I'm Really a Villain!

And the father's debt was paid by the son, thinking about it this way, the second elder felt much more at ease.

He didn't apologize for cheating his apprentice at all.

"What does the Seventh Elder think?" Xu Qingshan pondered for a while, looking at the silent man in the corner, and asked.

The Seventh Elder of Zhenwu Shengzong gave people a particularly elegant feeling, he looked like a famous scholar and scholar, he was wearing a gray coat, and his hair was tied together in a bun.

He doesn't have the aura of Ling Tian on his body, he looks ordinary, like an ordinary teacher.

……

The Seventh Elder smiled, and replied: "I think Bailixiao's talent is pretty good, if there is no problem after inspection, it is worth cultivating vigorously.

I heard that the Holy Sun Sect has confirmed the candidates for the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden, and they are going to vigorously cultivate them to compete for the Mandate of Heaven. We should not lag behind others. "

Hearing the Seventh Elder's words, Xiao Yuexuan smiled, and said: "Seventh Elder's disciples, Wan Zhen's five sons are also all talented, not much worse than Xiao'er."

"They can't," the Seventh Elder shook his head and didn't say much.

……

"The selection of the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden can't be sloppy," Xu Qingshan pondered for a moment, and said, "Since everyone is undecided, let's have a competition!"

"I don't agree," Xiao Yuexuan objected, "Xiao'er has only been in martial arts for a long time, this kind of competition is unfair to her."

"Six elders, there is no so-called fairness in this world, and Bailixiao inherits the inheritance of the empress, so she may not be far behind," Xu Qingshan said, "I don't want to compete now, half a year later, our Zhenwu Shengzong There will be a competition of seven sects, at that time, the candidates for the Holy Son and Saintess can be selected according to the results in the competition.

After all, we have to make decisions from many aspects, not just talent. "

Hearing that it will be held in half a year, Xiao Yuexuan thought about it, and felt that the time was very loose, so she agreed.

"I have no objection," several other elders nodded one after another.

……

At the end of the meeting, Xu Qingshan called Xu Zimo to the Qingshan Peak alone.

"What do you think of the girl named Baili Xiao today?" Xu Qingshan asked tentatively.

"That's it," Xu Zimo knew what his father meant.

"I discussed with the Sixth Elder and decided to betroth her to you," Xu Qingshan was silent for a moment, then said.

"Sure enough," Xu Zimo smiled, the same script as in the previous life!

In the previous life, the first time I met Bailixiao was the moment when the other party inherited the inheritance of the empress.

He was deeply attracted by the other party's appearance, temperament and talent.

When his father was about to betroth Baili Xiao to him, he was ecstatic at that time.

Bailixiao also readily agreed, and didn't object to anything, everything seemed so natural.

But later Xu Zimo realized that he was just a pawn played by the other party.

At that time, Xu Zimo was like a licking dog, often walking around the girl.

But the other party was extremely indifferent to him. Whenever Xu Zimo was disappointed and was about to give up, Bailixiao would give him some sweetness to rekindle his hope.

I am played by others in the palm of my hand.

Bailixiao's aunt is the sixth elder of Zhenwu Shengzong, and as Xu Zimo's fiancée, she borrows Xu Qingshan's influence.

It can be said that in the entire Zhenwu Shengzong, she can do whatever she wants, and she becomes stronger little by little with the help of Zhenwu Shengzong's resources.

Then when she really grew up, she broke the engagement with Xu Zimo with one sentence, and turned around and threw herself into the arms of her brother Chu Yang.

Zhenwu Shengzong is just the pedal of her life, probably no one thought that this girl from an ordinary small mountain village would have such ambitions.

Xu Zimo couldn't help laughing at himself when he thought of the bleak first half of his previous life.

……

"She's not my type," Xu Zimo said with a smile when his thoughts came back to the present.

"What do you like?" Xu Qingshan asked back.

"I like it." Xu Zimo was silent for a while, and then replied confidently: "Singing, dancing, rap and basketball."

Chapter 36 Walking Alone

Seeing his father's more and more serious expression, Xu Zimo quickly replied: "I really haven't thought about marriage, don't talk about your parents' order and matchmaker's words when you are old, free love is popular now."

"Don't you understand?" Xu Qingshan explained: "Baili Xiao is destined to be vigorously cultivated by the sect, and even to compete for the destiny, I am also thinking of you.

Moreover, feelings can be cultivated slowly! "

"So, the relationship between you and my mother was also cultivated slowly?" Xu Zimo asked.

"How is it possible," Xu Qingshan quickly replied: "The spring breeze is blowing, beside the willow river, there are young and slender young girls, your mother and I fell in love at first sight."

"Then I also want to find someone who falls in love at first sight," Xu Zimo said.

"Are you trying to fight for the emperor?" Xu Qingshan looked at Xu Zimo and asked seriously.

"Who doesn't want to be the emperor?" Xu Zimo asked back.

"I understand." Xu Qingshan was silent for a while, and said: "You go, the sect will hold a competition of seven sects in half a year, you should prepare in advance.

When the time comes, if I win the game, I can justifiably make you the son of God. "

In fact, Xu Zimo was not interested in the position of Holy Son, but he nodded and left Qingshan Peak.

……

Then he took Lin Ruhu and Xiao Guizi to Shili Town.

Several people went to Yushou Pavilion first, and one of them rented a flying horse, and then left Zhenwu Shengzong in a mighty way.

It was spring at this time, and the willow trees on the roadside grew buds, and the flowers were scrambling to open up, and a few spring breezes blew from a distance, blowing up a burst of dust.

On the competition arena in Qingyang Village, a competition in full swing is going on.

Chu Yang looked at the young man in front of him, drew the Youlong sword out of its sheath, and unleashed the Thirteen Ruying Swords that Mo Lao had taught him.

The long sword buzzed in the air, turning into thirteen afterimages and killing the boy facing him.

The boy on the opposite side held a knife in both hands, struggling to resist the sword shadow, he fought and retreated, and was about to retreat to the edge of the competition platform.

Chu Yang's eyes flashed brightly, Jian Ying's speed became faster and faster, and then took the opportunity to kick the opponent off the competition ring.

"I declare that Chu Yang is the No. 1 winner in our Qingyang Village competition this time," Coach Mo shouted gratifiedly from the side.

He has witnessed the rise of this young man with his own eyes. From being weak and unable to stand on horseback, he has now reached the fifth level of the Spiritual Pulse Realm, becoming a leader of the younger generation in Qingyang Town.

And this young man only spent a few short weeks, he was not in a hurry, and he was not at all proud of his small achievements.

The future is promising!

……

"Coach Mo, I think it's time for me to leave Qingyang Village. Thank you for taking care of me during this time." After the competition, Chu Yang approached Coach Mo and expressed his thoughts seriously.

Coach Mo was stunned for a moment, then relieved, and smiled: "That's right, I should have thought of it earlier.

Qianlong is in the abyss, and one day you will be soaring.

The world of our Qingyang Village is too small, it shouldn't be your journey, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon.

You are the most talented person I have ever met, even compared to the children of those big families in the imperial city, you are not far behind. "

"No matter what happens to me in the future, I will always remember that I am from Qingyang Village," Chu Yang replied firmly.

"Okay, okay," Coach Mo smiled happily and asked, "Where are you going? Have you thought about where?"

"I don't know, but I want to go all the way north and see the world at the imperial city," Chu Yang said with a smile.

"I used to work in Xuanyuan City when I was young. If you don't mind, I can recommend you to go there," Coach Mo said.

"Okay, anyway, I'm going all the way to the Dynasty, and I just pass through Xuanyuan City," Chu Yang said with a smile.

Then Coach Mo took out half of the jade pendant, handed it to Chu Yang and said, "Take this half jade pendant and go to the military camp in Xuanyuan City, find a man named Du Tianyin, and tell him that you are Mo Tianqi's nephew." , he will understand."

Chu Yang took the jade pendant and thanked him solemnly.

Coach Mo smiled, waved his hands and said, "Go, there will be a wider stage waiting for you outside, and your journey has just begun!"

……

In the early morning of the next day, the sky was very bright, and before Yubai appeared, Chu Yang had already packed his luggage.

Stepping on the night that was about to dissipate, he left Qingyang Village.

The young man looked back at the small village where he had lived for more than ten years. This ordinary small village had been standing in the wind and rain for decades.

Chu Yang's eyes were filled with endless nostalgia and reluctance.

"Little Yangzi, don't look, we should go," Mo Lao's voice rang in his ears.

Chu Yang turned his head, carried his luggage on his back, and walked slowly into the distance.

"Old Mo, have you encountered anyone or anything in your life that you miss?"

"I learned to be emotional at such a young age," the old man laughed loudly, then fell silent for a moment, and asked slowly, "Little Yangzi, do you know what it means to walk alone?"

"Walking alone?" The boy's voice was full of doubts.

"The pinnacle of martial arts,

is lonely,

is lonely,

It's a long search,

It's too cold to be high. "

The old man replied with emotion: "The journey of martial arts is after all a carnival for one person, and the strong will always be lonely.

When you stand at the starting point of this road, there will be many people by your side to accompany you.

So you walk forward silently, you will lose some people along the way, and you will meet some new friends again.

You are facing the scorching sun, facing the wind and rain, shedding blood and tears, stepping on mountains of knives and seas of fire.