At this moment, when Wang Hai's voice filled with overwhelming anger fell, the disciples of the Taiqing Sect also became on guard.
Initially all the disciples thought it was an internal strife within the sect, but after Zeng Hui explained the reason, everyone realized that it was a bandit who was hostile to the sect and was hiding in the Taiqing Sect.
Zeng Hui walked slowly to Wang Hai's side. At this moment, the two of them mutually agreed to give up their past grudges.
Including Wang Hai's slander just now, he also endured it.
"Your Excellency, as a sword cultivator, don't you even have the character of a sword cultivator?"
"If you have the guts to do it, don't you have the guts to admit it?!" Zeng Hui's eyes flickered and he slowly spoke out cold words.
As soon as these words were spoken, in the southeast corner of the square, a sword light was like a light shuttle in the dark night, whizzing away towards Zeng Hui.
"not good!"
Sensing the sharp cold light on the sword light, Wang Hai couldn't help but feel shocked and his eyes were horrified.
"Qing Cang Sword!"
Zeng Hui took out his sword in an instant. He swung his long sword, poured his spiritual power into the sword, and slashed out with a green blade.
"Bang!"
The two sword lights clashed together, causing a ripple in the void.
The surrounding Taiqing disciples were also frightened by the sharp edge surging from the sword light, and their faces turned pale.
Just this moment of change made everyone in Taiqing Cult feel as if they were facing a formidable enemy. They stared into the depths of the dark night with solemn eyes.
But when they saw the figure of the young man in black, a flash of surprise flashed across everyone's faces.
"So young?"
Zeng Hui was a little slow to react. After seeing Yun Mo, he stretched his head and looked behind him. He didn't look back until he was sure there was no one else.
"Are you the thief?" Wang Hai stared at Yun Mo and asked with too much uncertainty in his words.
"The thief who has mastered the spiritual sword spirit is...you...your boy?"
Zeng Hui suddenly thought of the sharp sword intent on the statue just now, and asked with a trembling voice that couldn't be suppressed.
"Well, one more thing, I'm not a thief. My name is Yun Mo, and I'm here to become a disciple."
Looking at the crowd of Taiqing disciples in front of him, Yun Mo couldn't help but roll his eyes, changed his previous words, and spoke in a deep voice.
Apprenticeship?
"Hmph! You kid smashed the statue of our ancestors. No matter what you say today, I won't let you off easily!"
As soon as he saw the statues scattered on the ground, the anger in Wang Hai's heart was uncontrollable and wanted to burst out.
"Master, wait a minute. Yun really doesn't know. That statue is the statue of our ancestor. If we had known it in advance, we would never have done anything to deceive our master and destroy our ancestors."
Yun Mo leaned over and lowered his head, talking nonsense.
The only thing he has to do now is to delay time for Luo Lao...
While everyone was confronting each other on the field, there was a huge roar on a hilltop not far from the Taiqing Sect.
There is even a spiritual light that goes straight to the top of the sky and reflects on the earth.
"What's that movement?" The disciples looked up at the changes in the distance, with expressions of surprise.
"No! That's where the old leader retreats!"
Some disciples told the origin of the mountain, but it was the retreat place of the old leader of the Taiqing Sect. After hearing this, all the disciples looked startled.
Immediately, Zeng Hui showed a hint of surprise and asked doubtfully: "Could it be that Master has made another breakthrough in his cultivation?"
"Of course! When Master was in seclusion, his cultivation had already reached the peak of the early stage of the Spirit Sea Realm. Now that such a long time has passed, it is natural that his cultivation has improved!"
Wang Hai glanced at Zeng Hui with disdain and looked at the fluctuations of spiritual power that were constantly bursting out from under the sky. He only thought that the old sect master had made a breakthrough in his cultivation.
Hearing that the old sect master had made a breakthrough in his cultivation, many disciples of the Taiqing Sect showed excitement and looked at the sky that shimmered with spiritual light.
What they didn't notice was that Yun Mo, who was not far away from them, had an unknown glint in his eyes at this moment.
"It seems that Luo Lao has already taken action!"
Yun Mo secretly thought in his heart that all he needed now was to delay for a while, and then he would retreat when the matter was completed.
"Okay! Boy, you broke the statue of my Taiqing ancestor. Logically speaking, it must be an upright example. However, my master has improved in cultivation, so I will spare your life today."
Wang Haiyang was very proud.
"Of course, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped! And you just swung the sword at us. If Elder Zeng hadn't been so advanced in cultivation, he would have accidentally injured other disciples."
"I'll cut off one of your arms to atone for tonight's sin!"
Wang Hai is quite serious. Although Yun Mo is young, his cultivation in the late spiritual wheel realm is real.
Of course, in Wang Hai's heart, although Yun Mo's talent was extraordinary, he was still no match for him at the half-step level of the spiritual sea.
"Leader, wait!"
Just when Wang Haigang was about to execute him, an inappropriate voice came from behind him.
"Zeng Hui, do you have any objections?" Wang Hai did not look back, his face was a little cold.
"Leader, although Yun Mo has broken the statue of his ancestors, he is gifted as a monster, and I have never seen him before."
"To be able to master Dacheng's psychic sword intention at such a young age is enough to prove that this child's talent in swordsmanship far exceeds mine."
There was sadness and bitterness visible to the naked eye on Zeng Hui's face.
He practiced hard for most of his life before he refined his sword intention to the peak of Xiaocheng. He may not be able to reach the threshold of Dacheng's psychic sword intention in this life.
Therefore, he was able to detect Yun Mo's terrifying talent in swordsmanship.
Hearing what Zeng Hui said, Wang Hai felt a little flutter in his heart.
He glanced at Yun Mo in the distance, looked at Zeng Hui, and asked, "Are you saying that boy's swordsmanship talent is stronger than yours?"
Zeng Hui smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "It's not even a little bit better, there's no comparison at all."
hiss!
After the words fell, the many Taiqing disciples who were watching around showed a hint of shock in their eyes.
How old is the boy in black in the distance?
Do you already possess the power of such a terrifying monster?
Everyone looked at each other for a moment, with a hint of disbelief flashing deep in their eyes.
When Wang Hai heard this, he nodded. After being silent for a while, he raised his eyes and looked at Yun Mo, "Boy, are you sure you are here to become a disciple of our Taiqing Sect?"
"Yun Mou has always admired the name of the Taiqing Sect, especially you, the leader, who is even more famous among the outside world!" Yun Mo said.
"Oh? Tell me in detail." Wang Hai's eyes lit up.
"Everyone has heard that the leader of the Taiqing Sect, Wang, not only has profound cultivation skills, but also devotes himself to cultivating Taoism and abides by his true intention. In the position of leader, he is even more diligent and conscientious. He is truly a role model for us!"
Although these words went against his true intentions, Yun Mo was still an old man after all. After saying this, his expression remained unchanged and everything was as usual.
This made Zeng Hui's eyes wide open and he was secretly shocked.
It is by no means an easy task to analyze so many advantages from Wang Hai!
It seems that this boy is really capable!
"Master, although Yun Mo is guilty, if he joins our Taipuritan sect, there are plenty of opportunities for him to make up for his mistakes."
Zeng Hui has made up his mind and will do his best to bring Yun Mo into the Taiqing Sect.
If you watch such a genius join other sect forces, you will really become a big fool.
"Well, since you know so much about our Tai Puritan religion and have a correct understanding of our leader, it is not difficult to join our Tai Puritan religion."
Wang Hai groaned.
Hearing this, Zeng Hui couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. It's you.
"Yun Mo just told some facts. I'm lucky if the leader doesn't say that this kid is glib." Yun Mo said seriously.
"Haha! Boy, I have to say, you have an appetite for sophistication."
Wang Hai nodded and said with a smile, "Now, if you bow down and bow three times to my Taiqing ancestor in the center of the square, you can join our Taiqing religion!"
"boom!"
But as soon as Wang Hai finished speaking, the top of the sky, which was originally flashing with spiritual light, finally slowly calmed down.
"Is it over already?" Yun Mo raised his eyes and felt certain in his heart.
Such movement should mean that Luo Lao has succeeded!