A Sword Through the Nine Heavens Chapter 49: Tao Ren Qingsong

Many people look at the Luochen faction with strange eyes. None of them believes that the disciples of the Luochen faction will reach the foundation stage at the age of fifteen. The appearance of the white waves makes everyone not discuss this matter again, but they disdain. The gaze is hard to hide.

If they knew that the Wood Feather cultivation base with the rare purple talent of the Fallen Faction was only the bottom, then they would be shocked beyond words!

"Master, I’m sorry, I didn’t tell you about it. I had a conflict with the Jiuhua school disciple, but I don’t think I did anything wrong." Mu Yu was a little guilty. The trouble he caused caused Master to suffer He felt very guilty for making unprovoked accusations.

Feng Haochen smiled and said, "There is nothing to be sorry for. This is why I asked you two to cover up your cultivation. After all, you will not believe that you can reach the base-building period when you are fourteen. I believe you did not do it. Wrong, I understand your character, so there is no need to apologize, what to do or what to do."

Kiba nodded, the most heartwarming thing is trust. Feng Haochen has never criticized them, and they have never done anything wrong. Simple sect, even if it is noisy, and sometimes even disturbed by the twins, but that is life. And Master said that life is a practice.

"But next time you go out to do things, you have to be more mindful." Cheng Yan said next to him. As a senior brother, he has always set an example for his juniors and younger sisters. He is the most reassuring one to go out, because he Knowing the way of life will not cause unnecessary trouble to yourself or the teacher.

Kiyu nodded, he was still thinking about whether to tell Master Tian Ran was looking for Jian Ying Chenfeng, maybe he should tell Master, so that nothing happens in the future without any defense like today. Just saying it like this will sometimes only add trouble to Master. What if Master doesn’t like the news?

The three of the Luochen Sect were at the end. The people of the other sects didn't want to have any trouble with the Luochen Sect, and they deliberately distanced themselves. The three of them seemed out of place at the moment, but Feng Haochen was a casual person and didn't care about this. Unlike other schools, he didn't have so many face projects and the burden of face, so it was easier to live.

"Brother Feng Dao, don't be unharmed!" At this moment, a thin old man walked over and said. The old man was very thin and felt weak, but he also had the cultivation base of the Golden Core period. He was surrounded by three men and one woman. Among them was a young man carrying a heavy iron sword. He looked like seventeen or eighteen. He was unsmiling and curious, because few people carried magic weapons on their bodies. . The female looked similar to Lan Linger, slim.

"Taoist Boyang, long time no see." Feng Haochen arched his hands.

Mu Yu knows this Daoist Boyang. Daoist Boyang is the head of the Qiantian School. The Qiantian School ranks at the bottom of the cultivation world. If it is not the Luochen School, then they will be the last. The number is relatively small, but there are hundreds of disciples. Taoist Boyang and Feng Haochen had a very good personal relationship, perhaps because of the mutual sympathy between the last two sects.

"Senior Boyang!"

"Senior Feng!"

The juniors of the two factions saluted one after another, and Kiyu also bowed one. At this time, someone was willing to approach them, which made Kiyu feel better. After all, this situation was only because of himself that caused them to be isolated by other sects.

"The style of the Jiuhua School is really overbearing, but I believe that the silent elder did not deliberately embarrass you. He is known for his integrity." Boyang Taoist.

"I know this too." Feng Haochen said. The wordless elder was outspoken, jealous like hatred, and offended many people in the cultivation world, but because of his high cultivation level, everyone didn't care about him.

"Does Dao brother want this wise nephew to inquire about the whereabouts of the Demon Youmen?" Daoist Boyang looked at Mu Yu, a little curious, because Mu Yu has only a training period Breath.

Feng Haochen nodded: "It's okay to let him go up and up."

"There is a teacher-nephew of Cheng Yan, there won't be any problem." Taoist Boyang stroked his beard, he had a good impression of Cheng Yan, his breath was steady, gentle and elegant, and he looked like he could take on a big responsibility. man of. He actually understood that the strength of the Luochen faction would not be the bottom at all, but they didn't like accepting disciples, so he didn't let the Qiantian faction be the last.

"Senior praised." Chengyan said modestly.

"I'm also relying on the old and selling the title of a senior. I am afraid that I can stand alone with the ability of Cheng Yan's nephew." Taoist Boyang looked at Cheng Yan with admiration, glanced at his disciple, and shook his head slightly. There was no such outstanding disciple under his sect, but his eyes stayed on the young man carrying the iron sword for a while, obviously high hopes.

"This trip is going to inquire about the whereabouts of the Youmen Demon Clan. No matter who you go, you should be more careful and try to listen to the words of your nephew, understand?" Daoist Boyang said to the disciple.

"Yes!" All his disciples replied respectfully, except that the young man carrying the sword didn't move. He didn't seem to hear his master's words.

Taoist Boyang couldn't help. The previous sects looked down on Qiantian faction, so he couldn't guarantee the safety of his disciples. The only one who knows the details is the Luochen Sect, whose aura of Promise is restrained. As a Golden Core Cultivator, at this moment, even if he is not aware of the true cultivation of Promise, he can still feel his vigorous spiritual power fluctuations. The disciples under his own school are too strong.

Acceptance hastily said: "Senior Miao Zan, the younger generation dare not to be big, if there is an accident, they are willing to help each other, it is better to take the lead and listen to others."

"My nephew does not have to be humble, other schools may not be worthy of our two schools, but I don't want my few ineffective disciples to have accidents."

Taoist Boyang actually didn't want to interfere with the Yomon Demon Clan. If it wasn't for the involvement of the sects, he would rather not take this risk. There are many disciples of other schools, and it may not be distressed if accidents happen, but disciples of his school rarely have a few good seedlings. How can they be willing to have trouble? It's just that a disciple needs experience to grow, and he understands this in his heart.

Acceptably nodded, and stopped shitting. After all, it is a good thing for the Qiantian faction and the Luochen faction to have a good relationship. If the relationship between the sects is handled well, there will be room for talking about anything in the future.

Kiba couldn't get his mouth in when they were talking. He yawned boredly, looking at the rich and gorgeous decorations around him, thinking that Qingsong Pie is really a rich place, and I don't know how the food is here. He thought of Uncle An's craftsmanship. It is estimated that those hapless brothers were crying and crying at the moment, and he couldn't help having fun thinking about it.

Walking along the stairs for a while, then passing an arched bridge, finally stopped at the entrance of a majestic hall. This is the conference hall of the Qingsong Sect. All the things of the Qingsong Sect are handled here, and the reception of guests is naturally also here. It is not an exaggeration to say that this conference hall is a palace, magnificent and magnificent.

"Dear fellow daoists have come from afar, and you will welcome you from afar, please forgive me!"

There was a hearty laughter, and an old man in a white robe strode out of the conference hall. This old man has a childlike face, full of energy, and a breath of dust from the top of his body. He wears a platinum crown on his head. The luxurious white robe is dotted with golden clouds. A golden dragon is looming on the white robe, and his feet are very noble. Blue silk inlaid gold and white boots, with an ancient pine pattern on the left and right, exactly like the one at the gate. He stood there, as if he could change the color of the world with his gestures, everyone had to look at him.

This is the head of the No. 1 Martial Arts School today, Taoist Qingsong!

The Daoist Qingsong is a giant in the world of cultivation, a big figure, and all the big sects will not obey, no one dares to neglect. When he came out to greet him personally, he gave a lot of face. Everyone didn't dare to care about it, so he quickly bowed his hands and bowed slightly.

Feng Haochen and Taoist Boyang stood behind the crowd, and did not come forward to greet them. Taoist Boyang thinks that there are so many heads that he is not the only one, but Feng Haochen is still calm and calm, he treats all this quietly from beginning to end, calmly.

"The cultivation base of Taoist Qingsong, I am afraid that it will soon break through to the Nascent Soul Stage, right? I have never seen a cultivator in the Nascent Soul Stage. Taoist Qingsong may be the first." Taoist Boyang exclaimed.

Feng Haochen smiled without saying a word. Others may feel palpitations about Daoist Qingsong’s cultivation, but he is not affected. He is not pretentious about this, but acts indifferently. When Daoist Qingsong invites everyone in, go. In front of Daoist Qingsong, he nodded slightly, Daoist Qingsong also returned the courtesy without any discomfort.

This Daoist Qingsong is indeed extraordinary. When Kiyu walks by him, he has a sense of insignificance of looking up at the mountains. That kind of breath makes people afraid to despise. Mu Yu secretly smacked his tongue, the Taoist Qingsong is unpredictable, and he is indeed well-deserved. I am afraid that the situation will change his color when he makes a move! It's no wonder that the world will respect him, and his cultivation is enough to disregard the heroes.

In the luxurious conference hall, Taoist Qingsong sits at the head, the heads or elders of other sects work one by one, and the younger disciples stand behind the teacher in an orderly manner. No one dares to make a loud noise here. The rules.

"Everyone's arrival will make the humble house shine!" Daoist Qingsong said after everyone had settled down.

Everyone was polite, and then the Qingsongdao talent continued to say: "This time I send a letter to everyone, is to ask everyone to discuss the Fulongshan Orion's encounter with the Youmen Demon in the deep mountains. Youmen Demon Clan matters. The matter is of great importance. It is the unshirkable responsibility of every one of us who are cultivators to eradicate the Yomon demon. If you can come to discuss together, I will thank you on behalf of the world."

"The Taoist Qingsong is serious. My generation's practice is to fight against the Yomon demons. I must do my best. How can I shirk? It's just that I heard that the mortal was saved by a young man in red. Who are the young and promising offspring from?" the speechless elder asked.

"I'm also curious about this. I don't know which Taoist friend's high apprentice is?" Taoist Qingsong asked everyone~IndoMTL.com~Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads. No one knew the red Of course, this is also the one-sided word of the hunter. No one has seen the young man in red, and doesn't understand whether this is a real person or a fabrication out of thin air, and I don't know whether the matter of the Youmen Demon Clan is accurate.

"Since everyone doesn’t know, then we won’t discuss this young man for the time being. You must be cautious about the matter of the Demon Clan. This matter is to gather everyone in the hope that they can send outstanding disciples to investigate the situation. Whether the Yomon Demon is true. On the one hand, it is to give these young people a chance to experience, on the other hand, it is also to prepare for everyone in the future to prepare for the Yomon Demon. Our older generation will not intervene in this matter for the time being, let the younger generations face it After all, the future of the cultivation world depends on these young talents. This is also to cultivate the crisis consciousness of the younger generation."

Taoist Qingsong’s proposal is actually very good. The current young leaders may have the talents, but they lack experience. This is a good time. If the Eumon demon makes a comeback in the future, then you can’t just rely on the older generation.

"Taoist Qingsong said it is very true."

"I have no opinion on this."

Taoist Qingsong nodded and said: "This time the right is to test the cultivation status of the younger generations. Next year, the date of college selection will be advanced. I don't know how you like it?"

"Taoist Qingsong is the master."

This matter was notified long before the various sects came, so Daoist Qingsong was just a formality.

Taoist Qingsong smiled slightly: "Then you will go down and rest first, and we will start our ranking test tomorrow. The wing has been arranged for you, and there will be disciples to guide you later."

"Thank you, Taoist Qingsong."

Everyone is very cautious about this matter, whether it is the Yomon Demon Race or the ranking test, this is a major matter.