Since the Great Sage of Moving Mountain passed the message that Xuanjie had killed Guo Dalu at Shituo Mountain, Xiao Tian had only talked about this matter with his head master Xuanqing. After that conversation, he had never talked to anyone about his uncle. He was calm and calm with his fellow disciples, and was as happy and angry as usual. No matter how others talked about it, he would not participate. It seemed that he had completely let go, which surprised those fellow disciples who were ready to watch a sad drama.

Finally, a fellow student was unwilling to accept this topic in front of Xiao Tian. Xiao Tian shook his head and said nothing, without any response. On the same day, Xiao Tian beat the senior brother to Zhutou San, and no one dared to say that uncle in front of Xiao Tian.

Until just now, when the head of the sect was ordered to come out to receive representatives of the sects who came to congratulate him, he accidentally heard the words of the boy in black.

"Guo Dalu's opportunity is nothing to me!"

The tone is full of disdain and contempt.

Now Xiao Tian is no longer as arrogant as he used to be. Three years of dormancy have made his mind more mature, and the fact that his uncle Guo Dalu is suspected of falling has made his Taoist heart undergo thousands of tempers overnight.

At this time, he heard these words that touched Ni Lin. If it were three years ago, he would not say a word, and fight with the rude person in minutes. But now, he first asked, then walked over and looked at the bamboo sword boy with calm eyes.

Guo Dalu then repeated the words just now, and after that, he asked back: "Is there any problem?"

Then he criticized unyieldingly: "I think your Beiming Sect is too judging a gentleman with a villain's heart. Don't say that I am a casual cultivator, you can ask all the fellow Taoists in front of this mountain gate, who came for the opportunity of Guo Dalu? Who would be so shameless to use the name of congratulations to seize the opportunity?"

When the "Daoist" around him heard this, they turned their eyes elsewhere, as if they hadn't heard what Guo Dalu was saying at all.

Xiao Tian looked at the boy in black and said nothing.

Guo Dalu shouted: "In this way, I will swear to all the fellow Taoists of the Xuan Realm today that if someone comes today for the opportunity of the junior uncle of the sect, his realm will never stop moving forward, and he will fall one day until the limit down. Our cultivators are open and open, and they are so confident!"

Representatives of other sects in front of the mountain gate: "..." There is a sentence of MMP who doesn't know how to say it to this bamboo sword boy hundreds of times!

Xiao Tian was inexplicably dazed. The language style of this bamboo sword boy...

"Besides, the only opportunity for the uncle of the junior clan is to cherish it yourself. Don't think that everyone will be interested in it."

The last sentence of the boy in black brings Xiao Tian back to reality.

Xiao Tian said in a light tone: "You go down the mountain, congratulations on receiving it."

Guo Dalu smiled coldly, "I came to Beiming Sect today to see Xuan Qing, the master of Beiming Sect. Who are you? How dare you chase me down the mountain?"

Guo Dalu said, holding the bamboo knife in one hand, taking a step towards Xiao Tian, ​​with his eyes showing murderous intent.

Xiao Tian first sighed in his heart, but he still couldn't be as calm as water. This young man with bamboo sword talks frivolously, sows discords and attracts attention. How could he let the secrets hidden in the poems of uncle Master? The most important thing is, how could such a person who hates trouble think about showing off in such an occasion?

Xiao Tian eliminated the distracting thoughts in his heart, looked back at the unpredictable bamboo sword boy with unafraid, and insisted: "Please go down the mountain."

Guo Dalu glanced at Xiao Tian disdainfully and walked up the mountain.

Xiao Tian stood there, shook his head and smiled, then his expression suddenly faded, and he reached out to grab the bamboo sword boy.

This grasping hand was just to prevent the young man from entering the mountain gate, and there was no intention of hurting people. The young man in the bamboo sword seemed to have not realized it, and he did not look back and continued to move forward.

When Xiao Tian's grasping hand was about to catch the bamboo sword boy's shoulder, the bamboo sword that looked ordinary was finally unsheathed, picked up from bottom to top, and cut Xiao Tian's wrist.

The angle of this knife was extremely tricky and the timing was extremely accurate. The boy from the bamboo sword continued to move forward without any intention of turning back.

Xiao Tian shouted in his heart, turned his wrist, grabbed his middle finger and flicked it on the bamboo knife. The bamboo knife did not entangle with him, and went back to the sheath, and the young man with the knife had already walked to the front of the mountain gate.

"Little junior brother!"

Zhao Fuyou and Li Jiang came over, called Xiao Tian with the same hatred, and made a statement of eagerness. As long as Xiao Tian nodded, they would take action at any time.

Xiao Tian shook his head, "Two senior brothers, that man's cultivation is not simple. He only has at least twenty years of sword skills, so we can't stop him."

"Then let's report back to the Sixth Master."

"Two senior brothers wait!" Xiao Tian thought for a while and said, "In my opinion, let him go. No matter how high his sword skills are, they are not as high as a few elders and masters."

Since I took the initiative to stop the attack, I would be a little bit of a loss when I called my parents. I would still find an opportunity to compete head-only and try how much the bamboo knife is. Although the swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsman's swordsmanship is so eye-catching that he doesn't have to worry about any conspiracy behind his back.

Zhao and Li thought about it and nodded in agreement. Since the former senior brother Lin Yifan was deposed, the identity of the disciple of the leader Xiao Tian has been confirmed. In addition, his talent and cultivation are only stronger than that of the previous senior brother, so the brothers and sisters of the same sect are becoming more and more convinced by him.

Including the casual cultivators, there were nearly 500 monks who climbed the mountain to congratulate him this time.

Of course, the Beiming Sect’s living room could not entertain so many guests. Shi Xuanqing ordered the deacon disciples to take the guests to the Butterfly Valley Plaza. The Butterfly Valley is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with pleasant scenery. The big square in the middle can accommodate at least a thousand people.

Everyone saw the beautiful mountains from afar and the shade of trees close by, and they couldn't help but say a few words of praise. The guest who was well versed in the array technique noticed the array pestle of the towering tree in the center of the square, and felt even more mysterious and intimidated.

The elders and deacons of the Beiming Sect were in a complicated mood when facing the guests. The six sects besieged the Beiming Sect have not been long since the six sects attacked the Beiming Sect. Now half of the sects in the Xuan Realm have climbed the mountain again... The Beiming Sect has not been so lively for a long time since the saint ancestor who opened the mountain. Although there is trouble, it also shows the prosperity of the Beiming Sect from the other hand.

Thinking of this, a figure flashed across their hearts.

Guo Dalu.

The boy who had been in Beiming Sect for less than half a year.

It can be said that several major events in the sect have been related to him recently. At that time, it seemed that this person was like a disaster star. Now after thinking about it, Guo Dalu actually brought great luck to the Beiming Sect. If you don’t mention Xiao Tian Dui Lin Yifan, just the contribution of the sect master Xuan Qing to break through the twelfth floor is enough to overcome everything. What’s more, there is a wolf demon king in the Nine-level Tower who is arrogant but actually quite easy to talk to. It can be said that he is a potential ally with strong strength.

"Today, all the virtuous people come to the Bicun Sect, which is a grand event. I would like to thank you for your kindness in advance."

After chatting with several grand masters alone, Shi Xuanqing stood up and clasped her fists. She didn't speak loudly, but everyone on the scene could hear it clearly.

Facing the greetings of a peak master, no one dared to neglect the scene. No matter how the other party saw it, they all looked solemn and respectfully returned the salute.

Standing in the crowd, Guo Dalu looked at Shi Xuanqing who stood tall, and felt a sense of relief. This senior sister, who is known for her violence, was restrained and no longer showed her sharpness as before, and her aura was forcing people, but gave people a natural feeling of returning to nature.

She stood there like a standing mountain.

This means that Shi Xuanqing is stronger than before.

Of course, only the clue can be seen at the master level. Other monks with slightly lower realms think that Master Xuan Qing is unfathomable, at most they feel that he is more easy-going than before and does not feel that he is under such pressure.

"About it, there are still two years left before the next Xuanhu discussion. Today, there are so many fellow Taoists gathered together. I suggest that we will first discuss the Tao in Butterfly Valley. Let's discuss each other and gain each other. How about each other?" Shi Xuanqing suggested in a gentle tone.

"I agree with this proposal by fellow Taoists and fellow Taoists." Another master continued.

"I agree."

"I have no objection."

...

Several masters collectively agreed, and no one objected to this matter. Just as Shi Xuanqing was about to make a final decision, a disharmonious voice suddenly rang lazily: "I object."

As soon as the words finished, they instantly attracted the attention of the audience. Everyone looked at each other and saw a young man in black clothes with a bamboo knife hanging around his waist swaying out.

Shi Xuanqing looked at the boy in black and asked, "Why do you object to me?"

The young man with bamboo sword looked at Shi Xuanqing without any retreat and said, "Master Master, today's gathering of the Butterfly Valley of the Beiming Sect is to congratulate you on the Grand Master of the Twelve-Level Tower of Taoism. He is going further from the Saint Avenue. Now you let us discuss each other. That's fine. As the host, since you have arranged a conference on Taoism, you don't even take out a lottery, and just let us discuss the Taoism. What's the point of discussing it? At that time, you will suffer a lot of losses, then...hehe..."

Although the others in the field felt that the young man from the bamboo sword was disrespectful to the Grandmaster, they still secretly savored the content of his words and vaguely agreed. After all, their real purpose in coming to Beiming Sect this time was not to congratulate him, but to seize opportunities.

Shi Xuanqing didn't care and asked, "What about my friend's opinion? What do you think I should use as a lottery?"

The young man with bamboo sword blurted out without thinking, "Of course it is the third opportunity left by Guo Dalu!"

After a word was expressed, the whole audience was silent.

Everyone looked as calm as water, and nearly ten thousand alpaca beasts ran by in their hearts: Do you really need to say this kind of thing so loudly? Everyone has been fighting for so long, hiding so deeply, acting so sincerely, and tacitly not mentioning Guo Dalu's chances. Isn't it just that everyone is embarrassed to say it? You just chatter like this and then just shook it out. It's so embarrassing. It's not the routine at all. It's not time to break the window paper. Isn't this guy stupid?

"No chance..."

A gust of mountain wind blew gently, and Shi Xuanqing finally spoke and broke the silence. She shook her head and said, "Before I went to Shituo Mountain, I thought I could escape unstoppable, so I didn't leave anything."

The young man from Zhudao sneered: "I say Master, you don't have to hide it! Who else in the entire Xuan Realm knows that Guo Dalu left three opportunities before going to Shituo Mountain, one for Xiao Tian, ​​who was also his nephew and his closed disciple, one for Yu Lingling who took him into the Xuan Realm, and the last one for the master who has not yet recognized him. Master is planning to force him to stay and wait for other destined people in your sect, and not give us outsiders any chance at all?"

Once these words were finished, even the real masters who wanted to pretend to scold the young man with bamboo sword decisively gave up and waited for Shi Xuanqing's answer.

Because of the opportunity of Guo Dalu, Xiao Tian of Beiming Sect created the myth of step by step. Yu Lingling got the opportunity of Guo Dalu, not only successfully got rid of the entanglement of the Apostle of Night, but also broke it and then established it and re-entered the path of cultivation.

If these are nothing, then Guo Dalu's feat of using the mountain gate formation to destroy a third-level master would be shocking enough.

Therefore, the opportunities he left behind were extraordinary and he was determined to win.

"Oh, if you count this way, then the third opportunity left by the junior brother has already recognized the master." Shi Xuanqing said.

Everyone was shocked, but their faces were silent and they looked at Shi Xuanqing quietly.

Several great masters all tightened their fists secretly.

The young man from Zhudao still sneered, "Justice Master said just now that there was no third opportunity, but now he said he has recognized his master. Is the master treating us like a monkey?"

"Your words are suspected of sow discord." Shi Xuanqing looked at the young man with a bamboo sword, his tone became calm, and he replied in the tone of Guo Dalu, thinking to himself: This young man is aggressive and has a deep mind. Looking at Beiming, he may only be the youngest brother's mouth that can match him.

The young man from Zhujian smiled and said proudly: "In his next words and deeds, we follow the master's master. We have a judgment in our hearts. Master said that the third opportunity has already recognized the master, and I don't know who he recognized?"

"It's me." Shi Xuanqing Sulai didn't like to beat around the bush. He tried not to talk about the things that could be solved by fists. The young man from the bamboo sword repeatedly provoked the relationship between Bei Ming and other sects, and his intentions were very sinister and he had to be careful.

"Your Excellency, do you have any opinions?"

When talking about the last four words, Shi Xuanqing's body turned slightly. The elders of the Beiming Sect standing behind her clearly saw the robe behind the sect leader swaying slightly, and waves appeared from top to bottom, knowing that the sect leader had fired.

Guo Dalu felt the new aura of the twelve great masters and secretly praised in his heart. If he had not used today's momentum to shape a new identity and expose the false intentions of those sects, he would have to give Master Xuan Qing a five.

"I'm here, how dare I be right? Master Shi has doubts..."

Guo Dalu seemed unable to withstand the pressure of the great master, and his tone of speaking seemed a bit difficult, "I would like to hear it carefully."

Shi Xuanqing judged that the Zhudao Boy's realm was around the Ninth Level Realm, and retracted some of his energy and said, "I didn't want to mention this matter to others. I wouldn't help but have other fellow Taoists worried and concerned about it. I happened to talk about it together today."

Speaking of this, Shi Xuanqing paused and then said aloud: "If it weren't for the trip to Lion Camel Mountain, it would take at least three to ten years to achieve the twelfth level of the Tao. Therefore, I said that the third opportunity left by the junior brother fell on me."

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at each other. In the past ten thousand, they didn't believe it, but Guo Dalu knew that every sentence of Shi Xuanqing was true.

At the beginning, she recognized herself as her junior brother. In addition to repaying her life-saving grace, she also wanted to find a great protector for the Beiming Sect. Later, she showed her ways to fight against geniuses to the Night Demon. Her expectations for herself became even higher. Once she had a sustenance in her heart, her pursuit of a new realm would undoubtedly be more harsh, and she looked forward to true perfection, so-called no regrets in the entrance. Of course, there was also a little bit of instinctive slackness and laziness.

However, with Guo Dalu's trip to Lion Camel Mountain and the subsequent arrival of the saint's ruling result, the arrangement of the Great Protector was completely bankrupt and there was no way out. In addition, there was a gradually friendship with Guo Dalu at this time. He was filled with resentment and grief. With a ruthless resistance to the saint, he climbed the twelfth floor overnight, which was in line with her style of being indifferent to life and doing things if she didn't accept it.

Guo Dalu nodded, "Since that's the case, there's nothing to say."
To be continued...