The whole comprehension world is fighting for vicious idiots

The young man is only thirteen or fourteen years old, but people in the cultivation world can change their appearance and age when they have reached the level of cultivation.

A person who can casually kill Chen Ruozhu, a seventh-rank Golden Core cultivator, even if he is a child of three or four years old, no one will really treat him as a child.

The peak master of Xingfeng stared at him fixedly, the lazy expression on his face had long since disappeared, like a piece of ice that kept sinking, making those around him unstoppably nervous and fearful, and even forgot breathe.

Jiang Xingzhou's face turned even paler. This young man will surely die today, but neither can they.

He is a Nascent Soul cultivator, he can't see the cultivation of the peak master, but he knows that the men and women standing respectfully behind the peak master have the lowest cultivation bases far above him.

In fact, it doesn't matter if there are these people or not, if the man in green who hides on the clouds of Xingfeng, the owner of the third petal of the golden lotus, the elder Yuli of the Nine Attendants of Yuluo Xiaotai, if he gets angry, there probably won't be a single one in a hundred miles around. live.

A few years ago, I heard that his subordinates were sued in front of Xuan Ye because of some mistakes. The peak lord of the Xingfeng in front of him was the one in charge of the implementation.

His name is Feng Buyu, and he was originally the city lord of Luoyuetian City under Yu Li. At that time, after he personally crushed the peak masters of the Twelve Peaks to ashes, he turned around and knelt down without hesitation and smashed his own sky cap.

The reason why he is said to be the craziest dog under Yuli is because Yuli will kill whoever he asks him to kill, even if he asks him to kill himself, he will not ask why.

This action frightened the bitter master who complained, and he didn't dare to say a word.

Afterwards, it was Xuan Ye who said something for those people, and Yu Li let Feng Buyu back to life, but demoted him from the lord of the city to the lord of the peak.

From Jiang Xingzhou's point of view, it was nothing more than a bright fall and a dark rise.

Feng Buyu looked at the boy in black with only death in his eyes. He didn't care if the person he was going to kill was 14 years old or [-] years old or [-] years old.

Hearing that the boy in black said that the sun was going to set, he also glanced at the sunset that was sinking into the sky, and said lazily, "It won't take that long."

The boy in black is holding a flower in his arms, his right hand is empty.

The broken sword that killed Chen Ruozhu had already been thrown on the ground, and he didn't have any weapons, except for the act of protecting the potted flower, he didn't have any defenses, giving people a sense of tranquility.

It seemed to be a quieter and calmer force than the afterglow of the setting sun.

The man in Tsing Yi in the mist of Jufeng said: "You think he is crazy? Isn't that good?"

Feng Buyu stared at the boy in black, his pupils were as inorganic as a snake, and when he heard Yuli's words, the lifelessness in his pupils dissipated immediately, and he returned to his previous lazy and arrogant look.

"Yes, congratulations elder."

After speaking, he backed back lazily and looked at the boy in black: "From now on, you will replace Chen Ruozhu and become the second-class disciple of Yu Luo Xiaotai."

Everyone was taken aback by this unexpected turn of events.

What does it mean?

Feng Buyu asked lazily, "What's his name?"

He didn't even ask the boy, as if he knew that the other party was not someone who would answer, so he asked Jiang Xingzhou directly.

Jiang Xingzhou froze for a moment, then recalled the roster: "Zhao Ye, his name is Zhao Ye."

The boy in black didn't speak, he didn't look at Feng Buyu, he didn't look at anyone.

As the sun sets, it seems that the world is drowned by a touch of blue.

He embraced the flower pot with both hands, standing on the pierced fantasy green mountain, like a mountain ghost who came out of the green mountain and another world.

He looked at Chu Hongyue and said calmly: "It's getting dark, why don't you go back to the sect?"

Chu Hongyue was stunned for a moment, Zhao Ye was a new disciple recruited by one of their sects, of course she was the one who decided where they should go.

But didn't he hear what the peak master said?He will be the second-class disciple of Yu Luo Xiaotai from now on, why... he means, reject that person?

Feng Buyu looked at Chu Hongyue, frowned as if he felt troublesome, and didn't really care: "The mountain of Daozong is gone, and Chu Yi probably wants to go to complain. But the young master is not in Biluo Mountain, he waited You have to wait ten or eight years. Now, you are all from Yuluoxiaotai, and all the sects that belong to Yuluoxiaotai, the disciples will start from the outer sect servants. Your aptitude is mediocre, but your sword skills Well done, I can let you start as a third-class disciple first."

Chu Hongyue's eyes were sharp, and when she heard that her father was safe and that Chen Ruozhu's soul had dissipated, she was fearless.

She curled her lips, smiled proudly, and stroked her knife with her fingers: "No need, the handyman is fine."

Although these twists and turns were unexpected, Jiang Xingzhou finally felt that his life was saved.

Although he didn't understand what it meant, it seemed that this young man had somehow caught Elder Yuli's eyes, which made Elder Yuli want to recruit him.

Seeing that the young man ignored him, things started to stir again.

Jiang Xingzhou immediately moved Huan Qingshan, and the next moment Huan Qingshan landed on Xingfeng with the young man on it.

"Take it!" Jiang Xingzhou rolled up the damaged painting, and said gently to the boy in black without caring about his heartache, "This painting is torn, and the aura won't last long."

In short, let him go to the top of Yu Luoxiao Terrace first, and then don't involve yourself.

The boy in black didn't speak, nor did he look at Jiang Xingzhou, he just stood with the group of young disciples of the Dao Sect holding the flowerpot.

As soon as he walked over, he stood out from the crowd like chickens, and everyone became tense and uncomfortable.

But thinking that he killed the villain who bullied the senior sister just after he made a move, and was willing to stand with them so fiercely, he suddenly summoned up the courage to say something to him and smile.

But everyone's face twitched, and they were too nervous to laugh.

"Hello... Li... Terrible..." The words of praise trembled even more.

It was a little girl who found a new way, and saw the flower pot in his arms with an idea: "Your flowers are so cute!"

The slender vine with only one bud shook slightly.

The black-clothed boy hugged the flowerpot tightly, gently pinched his fingers, and said in a calm and light voice, "Thank you."

Everyone immediately found a way to get close to Xueba.

"Can I touch it?"

The teenager calmly: "No. Shhh."

Worried that the draft caused by their voices would blow to his flowers, he opened his hands and wrapped the flower pot in his arms.

It can be seen that he is very familiar with this posture, as if he has been doing it for many years.

Uh... It seems that it is an illusion.

Everyone covered their mouths resentfully, and even slowed down their actions, fearing that they would cause drafts.

But no matter what, standing by his side, I immediately felt a lot more at ease.

Chu Hongyue waved lightly, and gave everyone a low voice order, and everyone stood outside, forming a half-and-a-half encirclement to help him block the possible wind.

Feng Buyu looked there, propped his head lazily and sat on the chair on the jade platform, wondering what he was thinking.

A monk behind him gathered a whirlwind at his fingertips: "Peak Master, do you want to..."

He meant to break or directly kill the potted flower.

They are not good-natured people, each of them is afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they will make three troubles if there is nothing to do. The behavior of those young people is not a lunatic itching.

A lunatic likes to destroy the beauty that others cherish the most, and is curious about the expression of the other person at that time.

In the next moment, the whirlwind at the fingertips of the proposed person was snapped off along with that finger.

He snorted, but instead of screaming, he smiled: "Interesting."

He was at the Void Refining Realm, the young man didn't attack him, and it was impossible to hear what he said and his intentions. His finger was broken, which seemed to trigger some spiritual meaning.

When the young man killed Chen Ruozhu just now, he didn't see any cultivation level, just like a mortal chopping melons and vegetables, he just cut it like that.

The magic weapon piled up on Chen Ruozhu's body, which Chu Hongyue hacked so many times without hurting him at all, seemed to be non-existent in front of the young man.

It can be seen that he practiced a strange Taoism.

Feng Buyu's fingers were aimlessly pointing at the back of the chair, but he stopped for a moment. He sighed softly, sat up, and looked back at the monk who was still laughing.

The other party could laugh even with a broken finger, and now Feng Buyu looked at him lazily, but his smile froze suddenly, and sweat began to ooze from his brow.

Feng Buyu stretched out his hand, tugged at his collar gently, and made him lean over.

Staring into his eyes, as inorganic as a snake, his voice was still lazy, Senliang: "Don't do stupid things, if you ruin the elder's work, I will take out your soul and refine it into a thousand copies, grinding it inch by inch. Turn into ashes and grind for 1000 years."

The monk's face turned ashen, and he was still smiling: "Yes. At that time, I don't need to do it myself, I will grind it myself."

The people in the mist of Jufeng kept looking at the boy in black.

"You care about your flowers very much? But the flowers have no roots, and they can't survive even if they are nurtured with spiritual power. I can make them grow and bloom, and even change their shape."

No one noticed that the slender and weak vine froze suddenly when he said "transfiguration".

The boy in black looked over the giant peak, Yuli was covered by clouds and mist, no one should have been able to see him, but Yuli felt from the very beginning that the boy was looking into his eyes.

The boy repeated these four words: "Can't survive?"

The slender vines in the flower pot are like 01:30transparent aerial roots growing out of the dark, barren and sunless land. No species can be seen, and even the plants are hard to determine. Only one bud can prove it identity.

Yuli didn't know why he cared so much about this plant, nor did he care why he cared.

A porcelain bottle flew down.

The boy reached out to catch it.

Yuli said: "This is the spring water of the monster clan. The monster clan usually only uses the spring of life when the formed plants and monsters are dying, or when rare plants and trees take shape. This is the water that the monster clan gave to Yu Luoxiao. Tai Shengjun's gift, just one drop can make it grow up and transform into shape."

After hearing this, the boy threw the porcelain bottle back with his backhand.

Yuli: "You don't want it? Why? It will die."

The boy didn't speak, he still sat there with the flower pot in his arms, covering it with his hands without distraction.

The vine seemed to be weaker for some reason.

Following the boy's actions, the spiritual mist that seemed to disappear was carefully nourished at an extremely slow speed.

It was only then that Yu Li realized why the rootless flower could live for so long. It turned out that this person was raising it with spiritual energy.

But he didn't know that it wasn't just spiritual energy, the young man had tried all kinds of methods, including spirit stones, spirit jade, his blood, and all the ways to keep this slender vine alive.

When he was in Moling Village, those villagers who used to be monks told him that he could go to the immortal gate, and those immortal gates might have Taoism for self-cultivation.

The boy did not answer.

Yu Li hadn't met such a person for a long time.

He flashed in front of the opponent in an instant.

The younger brothers of Dao Sect all backed away in fright, dumbfounded.

Yu Li was wearing Tsing Yi, he didn't make any modifications, but everyone who saw him couldn't remember his face clearly.

He seems to be a teenager, a young man, a middle-aged man, and an old man with fair beard and eyebrows.

His voice was the same, he couldn't tell the age, but he could only be sure it was a man.

Yuli looked at the unresponsive black-clothed boy, who was sitting there, leaning forward slightly and embracing the flower pot with downcast eyes, motionless, as if this was not a mountain peak, but a dark underground ruin, didn't he just Sitting here has been sitting for many years.

"What kind of plant is this?"

"do not know."

"Why do you care so much about it?"

"mine."

Yu Li seemed to understand something, this young man had nothing, he was probably abandoned somewhere, only him and this vine, which was not considered a plant, so he found a spiritual sustenance for himself.

Such a lonely person with such a strong possessive desire, does he feel that the flowers no longer belong to him completely if he is tainted with someone else's breath?Only then did he reject this spring of life.

"You don't use spring water, what if it dies?"

The boy said calmly, "I won't die."

His voice was very soft, but serious, as if he said no, then he would never let it die.

But Yuli doesn't think that the world will be like what people believe in.

With a sudden thought, he stretched out his hand to grab the flower pot.

Yuli admires special people, especially special madmen.

He really wanted to subdue this young man, but now his thoughts have changed, and he was suddenly curious, what would happen to this lonely and paranoid young man if his flower died?Will it go crazy, or will it break down?or nothing?

What will happen?

This is how a lunatic thinks, and sometimes he and himself will contradict themselves.

But the moment Yuli stretched out his hand, a strange feeling suddenly enveloped his consciousness.

Yuli once had this feeling 800 years ago.

Xuan Ye became the new heir to heaven, and they waited outside the hall, when the door of the hall opened, he saw Xuan Ye for the first time.

That feeling, no matter how harmless and weak this person is, if you want to destroy it, you will never be able to do it.

He can't touch the potted flower, no matter what he does.

Yuli even saw the picture of himself being pierced by the black boy's left hand in the vast sea of ​​consciousness at that moment, but even in that absurd and impossible scene, the potted flower was still in the boy's right hand.

Just like, even if Xuan Ye loses consciousness, if he thinks about shooting Xuan Ye, he will see the picture of his own death.

--interesting!

--found it.

Yuli's outstretched hand was only slightly lifted in the eyes of others, as if he remembered something, a subconscious move.

Only the pure black eyes of the boy in black looked at him quietly, as if he had seen all his thoughts and ideas.

Yu Li put down his hand: "If you want, I can teach you, you may really be able to prevent it from dying, but don't you want to listen to it? Don't you want to know if it likes you? You don't even need to call me Master, I His name is Yuli."

As soon as these words came out, even Feng Buyu stood up and looked at this side without blinking.

Yuli is of course a lunatic, if Feng Buyu is a mad dog, even the most cruel monster of the demon clan would be frightened to death in front of the mad Yuli.

In the whole world, only Xuan Ye can be gentle and peaceful in the face of the mad Yu Li.

But what Yuli meant now was to allow this young man to call him by his name.

Why?Why?

Even if this boy is Yuli's own son, his ancestor, Yuli would not treat anyone like this.

But he did it.

There was only shock on Feng Buyu's face, but no confusion. Obviously, he knew why.

……

Xingfeng fell before dark.

Landed in a place called Luoyue Mountain.

There is a villa in Luoyue Mountain, which was the residence of the Zhenyu Dynasty 800 years ago. With the disintegration of the Zhenyu Dynasty and the change of forces in the cultivation world, this villa changed hands several times.

Now, it has a new name, Luoyue Mountain Villa.

Luoyue Mountain Villa is a sect that has just surrendered to Yu Luo Xiaotai, but this sect is not well-known, and it is only a small third-class sect here in Yuli.

Together with Chu Hongyue, the disciples of Dao Sect were sent to the residence of the handyman in the villa.

Although Chu Hongyue was spoiled and spoiled, she was prepared to be shattered when encountering a big change. Now she can not die, except for the culprit. Even if she becomes a handyman, she will take it calmly.

Seeing that all the disciples were at a loss, she nodded to cheer them up: "It's the same wherever you practice. After you can build a foundation, you will definitely be able to form alchemy. You won't be an outer sect for the rest of your life."

Everyone nodded and encouraged each other, no matter what, everyone was still together and took care of each other.

However, when they walked into the residence of the outer door handyman disciples, everyone was stunned.

The steward in charge of the reception rolled his eyes. He had seen many people like this who were frogs in the bottom of the well, and he often explained to them all the way.

"Where do you think Yu Luoxiao Terrace is?" He smirked, "Let's not talk about handymen, even the place where spirit beasts live in Yu Luoxiao Terrace is bigger than the palace of your sect."

This is of course an exaggeration, and this is not the real Yu Luo Xiaotai.

But these dormitories for handymen are indeed thousands of times better than the dormitories for these serious disciples in Daozong.

The manager didn't bother to pay attention to them: "Draw a sign, one room per person, if you are not satisfied, you can find someone to change. There are also grades of handyman. If the qualifications are too bad, you will only be expelled, and even the handyman will not be able to do it." .”

Chu Hongyue's eyes lit up: "Expelled, it means..."

The steward looked at her coldly: "It means that if you are dispatched from Luoyue Mountain, the third-class sect can't stay, you can go to the Great Wilderness Jiuliu sect. But only one point, if you enter Yu Luoxiao Terrace, you will be born in Yu Luoxiao Terrace." People, death is Yu Luo Xiaotai's..."

"...Dead man!" Chu Hongyue continued his words with a smile on the face, "Understood. I will definitely keep it in mind."

The manager didn't bother to argue with her: "It's good to know, the corresponding expenses will be deducted from your daily living expenses on the mountain, and you can go to collect tasks to earn contribution points by yourself. If you are lazy and don't do things carefully, even if your bones are dismantled If you want to sell it, you will fill in the holes.”

The steward instantly released his coercion, Chu Hongyue's face paled for a while, her legs trembled and she almost knelt down.

A mere steward who guides the way is actually a great consummation of the God Transformation Realm!

Her father, Chu Yidu, was only at the early stage of the God Transformation Realm, and he was the head of a sect.

What kind of place is this Yu Luo Xiao Terrace?

The steward snorted coldly, and took back the coercion in time: "Do well, and you will know that it is a lifetime of luck for me to be able to come to Yu Luoxiao Terrace."

The steward glanced at the boy in black who was holding a flower pot.

In the end, the boy on Xingfeng did not respond to Elder Yuli's invitation.

Yu Li didn't say anything else, but sent him to Luoyue Villa together with the handymen of Daozong.

The steward knew in his heart that if it wasn't for this young man, he would not be qualified to come here at all with the qualifications of people like Daozong.

He looked at the other party without any trace, and if it wasn't for the elder's instructions, he would not have come to lead the way for this group of people himself.

"Besides you, there are many outer sect disciples in Luoyue Villa. You are lucky, and soon a group of servants will be selected from you to enter the inner sect."

"How can I become an inner disciple?" A disciple asked impatiently.

The steward is very patient: "There are many exercises and resources in the villa. As long as you work hard, you can exchange for these things with contribution points. The owner of the villa will conduct assessments from time to time, and will eventually select nine inner disciples from among you. These nine people From now on, he will be the master of Luoyue Villa whose status is second only to the owner of the villa."

The teenagers were eager for a while, and the confusion at the beginning was replaced by ambition, and everyone felt that their future was bright.

Chu Hongyue frowned slightly: "If someone is young and hasn't practiced yet, how can the latecomer compare with someone who has practiced for many years? Could it be that he can only be a handyman for the rest of his life?"

She herself is at the Golden Core stage, so she doesn't worry about herself. Besides, she has a lot of aversion to Yu Luo Xiaotai, and she doesn't care about being the master of such an inner sect, but she just thinks it is obviously unreasonable.

The others also looked at the steward nervously.

The steward smiled slightly: "From now on, the villa will hold a grand competition every year. The top ten disciples from the outer sect will be selected, and then they will compete with the nine disciples from the inner sect. If any of you can rank among the ten In the front, replacing the original person's position, it is natural that you will be the masters of the inner sect."

The fate is not determined once, and everyone is more optimistic.

Chu Hongyue still felt something was wrong: "You mean, there is no distinction between cultivation and level? I'll compete with them?"

She pointed at these newcomers who didn't even have a foundation.

The steward nodded.

The rest immediately said, "This is not fair!"

There are many martial arts competitions in the cultivation world, and the sects also compete with each other, but how can Jindan and Jianji compete together?What's the point?

"Fair?" The steward raised his eyebrows, "Do you think your Golden Core stage cultivation is invincible? Let's put it this way, before you came, there was already a person who had obtained the qualification to enter the inner sect, and she just came last year Handyman, how old do you think she is? How long has she practiced?"

"..."

"Her name is Liu Mianmian, she is 12 years old. Before she came to Yu Luoxiao Terrace, she had just established her foundation. She formed an alchemy in the middle of the first battle, and after that she broke through one battle after another. After ten battles, the golden elixir is complete."

There was a burst of exclamation, followed by silence.

Chu Hongyue always thought that she was a genius.

I always thought that the peak owner said that she had mediocre qualifications and asked her to work as a handyman, deliberately belittling and humiliating her.

It turned out that she was doing Jingguantian by herself.

"But this person is nothing. In the past, the last successor of the Dao of Heaven built the foundation at the age of three, formed the alchemy at the age of seven, became the successor of the Dao of Heaven at the age of 15, and was able to kill the Dzogchen at the age of 19. That is There is only one true genius born in 1 years."

As soon as the words came out, no one even exclaimed.

The legendary gods can't be overemphasized, they just need to be compared with others.

For example, that Liu Mianmian who achieved the Great Perfection of the Golden Core at the age of 13 is really not human.

The steward said these words on purpose, but not for these people. He glanced at the boy in black.

For some reason, this person fell into Elder Yuli's eyes, but he didn't know what was wrong with him. He would rather be a handyman than accept the favor of Elder Yuli.

The steward said these things just to put pressure on the other party. If it can arouse the other party's competitive spirit, that would be the best.

Chu Hongyue suddenly felt something was wrong: "Could it be that besides the seven inner disciples, Yu Luo Xiaotai doesn't need other ordinary disciples?"

Why are they all handymen except for the seven inner sects?There is only cloud mud, there is no other choice.

The steward smiled: "What do you think these seven inner disciples are? These seven people who have been selected by thousands of people are just second-class disciples."

"...?" This 13-year-old Jindan Dzogchen is only a second-class disciple?

"Then what kind of person can be a first-class disciple?"

The steward calmly said, "This is Luoyue Mountain. When you become second-class disciples and have the opportunity to go to Biluo Mountain, then you will have truly arrived at Yu Luoxiao Terrace. You will know when the time comes."

No matter how many forces under Yu Luoxiaotai's sect have surrendered in these 800 years, only the eight heavenly cities have been under Yu Luoxiaotai's rule for 3000 years.

Therefore, in everyone's mind, only these eight heavenly cities can be regarded as Yu Luo Xiaotai in the true sense.

And especially Biluo Mountain, that is the residence of the master of Yu Luoxiao Terrace, and it is the supreme holy place of Yu Luoxiao Terrace.

The steward glanced at the black-clothed boy meaningfully.

The other party stood quietly from the beginning to the end, staring at the flowerpot in his arms calmly, caring very much when the wind blows, as if the weak vines were some kind of treasure.

"If you can enter the inner gate, all the resources of Luoyue Villa can be used at will. Everyone in Luoyue Villa can decide his fate at will."

The translucent vines in the flowerpot embraced by the boy in black moved slightly.

……

The next day, everyone was in motion.

After knowing the news that she would be deducted a piece of high-grade spirit stone in Luoyue Villa for one day, even Chu Hongyue ran to pick up the task while cursing, to see if she could earn the offset contribution value.

There is only one exception.

The black-clothed boy carried the flower pot and went to the library pavilion in Luoyue Villa.

The steward entered the cabinet and replied softly: "He even slept sitting up, the bed hadn't been moved, the flowerpot hadn't left his body, and the aura hadn't been broken. His reaction was very sharp, and the subordinates suspected that he might have noticed that someone was staring at him I just don't care about it. Could it be that the flower is a treasure?"

"That potted flower..." When it came to flowers, Yu Li laughed, because it was just a grass that had never seen the sun and was about to die. It was pale, weak and translucent, or it was already dead, like dead Because the person who has been suspended by the aura has been hanging his breath, it seems that he has not dried up and rotted, but can it be said that the corpse is still a living person?

"That's all." Yu Li took out the bottle of life spring, hung it between his fingers, and shook it lightly at his eyes, "He doesn't want it, but I want to give it. I am born to like people who are rebellious, and I also like people who are rebellious." Contrary to people."

Originally, he only planned to give one drop, but now, he made a special trip to Yaozu and took a whole bottle from him.

The patriarch of the Yaozu almost fought him desperately.

If this bottle of life spring is poured, unless it is not a plant at all, it will also be brought back to life.

I just don't know, how would such a lonely and paranoid person feel when he sees something that has been completely branded with him?

"The most complete destruction is not death and destruction, but that it has become better. However, you can't find the slightest trace of yours. It's so pitiful."

……

The flower pot of the boy in black was stolen.

On that day, Ye Tan was awakened by an anxious and frightened voice.

【Wake up, wake up!If you don't wake up, you will bloom!flowering! !flowers! ! ! 】

For Ye Tan, the most terrible curse in this world is not that you are going to die, but - that you are going to bloom.

Even if he was going to die in the next second, he would struggle in this second.

Ye Tan frowned and opened his eyes.

——Who is so damaged?What happened in the cultivation world?Heaven is dead?