Become a disciple of Taoist Priest Four Eyes

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"I wonder if the soul captured in the senior's left hand is my Emei abandoned disciple Deng Yin?"

As soon as this statement came out, the whole place was in an uproar.

The news that Deng Yin, the Son of the Blood God, had committed a heinous crime hundreds of years ago and was beheaded by his senior brother Changmei Zhenren spread throughout the spiritual world.

I never thought that I would hear news about this devil here again.

"You mean him?"

Yan Chixia raised her left hand and grasped it with five fingers. A blood-red cloud trembled endlessly, as if it was struggling violently, but no matter how hard it struggled, it could not escape Yan Chixia's grasp.

"Exactly!"

Qi Shuming looked helpless.

In fact, he absolutely did not want to name Deng Yin's identity in front of everyone at this time. But when his mentor ascended to the throne, he was told by thousands of people that he must protect Master Deng's safety.

You can seal it, but you can't kill it.

Although he didn't understand why the master indulged Deng Yin, the devil who brought shame to Emei, again and again.

But as a disciple, he cannot go against his master's orders.

"It turns out that he is Deng Yin, the Blood God Son of your Emei Abandoned Disciple. No wonder he is proficient in Blood Dao Kung Fu. However, this person sucked the blood essence of hundreds of people in the Taihang Mountains, and I chased him all the way to the Black Wind Nest in the Xingxiuhai Xiaogu Temple Mountain. Just caught him."

"You are guilty of so many crimes and deserve to be put to death, but I cannot give it to you."

"Senior, he is my abandoned disciple of Emei. Please be accommodating and leave him to Emei," Qi Shuming said quickly.

"Haha, since you said he was an abandoned disciple, it has nothing to do with you Emei."

"What Fellow Daoist Yan said is true. Blood God Son Deng Yin caused countless crimes in the world of cultivation, and he should have been executed long ago as a warning to others. Since Master Changmei is reluctant to kill him, let Fellow Daoist Yan do it for him."

Li Jingxu said.

"Zhenren Li is right. Deng Yin, the Son of the Blood God, has committed many sins and must not be let go."

"kill him!"……

Although Deng Yin has been sealed by the Changmei Master for hundreds of years, there are many people in the cultivation world who have enemies with him. And no one wants to have such a demon who likes to suck human blood in the world of spiritual practice.

Therefore, for a while everyone shouted and attacked in groups.

"Senior Brother Qi, stop talking. Chongshan Academy has long been prepared to use Deng Yin to damage our reputation in Emei. You must not be fooled." Zhu Mei said anxiously.

"Junior brother, stop interceding for Deng Yin, otherwise our victory in today's sword show will be a mixed result." Ascetic Toutuo also sent a message.

Qi Shuming sighed secretly in his heart. He didn't know how powerful it was. It was just his mentor's earnest teachings before his ascension that made it difficult for him to let go.

Qi Shuming took a deep breath and gritted his teeth.

"Everything is at Senior Yan's disposal!"

The words fell and kept silent.

Seeing him like this, Yan Chixia thought to herself: "This Qi Shuming is really a decisive person. No wonder Changmei Master would choose him to be the head coach of Emei."

Capturing Deng Yin was what Xu Junming told him via a message from thousands of miles away when he came to Zhongnan Mountain.

And he specifically directed him to go to the Black Wind Nest in Xingxiuhai Xiaogu Temple Mountain.

The purpose is to take advantage of the sword show to weaken Emei's thousand-year reputation in front of everyone.

Don't underestimate reputation, sometimes it is much more important than strength.

Especially since Changmei Zhenren has been slaying demons and slaying demons for thousands of years, his accumulated connections are too thick. If he doesn't weaken him by one or two, even if he defeats Emei, he won't be truly respected.

"In this case, Pindao takes action!"

With a casual slap, Deng Yin's blood shadow spirit was collected into the red gourd around his waist.

There is a sealing circle left by Xu Junming on it. It is also an immortal weapon. Once you enter it, you will never come out again.

Stomping her right foot, thick clouds flew up from her feet, carrying Yan Chixia into the air.

"Master Qi, isn't there a sword competition today? People from my Chongshan lineage are here, so let's compete."

Qi Shuming twitched the corner of his mouth.

All my Emei elites are here, but your Chongshan Academy has two or three big cats and kittens here, and they don’t even slap you in the face like this.

After taking a deep breath and suppressing his angry thoughts, he didn't ask anyone else at Chongshan Academy why they didn't come, otherwise it would only be more embarrassing.

"Senior Yan, I wonder which disciple of your sect will take part first in today's sword competition?"

Yan Chixia smiled faintly.

"Liuyun, you go first."

"Disciple, obey."

Zhuge Liuyun activated his sword light and came into the air.

"Senior Yan, today there are seven sword competitions in total. One person can only compete once. Senior, do you agree?"

"Haha, it was you, Emei, who suggested the sword showdown. If you want to be more casual than you, we at Chongshan Academy will accompany you."

Qi Shuming frowned slightly and slightly cupped his hands.

Turned.

"Senior Brother Tong, the first battle is very important to me, Emei, so I need you to take action."

Wanli Feihong Tong Yuanqi nodded calmly.

Carrying a long sword on his back, he got out of the golden ship where the Emei Sect was located and flew forward. The two of them stood a hundred feet apart.

"Emei is going to use Tian Ji's method of horse racing to win!"

Looking at Yuan Ting Yue Zhi, Zhuge Wolong, who has a strong aura and is known as the first person in the three generations of Chongshan, and then look at Tong Yuanqi, a flying hero in the middle stage of Yuanshen, although he is named Luofu Seven Immortals.

So everyone understood Emei's plan.

Zhuge Wolong stood in mid-air, looking at Tong Yuanqi opposite, and frowned.

"Fellow Daoist Tong, you are no match for me, so let's replace him."

The reason why he said this was because he saw that Tong Yuanqi had many merits and could not bear to embarrass himself in front of everyone.

"Morality lies, please forgive me for not obeying your orders!"

Zhuge Liuyun nodded slightly.

He said everything that needed to be said. Since he insisted on doing so, don't blame yourself for being rude.

As for the plan of "Tian Ji Horse Racing" in Emei, my junior brothers and sisters are not easy to deal with.

"please!"

Zhuge Liuyun raised one palm and bowed.

After Tong Yuanqi followed him and saluted, the two of them took action at the same time.

‘Swish’, the extremely sharp sword energy roared into the sky like two giant dragons!

Obviously, Zhuge Liuyun's sword energy is much stronger than his opponent.

Moreover, his many years of struggle have made him deeply understand the truth. No matter how weak the opponent seems, he must go all out. If he takes it lightly, he may be the unlucky one.

Therefore, the Tianlong Sword fell from the sky with violent sword energy, and rushed towards the opposite side like a mad cow.

Tong Yuanqi's expression was solemn. He knew that his strength was not as good as the opponent's, and head-on confrontation was not the answer, so he used the word "vent" in the Emei Sword Art's "Sword Qi Lingkong Art".

The mighty sword energy rotates rapidly, like a spring magnified countless times, facing the Tianlong sword energy.

As soon as the two sides touched, Tong Yuanqi's color changed instantly.

He only felt that an extremely sharp sword energy cut his own sword energy in half in an instant. Without giving him any time to react, he was already in front of him.

He looked at the silver-white flying sword that was only half a foot away from his throat.

Tong Yuanqi looked pale!

If now it was not a sword duel between the two factions, but a real battle of skills, he would already be dead.

"The gap is too big!"

Ling Hun shook his head.

Yixiu next to him nodded in agreement, and all the laughter and curses he used to have turned into solemnity at this time.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Yixiu sighed and replied: "Actually, Tong Yuanqi's strength is not bad, especially his escape technique is excellent. Coupled with the foundation behind him, ordinary earth immortals may not be able to defeat him."

"It's just... that Zhuge Liuyun is too strong, and his swordsmanship is extremely pure. With his cultivation in the middle stage of Earth Immortal, even if you and I take action, we may not be able to defeat him."

Yixiu is upright and does not feel that it is a shame to be inferior to others in terms of strength.

Linghun nodded.

"I hope this fight will not leave Tong Yuanqi with inner demons, otherwise it would be a pity."

Yi Xiu nodded and said: "Among the dozen or so disciples of the third generation of Emei, the only ones who have a bad temper with me are the drunkard, the bearded man, and him. Those two dwarfs and Qi Shuming are full of tricks and are really annoying."

Ling Hun smiled and didn't say much.

It's good to be aboveboard, but as the leader of a faction, he has no ingenuity and is absolutely unqualified.

The key is whether there are bottom lines and principles.

Relatively speaking, the reason why Qi Shuming was valued by Master Changmei and promoted to the position of head of Emei was because he not only lacked strength, but also had flexible wrists and brains.

Xuan Zhenzi and Ascetic Tutu were both inferior to him in this respect.

"excuse me!"

Zhuge Liuyun made a hook with his sword, and returned the Tianlong sword into its sheath.

After Tong Yuanqi saluted, he returned to the golden boat.

"Senior Brother, Tong Yuanqi is incompetent, please punish him."

Qi Shuming smiled and helped Tong Yuanqi up with both hands.

"Zhuge Liuyun is known as the number one disciple of the three generations of Chongshan. Even if I take action, I may not be able to defeat him. Junior brother, don't worry about it. You can rest later."

No one blamed Tong Yuanqi, because no one thought he could win, so no one was surprised by the current result.

Nodding, Tong Yuanqi walked to the back and sat down cross-legged with a disappointed expression.

Although he knows that his chances of winning are very small, anyone who loses will feel uncomfortable.

Zui Taoist, Bearded Immortal Li Yuanhua, and Tong Yuanqi were considered a small group among the many third-generation disciples in Emei, so they naturally rushed over to comfort them.

Qi Shuming glanced at Pang Xian opposite.

As an opponent, he knew every direct disciple of Chongshan Academy.

As Yan Chixia's junior disciple, Pang Xian has practiced with him for more than half a century, and has already reached the level of late Yuan Shen. He has been doing chivalry in Qilu for many years.

Although he is a swordsman, he is also good at fire techniques!

Therefore, he is called the ‘Tianxian Divine Lord’.

Against him, unless you have entered the fairyland, there is no guarantee of victory.

After looking around at many of his classmates, he finally settled on Bai Guyi.

"Senior Brother Bai, I'll worry about you for this battle."

Zhui Yunsou Bai Guyi had been practicing at the peak of Yuanshen for many years. Later, after going into seclusion, he successfully overcame the tribulation and became an Earth Immortal.

Recently, Qi Shuming opened the Emei Ningbi Cliff in order to have a sword duel with Chongshan Academy and took out many elixirs and treasures.

Zhui Yunsou Bai Guyi has taken a step further in cultivation, and his strength has also improved a lot.

He is a master among the three generations of Emei disciples.

Looking at Pang Xian opposite, Bai Guyi smiled and nodded.

"This battle is all on me."

After saying that, he took a step forward, suddenly emerged from the light, and came to the field like lightning.

"Fellow Daoist Pang, Mr. Bai is here to teach you the Nine Swords of Chongshan."