Junior Disciple C

In a side courtyard on the top of Lingxiao Jianzong Mountain.

Although the morning light was still a bit ignorant, the light had already clearly divided day and night, and this uneasy night had passed.

Although it was still early, some diligent disciples had already gotten up early to prepare for a day of cultivation, but because this remote courtyard was located in a remote place, there were no people around.

Likewise, no one lives here.

With a "squeak", the window was pushed open.

A visitor came to the side courtyard that was supposed to be deserted at some point.

The man in black clothes opened the window and leaned casually by the window.The sun shines through the windows into this dark room, which is the only source of light in the room.

And the handsome man was bathed in the morning light, leaning on the window eaves, flipping through the books in his hand, his eyebrows drooping, and his slender fingers sliding on the pages of the book.

This scene is as beautiful as a poem or painting, and the man is just like in the painting, representing the god who best interprets the word "beauty" for people.

No, he was a god.

"Shangshen." Ling Yun called out to the man standing by the window.

"En." The man responded indifferently, he was still doing his own thing, and with the sound of flipping the paper, he turned the book in his hand again.

He read quickly, and did not read the words in the book in detail, he was searching for something with a clear goal.

"What are you looking for?" Ling Yun asked while looking at the disciple list in the man's hand.

The man didn't reply, and after turning two more pages of the paper, his expression suddenly became pleasantly surprised, and he rubbed the name on the paper with his fingertips, revealing an intimacy.

He suddenly threw the book in his hand, Ling Yun reached out to catch it, the book was still the page that the man was reading.

The roster of disciples of Lingxiao Sword Sect is very complete, including the disciples' entry time, talents and portraits.

Ling Yun looked at the portrait on the book, it was a somewhat familiar face.

When he left the secret place of the floating island, he went to meet the person specially.

This person's resume is very mediocre, he started three years ago, did not make any outstanding achievements, and his talent is average, he only managed to reach the third level of Qi refining in three years, which is a proper bottom level.

As for the others, their appearance and family background are so ordinary that they cannot be more ordinary. If there is any bright spot or strange thing about this mediocre resume that is not worth mentioning, it is that a month ago, the person on the resume suddenly Changed name.

Changed from a rustic name to the current "Feng Ye", although it is a bit abrupt, it is not too strange. After entering the fairy gate, there are many people who will change their names. After seeing the vast world, no one I still want to bear that extremely tacky name.

Changing the name itself is not strange, but for an imposter, changing the name on purpose is very strange.

Bearing the original name is the best choice. It is low-key and unobtrusive. If you spend a lot of effort to change your name, it will easily attract the attention of others, and then your identity will be discovered.

Why would he do this?

Before Ling Yun could ask, the man said it himself, and he said with a low smile, "He's leading me out."

As for Jianmu, Feng Ye didn't just waste a month after his first search in Ji Chengyue's room was fruitless. Although it was feasible to sit back and wait, it was too passive, so he thought of a way to lure the snake out of the hole.

And this name is the bait for attracting snakes. If the person behind the scenes is as he thinks, he must know this name, and he will definitely do something after hearing this name.

And once there is a movement, it is easy to be noticed, this is his opportunity.

He put himself on the bright side to induce the other party to expose it together.

Unfortunately......

"It's a pity that we're not in Lingxiao Sword Sect this month." The man shook his head regretfully, otherwise he wouldn't have discovered Feng Ye in the secret realm of the floating island.

So Feng Ye's attempt to lure the enemy didn't have any effect, and he never explained the reason for changing his name to anyone, just like many other seemingly useless actions he did.

Ling Yun compared the time. Indeed, he came back to Lingxiao Sword Sect just before Feng Ye came back. He went to another place after searching to no avail, and happened to miss Feng Ye.

Ling Yun closed the roster and put it aside, there was no useful information on it.

He didn't speak again, and neither did the man.

The man was still standing by the window eaves, he blocked his eyes with his hands, watching the few rays of light passing through his fingers.

He suddenly clenched his fist and clenched his fingers tightly, as if he wanted to hold the light in his hand.

But when I opened my hand again, there was nothing.

At the same time, his originally clear figure suddenly collapsed slightly, starting from the very end of his body, his fingertips turned into black mist.

The man stared at the changes in his hand and sighed: "It's time."

At the same time as the voice fell, the human figure had completely disappeared, and there was no longer the perfect portrait-like person who was just standing there, only a cloud of black, shapeless mist.

The black mist surged in the room for a while, then rushed towards Ling Yun, entered from the cuffs, and hid in Ling Yun's wide robe, without a trace.

Ling Yun straightened his cuffs, and at the same time he finished tidying up, footsteps came from outside the door.

Xue Ren carefully avoided the rest of the people and came to this remote courtyard. Before opening the door, he checked the surroundings to make sure that no one was paying attention before pushing the door open.

After closing the door, he turned around and bowed to the only man in the room: "God."

The man in the black robe didn't move much, and the masked face didn't recognize the expression.

Xue Renxing's salute was not directed at him, but at the one hidden on Ling Yun's body.

"Is there a result?" A tiny wisp of black mist emerged from Ling Yun's neckline, like a poisonous snake wrapped around its neck.

"Yes, God." Although Xue Ren pretended to be submissive and dare not look directly at him, he secretly glanced at the other party while speaking.

However, the poisonous snake-like black mist seemed to be aware of his gaze, and the black mist suddenly stretched forward a few inches, as if spitting out a message.

Xue Ren immediately looked away, not daring to look any further.Whether it was the night in Beihai City or the history a hundred years ago, he had experienced the strength of the opponent.

He roughly recounted the conversation he had just had with Ji Chengyue, and deduced: "I told my master what God you taught me. According to my understanding of my master, I have [-]% of his expression. Be sure, he really has Jianmu as you speculated."

"Very good." The man praised, and then ordered: "Go and fetch the building wood for me, no matter what method you use."

Xue Ren's heart moved when he heard this. Last time he was too shocked to see the other party suddenly, so the God of War told him to find Jian Mu, and he agreed in a hurry.

But now the other party asked him to fetch Jianmu again, he couldn't help but have a question in his heart, Xue Ren tentatively said: "God, do you need me to destroy Jianmu directly for you?"

A black snake-like mist clung to Ling Yun's neck. After hearing Xue Ren's words, he immediately denied, "No, it's not necessary."

And emphatically emphasized: "You have to bring Jianmu to me intact."

What does Ying Long want Jianmu to do?Obviously he was the one who destroyed Jianmu a hundred years ago.The doubts in Xue Ren's heart grew, but he remained calm on the surface and did not show the slightest sign.

Xue Ren put down the doubts first, and replied respectfully: "I will definitely do my best, but..."

His expression seemed a bit embarrassed: "Although I am the master's direct disciple, I have limited power after all, and Jianmu doesn't know where the master is hiding. I'm afraid it's not easy to search..."

There is something in his words, the power of a direct disciple is limited, and the power of becoming the head will naturally be greater.This is to remind the other party not to forget their agreement, Xue Ren helped them find Jianmu, and they helped him become the head of Lingxiao Sword Sect.

The black snake stretched forward along Ling Yun's neck, the black mist stretched, and the snake's body suddenly became very long. He came to Xue Ren, and of course he understood what Xue Ren said. This human being is complicated, but complicated. It is easy to understand at the same time.

Because he has seen too many people like this.

Black Snake spat out the letter and said with a smile: "What you did has revealed traces, Ji Chengyue has already suspected you, and it is impossible to expect your master to pass on the headship to you willingly."

Xue Ren's eyes flashed, and he argued: "But he believed my words..."

"He didn't believe it." Before Xue Ren finished speaking, Ling Yun interrupted.

The difference between this hoarse voice and Ying Long's was so obvious that Xue Ren immediately realized that it was the man in black robe who was speaking. He looked at the man in black robe who seldom spoke, and asked doubtfully, "How do you know?"

"I understand him." Ling Yun replied.

His tone was still very calm, like a pool of stagnant water without any familiarity of mentioning the old man.

But Xue Ren was a little funny when he heard this reason. He has been mentoring with his master for more than 20 years. This person who doesn't know where he came from dares to say that he knows his master better than himself?

However, the black snake coiled around Ling Yun's neck agreed with him: "He's right, Ji Chengyue didn't believe you, he just didn't want to kill you. But..."

"Hehe." Black Snake said with a low smile: "Your master doesn't want to put you to death, but it doesn't mean that he won't take other methods to restrain you. Don't say that you can't get the position of head, can you be in the rest of your life?" Freedom of movement is still unknown."

Seeing Xue Ren's expression of disbelief, Black Snake said simply: "If you don't believe me, you can go out and see for yourself. It's dawn, and your master is about to take action."

At the same time as the voice fell, the tightly closed door was suddenly opened by an invisible force.

With a "squeak", the door opened like a silent invitation.

Xue Ren's Adam's apple rolled, and he suppressed his ups and downs. He glanced at the man in black robe and the black snake clinging to his neck, then turned his head and walked out of the room.

He didn't go too far, when he saw a disciple who was walking in a hurry, before he could stop him to ask questions, the other party stopped and said: "Elder brother, I was just looking for you, the head of the sect has just issued an order, saying that after three days Hold a trial ceremony, and your junior brother Cao Zirui will challenge the thousand-level stone ladder."

After one sentence, Xue Ren was shocked.Thousands of stone ladders and hundreds of checkpoints have always been the ceremony for Lingxiao Sword Sect to select the next head. This move is tantamount to announcing to the world that Cao Zirui is the next head.

But what shocked him even more was yet to come.

The disciple continued: "The head also ordered me to tell you that you should pack your bags for the next two days, and after three days, as soon as the trial ceremony is over, you can go to the cold mountain secret realm to practice in seclusion."

Although the Cold Mountain Secret Realm is also a small world, it is not quite the same as the Floating Island Secret Realm.In the secret realm of the floating island, there is rich aura and lush vegetation, but in the secret realm of the Cold Mountain, there is nothing except the snowstorm.

This kind of bitter cold and desperate situation extremely tempers one's heart and willpower. Many people who want to break through themselves will choose to enter this secret place to practice hard.

Once the Cold Mountain Secret Realm is entered, it will take at least ten years to come out, during which time it can only be trapped inside.The master ordered him to go, saying it was for spiritual practice, but in fact it was similar to house arrest.

Everything was said by the other party...

Xue Ren didn't know what he said to the disciple who sent the letter, but he probably also realized that his expression was ugly, or scary.Because the disciple who delivered the letter was trembling with fear.

Xue Ren didn't care about him, he didn't care whether he still wore the mask of a good old man, so he just walked back in a daze.

His master's move has already shown that he has completely given up on himself.

Drive myself to the cold mountain secret place to practice hard for ten years, and in these ten years, Cao Zirui will definitely secure the position of the next head.

He, Xue Ren, became a complete loser, like a male lion who was driven away after failing to compete for the lion king, desolate and pitiful.

"It's so pitiful..." The man's low laughter sounded from his ears, Xue Ren suddenly turned his head and looked at the side of his neck.

The black mist that had been wrapping around the man in black robe came to him at some point. At this moment, the black snake-like mist wrapped around his neck, whispering in his ear: "Xue Ren, you know why the dormant Was the Burning Sky Bow awakened in your hands?"

"Is it because of the materials you used to awaken the magic weapon?" Black Snake asked himself and answered: "No, it's not. There are many people who have tried to awaken the Burning Sky Bow, and the materials they used are no worse than yours, but they all Failed, only you succeeded. Do you want to know why?"

"Why?" Xue Ren couldn't help asking, attracted by the other party's topic.

"Because I chose you, Xue Ren." Black Snake smiled.

"What about a single spiritual root? Xue Ren, your master is incompetent and can't see your talent at all. You have never been inferior to your junior brother. You are the real man of destiny! You should be the next head!" Black Snake suddenly raised his voice.

This voice knocked on Xue Ren's heart and resonated, yes, he should be the next head!

"Now your junior brother wants to take everything away from you, and your master wants to put you under house arrest. Xue Ren, what should you do?"

"Fuck it!" Xue Ren cursed harshly.

"Hehe, that's right." Black Snake's voice was equally stern, and he ordered: "Go and take back everything you deserve!"

Xue Ren's chest was constantly rising and falling due to excessive emotions. Although he was full of anger, unwillingness, and resentment, these emotions did not completely crowd out his brain, and he still had some rationality.

He looked at his hands and murmured, "I can't do it..."

With the strength of his Jindan period, it is impossible to take back the position of leader by means of robbery.

The black snake suddenly swam on his body along his robe, and he came to Xue Ren and promised, "I will help you."

"I will give you the power of God of War to help you get the headship, and then..." Black Snake laughed uncontrollably: "You won Jianmu for me."

"Deal." Xue Ren clenched his fists and said with a smile.

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