It was only after Yun Qing went up the mountain that she discovered that there were many more disciples on Moonwatching Peak.
Almost all of them have entered the Tao, but the lineages they practice are not the few orthodox lineages, but other branches. It seems that they are all new inner disciples. Seeing a girl like her in ragged clothes and covered in blood walking up the mountain, these young devil disciples all looked sideways, and there were a lot of noisy discussions around her.
Yun Qing always likes to be quiet, so Yuan Mozun followed her will and sent all the disciples on the mountain to other main peaks, but she didn't expect that this place would become such a mess after only a few days of walking. Yun Qing felt that Qianyuan Mozun's attitude had changed. He might want Yun Qing to take on this part of the responsibility, or he might just be creating momentum for her. But one thing is not wrong, Qian Yuan Mozun will not indulge her like before.
This means that if Yun Qing wants to maintain his previous lofty status, he must start relying on himself. Qianyuan Mozun clearly gave her the road of becoming the first successor of the present generation, and just waited for her to step on it. But the demon saint is just the opposite. He has been trying to prevent her from inheriting the Six Paths Yan Mozong since ten years ago, just waiting for her to become an existence independent of the Nine Sects.
This time Yun Qing had to make a choice.
The more Yun Qing walked up the mountain, the fewer disciples there were, and the more surprised the people around him were. That's right, she didn't stay in the sect for a long time, and during the rare period of time, she stayed on the empty Moon-watching Peak every day, and there were actually very few people who had actually seen her. It is estimated that these disciples who have just been assigned from the outer sect do not know her at all.
When she passed the Canglang Pavilion, she happened to meet the swordsman who was delivering food to the dragon girl. Before he could react for a while, the swordsman paused and his eyes widened. There were a few young disciples watching from the side of the pavilion, they didn't know what happened to the usually calm brother Jianchen, so they all cast their eyes on Yunqing.
At this moment, Yun Qing's face was terribly pale, but the skin trauma had almost healed, and the sword official thought that the blood all over his body belonged to someone else. His mind was spinning quickly, and then he was taken aback by himself. Could it be that Mozun looked back at Moon Peak and saw so many disciples displeased, so he killed all the way up
"How did Mozun come back so quickly?" Jian Chen was about to salute, but was stopped by Yun Qing.
"Well, the suzerain ordered the Great Elder to call me back." Yun Qing waved her hand, and said as she walked up, "I'll go see Master right away. Things are busy on the mountain recently, so I'm sorry to trouble you."
Those newly promoted inner disciples were scared to death. Huangquan Demon Venerable was famous for his fierceness, and even killed his direct brothers from the same sect. Dealing with them was not as easy as chopping vegetables and cutting melons. They all bowed their heads and knelt down, saying: "Welcome to the Demon Lord!"
Yun Qing walked forward indifferently, not wanting to take another look at these people at all, Jian Chen hurriedly followed her.
In his mind, he sorted out the relationship between the characters in the sentence "The suzerain ordered the Great Elder to call the Netherworld Demon Venerable back", then he looked down at the Demon Lord in a state of distress, and suddenly felt sad, and he said: "The Demon Lord is suffering, Great Elder is really serious!"
Yun Qing was startled, not understanding the logic of his words.
"I was injured on the hands of the disciples of Lu Tian Tan, and it has nothing to do with the Great Elder." Yun Qing explained lightly.
The swordsman was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "How did Lu Tiantan go to Beichuan Continent?"
"He was summoned by a descendant of Mo Ling."
Every time Jianchen asked a little bit, Yun Qing would answer a little bit casually, and every time she answered a little bit, Jianchen's heart sank a little bit.
"Then what's going on with Mo Ling's direct succession?" The swordsman had an ominous premonition. He wanted to know what indignant things the Demon Lord had done in such a short period of time, and he was also afraid of the answer that the Demon Lord would give. It was too terrifying, he couldn't bear it.
"I wanted to fight him, but he called for rescue before he even started." Yun Qing walked faster and faster, Jian Chen followed behind with difficulty.
"Why does the Demon Lord want to fight with him?" The swordsman asked confusedly.
"Strive for Beichuan Wangqi." Although Yun Qing answered casually, she didn't seem to mind his question very much.
The swordsman didn't understand the relationship between Beichuan Wangqi and Mozun's practice, but looking at her like this, I'm afraid things will not go well, so he comforted him: "Mozun, don't worry, the matter of Beichuan can still be discussed in a long-term way."
"There is no need to think long-term, the result will be within half a month." Yun Qing smiled, and comforted him in turn, "You don't need to have any pressure in your heart, these people on Moon-Watching Peak will go down soon."
The two soon arrived in front of the bamboo grove. The swordsman stared blankly at the blood-stained Demon Lord of Huangquan, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he said, "I'm glad to share your worries."
The swordsman knew about the selection of the first seat in the lineage, and he also knew that Mozun Huangquan went to Beichuan this time to break through the realm, so as to fight for the position of the top seat in the lineage. He felt that with Mozun's withdrawn and reticent temperament, the first direct successor would not be very attractive to her. But now the attitude of Qianyuan Mozun is obviously to force her to go up here, and even started to put pressure on Wangyue Peak. It was really difficult for him to support Mozun during the time when Mozun left.
He was led by the Mozun to do odd jobs on the mountain, and his aptitude is not as good as others, and there is no teaching elder on Wangyue Peak, so his practice is more difficult than other inner sect disciples. Although these newly promoted inner disciples could not blatantly confront him because of his identity as law enforcement disciples, they were still unconvinced secretly. The swordsman knew that his cultivation was not good enough, so he tried his best to maintain the order on the peak while cultivating with all his life.
The sword minister's income today was all given by the Demon Lord, if he couldn't share her worries, he would feel very sorry.
The Mozun’s words just now are actually a promise. To let this group of noisy disciples go down, there is only one way to go except for the suzerain’s order to send Yuan Mozun—that is, the Mozun himself becomes the suzerain.
At least to be the established candidate for the next generation suzerain.
"It's okay, you've worked hard." Yun Qing glanced at him, saw that his eyes were very red, and suddenly laughed, "Why are you crying? It's not like there is no moon-watching peak."
"The swordsman is useless, let Mozun laugh at him." The swordsman's voice was hoarse. He felt that the blockage and anger in his heart these days all broke out at this time. He regarded the Yellow Spring Demon Lord as the only master on this mountain, and she immediately had the backbone when she came back.
"Okay, the Great Elder is still waiting for me at the foot of the mountain, you'll be fine for a few days." Yun Qing waved him down, "If someone makes trouble, just throw it down the mountain, chop off your hand if you dare to touch it, chop off your adult if you dare to move your foot swine."
The swordsman bowed deeply, and only walked towards the mountainside solemnly after she disappeared in the bamboo forest. His back was as straight as the bamboo in the forest.
Yun Qing quickly changed into white clothes, then adjusted her true energy a little, and flew directly down the mountain.
As expected, Yi Du Mozun's face was dark.
"Huang Quan was injured too badly, so I was slow, please don't blame the elders." Yun Qing bowed her head and apologized before he could speak, and her appearance made it difficult for Yi Du to criticize anything.
Yi Du looked at her, then flew straight to Yan Mo Tianzi Peak: "Let's go, don't delay."
Yun Qing followed in silence, and when the two arrived at the main hall of Yan Mo Tianzi Peak, there were already many people standing inside. The screen used to cover was removed, Mozun Qianyuan watched the two walk in calmly from the front seat, and only slightly nodded at Yi Du. Yi Du didn't respond at all, he stepped forward directly, and took the first place under the left hand of Mozun Qianyuan.
Similar to Yi Du's position were several senior elders, some Yun Qing had never seen before, and they must have been hidden in the sect for many years. Near the door are the direct disciples of the younger generation, all of whom are restrained in divine light and powerful in magic power.
Yun Qing stepped forward and saluted Qianyuan Mozun: "Huang Quan is late, I hope Master will not blame you."
Normally, Mozun Qianyuan would have teased her a few words, but today it seems that he only lightly brushed off the matter. He frowned and said, "It's good to come back, then start choosing now."
His voice was low and deep, echoing in the spacious hall with a sense of intimidation, but Yun Qing was a little surprised when he directly announced the start of the selection of the first successor. Generally, there must be some sacrificial rituals to be done before this kind of profound competition, and the disciples also need to make some adjustments, and they will not start at the beginning.
Not only Yun Qing, but even Yi Du, who had been admonishing and urging, was a little puzzled. He glanced at Yun Qing, who was still standing still, and then stepped forward and asked, "Is the ceremony not going to be held?"
"We don't stick to etiquette during war, let's start right now." Mozun Qianyuan closed his eyes and didn't look at anyone. With a wave of his hand, a huge black curtain fell from the sky, directly separating him from the crowd, "Mozun Yi Du, please trouble you and the elders."
Yi Du slammed the huge black sword in his hand on the ground, and then said in a deep voice, "This subordinate understands."
As soon as the great elder opened his mouth, the other elders also said in unison: "Please abide by the laws of the suzerain!"
Yi Du walked out of the hall, the huge black sword in his hand had no edge, but the thick and heavy meaning was like a mountain. Not only that, when he stabbed the sword to the ground, it seemed that an invisible force penetrated to the bottom of Yan Mo Tianzi Peak, and everyone felt that the whole mountain range was trembling and trembling.
The piercing sword energy emanated from Demon Lord Yidu, and the demonic true energy mixed with vast soup enveloped the entire Yan Mo Tianzi Peak. Yan Mo Tianzi Peak was originally a demon realm where evil laws were rampant. When stimulated by his breath, it slowly woke up like an ancient beast.
Yun Qing felt that something was slowly breaking through the shackles of the rock formation under her feet, stretched her body a little bit, and then broke through the ground.
Just when she was about to use the heavenly book to find out what was there underground, a huge Dharma wheel rose from the ground. There were six colors on this Dharma wheel, divided into six teeth, and each color was drawn into a dense and complicated pattern. pattern. All kinds of monsters are ferocious and lifelike, and the ancient fierce beasts and birds are running in the wheel, but they can't escape. The front of the wheel is painted with a giant Yan Mo face. This face is full of expressions, but no matter how it changes, it is slightly ridiculed and contemptuous. Its mouth is wide open, forming a black hole entrance.
Yi Du glanced at this face indifferently: "The Six Paths of Lifeless Wheel battlefield has opened, Huang Quan and Gui Meng will enter."
Yun Qing and Gui Meng replied in unison: "Yes!"
Then it flew into Yan Mo's mouth almost at the same time.
The giant sword in Yi Du's hand froze again.
The ground cracked again, and what rose this time was a huge silver wheel, smooth as a mirror, shining through all delusions in the world. In the center of this giant wheel is a giant closed eye, the eyeball is protruding, and the fine blood vessels are attached to the silver-white mirror surface, which looks very strange. Yi Du spread his demonic energy over, and his giant eyes were stimulated to open. An invisible beam of light followed the gaze to the sky, and everything touched by it was decomposed into spiritual energy. Its pupils are hollow, where the entrance is.
Yi Du pointed at this eye with his sword, and then said: "The battlefield of Yan Mo's breaking wheel has opened, Qi Ji and Lin Jun will go in."
At this time, there is only one direct disciple left, that is, the elder sister Su Xin.
Yi Du glanced at her, and explained: "Originally, there was going to be a big sun and black battle, but Qian Bian is dead, so you can wait for them to decide the winner."
Su Xin was dressed in black, with a black veil covering her face, standing behind the pillar like a shadow. She leaned on the huge stone pillar with a calm expression, her eyes were as cold as a cold pool. After listening to Yi Du Demon Lord's words, she slowly paced out from the shadow in the corner, her steps were firm and steady, she really didn't look like a woman.
She said softly: "It's really boring for me to wait. Why don't the great elders open the big sun and black sky wheel battlefield, how are you and me compared to the last time?"
The voice was slightly hoarse, and it was actually difficult to distinguish between men and women.
As soon as she and Yi Du's eyes met, an invisible wave surged out in an instant, the grass and trees within a hundred miles turned to ashes, and everything died down, both of them looked terrified.
Yi Du didn't answer indifferently, but just slapped the sword in his hand on the ground again, a pitch-black sun rose from the ground, and the black sky descended, isolating everything around him.
He sneered and said, "Just don't kneel down and beg for mercy."