Gu Qingling was a lower immortal when he first went up the mountain, he was silent and not good at words, and was assigned to the back kitchen of the Tianshan faction.

There are about a dozen disciples in the back kitchen, and the leader is a fat senior brother with the same strength as him.

He took Gu Qingling to the place where they lived with a bulging belly, and then said to Gu Qingling with a smile This will be your home in the future.

At that time, there was only one disciple of Yu Ziqing in Tianqianmen, and the rest were all inner disciples of Dikun Sect. They are arrogant and domineering, and they don't take the outer disciples in their eyes at all.

Gu Qingling had also been bullied by them, and the fat elder brother always comforted him and said to him, that group of people is like this, they are empty-eyed, ignore them, and eat more.

Then he smiled and added a bowl of rice to him.

Gu Qingling also asked what the fat senior brother was called, he smiled shyly, the flesh on his face was piled together, and said that you can call me fat senior brother.

Gu Qingling regarded the inner disciple as the person he hated the most, and he told him in his heart that he would never become such a person in the future.

He practiced swordsmanship every day, washed vegetables, chose vegetables, and then joked with the fat senior brother, and his life was so happy that he almost forgot about his practice. Years passed like this, until that day, the fat elder brother hurried to the stove.

Gu Qingling was fanning the fire with a fan in his hand.

Senior Brother Gu, it's not good, Senior Brother Yu killed the head of the sect and was about to go down the mountain at the moment, and all the disciples went to stop him.

Gu Qingling and Yu Ziqing didn't have much intersection, but at the insistence of the fat elder brother, Gu Qingling still went.

Because of the name Yu Ziqing, he used to be the object of admiration in the minds of many disciples. The only disciple of Tianqianmen, the most talented disciple in a hundred years. In the eyes of the inner disciples, they may be jealous or hateful of him. But in the eyes of the outer disciples, his status was even higher than that of Mu Yunqi, who was still an elder.

Gu Qingling finally saw Yu Ziqing in people's mouths, he was dressed in white and walking in the crowd with a black giant sword. Every time he took a step forward, the disciples took a step back, and their faces had extremely solemn expressions.

Until Gu Jiu ordered Yu Ziqing to be arrested, whether he was dead or alive. Those inner disciples all hugged him like crazy, they all wanted to kill Yu Ziqing, and they all wanted to kill him to prove their strength. Gu Qingling looked at Gu Jiu from a distance in the crowd, feeling that his eyes were full of hatred and jealousy.

And Yu Ziqing, he lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand, his eyes couldn't hide the endless sadness, and that kind of sadness, Gu Qingling also experienced because of this.

Until now, Gu Qingling could remember the dead face of the fat elder brother, and he forced a smile and touched Gu Qingling's face.

"Senior Brother Gu, I know that you are very strong and talented. I also know that you don't want to be one of those inner disciples and exclude each other in order to get the attention of the master. But you must know that with great power comes great responsibility!Senior Brother!" The fat elder brother gasped, and the blood at the corner of his mouth was extremely dazzling. "I don't hate Senior Brother Yu, he was just fascinated, but Senior Brother, you are different from us, you are destined to become the guide of this world. So if you don't like that kind of life anymore, you have to stand up, not for yourself, but also for all the people in the world!"

It turned out that he had already seen that the boy who was not good at words and was silent on weekdays actually contained infinite potential.

The fat senior brother died, the fat senior brother who took the most care of Gu Qingling on weekdays died, he didn't want to step forward, but he was pushed forward by Gu Jiu and his party, because they were cannon fodder of the Tianshan faction. The stiff face he had when he died still appeared in front of Gu Qingling's eyes, reminding him all the time.

If he was strong enough at that time, if he could stop Yu Ziqing, Senior Brother Fat would not have died.

Gu Qingling realized the sadness in Yu Ziqing's eyes at that time.

It was also from that time that Gu Qingling no longer covered it up, and he cultivated the Imperial Heavenly Technique to the extreme. It was also the selection of inner disciples that year.

Gu Qingling slowly walked onto the martial platform, standing on the test platform amid everyone's boos, holding a thin sword in his hand.

At that time, he had already stepped into the Golden Immortal, and he was close to the peak of the Golden Immortal. And the five senior brothers who assessed the inner disciples were also the inner disciples who had just been changed to Tianqianmen.

"You're a disciple in the dining room, right, go back and make lunch!" the five disciples laughed and looked at Gu Qingling, who was standing on the stage with a sword.

They were molesting him because they looked down on him. Before him, a few people wanted to fight for this place, but they all returned in defeat, and the swords in their hands were shattered in half, and they climbed down the platform in shame.

It is almost impossible to become an inner disciple from the competition. For several years, almost no one has been able to achieve it. Therefore, except for those outer disciples with iron heads, they will choose to go up and be beaten by fat and then get off the stage in disgrace, almost no one will choose to go to the ring.

But Gu Qingling went up, he was not only an outer disciple, but also an outer disciple who managed the food.

How powerful can a disciple who is engaged in food be? They didn't even want to explore Gu Qingling's strength.

Only Mu Yunqi and the three elders who were sitting in the distance frowned slightly.

Is the kitchen disciple of the Golden Immortal's strength?

Because he was able to cultivate to the Golden Immortal at such a young age, his talent had almost reached the level of an inner disciple.

"Let's go up together!" Gu Qingling looked at the sword in his hand, it was a very ordinary sword, but it was of great significance.

Because that's the fat brother's sword.

As soon as those words came out, the faces of the five senior brothers changed, they probably never thought that there would be such a rampant disciple. And many disciples in the audience were also in an uproar, and they all discussed whether the man in front of them had taken the wrong medicine.

Almost every disciple who stepped forward to challenge would choose the weakest of them, and he had to challenge everyone.

They winked at each other and rushed up, wanting to teach this rampant junior a good lesson.

But they were defeated, and they were defeated by Gu Qingling alone.

They who didn't use the Dragon Yin Sword didn't have any advantage in Gu Qingling's hands at all, but they were severely damaged by his mental trick.

"Heavenly Tricks. Mu Yunqi looked at the disciple standing in the center of the martial platform who was covered in thunder light, and gently spit out these three words.

Even if it is the Seven Earth-level Mental Methods of the Tianshan Sect, it is also divided into levels.

Take a photo, no heart, no thought, three mental methods of cultivating the mind are inferior.

Flying String, Imperial Sword, Imperial Heaven, Kunlun, the Four Heart Laws are the top grade.

From back to front, it has become more and more unfathomable, and since ancient times, few people have been able to obtain one of these cultivations.

Gu Jiu's cultivation was nothing more than the unintentionality in the lower grades, so when he saw Gu Qingling use the Heavenly Technique, the anger in his eyes was about to erupt and burn Gu Qingling in front of him to ashes.

He was the one with the highest cultivation technique among the disciples of the Tianshan Sect except for Yu Ziqing, and Gu Qingling completely surpassed himself, more than a little.

The three elders only practiced Liuying and Kunlun, and Mu Yunqi cultivated the top-ranked flying string in the top grade.

Now that there is another person who has cultivated to the Heavenly Technique, this naturally surprises him very much. Everyone who was able to cultivate these seven mental mantras thought that they had the potential to break through to the Taihe Immortal.

Gu Qingling didn't win easily, he was already almost prostrated when he defeated the five senior brothers, and there was not much true qi left in his body.

He had to struggle to hold his body with his sword to keep himself from collapsing to the ground. And the five senior brothers who were defeated on the ground and couldn't get up, they looked at Gu Qingling as if they were looking at a monster.

This monster reminded them of the Yu Ziqing twelve years ago, who had defeated many disciples with just one sword.

Gu Qingling was not happy that he had defeated the five inner disciples who joined forces, he just looked at the sword he was holding in his hand.

The sword left by the fat elder brother was already riddled with holes and scars.

I still couldn't protect it! At that time, Gu Qingling was thinking about this.

Mu Yunqi got up from his chair, and he looked at the many disciples in an uproar, and the three elders who were talking about it.

Loudly announced that from today onwards, Gu Qingling would be the third disciple of Tianqianmen.

Gu Qingling's hand on the sword finally let go, and he collapsed to the ground, looking at the clouds flying in the sky.

The Kunlun Realm was so close to the clear blue sky that it seemed to be within reach.

He smiled slowly, Fat Big Brother, I finally did it.