In the early morning, the slightly cold north wind caressed the swaying autumn leaves. The early sun slowly drove away the darkness, and the warm sunshine fell on the earth through the green woods, looking soft and beautiful.
Yuqing Square is already crowded with bustling crowds, with pretty and energetic faces smiling at the rising sun, full of sunshine-like positive energy. Hundreds of disciples have blazing eyes, excited minds, and are faintly intoxicated in the sky!
This situation made the elders of Yuqing standing at the front sigh with emotion:
"Alas~! In a blink of an eye, it's time for the sect's annual training trip down the mountain again. They're old, they're old, and the future of the Yuqing Sect depends on them...!"
"Haha~! The inner sect has been deserted for a month, so old guys like me can feel at ease!"
"One thing is cold and the other is hot. When we return at the end of the month, there will be a sect disciple competition. Then it will be the time to show the results of their experience. I only hope that there will be a few more outstanding talents this time!"
Just when everyone was in a state of confusion, four figures came over as fast as a stream of light. The leader was a man wearing a purple gold crown, followed by an old man with crane hair and a boyish face. Next to them were a kind and kind old man and an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes.
The four major leaders of Yuqing!
The sect leader Feng Tianjue, the great elder Long Yuzhong, the guardian Ling Weiyun and the duel king Liu Yidao.
Counting the elders who protected the pavilion, they were one of the top five. However, due to Wu Zhong's unattractive appearance, he felt ashamed that he could not enter the elegant hall. He categorically gave up his secular life and joined the library for more than half a century!
"Sect Master, Great Elder, Elder Ling, Elder Liu!" Dozens of elders of rank nine and above saluted respectfully, while the remaining disciples knelt down and bowed.
"Well, let's all get up!" Feng Tianjue was quite pleased to see everyone's high spirits, while the other three nodded lightly.
"Mr. Ling, how are you doing lately?"
"Come and sit in the shelter another day, and we old guys can get together!"
Feng Ling half-knelt in the crowd and stood up together with them. He looked coldly at the elders who came up to surround the clones and inquired about them. He sneered in his heart: "If the big moves in the past half month hadn't been so shocking, you old stubborns would have fought with them. Am I so friendly!?"
"It's okay, some elders are too polite! I will definitely, definitely...!" The clone smiled and pretended to deal with it, but he didn't take it seriously and thought to himself, go to the devil!
Unexpectedly, the way he politely declined several elders with a smile on his face was so proud that it made some people's aquiline noses become crooked with anger.
"Hmph~! Be proud of yourself! When Feng Ling dies, it will be your turn next!" Elder Luo Bin looked resentful. He had already received the order from the great elder and it will be activated in a few days. First step planning.
"Our Yuqing Sect, since its inception, has been cultivating outstanding ghost masters to achieve the purpose of benefiting the world. However, the flowers in the greenhouse can never be called "excellent", so we specially organize an annual...downhill experience !" With a majestic voice, Yuqing Sect Leader Feng Tianjue stood on the main peak of Yuqing and said straight to the point.
All the disciples listened quietly, and the excitement in their eyes could not be wiped away. After staying in Yuqing Sect for a long time, it would not be a bad thing to go out and experience it.
"If you don't join the world, how can you talk about being born in the world? Going down the mountain this time is both experience and relaxation. This sect leader hopes that all parties will return the news of the disciples' heroic deeds. Now... go down the mountain~!" Feng Tianjue waved his hand. , bold and free-spirited, no longer talking too much, just give the order and let him go.
"Thank you, Sect Master~! Disciple, I will certainly live up to our high expectations!"
The sound shook the heaven and earth and echoed in the sky. All the disciples were extremely excited. After thanking each other, they turned around and rushed towards the foot of Yuqing Mountain.
"Feng Ling, come on! This sect leader is optimistic about you!" A gentle voice fell into Feng Ling's ears. He walked a hundred meters away and his figure shook, and he looked back at the man with the purple gold crown.
"Sect Master! Don't worry, that kid is not just here for training. He is taking advantage of this training opportunity to carefully clean up the sect!" Ling Weiyun's clone secretly transmitted a message to Feng Tianjue, which seemed to have a deep meaning.
"Brother Ling is interested!" Feng Tianjue was overjoyed and responded secretly, but remained calm on the surface.
"Okay~! Let's hold a farewell ceremony for the core disciples next!" An impatient voice sounded. Feng Tianjue frowned, turned his head and looked at the old man with a gray hair and a childish face with cold eyes, but said nothing more.
"The matter is serious and the crime is insufficient! If he is killed by force at this time, it will be difficult to convince the crowd." Feng Tianjue ran through several thoughts in his mind, secretly remembering that he was just waiting for the queen to settle the score!
There were not many core disciples coming down the mountain this time, only a dozen or so. Even including the elders, there were only about thirty people. Standing in the square, it seemed very empty.
Among the dozen or so core disciples, two of them glanced in the direction Feng Ling was leaving, intentionally or unintentionally. One was Leng Ningshuang, and the other was naturally Qi Cheng.
"Oh~! The core disciples are so good!" The inner disciples who had reached the foot of the mountain couldn't help but look back and sighed when they heard the voice coming from behind. There was deep envy in their eyes, but there was no jealousy.
"Brothers, I'm going to take the first step!" A disciple with short short hair took out a sword very coquettishly, jumped on it, and disappeared in the clouds.
"Holy shit, you didn't even wait for us!"
"Let's go, let's follow quickly!"
The inner disciples were all very active, and they all excitedly offered their magic weapons, and imitated that man's example, and flew into the air.
A strong wind blew by, and there was no one at the foot of Yuqing Mountain, leaving only the withered yellow leaves flying on the ground.
"Ah~! I'm free...!" Countless clothes and belts were fluttering among the clouds and mist in the sky. The disciples were blowing the cold wind and admiring the magnificent scenery of the rivers and mountains below. Many people let go of their throats and shouted loudly to vent their anguish.
"Hey, I've been holding it in for a year! Today, I finally got the chance!" One disciple said with emotion, and the other disciples all smiled knowingly and expressed their deep agreement!
"Hey, brothers! Look, who is that person? Why is he so badass!?" Suddenly, a cross-eyed disciple looked surprised, stared in one direction, and spoke sharply, which immediately attracted everyone's attention. look.
"Huh!" Hundreds of eyes followed, and they saw a cold and arrogant man in black clothes in front of them on the left, with black hair half loose and flowing.
The man was leisurely and at ease, squatting with his left foot, kneeling with his right foot, and resting his left elbow naturally on his left knee. Not only was his posture extremely cool, but he was also flying extremely fast, leaving everyone far behind.
"Spear control... flying!?" A sharp-eyed disciple discovered something, and everyone suddenly looked at the man's feet with strange expressions. A fiery red spear was looming in the clouds!
"Pfft~! Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard! This guy is awesome, he really knows how to play!" The sharp-mouthed disciple held his breath and covered his long mouth and laughed.
"Tsk, tsk, looking at his proficiency, he can definitely call himself a generation... ah~... gun master!" The cross-eyed disciple spoke again, and almost fell off the sword. He was so frightened that he quickly controlled it honestly.
"My God, I thought I was good at wielding a sword, but I didn't expect there was someone better than me!" The pig-nosed disciple glanced at the scimitar at his feet and swore in frustration.
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One by one, the disciples laughed loudly, their voices resounding through the sky, and their words were full of sarcasm. I all fly with swords, but you are such a weirdo, you actually fly with guns!
"A bunch of idiots! They don't understand the principles of the Three Thousand Dao...!" The strong wind roared in his ears, Feng Ling stepped on the flame spear with disdain, ignoring the sarcasm of the group behind him, and still maintained a constant speed.
After all, weapons are just foreign objects. There is no essential difference between wielding a gun and wielding a sword. As long as the purpose of flying can be achieved, these are irrelevant.
Feng Ling sees it more clearly than they do. No matter how gorgeous and beautiful a move is, if it cannot fulfill its original function, then it will be tasteless and worthless!
"Ninety people...!?" Feng Ling took out a booklet from his sleeve and looked at the names densely recorded on it, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The outer sect exterminated nearly a thousand people and almost cleaned them up. At most, there were only one or two fish that slipped through the net. But I didn't expect that after the inner sect eliminated more than fifty intermediate evil masters, there were still ninety! This shows how deep the penetration is.
Some time ago, Feng Ling was busy arranging to kill the tenth-level evil spirit master elder. When Feng Ling received the abnormal information, he casually recorded it, so he didn't look at it carefully before.
"Brother, why is that boy so fast? We still have to catch up quickly, don't let him get away." Among the people flying in the air, a charming and charming woman cooed and said to the person next to her. said the handsome man.
"Yes, that's right! Whatever you say this time, I will avenge my brother!" After hearing this, an angry voice followed, containing deep hatred.
"Don't worry, the second senior brother has lent us his flying magic weapon. No matter how fast that kid is, he can't be as fast as the flying magic carpet!" Seeing the two of them expressing concern, Wang Tao, who was pretending to be calm, stopped pretending to be calm. Hiding it, he proudly revealed his trump card.
Hearing this, Hu Meier and Li Si, who had spoken before, suddenly lit up their eyes, remained silent, and their minds were busy.
With the flying magic carpet in hand, these people can be said to be invincible. After all, they can still run away if they can't win. They didn't think that with Feng Ling's speed, they could catch up to the tenth-level flying magic carpet!
"Hmph! Just wait, it's easy to go down the mountain, but you will never come back in this life!" Three pairs of eyes stared at Feng Ling, Wang Tao showed a look of resentment, and secretly said with joy: "Finally, I'm going to get to this kid. It’s time for him to die! Once he’s beaten to death, Junior Sister Yuqing will naturally turn to me, Wang Tao, and throw herself into my arms! When the time comes, I must let that stinky girl writhe under me and beg for mercy!”
"Suddenly...!" Just when Wang Tao had evil thoughts in his heart, a strong wind suddenly blew up in the sky, and clouds and fog rolled around, blocking all sight.
"Ah~...!" A piercing scream spread from high in the sky, and the light of a bright liquid reflected into everyone's eyes against the early sun.
"No! There is an ambush. Stop and be on guard!" A fat disciple shrank his pupils and yelled a warning in panic. Everyone reacted quickly, stopped and gathered around, and looked at the red and white lights all around with vigilance. Weird clouds and mist.
In addition to Wang Tao, there were several other core disciples of rank eight present, and this fat disciple was one of them.
"Ah~...!"
"Ah~...!"
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Even so, there were still screams from time to time among the disciples, and the blood spread and formed beautiful clouds of red blood mist.
One after another, big heads rolled down from the sky...
As for the corpse...
Not even the scum is left!
