Master: Taking a peek at the diary, my disciple is 100 million points strong

Lin Mu was surrounded in the center of the crowd, helpless and trembling.

True Disciple, you and I were very noisy, and forced the forest to retreat a few steps, which was moved by the gravel and planted to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Qingyang threw down the demon beast bones and fur in his hand and walked forward.

The True Transmission disciples were shocked.

Even if the resources in the hands of all of them combined, there were not as many as Ye Qingyang threw into the ground.

A voice rang out from the crowd.

"Senior Brother Ye, I advise you to avoid associating with such waste, so as not to drag yourself down.

"There is nothing more despicable than trampling on the dignity of fellow disciples, and in my opinion, such talents are waste, such as you.

Ye Qingyang walked in front of Lin Mu and stretched out his hand, "Get up, the more you are bullied, the more you have to straighten your waist."

Lin Mu's helpless eyes gradually became calm when he looked at Ye Qingyang's gaze, and the fear in his eyes slowly dissipated.

He looked at Ye Qingyang gratefully.

"Let's go, Brother Qingyang, I'm used to it.

Lin Mu tried to pull Ye Qingyang away, and then found that he used all his strength, and he didn't see Ye Qingyang move half an inch.

"Hahaha, did you hear

what this waste called him?" "Brother Qingyang, is this also what a waste can call?"

The disciples in front of him were still a mouthful of waste, and Lin Mu just lowered his head, avoiding the vicious gaze of these people, and said with heavy force in his hand, wanting to take Ye Qingyang away.

"He can't scream, can you scream?"

"Use your spiritual power, let me see what kind of realm you are."

Ye Qingyang couldn't help but say, summoning spiritual power is a palm, and he deliberately collected his strength before taking out the palm.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Qingyang arrived in front of the disciple who had spoken provocatively many times, and slashed it with a heavy palm.

Poof! The

disciple was knocked out seven or eight meters away and smashed on an ancient tree, which kept shaking, and the fallen leaves swayed and fell to cover him, looking very embarrassed.

"It's just a mid-foundation building, and I dare to be so arrogant.

Ye Qingyang's eyes flashed with disdain, and he planned to pull Lin Mu away.

"Ye Qingyang

, you, you dog fights human power!" "Yes! Dog fights human power, what the previous head said was right, you just relied on the power of Biluo Master, just..."

There

were two people who complained for the beaten disciples, Ye Qingyang walked towards them leisurely, and the two of them were frightened by the powerful aura and were silent.

said that he could endure anything, but he couldn't pull his master.

"I think you're looking for death!" Ye

Qingyang clenched his hands into fists, his body overflowed with a terrifying aura, and the dust of fallen leaves rose to the sky and flew all over the sky.

The True Transmission disciples present suddenly felt that it was difficult to breathe, and they could barely stand firm after summoning their lifelong cultivation.

"Senior brothers, let's go up together and clean up the door for the sect!" The

disciples led by him raised their arms and shouted, and their fierce eyes swept over in unison.

The monstrous momentum swept in, and the vegetation on both sides shook violently, breaking three or five ancient trees in the blink of an eye.

The spiritual power gathered by the disciples of the True Tradition flowed out, and the coercion was like a vast ocean churning, and there was no grass growing in the place where they passed.

"Brother Qingyang, don't fight with them, run away!" Lin

Mu desperately blocked the wind with his hands, his clothes hunted, and the swift wind blew, taking away a lot of air, even if he opened his lips wide, it was difficult to breathe fresh air.

"I won't kill you, you want to kill me

!" "Then I'll purge the disciples for the sect today!" Ye

Qingyang shouted loudly, "Tai'a Immortal Sword, come out!" Dozens

of fairy swords shot out from behind, the sword light was awe-inspiring, and the killing intent was everywhere.

Ye Qingyang made a wonderful gesture with his hands in the air, and the immortal sword was immediately aimed at the true disciple and rushed over.

"It's... Spiritual Weapon

!" "Master Biluo has already taught you the Tai'a Immortal Sword

!" "Retreat! Retreat!" Seeing

that the defeat was imminent, the True Transmission disciple immediately turned into a rainbow light and fled.

Tranquility was restored in front of him, and Ye Qingyang hurriedly withdrew the fairy sword.

Lin Mu looked at this scene in a daze, his expression sluggish.

This is the Tai'a Immortal Sword.

Even if it is Song Xu, he does not have the blessing of the spiritual weapon that he can get his hands on now.

And Ye Qingyang, who was still at the first level of qi refining not long ago, actually got the Tai'a Immortal Sword.

Lin Mu's heart suddenly burned with blood.

A waste wood with a layer of qi refining has become a powerhouse holding the Tai'a Immortal Sword in just one month.

He is still in the early stage of foundation building, and he is much higher than the first level of qi refining.

From today on, as long as he concentrates on cultivation and has more trials in the secret realm, breaking through the realm is just around the corner!

"Brother Qingyang, you are my role model!" Ye Qingyang

was surprised and a little relieved.

I knew that the Tai'a Immortal Sword could arouse Lin Mu's fighting spirit, what kind of energy did he waste, just show the sword directly.

"You absorb these first.

He pointed to something on the ground.

Lin Mu nodded like a chicken island rice, urging the spiritual power in his body to swallow the demon beast's inner pill one by one.

The initial stage of foundation building, the middle stage of foundation building, and the peak of foundation building.

The realm of the forest tree gave birth to two small realms in a row.

Then, under Ye Qingyang's teaching, the bones of the demon beast were forged into low-level weapons with spiritual power.

Lin Mu is in his hand, and he is quite handy.

"Brother Qingyang, you are really my nobleman.

Ye Qingyang was amused by Lin Mu and shook his head.

"Tell me, why did they bully you?"

"Alas, it's not because my qualifications are too poor, when I first entered the sect, no elders were willing to accept me.

Lin Mu looked into the distance, and his thoughts began to drift.

He didn't actually want to enter the sect to cultivate immortals, just because this was his parents' last words.

I hope that after their deaths, Lin Mu will be able to devote himself to cultivating the Immortal Cultivator Sect and become more independent.

So no matter how timid Lin Mu is, he can't ignore the trust of his death, so he goes up the mountain.

He had no intention of going to the Dao, and coupled with the fact that his bones were very poor, the elders said that it was difficult for him to succeed.

Even if he is given more resources to pile up, it will be difficult to become a big tool, and he will only be a refining void for the rest of his life.

"What's wrong with refining the void? Biluo Senior Ancestor, Elder Long Aotian, which one hasn't been stagnant in refining the void for a long time.

"If you want to find a stable place in this world, it is more than enough to refine the void.

Ye Qingyang forked.

Lin Mu smiled bitterly, "I thought so at first, and even thought that even if I couldn't refine the void, it wouldn't hurt to stagnate in qi refining for the rest of my life, and I had always completed the dying trust."

"But there are many disciples in the sect, and I haven't improved for many years, and my progress is more than three times slower than that of my peers, so they began to isolate me, ridicule me, and use all kinds of tricks to trick me, causing me to be scolded by the elders.

"Because my roots are very poor, no elder is willing to accept me, so I can only cultivate by myself in the Xiaoyao Sect, and without the elder as a backer, they will be even more presumptuous.

The past came out of Lin Mu's mouth, and Ye Qingyang looked at Lin Mu sympathetically.