Chapter 209 Another sword intent, reappearing the illusion of Qingyun blood sea corpse mountain(1/2)
The way up the mountain.
There are more and more people.
Gu Yusheng and Houshan Sword Boy fight for the road.
Attracting cultivators from all over the world, they not only want to enter the Holy Academy, but also want to become the disciples of the Junior Master Uncle in the Holy Academy. Even among the many disciples in the Holy Academy, there are even greater ambitions, and they want to become the disciple of the Master.
As students of the Holy Academy or children of hundreds of families, most of them have unique conditions. They have grown up with golden keys in their mouths since they were young. Many of them have reached the seventh, sixth and fifth realms.
, is a very rare existence.
At that time, Master opened the three thousand avenues leading to the Holy Court. Most of the descendants of the great Confucians of the Holy Court walked through it. In addition, they all had the Holy Court treasures given by their ancestors or grandparents. They had the aura of Confucian awe-inspiring and could protect them.
Descendants.
Therefore, the sword ladder modified by Wu Hao, Master's junior brother, could not stop them in the first half of the journey.
Especially the children of the Mohist family, they are mostly familiar with "ethics". They rely on the classics of the saints and pave the way with ethics. Swords and ladders cannot harm them at all.
It only took them a few sticks of incense to complete the journey that took Gu Yusheng three days.
As for the Mo family, because the great scholar Mo Fanchen was suspected of betraying the human race by the Holy Court, the young children of the Mo family have also been implicated in the past few years. Although Mo Wanyun went to the library on the other side of the sea of learning to copy
Looking back at the book that Mo Fanchen brought out of the mountain, it proved that Mo Fanchen did not betray, but the Mo family was still greatly ostracized.
And Mo Fanchen, who was supposed to come back, still hasn't been picked up from the city of monsters.
"Hey, are you Gu Yusheng from Qingpingzhou?"
A Mohist disciple who was walking at the front stopped and looked at Gu Yusheng with his eyes.
Gu Yusheng turned around and saw a long group of people behind him, most of whom were disciples of the Holy Court or related to the Holy Court.
These people are about the same age as him, but many of them are higher than him in cultivation level.
In Qingpingzhou.
Those who have cultivated in the Seventh Realm are the head of a sect or an extremely high-status elder. However, in Jingting Mountain, these extremely high-level people are not only young, but also behave extremely dissolute and arrogant.
Of course.
Although these people have high levels of cultivation, they may not necessarily have strong combat capabilities.
Even the declining Qingyun Sect faced the invasion of monsters from the Seventh Realm. Yu Qingshan, He Hongnian and others from the Sixth Realm were able to kill them with the Sixth Realm, which shows their strength.
However, this is only relative.
Gu Yusheng also did not forget that the seven-level cultivators of the Holy Land whom he met in Huazhou had a sense of oppression that was definitely not comparable to that of the powerful seven-level practitioners from the Haoqi League or the Demon-Slaying League.
This also made Gu Yusheng realize that the difference in strength between practitioners, even if they are in the same realm, is as vast as a cloud.
He didn't know how strong the disciples of the Holy Academy were.
But the arrogance on the faces of these people caused Gu Yusheng's favorable impression of the students from the Holy Academy to drop sharply.
From the declining Qingyun Gate to the Holy Courtyard.
It seems that many things have not changed at all.
"Hey, I heard that Qingping Prefecture is very small. There is a very high mountain that occupies most of the prefecture. Every monk from Qingping Prefecture says that no one can really climb the mountain in Qingping Prefecture. It's really
Is it fake? Is Qingping Mountain as high as Jingting Mountain?”
Another young Mohist disciple held his arms in his arms and looked at Gu Yusheng with a strange look, but they were still a little far away from the sword intention, for fear that they would be trapped in the sword intention and unable to get out.
"I don't know." Gu Yusheng looked indifferent, "Because I have never climbed up."
"Hahaha!"
Harsh laughter erupted up and down the steps.
Mo Jin raised his hand to stop everyone from laughing, stared at Gu Yusheng and said: "You are honest, since you can't even climb the mountain in Qingpingzhou, how can you dare to climb the Jingting Pavilion in Zhongzhou?"
Mountain, do you know that this mountain was climbed by the Master back then? The Master is as high as the sky, can you climb it?"
"Know."
Gu Yusheng clasped his hands toward the sky.
"I also know that when Master established the Holy Monastery, he wanted to spread the three thousand avenues to the world, so that every practitioner can have his own path. What I am following now is the path walked by countless sages.
Have a question?"
Mo Jin's expression froze, and then he joked: "It seems that you are not stupid. You know how to carry out the master and let the saint suppress you. It's no wonder. A fool can't win the heart of Miss Mo's family. Don't lean on the fence. You Mo family's
Women’s vision is a bit low.”
behind.
A young practitioner from the Mo family was stared at with a teasing look by Mo Jin.
Sometimes, this kind of superficial provocation is actually a kind of conspiracy, which is very effective.
The man in cyan clothes looked at Gu Yusheng, then at the disciples of the Mo family, then glanced at the hundreds of disciples in the Holy Courtyard. Facing the scorching gazes of everyone, Mo leaned over the railing and cupped his hands towards Gu Yusheng, saying: "Mo Wanyun.
She is my cousin, if her reputation is humiliated because of you, or if she is wronged because of your weakness, I will not let you go."
At this point, Mo Pinglan's eyes fell on the bookcase behind Gu Yusheng. He took a step forward and stood on the same step as Gu Yusheng. His eyes swept across the crowd, ignoring the noise that caused everyone's agitation. His eyes were indifferent.
His eyes fell on Gu Yusheng again, and his voice rose slightly:
"Gu Yusheng, it doesn't matter how barren and desolate Qingping Prefecture is. What's important is that you brought back the books from the Holy Court, and these books are related to the reputation of my Mo family. You have treated my cousin in an inappropriate way.
I do want to beat you, but at this time, I represent the attitude of the Mo family in dealing with things. I am not willing to stand with you. Whether you go up the mountain or down the mountain, I respect your choice.
."
Gu Yusheng was a little surprised.
Mo Jin burst out laughing again.
"What's the reputation of the Mo family? I don't know. You thought you and I were the same family? You all should listen to me. Our Mo family is a prominent family in Zhongzhou. We are the Mo family who eat ink. And their Mo family, the Mo family in Danzhou,
, it’s unwarranted.”
The voice fell.
Mo Jin suddenly took out a black ink pen and tapped Mo Pinglan's shoulder hard.
There was a bang.
The bones in Mo Leanlan's shoulder were broken and dented.
Mo Pinglan's face turned pale, he was in severe pain, his body staggered, and he fell back a step. Without the support of Haoran's Qi, Mo Pinglan was injured by the sword's Qi, and he broke out in cold sweat for a moment.
Mo Jin rotated the pen in the palm of his hand and said with a cold and arrogant face: "The boy who handed the book of the saint to the countryside and carried thousands of mountains and rivers to return it is simply a shame for the Holy Academy. Who doesn't know what this means to your Mo family?
Favorable, you represent the Mo family to protect a foreigner, do you have the ability?"
Mo Pinglan's face turned pale and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. He glared at Gu Yusheng and asked stubbornly: "Are you going up the mountain or down the mountain? I will still protect you!"
"Up the mountain, of course."
"I don't need your protection."
After Gu Yusheng finished speaking, he turned his face slightly and glanced at the other people present. My eyes were full of disdain and contempt, and my whole person became unruly, like a sharp sword that was no longer hidden in its scabbard.
"Originally, I just wanted to go up and have a look."
"Since you all say that Jingting Mountain is very high."
"You don't want me to go up."
"Then I have to go up."
"And I will cut off your path."
"Let you get out!"
After Gu Yusheng finished speaking, he slashed with his sword.
A killing sword means a wall.
Isolated from everyone coming down the mountain.
He turned around, leaving everyone with a tall back.
Green light floats under my feet.
Don't stop any longer.
Ten steps at a time.
Walk like the wind.
He is the sword.
The sword is him.
A sword rainbow startled the sky, and the floating stars of the Demon Slayer List were intertwined under the starry sky.
A group of young disciples from hundreds of families were left behind, looking at each other in confusion.
Mo Jin was hit in the face with harsh words by Gu Yusheng, and his face turned livid.
To be continued...