Chapter 47 The seven-year-old grandmaster saw ghosts in the daytime!
  Taking a deep breath, Li Muyang looked serious when he felt the pressure.

He slowly looked at the other Taoist disciple standing on his left. This young man was his third junior brother. He was eighteen years old this year and his cultivation had reached a first-class level.

The third junior brother nodded slightly to him, indicating that he would be sure of success.

Seeing this, the other Xuanmen disciples became slightly calmer.

However, this time the young man did not faint suddenly when he came on the field, but his ending was even more miserable than if he fainted directly.

But before he could make any move, he was casually flicked by Li Ping'an's sleeve, and his whole body was like a kite with its string broken, flying back and forth from nowhere.

"Wow!"

The whole square was in a state of excitement.

Everyone, including the Xuanmen disciples who had laughed at Li Ping'an before, were stunned by this scene.

Can a seven-year-old kid defeat a top-notch master with a flick of his sleeve?
  Are they dazzled, or did they not wake up at all today?

The expression on Li Ping'an's face remained unchanged, a pair of bright and cold eyes swept over them, and he said calmly: "I repeat, please come here, elders, you are no match for me!"

Seeing this situation, Li Muyang's mouth twitched.

From the moment Li Ping'an came to the door, he felt that there was something evil about this matter.

But at first, he thought it was because the Yuan Dynasty's attitude towards this matter seemed a bit baffling.

But now, where is this?

The biggest evil is clearly the seven-year-old boy in front of him!

Where the hell did you invite this monster?

Being able to easily crush top-notch experts at the age of seven, it's not that exaggerated to start practicing right from your mother's womb, right?
  It's so scary!
  Li Muyang broke out in cold sweat all over his body.

Although it was extremely funny to use the word "horrible" to describe a seven-year-old child, other than this word, he couldn't think of any other word that could be more appropriate.

Li Muyang opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

After all, he had said before that he did not want to bully the small.

But now, if the older ones don't bully the younger ones, the so-called peers are no match for this monster in front of him!
  Seeing that a group of people were riding a tiger, Li Ping'an didn't say anything more. His martial arts aura was fully activated, and he was ready to use his power to overwhelm others and force the group of old turtles who were standing behind the scenes and unwilling to come forward to show up!
  Immediately, everyone felt a huge crisis.

——But in Li Ping'an's eyes, there seemed to be thousands of troops galloping.

Just one glance made them feel the murderous intent in that young boy, like a volcano erupting!
  Martial arts will!

The young man in front of him actually understood the master's exclusive martial arts will!
  "This...how is this possible?"

Among the crowd, there were inner disciples with higher cultivation levels who sensed the secret and couldn't help but exclaimed. The look in their eyes towards Li Ping'an was even more panicked than when they saw a ghost in the daytime.

A seven-year-old grandmaster, is this not more terrifying than a ghost?
  Li Muyang also came to his senses at this moment, and silently opened his mouth. He felt as if a thunderbolt sounded above his head, and his whole body was struck by thunder.

Li Ping'an didn't embarrass them. He withdrew his martial arts energy and said calmly: "You should know my attitude now, right? If you don't want to lose your life in vain, just call someone who can take care of it!"

Xuanmen Daozong has always had a good relationship with the Yuan royal family, and the two are interdependent in a sense.

Therefore, Li Pingan did not want to go on a killing spree unless absolutely necessary.

At this moment, there were tens of thousands of disciples of the Xuanmen Dao Sect in the square, but none of them could make even the slightest cluttered sound.

Everyone was stiff, as if struck by lightning. Looking at Li Ping'an, the look in their eyes was simply more exciting than knocking over the five-flavor bottle.

Fortunately, the mission Li Pingan was really looking for finally appeared.    A colorful bridge rises out of thin air.

An indistinguishable old man from the Xuanmen Taoist Sect stepped on the Colorful Rainbow Bridge and walked out of the depths of the clouds and mist.

A pair of deep and unwavering eyes glanced at Li Ping'an, and the old man slowly said: "Young man, you want to use the trunk of the ancient tea tree of enlightenment to cast the foundation of martial arts, right? You are not young at all! My ancestor called me Come and give it a try, if you can defeat me, this thing will naturally be yours!"

As he spoke, the old man waved one arm, and a small green tree the size of a palm appeared. The light of the small tree circulated, and the top of the tree continued to swallow and shower the essence of heaven and earth.

Although Li Ping'an had never seen the ancient tea tree of Wudao before.

But the first time he saw this small tree, Li Ping'an was extremely sure that the thing in the old man's hand was the ancient martial arts tea tree!
  There is no other reason than that this little tree is too magical.

Even if it is placed there alone, it feels like the center of the world.

Li Ping'an was not polite to the old man. He took out half of the rhizome from the jade box and said calmly: "The real dragon elixir is also here. If you can take it from me, this thing will also be yours!"

When the old man saw this, there was a ray of fire in his eyes, but he hid it very well. He laughed loudly and said: "You are such a arrogant boy, let me weigh your weight!"

……

To the outside world, the news that Prince Yuan was challenging the Xuanmen Dao Sect had completely spread.

Xuanmen Daozong wanted to cover it up, but with so many pairs of eyes witnessing it, how could he cover it up?

The more secretive it is, the more it looks like to outsiders that there is no silver in this place.

There are many people in the world who are idle, bold, and wanton.

Even though the Xuanmen Dao Sect has implemented martial law and banned outsiders from entering the sect square, there are still many people who are not afraid of death and sneak in to watch the fun.

When they saw that the person blocking the door was really a boy of several years old, the eyes of a group of people in the world lit up.

Since the Great Yuan Dynasty, there have been fewer and fewer melons in the world every year. Today, a shocking melon finally broke out. How can I not be excited?

Shu Liu and several other storytellers also disguised themselves and slipped in.

At this moment, looking at the peerless and independent handsome young man in front of the mountain gate and the crowded group of Taoist disciples opposite the young man, Shu Liu and others have already imagined countless stories that can be arranged in their minds.

It’s a good trip. I don’t have to worry about running out of themes to write stories for most of the next half year!
  However, just when a group of people in the world were watching the excitement and thinking that Li Ping'an would be expelled soon, what happened in front of them was like a real legend in a picture book, making everyone's eyes widen unconsciously.

Li Ping'an defeated the first-class warrior with one move, and the martial arts will in his body was so overwhelming that nearly ten thousand Xuanmen Dao Sect disciples could not lift their heads.

In the end, the Xuanmen Taoist Sect completely lost their temper and personally sent a grandmaster-level elder to fight to the death with the ancient tea tree of Enlightenment in hand...

Everything was a violent shock no less than an earthquake to the many warriors in the martial arts world.

They feel that the three views they have spent decades or hundreds of years building up have been shattered in just one stick of incense.

"This little hairy baby...is he a master?"

"Who can tell me whether this is a hallucination or a dream? I can't tell, I really can't tell!"

"That's outrageous. If the other party is really a young grandmaster...if the news spreads, I'm afraid the entire world will be in turmoil!"

A group of people were stunned, their mouths were dry and their scalps were numb.

……

(End of this chapter)

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