[Mtl] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World 053

The big screen has an immersive effect.

     All the disciples didn’t know that the master was here, and they were still exclaiming: “The ranking on the stele is changing all the time, the ranking is so tight!”

     Damn it, they are obviously not participating in the competition, why are they so tense and the atmosphere is so anxious, as if they are the contestants!

     Someone else laughed loudly: “Brother Zhou fell into the water, and Brother Su lost his way.”

     That’s right, there are countless car rollover scenes on the projection, including Lu Chi.

     The flying sword is similar to a sail that rides the wind and waves. With the help of its power, the monk can control the direction and trajectory of the sword, all relying on the monk himself.

     On the big screen, a senior brother is flying with his sword in the splendid apricot forest, zigzags in the fertile spiritual field of Xiaoqing Peak, completely unaware that he has deviated from the main force, and only feels that he is surrounded by clusters of blooming red flowers Surrounded, for a long time did not find the exit.

     This scene makes people laugh out loud.

     “Hahahahaha Senior Brother Su is lost and still doesn’t know it.”

     “I heard from Junior Brother Ye Qing that there will be an opportunity to hold another assessment for the beauty of sword cultivators in the future.” All the female cultivators and some male cultivators were excited when they mentioned this kind of thing.

     without affecting the outcome.

     A passer-by would be excited to rate the beauty of Xianmen! Aesthetics is subjective, but one high score and one low score can be removed, and the sword cultivator that best suits the public’s aesthetics can still be selected!

     Usually there is no photo stone, and everyone flying with swords does not pay attention to their manners. Now the performance of hundreds of contestants has been magnified into a projection.

     Only then did the disciples of Guiyuanzong notice that it was Yujian flying, some people were dressed in white and behaved well, some were tall and straight, like a jade tree facing the wind, some had teeth and claws, their expressions fluttered, and some could not maintain their balance. Hold the sword and fly——

     In the same game, some people care about the handsome guy, some people care about the ranking, and some people care about the sword!

     As we all know, a sword matches a hero. The flying sword is an indispensable weapon for a monk. On the big screen, not only the outstanding demeanor of the monk, but also the glorious sword intent displayed by the sword is also eye-catching!

     Soon someone noticed a brilliant point: “Junior Brother Qin’s sword looks ordinary, but it flies so fast! Could it be some magic weapon?”

     The rest of the disciples were puzzled: “… there is some truth in it, Senior Brother Xie’s Demon Slaying Sword, but in the previous sect grand competition, the top-grade magic weapon given by the head of the sect himself, I didn’t expect that it was not as fast as Senior Brother Qin’s ordinary magic sword. .”

     Qin Xun didn’t know that his use of the magic weapon was almost exposed.

     His Flying Frost Sword is a magic weapon, its brilliance is too dazzling, usually covered with “chaos beads”, it looks like an ordinary magical weapon, no one notices it at all.

     But this time it was different. The pervasive live camera made Feishuangjian appear on the screen more than once, and everyone realized it slowly——

     Brother Qin flew too fast, which is unusual.

     At the beginning, everyone thought that their own cultivation base was not high, so they dared not speak rashly, until Feishuangjian’s opponent – Demon Killing Sword appeared.

     On the appearance of the Demon Execution Sword, there is engraved a dragon soaring into Yunyuan, with flying scales and claws. The sword intent is as black as ink pen.

     The head of the sect bestowed the Demon Slaying Sword back then to encourage every disciple who got this sword to be able to slay demons and eliminate demons, and have the world in mind. It is not an exaggeration to say that the Demon Slaying Sword is the best among high-grade magic weapons.

     Xie Shutong is a Jindan cultivator, even if he suppressed his cultivation until he practiced Qi, he should have been number one and number two.

     It can be seen at a glance on the big screen.

     Whenever Xie Shutong approached, Feishuangjian seemed to have noticed something, once or twice could be said to be a coincidence…

     For a moment, everyone was lost in thought.

     Something always feels wrong.

     Elder Cheng and his old friends also noticed this, there was no way, Qin Xun happened to appear on the big screen, he was currently the number one, everyone’s eyes were on, who could not be attracted.

     Elder Cheng and his old friend, two cultivators at the transformation stage, could clearly see things that the disciples who were present at the foundation building and Qi training could not see through.

     “Brother Cheng, what do you think? This disciple’s flying sword has some clues…”

     Qin Xun is a disciple of Gui Yuanzong, and it is not good for an old friend to speak out directly.

     Elder Cheng did not have such worries. After pondering for a moment, he thought of a possibility, and without hesitation, he lifted Qin Xun’s cover-up.

     He said: “It should be a rare magical weapon in the world, covered with an equally precious magic weapon.”

     Under the vertical and horizontal contrast of the Devil Slayer Sword, in front of the all-pervasive live broadcast camera, the sharpness of this magical weapon cannot be concealed at all.

     It is indeed puzzling and shocking that a foundation establishment disciple can obtain a rare magic weapon in the world.

     What’s even more surprising is that this Foundation Establishment disciple also has an equally rare and precious magic weapon, which can cover up the light of a magic weapon. If it weren’t for the comparison with an opponent, no one would have discovered it for hundreds of thousands of years.

     At least after Elder Cheng said it, there was an uproar in the audience.

     The first reaction was indeed so!

     They turned their heads to see who was talking, so sharply, they really wanted to get to know each other. A fencing competition was full of excitement, making many friends with the same ideas and like-mindedness become close friends.

     Then they soon saw Elder Cheng, and they all looked shocked: “!!!”

     Elder Cheng is one of the six elders of Gui Yuanzong. How could the other party come to their small activities? There was a moment of nervousness and panic in the audience, as if skipping class was caught by the teacher himself.

     The only person present who was surprised was probably only a young girl with a beautiful face.

     She is dressed in white and looks very beautiful, like a Luoshui fairy who has come to the world, her eyes and brows are full of joy.

     “Master!”

     Yu Feixue yelled, which attracted countless attention.

     Thinking that Elder Cheng came here specifically to find her, Yu Feixue lowered her head shyly, lifted her skirt and walked over quickly. Bathed in the envious eyes of everyone, her cheeks were flushed, with a smile on her lips, and she called out with a rare little daughter’s posture, “Master.”

     She was extremely happy.

     After entering the Immortal Gate, she had mixed feelings towards Elder Cheng several times, and she was reluctant to worship him as a teacher at first. Because they are both white-haired cultivators, Lingxiao Xianjun has long snow-colored hair and a cold and handsome appearance, while Elder Cheng is an old man with white hair. Although he is a monk in the transformation stage, his appearance is ordinary.

     In addition, after Elder Cheng accepted her as his apprentice, the next day when he saw Yu Jinghan, who was born with sword bones, the other party felt regretful. Elder Cheng’s behavior and temperament made her eyes sore and embarrassing for a few times.

     But in order to avoid handyman, she still has to worship Elder Cheng as her teacher with a stern face, and she also wants to live in the beautiful Zaowang Peak. Zuowang Peak is rich in aura and is an excellent place for cultivation, and she is the only disciple of Elder Cheng, so she can get a lot of spiritual resources from the sect.

     Therefore, Yu Feixue has always had mixed feelings about this cheap master.

     She doesn’t like Elder Cheng very much, but she does get a lot of status benefits by worshiping Elder Cheng as a teacher.

     But after all, she had a estrangement in her heart. On weekdays, she was more than respectful to Elder Cheng, but not close enough, so she was very indifferent.

     All kinds of little daughter’s sensitive thoughts, she usually hides her heart deeply, and never tells others, but after Elder Cheng came to Hidden Sword Peak today, her heart suddenly opened up.

     No matter what Elder Cheng is, she is also one of the six elders of Guiyuanzong, and she is the only disciple under Elder Cheng’s knees. As soon as this identity was revealed, she immediately drew a clear boundary with the crowd of disciples present. Others are dust that can be seen everywhere, but she is a pure and untainted white cloud.

     Bathed in the envious eyes of everyone, Yu Feixue felt that she had returned to the Yu Mansion in Yunzhou City in an instant. All the brilliance she lost in those days when the stars were holding the moon came back.

     The smile on the girl’s face grew bigger and bigger, and her eyes were bright.

     The phrase “Master” is even more tactful.

     But Elder Cheng didn’t respond at all, he didn’t have Yu Feixue in his eyes at all. When he saw Yu Jinghan on the big screen, he almost forgot the identity of the chief elder, and jumped on him——

     The young sword cultivator flew whizzingly, a thin and handsome face was enlarged on the screen, his eyes were as dark as the stars in the cold night, with indescribable determination. The other party seems to be born with swordsmanship, almost integrated with the sword, and his posture is very tall and stable.

     Elder Cheng has always been thinking about Yu Jinghan, but now he has only watched it for two seconds, and he is short of breath-naturally born with sword bones! Excellent qualifications!

     He is obsessed with dreams, doesn’t think about food and drink, the apprentice he dreams of!

     The opponent is really so good, with a magic weapon in front, and he can get a good result of second place!

     The young sword cultivator had an outstanding demeanor, and Elder Cheng was so immersed in it that he couldn’t extricate himself, how could he pay attention to Shangyu Feixue.

     ——

     On the other side, what was more intense than the big screen was behind the scenes. Disciples from various peaks quarreled together, and the center of the quarrel was the three-year-old cub.

     The photo stone can be broadcast live, and the disciples of the Artifact Refining Peak are crazy and respectful, “Young brother really doesn’t treat us as his wife, and he has refined a new magic weapon, and he won’t tell us!”

     The disciple of Danxiu raised his eyebrows coldly: “Your wife? When did Junior Brother Ye Qing join the Qiqi Peak? Why didn’t we know? Have you forgotten the miracle of flying dragons dancing and the sky full of clouds? Junior brother once created it himself. Danfang, with his aptitude, he is a disciple of Danxiu bestowed by heaven!”

     They will fight whoever dares to grab it!

     People from Fulu Peak: “??? You first empty the talisman in the storage bag, and then talk!”

     When you use the talismans created by the little junior brother, can you recall who the little junior brother Qingqing is! Do not selectively forget!

     Xiao Qingfeng’s brothers and sisters also wanted to intervene when they heard this topic.

     They showed off implicitly in their tone: “Little brother was only in our Xiaoqing Peak last month, facing a large river valley spirit field, Ye Qing junior brother did not stick to the rules, he chose to make the law of the weather, compared to the laws that have been passed down for thousands of years to adapt to the weather.” .With the aptitude of a junior, he will continue to study in Xiaoqingfeng, the top spiritual planter in the mainland of China is him! He is Shennong alive—”

     The more you say it, the more outrageous it is!

     The disciple of Yushou Peak felt regretful, “Junior brother didn’t come to Yushou Peak to attend a few classes, if it wasn’t for the entrustment of Senior Sister in the Zongmen Hall, he probably wouldn’t come.”

     “That’s right. Even when the Spirit Beast Pavilion is opened every ten years, we looked forward to his arrival and even sent him an invitation letter to claim a monster back home, but he didn’t show up.”

     If Junior Brother Ye Qing took a monster back home, wouldn’t the bond of fate between Junior Brother and Yushoufeng be there? But the younger brother just didn’t come!

     A cultivator who invented the Monster Beast Pill but is not interested in monsters, even if they are thinking about it, they know that the other party will not enter the Beast Beast Peak.

     It’s so sad, Junior Brother Ye Qing, I don’t have a chance with them at Yushou Peak!

     Ye Qing:? ? ?

     If you don’t listen, you don’t know. After hearing it, he realized that he is so popular in various peaks.

     He almost thought that he was not the root of the Five Spirits, and almost lost himself in the sound of “Little Junior Brother is a genius”.

     And the Spirit Beast Pavilion sent him an invitation, why didn’t he know!

     Confusion appeared on the face of the human cub, and a pair of big black eyes were full of confusion.

     Tang Xi’s face was also blank for a moment, and soon his eyes were burning, and his tone was full of determination: “It must be Lou Qinian who did it!”

     No, no, that ghost cultivator is also very possible. Compete for favor, compete for favor, how can you destroy the invitation letter of the little doll!

     Ye Qing tilted his head slightly, and his expression became more bewildered: “Why did Brother Lou do this?”

     Tang Xi didn’t even think about it: “One mountain can’t accommodate two tigers—”

     For the ancient divine bird, they were inherently proud, so how could they allow Xiao Zai Zai to bring back a monster that might transform in the future, and get along day and night.

     Tang Xi wanted to understand this, and his heart became even more disdainful. A peacock with the blood of an ancient divine bird, who prides himself on his cultivation and beauty, needs such a small trick!

     Ye Qing didn’t quite understand, but he didn’t think about going to the Spiritual Beast Pavilion at first. There are already a lot of thirty birds and monsters at home.

     Now he is deep in the center of everyone’s quarrel, very weak and helpless, he waved his little hand, and said softly: “Brothers and sisters, don’t fight for me…”

     The child was already short, and when he spoke, his voice was soft, and his voice was lingering. He was obviously fighting for his ownership, but no one listened to him at all.

     Hidden Sword Peak is very lively, and there is no room for more in the sky. As time goes by, towards the end of the schedule, the competition becomes more fierce.

     Qin Xun’s eyes were red and he was a little crazy.

     He looked behind him, a junior who came from behind, he remembered this junior, named Song Lan. The other party didn’t have a magic weapon, and his cultivation was not that top-notch, but he had a lot of perseverance, and he kept biting him tightly.

     Over and over again, he almost forced out his demons.

     All of a sudden, Qin Xun’s anger rose from his heart, and evil grew from his gallbladder.

     The track of the third pass is at Yunwu Peak. As the name suggests, Yunwu Peak is steep and foggy in all seasons. It is shrouded in clouds and fog all year round, and its face cannot be seen. In the mist, no one will find out what you do.

     “No, I’m afraid people will find out, I’m not afraid of 10,000, just in case—” the old man Yupei disagreed very much, he was a cautious character.

     In addition, he is a Mahayana monk, and his field of vision is different from that of ordinary monks. How could he pay attention to a mere game.

     This was originally just a small competition of Yujian. For the sake of Qin Xun’s strong desire to win, he can compete for the ranking. If he starts with his classmates, he will fall to the bottom.

     The corners of Qin Xun’s eyes twitched, his face was covered with haze and frost.

     He took a deep breath and said proudly, “No one will find out.”

     “A long time ago, when I was a prince, I knew a truth: Wealth and wealth are found in danger—” In other words, it can be said that people do not kill themselves. In the turmoil of the vermilion palace walls, it is really dignified and upright. Few people who have been promoted from the lowest concubine to a high position have gained a lifetime of wealth. Those who laugh at the end in the whirlpool have blood on their hands, and no one is clean clean.

     It seems that there is no dispute, but it is the biggest dispute!

     Not to mention that in the realm of cultivation, the weak are preyed upon by the strong. Isn’t it reasonable for monks with ordinary aptitude to become the stepping stones of the favored ones of heaven?

     A chill spread in Qin Xun’s heart. In the mist, he swooped down with his sword and knocked Song Lan down. He said indifferently, “I’m sorry, Junior Brother Song.”

     A sword has no eyes, let alone the sharpness of a magic weapon.

Song Lan was completely unprepared, his face was pale, and he tried to avoid it in horror, but was quickly knocked off the cliff, leaving a scream and disappearing.

     When Qin Xun achieved his goal, he felt relieved. He also had a cautious temperament, and when he looked at his Feishuang sword, there was actually a trace left by Junior Brother Song on it.

     He frowned, took out a handkerchief, wiped a trace of blood on Feishuangjian, then looked disgusted, and burned the handkerchief clean with spiritual fire.

     Not even evidence of guilt.

     The white mist is vast, and it is really clean.

     Little did they know that there was another hidden sword peak, and the scene was deadly silent. Everyone watched this scene and couldn’t regain their senses for a long time after being shocked.

     After a long time, a disciple, with chattering teeth, squeezed out a sentence from his throat: “What are you doing, Senior Brother Qin!”