Cultivate with an African God

After reading the arrangement, Mu Xinghe originally planned to look for Wen Xingze, but after he looked twice, he didn't find Wen Xingze. Instead, he saw a woman in red standing outside the crowd. She was dressed in gold and jade, and four children were holding something respectfully. Standing respectfully behind her.

Mu Xinghe almost didn't need to look at her face, just showing off to let him know that this girl is Hua Xiangrong.

After all, they are old acquaintances, and when she was in Yunfu, she wrote letters on behalf of Bitao Academy, which can be regarded as a great help to him, and Mu Xinghe wanted to say hello out of love and reason.

"Hey, big girl."

Hua Xiangrong saw him, leaned slightly, and showed a particularly skillful smile: "Little brother, are you all right?"

Then she opened her mouth to say something like Mu Xinghe is really young and talented, and he broke through to the end of his life in a short period of time and was able to attend the Dao Discussion Conference. He is really young and has a bright future. Quickly told her to stop.

Hua Xiangrong covered her mouth with her sleeves, the gold-woven cloth had a dazzling luster in the sun, she giggled a few times, then looked at the distant stone wall, and said: "Your condition doesn't seem to be very good."

She didn't stop and watch in front of the stone wall like those people did, but she seemed to know the result of the battle arrangements.

Mu Xinghe followed her gaze and smiled slightly: "That's normal. In terms of cultivation base, I broke through the knot not long ago, and the training time is not long. It is reasonable to arrange me later according to my level."

Hua Xiangrong raised her hand, and her red sleeve moved slightly. Mu Xinghe felt that she was going to start saying those polite words again, so he forced to change the subject: "I don't seem to see your name?"

Hua Xiangrong's cultivation should be at the end stage. With her strength, it may not be difficult to participate in the Dao Discussion Conference. Now that she is here and not on the battle list, then her identity this time must be different from theirs. the same.

But Hua Xiangrong's eyes flashed a sly gleam: "I came here with my disciples."

Mu Xinghe understood instantly, and felt a little funny—she is a high-ranking member of the Kunshan School, and according to the practice here, she can indeed accompany her disciples, but the others are here to compete, and she is also at the final stage. But as someone else's senior, he commented on other people's competitions from a high position, and he didn't know whether the Kunshan School disciple was convinced or not.

"With the strength of a big girl, I'm afraid I can gain something by participating in the competition."

"What's the matter, I lead my disciples here as a senior, and the people I contact are seniors from various factions. Even if I don't have the chance to make friends, getting acquainted will be very helpful for the future." When she spoke, her eyes flickered. Under the bright light, the delicate face covered with thick powder seemed to be somewhat realistic.

Mu Xinghe let out a "wow". There is obviously a big gap between his revolutionary consciousness and strategic vision. If it were someone else, he would still say a few polite words to make fun of him, but the other party was Hua Xiangrong. Playing ping-pong with him with polite words is really scary, so Mu Xinghe had to change the subject again: "That time you wrote a letter to speak for me, thank you."

Hua Xiangrong was taken aback for a moment, then laughed again, the gold powder at the end of her eyes was exceptionally bright under the sun: "What's the matter, I just know about it, so I just mentioned it and sent a message. Besides, my brother is young Young, full of genius, he will be the mainstay of the cultivation world in the future, no matter what, the slave family can't bear to stand by and watch, Brother Wanwang, don't despise a little girl like this little talent in the future..."

Mu Xinghe saw that Hua Xiangrong was about to start again, and the topic had been changed, so he hurriedly called a haha ​​and slipped away.

When he wanted to exchange pleasantries, the people had already dispersed from the stone wall. Now Mu Xinghe saw people with various emotions on their faces, some were vigilant and nervous, and some were confident. The Yunfu faction was almost the same as before the internal competition, and there was a bit of intimacy in my heart.

Mu Xinghe himself is not worried, he has taken advantage of the Yunfu faction, the first round does not need to compete, tomorrow he can observe the performance of others to measure his own level, decide his own strategy, it is still easier than others many.

Mu Xinghe walked randomly while thinking, and unknowingly walked to a deserted place. Under the cover of vegetation, he actually saw Wen Xingze, whom he hadn't seen in front of the stone wall just now.

In front of him was an older and beautiful woman, she was dressed in a black and white Taoist robe, her face was extremely prosperous, she had no decorations but had an imposing aura.Followed by four maids, all of them bowed their heads and stood respectfully behind her.This style is much stronger than Hua Xiangrong's little boys made with illusion.

When she spoke, she became more imposing - she was slightly shorter than Wen Xingze, but she seemed to be a few heads taller than Wen Xingze when she spoke: "Is it because I don't come to the conference this time, I don't even have you here Know?"

Wen Xingze didn't speak, and let her reprimand him with his head down.

"Whether you come to the Dao Conference or not is your own business. If you don't say anything, why don't you send a letter and go by yourself? Every time you say it's okay, everything is as usual, just fooling people." If I don’t want to come to the Dao Discussion Conference, I don’t know anything,” the woman became more and more angry, and finally raised her voice, “Do you not have my mother in your heart?”

Mu Xinghe was shocked. This woman was dressed in black and white, taking the meaning of Liangyi Taiji. She was from the Liangyi Palace. High-ranking figures in Yigong.Although Mu Xinghe has seen other people's family of two, he has always had the illusion that this world is asexual reproduction, because among high-level cultivators, there are very few who are closely connected with their parents.And Wen Xingze himself never mentioned his own background, no one would have thought that he would have the mother of a Jindan Grandmaster of Liangyi Palace.

Wen Xingze said helplessly: "Mother, breaking through is beyond your control."

"I can't help you?" The woman sneered, she didn't see any anger on her face, but her tone was like a sword, fierce and sharp, "You were born by me, I know what you want to fart when you raise your butt, don't think so I haven't seen you for a year, I don't know who you are!"

Wen Xingze lowered his head again and stopped talking.

What Wen Xingze's mother said was much vulgar than Mu Xinghe imagined, but it was true in general - when Wen Xingze specially learned the secret technique of concealing his cultivation from him, Mu Xinghe felt that he was about to die Then use this secret method to cover up your cultivation.Later, they split into two groups, and when they turned around, Mu Xinghe found that he was dying, which showed that he was really prepared, and he really deliberately stayed in the pulse congealing period.

It was probably because Wen Xingze's mother lost her fighting spirit seeing her son's obedient, obedient, scolded and unrepentant appearance. She was silent for a moment, and when she spoke again, it was not a reprimand, but her voice was still without warmth: "It's always me No, I shouldn’t have listened to your words that you can break through the world even if you are not in the Liangyi Palace. You went out to pick a sect, pick the Yingzhou Immortal Sect, and you actually joined the dilapidated Yingzhou Sword Sect Xiao Zongmen, it’s fine to join the Yingzhou Sword Sect. If you are not happy, you can return to Liangyi Palace at any time. But now you are dying...why did you choose the path of sword cultivation? You know that you can’t do the first one. One, why do you still have to do it?"

The woman sighed deeply, still with a condescending chill: "A person's lifespan is limited, and a person's talent is also destined. If you want to be the first, be the first. If you can't be the first, give up decisively." , Three thousand avenues, there are so many suitable for you, why choose the one that doesn't work? You can't stand out, everything is meaningless, you are trampling on yourself! Don't look at me like that, I am Jindan, I have seen more and farther than you."

The woman said such a long speech, Wen Xingze quietly waited for her to finish, but only said "Yingzhou Sword Sect is not a run-down little sect".

The woman got angry, turned around and left, and said angrily: "I'll just see what tricks you, a swordsman, can come up with. If you can't win the championship in this Dao Discussion Conference, you will come back to Liangyi Palace with me!"

The woman left resolutely, and the maids followed silently with lowered eyebrows and lowered heads, but they saw the woman glance at Mu Xinghe indifferently, and then looked away indifferently, causing Mu Xinghe to break out in a cold sweat—the woman did not Release any coercion, but that look clearly told him that she knew he was there, and if she leaked a word, she would die.

Mu Xinghe trembled, but the woman didn't even look back, and walked away with the maid.

Naturally, Wen Xingze also saw him, and said with a wry smile: "My mother is strict, I'm laughing at you."

Although Wen Xingze's smile was the same as usual, there was already some obvious depression on his face.This young man who is always as warm as the sun rarely shows such obvious negative emotions. Mu Xinghe wanted to comfort him, but felt that it was not easy to comment on other people's family affairs, so he changed the subject and said, "Did you read the order of the battle just now?"

Wen Xingze smiled: "I'll watch it later, it's okay."

"They said that the Dao Discussion Conference is a place to make their own sect famous." Mu Xinghe squatted down slowly, looking at the sky light on the leaves, "Are you here this time to save face for your Yingzhou Sword Sect?"

"Some," Wen Xingze said, "but more for myself."

Mu Xinghe raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Wen Xingze was still smiling, with the distant sunlight reflected in his eyes: "I hesitated a lot before I died, but in the end I was decisive. Everyone said I was not suitable for the sword cultivator, and I just wanted to leave. Today I came to the place where the masters gather to compete, to see what a person like me is among the masters, and to see where I can go in the future from this result."

He said it plainly, but Mu Xinghe knew that this was very important to him, not about the future, but about the state of mind.

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Thank you for the mines of the trash can~Thank you for the mines of Ayi’s sugar~Thank you for the mines of Addiction~

Originally this chapter had 6000 words!But in order to create the illusion of daily updates, I decided to split it into two parts and update the second half tomorrow~ so I am not delaying in fighting [. 】