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The Way of Heaven is equivalent to the manager of the world. He follows the laws of the world and ensures that the world line runs along the established trajectory.

Sometimes things don’t make sense, but as long as the result is correct, it doesn’t matter if the process deviates. It will only make corresponding adjustments if the process deviates so much that it affects the result.

For a "villain" like Luo Yiyi, this is a loophole to exploit. The more measures Tiandao takes, the larger the loophole will be.

At this moment, the setting that "the protagonist Qi Gui becomes the personal disciple of the number one sword master Xuanyuan Zhan and practices" begins to take effect.

In Xuanyuan Zhan's eyes, Qi Gui stood out compared to the others. He could easily see that he had five spiritual roots, but with such poor aptitude he managed to cultivate to the sixth level of Qi Refining in just a few years. This meant that he had to use more perseverance and determination than others. He was truly a man of strong mind.

But under the influence of this qualification, no matter how hard Qi Gui tries, he still can't go far. This is a fatal factor, unless he encounters some kind of adventure that changes his physique, or finds a powerful technique that suits his five spiritual roots.

It happened that Xuanyuan Zhan found a set of skills called "The Secret of Rebirth" in the secret realm he recently visited. This set of skills was extremely exquisite and was divided into nine levels, which were divided into spiritual energy cultivation and swordsmanship cultivation, and the two complemented each other.

Levels one to three are the basics. After mastering them, one can draw the energy of heaven and earth for one's own use, and can also circulate self-generated spiritual power in the body, completely getting rid of the trouble of running out of spiritual energy.

Levels four to six are for entry-level training, but even at the entry level, the power at level six is ​​enough to compete with the current God Transformation Stage.

The seventh to ninth levels are against the will of heaven. The seventh level makes one invincible in the world, the eighth level is not afraid of thunder, and the ninth level can directly ascend.

Xuanyuan Zhan was not attracted by the power of the technique itself. He was only interested in the sword technique. However, after studying it, he could only sigh in admiration.

The reason is simple. This technique is only suitable for the five spiritual roots. The basis of its operation is the art of mutual generation of the five elements. If any of the five elements is missing, it is impossible to practice this technique. Even if you force yourself to practice, you will go astray.

But as we all know, the aptitude for cultivation of the five spiritual roots is extremely poor, and it is accompanied by a sense of inferiority. Almost all people who know that they have five spiritual roots will first react that there is no hope for cultivation in this life, and return to live an ordinary life among ordinary people. There has never been an example of a person with five spiritual roots who successfully cultivated.

This aroused Xuanyuan Zhan's suspicion. Since no one had ever succeeded, how did this "Rebirth Secret" come about? He checked the technique and found nothing wrong with it. It must be that someone had studied it and achieved great success.

Unless no one knew that the powerful man actually had five spiritual roots, he or she successfully concealed it from everyone, but why? If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. It has never been the character of a sword cultivator to dwell on a dead end. Xuanyuan Zhan threw the "Rebirth Sutra" in the corner and no longer paid attention to it.

This was originally a small episode, but Xuanyuan Zhan happened to think of it at this moment. The thoughts in his mind became clearer and clearer, telling him that Qi Gui might be the best candidate to practice "The Art of Rebirth", and that the technique might exist for him.

Action is worse than thought. Xuanyuan Zhan waited for the headmaster to finish his speech and then spoke before other peak masters.

"Qi Gui, let me ask you, what is the purpose of practicing Taoism?"

Everyone on the field had expressions as if they had seen a ghost. The disciples all directed their sharp gazes towards the confused Qi Gui, feeling both envious and jealous. They wondered what on earth had caught the eye of Xuanyuan Jianzun about this ugly freak.

The headmaster and other peak masters had a premonition that Tiandou Peak might have another direct disciple.

Jing Yuhui teased in a low voice: "Xuanyuan is a reserved person who usually keeps a low profile. But when he meets a disciple he likes, he takes action faster than anyone else."

Duanmu Jinyang next to him just smiled without saying anything, while Tang Sitong, who was standing between them, mocked him without any hesitation.

"That's why there's no disciple from your Tianshi Peak in the top three."

Jing Yuhui was about to retort, but Qi Gui, who was below, came to his senses, suppressed his violently beating heart, and answered loudly, respectfully and firmly.

"For myself! I want to become stronger. Only the strong can protect this world and live up to the sword and the heart!"

A cheer suddenly rang out from beside him: "Good!"

Qi Gui turned around and saw that it was Cao Jun. He was always very lively but was moved by Qi Gui's words and he accidentally shouted out his cheers. Seeing everyone's gaze, he touched his nose awkwardly and could only smile foolishly in an attempt to get away with it.

However, this cheering woke up everyone, and they agreed with Qi Gui's words in their hearts. Many of them looked at Qi Gui without any contempt or disdain.

Nangong Xue's eyes sparkled, and the ugly birthmark could not stop her from having a good impression of Qi Gui. Thinking of the competition scene she had just seen, she felt that it would be nice if the master really accepted him as a direct disciple, so that she could spar with him every day in the future. Thinking of this, Nangong Xue looked at Xuanyuan Zhan with a coquettish look in her eyes.

Feeling his little disciple's wish, Xuanyuan Zhan felt helpless inside, but on the surface he still maintained the demeanor of a cold and aloof sword master.

"I hope you will remember what I said today. Qi Gui, are you willing to be my apprentice?"

The whole audience was in uproar. Although they had a premonition in their hearts, they could not help but feel that this great good fortune had really fallen on the head of someone they had always looked down upon. The scene was so lively that even the deacon forgot to maintain order because he was too surprised.

"The First Sword Master actually wants to accept a good-for-nothing with five spiritual roots as his personal disciple? Isn't this a huge joke?"

"Hey, let me pinch you, am I dreaming?"

"Wow, why don't you pinch yourself? Do you want me to punch you so you know if you're dreaming?"

"So Xuanyuan Sword Master accepts even those with five spiritual roots? Then wouldn't it be a great chance for me with three spiritual roots?"

"Do you think they recruit disciples based on their spiritual roots? Wake up, even if you only have one spiritual root, you still can't succeed if you don't have a good impression of someone."

After letting everyone digest the news for a moment, the leader raised his arm and a powerful pressure descended. The scene suddenly became as quiet as a chicken, and everyone's eager and gossipy eyes were all directed at the person involved.

The focus of attention - Qi Gui, was so overwhelmed by this sudden good luck that his soul was already out of his body. He came back to his senses when he felt the pressure, and after feeling a little ashamed, his eyes burst into a brilliant light.

He thought he was dust, even worse than an ant, but he didn't want to give up. Once he gave up, there would be no meaning for his existence.

Now, for the first time, he saw the bright road leading to the future. Everything that happened before seemed to have become a necessary test. He was finally able to wake up from his long nightmare, and all this was because of a word from the First Sword Master Xuanyuan Zhan.

What is redemption? For Qi Gui, it may be just a simple sentence.

He raised his slightly trembling arms, bent down to perform the disciple salute, and Qi Gui's choked voice sounded firmly.

"Disciple Qi Gui, I pay my respects to the Master..."

"I disagree!"

The young voice was transmitted accurately to the ears of all the disciples through magic, but they all thought they were hallucinating. When the headmasters and peak masters on the high platform all lowered their heads to look at the small figure in the middle, they were shocked to realize that there was nothing wrong with their ears.

Amid everyone's astonished gazes, Luo Yiyi looked up at Xuanyuan Zhan beside her and repeated every word.

"I! Don't! Agree!"