Sign in to the lower realm for 100,000 years, and you will become invincible when you ascend!

Chapter 7 Big head and thick neck
Mu Yao beside her was also watching the fun.

Hearing this, he immediately glanced at Lu Ran.

He hit him with his elbow and said: "We are in this spiritual world, not to mention under the immortals, in the realm of immortals, we are just novices. You go up and compete with others for sword power. Are you tired of living?"

Lu Ran curled his lips.

After signing into the lower realm for a hundred thousand years, the feeling of being tired of living often occurs.

It’s just a trip through time, and I’m not willing to die.

But now, the great mountains and rivers of the spiritual world are waiting for him to visit, and countless disciples are waiting for him to reunite. He doesn't want to die.

Maybe this is self-confidence, the self-confidence that comes from the system!
"Discussing Tao is no better than sparring. This thing is much more vicious." Mu Yunzong introduced it.

It’s a bad habit in the spiritual world.

If it's just a sparring match, the two sides will stop at it, and the harder one will get hurt.

Even if the situation gets out of control, there are still bosses who can step in and stop it.

But in terms of swordsmanship and swordsmanship, the two sides have become so inseparable that they are inseparable.

If you are not careful, your artistic conception will be shattered!
The consequences of the collapse of the sword's will can be imagined. Not only was he injured, his realm was damaged, and his future career as a swordsman was also in doubt.

That is the foundation of sword cultivation!
So, generally speaking, no one wants to talk about Taoism.

Even those geniuses with monstrous talents are afraid of something unexpected happening.

Su Yueling certainly knew the consequences of this.

But he couldn't figure out what Lu Qingshan was going to do.

Just for provocation?
At this time.

Lu Qingshan spoke again: "Although our Yijiange sect was not as established as the Great Luo Swordsman in the time of its founding, I am confident in the teaching ability of Yijiange. How about a bet between you and me today?"

Sure enough, there is a purpose!
"What do you mean? How to bet?" Su Yueling said casually.

"You and I, including the elders, will not participate or interfere. Disciples, disciples, and grandsons, including guest ministers, can compete. If my people win, you and I will become Taoist partners. The Daluo Sword Sect will be merged into our Yijian Pavilion. I, Yi Jiange is also willing to recruit more disciples, and at the same time, it is willing to pay you double the current monthly salary of a Daluo Sword Sect disciple!"

The latter sentence was probably to appease and win over the disciples of Daluo Sword Sect.

But I have to say, it really works!
There are many disciples of Daluo Sword Sect, but not everyone has such a sense of belonging.

Especially the disciples of the outer sect, whose talents are mediocre, and who work every day just for the few cultivation resources they have every month.

If Yi Jiange is willing to give double...

Not to mention the outcome of today's bet, when Lu Qingshan leaves, I am afraid that many disciples will leave Daluo Sword Sect and go to Yijian Pavilion instead.

As a result, the overall sect strength of Yijian Pavilion is even higher than that of Daluo Sword Sect!
Even if Su Yueling doesn't obey, he can still gradually encroach!

"Insidious!" Lu Ran cursed directly after hearing this.

Having lived for a hundred thousand years, Lu Qingshan knows what shit he poops when he sticks his butt out!

Su Yueling also probably saw through Lu Qingshan's intention.

Lu Qingshan knew that Su Yueling would not bet easily, and he was not so sure that he could win Su Yueling today.

But with just a little thought, you can take away so many disciples of Daluo Sword Sect and make a lot of money!
Su Yueling gritted her teeth. Even if she knew what Lu Qingshan meant, she couldn't solve it.

Increase the monthly salary of current disciples?
impossible!
The gift itself is quite a lot, but if it is doubled, the Great Luo Sword Sect will be hollowed out if it can’t support it for long!
Su Yueling became irritable when she couldn't find her master.

Lu Qingshan wanted to play tricks on him, so Su Yueling immediately planned to refuse and drive him away.

As for those idle disciples, feel free to keep them or not!

But Su Yueling hasn't spoken yet.

"Bold! How could I, the head master of Daluo Sword Sect, be so frivolous by you!"

An angry roar.

Among the crowd, a strong young man walked out, the sword in his hand already unsheathed!
"Fan Yong! Don't be impulsive!" Su Mei was startled.

This Fan Yong is her disciple!

Although his talent is indeed good, he has also understood the meaning of the sword, and reached the realm of true immortal three years ago. But after all, he is still a fledgling boy!

and.

By standing up, isn't it equivalent to accepting a challenge?
Isn't it equivalent to agreeing to this bet for Su Yueling?
"Idiot..." Lu Ran sighed and shook his head.

"It's true that he is a bit impulsive. He has a big head, a thick neck and a simple mind." Mu Yao couldn't help but say.

But Fan Yong was full of enthusiasm.

He said without looking back: "Master, don't worry, my Daluo Sword Sect is not weak to his Yijian Pavilion!"

After saying that, step out!
Peng!
The slate floor beneath my feet was torn apart, with a radius of five meters suddenly falling by three inches!

Countless green and yellow sword energy swirled around the body, and a strong wind rose slowly.

You know, this is just showing the sword's will, not using any attack moves.

If you dare to stand up, Fan Yong still has something.

"I have long heard that Su Mei, the great elder of the Great Luo Sword Sect, is a genius with extraordinary talent. He understood the meaning of the Tiangang Sword during the period of transcending tribulation. Looking at it this way, there is really something."

Accompanied by a chuckle.

Behind Lu Qingshan, a young man wearing white brocade clothes jumped down gracefully.

The body is as light as a swallow and the steps are gentle.

The moment he landed, a long sword also appeared in his hand, holding it at an angle.

He said calmly: "Yijian Pavilion Lu Shaoyang, please teach me!"

Done.

Don't give Daluo Jianzong a chance to regret it.

Taking a deep breath, a wave of heat rolled out, mixed with his own sword intention and intertwined with Fan Yong's Tiangang sword intention.

"Is he Lu Shaoyang?" Mu Yunzong said in surprise.

This time, Lu Ran and Mu Yao didn't wait to ask.

Mu Yunzong introduced: "This Lu Shaoyang is the son of Lu Qingshan. It is said that he has understood the Tribulation Fire Sword Intent in three hundred years, transcended calamities and ascended to the heavens in four hundred years, become a true immortal in the fifth level in eight hundred years, and a true immortal in one thousand years." Eighth Heaven! He is a prodigy, his sword intent is fierce and extremely aggressive, not inferior to Fan Yong’s Tiangang Sword Intention!"

Lu Ran heard another important point.

"This Lu Qingshan, does he have a baby?" Lu Ran raised his eyebrows.

Then he still dares to miss my little fat girl?

Want to eat fart!

"Maybe it's his ex-wife, I'm not sure exactly, or she's dead." Mu Yunzong shrugged.

Only then did Lu Ran look at the battle situation again.

The swords of both sides are intertwined, each is standing still, and his own spiritual power is invisible, a complete competition of artistic conception!
"This has nothing to do with discussing Taoism. It's just the product of a bad habit of being competitive." Lu Ran muttered.

It has no effect at all. It's just to suppress others and highlight your own talents.

Above the nine heavens, Lu Qingshan was elated, his face full of confidence and determination.

On the high platform, Su Yueling frowned, unable to get off the tiger.

Not to mention the bet, it was just a competition between the disciples in terms of swordsmanship. If they lost, they might have fallen into Lu Qingshan's scheme.

Mu Yunzong was worried as a guest.

He murmured: "Although Fan Yong is at a low level, he has sword intent that even I haven't comprehended, so he shouldn't lose."

Mu Yao on the side nodded her head in agreement like a chicken pecking at rice.

But Lu Ran curled his lips.

Said: "Then Fan Yong is already dead..."

(End of this chapter)