Taoist priest Yuan Ming smiled, shook his head and sighed helplessly.
"Jiu Xuan, don't be impulsive. Do you think the purpose of my coming here is to cause trouble for you?"
Isn't it... Mo Jiuxuan was stunned, and all the Wuji Sect monks were stunned.
Yuan Ming said, "You are about to fight. My disciples are now sparring with you. Although it is unintentional, if any of the foundation builders are accidentally injured, it will have a big impact on the dispute between Wuji Sect and Ziyun Sect.
.
I won't do this kind of thing."
Taoist Master Xuanqing breathed a sigh of relief, and Mo Jiuxuan immediately smiled and said, "I have known for a long time that Uncle Yuan Ming is a highly respected senior and would not do anything to add insult to injury."
Yuan Ming smiled thoughtfully and said, "Oh, really? Why did I feel that you looked like you were going to eat me just now?"
Mo Jiuxuan laughed dryly, "I don't dare, I don't dare."
Yuan Ming looked at Taoist Master Xuanqing, "I heard that Xiaoran, the daughter of Jiuxuan, is extremely talented and has a rare Jiudou Emperor body. This time, I specially brought a disciple here to spar with her.
Don’t worry, they’re all juniors, and we’re watching over you, nothing will happen.”
Despite all the obstacles, they were still exposed. Are they afraid that Xiaoran will become a threat when he grows up and want to kill him in advance?
Taoist Master Xuanqing was uneasy, and then he smiled calmly and said, "Xiaoran is only a ten-year-old child, what ability can he have? Besides, the Nine Dou Emperor's Body is an ancient divine body, how could the Wuji Sect be so lucky?"
Taoist Master Yuan Ming said, "Fellow Taoist Xuanqing, don't rush to deny it. We have witnesses."
He turned to the door and said, "Why don't you come in and pay homage to the old sect leader?"
A middle-aged monk walked outside the hall. He was at the eighth level of Qi refining. He was of medium height, with a square face, round eyes, and narrow shoulders. His appearance was familiar to everyone.
"The evil obstacle, is it you?"
Loud shouts rang out in the hall, Taoist Master Ming Lang's face was red, his chest was heaving, and he was pointing angrily at the visitor.
The middle-aged monk's body suddenly trembled, and he immediately puffed up his chest and came to Taoist Master Xuanqing in a grand manner, bowing and saluting, "Disciple Yuan Bai has met the old sect master."
Taoist Priest Xuanqing remained calm and ignored him. The man went to Taoist Priest Minglang and bowed to him, "I have met Master."
Only then did Mo Jiuxuan see clearly that the person coming was none other than Yuan Bai, the second disciple of Taoist Priest Ming Lang.
He actually took refuge in Xuanyun Sect?
Ming Lang Dao Chang was trembling with anger, and the arm pointing at Yuan Bai was trembling. Lian Yue on the side quickly supported him and called out worriedly, "Senior Brother!"
Taoist Priest Minglang turned a deaf ear and stared at Yuan Bai, with a look of regret on his old face, "Yuan Bai, you are my proud disciple. Apart from your senior brother, I have spent a lot of effort on you, and I have always thought that you can inherit
My mantle.
How dare you betray your master?
You disappoint me so much!"
Yuan Ming said, "Let's ignore the matter between your master and disciple for now. Yuan Bai, let's talk about Mo Xiaoran's matter first!"
Yuan Bai said, "Master, two years ago, during the Wuji Sect's talent test meeting for new disciples, Mo Xiaoran was born in awe. Nine stars appeared on the bluestone tablet, which attracted flowing fire from the sky, and was known as the Nine Dou Emperor Body.
Everyone in the entire sect has witnessed this matter with their own eyes, but the old sect leader has issued a hush-hush order and no one is allowed to talk about it, so it is not known to outsiders."
Yuan Ming looked at Xuan Qing with a smile, "Old friend Xuan Qing, how are you?"
Taoist priest Xuanqing closed his eyes, which was regarded as acquiescence.
Taoist Priest Ming Lang felt that his face was slapped several times by his apprentice in full view of the public.
He had been building the foundation for many years. Before Mo Jiuxuan suddenly broke out, he was one person inferior to ten thousand people in the sect. How had he ever been so embarrassed?
But now, this old man who had been proud all his life felt that his self-esteem was shattered. He didn't know how to face the sect master, his fellow disciples, and he didn't know how to face Mo Jiuxuan.
"Nie Zhan, why are you like this?"
Yuan Bai sneered, "Let Master know that this disciple has been in Wuji Sect for more than thirty years and has worked hard to serve. As your second disciple, what have I gained?
You are said to be the number one master of alchemy in the sect, but at your level, you are just trying to show off your prestige in the Wuji Sect!
I serve you with all my heart, but you put all your attention on your senior brother. Have you ever really paid attention to me?
I bleed and sweat, and for what?
I am almost forty years old and I am only at the eighth level of Qi refining. Why? Senior brother is only thirty years old and has already reached the eleventh level of Qi refining.
In this case, you still dare to say that you will train me?
The sect is too weak, and I only have about twenty low-grade spiritual stones throughout the year.
What to practice with?
Master, don't blame me. People go to higher places, and water flows to lower places. Only after entering Xuanyun Sect did I know what a real sect is.
Compared with Wuji Sect and Xuanyun Sect, they are almost as different as Yunni.
Three months after I started, I got a monthly salary of one hundred low-grade spiritual stones. I have better skills and more resources. Why should I die of old age in the Wuji Sect?"
He was panting as he spoke and shouted at the top of his lungs.
All his love and hatred for Wuji Sect burst out at this moment.
But what he said was indeed the truth. Taoist priest Xuanqing closed his eyes and said nothing, and the foundation-building monks were speechless.
Mo Jiuxuan suddenly smiled and said, "Since you have joined the Xuanyun Sect, you will never come back. I wish you spread your wings in the Xuanyun Sect and soar into the sky."
This sentence greatly exceeded everyone's expectations. Facing the traitor who betrayed his master, Mo Jiuxuan not only did not get angry, but instead congratulated him kindly.
This kind of open-mindedness and this kind of behavior are simply unheard of.
You know, the Qingzhou Sect has only one way to deal with betrayers, death!
What Wuji Sect has done in the past few days is to open up and rationalize this matter that all sects cannot tolerate.
Yuan Bai didn't expect that Mo Jiuxuan would say this, and suddenly felt that it felt good to be understood.
He is just pursuing a better future, is that wrong?
That's right.
"Thank you, Uncle Mo."
He thanked me sincerely.
Yuan Mingdao continued, "Jiu Xuan, our sect master originally arranged for Bai Zhan to come this time, but he happened to be in seclusion, so he had to miss it.
But fortunately, He Jianbai is also a good kid, second only to Bai Zhan in the sect.
He is also young, only nineteen years old, so it is perfect for him to compete with Xiaoran."
Hundreds of battles.
The younger generation of monks in Qingzhou.
Twenty years ago, Mo Jiuxuan killed the proud men of various sects with one sword.
Twenty years later, he fought hundreds of battles, traveled south and north, and competed exclusively with the top young men of each sect without any defeat. All the battles were swift and swift, without any obstacles.
Even Liang Gaoyun, who is the number one among the younger generation of Ziyun Sect and has a great reputation in Qingzhou, is the number one among Ziyun's descendants, but he can only do two tricks in his hands.
He Jianbai.
The second person in the Xuanyun Sect’s Hundred Battles.
His cultivation strength ranks among the top ten among the younger generation in Qingzhou.
He is also a powerful character.
Such a prodigy with a long-standing reputation could not challenge Mo Xiaoran, who was less than eleven years old, which shows how much they attach great importance to the Nine Dou Imperial Body.
In other words, there are ulterior motives.
Although Xiaoran is very strong, he is still young and has few opportunities to truly fight against his enemies. His realm is also two small realms behind him, so he suffers a lot.
Many elders of the Wuji Sect have already spoken out in anger. "Master Yuan Ming, Xiaoran is only eleven years old and is still a child. Isn't it wrong for you to let a nineteen-year-old boy bully her?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you really know how to choose your opponent! An eleven-year-old child, at the eleventh level of Qi refining versus the ninth level, does the Xuanyun Sect only have this little courage? Do you dare to challenge the stronger one?"
"To come all the way to challenge a little girl is quite impressive!"
All kinds of eye-rolling taunts came one after another. Master Yuan Ming was also a famous monk for a long time. He had never been ridiculed like this before.
But when he came, the sect master specifically emphasized the purpose of coming.
First, win over the Wuji Sect.
Second, win over Mo Jiuxuan to join the Xuanyun Sect.
Third, bring Mo Xiaoran back to the Xuanyun Sect. If she truly joins her, the sect will do a lot of training. If the Xuanyun Sect has another hundred battles, it will be able to run rampant in Qingzhou within a thousand years.
If all three fail, then try to win over the Ziyun Sect. The reason is that Tianyu Taoist Priest's structure is too small to become a big one, but it is still a viable force.
In ordinary times, with Taoist Priest Yuan Ming's violent temper, how could anyone dare to mock him?
But Mo Jiuxuan and Mo Xiaoran were too important and had already fallen into the eyes of the sect leader. Under this premise, he could only appease them. If they caused trouble and prevented both sects from coming to power, the mission would be considered a failure.
Taoist priest Kushu, on the other hand, never looks good on losers.
He suppressed his anger, squeezed out a smile and said to Taoist Master Xuanqing and Mo Jiuxuan, "Why don't you ask Xiaoran what you mean?"
He has investigated and found that among the younger generation of Wuji Sect, there is no one who can compare with Mo Xiaoran.
The Nine Dou Emperor Body is no joke.
The purpose of bringing He Jianbai here was to suppress Mo Xiaoran with force, to let her know that there are people among her peers who can be her opponents, and then to throw out the big killer weapon of Bai Zhan...
All talented young monks want to compete with the best of their generation.
Even though Mo Xiaoran is young, it is difficult for him to escape this law.
At that time, he proposed to take her to Xuanyun Sect to experience things, and it was a matter of course.
Then Mo Xiaoran threatened Mo Jiuxuan and asked him to work for the Xuanyun Sect. He was not afraid that Mo Jiuxuan could escape from the palm of the sect leader.
The thought was perfect, Taoist Priest Yuan Ming did not think that Mo Xiaoran was He Jianbai's opponent.
After all, He Jianbai was at the eleventh level of Qi refining, so he was very powerful and could fight against Bai Zhan for several rounds.
That was a hundred battles, the current number one among the young generation in Qingzhou.
Even the younger generations of Cangyu Sword Sect and Shuijing Sect were trembling under his brilliance.
Mo Jiuxuan looked at the Xuanqing Sect Leader. He knew that his daughter was a ferocious person, but so far, she had not met a real opponent.
As for his ability to withstand pressure and his ability to perform in battle, he, as a father, is not sure.
For a moment, I felt a little uneasy.
At this moment, there was a loud bang outside the main hall, and a Xuanyun Sect disciple spat out blood and flew backwards from the air. After hitting the ground hard, he slid out in a long line along the ground, and then hit the big vermilion pillar.
The person who took action saved a hand, and he did not die.
He Jianbai's cold eyes suddenly looked outside the hall.
His junior brother was beaten, why didn't he, as his senior brother, help him save face?
Outside the main hall, a little girl in red clapped her hands and walked in. Behind her were a big bear with a violent aura and a nimble little ox.
As she walked, she said, "It's weird. I was looking for my grandfather, the sect leader, and someone who was not from the Wuji Sect stopped me. Is this still the Wuji Sect?"
The voice was arrogant, impatient, and a little irritable.
After seeing Taoist Master Xuanqing's increasingly gentle eyes, the little girl shouted, "Grandpa, the sect master!"
Spreading her arms, Sa Yazi ran over and threw herself into her arms, then raised her head and blinked her watery eyes and said aggrievedly, "Grandfather, someone is bullying me!"