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Chapter 120 The white-haired boy, the master of Yunge

"I'm sorry, Junior Sister! This is all thanks to Master for cultivating me. Junior Brother Twelve is also here. Are you here to observe and learn?"

Han Yu smiled slightly and looked at Su Twelve as he spoke.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, half-smiling.

After five years of hard work, he, who was originally as arrogant as a solitary peak, has now become a bit more humane and knows how to hide his true emotions.

Before Su Twelve could speak, Xiao Yue smiled and answered for Su Twelve: "No, Twelve is also here to participate in the Seven Peaks Competition!"

Twelve? Is it called so kindly?

Han Yu frowned slightly, then relaxed, and said with a worried look on his face: "This... the twelfth junior brother is determined to compete, this is a good thing!"

"It's just...as the ancient qigong practice spreads in the sect, there are many disciples practicing in each peak. This year's Seven Peaks Competition can be said to be full of strong people!" ??

"Furthermore, Tianhua Peak has had a long-standing grudge against our Luofu Peak. The disciples of Tianhua Peak are even clamoring to make Luofu Peak look good to us in this seven-peak competition. Two junior brothers, Wei Ze and Yun Feng, were originally planning to compete.

, have all chosen to abandon the game!”

"With the cultivation level of the twelfth junior brother at the eighth level of Qi refining stage, if he really encounters a disciple of Tianhua Peak, I am afraid that not only will it be difficult to win, but his life may even be in danger!"

Han Yu looked kind-hearted, turned around and cast two concerned glances at Su Twelve.

He had some criticisms towards Su Twelve.

This reminder has good intentions and also means to declare one's authority.

After all, he was the number one genius in Luofu Peak, and his life was not only saved by Su Twelve, a disciple with mediocre qualifications.

It’s even been compared to it!

Even if no one paid attention to this matter, the grudge in his heart would never go away.

"What?! This is happening?! No wonder we can't see our two junior brothers, Wei Ze and Yun Feng. The people from Tianhua Peak are going too far!"

Hearing this, Xiao Yue looked shocked and quickly turned to look at Su Twelve.

"Twelve, Tianhua Peak is a bunch of lunatics. During the newcomer trial, you turned the tide and helped my grandfather defeat their peak master."

"If you take part in the competition, I'm afraid they will definitely target you crazily!"

"I think you might as well choose to give up the competition! If you need a foundation-building pill, you can wait until the next Seven Peaks Competition, or wait until I succeed in building a foundation, and then try to find one for you."

Xiao Yue said quickly and hurriedly persuaded Su Twelve.

It turns out that there is actually an ancient qi-refining method that is spread within the sect?

It seems that I was not the only one who had good luck during the rookie trial.

However, according to what Shen Miaoyin said back then, shouldn't it be better to build the foundation as early as possible?

Could it be...there's a secret in this that I don't know about!

Su Twelve secretly thought that since he was from a wild background, he could not get a lot of information in a timely manner as a core disciple like Xiao Yue.

In the world of immortality, it is true that the sooner a monk establishes a foundation, the faster he can reach a higher realm.

But doing so is not entirely without consequences.

But it will cause the foundation to be unstable! In ancient times, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was rich, and foundation problems could easily be remedied.

But now, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is far from being comparable to that of ancient times. As a result, the monks who build the foundation at the ninth level during the Qi Refining Stage cannot compare with those at the 12th level during the Qi Refining Stage, whether in terms of strength or cultivation progress.

Su Twelve naturally didn't know these thoughts.

Facing Xiao Yue's persuasion, he shook his head without hesitation without even thinking.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior sister, but I still want to take part in the competition."

"Maybe if I'm lucky, I can get a good ranking!"

After saying that, Su Twelve smiled and his eyes twinkled.

Shining with firm eyes.

The next Seven Peaks Competition will have to wait twenty years. Now he may not be able to wait even one or two years, how could he wait so long.

As for the help Xiao Yue said, he believed that Xiao Yue was well-intentioned. When he placed his hopes on others, he would not feel the slightest sense of security.

"Okay! Since you insist on it wholeheartedly, I won't say any more."

"During the game, if something goes wrong and you have to admit defeat, you must do so decisively!"

Seeing Su Twelve's resolute attitude, Xiao Yue had no choice but to say.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your concern. I know what to do!" Su Twelve cupped his hands and thanked you with a smile.

Han Yu sat aside, and when he saw the two of them looking like this, he remained silent and said no more.

He and Xiao Yue both trained under the peak master's sect, so it stands to reason that the relationship between the two should be close.

But more than a while, Xiao Yue became distant from him. On the contrary, she was particularly concerned about Su Twelve, a boy with mediocre qualifications and average appearance.

This change made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Look, Peak Master and the others are coming!"

At this moment, the restlessness of the handyman disciples suddenly came from outside the pavilion.

The disciples of Qifeng all looked sideways into the distance.

In the east, in the rays of the rising sun, twelve sword rays of light flew towards me.

Under the gaze of everyone, twelve figures fell into the empty pavilion due east.

Su Twelve looked at the people coming from a distance. The leader was a young monk with white hair reaching his waist and wearing a purple gown.

Behind the young man, slightly behind, was the Great Elder of Tianshu Peak, Ge Tianchuan.

In addition, Tianyin Peak Peak Master Shen Miaoyin, Tianhua Peak Peak Master Fu Boren, Luofu Peak Peak Master Lu Mingshi and Luoyan Peak Peak Master Shen Luoyan are also among them.<

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"That white-haired boy has a high status. Could it be that he is the master of Tianshu Peak and the master of this sect?!"

Su Twelve glanced over, and finally landed on the white-haired boy at the head.

He subconsciously used the Heavenly Eye Technique, and what he could see was a golden light shining brightly.

In the crowd, not only the white-haired boy, but also Shen Miaoyin, the master of Tianyin Peak, and Fu Boren, the master of Tianhua Peak, were also like this.

"So strong!!! Is this... the legendary golden elixir?!"

Taking a deep breath, Su Twelve felt his eyes stinging and quickly lowered his head.

As these twelve people appeared, for a moment, the entire Yandang Lake fell silent.

All the monks subconsciously held their breath and did not dare to make a sound. In the lake, hundreds of white cranes also rose into the sky and flew away.

The white-haired boy put his hands behind his back and walked step by step to the top of Yandang Lake.

"Everyone, ever since the sect was founded, I, the peak masters and the elders have worked together and worked hard for hundreds of years to gain a firm foothold in the Cangshan Mountains and achieve today's scale!"

"Counting on my fingers, this is already the 20th Seven Peaks Competition. This time, the rules of the competition have changed. I believe the peak masters have told you about it, so I won't go into details here."

"I only want to say one thing today."

"Ten years ago, during the newcomer trial, many disciples risked their lives to bring a large amount of training resources to the sect. This made the Yunge Sect's strength increase a lot!"

"Therefore, I have discussed with all the peak masters and planned to open another peak. In the future, the Yunge Sect may no longer have seven peaks, but eight peaks. The winner of this seven-peak competition will be the eighth in the future.

Peak candidate!”

The white-haired boy's body was suspended in the air and he said calmly.

He didn't speak loudly, but when his voice reached everyone's ears, it was like thunder that penetrated the ears and went straight to the heart.


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