There was a group of people whispering in the plaza in front of the Green Light Hall. In the crowd, there were ten disciples wrapped in bandages, obviously injured. Yue Qianchou ran into the crowd, and when the crowd saw him, they all opened up a path.
A few injured elders were sitting cross-legged on the ground, and behind them, there were people treating their injuries. In the middle, a person was lying, his body covered with a white cloth. Yue Qianchou, who rushed into the crowd, calmed down at this moment. His gaze coldly swept across the injured elders, and his master was not among them. His gaze fell on the white cloth, and his face twitched as he slowly walked over.
In an instant, the plaza became incomparably quiet, and a few hundred pairs of eyes silently followed his footsteps. Yue Qianchou squatted down, and the hand that stretched towards the white cloth trembled uncontrollably. The knuckles that pinched the corner of the white cloth were abnormally pale, and as if he was carrying a heavy object, he slowly lifted it up.
The sloppy old man's familiar face entered his eyes as the white cloth was lifted up. The past was still vivid in his mind, but the amiable old man was no longer breathing … Ah! Your cultivation speed is godly. This time's' New Talent Assembly ', I want to rely on Sect Leader Shixiong to help out, so tomorrow I will lead a team with a few other shixiong. When the time comes, when the Foundation Building Pills are distributed, you have the nerve to ask for one or two, to prepare for your Foundation Building.
Master's words when they parted seemed to be right next to his ears. Looking at the old man's deathly pale face, and that smear of dried blood at the corner of his mouth, Yue Qianchou's heart was bleeding. If it wasn't for him, Master definitely wouldn't participate in some bullshit 'New Talent Assembly', and also wouldn't …
The squatting Yue Qianchou had already unknowingly knelt down. His trembling hands carefully covered the white cloth, as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping old man. He suddenly opened up his arms, clenched his fists, and raised his head to the sky, shouting soundlessly, without making a single sound. His white teeth looked abnormally eerie under the sunlight, and the veins on his neck popped out.
Suddenly, under the gaze of the crowd, the kneeling Yue Qianchou actually spat out a mouthful of blood. The few elders who were treating the injured turned their heads in unison when they heard the voice. Their eyes were filled with surprise. Some of the female disciples couldn't help but cry out in surprise. They'd never imagined that there would actually be such a deep relationship between master and disciple in the cultivation world that was cold and emotionless. Everyone sighed endlessly when they thought about how Aung Kwang-tsung's trash life wouldn't be any better if he left the protection of his Master.
Qu Ping'er, who was standing in the crowd, could no longer associate the peeping Tom with Yue Qianchou, who was vomiting blood in front of her. Recalling that the two peerless songs came from this person, she could not help but tear up, her eyes filled with pity.
"The Sect Leader is here!" someone shouted. Sect Master Liu Changqing walked out of the Cyan Light Palace, and the group of Elders who walked out behind him all had ashen faces. Liu Changqing stood in front of Yue Qianchou and stopped. His eyes swept over the blood on the ground and looked at the bloodstain at the corner of Yue Qianchou's mouth. He sighed and said, "Since it has already happened, Martial Nephew, please restrain your grief!"
Yue Qianchou, who was kneeling there, didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard the voice. He just said in a frighteningly calm voice, "I just want to know what's going on."
Everyone was slightly shocked. They didn't expect that he didn't even have the slightest bit of respect in front of the Sect Leader. You're a trash without the protection of your Master. Do you still want to mingle in Aung Kwang-tsung in the future?
A handsome young man walked out of the crowd and walked toward Yue Qianchou with a face full of anger. Liu Changqing looked at the kneeling man and frowned slightly. He then stopped the handsome young man with his eyes. Those who knew the young man knew that he was the Sect Leader's grandson, the outstanding talent among his peers, Liu Zhengguang. His appearance caused many female disciples to have a strange look in their eyes. They looked at him with affection. Qu Ping 'er was the same.
Sect Leader Liu Changqing said to an old man beside him in a deep voice, "Junior Martial Brother! I'll let you tell everyone what happened! "The old man nodded and told the story with a livid face.
It turned out that Aung Kwang-tsung found a spirit herb on his way back from the New Talent Assembly. It was called the Seven Color Lingzhi. What was the Seven Color Lingzhi? It was a spirit herb of the heavens and earth. It was a treasure that cultivators dreamed of. If it could be used in a pill to help cultivators advance, it would almost certainly help them advance. How could a cultivator not regard such a thing as a treasure?
And the one who found it was Yue Qianchou's Master, Hao Sansi. Just when Aung Kwang-tsung was celebrating, he bumped into the Da Luo Sect who came later. The cultivation world was a place where the strong preyed on the weak. When they saw such a treasure, the Da Luo Sect immediately said that they were the first to find it. The two sides immediately clashed. The Da Luo Sect was ranked second in the cultivation world of the Hua Xia Empire. Aung Kwang-tsung was barely ranked sixth. Naturally, the latter was no match for the former. Hao Sansi, who had the spirit herb, was the first to bear the brunt. In the end, not only were the elders of Aung Kwang-tsung injured, some of the participating disciples were also injured. Hao Sansi, who was eager to protect the spirit herb, was seriously injured by the elders of Da Luo Sect. In the end, the spirit herb was snatched by the Da Luo Sect. Hao Sansi died before he could return to Aung Kwang-tsung.
After hearing this, the disciples of Aung Kwang-tsung in front of the hall were in an uproar. They all condemned the Da Luo Sect. Yue Qianchou's face was so cold that it could freeze.
Sect Leader Liu Changqing's eyes swept across the crowd and said in a deep voice, "It's a pity that I, Aung Kwang-tsung, am not as strong as the Da Luo Sect. Sigh! This matter has been reported to the seniors in seclusion at the back of the mountain. Their intention is to look at the bigger picture and ask us to endure the humiliation and not be impulsive. This matter will be handed over to the abbot of the Cultivation Alliance to uphold justice. "
The disciples who had been quiet were in an uproar again. Everyone knew that the Cultivation Alliance was just a puppet. They would only speak up for the stronger side. If they were to handle this matter, there would be no justice to speak of.
The voices grew louder and louder. Liu Changqing frowned and snorted. His cold eyes swept across the crowd, and the front of the hall suddenly became silent. Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out. Everyone looked over in shock.
"Hehe! Da Luo Sect! " Yue Qianchou, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up and stared straight at Liu Changqing. Without any respect, he asked, "Is this the decision of the sect?" Not only Liu Changqing, but the faces of the elders also changed.
The Aung Kwang-tsung disciples all took a deep breath. They thought to themselves that this trash had the guts to speak to the Sect Leader like this. He really didn't want to live anymore. Qu Pinger's face was also filled with worry.
"How dare you! How dare you be disrespectful to the Sect Leader! "Liu Zhengguang, who was at the side, took a few steps forward and slashed at Yue Qianchou with his palm. None of the Sect Leader Liu Changqing and the elders in front of the hall tried to stop him.
"Hmph!" Yue Qianchou snorted coldly. He raised his Mysterious Heaven Skill to the extreme and met the attack with his palm. Everyone was shocked. This trash actually dared to fight with Liu Zhengguang. As for the famous Aung Kwang-tsung Liu Zhengguang, Yue Qianchou also knew him. However, he was not the kind of person who would not fight back when he was beaten. Moreover, his master was already dead. How could he care so much?
"Bang!" The two palms collided with a loud sound. Both of them were pushed back at the same time. However, Yue Qianchou was pushed back a few more steps.
Silence. Absolute silence. Not only the Aung Kwang-tsung disciples, the Sect Leader and the elders were all dumbfounded. Even Liu Zhengguang who attacked looked at his own palm in disbelief.
This trash actually hid his strength so deeply. Anyone could see that the person who attacked just now was not an ordinary person. At the very least, he was a Qi Training Level 4 cultivator. All the disciples' mouths were wide open. The Sect Leader and the elders were stunned. Even with their cultivation, they couldn't see that Yue Qianchou had already stepped into the door of cultivation.
How could this be? How could someone without the foundation of cultivation be able to step into the door of cultivation? This was an unchanging rule since ancient times. Today, it was actually broken! In an instant, some of the elders' faces became fiery. One must know that many of them had families in the secular world. Unfortunately, without the foundation of cultivation, they died of old age. In front of them was a chance to solve this mystery.
That palm just now, Yue Qianchou actually had a bit of an advantage. His Qi Training Level 5 could almost match a Qi Training Level 6 cultivator. Moreover, he used his full strength. And Liu Zhengguang only wanted to casually teach him a lesson. He never thought of injuring him. After all, this was in front of everyone. Otherwise, with Yue Qianchou's Qi Training Level 5 cultivation, how could he push back Liu Zhengguang who was in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment with one palm? This was the same logic as an adult who wasn't prepared to stand still. He could also be pushed back by a child.
Yue Qianchou's palm was not easy to take. The blood in his body was churning. After a long time, he finally calmed down. He stared at Liu Zhengguang and sneered, "You, a tenth generation disciple, actually dared to attack Martial Uncle. Hehe! You really have guts. Could it be that just because your grandfather is the Sect Leader, you don't put Aung Kwang-tsung's rules in your eyes? I want to see if this sect rule is set by your family! I want to see if Aung Kwang-tsung is opened by your family! I want to see how Aung Kwang-tsung will deal with you! "
No one could take such a big hat being put on them. Liu Zhenguang's face instantly turned pale after hearing the three consecutive "I want to see". Everyone looked at Sect Leader Liu Zhangqing. The latter's face was gloomy. His eyes suddenly emitted two rays of light as he stared at Yue Qianchou. He then stared at Liu Zhengguang and shouted, "Kneel!"
Plop! His grandson obediently knelt in front of his grandfather. The latter's chest rose and fell obviously. At this time, an Elder stood up and said, "Since this is Zhengguang's first offense, and it was done in a moment of desperation to protect the Sect Leader's prestige, it was purely an unintentional act. I hope Sect Leader will be lenient."
"Sect Master, please be lenient with your punishment!" Another few Elders pleaded together.
Liu Changqing's face finally calmed down. He stared at his grandson and said in a deep voice, "According to the sect rules, your cultivation should be abolished and you should be kicked out of the sect. But for the sake of the Elders, you will be fined ten years' worth of Spiritual Stones and be punished to copy the sect rules ten thousand times. Do you accept this? "
Liu Zhengguang did not dare to have any other opinions. If his cultivation was really abolished and he was kicked out of the sect, it would really be worse than death. He quickly kowtowed and said, "I am willing to accept the punishment!"
Sect Leader Liu Changqing nodded and said to Yue Qianchou meaningfully, "According to the sect rules, you should be punished for looking down on your elders. Martial nephew! Do you think it is fair for me to deal with it like this? " His words were clearly telling Yue Qianchou that he was also suspected of being disrespectful to the Sect Leader just now. He did not punish him, so he should stop holding on to his grandson.
"Hehe!" Yue Qianchou sneered noncommittally. He turned around and carried his Master's body, then strode away. The crowd made a path. Liu Zhengguang looked at Yue Qianchou's back with resentment.
The crowd secretly shook their heads and sighed in their hearts. Yue Qianchou had really offended the Liu family today. He would have a good time in the future! What they did not know was that Yue Qianchou had already planned to go all out. He was prepared to hide in the golden bead if he could not win. You can bite me!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
