Chapter 183 Meow

On the Wanling Mountain, there is Guiji Peak.

The spiritual realm immortal Mu Jue sat cross-legged in the center of the Eternal Cold Pond, his white robe trailing on the ground, his expression calm.

The Taixu sword intent turned into a light golden halo, hovering beside him, emitting a chilling sword pressure. It was clearly midsummer, but the air around him had condensed into frost and snow, which fell drop by drop between his brows.

...What kind of banished immortal is this person?

The deacon in charge couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

He was refining Qi at the age of three, building a foundation at the age of five, and was a young swordsman who could freeze fourteen states with one sword. His speed of breaking the mirror was so fast that he had cultivated to the peak of the Mahayana stage in just a hundred years. No one in the whole world of cultivation could match him.

The chief steward was originally determined to ask the Immortal Lord to come forward and mediate the conflict among the four pavilion masters.

But before entering the Guiji Peak barrier, the steward suddenly hesitated when he saw the Immortal Venerable Mu Jue, whose temperament was as frosty and snowy as he was and who exuded a powerful pressure, not far away.

"Do we really need to ask the Immortal Master to step in for such a trivial matter? This is a bit of a waste of talent..." the chief deacon muttered to himself.

However, at this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from the distance.

Boom!

——Accompanied by the loud noise, a blood-red mushroom cloud rose up, symbolizing the deadly move of the Master of Liefeng Pavilion, Tianjue Liekong!

This move can move mountains and fill the sea. It is a killer move that the leader of Liefeng Pavilion will only use when he is most angry!

The deacon in charge couldn't help but feel terrified and cold sweat broke out on his back.

Before he had time to think about anything, the next second, another green mushroom cloud rose up with a loud bang.

——It is the deadly killing move of the Master of Danling Pavilion, the Nine Netherworld Soul-Devouring Formation!

This move can bring the dead back to life. It is a forbidden spell of Danling Pavilion that can cause the gates of hell to open wide!

The two ultimate killer moves of these two Pavilion Masters, although not enough to destroy the world, are more than enough to destroy a country.

The deacon in charge was so frightened that his face turned pale and his legs went weak.

Why are these two big guys suddenly going crazy? Is there some other grudge between them? It’s not just for that roujiamo, right? ? ! !

Along with the two roars, the roars of the two Pavilion Masters could be heard from afar:

"How dare you! Give me back my Roujiamo!!!"

"Bullshit, Roujiamo originally belonged to me!!!"

Deacon in charge: “…”

Well, case solved.

It’s really just for that roujiamo!

After hearing these two sounds, the deacon in charge did not dare to hesitate any longer, for fear that the two would continue fighting and blow the entire Wanling Mountain to ashes. He made a prompt decision and stepped into the barrier of Guiji Peak.

The next second, the scenery in front of me changed.

Whoosh!

The sound of a sharp sword breaking through the air was heard.

“…”

The surrounding temperature dropped suddenly, and the deacon in charge got goose bumps on his skin.

The spiritual realm immortal master Mu Jue himself was still sitting on the ten thousand year old cold pond, his phoenix eyes slightly closed, his expression as calm as an ancient well, not revealing a single trace of murderous intent. However……

The chief deacon slowly, slowly lowered his head. The tip of the famous sword Taixu, which was flashing with silver light, was already at his throat. If it moved forward an inch, he would be able to take his life effortlessly.

"Who is coming?" A voice as cold as frost sounded.

Every inch of the vast land of Guiji Peak is filled with the spiritual consciousness of the Immortal Lord of the Spirit Realm.

This is the world's number one cultivator who has reached the half-step stage of ascension.

…The deacon in charge suddenly broke out in cold sweat and tears. His legs went limp and he cried out loudly: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh, I’m just an employee, don’t kill me!!!”

Mu Jue: “…”

The chief deacon howled for a long time. After a moment's silence, the tip of the sword finally moved back half an inch impatiently.

"What's the matter?" Mu Jue asked in a cold voice.

After escaping from the shadow of death, the chief deacon howled for a long time, and when the sword tip retreated one more step, he sobbed and cried:

"My Lord Immortal, please listen to me, this is what happened...

"The Master of Liefeng Pavilion and the Master of Danling Pavilion are fighting!"

“…”

After one stick of incense.

Mu Jue had a sullen look on his face as he flew quickly towards Yuyin Hall on his sword.

Today is the day of the sect's general election, but out of trust in the four pavilion masters, Mu Jue himself did not originally plan to show up.

Moreover, although the cultivation base of Pavilion Master Liefeng and Pavilion Master Danling is not as high as his, both of them are at the Mahayana stage and are the face of the Wanling Sect. If it were not for the Wanling Sect's Mu Jue, both of them would be able to take on the responsibilities of a sect's leader.

Although the Master of Liefeng Pavilion has a bad temper and the Master of Danling Pavilion is casual by nature, they both know how to prioritize in times of crisis. They have gotten along quite well over the years, and although there have been minor frictions, there have never been any major conflicts.

...But the deacon in charge said that the two of them fought over a new disciple?

Not only did they fight, but they also used powerful killer moves like the Sky-Breaking Sky-Splitting Formation and the Nine Netherworlds Soul-Devouring Formation? !

Mu Jue really couldn't figure out what kind of brilliant disciple was worthy of such a fight between the two.

Thinking of this, his face slightly stiffened, and he couldn't help but become interested.

I even unconsciously drew a picture in my mind——

'A solemn and elegant sect election.

There was silence everywhere. Amid the mist, one could see a lone sun in the blue sky and a sword shadow across the sky.

Everyone present, from the Pavilion Master to the trial participants, had solemn and silent expressions until that moment...

A rare genius disciple suddenly appeared!

Heavenly spiritual roots and unparalleled sword intent.

He broke through the silence like the light of dawn. His clothes were worn, but that could not hide the stunning edge of his sword, like a pristine, dusty gem.

Both the Master of Liefeng Pavilion and the Master of Danling Pavilion were touched, and they both wanted to accept him as their disciple and train him carefully. Both of them were eager to cherish his talent, and the small dispute at the beginning turned into a dispute in the end. In the end, in order to compete for this genius disciple who only appears once in a thousand years, the two of them fought each other...'

Well, that makes sense.

Mu Jue pondered and couldn't help but nodded.

This made him even more curious, and he even felt a little tempted.

What kind of genius could cause the two Pavilion Masters to go to such great lengths?

Mu Jue’s cultivation has reached the peak of the Mahayana stage. As long as he wants, he can respond to the heavenly tribulation and ascend to heaven at any time. But Mu Jue had not accepted a disciple for many years. Before ascending, he also wanted to accept a disciple and teach him all his lifelong skills.

Mu Jue didn't even mind taking his disciple with him to cross the Heavenly Gate to see what the upper world beyond that world looked like.

If that disciple was really a genius as he guessed, then maybe...

Mu Jue thought that he must go and see it with his own eyes.

As he was thinking, a word from the deacon in charge beside him interrupted his thoughts.

The head steward wiped his sweat, bowed, and pointed to the front with joy: "Master Immortal, it's right there, that's the disciple who caused the two Pavilion Masters to fight!"

Mu Jue's phoenix eyes lit up slightly, and he couldn't help but show a bit of anticipation.

What kind of person is he?

Is he like the hidden swordsman, dressed in white and graceful like the wind?

Or is he like a favored child of heaven, acting flamboyantly and with a fierce sword spirit?

Still wearing a simple blue robe, seemingly inconspicuous, but in fact he is a great man hiding his incompetence, and his sword can swallow everything...

With all kinds of expectations for this 'genius disciple', Mu Jue raised his eyes and looked in the direction the deacon pointed -

What comes into view is a snack stand.

To be precise, it was not a real snack stand, because it was just a handsome young man carrying a huge bag on his back, with a warm smile on his face. He greeted customers from time to time, took the copper coins, and passed on the hot roujiamo in the bag.

And those 'guests'...

In the Yuyin Hall, which was originally the venue for the sect's election, there was no trace of tension or solemnity at this moment. Instead, it was unusually lively, noisy, and crowded.

What's even more bizarre is that so many 'guests' actually lined up in a long queue tacitly. The team was proceeding in a very orderly manner. In the team were trial-takers, inner disciples, deacons, and even the two Pavilion Masters Mingkong and Biyan who were disguised as disciples!

The people in the team were discussing excitedly:

"I've eaten this Roujiamo before in my hometown. At that time, Roujiamo was just an ordinary food, and it wasn't as delicious as this..."

"I heard there are two kinds of meat fillings, bacon and pork elbow. Which one do you want to buy?!"

"I want them all."

"You can't have them all. Each person can only buy one."

“Ah??? It’s too hard to choose!!!”

“…”

Looking at this scene, Mu Jue couldn't help but rub his eyes silently.

After a while, he rubbed it again.

His eyes moved from top to bottom, from left to right, back and forth many times.

Where is the disciple who was so brilliant that he caused a fight between two pavilion masters?

In the sky, the Master of Liefeng Pavilion and the Master of Danqing Pavilion were still fighting with swords flashing and killing moves constantly, and waves of roars were louder than the sky.

The other two, Pavilion Master Mingkong and Pavilion Master Biyan, were sneaking in front of the snack stand, hiding their identities and queuing with hunched backs.

The sect election scene, which should have been solemn and dignified, was actually as bustling as an unsightly market.

Even the trial-takers had no intention of taking the trial and were queuing with drooling. The scene was a complete mess, it was like a picture scroll from hell.

This is outrageous! ! !

Mu Jue frowned and looked at the chief steward beside him. His voice had dropped below zero degrees, with a hint of anger, and the pressure of his sword was terrifyingly low:

"Where is that genius disciple? Why can't we see him? Or...

"How dare you make up a lie to tease me?!"

The pressure from a peak Mahayana cultivator is no different from that from an ascended Golden Immortal.

The pressure from the Immortal Venerable Mu Jue spread out like biting ice and snow!

Under the overwhelming pressure and anger, the head deacon was shaking like a sieve. His knees softened and he knelt down. He trembled for a long time and couldn't speak a sentence. After a long while, he finally said with tears in his eyes:

"My Lord, I dare not! It was really that disciple who caused the two Pavilion Masters to fight..."

He pointed tremblingly at the young man who was selling roujiamo at the front of the crowd.

The appearance is good-looking, but... what about the heavenly spiritual roots? ? What about the supreme sword intent? ? ?

It cannot be said that he is exactly the same as the genius that Mu Jue imagined, but it can be said that there is no difference at all.

Could it be that the other party was hiding his strength and pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger, but the two Pavilion Masters saw through it with their eagle eyes, so they fought for the talent?

It's not impossible.

Mu Jue: “…”

Mu Jue frowned and concentrated.

The huge spiritual consciousness of the Spirit Realm Immortal Venerable spread out quickly, and invisibly, the countless threads of spiritual consciousness entangled the young man in front of the team like dense silk threads...

The roujiamo in my hand.