"What I am worried about right now is this." Wu Yun Liang's eyes were deep, "If Beyond the Heavens Sect can quickly grow stronger, then we can protect these female disciples from being bullied and let them find a home they want. But right now … we can only try our best!"
Kong Jing Feng sighed deeply and said, "Regarding Li Jian Yin's matter, second martial brother will definitely not let it go. What does eldest martial brother think about this? "
"Second martial brother has always been fierce and protective. This time, he will definitely make a move against Purple Bamboo Garden." Wu Yun Liang said casually, "But he also knows junior martial brother's temper, so he will only be angry and will not personally make a move. The ones who will make a move are probably second martial brother's disciples. "
"No matter who wins or loses, this time, it will be a trial for both martial brothers and sisters!" Wu Yun Liang said softly, "As long as it is not excessive, there is no need to care. If we can find a few talents in this matter, it will not be a bad thing. "
The two of them were silent. At the same time, they raised their heads and looked at the thirty names and a question mark on the wall. In a large sect of one thousand people, the two of them looked like they were looking for gold in the sand.
Only these people!
These people were the hope of Beyond the Heavens Sect. Whether it was protecting Beyond the Heavens Sect's position, attacking the seven great sects, or even entering the Lower Three Heavens and becoming the legend of Lower Three Heavens, it all depended on these people!
Thirty people and a question mark were the elites of Beyond the Heavens Sect.
For such a large sect, this was simply desolate!
Looking at these names, Kong Jing Feng was thinking about something else. Eldest Senior Brother clearly knew that Li Jian Yin was narrow-minded and had feelings for Wu Qian Qian. Yet, he still allowed him to accompany Wu Qian Qian to deliver the message. With Wu Qian Qian's beauty, she would definitely attract the admiration of some of the younger brothers. It was expected that she would cause trouble, but Eldest Senior Brother still did it.
They didn't just randomly pick a disciple from their own Gathering Clouds Peak to pass the message … Gathering Clouds Peak and Locking Clouds Peak each sent a disciple to pass the message. On the surface, it looked like they valued this matter, and also gave a lot of face to Second Senior Brother. But in reality … they were faintly intensifying the conflict between the younger generation …
Eldest martial brother … did he do it intentionally? This must be a method to deal with Second Senior Brother's Locking Clouds Peak. Kong Jing Feng looked at Wu Yun Liang's back and slowly thought to himself. Of course, he could not say this out loud …
Hopefully, he would succeed!
Kong Jing Feng thought to himself.
With a rustling sound, an almost colorless light flew in from outside the window. A small white bird landed on the table. It tilted its head and looked at the two of them with its round black eyes.
Colorless Eagle!
Both of their eyes lit up at the same time. Kong Jing Feng looked at the eagle and asked, "Big brother, could this be Iron Cloud …"
Wu Yun Liang's eyes darkened. He nodded and took out a small ball from the Colorless Eagle's body. Inside, there was a small piece of paper.
Looking at it, his expression became heavy. After a long while, he raised his eyebrows as if he had made a decision.
…
Chu Yang didn't know about these things. He also didn't know that the sect's crisis had reached such a stage. He was currently practicing martial arts.
In fact, he only knew that the sect would be destroyed in four years. But as for the reason, he didn't know. In his previous life, he was only an insignificant little brother at this time. No one told him, and with his reclusive personality, he didn't ask.
In three months, the sect's Grand Competition would begin. This competition would last for half a year. From nearly eight hundred disciples, there would be only ten left.
Then, these ten people would go through three years of arduous training. After four years, the most outstanding one would be the big brother!
But Chu Yang couldn't wait that long. He needed to establish his position in this half a year. He needed to enter Seven Shades Congregation Grounds and obtain the first fragment of Tribulation Sword.
If he wanted to do this, he needed to double his efforts! Although he had been reborn, he had nothing to rely on! Everything had to be obtained through his own sweat and sweat!
With his current strength as a fourth level Martial Disciple, even if he had experience, all his experience was just empty talk in front of his peers who were more than ten levels higher than him.
Martial arts could only be effective within a certain range. But tactics also had limitations. A trap dug by a group of children might be able to catch a rabbit, but it couldn't trap a tiger!
Chu Yang was currently practicing like a madman.
One day and one night passed, and there was no movement from Li Jian Yin's side. He only heard from Tan Tan that when Li Jian Yin was sent back, Second Martial Uncle Li Jinsong was furious and roared for a long time …
But Chu Yang didn't feel any pressure.
If the sky fell, there would be a tall one to hold it up. Right now, Shi Qian Shan was that tall one.
Let him hold it up.
Purple bamboo swayed in the wind. Chu Yang's body was like a mountain. Both his feet were stepping on a sharp stone, but his body didn't move. He maintained absolute balance in all aspects.
Shua! Shua! Shua!
The long sword at his waist was unsheathed and then sheathed again. The cycle repeated over and over again.
This simple movement, he had practiced for an entire morning. The ground under his body was already soaked with sweat.
His left foot took half a step forward. The tip of his foot pointed outwards. His right foot stood in the same place. His eyes calmly looked forward. His hand was already on the hilt of the sword. With a slight sound, he raised his hand, raised his arm, twisted his waist, and rushed forward. The light of the sword rushed forward, steadily pointing forward.
His eyes were on the same level, without the slightest tremor.
His right hand holding the sword seemed to be straight yet not straight. Obviously, he still had some strength left.
Then, the light of the sword flashed. With a light sound, the sword returned to the scabbard.
Chu Yang's eyes were fixed. Looking at his face and eyes, no one could tell whether he was satisfied with this movement or not.
Then he continued to repeat.
The same movement, dry and boring. Normal people would be tired after dozens of times. But Chu Yang, in the morning before the sun came out, had already repeated it a thousand times.
There was no longer any sweat on his body! In just one morning, his arm went from normal to sore, then lost feeling, then regained feeling, then numb again …
No matter if it was sore or numb, or breaking through the limit, or normal, he always controlled the standard of his sword.
The cyan steel sword was very ordinary. The black iron scabbard was even more ordinary.
The quiet night of the Purple Bamboo Forest was stirred up by this ordinary sword, and the sword energy was everywhere!
The sound of the sword seemed to be getting softer and softer … From the initial clear sound of a "clang" to the current soft sound of a "crack", it was almost inaudible.
Chu Yang did not stop.
Chu Yang did not realize that not long after he started practicing, in the bamboo forest several feet away from him, there was a tall figure silently watching him. Chu Yang practiced for the whole morning, and he watched for the whole morning. The morning dew had already soaked his whole body, but he seemed to be afraid of disturbing Chu Yang, and just watched quietly.
Finally, the east was slightly bright.
Chu Yang returned the sword to the scabbard for the last time, and let out a long breath. He stood quietly, and the murderous air in the air also slowly faded.
He restrained the sword intent and murderous intent in his heart.
When practicing the sword, there must be murderous intent in his heart. Only then would he constantly cultivate the sharp sword energy in his heart. This was not difficult for Chu Yang to do. As long as he thought of Shi Qian Shan and Mo Tian Ji, he would involuntarily become murderous. There was no need to deliberately cultivate it.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw that there was one more person in front of him.
"Master?" Chu Yang called out softly. This person was actually Meng Chao Ran, who had already announced that he would go into seclusion.
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