The source of fear came from the mysterious disappearance of Wu Renyi, an outer disciple.

From the time when the head of the Wuyue faction secretly sent someone to investigate the cause of Wu Renyi's death, to the return of the secret masters sent out for more than ten days without finding anything, this period of time, whether long or short, was neither long nor short, the secret masters not only found out the truth, but concocted a deference that shocked the whole Wuyue faction:

There is an unknown master, whose cultivation is extremely high and unfathomable, infiltrated the Wuyue Sect, and killed the outer disciple Wu Renyi in one move, leaving no bones, and no hair was missing, leaving only a pool of fragments that may be medium-grade swords.

What does the fragments left behind?

The person who lurks in the dark cultivates to be strong, not only can defeat the enemy with one move, but also can shatter the mid-grade sword into pieces with one move.

I couldn't find any news about Wu Renyi, and I couldn't see anyone dead or dead, which was clearly a manifestation of the lurkers mocking, ridiculing, and even contemptuous of the Wuyue faction:

I'm killing right under your noses, what can you do to me?

He is not killing people, he is demonstrating to the Wuyue faction and blatantly provoking!

The Wuyue Sect has been reduced to the lower class of the Qingshui Kingdom's cultivation realm, and the glory of the self-esteem thousands of years ago has become a yellow flower of tomorrow, and it will never return!

Tang Biao's regret stems from this.

Wu Renyi's bizarre disappearance, leaving behind the fragments of the sword, and the withering of the Spiritual Grass Strange Flower in the medicine garden he was in charge of, the time is astonishingly consistent! In Tang Biao's heart, he has already identified the withering of the Spiritual Grass Strange Flower and Wu Renyi's disappearance and the fragment of the sword as the work of a certain great cultivator faction who is eyeing the Wuyue Sect.

As the junior disciple of the head of the Wuyue faction, he knows very well that the status of the Wuyue faction in the Qingshui country is now declining, and there are more internal and external troubles -- internal worries, and there is a great shortage of masters, and in the past 500 years, the Wuyue faction has always been gloriously at the bottom of the great competition of cultivation disciples every ten years;

Tang Biao finally understood Zhao Xiang's true intentions:

It was to use his misunderstanding that he had a treasure that absorbed spiritual energy, and realized his dream of being his own disciple in one fell swoop!

I didn't even see through his tricks at that time, in order to make him his disciple so that he could get the treasure smoothly, he also ran to the senior brother of the head of the house, begging his grandfather to tell his grandmother to intercede!

This hateful scar kid set up a stage for me to perform a show that I thought was clever!

Perhaps, that scarred boy who deserves to be killed is now secretly happy in his heart, laughing at my stupidity and retarded mind!

Once he saw the truth clearly, Tang Biao hated so much that his intestines were about to break:

What cultivation is a big rise, what spring breeze is proud, what wealth and dreams, all of them have become a bamboo basket for water.

He counted himself, and was tricked by Zhao Xiang, the ugly boy, and the aggrieved and hateful in his heart, and the wishful thinking hit him all on the head! Damn boy, you actually designed to raise my left hand and let me slap myself several times in a row! As for you, you have also realized your dream of becoming an inner disciple!

The more Tang Biao thought about it, the more he felt that it was right, and the more he felt right, the more ashamed and angry he felt!

He seemed to be unable to bear the hatred in his heart, and finally showed a kind of boredom and hatred to Zhao Xiang from his bones!

A month after Zhao Xiang moved into the small courtyard next door, Tang Biao called him into the cultivation cave where he meditated.

He immediately reprimanded Zhao Xiang and scolded him for a saliva-splashed and blood-sprinkled head:

"I'm angry when I see you, come with me and leave immediately, get out, don't let me see you again, I can't even look at you!"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, the more he looked at Zhao Xiang who was standing in front of him, and the more he didn't like it, the more he couldn't help but lose his temper!

Tang Biao couldn't wait to slap this stupid boy who couldn't even enter the first layer of the Qi Condensation Period to death with one palm, so as not to be ridiculed by those disciples, especially those fellow senior brothers with different thoughts!

He was angry in his heart: You laugh, laugh, it's not that you don't report that the time has not come, when the time comes, hum, hum, I tell you to cry dad and call mother, the soul is scattered, and you will never be reincarnated!

"I'm confused by you, you and I should remember that your head master Bo Chushan has issued an order that all inner disciples must go to the Wuyue Sect's Dongfeng Training Base and choose a cultivation cave to cultivate for five years, so as to welcome the Great Contest of Inner and Outer Disciples of the Qingshui Country Cultivation True Realm that will be launched by my Wuyue Sect five years later. For 500 years, our Wuyue faction has been suppressed by other sects and factions, and it is always at the bottom of the big competition once every ten years, and its face is very ugly, and it is ...... All in all, this time Dongfeng cultivation master attaches great importance to it, and is ready to fight a turnaround battle in five years. ”

Maybe Tang Biao had hated this begging disciple to the limit, if it weren't for the fact that there were so many pairs of eyes from the Wuyue Sect looking at their master and apprentice, if it weren't for the identity of these inner disciples, if it weren't for Zhao Xiang's shrewdness not to show any mistakes, he would have wanted to find an excuse to kill him or simply sweep him out of the house now.

How can it take so long to spend so much saliva with him!

"Remember, if you don't make any progress in your cultivation this time, and you are beaten up by others in the big competition, you will be embarrassed to me and fall into my name, I will expel you from the Wuyue faction no matter what I say, and I will show no mercy!"

For Zhao Xiang, Tang Biao has already made up his mind, no matter what, five years later, he will fight to fall out with the senior brother in charge, and he will be expelled from the door. Hmph, Scar Kid, the real purpose of chasing you out of the house will never be known, even if you are like me, yes......

Hehe, fight with Lao Tzu, nothing is floating on your mouth, you are still too tender!

Zhao Xiang just nodded vigorously and said yes, lowered his eyebrows, and hurriedly retreated.

Faintly, Zhao Xiang actually had an illusion, feeling that Tang Biao was not a sixth-layer cultivator in the condensation period at all, at least he had reached the foundation, maybe even higher.

Just looking up, he inadvertently saw a trace of murderous intent flashing in Tang Biao's eyes.

Although there was only a fleeting breath, but in an instant, it actually came like lightning, causing his Zhao Xiang's soul and vitality to shrink rapidly, as if he was suddenly still, and even more as if he was strangely imprisoned.

The breath of cold was diffused and dissipated from his body at the moment when Zhao Xiang lowered his head, and everywhere he went, there was a trace of cold that penetrated into the bone marrow.

Rushed to the ground by this cold breath into the bone marrow, his whole body suddenly trembled, and he didn't dare to open his eyes, let alone have the consciousness of standing up and straightening up in front of Tang Biao.

After trembling like this, Zhao Xiang vaguely felt that a sense of divine consciousness swept over him.

It seems that every part of his body is under Tang Biao's eyes.

Although he couldn't be completely sure, in a trance, Zhao Xiang clearly fell into an endless coldness, and there was a sudden sense of horror in his heart that Tang Biao had seen through his whole body inside and outside, and there was no longer any hidden terror.

(Brothers, young masters, gentlemen, princesses, seniors, happy weekend! Happy weekend! Happy weekend! The fourth watch has been sent, and it will not be updated today! The weather is cold, although it is a weekend, rest early! Good night everyone!)