[Mtl] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World 112

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On one side, the father and son abandoned the high wall to prevent them from having fun, and on the other side, the main hall of Xingyao Palace.

     A middle-aged man in a black robe and wearing a green crown sat on the high seat, with more than a dozen disciples standing respectfully beside him. Among them, a young swordsman stood closer than the others. Relationships are also more intimate.

     Youth Jian Xiu is Xu Sufeng, the head teacher of Xingyao Palace.

     And he called the middle-aged man in a black robe as the head master.

     The head of Xingyao Palace had a heavy gaze. He had practiced in seclusion some time ago, and he officially left the seclusion today. A group of disciples beside him, unaware of his limited benefit during the retreat period, are now trying to compliment him.

     “Master has finally come out of the gate! I see the strong wind and the shaking of the stars yesterday. It must be the master’s great achievement! Only the power of the stars can shake the top of the mountain.” I don’t know what happened yesterday, the sound of the sky was like thunder, and the stars It was also on the verge of collapse, but it was unknown that Pei Xuan went against the sky and activated the forbidden technique, a group of disciples ran around in panic, and the master left the gate the next day.

     A group of disciples suddenly realized, and immediately put the unexplainable reason on the head of the sect—yes, the master must have left the test, which caused the vision of lightning and thunder.

     What did the vision show that day? It showed that their master was really too strong!

     “That’s right, in today’s cultivation world, the master is already invincible.” Countless disciples straightened their backs, looking proud.

     The head of Xingyao Palace: “…”

     He kept a cold face, he didn’t say anything, he was well closed, and he was also surprised by the vision. He didn’t even need to guess, he thought it must be the devil behind the mountain who made the movement! And only the other party is so unscrupulous – let the Xingyao palace shake, without blinking an eye!

     But the head of the sect can teach an heir like Xu Sufeng, which proves that he also has a temperament of the same origin.

     Regarding the admiration and misunderstanding of his disciples, he did not open his mouth to explain, easily allowing others to misunderstand. After all, a head needs majesty from top to bottom and strong strength.

     After bragging, he changed the subject: “Let’s talk nonsense, I’ve been in seclusion for a while, what’s the matter with the sect?” What did you do again!

     The other disciples hesitated for a moment, and stopped flattering, but did not dare to say anything about the matter.

     Xu Sufeng didn’t have such scruples, he directly strode forward and said respectfully: “Master, there is indeed an important matter involving Junior Brother Peixuan…”

     He gave a detailed account of the incident after 20,000 years.

     Just like him, when he heard every word clearly, the face of the sect leader immediately changed drastically, “It will be 20,000 years before you will fall into the devil…?” How is this possible!

     It’s not important that Pei Xuan is not a demon, it’s just an excuse for Pei Xuan to raise the flag to kill him because he is too strong.

     Pei Xuan can live for more than 20,000 years, what about them?

     That demon is so powerful right now, and he, the head of the sect, barely has the strength to fight against him. After 20,000 years, who will be able to do so? Thinking about it is even more hopeless.

     “Is this true?”

     Seeing the ups and downs of the sect master’s breath and the appearance of being greatly shocked, Xu Sufeng felt equally heavy: “It should be true. This disciple went down the mountain yesterday to find a hexagram master, so let’s forget about it.”

     The power of heaven is still there, and he needs to be punished for discovering the secrets of heaven. After that disciple forgets, his eyes shed blood and tears on the spot, and he needs people to support him with all his strength for the rest of his life. The result of the hexagram is still “Pei Xuan is the lone star of Tiansha. With an ancient forbidden technique of unknown origin, the power of the gods is so strong that it is unstoppable… the lifespan is endless, and you can live for more than 20,000 years…”

     At first hearing, Xu Sufeng took a breath.

     The hexagram is true.

     What about the future of Xingyao Palace?

     The hexagram master trembled, exhausted his energy and blood, and finally did the hexagram, saying: “The future of the entire sect of Xingyao Palace is confusing and confusing, and it seems to be all in someone’s thought.” It seemed that Pei Xuan covered the Xingyao Palace with his palm, whether it was destroyed or not, all depended on the cold eyes of the young man.

     Xu Sufeng: It’s worth it!

     In addition to the Xingyao Palace in the mist, the hexagram master actually saw that a copy of “Xingyao Cheats” was lost in the world, wandering through secret realms, and fell into the hands of a young sword repairer named Qin Xun 20,000 years later. In the end, the sword cultivator seemed to swear indiscriminately to offend Heaven, and the storage bag exploded under the lightning strike. The cheat book then escaped from Qin Xun’s hands, fell off a cliff, and fell into the hands of a farming student named Zhou Xun… His life experience was very precarious and tortuous.

     There are so many twists and turns in a cheat book, let alone such a huge sect. Under what circumstances would a sect’s secret script be left outside?

     The hexagram master wisely swallowed these words.

     He didn’t dare to say it, the hexagram master talked too much, in addition to uncovering the secrets of the sky, it would also easily lead to bloody disasters.

     The master breathed heavily.

     Xu Sufeng knew that the teacher was worried, and strode forward again, saying word by word: “Master, don’t worry, the destiny can still be violated, and the world can still be chased – the hexagram can be changed!” The hexagram can indeed be changed, but the fate is not static of.

     Headmaster Su Rong: “Exactly.”

     Pei Xuan still wanted to kill him.

     This disciple has already threatened the existence of his sect leader. He has always been jealous of this disciple’s strength and background, and he also covets the destructive power and outstanding talent…

     After all, what a heaven-defying aptitude is required to conceive such a body, who can’t be tempted?

     As early as the day when Pei Xuan entered Xingyao Palace, he had been in seclusion all year round, allowing his disciples to bully and exclude Pei Xuan. After being excluded and bullied, he reappeared and greeted Pei Xuan as a teacher, in an attempt to relax the other party’s defenses.

     It’s a pity that the devil was too defensive, or saw through something, and this move had little effect.

     Thinking of this, the sect leader sighed again, as if he was depressed: “Sufeng, it took me a thousand years to write a book of “Xingyao Cheats” for my teacher. I have spent a lot of time, and I still have to support this huge sect on weekdays. False cultivation, really powerless…”

     There is also a bottleneck in this Xingyao Cheats. After he has achieved great magic skills, it is difficult to go up when he reaches the stage of refining. He was still struggling to break through, but the devil was getting stronger day by day.

     Ask yourself, how could he not be in a hurry?

     Xu Sufeng understood it immediately, and he clasped his fists respectfully: “The disciple is willing to share the worries for Master!”

     Sharing worries for the master, that is to punish Pei Xuan and trip him up at all costs. But they just forgot that it was lucky to be able to kill Pei Xuan successfully, but if they couldn’t kill Pei Xuan for nothing, it would undoubtedly push the fate of Xingyao Palace a step further.

     ——

     Ever since she confessed her relatives with a drop of blood and fell into an illusion, Pei Xuan knew that Ye Qing’s weakness was born, and Ye Qing’s innocence and kindness needed to be cared for.

     Jackdaw was shocked.

     How can there be such a double standard!

     When thinking about the bottom of the cliff, Ye Qing was afraid of the dark, frightened by bones, and even the innocence in his eyebrows was despised by Pei Xuan one by one as timid and vulnerable. Ye Qing puts clothes on the bones and recites the death curse for the bones, which is misinterpreted by him as useless kindness and hypocritical pity. He thinks that Ye Qing is a person completely different from his blackness, which makes him disgusted.

     The result was just one night later.

     Ye Qing was still white, but Pei Xuan’s blackness had changed.

     It seems that Ye Qing’s identity has changed overnight.

     These deeds have all changed, and it can be summed up in one sentence-whatever my son does is right, and the future self will come out. Those who are timid and afraid of the dark, those who are naive and ignorant of the world suddenly become advantages.

     After all, he is so strong, and his son is not afraid of being weak.

     Ye Qing only needs to dance under his wings for the rest of his life, and always maintain a carefree, optimistic and cheerful personality, and outsiders are not qualified to comment.

     With a change in mentality, Pei Xuan’s thoughts also changed accordingly.

     In his eyes, the whole world is turbid, and only the son is pure.

     He hoped that Ye Qing would remain innocent and pure for the rest of his life. There was no need to know the filth of Xingyao Palace and the filthy things under this magnificent sect.

     But just like many old fathers don’t want their children to know some things, children will always have a way to know, Ye Qing soon realized, what is a sect’s intrigue.

     Because the once-in-ten-year Xingyao Palace Spirit Beast Pavilion is about to open.

     Twenty thousand years ago, the Qingling Realm had a vast territory and was full of aura. There are many sects, large and small, in this world. These sects develop like stars, but only Xingyao Palace is the only one that stands out. The mountains near Yaogong are continuous and undulating, with the land of Baize on the left and the former Zhongshan Mountain on the right.

     In the past, when the battles between phoenixes, unicorns, candle dragons and other ancient demons were intensified, the Xingyao Palace grew from the slits, and the sects that survived the tribulations and five hardships would naturally grow into today’s overlords.

     Ye Qing didn’t know all the above. After all, the classics of Xingyao Palace were gradually lost after 20,000 years, and most of those who knew were silent and kept silent.

     He only knows one thing at the moment.

     It turns out that Xingyao Palace also has a tradition of selecting monsters in the Spirit Beast Pavilion. It is located in the mountains and forests, and there are indeed many monsters. However, unlike later generations, this time the Spirit Beast Pavilion is open to all disciples.

     Participation is not voluntary this time, but compulsory.

     There is also a rigid rule that disciples who are not favored by monsters will be expelled from the sect and receive severe punishment. At first glance, many disciples became nervous.

     Does that mean that many people will be expelled from the sect?

     Oh no, there are more than 30,000 monsters in total, one for each person, the possibility of not being favored by monsters is too low. How many disciples are there in Xingyao Palace, oh so there are 40,000 disciples.

     Ye Qing, as a fake Xingyao Palace disciple, was expressionless at first, but the main hall was full of people in the past few days, like a market. Many Xingyao Palace disciples swindled and flattered their horses, ingratiating themselves with the master teacher and giving them a demon pill. The senior brother in charge was not stingy, and gave many disciples elixir.

     Ye Qing just realized later: Wait, 40,000 disciples, 39,998 monsters, if there is really one per person, two people are destined to be alone, it can’t be…

     Let him and his father!

     It is said that since his father came into the world, he was born with strange and strange phenomena, and everything was scorched. Under such circumstances, the Spirit Beast Pavilion is opened…

     ? ? ?

     It can’t be that coincidental. Ye Qing was terrified and took a breath.

     Human nature is despicable, so it shouldn’t be so deep, complicated, sinister and treacherous… Probably not… The child is inexplicably worried.

     In fact, it doesn’t matter that he was expelled from Xingyao Palace, anyway, he was a fake Xingyao Palace disciple, but he didn’t want to see the young Pei Xuan being expelled.

     The Jingchun Grand Competition had already been excluded once before, and this time it came again!

     Bullying his father is equal to bullying him!

     Thinking of this, he took the young man Pei Xuan’s hand, and hurriedly said, “Don’t worry, Dad, I will find a way! After the opening of the Spirit Beast Pavilion, we will all be favored by monsters.”

     It doesn’t matter whether the monster favors it or not. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is just a reason for punishment.

     Seeing Ye Qing frowning his two delicate eyebrows, he seemed to be very concerned about whether he was expelled from the sect, Pei Xuan held him down, and said softly: “I don’t care.”

     Maybe it’s because of the change of mentality, Ye Qing’s every expression is magnified in his eyes, affecting every part of his mind.

     For example, when Ye Qing burst into anger, his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, his cheeks were slightly puffed up, and his fists were clenched subconsciously, showing a kind of freshness uncontrollably.

     Pei Xuan’s first reaction was to stretch out his hand and rub the furrowed peak between the young man’s eyebrows, as if he was touching the child with sparse lanugo hair back then.

     It’s just a dying person, so there’s no need for his son to be so troubled. A secret emotion rolled in Pei Xuan’s chest.

     With hostility floating in his black eyes, Pei Xuan cast a cold glance at Xu Sufeng, his gaze revealing a coldness, as if he was looking at an ant, or… looking at a dead thing after autumn.

     He hated Xingyao Palace extremely.

     If Qingqing wanted Xingyao Palace, one night Ye Qing fell asleep, he would choose a day to kill the head and let Ye Qing be the head. Or maybe he will be the head and let Ye Qing be the master teacher.

     Not far away, Xu Sufeng felt a chill on the back of his neck, and his hand that was dispensing the elixir froze, and the elixir spilled all over the ground. For some reason, he always felt that he was being watched by the evil god.

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Chapter 112