the Jiuhua Sect, and the Qingsong Sect or the Jiuhua Sect will also send elders to settle in each sect, and in this way gradually change a sect, encroach on a sect, and make the sect a subordinate of the Qingsong Sect.

After all, reform needs to be gradual and gradual, and it is unrealistic to change the current pattern of each sect at once.

The cultivation realm seems to be very calm, but in fact, there is an undercurrent. The Jiuhua faction and the Qingsong faction are secretly interfering with the people of each sect to make choices, and the small sects are already panicking, and whoever chooses will offend the other, and the opinions in the sect are not unified, and many sects even have internal strife over this.

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The Boyang Daoist of the Qiantian Sect sat on the first seat with a pale face, and the elders below were already arguing endlessly, arguing over which sect to join.

"Naturally, it is good to choose to join the Qingsong faction, the people of Qingsong Dao have overwhelmed Jiuhua Zhenren before, and the strength of the Qingsong faction is also obvious to all, and the development of the sect after we join the Qingsong faction is also beneficial. A red-faced veteran insisted on his opinion.

"Senior Brother Boyuan's words are wrong! Xiaohu, the apprentice of Qingsong Daoren, was killed, and the murderer has not been brought to justice. We all know that this matter must have been done by the Jiuhua faction, but the Qingsong Dao people did not go to the Jiuhua faction to ask for an explanation in person, doesn't this just show that the Qingsong Dao people are afraid of the Jiuhua real people? In my opinion, joining the Jiuhua faction is the right choice. ”

A gray-clothed master sneered, this master looks only in her forties, her charm is still there, and her actual age is more than eighty, and she is cultivated in Jindan.

"Senior Sister Bohua, everyone knows that you had an ambiguous relationship with the Seven Birds Daoist of the Jiuhua Sect back then, and you are afraid that you can't wait to see your old lover to say this, right?"

"Peping, if you talk nonsense again, I will cut out your tongue!"

"If you have the ability, try it!" said Old Pepin, curling his beard.

"Have you messed around enough? Do you still take me as the head of the sect in your eyes?" Boyang Daoist patted the case, and the wooden table had already turned into powder, "The sect is dying, you don't think about how to continue the incense of your ancestors, but you are thinking about how to bend under people, who to succumb to, how can you face the ancestors and ancestors under Jiuquan in the future?"

Boxing Daoren, who had a goatee and had not spoken, smiled: "Senior Brother Sect Master, you know the current situation better than everyone else, if the inheritance left by our ancestors is so useful, why can't our sect raise its head in the cultivation realm? What's more—"

Boxing Daoist suddenly showed a mocking look: "It doesn't matter whether we take you as the head of the sect in our eyes or not, because the head of this sect may change hands in the future." ”

"Presumptuous!"

Boyang Daoist stood up, Jindan Fivefold Heaven's cultivation burst out, he looked at Boxing Daoist angrily, and the anger in his heart could no longer be hidden.

The other people's faces changed, and the Boxing Daoist also stood up, and was forced to retreat a few steps by the Boyang Daoist, but he still had a smile on his face: "Senior brother, no matter how high your cultivation is, you can only be angry at us, how do you face Jiuhua Zhenren?" Jiuhua Zhenren said that whoever is in charge of this sect will be in charge!"

"Bo Xing, what do you mean by this? Isn't it that you have been bought by the Jiuhua faction?" Bo Yuan also stood up and scolded.

Bo Xing glanced lazily at his senior brother and said, "It's not enough to buy, thanks to Jiuhua Zhenren, I just know the current affairs." Senior brother in charge, you have been in power for so many years, but our sect has never been able to develop, not to mention that you still have a sympathy with the ridiculous Dusty Sect, and you have a very good personal relationship, so you are sorry for your ancestors and ancestors!"

The Boxing Daoist looked at the Boyang Daoist without fear, the elders of the Jiuhua Sect had already approached him, promising that if the Qiantian Sect submitted to the Jiuhua Sect, then he would support him to become the new head of the Qiantian Sect. With the support of the elders of the Jiuhua faction, why should he be afraid?

"Brother Boxing is right, but it's a pity, the Bailang son of the Qingsong faction also came to me a few days ago, I know the current affairs like you, I'm afraid we will have to be our own masters in the future, this Qiantian faction is not necessarily you to be the head. The short and fat Peping Daoist said without hurry.

"You guys!"

Boyang Daoren looked at his two junior disciples, they had already turned against each other and began to deceive their teachers and ancestors to discuss the ownership of their heads. Boyang Daoren suddenly laughed, he was very sad, several senior brothers have been arguing for decades, but he always thought that everyone was working hard for their own sect, but he didn't expect that it was just his wishful thinking, and they flew separately when disaster came, this sentence is really good!

"Good! good!"

Boyang Daoist said three good words in a row, and the momentum of his whole body suddenly dissipated, and he suddenly became so old. After becoming the head of the Qiantian faction, he has been conscientious and conscientious, and he does not dare to slack off for a moment, only hoping that the Qiantian faction will get out of the current predicament as soon as possible. And this year, his disciple Gu Yitian finally fought for a breath and won the third place.

He had already seen the hope for the future of the sect, and the development of the Qiantian sect was just around the corner, but he didn't want to be directly splashed with water by the two Yuan Infants. Now that his juniors and disciples have also begun to rebel, he has become isolated for a while, and a wave of fatigue has hit, and he feels very tired.

"You guys, it's good. ”

Boyang Daoren turned around slowly, and his body suddenly became rickety, like an old man who was about to die, which made people feel sad. He didn't look at the junior brothers and sisters who were still arguing, left the hall alone, walked to the back mountain, came to the ancestral hall, and knelt down in front of the patriarch.

"Master. Gu Yitian also walked in and knelt next to Boyang Daoren. He was not good at words, and he didn't know what to say at the moment.

"Yitian, do you also think that Master is useless?"

Boyang Daoren's voice was no longer as cheerful as before, but had become very vicissitudes, as if he had suddenly aged by more than ten years. The burden of the sect has been on him for so many years, and he has persisted, but today it makes him feel cold, and he can't help but ask himself, what has he been insisting on for so many years?

"No, Master, it is they who are ungrateful and deceive their teachers and destroy their ancestors. I know that the people of the Qingsong Sect and the Jiuhua Sect looked for you first, but you rejected them, so they let the villain succeed. No matter what Master does, I believe Master is right. Gu Yitian said firmly.

Boyang Daoist looked at Gu Yitian with satisfaction, at least there was one person around him who supported him, although Gu Yitian was usually stubborn, and he didn't listen to anyone in the sect, but he only listened to the words of Boyang Daoist.

On that day, it was Boyang Daoist who took a fancy to Gu Yitian from a group of gray disciples and accepted him as an apprentice.

Although Gu Yitian's qualifications are mediocre, he is diligent and hardworking, and a few months ago, he even severely defeated the geniuses of other sects, impressing everyone. The proudest thing in Boyang Dao's life is that he accepted Gu Yitian, a disciple.

"With your qualifications, I'm afraid that both the Qingsong Sect and the Jiuhua Sect will take you away. Your future is not in the Qiantian Sect, and I don't want to bind you as a teacher, no matter which sect you enter as a teacher, I don't object to it, I just hope that when the Qiantian Sect faces a crisis in the future, you can support it, and you will be content as a teacher. ”

Boyang Daoist lit three incense sticks, inserted them in the incense burner, bowed respectfully, and picked up the dust to brush off the dust on the spiritual seat.

"Master, I am a disciple of the Qiantian Sect, and I will not join any sect. Where Master is, I will be there. Gu Yitian said.

Boyang Daoren smiled: "You don't have to comfort as a teacher, I'm already old, following me will only delay you, it's enough for you to have this heart." If you don't want to join the Qingsong Sect and the Jiuhua Sect, then go down the mountain! Go as far as you can, and go where they can't find you

。 The road of physical cultivation is too difficult, you have to go down by yourself, if you have the ability, you can go out of the Moyun Mountain Range and go to the outside world to break through. In the ancient books left by the patriarch, it was said that beyond the Moyun Mountain Range is the real cultivation realm, but unfortunately it is too difficult to get out, there are many high-level demon beasts there, if you have this idea, you must be cautious. ”

Gu Yitian shook his head: "Master, I won't go, don't ...... it"

Boyang Daoist patted Gu Yitian on the shoulder: "Don't worry! I won't go underground to see the ancestors and ancestors so soon." Their wolf-hearted guys deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, if I leave, this ancestral hall will not be saved. As long as I live for one day, I will keep it for one day, and I will not be able to keep the inheritance left by the ancestor, but I cannot let people defile the spiritual position of the ancestor. ”

Gu Yitian looked at Boyang Daoren, he knew how to go on his own road. He kowtowed three times to Boyang Daoren, stopped speaking, and turned to leave. He now has no ability to protect his master, protect his master, he can only change all this by becoming stronger, his road is already difficult and dangerous, but he must go on, for a belief in his heart.

Everyone has something in their heart that they want to protect, even if it is an indifferent lonely day.