The polite sneers kept coming.
"Master and disciple are so careless, but the evil offspring they gave birth to is still roaming in Bihai Pavilion openly. It can be seen that Bihai Pavilion has no bottom line and no shame. From top to bottom, it is probably rotten to the root!"
"Venerable Kui Heyuan is still one of the top ten venerables in Nanzhou. The venerables who are tied with him may feel ashamed!"
The venerable man with white beard and hair from Shanhai Academy was an old scholar. Seeing this scene, he almost became angry and vomited blood.
Pointing at the Venerable He Yuan who was trapped in the bubble of ice mist, he cursed, "The world is declining, but morals have become so corrupt!"
"Shameless!"
A group of people followed and cursed secretly: "How shameless!"
Venerable He Yuan, who was trapped in the bubble of ice mist, could not hear these discussions, but none of them fell into the ears of Master Qingyun Pavilion.
She subconsciously looked at Venerable Fucang and several fellow disciples in Bihai Pavilion.
Catching eyes that were either contemptuous or disgusting, his face was as white as snow and he almost wanted to vomit blood.
Thousands of things had been hidden away for decades, and her daughter was dead. She and Lord He Yuan were also in high positions, but they were exposed at this time...
When I think about how much trouble I will face after this incident.
The Qingyun Pavilion Master looked at Lin Qi with eyes full of hatred, and his eyes were extremely scarlet.
It's a pity that with Lord Jin'an here, she didn't dare to act recklessly, so she could only threaten those who made comments with a sword.
"Shut up, everyone!"
"If you ever speak rudely again and slander me and my master, I will kill you to the ends of the earth!"
Her face was ferocious, her eyes fierce, and the sword in her hand exuded strong murderous intent.
The sect that was threatened by her was not happy, and the Mahayana or Transformation monks protected their disciples behind them.
The god-transforming monk from Shanhai Academy, Wen Chuchen, was disgusted, "You have done such a scandal, why should you fear people's words?"
The Wutai Jiange monks started to boo, "That's right! I didn't feel ashamed when I was just being slutty, but now I get angry when someone says a few words to me."
"If I had known this today, why did I do it in the first place?"
"You, Bihai Pavilion, are really arrogant and domineering. You can do such a morally corrupt thing, why don't you allow us to say a few words casually?"
"Now that you are threatening my sect disciples with a sword, do you really think that we have no backbone and are allowed to be bullied by you, Bihai Pavilion?"
"Yes! If you want to fight, then fight, whoever is afraid of whom!"
A group of people were shouting, angry and angry, becoming more and more lively.
The monks of Bihai Pavilion were also a little uneasy, fearing that Master Qingyun Pavilion and Venerable He Yuan would provoke public anger, causing Bihai Pavilion to be besieged by the other four sects.
The most important thing is that this fact is so embarrassing that everyone in Bihai Pavilion can't hold their heads up.
Venerable Fu Cang narrowed his eagle eyes and angrily said, "Stop it now!"
The master of Qingyun Pavilion was frightened by his roar!
Venerable Fu Cang said coldly: "It's so embarrassing, why don't you go back to the sect!"
"When you return to the sect, someone will deal with you! Don't be so rampant and unethical here again!"
The Master of Qingyun Pavilion is the Deputy Pavilion Master of Bihai Pavilion, but no matter how powerful she is, she must be controlled by Venerable Fu Cang.
Especially when he heard the word "disposal", the master of Qingyun Pavilion looked gloomy.
Bihai Pavilion is not only fierce and domineering externally, but also internally. Some rules are even too unkind and cold-blooded.
This time when she goes back, even if Venerable He Yuan protects her, she will not end up well.
Even Lord He Yuan... may not be able to resolve it unscathed.
With no reluctance in his heart, Qingyun Pavilion Master still held the sword and left Tiandi Duxianquan tremblingly.
After one of the protagonists left, everyone's enthusiasm for watching the show did not diminish. All eyes were fixed on the Venerable He Yuan in the middle.
The scenes in the ice fog bubble continued to alternate, making people unable to take their eyes off it.
Perhaps it was the Taoist Taoist from Tongtian Taoist Temple who gave him confidence, or perhaps Xi He, who had outstanding talent in his childhood, gave Venerable He Yuan confidence.
He has great expectations for Fairy Xihe
, who has taught her personally since she was a child.
Later, he personally taught her the cultivation of Qi, collected resources from all over the world, built a good foundation for her, tempered her muscles and flesh, and used the entire clan's efforts to cultivate Xi He.
Xi He introduced Qi into his body at the age of five and established the foundation two years later!
As soon as the news came out, it spread throughout Nanzhou.
Fairy Xihe has a great reputation.
Venerable Heyuan's efforts were rewarded, and he had great expectations for Fairy Xihe, almost regarding Xihe as his own hope.
Apart from cultivation, the only thing he valued was Fairy Xihe's cultivation.
But Fairy Xi He is extremely talented, but she has not yet reached the level of being able to compete with others.
As the stage became wider and wider, and more and more geniuses were seen, the excellence of Fairy Xihe became less eye-catching.
Xi He's talent is acceptable, but not necessarily amazing.
Being able to break through the foundation building within two years is partly due to talent, and partly due to the treasures collected by Master He Yuan.
He indeed laid a good foundation for Fairy Xihe.
But this foundation can allow Fairy Xihe to lead for a while, but it cannot lead for a lifetime.
The further you practice, the more it depends on your personal talent and understanding.
Faced with the full expectations of Lord He Yuan, Xi He did not dare to slack off at all, but he worked harder and harder.
Those who had been left behind by her gradually caught up, and those outstanding people emerged from all directions one by one, taking away Fairy Xihe's glory bit by bit.
Fairy Xi He was under great pressure, and Venerable He Yuan was also hit hard.
When Xi He was unable to form elixirs for a long time and was surpassed by a group of neighbors, Venerable He Yuan had to realize that his daughter was not as good as he thought.
They can even be jealous of talents, narrow-minded, and ruthless.
It's not that Venerable He Yuan doesn't like his daughter's temperament, it's just that such a temperament is doomed to lead to a short-term future.
He stood at the top, looking at his daughter who had just set off, and could vaguely see her final destination.
When Xi He condensed the golden elixir for the first time, he suffered a calamity of inner demons and failed.
It was not only Xi He himself who was disappointed, but also Venerable He Yuan.
Or despair would be more accurate.
In order to relax and find other possibilities for Xi He, Lord He Yuan took the opportunity to travel and left Xi He in the care of Master Qingyun.
He never expected that Xi He would die tragically just for one trip.
The scenes in the ice fog bubble passed quickly, but people outside the scene could clearly understand the cause and effect of the matter.
Xi He had high expectations since he was a child, and there was only one thing in his life: cultivation.
Perhaps due to his evil nature, or perhaps due to high-pressure control, Xi He has had a vicious and ruthless side since he was a child.
She established a foundation at the age of seven and became famous in the northwest. However, she was jealous of the disciples of the same sect who broke through at the same time as her, and set up a vicious plan to kill people.
Because of his young age, he was not thorough enough in handling matters. Afterwards, Venerable He Yuan personally took care of the matter and suppressed all the doubts.
This kind of thing happens more and more as Fairy Xihe gets older and her cultivation becomes more difficult.
Just a few breaths of pictures flashed by, and Venerable He Yuan dealt with no fewer than ten accidents in his memory, and those who died tragically were all young faces.
