A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 57: Mysterious man

The leader of the Qiantian faction has blossomed. This year, because of the variable of Gu Yitian, their sect will no longer be at the bottom. This also means that there is hope for the future rise of the Gantian faction.

It's just that Daoist Boyang didn't expect that the Luochen faction also produced a dark horse, and also cut the Qingsong faction under the horse. This is an unknown variable. At first, Taoist Boyang thought that Mu Yu was here to learn more, but he didn't expect to learn more for others.

Mu Yu looked at Gu Yitian on the stage. This was Gu Yitian's seventh match today. It was against the 16th Juetian faction. The Juetian faction is relatively weak, and the disciples sent are only the young people who built the foundation of the Second Heaven faction, against the dark horse of the Qiantian faction.

"Zhetian Sect, Yang Tianhe."

"Diantian faction, Gu Yitian."

Gu Yitian looked cold and held his broadsword in his hands. The broad sword was more than five hundred jin, but in his hand it was like an ordinary sword, which was swept freely. Yang Tianhe also knew the dark horse of Gu Yitian. He did not underestimate this person. Although the spiritual fluctuations in this person could hardly be felt, he did not know how the dark horse had won five games in a row.

Yang Tianhe holds a long stick, which is made of fine iron and is a magic weapon. He danced his long stick with a little toe, and slashed towards Gu Yitian. Gu Yitian didn't have any fancy, he waved his broad sword, struck with the long club, and hit with gold and iron. Yang Tianhe only felt that his hands were tingling, and he almost couldn't hold the long stick.

This man is so powerful!

Yangtianhe was horrified, and flew into the air, the long stick left his hand, whirled in the air, and the shadows of the sticks swept toward Gu Yitian. He knows that if there is no chance of winning in close combat, this person's brute force is too terrible, and he can only fight remotely.

There is no change in Gu Yitian's face. He just manipulated the broad sword on the spot, hitting the shadows of the sticks scattered in the sky, and then the whole person suddenly disappeared in place. Yang Tianhe was startled, he quickly turned around, but he had already received a palm on his chest, and that palm gave him no room for resistance and fell directly to the ring.

Gu Yitian turned over and fell down. This was his eighth victory.

All the contests of the Gantian faction today have ended, Kiba has won eight games, and his contest today is also over.

"Brother Feng Dao, I really missed it. I didn't expect that my nephew would have such a talent." Taoist Boyang said in admiration towards Feng Haochen, but his eyes stayed on Mu Yu.

"Boyang Dao brother is polite, but there are people in the noble school who have such a thorough cultivation, which is admirable." Feng Haochen said.

Mu Yu and Gu Yitian looked at each other. Gu Yitian had a strong sense of war in his eyes. He seemed to treat Mu Yu as a great enemy. Mu Yu also stared at Gu Yitian, and Feng Haochen asked him to try his best not to embarrass him. After all, the Qiantian faction wants to revitalize the martial art, but the Luochen faction does not have this plan, so those who admit can do it.

But Kiba doesn't plan to abstain when he fights against the Gantian faction tomorrow. He also wants to try how good his physical training is. It doesn't matter whether he wins or not. Accumulating experience is the most important thing.

Two dark horses, one will eventually win.

At night, the master was meditating, and he promised to go out for a walk, not knowing where to go. Kiba also left the room. Too many things happened during the day, and one thing kept him worried.

Tian Ran said that a mysterious person came here and wanted to be disadvantageous to his master. He was very likely to find Daoist Qingsong first. Now Tian Ran didn't know where he was going, maybe with Daoist Qingsong, he decided to check Daoist Qingsong's situation by himself.

Based on his cultivation base during the foundation period, monitoring Daoist Qingsong is really looking for death. Fortunately, he has an unknown ability, that is, the ability to control wood. This ability makes him act very convenient. He came to a forest, looked around, made sure that no one was involved in the trees, and then headed towards the place where Taoist Qingsong lived.

It’s very easy to find where Daoist Qingsong lives. Although Dao Qingsong faction is big, the residence of the head is naturally extraordinary. Kiba only followed a few disciples who were waiting for the head and easily found Daoist Qingsong’s room. .

This is an elegant garden. There is a pond in the courtyard with swimming goldfish. There are several peach trees next to it, and Kiba is hidden in the peach trees. Daoist Qingsong hadn't returned yet, he deliberately controlled the peach tree so that it tilted its branches toward the window. The window was open so that you could see everything inside.

After a long time, Daoist Qingsong finally returned to his room. There were already disciples waiting in the room to change clothes for him, and another disciple fetched water to wash his feet.

"You go down first!" Taoist Qingsong put on plain clothes and said to the two serving disciples.

"Yes, the disciples retire!" The two disciples retreated and closed the door.

Taoist Qingsong walked to the window and suddenly looked at the peach branch in the window, and Kiba was taken aback. He thought he had been discovered. However, Daoist Qingsong didn't think too much, and soon looked away. He looked at the moon outside the window, not knowing what he was thinking.

For a long time, Taoist Qingsong walked back, then sat cross-legged on the bed and began to meditate. Kiyu looked boredly at him there to breathe out, and Tian Ran said that the mysterious person might come to Taoist Qingsong. If it weren't for this evening, then he would have been in vain for the whole night. He still has a competition tomorrow!

I don’t know if Tian Ran’s girl is also nearby. Mu Yu thinks of the unreliable girl, and she is speechless. This girl is also unknown. She swaggers around looking for people to ask about Jian Yingchenfeng’s whereabouts. It caught that person's attention.

Kiyu didn’t wait in vain, because the cyan Taoist suddenly opened his eyes, not knowing when, there was already a person in the room, and Kiyu’s heart was shocked. He had no idea when that person appeared there. of!

"Who are you?"

Taoist Qingsong was shocked, he stood up and looked at the uninvited guest in front of him. The other party suddenly appeared in this room, not knowing how he came in, so abruptly that he didn't even notice it.

Wearing red clothes, this man looks very young, only seventeen or eighteen years old. He is very handsome, but the fluctuations in his spiritual power make Daoist Qingsong feel extremely heart palpitations. That is definitely not the golden age. If the opponent is not in the Golden Core Stage, doesn't this mean that the young man in front of him is in the Yuan Ying Stage?

How is this possible!

Kiyu didn't dare to make any movement in the tree. He stared at the young man in a daze, so young, is he the mysterious person Tian Ran said? If his cultivation is really aimed at the master, then the master will really be more auspicious.

"You are the person with the highest cultivation level here? It's a pity, no one has guided it. It's too difficult for you to reach the Nascent Soul Stage." The young man in red said lightly.

"Your Excellency has such a profound level of cultivation, what is the so-called coming here?"

Taoist Qingsong felt that he was threatened. The appearance of this young man was like a boulder on his chest. He had been in the cultivation world for so many years, and no one felt so terrible to him.

The man in red smiled: "What am I doing here?"

A horrible atmosphere suddenly enveloped the entire room, as if a violent wind swept through it, enveloping Daoist Qingsong, Daoist Qingsong felt his insignificance for the first time, and it seemed that the opponent would just move his finger Dao disappeared, that kind of powerlessness filled Daoist Qingsong's body, making him unable to resist any thoughts.

The breath of the young man in red only appeared for an instant and disappeared, and Daoist Qingsong's body was wet with cold sweat.

"You, are you a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage?" Taoist Qingsong stepped back in disbelief.

"You have been trapped in the Golden Core Nineth Heaven for at least ten years, have you? How about let's make a deal?" the young man in red said slowly.

Taoist Qingsong took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, and then asked: "Now that you have cultivated to the sky and stepped into the realm of Yuan Ying, what can I offer you?"

"I can help you break through to Yuan Ying." The young man in red looked at Taoist Qingsong and slowly spit out these words.

"What!" Daoist Qingsong stunned suddenly. He thought he had misheard. This person can help him enter the primordial infant stage of his dream? Isn't this a foolish dream?

The Daoist Qingsong's heart is surging. He has been trapped in the Golden Core Nineth Heaven for ten years. He always feels that he can't see through the mystery of the Nascent Soul Realm. Several retreat attacks have ended in failure. He is now a giant in the cultivation world, admired by thousands of people, and he has no regrets in this life.

Only he understands that the situation that is clearly within reach, but always a little bit short of it, makes him painful. The ultimate goal of every cultivator is to hit a higher realm. He has always felt that he has touched the barrier, but he has been unable to pierce the window paper.

"The direction of your cultivation has always been wrong, no one is pointing, you can only be trapped in the Golden Core Nine Heavens in your life." The man in red continued, "I can help you achieve what you want, so We need to make a deal."

Countless thoughts flashed in the mind of Taoist Qingsong. It is really tempting to become the Nascent Soul Stage, but it is not easy to understand that it is not easy to be rewarded. He calmed down slowly. He is not a fool. As a benchmark in the cultivation world, he is very clear-headed: "What do I need to pay?"

"You, become my servant." The young man in red said slowly.

Taoist Qingsong's face changed slightly, and then he snorted: "It's absolutely impossible! How can my dignified leader be so humble? You should look for someone else!"

Let Taoist Qingsong be a servant? If you let other people in the realm of comprehension know that you would think this young man in red is crazy. What is the identity of Taoist Qingsong? He is the first person in the Moyun Mountain Range. No one in the entire cultivation world dares to disrespect him, but this young man in red wants to take Daoist Qingsong as his servant?

"It seems that you still don’t understand what I mean. Let’s put it another way, the Jiuhua true person in the Moyun Mountains is almost the same as your cultivation base. If I go to take the head of the Jiuhua faction as a servant, then you Qingsong faction will There is no need for existence. All the proud disciples of your life will die, so I will give you a chance to choose. If you don't cherish it, you will end your way." The young man in red said coldly.

"If I surrender to you, what is the meaning of the Qingsong faction's foundation?" Taoist Qingsong feels that he has been insulted. His respected head of the Qingsong faction wants to be someone else's servant? It's ridiculous!

"You have a daughter named Qingmei, and she doesn't seem to be in her room at the moment." The young man in red changed the conversation and said very casually.

Taoist Qingsong gave a sudden shock, and when the young man in red was talking about the word Qingmei, he suddenly became unstable.

"Qingmei--what did you do to my daughter?" Taoist Qingsong opened his eyes wide, and he began to panic. Qingmei is everything to him, and anyone who is a father will not ignore his daughter.

"Then it depends on your choice."

"Despicable!" Taoist Qingsong said angrily.

"You are inferior to me in terms of cultivation. I don't need to use your daughter to threaten you. Your daughter is just another bargaining chip. You don't obey me, and you only have a dead end. You are not afraid of death, but you are in the realm of cultivation. After so many years of scenery, I’m afraid there are many people who have offended you? After you die, how many people will spread resentment on your daughter? I don’t need to do anything at that time, naturally someone will deal with your daughter for me."

The young man in red snorted, no need to threaten hostages with his strength. He mentioned Qingmei just to tell Taoist Qingsong~IndoMTL.com~ Once Taoist Qingsong had an accident, his daughter would be in a dire situation.

The Taoist Qingsong was blue and white, and the words of the young man in red pierced his heart like a sharp knife. He made the Qingsong Sect bigger by one hand, and naturally many people were offended. In order to secure the top spot among the leaders of the cultivation world, he also did a lot of shameful things. Although on the surface everyone treats him respectfully, but many people hate him more or less in their hearts.

For example, he created the rules for the selection of colleges and monopolized all the disciples with outstanding talents, so that other sects could not get disciples with outstanding talents. Other sects would dare not say anything because of his cultivation level. If he died, Then his daughter will never end well!

Taoist Qingsong's tight body collapsed suddenly. He was sitting heavily on a chair. He was more than eighty years old. He got a jewel in the palm of his old age and was extremely loving. That was his heart. The pine pie is gone, he can rebuild, but there is only one daughter, and he loves his daughter even more than his life.

He sighed, as if he was a teenager, and his gray hair dropped, struggling extremely.

On the one hand, it is his dignity. He has always existed above ten thousand people in the realm of cultivation, but now he wants him to be a servant of a young man in red. Even if he died, he would not do such a humble thing! But on the one hand, it is his daughter. As a father, he has no choice.

The young man in red is a cultivator in the Yuan Ying stage. If he wants to kill a person, how can he get his life out of his own cultivation? He can die, what about Qingmei?

"Plop!"

Taoist Qingsong knelt on the ground, his body trembling, it was unwilling and humiliating. In the past, only others bowed in front of him, but now he kneels in front of a young man because of his inferior skills.

"Please spare my daughter." Taoist Qingsong kowtowed heavily.