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Although there were many twists and turns during the period, the Xianmeng Dabi was still proceeding in an orderly manner under the auspices of Shui Jingzhe.

A few days later, the foundation-building competition with a large number of bases ended, and the Jindan stage entered the competition stage.Huo Long is also one of the participating monks. The closer the competition period is, the more nervous and startled he becomes.

——Can you not be nervous?Senior Huo Wei, whom he admired the most, was watching him!

Looking at the vast crowd, he felt a wisp of soul floating out of his mouth. It wasn't until someone patted him on the shoulder that his hair exploded all over his body, and he woke up with a start.

"Gu, Gu Xiao! I know!" He replied instinctively, "Go up here!"

The senior sister behind him looked at him strangely, and said, "Come on, maybe you win this game, and your brother Gu will come back to see you."

It was only then that Huo Ting realized that that person was not Gu Xiao who controlled him every day and urged him to practice.

"Okay." He smiled brightly, "I will definitely win."

After he got on the stage, the senior sister from the same school laughed out loud: "This silly boy is actually a descendant of Hade Butterfly Sword, and he looks nothing like him except his face."

The words that Huo Long should win just now were actually just her casual encouragement, not really hopeful.

After all, Huo Long had only formed the alchemy for half a month, and he was still at the early stage of the golden core, and he had little contact with the natal spirit sword. The opponents were all old fried dough sticks at the golden core stage, and it was normal for him to lose.

Sure enough, in less than a few breaths, the gongs and drums sounded for the end of the game, and Huo Long stepped off the stage—wait a minute, won? !

The young man returned the sword into the sheath gracefully, as if it was completely effortless.

What stunned everyone was still behind, Huo Ting not only won consecutive games, but also won quite cleanly, often knocking his opponents off the stage.

"In terms of being able to fight, he still looks surprisingly similar to the Underworld Butterfly Sword." The senior sister just said blankly, "Why didn't we usually find out?"

All the disciples bowed their heads in shame: in the past, because of Huo Long's appearance and blood, they avoided that young man like a snake and a scorpion, so of course they couldn't discover his talent.

The Xianmeng Grand Competition is a group arena competition. At the end of each round, there is a short time for the ring master to recover his physical strength and aura, and simply heal his injuries.However, in order to save energy, most of the Golden Core Stage powerhouses who were going for the championship did not show up, and the weaker monks went up first.

As Huo Long accumulated more and more victories, the cheers from the audience became louder and louder. Huo Long was as proud as a little peacock with its tail raised, and kept looking in the direction of the VIP seat where Huo Wei was.

Yanshi supported his forehead with one hand, sneaked a glance at Huo Wei next to him under the cover of his hand, couldn't help but wanted to laugh, and blinked again, meaning: No encouragement?

Huo Wei could only look at the boy from a distance, and nodded stiffly.

For a moment, Huo Long in the arena felt his blood rushing up, as if he had been beaten with chicken blood, and blushed, he shouted, "I've decided on the soul-returning wood! I want to revive Uncle Mu!"

The audience roared with laughter, and even the elders of the other sect who were hundreds of years old couldn't help but stroke their beards and laugh.

Yanshi simply stopped holding back, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Shui really has raised a living treasure."

Shui Jingzhe took a sip of tea dignifiedly, and said with a smile: "The influence of blood is due to nature."

"Who says no." Yanshi glanced at Huo Wei.

Huo Wei's face turned darker.

Huo Taki on the court was in high spirits, as if he had inexhaustible energy all over his body, until the end of the morning session, he was still standing on the stage.

After Shui Jingzhe announced the lunch break, Huo Ting left the stage, and almost all the brothers and sisters of the Lingao faction were congratulating him with joy and encouragement.

So many classmates greeted him with smiles, which was a scene he had never seen before.

Huo Ting was surrounded by everyone in a daze like a wooden man, feeling a little dazed as if his mind was stuffed with paste.

He has seen every face of people congratulating him—or rather, he has seen their cold and avoiding expressions, but now they are replaced by beautiful smiles with pride, as if they are such good friends.

Huo Long couldn't recognize a single face, and those congratulations were meaningless to him.

Then, in the sea of ​​people, he suddenly saw a figure going against the current.

"Gu Xiao..." He murmured, then crazily pushed away all the crowd and rushed to the sidelines.

"Gu Xiao!" he shouted.

At the VIP seat, there was another person whose eyes were glued to the young man.Bu Chengbi sat upright on a mahogany chair, his white hair scattered like snow on his shoulders, he was cold and unearthly.

"That's him?" He suddenly asked in a low voice.

As if he had received some answer, he nodded and said, "Got it. There must be a chance."

The disciples standing beside him shuddered, because the suzerain did not speak to any of them, as if he was talking to himself, or talking to someone in the void.

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By the way, Huo Ting ran out of the arena following that familiar figure, at first some fellow disciples stopped him, but later they couldn't stop him, so he let him go.

The man in front walked with his sword unhurriedly, as if deliberately waiting for him to catch up.

The two landed on the bank of Qinghu River, which is the place where Shui Linggen Jianxiu practiced all the year round, and it was also the place where the two brothers and sisters enlightened their classmates.

The breeze comes slowly, rolling the fine osmanthus flowers that withered early, spreading on the lake, like golden shadows ups and downs.

Gu Xiao turned around and looked down at Huo Taki who was out of breath from exhaustion.

He used the disguise technique, so none of his classmates recognized him. The only one who could recognize him was the face-blind Huo Taki.

He witnessed all the heroic appearances of his younger brother on the field, and it was deeply imprinted in his heart.

During the time he was away, Huo Ting not only raised his natal spirit sword to the heaven rank, but also formed a pill by the way, which was envied by countless peers.

Gu Xiao thought, although the younger brother entered Taoism late, he practiced extremely fast, as if he was blessed by heaven.After all, he has the same blood as Huo Wei, and bears the blood feud of the Huo family, so it is impossible not to hate Moxiu.

If swords and swords meet in the future... Gu Xiao closed his eyes, unwilling to think about it.

"Gu Xiao? Where have you been?" Huo Long asked like a cannonball, "Why didn't you tell me? Why did Master keep it from me? Why didn't you meet me face to face even though you watched me fight down there?"

Gu Xiao was silent.

The time to stay peacefully with his junior is running out, and he wants to use his silence to prolong such time.

"Speak up!" After waiting for such a long time, Huo Ting could no longer restrain his anger, and stepped forward to grab the other party's collar, "Are you still participating in the Xianmeng Dabi? Didn't you prepare for this for a long time?" ?"

"Not participating." Gu Xiao finally spoke.

"What?" Huo Taki was dumbfounded.

"A few days ago, I went to visit my mother in the Devil Realm." Gu Xiao said coldly.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Huo Ting asked in amazement, "Didn't you tell me that your parents are gone?"

"That's an excuse." Gu Xiao said calmly, "My mother is a demon cultivator. She used to be Rong Jun, one of the ten monarchs under the demon king, and now she serves as the subordinate of the prince of the demon world."

"..." Huo Ting was stunned, feeling that he was full of stories from the Arabian Nights, which he couldn't understand.

"My father is a heinous villain." After speaking, Gu Xiao could easily say the rest of the words, "If I want him to fall into hell, I must repair the devil."

He lowered his eyes slightly: "I have brought you here this time because I want to say goodbye to you as an immortal cultivator."

He had never confided so many words before, Huo Ting completely forgot about his anger, the hand holding his collar did not let go, but clenched even tighter, as if if he let go, the other party would disappear.

He read the sadness from his brother's expressionless face, and then gradually realized that everything the other party said was true.

It took a long time for Huo Ting to realize: "Do you want to cultivate demons?" Before the other party could speak, he said in a hurry: "If you cultivate demons, I will never talk to you, and I will never see you. I will send Guan Guan to your ears every day." Noisy—I mean it!"

He had just turned sixteen, and had traveled abroad again. His mind was slightly mature, and he soon realized that his current behavior was no different from that of a child who rolled around and cheated.

He barely calmed down, and tremblingly said: "Why do you want to cultivate demons for such a strange reason?"

Gu Xiao didn't answer immediately, but stroked his cheek.The boy's stature was only a little beyond his shoulders, and when he looked up at him, his face was wet.

"When will this get better." He wiped away his tears with his thumb, almost gently.

In Huo Long's memory, this was the first time that his senior brother wiped away his tears with his own hands.In the past, he just threw a handkerchief on his face and urged him to continue practicing with a solemn face.

"I didn't cry." Huo Ting broke away from his hand and hurriedly lowered his head.But he was afraid that Gu Xiao would get away, so he didn't dare to let go, so he tilted his head and wiped tears on his shoulder. "If you don't explain clearly, I won't let you go. I will do what I say, Gu Xiao."

Gu Xiao indifferently let him hold his collar, stared directly at a point in the sky, and said: "My parents are sinners full of crimes, and I was born into sinful deeds. Although I can live in the sun for a short time, I will never live in the sun forever." You can't escape the abyss behind you."

He closed his eyes slightly, "Ah Long, senior brother is born a dirty person, but he just pretends to be clean. If you struggle for too long, you will feel tired. Sometimes I think that dragging the enemy into the abyss like this is not a bad thing." Nice thing."

Under his cold and indifferent tone, there was a deep sense of fatigue.

Ever since Gu Xiao was sensible, all he could see were murderous and bloodthirsty demon cultivators. He turned a blind eye to them, but under Qin Guan's guidance, he became a fairy.

When he was a little older, Qin Guan sent him to the fairy world to practice undercover.He still remembered that before he left, his mother held his hand and urged him in every possible way, repeating that sentence over and over again: "Don't forget your identity."

Later, under the teaching of Shui Jingzhe, he gradually understood what is good and evil, black and white, the difference between immortals and demons, and also realized... what his identity is.

Nearly a hundred disciples of Mount Gaotu all wore moon-white fairy robes, the outside and the inside were the same, but he was the only one with a black core.

Maintaining a pure white skin is tiring.

Even though he was struggling like this, Gu Xiao couldn't show any expression on his face, just like he had been doing for more than ten years.

Huo Ting couldn't understand it all, but he received that feeling, so he hugged Gu Xiao tightly, hoping to give him some strength.

They usually talk sarcasticly to each other, and this is the first time they hug each other seriously.Gu Xiao felt the warmth of the young man in his arms, and couldn't help but gently stroked the top of his hair.

"Do you know destiny?" Gu Xiao said, "I think my destiny is to cultivate demons."

"Fucking destiny." Huo Ting cursed muffledly, then raised his head suddenly, his eyes were red and said: "If your destiny is to cultivate demons, then my destiny is to prevent you from cultivating demons!"

Without waiting for Gu Xiao's reaction, he then said bitterly: "What's so good about revenge? Just to take revenge on one person, you will pay for your whole life, what a loss! Gu Xiao's enemy can go to the abyss if he wants to, and then You don't need Gu Xiao to accompany you!"

Gu Xiao said: "But the enemy is too strong. Without me, I can't give him a heavy blow, and he might continue to make trouble."

"Is there no other way?" Huo Ting asked, "Let's work harder, and with Master's help, and call Senior Huo Wei, all of them will definitely be able to beat him!"

Gu Xiao said: "Impossible."

"Nothing is impossible!" Huo Ting said loudly, "I am still at the early stage of Jindan this morning, and my brothers and sisters always thought that I would lose, but I have beaten many, many monks who are stronger than me. It will be the same in the future - I If it can be done, Gu Xiao will definitely be able to do it too!"

"You are so naive." Gu Xiao looked at him.

"I'll prove it to you." Huo Long made up his mind, "I'm going to show you the leader of the Golden Core Stage and defeat everyone. By then, you should believe that nothing is impossible! "

There were slight waves in Gu Xiao's eyes, and he watched him silently.

"You don't believe it?" Huo Ting was irritated, and quickly said, "It's just right if you don't believe me, I want to make the 'impossible' you think become a reality. Wait for an afternoon, you can afford to wait for this time!"

"Until I win, stay here and don't run away." He pointed at the other person's chest, "What parental blood relationship, don't make excuses for self-deprecation. If you really do that, I will look down on you for the rest of my life."

For him, the most terrifying thing is being looked down upon.So Gu Xiao will definitely wait for him.

The young man left like the wind, flew into the air, and went up and down suddenly because of the lack of aura.

Gu Xiao didn't stop him, Xin Dao maybe it's time to let the younger brother know what is an irreversible reality.

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After the lunch break, the immortal cultivators gathered on the competition stage again. Huo Long, who had won the first half, also returned to the arena with swollen eyes.

He has become much quieter, fighting without mercy, even if he wins, he is no longer proud, but immediately catches the next opponent with his eyes.

He wants to win, not just for himself.

Occasionally, there would be monks in the late stage of Jindan in the afternoon competition field, but Huo Long, with his extraordinary quick response and swordsmanship, still narrowly won again and again without losing.

Until he faced the last opponent of Jindan period.

That opponent has stayed in the late Golden Core stage for several years, forcibly suppressing the breakthrough, just to get the leader of the Golden Core Stage in the Immortal League Competition.

After watching the battle all day, he has figured out all Huo Taki's moves, and he has no intention of underestimating the enemy.

This was a bitter battle, and under the huge gap in spiritual energy, the boy was almost crushed and beaten.But no matter how injured he was, the referee persuaded him to surrender, but he did not step off the stage, or fell to the ground.

The opponent's strikes became more and more serious. He received a punch on the forehead and almost fell out of the arena. At a critical moment, Yujian flew up and fell back to the stage to face the next attack.

The blood covered his handsome face and covered his entire vision. Huo Taki almost relied on his sense of hearing and smell to act.

There was a complete silence off the court, and no one knew what was supporting a young man so resolutely not to admit defeat.

"Senior brother Huo, surrender!" The only junior sister in the same school who played well with him broke down in tears.

"It's the first time I participated in the Xianmeng Grand Competition, and this result is already very good!" Some elders also advised, "Don't hurt the root, because a small loss is a big loss!"

Huo Taki bowed his waist with difficulty, straddled his horse, and raised the spirit sword, which was about to fall.

How can he lose?If he loses, doesn't the senior brother have another excuse to cultivate demons?

After repairing the demon, you will never see him again...

The aura in his body had already been exhausted, Huo Taki took a breath with difficulty, smelling blood all over his body.

——and the water aura flowing into his dantian like a river.

Shui Jingzhe suddenly stood up from his seat.

The surface of the exhausted golden elixir was cracked, and a bright blue brilliance shone inside.It spins rapidly, devouring the spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth, and regenerates magnificent lines.

Huo Wei's frown furrowed.

"This kid." Mu Qingjia couldn't help but said, "Advanced in the arena."

With Huo Taki as the center, a wave of spiritual energy erupted suddenly, and the opponent closest to him was thrown away. Immediately afterwards, a blood-soaked swordsman flew up from the mist and stabbed the opponent's heart ruthlessly.

In his unclear line of sight, the other party's fearful eyes were reflected.

Huo Ting woke up suddenly, quickly retracted the sword, and slapped the opponent's chest with the smooth side of the sword, knocking him out of bounds.

Then, the boy landed on the stage, staggered, and supported his body with his sword.

The adjudicator had never seen such a spectacle among low-ranking monks, and he said after a while: "Lingao faction, Huo Long...win!"

The young man showed his face, showing his white teeth, and lowered his head slightly because he was too tired.

He blinked off the blood on his eyelashes, and kept looking for that person's figure in the crowd, until he saw a familiar figure pushing away from the crowd and rushing towards the competition arena.

Let's see, brother.Huo Taki thought to himself.I'm tired and tired, but I won.

Senior brother is older than me, more mature than me, and much stronger than me.So don't let yourself fall into the abyss.

"Everyone wants to care about Junior Brother Huo, why are you squeezing?" Someone turned around in dissatisfaction.

"I'm a doctor." Gu Xiao blocked him with his sword, "He's my junior brother. Let me go there."

"Huo Long is still my junior brother." The man looked back and was stunned, "Senior Brother Gu? When did you come back? You..."

Gu Xiao, who has always been immortal and calm, now his eyes are red and bloodshot, and the muscles of his entire face are tense from gritting his teeth.

"You won." Gu Xiao opened his mouth and said, "I promise you."

Huo Ting vaguely saw the shape of his mouth, pulled the corners of his mouth, and couldn't support his body anymore, his eyes were darkened, and he collapsed.

Then it fell into a slightly cold embrace.

A well-informed elder from another sect got up and congratulated Shui Jingzhe: "Congratulations to Sect Leader Shui for finding a good talent, Lingao Sect has a successor!"

At the moment when Huo Long advanced, the sharp-eyed monks saw the thick mist, which was the aura form that only the mutated mist spirit root could have.

And the water shock is the mutated fog spirit root.It is extremely rare for masters and apprentices to have the same single spiritual root. They have the same single spiritual root, or even the same mutant single spiritual root. Now they are the only ones in the three realms.

The author has something to say:

Huo Long is still young, so the text cannot form a CP.Gongshou is to be determined (it doesn’t matter to me at all), you can choose whether you like the warm big golden retriever Gongs in the next year, or the sunny and lively and healthy ones in the first year.

OOC Small Theater:

Outside the wall said: Taki Taki, Mom loves you!

Huo Wei:? ? ?The same surname is Huo, why do you treat him as my stepmother?

Outside the wall said: I thought you would be happy if you had a senior brother's favor OVO

Huo Wei: ...That's right.