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"Why are you here? Didn't I let you have a good rest?" Qinghuan asked in a slight manner.

Wei Yin smiled with a good temper, "It happened that my ancestor came out of seclusion, untied the rope of the immortal tie for me, and helped me heal my wounds. Master and all the elders also found it by my ancestors."

So Qinghuan turned his gaze on his old man and smiled: "Master, it's been a long time no see."

The old man shook all over, and when the little disciple smiled, he was furrowed all over. He always felt that this girl was going to do something bad to him... "Hmph, do you still have me as a master in your heart?" Although he was asking, his expression was obviously affectionate. Yu Hengzi stepped forward and grabbed Qinghuan's hand and pinched it. He looked at her bones carefully, and was shocked: "Little disciple, you..."

Qinghuan smiled but said nothing, and leaned into Yu Hengzi's ear and said something. Yu Hengzi was very excited and opened his eyes wide, almost unable to even speak. "You, you, you--"

Wei Yin looked over curiously, Qinghuan smiled slightly, and did not explain. The disciples now don’t know what happened four hundred years ago. Don’t Changchunzi and the others know about it? Wei Zhong, such a demon cultivator, actually got involved in their Wanjian Sect and even became a real person in the acting sect. What a shameful thing this is! "You evil! You are going to clean up your door today!"

Changchunzi felt extremely hated for Wei Zhong. He did not forget the monks who died four hundred years ago. During his recovery, he almost had an inner demon. Looking at the handsome man in purple robe in front of him, Changchunzi's heart was bleeding. He was old-fashioned and serious, and only accepted two disciples in his life, one was Wei Yin who had high expectations, and the other was Wei Zhong. Although he did not value Wei Zhong as much as he did, he also taught carefully without any slackness.

However, even so, Wei Zhong still went astray. Thinking of the Wanjian Sect's almost invasion four hundred years ago, Changchunzi looked at Wei Zhong with anger and disappointment.

But Wei Zhong seemed to have not seen Changchunzi's regret, he was an extremely cruel person. In his heart, nothing can compare to his great cause of cultivating immortals. "Master, what's wrong with me doing this? I want to become stronger, I want to become an immortal, am I wrong? I'm not wrong!"

"After this, you still don't know how to make a mistake!" Changchunzi was extremely disappointed, "Have you ever felt a little regretful for the disciples who died at your hands four hundred years ago?"

"The strong prey on the weak is the world of immortal cultivation. If they are too weak, the weak will naturally die." Wei Yin said naturally. "If you practice according to your teachings, when will I reach the path of immortality? With the experience of practice day after day, you will likely die every time you pass a tribulation. Why do I have to work so hard? I can easily become an immortal and pass the thunder tribulation to others. Master, do you know? Practicing with the hearts of a cultivator and spiritual beasts is really twice the result with half the effort! If you don't believe it... look!" As he said that, he released his pressure without hesitation.

The disciples with weak cultivation in the hall all looked like earth and their bodies were shaking continuously. It was not that they all felt fear, but instinct. When facing the superior, the lower-level people would always feel fear and uneasy.

Qinghuan quickly supported Wei Yin with quick eyes and hands. His slender body leaned on her body, and the breath of a girl that looked like the fragrance of flowers and fruits was lingering in his nose. His handsome face suddenly turned red.

"Master has always valued Wei Yin. He wanted to hand over the position of the head sect to him, but how could he think of me?" Wei Zhong thought about it. Today, the elders will definitely be unable to escape a fierce battle. Since that is the case, why should he hide from now on? With his cultivation level, he can compete with Yuhengzi, Changchunzi and others. It would be better to fight to the death. He is not a righteous person, and he never cared about having a few more lives on his hands. Since he was thinking about it, his tone of speaking became frivolous and arrogant. "Now Wei Yin is a useless person, and his cultivation level is only at the foundation building. I want to see, Master, who do you want to give the position of the head sect to?"

After saying that, he turned to Qinghuan again, "What did you say and ask me to call Weiyin out. It turned out that Uncle Shi rescued him early in the morning. But it doesn't matter. Now he is just a useless person and cannot become a big deal. If Uncle Shi likes it, take it away." He waved his hand, as if Weiyin was worthless garbage.

"It turns out... it's already late in the Mahayana!" Changchunzi murmured. No matter what, he couldn't believe that Wei Zhong could be compared with Yu Hengzi who had been practicing for more than 10,000 years. No, maybe even stronger!

Wei Zhong looked proudly at the shocked and fearful expressions of the people in the hall. This feeling of looking down at all sentient beings from a high place made him feel very wonderful. He should be so noble, and these lowly races should worship him! "Look, this kind of practice is fast and safe, why not do it?"

"Corruption...Corruption, Crazy!" Changchunzi could no longer bear it, so he swung the whisk to bully him, and the other elders surrounded him.

Everyone is a real person with extremely high cultivation, but compared to Wei Zhong, who is only one step away from being able to overcome the tribulation, it is not enough. Seeing this, Yu Hengzi also joined the battle. As soon as Yu Hengzi, who is also in the Mahayana stage, appeared, the situation suddenly changed. Wei Zhong changed from being at ease to being a little difficult. When Mei Aorong saw it, she was very anxious and bullied her. Although her cultivation was not as good as those of the real persons, she was better than a famous sword cultivator. She took a sword flower and took action extremely ruthlessly.

Wei Zhong smiled sinisterly and said, "This is your own death!" As he said that, he threw away the long sword in his hand, clenched his fists, and roared softly. Gradually, Jiuying separated from his body, and finally he drooled with saliva and his eyes were filled with green light, staring at the group of monks in front of him. Wei Zhong said cruelly: "Eat them and practice together!"

With the ferocious beast Jiuying, the situation turned over again. Yu Hengzi and others were beaten to the point of being able to resist, but not the power to fight back. Jiuying was extremely cruel, and Mei Aorong had a delicate sword technique, which was really hard to resist. Slowly, they had a defeat.

Wei Yin was very anxious, but unfortunately his cultivation level is not high now and he can't help at all. Seeing that he was so anxious that his eyes were almost red, Qinghuan said, "I can go and help, but you have to promise me a condition."

"you say!"

"I haven't thought about it yet. When I think about it, I will naturally ask you what I want." After speaking, Qinghuan patted Ji Guang, Ji Guang let out a long roar and flew away.

Although Jiuying is an ancient ferocious beast with a strong evil spirit, Jiguang is restrained by it. What's more, Jiuying has a natural fear of Jiguang in his bones. Just like a mouse is afraid of cats, Jiuying, who is still very powerful and can do anything to play with real people, whining, and she doesn't even dare to hide, and she lies on the ground and trembles. Seeing this, Wei Zhong gritted his teeth and said, his true body is Jiuying. Unfortunately, he did many evil things back then and was sealed by immortals on the back mountain of Wanjian Sect. Now he and Mei Aorong are both cultivating, and Jiuying has only one skin left. A wise ferocious beast will not resist or struggle at all after seeing the nemesis beast. He is so scared that he lay on the ground, and his body has shrunk a lot.

"I wonder if I can use the Ziyun Sword for the Master?"

"Ah... Master, please." Changchunzi bowed.

The elders summoned the Ziyun Sword together. The sword was purple and the sword was carved with very delicate patterns, revealing a solemn atmosphere. It was a magic weapon at first glance. Qinghuan pulled out the sword, but he didn't notice the old man's strange expression. She walked to Jiuying, who was afraid of her and did not dare to move at all. She raised the sword in front of Wei Zhong, and cut off Jiuying's head. All the nine heads fell to the ground, and Jiuying turned into dust and disappeared in an instant.

Wei Zhong was going crazy! That was his body! It was his body! At that moment, he had the intention to burn with Qinghuan, but as soon as he rushed towards Qinghuan, her fingers pressed against her forehead and could not move.

How is it possible... How is it possible?! He is a half immortal who is about to overcome the tribulation. How could he be stopped by a woman's finger and never move again?! What's going on?!

Qinghuan looked at him faintly and said, "If a mortal wants to become an immortal, he is going against the heavens, so he has to suffer a great test to accommodate the way of heaven. Countless monks choose to avoid the world and practice hard, have a firm mind and be dedicated to cultivating immortals, and you... just want to use Mei Aorong's pure Yin body dual cultivation to enjoy the joy of being in a phoenix, and want to reach the sky in one step. Later, he even absorbed the cultivation of others with evil methods and cultivated immortals and minds, and you will never be able to achieve the great way."

Wei Zhong felt that something was broken by her in his heart. He refused to accept this fact, so he shook his head desperately. Qinghuan's fingertips gently pointed at his eyebrows, and he fell out, lying on the ground foolishly, and his cultivation was dissipated in an instant.

Mei Aorong rushed over like crazy, staring at Qinghuan with resentment: "What kind of hatred do you and I have to harm my family like this!"

Qinghuan did not pity them, and he would never know the wrong person, and he didn't need her pity. She turned to Changchunzi, "The head sect's real person, now Wei Zhong has been abolished by me, Jiuying is dead, Mei Aorong... Let's be the head sect's real person, I just hope that the head sect's real person can save her life."

Changchunzi was still immersed in Qinghuan's surprise when he pointed Wei Zhong's surprise with one finger, and only knew how to nod.

Seeing this, Qinghuan returned to Ji Guang's back and was about to leave. Wei Yin chased him out: "Qinghuan!"

She turned around.

"You..." He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know what to say.

She was moved by her heart. She treated him so well and did so many things for him. He... really liked her. He originally thought that if Qinghuan was willing, it would be okay for the two to become dual cultivation partners. However, just now, he heard what she said, dual cultivation is not the right way. But even so, he didn't want her to leave.

"Where are you practicing immortality?" Qing Huan asked.

"Cultivate immortals and minds." This is the first sentence that every monk hears when he gets started, but no one has ever really done it. In order to become an immortal and become stronger, they have lost themselves and have long forgotten what their original intention is.

"Since that's the case, the future is long, so you can take care of yourself." Qinghuan lowered her head and smiled. "Thank you, the old man for me."

Seeing that she was still leaving, Wei Yin couldn't help but stretch out his hand: "Qinghuan! Stay here, isn't it good to stay?"

Qinghuan knew that if he didn't give up, he would probably have her for thousands of years in the future: "I have become an immortal."

From then on, the scenery was slim and there was no more day to meet.
Chapter completed!