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Chapter 51

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Dashuai Niu poured a cup of hot tea for Cen Qianshan who was sitting at the counter.

Cen Qianshan had no expression on his face, but he shook his hand twice before holding the cup firmly, and almost spilled the water.

"Don't be nervous." Dashuai Niu said, "You are making me nervous too."

The friend sitting opposite him didn't reply to his words. He raised his tea cup and took a sip of water. The hot water mist blurred his eyes.

"The most difficult part now is how to know where they are." Dashuai Niu tapped his fingers on the table.

"I heard that in the fairy world, a wave of people will come every ten years or so, coming quietly and leaving quietly. They will never let us know where they appear. Otherwise, those delicate and weak immortals and fairies will If you fall into the den of wealth wolves like us, you won’t be able to share in the food.”

"Someone should still know about it." Cen Qianshan slowly turned the cup in his hand. "Although it is very secretive, there will always be some unique things on the market every few years. For example, some magic weapons are completely different from the craftsmanship we have here. They should be Come to the fairy world."

"Hey, we want to go together. I always feel that there is a certain family that has been secretly supporting them for a long time and maintains a trading relationship with them." Marshal Niu leaned over from the other side of the counter and lowered his voice, "According to me From my observations over the years, I feel like..."

He winked at Cen Qianshan and said, "You are familiar with it too."

Cen Qianshan's eyes moved slightly and he slowly placed the cup on the table.

"No matter what, if Master comes here, I must find her as soon as possible. I can't put her in danger now."

Dashuai Niu cheered, "Brother, you are too worried. Everyone, Renmu, has grown up in our world, how can you not know how to protect yourself? She has lived in the demon world longer than you. ”

Seeing Cen Qianshan's gaze, he quickly shut his mouth.

"Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it. As long as Mu and everyone come over, then we will treat her as a crystal person, a glass cup. We will help my brother and protect her carefully."

On the Guiyuan Sect's arena, the battle between Mu Xue and Zhuo Yu has begun.

On one side is the furious wind, blizzard, and cold plum blossoms. On one side, flames soared into the sky, and a prairie fire broke out in anger.

They both have a competitive temper and are generally hard-working Saburos.

The spectators under the ring were stunned.

"I... I thought the scene in the morning was already the best. I didn't expect that there would be another mountain higher than the other."

"To be honest, Zhuo Yu's skills are indeed amazing. No wonder he's a little crazy."

"Who is that junior sister? Why didn't I see her in the preliminaries?"

"You don't even know her. This year's dark horse, Xiaoyao Peak's 'Blooming Flowers in the Snow' Zhang Xiaoxue. She has won ten games in a row in the preliminaries and directly advanced. I guess you haven't had time to see everyone go back."

The two people on the ring made contact for the first time, and each retreated to calm down.

As soon as the cold plum blossoms and firelight faded away, the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

The young man with a gloomy face lit up his hands with flames and said slowly, "I heard that the master of Xingting in Xiaoyao Peak is a swordsman. Since I have the opportunity to learn from you today, why don't you and I compete with each other in swordsmanship? ”

Mu Xue held three feet of frost in her hand and nodded seriously: "Okay, okay. We will compete in martial arts and physical skills. We won't need the magic treasures and talismans given by the masters."

The two stared at each other and nodded to each other.

Not even using magic weapons. The next moment, the red Immortal Binding Rope and the bulging Hunyuan Bag appeared in the air at the same time.

The Hunyuan bag is stable in the clouds, with its mouth wide open, and the inside is chaotic, so dark that it cannot see the light of day. This time it did not blow out a hurricane, but instead produced a huge suction force, trying to suck the thin red rope into the bag.

The snake-like binding rope struggled hard under the huge suction force, dragging it until it reached the mouth of the bag, but it just stopped motionless in the air.

As if it was a trick before, the red rope twisted and scattered into a blooming velvet flower. Slender red silk threads stretched out from all sides and wrapped around the Hunyuan bag in the wind. Wrap up the big bag that was blowing in the wind.

For a moment, the Hunyuan Bag struggled desperately in the air, with a bulge on the left and a bulge on the right, twisting around. The red fairy rope only tied the bag body, and from time to time a red thread was separated, like an arm, touching the bulging bag body from time to time, as if teasing it.

There was a sigh of relief in the stands.

"This Zhuo Yu is a treacherous person. Fortunately, this junior sister is not inferior at all."

"You scolded your junior sister as well. But let it go if the master behaves like this. How can even a magic weapon be like this, so vulgar?"

"The rules of the competition are like this. No matter whether you cheat or use magic weapons and talismans, you win. It just depends on who is richer and who is more shameless."

"Only people like them can win the championship. If it were a serious person, they would have been eliminated halfway."

"You may not know that the top ten disciples will have the opportunity to participate in the path of demon mastery. Go to the demon spirit world and seek great opportunities. When you arrive in the demon spirit world, who among those demon cultivators will tell you about etiquette and morality?"

Almost at the same time as the immortal rope tied up the Qiankun bag. Mu Xue's figure had appeared behind Zhuo Yu, and the gleaming cold sword transformed into a long sword of ice and snow, piercing Zhuo Yu's vital parts.

Zhuo Yu sneered, folded his arms, and a dragon's roar came from the ground. A fire dragon made of blazing flames appeared spinning around him.

Although the dragon body is still young, its scales are clear, its hair is spread out, and its eyes are shining and powerful. When it opens its mouth, it spits out a stream of hot flames, melting Mu Xue's huge ice and snow sword.

Mu Xue flew back. The fire dragon swung its head and tail, and the flowing flames of fire were like the hot molten lava heading straight for Mu Xue's position, pouring down on its head and face.

There was a sound of exclamation in the stands. Mu Xue's three senior brothers and sisters stood up at once. Even Su Xingting, who had been fanning leisurely, stood up and walked to the front of the high platform to watch the game alongside the leader.

Mu Xue did not panic, she formed a secret with one hand and let out a light chuckle.

Three tiny iron puppets appeared out of thin air, disassembled and reorganized in the air with unusually fast movements, forming three huge dark iron shields, strictly protecting Mu Xue in the center.

The fierce flames poured down on the shield, and the gold and iron oozed on the ground touched by the fire. The black iron, which was known for its solidity, could not withstand the high heat and began to melt under the scorching heat.

The molten iron and fire light fell together, but there was no one in the shield, and the girl in red was missing.

"It's incredible. Although he is only a young dragon, it is really rare for him to be able to turn spiritual energy into reality at this age. He is indeed a genius." Su Xingting couldn't help but sigh.

Headmaster Danyangzi sighed, "So at the beginning, how could you tell me that I was willing to give up such an amazing and talented disciple?"

The young disciples in the stands couldn't help but whisper,

"It turns out that he still had reservations about the battle with Xiao Changge."

"With my fire-based training, my fighting skills are so fierce. Because the teacher doesn't like it, I have never practiced fire-based combat skills."

"I rarely had contact with Zhuo Yu in the past, and I always felt that he was cold and hard to get along with. Now it seems, if nothing else, I am convinced by his strength."

"Huh, he deserves his strength. You don't know how crazy he is when he practices. I practice with him at Qingjing Peak. He is the earliest to come to morning classes every day. It's almost dawn at night, and the people in his room are The lights haven't even been turned off. I haven't seen him take a day off in ten years on the mountain."

"That's right, then why doesn't everyone like him very much?"

"Who knows, they always say that he is not good, and they don't explain why. Gradually, it becomes a habit."

The water vapor and flames in the air combined to evaporate and filled the sky with clouds and mist. An inconspicuous little white cloud was mixed in it, moving silently and concealing spiritual power. No one knew that Mu Xue was inside it.

Sure enough, genius is still different. Mu Xue touched her arm that was burned due to careless thrust.

This Zhuo Yu is only close to him in age, but his cultivation is real. If he hadn't lived an extra lifetime and grown up in such a gentle environment, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been his match.

Zhuo Yu waited alone for a moment, unable to wait for Mu Xue to appear again. No matter what, his spiritual consciousness could not find Mu Xue's existence.

He put away the extremely consuming fire dragon, walked slowly in the flames, and spoke,

"Why are you hiding? You hate me just like them, right? Why don't you take this opportunity to come out, teach me a lesson, and give your senior sisters and brothers a break?"

"Are you scared? In fact, you can't do anything to me." A trace of blood flowed from his shoulder, which was stabbed by Mu Xue's sword energy just now. He didn't take it seriously and sneered, "No matter how much you hate it, I They are all the strongest disciples in this generation. No matter how you evade, you will eventually become my defeated enemy."

I will win the first place in the competition soon, and will become the strongest in the division in the future.

Becoming the pride of my master makes everyone have to shut their mouths.

"Why do I hate what you do?" A voice suddenly appeared behind him, "Don't you just have the reputation of being 'on fire'? You haven't committed any murders or arson."

Zhuo Yu suddenly turned around. As soon as the fire dragon appeared, Mu Xue's fist was already attacking his face.

The white arm was tightly surrounded by thick iron armor with ferocious iron horns. It was a dark iron puppet that turned into armor to protect Mu Xue's arm. The iron arm broke through the newly formed blazing fire dragon and punched Zhuo Yu in the face, knocking him away far away.

"But you hurt my friend, and I have to pay it back to you for her. This beating should be yours, so just go ahead!" Mu Xue said.

Her figure was once again hidden in the clouds reflecting the sky. The black iron arm in her hand had been dissolved by the flames, but a new puppet quickly flew over and turned into iron armor again, covering her limbs.

In the stands, Ding Huirou, who had just taken her seat not long ago, clasped her hands and said,

"Ah, this, this, you see, this is the Iron Armor Body Protection Technique. I have taught it countless times in class. But none of my direct disciples have grasped the essence. Only Xiaoxue is not only so skilled. Such flexible use in actual combat.”

She bit her handkerchief and glared at Su Xingting, who was standing side by side with the leader in front of her, thinking with hatred in her heart,

It’s all my fault that this guy competed with me as my apprentice. Such a naturally excellent puppet master went to that lazy place at Xiaoyao Peak in vain. What a waste of resources.

Zhuo Yu was knocked away from the distance, vomited a mouthful of blood, and quickly turned over and got up.

Not long after, Mu Xue suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost. The iron armor broke through his flame protection and kicked him in the abdomen with a sweeping kick, causing him to roll away far away.

Zhuo Yu couldn't climb so fast this time. He coughed up blood and slowly stood up with his waist bent.

He looked around, but still couldn't find Mu Xue, and couldn't find a way to solve it.

A feeling of helpless frustration arose in my heart.

In the past, everyone hated him and despised him. But there was always pride in his heart about being a strong man, and today this only pride seemed to be broken.

"Admit defeat." The woman's voice came from nowhere.

Even the referee on the sidelines said, "Does Zhuo Yu deny defeat? If you want to give up the game, you can raise your hand."

"No, I haven't lost yet." Zhuo Yu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and slowly stood up straight, "Here with me, you will never admit defeat unless you die."

Mu Xue's mysterious figure appears at any time like a phantom. Countless little puppets were busy running back and forth on the ring. Indicating that she has endless attack armor.

But no matter how hard he tried with fists and kicks, the bruised and swollen boy always struggled to stand up.

"No, don't fight. You look so pitiful."

"Hey, Zhuo Yu, just admit defeat."

"Forget it, admit defeat, you can't beat this junior sister from Xiaoyao Peak."

The audience under the ring couldn't help but persuade him.

The young man who had been criticized a lot stood stubbornly in the center of the ring, with the ground around him burning with a raging fire that refused to go out.

Seeing how stubborn he was, even Mu Xue couldn't bear to fight anymore. Sometimes a persistent and strong enemy can make even the opponent feel admiration.

What's more, after this fight, the little resentment from before has long since dissipated.

But Mu Xue, the leader of Dabi, cannot be given up to anyone else, no matter how pitiful he is.

"Actually, you are acting like this because you are the leader, right?" Mu Xue's voice suddenly came from mid-air.

"You...what did you say!" Zhuo Yu said bitterly as she opened her swollen eyelids.

"You have never seen a child who was really bullied." The woman's cold voice came slowly, "They don't dare to be like you. Facing the powerful malice that they are unable to resist. If you want to survive, I can only be patient in every possible way, carefully please, and cautiously restrain all my naivety and temper. "

Mu Xue came down from the clouds and stood outside the blazing fire. "You are just a child who is enjoying the teacher's favor and acting awkwardly."

"Nonsense!" Zhuo Yu's eyes were red, "You are talking nonsense. You have not experienced my situation at all. Why do you say this to me."

"How do you know who has experienced it and who has not?" Mu Xue laughed at him mercilessly, "There are so many people with miserable life experiences in this world. I haven't seen every single one of those with secondary disease, just like you. Fighting against heaven and earth, life or death."

"I have a senior brother who is an orphan and has been begging for a living since he was a child. Didn't he receive less looks and contempt than you?" Mu Xue slowly and seriously said what she was thinking, "But he is still sunny and bright. Enthusiastic. Every time Jindie asked, he took the trouble to pick up the young juniors and sisters to the mountain, guided them with gentle words, and comforted them carefully. He also had so many friends in the mountain that everyone nicknamed him when he started. I changed it and just called him 'Yehangzhouduren'."

Ye Hangzhou coughed in the stands and sat down with some embarrassment.

"I also have a senior sister who had a rough childhood. Her close relatives passed away one by one in front of her eyes, and she almost starved to death in the famine. But the hardship did not make her mean. Instead, she could cook particularly delicious things. Give it to us and become the most gentle senior sister.”

"Are you talking about Senior Sister Miao?"

"Miao Hong'er, the wonderful chef? Apart from making delicious food, she doesn't do anything right, right?"

"Senior Sister Miao is gentle? Hahaha, the filters they wear on their own people at Xiaoyao Peak are too thick."

The disciples in the audience were muttering to each other.

Miao Hong'er took it all as a compliment to herself, sat down proudly in the stands, touched her temples,

"It's not as good as Xiaoxue said. In fact, I was quite noisy when I was young, I guess I'm similar to Zhuo Yu."

"I also have a friend who was sold as a slave when he was young. He was either whipped or tortured every day. Later he got a master, and the master only gave him a little care and help. He Just..." Mu Xue paused without elaborating, "He just grew up to be a very good person."

"Is there anyone like you? Is it because the master is not good enough to you and fails to fulfill his responsibilities as a teacher? Or is it because the uncles are whipping you with whips and starving you? Tell me, why don't you tell me?"

Mu Xue's voice became clearer and clearer,

Zhuo Yu stood blankly in the middle of the ring. The flames around him finally became weaker and extinguished.

I don't know whether he was convinced by Mu Xue or persuaded by Mu Xue, but his mind wavered, and finally he could not support such consumption of spiritual power.

Mu Xue caught the moment when his mind was wavering and suddenly appeared behind him. Before he could react, she twisted his arm with her backhand, restrained his Ming Gate and Dazui Point, and controlled him on the ground where the flames were extinguished. superior.

"Admit defeat!"

"No, don't even think about it!" The young man who was attacked became angry and struggled desperately.

"To be honest, I have never seen anyone stupider than you. Even if someone is biased against you, you still have a teacher who loves you and protects you regardless of his reputation for many years." Mu Xue showed no mercy. , his subordinates put pressure on him, "You don't want to work harder and change everyone's opinion of you. Instead, you are making trouble like this. Are you trying to deliberately tarnish the reputation of the leader?"

"You are talking nonsense. I won the first place in the competition just to promote the reputation of my master." Zhuo Yu shouted angrily.

"You are wrong. You have no hesitation on the field and seriously injure your fellow disciple. Doesn't this bring harm to your master and damage his reputation for kindness for many years?" Mu Xue continued to suppress his opponent, "Have you not seen the master's recent actions? Have you lost all your hair due to worry?”

Danyangzi in the stands touched his white hair, which was not too sparse, and glanced at Su Xingting beside him.

"You, my little apprentice, are quite good at talking. I think this beating of hers might open up Zhuoer's heart."

Su Xingting clasped his fists slightly, "It's because I've been too doting on her and spoiled her to the point where I don't know what's important. I hope the head brother doesn't blame her."

Danyangzi twisted his long beard and shook his head, "I don't blame her, I don't blame her. Maybe I have to thank her. Now it seems that I am not as good as my junior brother in educating my apprentices. Only my junior brother is so meticulous and caring. , Only then can each disciple’s character be cultivated so well.”

"The leader is busy with everything, and he is thinking about the future of the entire sect." Su Xingting unfolded the folding fan and shook it gently, "Unlike me, I am used to being lazy, and my thoughts only focus on my own three-quarter acre of land and these four or five Of course, I have the energy to pay more attention to my children.”

Su Xingting paused and then said, "But senior brother, since you know that this child is under a lot of pressure, you should really pay more attention to his growth. After all, the human heart is not as good as a magic weapon, it can be repaired and recast. Children of this age , are most sensitive and delicate and need the attention and love of their elders.”

On the stage, Mu Xue had lost her patience, pressed down on Zhuo Yu's neck, and exerted force with her fingers, "Raise your hands and admit defeat, or I will kill you."

The man who was pinned into the earth had his only movable hand firmly grasped into the earth and refused to move no matter what.

"Hey, just admit defeat. It doesn't matter if you lose to your own sect."

"Second place is also very impressive. We all admire you."

"Admit defeat, don't be stubborn. It's okay to admit defeat."

Voices of consolation sounded one after another from the stands.

The veins in the young man's palms on the ring popped out and dug into the earth more and more tightly.

Mu Xue was very embarrassed. She said she wanted Zhuo Yu's life, but in fact it was just words to scare him.

Now even if you say it, you won't accept it for a while, and it's hard to continue fighting. She loosened her fingers, ready to knock the man unconscious or tie him up and throw him off the ring to punish him.

Two streams of light, like rainbows, fell into the ring at this moment. Headmaster Danyangzi and Su Xingting stood side by side in front of Mu Xue.

Su Xingting nodded to Mu Xue, "You can let go, Xiaoxue. You won this competition."

When Mu Xue heard what her master said, she immediately let go of her hand and stood next to her master.

The competition within the gate won the first place. Countless flowers were thrown up from the audience and there was warm applause.

A person who has lived two lifetimes can't help but say, "Master, how am I doing?"

Su Xingting turned his head to approach her, with an uncontrollable smile on his face, "Be restrained, be restrained. Let's celebrate when we get back."

The winner of the competition was surrounded by stars and walked away.

Zhuo Yu stood up from the mud. His arm was broken and his body was covered in mud and blood. He was in an unprecedented state of embarrassment.

He even asked his mentor to rush down from the stands to save him.

The white-haired teacher reached out to him lovingly as before,

"Get up quickly, Zhuoer." Danyangzi pulled him up.

The young disciple in his teenage years worked hard from dawn to dusk and practiced hard day and night. I don’t know when he was so focused on winning or losing. It was because I was too busy on weekdays and paid too little attention to him.

"Master, the disciple is useless," Zhuo Yu lowered his head in front of his mentor, "The disciple lost and did not get the leader."

Although I was embarrassed after losing the game, I didn't know why, but I wasn't as sad as I thought. Instead, I felt a little inexplicable relief.

He wiped the blood from his face and looked through the master's figure.

There was still chaos under the ring, and those people were not all taunting and mocking him for his defeat as he imagined.

There were even a few young disciples applauding towards him.

The master's voice rang in his ears, "Zhuo'er, we cultivators are different from ordinary people. Winning or losing should not only be based on ranking. Do you know what we look at?"

Zhuo Yu was still in a confused state and replied blankly, "What are you looking at?"

"Victory or defeat depends on one's Taoist heart." Danyangzi pointed his skinny finger on his chest, "Whether you keep your true heart in the battle of life and death. Whether you can unlock the shackles of your Taoist heart in a difficult and dangerous battle. That is the victory. The key is, Zhuoer, do you understand?"

Zhuo Yu clenched his fists and finally let go.

He knelt down and saluted, "Disciple, I understand. Disciple realizes that I was wrong. Please accept Master's teachings more."

He raised his head and looked at his teacher, "Actually, the disciple just wants to..."

He didn't say anything about what he was thinking, but the teacher who had raised him for many years knew everything.

"You are already the best disciple around me. I have always been proud of you. Today, I see you have made a breakthrough in your centrality in this competition, and I am more happy than anything else."

Zhuo Yu lowered his head and stood respectfully, but his eyes were red.

Danyangzi looked at the young disciple who always respected him, and then looked at the young disciple beside Su Xingting in the distance who was joking with his master casually. Thinking of what Su Xingting just said.

The elderly gentleman imitated Su Xingting's past behavior with some discomfort. He stretched out his hand and touched the young apprentice's head, "If you occasionally want to act coquettishly to your master like them, that's not impossible."