As long as they climb up, they still have a chance. If they go back like this, I am afraid that they will have nothing to do with their lives!
Standing on the top of the mountain, Mu Xiaxue looked at Liu Changqing with complicated eyes, opened her mouth silently, and then turned to enter the mountain gate.
Liu Changqing's figure froze in place. The young man on the top of the mountain glanced at him sympathetically, shook his head, and left with a long sigh.
Survival of the fittest, although it is an eternal theory.
But in this extremely competitive environment, believing in others is tantamount to ruining one's own fairyland.
The young man could see Liu Changqing's cultivation level. He sighed regretfully. He only hoped that his luck would be better. It would be good to be taken back as an outside disciple by the uncle of the teacher.
Otherwise, such a good talent, I am afraid it will be wasted in vain.
Liu Changqing saw Mu Xiaxue's spoken words clearly, and he smiled sarcastically, his eyes pierced by the dazzling sunlight. Before he came, his father told him not to trust others and not to be too soft-hearted. He promised in his mouth and threw it behind his ears in the next second.
Sure enough, the words of the older generation sometimes still have to be heard.
However, the last chance is gone. One thought of heaven, one thought of hell, probably so! He went from the most promising person to the bottom group.
There were more than a dozen people coming up behind, and Liu Changqing walked forward with them, following the disciples who led the way.
The Supreme Sect's Square is surrounded by towering huge pillars that are so high that you can't see the end. The Supreme Sect's flag is flying in the center. The totem is two crossed long swords, majestic and majestic.
There is a huge stone around, densely packed golden fonts, engraved with the rules of the Supreme Sect.
The head Xie Tianning sits in the center, and the four elders sit on one side. A position flush with the head is empty. Mu Xiaxue guessed that it was the seat of the grand elder Zihuang, and it was indeed the legendary seat with high authority.
The power is comparable to the head.
In addition to the elders, there are more than a dozen uncles and uncles around him, and Mu Xiaxue is nervous. Among these people, who is her master
She couldn't help but glanced at the empty position at the highest point, and she clenched a fist.
Yu Guangzhong, Liu Changqing stood on the periphery. He had a chance only after they were elected, but most likely it was the elders and uncles who turned their heads without even looking at them.
It was himself, who robbed the position that should belong to him.
I am sorry-
I don't know how many times I have repeated it, Mu Xiaxue clenched her fist, I really need this opportunity, I can't go back to the time when poverty was humiliated by others. So, I'm sorry.
But if he could do it again, Mu Xiaxue thought, she would still choose to do it!
The guilt in Xing's eyes slowly faded, and her eyes became firm.
After a long journey, she will definitely reach the highest point!
By convention, ten people, each of them took turns to test their spiritual roots and cultivation bases at the head of the house, and when the assessment was completed, it would be the turn of the remaining dozen people.
Liu Changqing stood quietly on the spot, staring at the girl's figure with plain eyes, not sad or happy. Now that it has happened, it is useless to think more. Everyone wanted to climb up. Liu Changqing understood that there was nothing to resent, but he was distracted during the assessment.
It's just that his brain is clumsy, and the world of cultivating immortals is so cruel. Mu Xiaxue taught him this is the first lesson.
It may be that I put my mind on the assessment side.