Cultivate with an African God

Heng Dao Sect has a new group of disciples.

In the eyes of the original disciples of Heng Dao Sect, those new disciples are actually like a joke, because most of them are already too old.After all, the previous disciples of the Heng Dao Sect were recommended by the members of the Heng Dao Sect. They could enter the Heng Dao Sect to practice spells in the year of Wai Fu, and laid the foundation of the spells since childhood. Most of the disciples this time are younger than They are longer, and they use more spells at a younger age, so they are secretly proud.

Among this group of new disciples, the one who received the most attention was the one who was welcomed into the Hengdao Sect with the talent of five spirit roots and heavenly spirit roots. He was not too old, but he was not too young either. He has a pretty face, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, as if there is always a hint of a smile, so he is especially popular among new disciples, and his radiance is brighter than that of his predecessors.

With such aptitude, he should be a well-deserved genius, but the seniors are a little bit dissatisfied, expecting him to lack understanding due to his age, and finally disappoint people and make a fool of himself.

At first, this person was practicing spells with the new disciples, but he didn’t listen at all, and just lay down on the table to sleep, or drew blindly on the table with a talisman pen. The lecturer couldn’t see it, so he asked him to get up and answer For the questions, he was either sleepy or woke up like a dream, but he was always very methodical when answering, and the spells were easy to read, and he never missed a mistake.

Only then did people admit that he not only has outstanding aptitude, but also has far superior understanding.Later, because Yue Mo didn’t want him to affect other people’s mentality, he finally didn’t need to practice with others. Several masters who were extremely accomplished in related techniques taught him exclusively, and selected the jade formulas for him to let him practice on his own. See details.

The eyes of the disciples who started early were red.

So some people wanted to discuss with him or directly compete with him in the name of discussing techniques—even if they were all seniors, or thought that they had a better chance of winning if they were seniors, but the result was without exception. The other party is defeated, but also forced to accept the loss, and the other party respectfully asks senior if I use this technique well, and the master of the technique just now said that it is not used in this way... such and such a humiliation.

As time passed, no one dared to provoke this new disciple anymore.

"Boss, did I go too far?"

Mu Xinghe, who caused a bloodbath, had a very happy time. His favorite thing was to be with his sickly "brother".But now he is looking eagerly at the person in front of him, as if he is very troubled.

"I've done it. It seems that no one will play with me anymore. I should put more water." He continued with a sigh.

Shen Xiu was writing something with a pen on the table. Hearing this, he only glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's wrong, it's not that no one will play with you, but that no one will play with you."

Mu Xinghe was exposed by one sentence, so he could only laugh.

"After a while, I should be accepted as a closed disciple. In this way, I will go to visit the Zhenshan God Beast. I will check for you whether your strength is in that position. If so, I will be on the day of the sect's Zhenshan Grand Ceremony. Find a chance to take you there."

Shen Xiu nodded and didn't say anything. Mu Xinghe fell on the bed, held up a piece of jade formula, and said to himself: "Their master level is worse than mine. I think it's a problem with the skills. In fact, the skills are very normal in terms of true qi cultivation. Although the system is different from the system I practiced before, it is still reasonable. The problem lies in their breakthroughs. They don't need If you practice and cultivate your mind, you won’t be able to master your knowledge and make a breakthrough naturally like we do, but you need to use many precious things to refine magic weapons and force yourself to break through.”

Mu Xinghe thought that Shen Xiu would not listen, but when he took a breath, Shen Xiu answered, "So they want to occupy the land in Jiangbei and monopolize the right to practice spells."

"Yes," Mu Xinghe nodded, "They don't allow other forces to compete with them for resources. But besides me, there is actually a kid from Jiangnan, but fortunately they didn't find out."

While talking, Mu Xinghe suddenly thought of something else, and said, "By the way, do you still remember the corpse we saw at the beginning? Actually, I recalled that the technique did come from Heng Dao Sect. In fact, it was probably People from Heng Dao Sect did it, and other dead martial arts masters were probably assassinated in this way."

What Mu Xinghe meant was that he might have been blamed by others, but Shen Xiu just nodded without any other response, Mu Xinghe stretched his body on all fours: "But whatever, brother just happens to be here to stabilize the state, comfortable— —”

Mu Xinghe had a very comfortable life, but Xiao Liu finally let go of his breath.

At first, he was worried that Mu Xinghe would recognize him and expose him, but Mu Xinghe did not. Later, he worried that he would reveal the fact that he had never lived in Jiangbei, but in fact he did not. That Mu Xinghe even intentionally or unintentionally in those subtle moments He could almost confirm that Mu Xinghe recognized him, but he was unwilling to take a step forward, preferring to maintain such a tacit understanding.

Later, Mu Xinghe also gradually moved away from his life. He was accepted as a direct disciple by the masters, and stepped into the realm of magic that could match him. He only heard some news about him in the rumors of his classmates, saying how he was. Playing with those brothers and sisters whose eyes are higher than the top, how he easily used different spells, how he was recognized by the masters, and was taken by the master to pay a visit to the town spirit beast——

More and more like a desirable legend.

It would be false to say that he is not envious, but Xiao Liu understands that he can only be envious.Some people are the favored ones who wear a body of light, but he can only practice spells during the day, and at night he borrows a little fire from the cage while he is asleep to practice and study the sword manual left by his grandfather. His overdraft is getting thinner day by day, but his spirit is filled with those unknown forces. What his thin hands hold is not only the hatred of the past, but also the hope of the future.

That night, the moon and the stars were thin, he still tiptoed out of the house and went to his secluded secret garden to practice his swordsmanship, but tonight there were voices in that deserted place.

"Today, seven seven and forty-nine talismans were used to subdue the beast. The ships from the south of the Yangtze River have not arrived yet, and the Zongmen's fire cloud sand is running low. I don't know if it can last until the Zhenshan Grand Ceremony."

The voice of the speaker was very familiar, and he was one of the several masters in the sect.

He hid behind the stone and looked at the talking figure. The other figure was a little strange, standing beside the Grand Master.The rank and status of Heng Dao Sect are strict, and those who can stand in front of the master with such a posture should also have a high status.

Another person interjected: "I even ordered my disciples to go to the south of the Yangtze River to search the house. The prophecy said that the disciple who can turn the tide can really restrain the beast?"

"That disciple...is really talented, and the rest is estimated to have to go with the flow," the master sighed, "There is no mistake in the prophecy, and I went to the Baiyun Tower to read the prophecy the day before yesterday. It's all confirmed..."

After that, Xiao Liu didn't hear much of what they said. He subconsciously felt that the state of the beast that suppressed the Suming Mountain's spiritual veins was different, and many truths buried by the Hengdao Sect were in the prophecy of the Baiyun Tower .

Time passed, and before you knew it, it was the annual big day of Heng Daozong - Zhenshan Grand Ceremony.

The grand event of the Heng Dao Sect has been prepared for more than a month. It is customary that people with a slight status in Jiangbei can come to watch the ceremony. Xiaoliu listened to the head of the Heng Dao Sect showing off the achievements of the Heng Dao Sect in the crowd. Bleeding from the palm of his hand, in order to divert some attention, he looked around, Mu Xinghe was originally standing behind a grandmaster, but at some point he disappeared.

Where did he go? ——Forget it, which master here is not pampering him, it is normal for him to find an excuse to sneak out to get some air.

Xiao Liu was distracted, but heard a commotion outside.

At such a time, Heng Dao Sect would never allow any noise, something must have happened!

Xiao Liu realized this, and since he gave away the book, his uneasy heart suddenly became more uncontrollable, and his heartbeat seemed to escape from his chest.

Not long after, a disciple of Hengdao Sect came running with a pale face and whispered beside a grandmaster. The grandmaster frowned and replied, but the other party shook his head and said something again. The grandmaster's complexion was even worse , waved his hand, and walked quickly towards the head.

The head of the sect laughed coldly when he heard what he had said, and raised his voice and shouted coldly: "There are shameless southerners who have set foot in our Jiangbei land. Our Hengdao Sect is deeply worshiped by the people here, so we must maintain the peace of Jiangbei!"

Everyone in the audience shouted "Yes" loudly, and although the disciples of Heng Dao Sect didn't know the specific situation, they were very alert and responded in unison: "Expel the southerners and protect my Jiangbei peace!"

Xiaoliu's face was pale, and he bit his lips tightly—it was nothing to maintain the peace of Jiangbei, but it was just at this time that people from the south came to give them a boost of prestige.

The other Hengdao Sect disciples are probably also aware of this, so their faces are full of fanaticism and eagerness to try.All the masters walked out of the mountain gate with their disciples in a mighty manner, and what they bumped into was a group of southern warriors with weapons in their hands.

These warriors are nothing more than rotten fish and shrimps to their practitioners of magic, but the master stood still, and one of them looked at the gray-robed man in the lead, with some jealousy in his eyes.

The man in the gray robe has gray beard and gray hair. His clothes are worn out, and the cuffs and corners are frayed, which makes him look extraordinarily dusty. He has a huge sword on his back, but his waist is straight. Indifferently, he looked at them and asked, "Where is Yang Siqi?"

——Yang Siqi is the name of their head.

The master looked at him with a gloomy expression: "Sheng Zhen, you trespassed on my Heng Dao Sect, what can you learn from me when you step on my Jiangbei?"

Xiao Liu's heart suddenly started beating extremely fast. He had heard of the name Sheng Zhen from his grandfather. He was a legendary figure in swordsmanship in the early years. It's cold, I can't retreat, I didn't expect to see him in this situation!

Sheng Zhen met their eyes directly, and said coldly: "The land in Jiangbei should never belong to any sect, let alone belong to you who treat the people in Jiangnan as worthless and murder Jiangnan warriors for a few false prophecies. The little boy!"

Grandmaster looked at him in astonishment as if he had been hit by some sore spot, but quickly regained his composure, and said in a loud voice, "Nonsense! You came here with swords to hurt people in Jiangbei. The people have taken good care of you, and they will definitely not please you crazy people. Disciples obey the order and kill the offenders!"

"Punish the offenders and protect the peace of Jiangbei!"

Countless flames, rocks, and icicles shot at the warriors all at once, but at this moment Sheng Zhen took off the heavy sword and stood on the ground, the mighty power spread around the sword as the center, and those spells turned pale .

Is this Sheng Zhen who came out of seclusion?

What an amazing martial realm!

The scene was already chaotic, but at this time another disciple ran from the mountain and shouted loudly: "It's not good! The Zhenshan beast has been released!"

As if to prove what he just said, there were bursts of angry growls from Suming Mountain, and the ground trembled, as if trembling in fear of the power of a divine beast.

The bottom of the mountain was a mess, but the people on the mountain looked at the beast with a very calm expression.

The whole body of the divine beast is red, with the body of a horse, the body of a bull, and the face of a man. That face is very ferocious, and its eyes are wide open, glaring at the comer.

The man was glared at by such a monster, and he didn't have any strange expression. He still spoke slowly: "Boss, you see that your power is in its body. No wonder this beast is very restless, possessing power that doesn't belong to you. If you can’t digest it yet, everyone will be restless.”

His companion stood aside, just glanced at this divine beast, as if he didn't pay attention to it at all: "It's this Yayu who is unlucky."

The young man looked up at the beast and said with a smile: "Let's discuss it, or you return the power to the original owner, and we will leave."

The divine beast was almost treated as a dead thing, and it laughed back in anger: "Stupid and ignorant! Gather with your so-called power in my belly!"

With the talisman paper in his mouth, the young man also smiled, and then took off the talisman paper with his slender fingers. The talisman paper was burning with a blue curse fire, and there seemed to be some slight flames in his smile.

"Oh, I can't help it, so I'll start."

The author has something to say:

Thanks to 23666149 for mine~Thanks to Shen Nianjiu for mine~Thanks to Guigu tea for mine~

In other words, I actually have a lot of magic academy complex...