Systematic cultivation of immortality, I founded the world of cultivation of immortality

Yesterday there was a prostitute who molested girls, and today there was an even more outrageous one, who was also a candidate.

However, this matter was suppressed within half a day. But Mu Yiheng was still complacent, thinking that his reputation must be completely ruined and he would no longer be able to take the scientific examination.

The prince who went with him thought so too.

When the three-day appointment arrived, Bai Yao brought Mu Yiheng to the palace. The emperor knew about this and set up a competition field in front of the main hall.

He was quite confident in the person he was looking for, and especially wanted to see who of the two was more powerful.

When Bai Yao came, he saw a large round platform in front of the hall. The emperor was on top, and some officials and their families were sitting below.

There were palace maids and guards standing on both sides waiting for her.

Seeing this, Bai Yao sneered, her competition with the fifth princess actually attracted so many people to watch.

What is the difference between this scene and a noble party where a dancing girl is invited to perform for fun?

"Hahaha, Miss Bai, when I learned about your bet with Ling Wei, I was particularly interested. I specially called so many people to come here to judge. With so many eyes, you will never suffer a loss."

The emperor specially called these officials here for other purposes, which was to let these people see Bai Yao's ability and accept the matter of cultivating immortals more quickly.

Every household pays attention to it, so that it is possible to surpass the northern movement that is one step ahead.

Bai Yao glanced at him lightly, found a place and sat down casually.

"To deal with him, it's enough for my apprentice to take action." After saying that, she looked at Mu Yiheng and called, "Mu Yiheng, go."

Mu Yiheng was stunned for a moment, and then realized, what did Bai Yao call him just now?

"Senior, you just said that I am your apprentice!"

"Why, you don't want to!"

"Yes, yes." He was so willing.

He patted his chest and said, "Master, leave this matter to me."

If he couldn't do anything else, he was best at fighting.

The original Bai Yao was replaced by Mu Yiheng. This was not the effect the emperor wanted.

People were also looking at each other and talking a lot. The recruitment of disciples on the spot was obviously intentional. It seemed that the white girl was just showing off!

"Miss Bai, we agreed that you would compete with this princess's teacher. Why did it suddenly change to someone else?"

Lan Lingwei stepped forward, very dissatisfied with this substitution. Although she didn't think Mu Yiheng was better than his teacher, Mu Yiheng was a man after all, and he had been practicing martial arts since he was a child, so there were many changes.

"The princess and emperor of your country did not inform you in advance that this competition is public!" Mu Yiheng stepped forward and stood in front of Bai Yao.

"Also, what kind of person is my master? It's your turn to watch and have fun here. Although I just succeeded in becoming a master, she has been teaching me all the way. Today I will use the skills taught by my master to defeat you. ."

Mu Yiheng pointed domineeringly at the man waiting next to Lan Lingwei.

The man had a strong build and looked like he was an expert in martial arts.

He looked at Mu Yiheng's thin arms and legs and laughed disdainfully.

"It's okay for the fifth princess, it's the same for everyone." They will all be under his control anyway.

Seeing how confident she was, Lan Lingwei immediately stopped worrying.

"Okay, then you can compete with him. The bet is as usual."

Mu Yiheng and Lan Lingwei's martial arts masters stood on the round stage.

People were watching below.

Although the emperor regretted that Bai Yao could not take action himself, after listening to Mu Yiheng's words, Bai Yao should also be able to cultivate immortality since he taught him.

The prince said nothing and stared at the stage motionless. He wanted to see if Mu Yiheng could suppress him and whether he could suppress this famous martial artist on the list.

Unable to use weapons and with bare hands, the two of them saluted each other, and then the martial artist struck suddenly.

A circle of strong wind approached Mu Yiheng's face.

Mu Yiheng's face tightened. If this punch hit his face, wouldn't his handsome face be ruined?

He glanced sideways, grabbed the other person's arm, pulled it forward, turned around, and controlled his hand behind his back.

But he underestimated the strength of the martial artist and was easily broken away, punching him in the stomach with a backhand.

The people watching took a breath, the punch hurt just looking at it.

Mu Yiheng was beaten and took two steps back. He held his stomach and looked at the martial artist opposite with a painful and wary expression.

it hurts.

This man must have a strong fist.

Before he could calm down, the martial artist attacked again. Seeing this, Mu Yiheng straightened up in pain. This time he was much more cautious.

He dodged all the attacks he could avoid and didn't dare to attack him head-on.

Although he was thin, he was more agile in body and moved in an unorganized manner. Although the martial artist was a master of martial arts, he was still restrained by him for a moment.

Mu Yiheng walked around behind him, thinking of making a sneak attack, but the fist he threw out was caught.

The martial artist turned around, smiled, and punched Mu Yiheng in the face again. In an instant, his handsome face was filled with color and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't over yet, and then he struck again, hitting Mu Yiheng in the abdomen with a punch.

"Little brother, if you admit defeat, I will stop."

Saying that, he punched a few more times.

After several consecutive punches, Mu Yiheng was unable to parry, but in terms of strength, the opponent was able to suppress him to death.

Mu Yiheng felt a sense of frustration in his heart. Bai Yao had just accepted him as his disciple, and he had promised to come up just now. If he lost, it would be a small matter to lose face, but if he lost his hard-won position as a disciple, he was afraid that he would Regret for life.

Therefore, he cannot admit defeat.

"I won't admit defeat."

When the other party hears this, he says, OK, hard-core, then he will do something real. Smiling triumphantly at him, he lifted the whole bar.

Mu Yiheng struggled hard, but to no avail.

He was about to be thrown off the stage. If he fell, he would lose.

Mu Yiheng was anxious, and his whole body tried hard to reverse the situation, but his face turned red because of the excessive exertion.

Bai Yao narrowed her eyes when she saw this, her long sleeves were ready to catch Mu Yiheng's hand at any time, and she slowly put it away.

This kid accidentally brought out the potential in his body.

Just when he was about to be thrown out, the spiritual energy around him suddenly formed a breeze and kept drilling into his body.

Mu Yiheng only felt that the Dantian in his body was bulging, and he was afraid it would explode if it continued like this.

People were confused by this sudden change. Where did the wind come from? I looked at the surrounding trees and saw that they were not moving at all. Why was there only wind here?

"Be calm, calm, and think about the formulas in the book."

Bai Yao's warm voice sounded.

Mu Yiheng's restless heart gradually calmed down.

With a "whoosh" sound, like a sound of frustration, Mu Yiheng felt that his Dantian instantly became empty, but he could clearly feel the presence of spiritual energy around him.