Qingtian had never seen his father so serious, and he felt that the matter was extremely serious.
"You watched the battle from beginning to end. Do you think you can beat Que Xiu?"
Murong Qingtian pondered for a while and said: "If we talk about martial arts and magic, I will naturally not lose to him. It's just that his 'blood glass' body is indestructible. I really have no confidence in cracking it."
"The so-called indestructibility of diamonds is relative, and the same is true for 'blood glass'. As long as you have shocking power, you can be invincible and invincible."
"However, with my current skills, I simply cannot reach that state."
"This is the reason why my father came to see you today. It is to help the young seedlings grow. I also want your skills to reach the realm of transformation. I will never let Que Xiu reach the peak."
"Then what should I do?"
"I want to pass on all my cultivation to you! The important task of carrying forward the Murong family will be shouldered by you from now on."
Qingtian was shocked when he heard this, and blurted out: "Father, you must not do it. Once a practitioner teaches others the skills, the consequences will be disastrous. The skills will be lost, and his life may be endangered. Father, you should think twice!"
"Being a father is not a matter of impulse. I am willing to give up everything for the fate of my family. Moreover, even though I have passed on my skills to you, you can still absorb the skills stored by my ancestors from the 'Void Source Cauldron' and protect yourself without worries."
"But I don't understand. After all, this Que Xiu is also a member of my Murong family. Even if he wins the championship, it will ultimately be the glory of the family. Why should my father do this?"
"You are confused!" The head of the family scolded: "Que Xiu will not hesitate to enter the demon world to practice demon skills to improve his skills. He will soon be swallowed up by the darkness, escape into the devil's way, and never recover."
"But, I feel he is very kind!"
"Once you enter the devil's path, you will be bloodthirsty, murderous, and bring disaster to the world. We must never let this happen before our eyes!"
Murong Yue's eyes were long and full of love and high hopes, "I will teach you the skills for a while, and then I will rest in a secret room for more than a month. The rest is all up to you! Remember, apart from being able to withstand physical pain, a man can also You must also be able to endure humiliation and misunderstanding, and endure what no one else in the world can tolerate, in order to become a great person!"
Qingtian was infected by his loving gaze and his eyes were filled with tears.
"As a father, I still want to tell you the truth..."
The sky is gloomy without stars or moon, the clouds are thicker than before, the earth is scorched everywhere, and not a single blade of grass grows. As he ran wildly, dead branches passed by him and scratched his face heavily, but he was completely unaware of it. Flames were flying in front, lava was gushing out, and a monster several feet tall stood in front of him.
He jumped up several feet and slashed Mount Huashan with the Wuxiang knife in his hand. The huge monster in front of him was split into two halves. He even heard the sound of the monster's bones cracking, like ripping silk, which was very harsh.
When he fell, azure blood spurted out and floated in the air. At this moment, the figure next to him flashed, and the bright sword blade penetrated from his left rib...
Que Xiu suddenly sat up from the bed. The night was getting thick outside the window, and the shadows of the trees were swaying. The master was sitting in front of the bed, looking at him quietly.
"Although it's only been a few hours, you and I feel like we're a world apart. I don't know how long you've been gone and what you've been through. Everything is just like a dream."
"Master..." Que Xiu's face moved, but he stopped talking.
Lao Que shook his head gently, "You don't need to tell me what happened? You have matured and become stronger. You have taken a further step on the road to transcending the gods. I am very happy to be my master!"
Lao Que coughed repeatedly and was very weak, "Go and do what you want to do, because I can no longer accompany you!"
Que Xiu was sad when he heard this, "Master, people are talking privately, saying that I have practiced magic skills and will escape into the devil's way. My disciple still needs your guidance!"
Lao Que smiled bitterly and said: "I am leaving as a teacher, because I also have things I must do. This is my destiny."
"Buddha and demons are only separated by one thought. What is truly powerful is the power of the heart. Believe in yourself..." This was the last teaching given to him by his master. He held back his tears and strode forward in the face of the rising sun.
Lao Que looked through the window and saw his disciple's figure getting further and further away, and a line of thick tears fell inadvertently. He looked around the familiar cabin again, and the past events came to mind. Things had changed and people had changed, and everything could only be buried deep in his memory.
He was very weak and out of breath, and finally reached the west gate of the villa. People rushed to watch the final, and the village was very quiet. He walked through the corridor in the garden. In front of him was a hall with a guard at the door. As soon as Lao Que approached, the guard immediately stopped him, "This is a forbidden area, no one can come near!"
"I want to see the head of the family!" Old Que said.
"The head of the family is in retreat, he is not here."
"This is the entrance to the secret room of the underground palace. The master of the house is meditating inside. Go and report that Old Que wants to see you, and there is something to show to the master!" Old Que handed a brocade handkerchief to the guard.
Que Xiu and Qing Tian faced each other on the cloud platform, and there was a sea of people below, cheering like waves. Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other coldly, but a pair of brothers were pushed into the ring for a decisive battle. Is this no wonder it was a trick of fate? Que Xiu clenched his ugly sword tightly. He could not relax at all. He wanted to win and reach the top, but so what? He never thought about it.
Murong Qingtian is holding a sword. The sword is slightly wider and slightly longer. The blade is bright and extremely sharp at a glance. Yunyin in the audience secretly speculated that he knew the origin of this sword.
Back then, Murong had a good relationship with the Crown Prince, who was good at magic, so Murong made this sword for him and named it "Heaven and Earth Sword", which means the sword of the emperor. It's a pity that the prince died young before the gift could be given. This sword is said to be a fierce sword and is hidden in a secret room. The birth of this sword today may not be a good sign.
While his thoughts were wandering, action was already taking place on the stage. Murong Qingtian was the first to attack. The sword in his hand flew out and turned into many sword shadows, connected end to end, with sheaths in front and behind, layered on top of each other. Que Xiu connected with the back of the Wuxiang sword. There was a crisp sound and the sword was broken. However, the wave of force was as strong as the other, and he was knocked back a few steps.
When Yun Yin saw Qing Tian, he used the stacked sword formation as soon as he made a move. His killing intent was so strong that he had never seen it before.
As Lao Que walked into the long corridor, his breath became much calmer and his rickety back seemed to straighten. He walked in slowly, and the stone door slowly closed, like a monster closing its mouth.
Murong Yue sat cross-legged, raised his eyelids slightly, and motioned for him to sit down. And Lao Que gently nodded to him, exuding confidence and grandeur that was completely different from before.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to come to the secret room of the underground palace and see the true appearance of the 'Void Source Cauldron'. I am truly lucky!"
Murong Yue smiled modestly, "These are just false names! With your ability and experience, this is nothing?"
"Who doesn't know that the three forbidden areas of the Murong family's underground palace, secret room, Xuanji Pavilion, and Hundred Waterfall Pond are all legends in the world, and being able to witness one of them is a lifetime honor!"
"Let's get down to business. Who are you? Why do you have this greeting?"
"Actually, you already have the answer in your mind, because the moment you asked me to enter the secret room, you had no intention of letting me leave alive!"
