"Burial Tablet Cliff … This brat is really daring!"
Lu Qing was so angry that his teeth hurt.
He thought that Xie Tian, who did not go to the Ancient Sky Stairway, had only chosen a strange place to train in seclusion and did not cause any trouble. He did not expect Chu Mo to say something so shocking.
"He can even collapse Burial Tablet Cliff, this little bastard is really asking for … huh?"
Lu Qing, who was gritting his teeth and cursing, was suddenly startled.
"Burial Tablet Cliff … how, how did he collapse it?"
He knew very well what Burial Tablet Cliff was used for.
It was a place where the lowest standard to enter the Human-Demon Battlefield was to oppress the Dao Pond.
"Not to mention that the one who built Burial Tablet Cliff was a Great Emperor, to collapse Burial Tablet Cliff, the level of the Dao Pond must be higher than what Burial Tablet Cliff can bear …"
Lu Qing frowned.
When Xie Tian was undergoing his tribulation, he was watching it from below, although for some reason he could not see it clearly …
But whether it was what he saw or the uncontrollable Daozu aura that Xie Tian released immediately after his tribulation, it showed that Xie Tian's Dao Pond was not the best.
Even according to the Dao Pond evaluation standard of the Nine Heavens, Xie Tian's Dao Pond could only be rated as second-grade!
"How could a second-grade Dao Pond collapse Burial Tablet Cliff …"
This time Lu Qing could not sit still.
First, he could not believe it, and second …
"Could it be that Feiyang was able to collapse Burial Tablet Cliff because of the place in his Dao Pond that we do not understand?"
Lu Qing frowned like never before.
When they first discovered Lu Feiyang, they knew that the young master of the Lu Family, who had blossomed endlessly in the ancient times, was gone.
What replaced him was a young master with such poor aptitude that it made people want to cry but have no tears.
But after a few hundred years, their views had undergone a tremendous change.
But no matter how their views changed, one thing did not change.
Regardless of whether the current Xie Tian was stronger than the ancient Lu Feiyang in many aspects, whether it was aptitude, cultivation foundation, or battle prowess, they were all incomparable.
To put it simply, the current Xie Tian was no longer the Primordial Manifestation Physique that had been born as an immortal in ancient times. He was just an extremely ordinary member of the multitude of living beings.
He wasn't the only one who believed that. The other four and even five Patriarchs of the Lu Family firmly believed that.
But now, the collapse of the Burial Tablet Cliff had the power to overturn this rock!
Because the power that destroyed Burial Tablet Cliff came from talent! It came from the foundation of one's cultivation!
"Only when one's aptitude and cultivation base complement each other can the power of cultivation be used to destroy the Burial Tablet Cliff!"
Lu Qing stood up excitedly!
However, even though he was pleasantly surprised, there was more confusion in his eyes.
"How did Feiyang do it?"
Sometimes, the outcome wasn't the most attractive part, but the process.
"So, you rejected that Elder Mu?" Xie Tian didn't know how to answer about Burial Tablet Cliff, so he changed the topic. "How did you reject him? Tell me."
Chu Mo was taken aback. He shook his head with a wry smile. "I didn't reject him, but I have a chance to reject him now!"
"What chance?"
"The Hunyuan Immortal Sect's array is too big this time, so they want to use this opportunity to hold a friendly match," Chu Mo said excitedly. Chu Mo said excitedly, "Furthermore, they've spread the word that whoever can become the champion of this competition will receive a surprise from Elder Mu!"
"So …" Xie Tian asked suspiciously, "You want this surprise, Fellow Daoist?"
"Yes!" Chu Mo nodded. "I'd rather use this surprise in exchange for my freedom!"
Xie Tian came to a realization and smiled. "Then I shall wish you good luck …"
"Hey, hey, hey, boss, this isn't something that can be done with just a blessing …" Chu Mo didn't expect Lu Qing to be so mischievous. He quickly said, "If … Fellow Daoist doesn't help me, I won't win even if you beat me to death!"
Xie Tian was speechless when he heard this.
After listening to everyone outside the pagoda, he entered the pagoda with the intention of asking for advice.
He really wanted to learn something from Chu Mo, the prodigy that everyone was talking about.
In the end, he met someone who was so humble that he was abnormally ruthless.
"Sigh, perhaps he's praised by everyone because of this humility …"
With that thought in mind, Xie Tian knew that he had to communicate with Chu Mo in a different way. He immediately cupped his fists and said, "What are you talking about, Fellow Daoist? In terms of cultivation base, I'm a few levels lower than you, let alone in terms of battle prowess. I don't dare to help you, but if you want to spar with me, I'd be more than happy to."
"Ah …"
Chu Mo was stunned, and his heart was filled with admiration for Lu Qing.
"As expected of a big shot. He's so humble. His success isn't without reason …"
With that thought in mind, Chu Mo was no longer in the mood to correct Xie Tian's view of himself. He immediately said, "Fellow Daoist, to tell you the truth, although I've been in the Devouring Field of the Human-Demon War, I've never fought with the Demons. My killing intent is really unsightly, I wonder if Brother …"
"Oh …" Xie Tian touched his nose and smiled. "To tell you the truth, I do have some experience, but because my cultivation base is too low, I always have to use some underhanded methods."
"That's even better!" Chu Mo was overjoyed. "Although sparring and discussing about Dao requires a restriction on cultivation base, there's no restriction on methods and experience. If Fellow Daoist can teach me something new about battle, I'll be very grateful. I'm willing to worship Fellow Daoist as a big shot, and from then on …"
"Alright, alright, it's just sparring." Seeing that Chu Mo was bringing up the past again, Xie Tian hurriedly interrupted him awkwardly. "Time is of the essence. Fellow Daoist, shall we start now?"
The sparring had just begun …
Mu Zun, who was guarding the entrance of Lu Qing's cave abode, was chased away by Yuan Shang.
As the sect master of the Hunyuan Immortal Sect, although he was a little jealous of the current Mu Zun, he still understood the big picture.
"Now that Lord Lu Qing has come for you, this gathering and the sparring that follows must end in the most perfect manner. Only then will Lord Lu Qing's mood not be dampened. You don't have to worry about serving Lord Lu Qing. Go!"
Mu Zun did not expose the sect master's intentions of currying favor with Lu Qing. He gratefully excused himself. Before long, he was called over by the alliance's higher-ups, who had been waiting for a long time.
With Lu Qing's participation in the gathering, Mu Zun's status in the higher-ups' eyes grew heavier.
After a round of sincere congratulations, there were all sorts of sincere concerns and suggestions, as well as discussions about the matter that they were most concerned about.
"The matter of First Elder's conferment is almost done. Now, all that's left is the sparring …"
"First Elder, if I, Yu Lan, am not wrong, that Chu Mo will most likely participate in the sparring in exchange for First Elder's favor!"
"However, according to First Elder, this Chu Mo lacks battle experience. It'll be a little difficult for him to become the champion and kneel before First Elder …"
"Sigh, this is just a small matter. When the time comes, we can instruct our disciples to put on a show. How difficult will it be for Chu Mo to ascend to the top? As for our matter … "
"Haha, with Lord Lu Qing overseeing things, this situation will be unstoppable. Who will be able to stop him?"
"Even the heavens are on my side!"
…
Mu Zun responded to the various big shots' suggestions with a smile on his face. No one knew that his heart had turned cold because of Lu Qing's arrival and Lu Qing's interest in the Heart Bewitching Formation.
Just like that, two days passed. As expected, the absent-minded Yu Lan received news that Chu Mo had registered to participate in the sparring. His heavy heart relaxed a little.
"Compared to Xun Song, Chu Mo is more to the Old Man's liking …"
As he murmured, Mu Zun stroked the Taiyi Source-Seeking Art jade talisman in his hand. His eyes flickered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
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