Offering my divine power to break my karma

At this time, the big screen outside the Sword Formation Management Building was crowded with people, and was already filled with disciples who came to watch the fun.

A large screen appeared outside the sword formation management building, which proved that there were disciples in the sword formation trying to break the sword formation record.

The last time the big screen appeared was a hundred years ago. The sect master's eldest disciple, Nangong Jinxuan, who was also the eldest senior brother of the younger generation of Qingyun Sect, had broken through from the eighth level to the sixteenth level of the sword formation with the cultivation level of the middle stage of the Jindan realm, successfully breaking the record that Jindan disciples were only suitable for training in the eighth to fifteenth levels of the sword formation.

At that time, in front of the big screen, many disciples watched the name that they were familiar with and admired, lighting up from the eighth floor all the way to the fifteenth floor. Then, under everyone's nervous and expectant gazes, the moment the sixteenth floor was successfully lit up, the surrounding disciples were so excited that some disciples with low tear points even cried for joy, as if they were the ones who had successfully made it from the eighth floor to the sixteenth floor.

Now, the big screen appeared again, and the familiar name Murong Ling successfully lit up the first seven floors.

Zero had unknowingly accumulated a large group of fans, and they immediately explained the situation in the communication jade slip. Everyone rushed to the scene together, looking at the name with nervous anticipation, hoping that she could successfully light up the eighth floor.

In fact, these disciples themselves didn’t know why they were so expectant.

Perhaps, you hope that the people you admire can do what you cannot do?

On the top floor of the Sword Formation Management Building, in front of a water mirror that acts like a surveillance camera and can check the status of all the disciples who are training in the sword formation, Qingze Qingyu looked at the guy with the silver mask on his face with a complicated expression. He was obviously covered in blood and looked miserable, but there was no trace of cowardice or retreat in his eyes. Instead, he was full of excitement and enthusiasm. He was about to break through the eighth floor of the sword formation... that little kid.

Qingze turned to look at Qingyu beside him and asked in a complicated tone:

"If I am not mistaken, this is your lousy... third disciple, right?"

The word "broken child" almost came out of his mouth.

It's no wonder Qingze asked this question. Even though it's only been a year since I last saw this kid, and even though the silver mask on his face is very recognizable...

But, the one in my memory, at least on the surface, looked like a cold and distant kid, with eyes that were completely devoid of warmth, and a fierce and terrifying aura all over his body, like a demon crawling out of hell, and the kind of demon that didn't care about its life.

The difference between the two was so great that Qingze was a little bit unable to recognize him.

After all, Qingze had never seen Zero fight, let alone see Zero fighting to the death. He was really scared when he saw it for the first time.

To be honest, if there weren't other peak masters and elders around who had heard the news and rushed over, Qingze would have wanted to pull Qingyu aside and ask him, "Is there something wrong with your third disciple? For example, is he a little perverted or something? Otherwise, why does that kid have such a scary look at such a young age?"

Hearing the unconfident tone of his senior brother, Qingyu turned around and saw the expression of shock, astonishment, confusion, worry and other complex emotions mixed together on his senior brother's face. Qingyu tilted his head in confusion.

What's that expression, brother? Why is it so complicated?

Also, brother, you haven’t seen that kid for only a year, how come you seem to not recognize him?

Could it be that the psychological shadow left by the bad boy in the formation was not big enough? Did he not leave a deep impression in his heart?

This won't do. I'll have to let the kid visit his senior brothers more often. Although the kid's talent is one in a hundred or even ten thousand, his future cannot be determined by talent alone. He also needs connections and resources.

It just so happened that the senior brother had a lot of connections and resources. The little girl should go to the senior brother more often and leave a good impression on him. Then, the little girl could also get connections and resources from her sect leader, the uncle.

Qingze...

I "thank" your ancestors for eighteen generations.

Although he was calculating in his mind, Qingyu still nodded seriously.

"Exactly."

Although he only answered with two words, his tone could not hide his pride and honor.

Qingze: “…”

After receiving his junior apprentice's affirmative answer and seeing his junior apprentice's terrifying eyes and desperate look without any reaction to his third apprentice, Qingze was silent for a long time, and then said in a firm tone:

"This kid...is very talented, very good."

"Train him well. As long as he doesn't go astray, he will definitely be the pillar of our Qingyun Sect in the future."

After saying this, Qingze turned his head and looked at Qingyu with burning eyes.

A good seedling, a good seedling, a good seedling for the next generation of our Qingyun Sect, a good seedling that will allow us to retire early, Junior Brother! So the key is to cultivate her well, don't let her go astray, Junior Brother! If the child has any psychological problems, they must be discovered and treated early, Junior Brother!

Qingyu: "..."

Meeting the burning gaze of his senior brother, Qingyu turned his face away, pretending not to understand his senior brother's eyes.

As for whether the child has any psychological problems, is his eyes a little abnormal or crazy?

What a joke. The little brat is a sword cultivator. If they are not crazy, how can there be the term "sword maniac" or "sword devil"?

Practicing sword skills every day is boring and tiring, and the progress is slow. How can they not go crazy? They are just forcing themselves to do it. Besides, they are just a little crazy. As long as it doesn't harm others, it doesn't matter if they go crazy.

Although he didn't care about the crazy look of the third disciple, he still said:

"This child has good talent. Don't worry, Senior Brother. Yu will train this child well."

Senior brother is old, so you should still follow him. Well, it is definitely not because I am afraid that he will trap me and beat me after I refute him.

Qingze: “…”

Qingze, who had no idea what his junior fellow apprentice was really thinking, nodded in satisfaction when he saw that his junior fellow apprentice agreed with him and expressed his willingness to train the next generation of the sect well.

Well, he is worthy of being my good junior brother. He is so obedient.

At this time, Qingze had already forgotten that the good seedling in the water mirror and the good junior brother beside him might cause him a series of love-hate entanglements in the future that would give him headaches.

While the two brothers were thinking about their own things, Ling successfully broke through the eighth level of the sword formation.

Outside the sword formation management building, when the name Murong Ling successfully lit up the eighth level of the sword formation on the big screen, the surrounding disciples cheered enthusiastically.

"I made it through, I made it through!"

“I’ve really made it through the eighth floor!”

"Senior Sister Murong is awesome!"

……

Qingyu Qingze, as well as several peak masters and elders of Qingyun Sect stood in front of the water mirror, listening to the cheers of the disciples outside the management building, and looking at the poor kid in the water mirror, who was only fifteen years old and whose cultivation was only in the middle stage of foundation building, rushing out of the eighth floor covered in blood and standing at the entrance of the ninth floor. Everyone couldn't help but smile with relief.

Great, great. Their Qingyun Sect’s younger generation already has four geniuses: Nangong Jinxuan and Li Yunji under the Sect Master, and Jin Heng and Hua Yanjun under the Master Qingyu. Now there is another genius. The future of Qingyun Sect is really promising.

"As expected of you, you are the disciple of Master Qingyu. You are truly a young talent!"

An elder couldn't help but praise out loud.

The others couldn't help but agree upon hearing this, and for a moment, the top floor of the Sword Array Management Building, where many big shots gathered, became Zero's place to brag.

While everyone was immersed in the joy of the sect's new talent, Qingyu, who was standing by, looked at Ling in the water mirror and saw that he had not yet withdrawn from the sword formation, and could not help but frowning.

I always feel that this kid is going to cause trouble.

Turning around and seeing his junior fellow apprentice frowning, Qingze suppressed the smile on his face and followed Qingyu's gaze to look at Ling in the water mirror.

Then, Qingze saw that the kid was standing at the entrance to the ninth level of the sword formation. He calmly swallowed several pills in a row, then adjusted his body to the best condition. Then, he stepped into the ninth level of the sword formation with excitement in his eyes.

Qingyu: “!”

It turns out that he is going to cause trouble!

Qingze: “!”

The peak masters and elders: "!"

Damn, brat!