Chapter 63 The Past

Hearing Wu Yizi's words, Mo Yufeng couldn't help it for a long time. He jumped out and said loudly, "Wu Yizi, Gan Ping has not yet become a formal disciple of the outer door. Anyone can include him under the door. You coaxed him before because you didn't follow the door rules first. The name of this master and apprentice is countless." When Wu Yizi heard Mo Yufeng's words, his face suddenly sank, "Brother Mo, are you sure you want to compete with me for this disciple?" Gan Ping himself has long regarded him as the descendant of the manor. In the past few months, he has tried his best to teach him, but he didn't expect that there would be a person with his strong disciple, which made Wu Yizi a little unhappy.

"It's not that I want to rob you, but my brother, you have really gone too far. Gan Ping was originally a registered disciple of the outer door, but you secretly included it under the door regardless of the rules..." It seems that the dispute between the two must be irreconcilable. The angry real person above looked at the two people's lips and tongues below helplessly. The scramble is red-faced. The other elders also looked at the two people with strange faces, and sometimes glanced at Gan Ping, who stood aside. Gan Ping didn't expect that he had caused such a big dispute. He couldn't help but be a little stunned and looked innocently at the two people quarreling in the hall.

In the end, the angry real person saw that it was really outrageous, so he coughed heavily. The two people woke up and found that this was not a place to quarrel. They couldn't help but be a little embarrassed and hurriedly stopped making a sound. Seeing that the two of them closed their voices, it was not easy to blame the two precious brothers. He turned his head and looked at Gan Ping beside him and asked in a low voice, "Gan Ping, what do you think?"

Gan Ping had been thinking for a long time when the two of them quarreled. At this time, he asked himself without anger and knew that he was going to make a statement. He quickly came forward and replied, "My disciple is not talented, and he has a little bad qualifications..." Before he finished speaking, he heard someone snorted coldly beside him, "Huangkou boy, sweet words!" The last cold hum made Gan Ping's heart tremble. This sound was the sound from Fu Bao on the day he fought with Zeng Qi and Li Xing'an. He quickly looked up, and a middle-aged man in blue stood on the side of the hall. His face was also square, and a beard hung in front of his chest, but his eyes flashed and he looked at him fiercely. Gan Ping.

Gan Ping was awe-hearted. He thought that this was Li Liefeng, the ancestor of the Li family, but he didn't expect that this man was so protective of his shortcomings and holding revenge. He didn't even let go of his own small registered disciple. He didn't have the demeanor of a seniors, and he didn't know how to reach the realm of Yuanying. When Mo Shufeng and Wu Yizi saw that he interrupted Gan Ping's words, they couldn't help but look at Li Liefeng angrily. Seeing the two of them like this, Li Liefeng stopped his sarcasm. The two were at the top of the two peaks, and they really couldn't afford to offend them.

Gan Ping glanced at Li Liefeng, looked back to his original state in an instant, and said slowly: "Disciple Gan Ping has been on duty in the fire hall of Mingyunfeng from the beginning of his entry. He followed the immeaous elders to learn the art of alchemy, and learned the seven methods of fire control and pulses. He is also quite interested in the way of alchemy. I would like to join the immand elders. Let's learn the alchemy. Gan Ping knew in his heart that he had been practicing at the master Wuyazi for many days. What's more, the introduction method is still to take the seven methods of fire control and lead the pulse of Mingyunfeng. This Ianzi cares more about himself and tries his best to teach what he has learned in his heart. Although he doesn't know how the first seat of Wei Yufeng is, Master Wu Yizi is very good to him. I know.

Mo Yufeng over there looked worse and worse when he listened to Gan Ping's words. Hearing the last sentence, his face was already green, and he ignored Gan Ping. He turned around and glared at the boundless son and said, "Well, you are a silent old fox. No wonder you are not in a hurry. It turns out that you have caged this disciple. It's over. You're not kind. Don't blame me for being unrighteous!" With that, he turned around and bowed deeply to the angry real person above the hall and said loudly, "The real person in charge, can you listen to Mo Zhenfeng's words?" Seeing that Mo Congfeng was like this, Wu Yizi vaguely seemed to think of something. His face changed slightly and his expression was a little ugly.

"I remember that 17 years ago, Xuanqing, the first disciple under my seat, entered the southern Xinjiang alone in order to explore the conspiracy of evil spirits against my sect, didn't it?" Hearing what Mo Congfeng said, he lamented in his heart that it seemed that today's thing was not easy to do, but this matter could not be sirked, so he had to bravely say, "Yes!" Later, Xuanqing sent a letter from Feijian to inform him of his conspiracy. Because the sect was not ready, after discussion, he ordered my beloved disciple to lie dormant, right? It is said that Mo Zhenfeng's voice is also a little sad. Whoever says that the person who cultivates truth is ruthless. Obviously, Mo Zhenfeng is the person who is affectionate and righteous. Seeing that he mentioned this matter, Wuqi Zhenren sighed for a long time, "This matter does exist. It's also our fault that we don't think well. Poor Xuanqing's child..."

Not waiting for him to sigh, Mo Congfeng interrupted him, "Later, the people in the magic gate laid a blood river to kill array. In order to avoid the casualties of the disciples in the sect, you ordered Xuanqing to wait for the opportunity to move and destroy the corner of the array, right?" This is really my negligence. I shouldn't let Xuanqing take risks." Poor my beloved disciple tried his best to destroy the corner of the array, but was caught by the demon on the spot and suffered all the pain of soul search and soul refining. In the end, even his whole body's cultivation was absorbed by the demon, and the soul was scattered and it was difficult to enter reincarnation!"

Speaking of the first seat of Wei Yufeng Tiangong Hall here, the first person under the head of Miaocheng Sect's sword cultivation actually sobbed a little, "After that, the head of the real person swore to find a disciple with excellent qualifications for my Wei Yufeng's vein, right?" As soon as he said this, he understood the intention of Mo Congfeng's words when he was neutral. Mo Congfeng received a disciple with excellent qualifications more than 30 years ago. Although he is not a Ganping fire spirit body, he is also a rare body of innate golden spirit, which is generally the same as Mo Congfeng's qualification. Although the refinery and fire control are slightly insufficient, it is extremely suitable for this sword cultivation. Therefore, Mo Congfeng cares about him very much. All the skills are passed on to this Xuanqing.

This Xuanqing is also competitive. In just over 20 years, it has reached the state of liquid. If there is no accident, it will definitely become a golden elixir within a hundred years, and in the end, Yuanying Dacheng will also have a good chance. It was just that when he went down the mountain to practice, he was involved in a conspiracy. He knew that the evil spirits outsiders wanted to be unfavorable to the Miaocheng Sect and other sects in the Zihua Fairy Mansion, so he disguised himself as Sanxiu and threw himself into those demons to inquire about the news. Wei Yufeng's vein has always been famous for refining qi, but as for the cultivation of swordsmanship, it is not well known. In addition, Mo Jianfeng is intoxicated with refining and does not publicize, so this Xuanqing's hiding has not been seen through by those demons for a while.

What Xuanqing never expected was that these demons were actually agreeing on a great conspiracy. Seventeen years ago, a fairy tomb in Gaotang, Tianfu mainland China, was born. The sects in Zihua Fairy Mansion were all able to explore. These demons' conspiracy was actually to catch these people. If it succeeds, this Zihua Fairy Mansion The major sects inside are bound to greatly damage their vitality, so Xuanqing's flying sword fire charm told the head that there was no angry real person.

After urgently contacting other major sects, the angry real person told Xuanqing to lurk at ease and inform him of the internal situation from time to time. Then he made a deployment and planned to be a yellow finch. Although Mo Congfeng wanted to recall Xuanqing several times because he was worried about the safety of his disciples during this period, he was stopped by the real person without anger. At this time, it was no longer a matter of one family, but a common thing between the major sects in the whole Zihua Fairy Mansion. He rashly withdrew the undercover. This is nothing It was not easy to make a decision at that time.

It's a pity that people are not as good as God. Although the sects of Zihua Fairy House have made perfect preparations, they have been exposed by a reckless and arrogant Yunhua Sect disciple, which makes those outside demons have to launch the Zihe killing array in advance and surround those elite disciples of various sects who explore the immortal tomb. Fortunately, those doors The disciples reluctantly resisted the power of the immortal tomb, but this blood river killing array is a first-class fierce array of the evil faction. These demons and demons have been prepared for a long time. In a hurry, these monks who are united with various sects can't defeat the fierce killing array for a while. Seeing that the elite disciples who are trapped inside are besieged are gradually going to resist. He stopped. Under the pressure of a sect, the angry real man had to order Xuanqing, the greatest hero of this battle, to destroy this battle from the inside.

The demons gathered this time have a lot of fierce and high-known characters, which makes Xuanqing's disciples with cultivation in the liquidization period do this dangerous thing under the eyes of these giants. They are a little ashamed of the angry real people themselves, but at this point, there is no other way. This Xuanqing is really worthy of being the first generation of the young generation in Miaochengzong. Unexpectedly, he quietly touched the eyes of the blood river killing array under the eyes of these demon giants. Unfortunately, he touched the prohibition and was found by the people who guarded the array. Xuanqing burned the true power of his whole body, turned into Gengjin Jian Gang, and killed the golden elixir guarding the array. The monk Qi destroyed his eyes, but was besieged by other evil monks who came to hear the news. In the end, he was captured and suffered all the pain of soul refining. His essence was also sucked clean by the deeply resentful demon outsider, and died tragically in the blood river killing array.

These demons couldn't see it. They fled overnight. Finally, Mo Lianfeng, who found the dry body of Xuanqing, cried bitterly with his beloved disciple's body in his arms. The relationship between master and apprentice for more than 20 years is no longer father and son, which is better than father and son. Later, the angry real person swore on the spot that he would definitely find an excellent qualified disciple to inherit the mantacle of Wei Yufeng.

When it comes to this matter today, Mo Lianfeng's eyes are already full of tears. He thinks of his deceased beloved Xuanqing. This Gan Ping is like Xuanqing, who is the same innate spirit body, and it is actually the most suitable fire spirit body for the refinery. How can this make Mo Minfeng not very excited. There was a burst of anger above. He did say such words on that day, but today, the name of Gan Ping and Wu Yizi's master and apprentice has been determined. It's just a walk in this hall. Everyone knows the clear thing. You can't use this to rob other people's apprentices, can you?

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall was strange, and everyone was silent. Although he was extremely sympathetic to Mo Congfeng, it was really too inauthentic. Seeing that everyone was silent, Mo Lianfeng smiled coldly. It was not their mantle disciples who died. Of course, these people were indifferent. Taoist monks, a utilitarian heart was not put down, but this sympathy had long been honed.

Gan Ping beside him saw that Wu Yi Zi's face was extremely ugly. Although he didn't understand the relationship, he also vaguely felt that it was a little bad. He turned forward and bowed to Mo Feng and said, "Uncle Mo, I have a lot of love for Gan Ping, but I have already worshipped the elder of Ianzi as my teacher. One day, he was a teacher and a father for life. Gan Ping did not dare to disobey, so..." As Mo Congfeng listened, his face became extremely ugly. On the contrary, the immeapered son had already smiled. Seeing that Gan Ping stopped and said nothing, Mo Congfeng looked at Ganping angrily, but saw the little disciple bowed. On the side, he looked at the outside of the hall with his head on his side.

At this time, all the people in the hall felt that something was wrong. The angry real person rose up and looked at the blood-red sky outside the hall with a gloomy face. At this time, an arrogant and domineering voice came from the air, "Unangry old man, hand over your evil man's smile and wind quickly, otherwise you will become a chicken and dog today!"