Chapter 382: Disciples Dispute over Fengyu Tower

In Feitian Gate.

Yu Qingshan suddenly opened his eyes.

This is a dimly lit cave where the disciples live, so the conditions are naturally not good.

There were no monks in the cave. The ground was covered with a layer of brown hardwood to prevent moisture, and the walls were covered with rugged rocks.

Fortunately, the only good thing is that the spiritual energy is still abundant.

The next moment, Yu Qingshan carefully picked up a worn storage bag from his sleeve.

He spread out the storage bag, and then took out a few pieces of scattered spirit stones wrapped in sesame oil cloth from the storage bag. Because they had not been used for a long time, the spirit stones were already stained with a lot of oil.

Yu Qingshan sighed secretly.

Not long ago, his mother Ye Li called him out from the outside of the mountain alone and brought him this worn-out storage bag that had been bought and sold for who knows how many times.

Among them were a few spirit stones, which Ye Li obtained by selling the last few pieces of jewelry she had after the Yu family was destroyed.

The hardships of practicing made him more determined.

And the fact that he changed from a rich boy to a poor monk made him feel indescribable about his situation.

However, after many years, he had already reached adulthood, and with the awakening of his high-level innate power, what remained in his heart was a firm will and a belief in not giving up.

Relying on his Xuan-level innate ability and the subsidies given by the sect, he can maintain his daily practice.

Especially when he was on a mission outside, many protectors and deacons would give him some face because of his nominal cousin's identity.

He would often be given some good work and receive a few more spirit stones than ordinary tasks.

In this way, his practice has not been hindered.

Having already reached the peak of the eighth level of ventilation, one can condense the Qi of heaven and earth at any time and enter the ninth level.

He also had his own plans, and would not accept any tasks that required him to spend a lot of time to earn spirit stones and waste his own time for cultivation.

This time the disciple competition is about to begin.

He also felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

His goal was naturally to obtain the Martial Golden Elixir to assist in breaking through the martial artist realm.

However, it is very difficult to get the first place in the competition, as there are too many experts aiming at you.

He was not absolutely sure.

The next moment, a strange-looking flying tiger with wings suddenly appeared behind him.

The tiger flapped its huge wings, one wing was like a sharp sword, while the other was like a mad knife.

The giant tiger flapped its wings continuously and actually carried him slowly into the sky.

He looked up and found that he had flown out of the cave without knowing when.

He deliberately chose a remote location halfway up the mountain.

It is to seek quietness and not be disturbed.

Outside the cave, there is a verdant old cypress tree with its neck tilted, growing obliquely to the horizon.

He flew over the cypress and looked ahead with a burning gaze.

"It's time to go out and meet those opponents."

At this time, quite a few people were already standing in the disciple hall.

Many people retreated to the side when they saw Yu Qingshan coming.

Ever since awakening his true nature as a sword and fierce tiger.

Yu Qingshan has a weird temper and is incredibly ferocious. His sword is so sharp that it soars into the sky.

Many people dare not have too much contact with him.

He frowned slightly. At this moment, almost all the disciples of the sect were here.

The argument was quite loud and extremely noisy.

"How come those independent cultivators can also participate in the disciple competition?"

Many people are still worried.

"The number of people participating in this disciple competition is already extremely large, the largest number in history. If a group of independent cultivators come, the competition will be even more intense."

Nowadays, there are more than a thousand disciples of the right age in all the major sects and families alone.

If we add the number of independent cultivators, there may be as many as 2,000 people.

Rank in the top ten, top seven, or even first among two thousand people.

No one knows whether the enemy has any hidden tricks or backup plans.

No one dares to claim victory easily.

"Li Ziyuan, you can't be unable to defeat even those casual cultivators, right?"

A group of people laughed and played a prank on him.

However, there were also some experienced disciples who had worked outside and snorted coldly.

"You guys really underestimate those independent cultivators. They have been digging for food in the fields for a long time, and the competition is much more intense than that of the sect disciples. I'm afraid that ordinary people are really no match for them."

"I don't know if the others are my match, but that idiot is definitely not my match."

Someone laughed, stretched out his finger and pointed to one side. Yu Qingshan looked in the direction that person's finger was pointing.

I found that the person facing me was a young man with his head lowered.

He was dull and the disciple's clothes he wore were already frayed at the edges.

At this moment, he was holding a pot of black ebony in his arms, which was half a person's height and looked like a small tree.

He stared at the small tree motionlessly.

He didn't say anything in rebuttal, nor did he take what everyone said to heart.

Yu Qingshan's ferocity remained unabated, while that man was stupid and foolish.

Everyone around them quickly moved away from them, forming an empty circle, which made the two of them stand out.

After a while, a fragrant breeze blew.

A graceful figure with a long sword on his back slowly walked towards them.

She was dressed in snow-white clothes and had jet-black hair. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her eyes were like stars, and her hair was stuck to her neck, which made her skin look even whiter.

At this moment, among all the disciples, Huo Bingshuang was carrying a white ice sword on her back. She really looked like a saint or a fairy in the moon, making everyone dare not look directly at her.

All the disciples automatically retreated to both sides, leaving a blank passage.

"Huo Bingshuang is back?"

"It seems like I haven't seen her for years."

……

Many people were talking about it. Since awakening her true nature, Huo Bingshuang has rarely appeared in front of others.

I heard that she seemed to have a peerless swordsman as her master and has always been mysterious.

Although many disciples have not yet fought.

But the secret confrontation and competition had already begun. Yu Qingshan looked at Huo Bingshuang, a trace of love and obsession flashed in his eyes, then he smiled bitterly and suppressed his gaze.

But the gaze was too scorching. Huo Bingshuang was startled by it. She suddenly turned around and saw that it was Yu Qingshan. She smiled at him.

But he sighed inwardly.

"Yu Qingshan doesn't look stupid, he's smart, and he's even awakened such a good destiny. How could he be so stupid?"

"Master Ye is such a rare talent, and he is also a practitioner of swordsmanship. He is also his cousin, but he doesn't know how to rely on him. He only knows how to rely on his own brute force and practice hard. When will he be able to break through to the realm of a warrior?"

Yu Qingshan didn't know what Huo Bingshuang was thinking.

Huo Bingshuang merely glanced at Yu Qingshan and then looked away.

In her eyes, there is only one person she can keep in her heart.

There is only one person who can allow her to concentrate all her mind and fight in this disciple competition.

That was Yan Qingying, who had already gained some fame among the disciples of the previous generation.

She had clearly already reached the pinnacle of the Tongqi cultivator and was able to break through to the warrior realm.

But in order to obtain the Golden Elixir of Martial Fortune, it is just to be on the safe side.

However, he forcibly suppressed his own cultivation and chose to compete with these new round of disciples.

“Bug…bug!”

When Huo Bingshuang was thinking about something, a dull voice suddenly sounded in the quiet hall.

The sudden voice brought everyone back to their senses.

Only upon closer inspection did I realize it was the unknown, stupid Zhang Zhe.

He stretched out his hand, and everyone noticed that several white insects were flying above the pot of black-stemmed zedoary that he was holding.

Chewing on the thick, inky black orchid leaves.

Many people secretly despise it in their hearts.

"This man is truly stupid."

"He only knows how to watch over his useless fellow practitioner everyday. Can he possibly make anything out of him?"

"This kind of person is simply a waste of resources. Even if you give him a martial arts golden elixir, he won't be able to break through to the martial artist realm."

"I heard from the deacons that he always forgets what he is given. He forgets it in one day. He just stares blankly every day. No matter what you ask him, he can't answer anything."

……

Many people laughed in their hearts, but did not dare to be too provocative.

Although this person is stupid and dull, he is from the Zhang family after all, especially his grandfather, who is the supreme elder of the Zhang family.

Many people don't dare to provoke
At this moment, the insect on the Wujingzelan suddenly flew up.

When everyone looked up, they saw that the insect had already bitten two holes in the orchid.

"What a sharp tongue, this is the king's business of the Five Poison Sect."

Zhang Zhe's eyes even turned slightly red.

"You have to compensate me for my black-stemmed zelanthus."

"Compensation is useless, get out of the way, idiot."

When Yu Qingshan saw this scene, he snorted coldly and already knew who the visitor was.

"Wang Ye, we are all brothers now, it's a bit too much for you to do this."

"Yu Qingshan, what's the matter? Are you going to help him?"

A teasing voice sounded, and the man was wearing a green robe with his chest half exposed, revealing his muscular chest and abdominal muscles.

The face is painted with colors.

In his hand was a jet-black insect bag.

Although the Five Poison Sect was breached by the Feitian Sect.

However, many outstanding disciples were also accepted into the Feitian Sect.

There were also many open and covert struggles between the new and old disciples during the integration.

The person who took action was named Wang Ye.

He is a representative figure among the disciples of this generation of the Five Poison Sect. He has various methods of controlling poisonous insects, such as iron wire worms and bear power worms.

Strength cannot be underestimated either.

Zhang Zhe was stupid and silly. Although the black-stemmed zelan in his hand was only a first-level fellow practitioner, it was extremely rare.

It has a fatal attraction to the spirit insects he controls.

He wanted to exchange it in the Sutra Repository, but he didn't expect that it had already been taken away by Zhang Zhe.

Originally, he was planning to do the deal privately and have a good conversation with him.

But the fool simply ignored him and never replied no matter how he wrote letters or asked for favors from others.

Therefore, the two of them became enemies.

His cultivation has reached the ninth level of Tongqi.

He was originally an extremely powerful figure among the previous disciples of the Five Poison Sect.

After hearing this, Wang Ye snorted coldly.

"Yu Qingshan, if you want to stand up for others, you must have the ability to stand up for others, otherwise you will be a joke. I would like to see how sharp your sword skills are."

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help but be shocked.

"How powerful is Wang Ye? He actually dares to challenge Yu Qingshan."

"Doesn't he know that Ye Hufa is this man's cousin?"

However, some people have already obtained various information privately.

"It is said that when Ye Hufa was young, he went to the Yu family to borrow spirit stones. Unexpectedly, he did not borrow enough spirit stones, and was ridiculed by the Yu family. Therefore, the relationship between the two families has never been good."

"But after all, even if the blood vessels are broken, they are still connected to the bones."

The two men were on the verge of a fight, and Huo Bingshuang swung a cold sword, separating the two.

Everyone was shocked, because no one saw how she drew the sword.

"Two brothers, we are from the same sect. Why are you forcing each other and playing tricks on others?"

"The range of people participating in the sect competition this time is extremely wide. The many brothers and sisters should work together to ensure that the first place does not fall to him."

Huo Bingshuang possesses extraordinary talent and is extremely powerful.

In addition, I later heard that she had become the disciple of a mysterious person.

So the two of them held their breath and didn't dare to say much.

……

Everything in the sect is proceeding in an orderly manner.
One day, Ye Yang summoned the Sun-Chasing Flying Turtle to come to Fengyu Tower.

(End of this chapter)