Looking at the old Jin Qing who walked towards him from the fourth floor of the staircase of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, Wang Yu gave his reply with a bow: "Uncle Shi, the inheritance of the ancestral court is about to start the day after tomorrow, and I have limited time at the moment."

Of course, I have to learn the Dao magic powers that are more important to me first.

When the inheritance is over, if the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion still allows me and other disciples to enter, the kid should sink down again and comprehend the various wonderful methods. ”

Looking at Wang Yu, who replied to himself with a serious face, it was the turn of Jin Qing Lao Daomeng this time: "The days of ancestral court inheritance are indeed the day after tomorrow, but what does this have to do with you?"

I looked at the mana in your body that day, you should have entered the mage realm, but the day after tomorrow it started a competition among the disciples of the Dao Tong realm.

You, a monk of the Mage Realm, are you still going to end up fighting with the disciples of the Dao Tong Realm for that blessed land aura?

Within the mountain gate this time, there were more than 100 disciples in the Dao Tong Realm.

The rules of the ring set by us are more to let the disciples show what they are best at, so that the second-generation disciples present can work together to give targeted guidance.

This competition in the ring of the Child's Realm, according to our estimates, will take at least ten days and eight days.

Or do you also lack guidance from those teachers and uncles who are not as good as you?"

Jin Qing's words made Wang Yu also blind.

Could it be that he misunderstood the word ring?

When he was fighting black boxing in Southeast Asia, it never took three minutes to get in a ring.

One hundred and ten disciples fight in the ring, and the first round plus the roll call and the kung fu of getting on and off the stage, it can be done in three or four hours at most!

There are fewer people in the second round, the third round, and so on.

Overall, one day is enough!

With his mind spinning, Wang Yu understood that he was wrong.

The purpose of the black boxing ring is to set up a dealer to collect gambling funds to kill pigs, and naturally the faster the rhythm, the more attractive it is.

And Maoshan's ring is to cast a wide net to cultivate more outstanding disciples, and to ensure that Maoshan will not really collapse in the catastrophe.

The two themselves have different intentions, and of course there is a world of difference in form.

"So, I have at least ten days to spare?" After knowing that he had enough time and smelling the sour smell on his body, Wang Yu felt that he should go back to the small courtyard where Uncle Jiu lived and rest for a day or two.

Although he is so energetic that he doesn't sleep for seven days and seven nights, he doesn't feel tired, but since he is not in a hurry, he will fight so hard because of his brain disease.

Regarding Wang Yu's question, Jin Qing Lao Dao quickly replied: "To be precise, you should have half a month to soak in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

After the disciples of the Dao Tong Realm competed, there were also the disciples of the Warlock Realm who competed.

Although the number of people is a lot smaller, it also takes time.

The competition of the training master realm, you kid is going to take a look, and those uncles and aunts of yours have one or two unique skills.

Look more to gain some knowledge.

In this way, when the mage realm is tried, you will not be confused by the various Dao talismans of old people like me. ”

After saluting again and indicating that he had been taught, Wang Yu's eyes showed seriousness, and he looked at Jin Qing and said, "Uncle Shi, the kid is a little puzzled and wants to ask your old man."

Although the kid was the only one among so many Maoshan disciples who had set foot in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he had indeed deduced a Dao method to the realm of Dacheng.

But if that's the case, the kid shouldn't be able to afford to be so valued by your uncle, right?

The kid is not talented, but he is also a monk in the mage realm, and you can still feel one or two things when you pay attention to the kid all the time.

I also ask Uncle Shi to give the kid a reasonable answer, otherwise the kid won't be able to sleep well!"

Wang Yu, who has two magical powers, Tianyan and Tianer, has already discovered that Jin Qing Lao Dao has paid attention to himself in the past six days, and he has crossed the line a little?

It's just that it takes too much energy to imprint a lot of Dao treasures into his mind, and Wang Yu really couldn't spare the energy for a while a few days ago to talk about these things with Jin Qing Lao Dao.

Now, Wang Yu, who is about to leave the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion temporarily, has energy, and is naturally ready to ask things clearly.

The current system of Maoshan is centered on the head of the family, and the elders of these sacrificial wine realms should pay more attention to Shi Jian and his son Shi Shaojian.

Although at present, no one knows that Shi Shaojian is Shi Jian's son.

But he is also the only disciple of the head of the sect, so he should be more worthy of attention than him, an ordinary disciple!

Although he, an ordinary third-generation disciple, is extremely talented, as long as Shi Jian still sits in the position of the head of Maoshan for a day, it will not be his turn to think about this position.

At most, when he is old and decrepit in the future, he can go back to Maoshan to retire in the name of an old man and an elder like Jin Qing.

Regarding Wang Yu's question, Jin Qing Lao Dao did not care, but felt more satisfied: "Cautious and sensitive.

Boy, I'm now more and more optimistic that you can inherit the inheritance of Maoshan.

You ask me why I put so much effort into you, why I think so much of you.

I can tell you, but you have to promise that today's words will come out of my mouth and into your ears, and no third person will ever know about it. ”

Regarding the conditions proposed by Jin Qing Lao Dao, Wang Yu did not hesitate, and directly swore by the Tao.

He really wanted to hear what earth-shattering secrets this uncle and ancestor who were not very familiar with him could tell to send him away.

Hearing that Wang Yu directly swore by the Tao, Jin Qing Lao Dao paused slightly, and still gave Wang Yu an explanation: "The reason why I value you kid is because I can't see the hope that my Maoshan can be passed on to those Maoshan disciples outside."

I thought that Shi Jian was the master of Zhongxing.

But since he couldn't go any further in the sacrificial wine realm for a long time, he chose to go astray.

I knew that he was not the one who could lead me through the catastrophe and be reborn.

Does he take everyone for fools?

That Shi Shaojian is almost exactly the same as his demeanor when he was young, I really think that I can't see that it is his kind when I am old.

If this is just the case, as long as Maoshan can be passed on, the family will be in the world for a long time, and we will not be unacceptable.

But he studied those evil methods that my ancestors had explicitly forbidden, but I couldn't bear it anymore.

It is true that there have been scum in my Maoshan for generations, but more of them are loyal and righteous people who slay demons and eliminate demons.

Those evil methods, each of which requires cultivators to have blood on their hands.

He is the head of Maoshan and the leader of the world's decency.

How could he be so willing to fall!"

Looking at the old man Jin Qing who said that he was angry and his face was spitting with hideous saliva, Wang Yu did not comfort him a little and comforted this old man of Maoshan who was angry.

Because he knew that this was an old man in the Maoshan faction who was mourning his misfortune and was angry with him.

No matter how much he says, he can't empathize with this old Maoshan man.

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

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