At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to Ye Qiu at the same time.

Looking at the white figure, standing there calmly and composedly, like a god high above.

Everyone present knew who had wielded this astonishing sword.

"One sword opens the gate of heaven!"

At this moment, Gu Jianchang's old face suddenly turned dark.

I have heard for a long time that Ye Qiu has a sword that is so amazing that it is a well-deserved divine skill.

It was this sword that was used to kill Tianjizi and Gongsun Li.

There is almost no one in the Eastern Wilderness who doesn't know about this sword of his.

However, no one expected that Ye Qiu would actually pass this sword to Lin Qingzhu.

This made Gu Jianchang, who was originally full of confidence, fall from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the valley in an instant, and his heart was dead.

When Lin Qingzhu swung his sword, the whole place instantly went wild.

Looking at their shocked expressions, Ye Qiu smiled faintly and remained silent.

As early as a month ago, Ye Qiu had already prepared for the Yunding Mountain Forum and prepared a secret weapon for Lin Qingzhu.

This secret weapon is this sword.

The Grass Sword is a divine sword technique. If she were given the full sword technique to practice, her comprehension would not be sufficient.

So Ye Qiu simplified it, intercepted a sword from it, combined it with his own understanding, re-evolved it into a sword to open the sky gate, reduced its difficulty, and passed it to Lin Qingzhu.

Although it is a simplified version, a divine skill is still a divine skill, and its power is simply incomparable to that of ordinary heavenly-level secret techniques.

Just looking at the wide open door above the chaos, for a moment... everyone at the scene was shocked.

"Hiss, I didn't expect that Junior Brother Lin's comprehension is so high that he can even control such a magical skill."

"Although it doesn't look that proficient at the moment, once this magical skill is used, the outcome is almost certain."

Meng Tianzheng said with shock on his face.

"good……"

Qi Wuhui slapped his thigh and cheered, extremely excited.

"Haha, this kid, I've always thought she could do it, and she really can do it..."

Qi Wuhui was ready to taunt, and it would be interesting to see how he would attack the Supreme Hall.

I've waited so long, just for this moment.

Lin Qingzhu has been silent for so long, and everyone thought she was just ordinary. Who would have thought that she would suddenly do something like this and become a sensation.

It just scared everyone silly...

"Junior brother, I didn't expect you to pass this sword to me. You must have put a lot of effort into it..."

Mingyue said with a smile, looking at the peerless and graceful figure in the light curtain, she felt very pleased.

She admired Ye Qiu more and more. He was actually willing to pass on such a magical skill to his disciple.

Such broad-mindedness and selfless dedication are truly admirable.

Perhaps, only by doing what he does can one truly be considered a teacher.

Everyone is selfish, and those who practice Taoism are no exception.

Ye Qiu looked back at her and said, "Senior Sister, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

Mingyue's heart trembled when she heard this. She felt a little nervous. She looked at him and felt her heart pounding.

After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Forget it. I have no interest in kendo."

On this side, everyone looked over, surprised at the oppressive feeling caused by his sword that opened the sky gate.

He also wondered why he was willing to pass on this heaven-defying sword technique to his disciple.

"No... this is impossible. How could this little girl learn such a sword technique?"

Gu Jianchang's face was even darker and uglier.

He had planned everything, but he didn't expect Ye Qiu to be able to pass on his magical skills.

Is it true that he has no secrets from his apprentice?

Ye Qiu glanced at him calmly and said, "Nothing is impossible."

"The world was born from existence, and existence was born from non-existence. Looking back over the eternity, everything will eventually turn into a speck of earth and a wisp of dust."

“Everything you have, you cannot bring with you when you are born, you cannot take with you when you die, and it will eventually go with you.

So a thing was born, this thing is called... inheritance."

"Inheritance..."

After these words were spoken, Gu Jianchang's body trembled and he staggered back two steps.

He looked back at Taoist Qingmiao, with some confusion in his eyes.

Thinking back to when I passed the Supreme Palace to Taoist Qingmiao, I also kept a secret.

He did not teach the gluttonous feast to Taoist Qingmiao, but only taught it to Wanfeng and Lu Yan.

Because these two people posed no threat to him, but Taoist Qingmiao, who was a powerful man at the peak of the sect, posed a certain threat to him.

So, he didn't pass it on.

This master and disciple pair is also quite interesting, just like Gongsun Li and Tianjizi back then.

As a master, you are wary of your disciples, while as a disciple, you feel that your master is partial and prejudiced against you, and there is a barrier in their hearts.

There is an old saying that goes, "If the father is not kind, the son will be unfilial."

Maybe that's the reason.

Human nature is something that is difficult to understand. Gu Jianchang seemed to have realized this, as seen from the disappointment in Taoist Qingmiao's eyes when Wanfeng performed the Feast just now.

Obviously, he had begun to doubt in his heart whether he, the eldest disciple, was really the successor in Gu Jianchang's mind.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu smiled faintly and continued: "My disciple is the eldest disciple of Zixia Peak and the future successor to the throne.

How can I not pass on my skills to her? She is my successor.

If one day in the future, I die, won’t this inheritance also die with me, thus ending my own inheritance?

How can I face the ancestors of Zixia Peak?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present suddenly understood.

"Yes! This is the eldest disciple, the future successor. Why shouldn't we teach her the sword technique?"

"If everyone wants to hold back, the inheritance will only become smaller and smaller. In the end, I'm afraid this lineage of inheritance will be destroyed."

There are many different opinions about why Lin Qingzhu can master such magical skills. Many people were shocked at first, but now after hearing it, they suddenly understand.

As the eldest disciple of Zixia Peak, why shouldn't he teach her magical skills?

Not all holy places of immortals are like Mount Bulao and the Supreme Palace.

There must be some hidden agenda between the master and the disciple.

Most of the masters and apprentices have a good relationship.

The speaker may not have meant it, but the listener may have taken it seriously. When Taoist Qingmiao heard this, his face suddenly darkened.

The same is true for Gu Jianchang.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu was delighted and decided to stop talking without saying anything more.

There was something behind his words. It seemed that a rift had already arisen between the master and the disciple.

He glanced at the silent Taoist Qingmiao, whose face looked particularly gloomy at the moment, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"hehe……"

Ye Qiu smiled faintly and cast a look at Mo Yi who was standing behind Taoist Qingmiao, saying he had done a good job.

Just now, Mo Yi quietly told Ye Qiu that Gu Jianchang did not pass on the gluttonous feast to Taoist Qingmiao. After Ye Qiu learned the news.

I was immediately happy. I didn't expect that this old man was so vengeful that he directly provoked conflicts between the master and apprentice.

Directly disintegrate the internal unity of the Supreme Hall to avenge the broken arm.

How could Ye Qiu not be willing to help him with his request?

After hearing Ye Qiu's words, Mo Yi added some exaggerations in Taoist Qingmiao's ears.

The resentment in his heart suddenly became stronger.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu smiled faintly, turned around and left. He was not interested in the conflicts in the Supreme Hall, he just wanted to join in the fun as he had nothing to do.

Next, whatever Mo Yi wants to do has nothing to do with him.

Our gaze returned to Genting Mountain.

In that void, Lin Qingzhu stood alone and independent, drawing a sword from heaven, like a fairy descending to earth.

In an instant, the gates of heaven suddenly opened, and the power from heaven poured down.

Lu Yan's face suddenly changed, turning pale and weak, his face full of fear.

He couldn't understand why Lin Qingzhu could master such a magical skill, but he didn't...

The oppressive feeling from heaven was like a dimensionality-lowering attack. In less than a moment, Taotie's blood energy was greatly reduced.

Its momentum was crushed completely.

Lu Yan said with disbelief: "No, it's impossible. I don't believe this is true. How could you master such a magical skill as opening the sky with one sword..."

Lin Qingzhu stared at him coldly and said, "Nothing is impossible. This world is so wonderful."

"Your vision determines your height. Staying within your own limitations will not bring you anything, but will make you gradually lose yourself..."

"Today's sword is to make you understand that there is always someone better than you..."

Lin Qingzhu responded coldly, without further ado, and slashed with his sword in an instant.

In an instant, sword energy cut through the sky, and the power from heaven swept over.

In less than a breath, the Taotie phantom was shattered without any ability to fight back.

Blood and energy were floating all over the sky, and Lu Yan's face was pale. As Taotie was defeated, the blood and energy instantly rushed back.

"puff……"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Lu Yan fell down instantly with a look of despair in his eyes.

He wanted to struggle and resist.

However, in the face of divine skills, no matter how many means he has, he cannot change this fact.

"No... I can't just lose like this."

Lu Yan struggled and stood up again, his eyes red. Being a proud person, he would not allow himself to experience such a setback a second time.

He wanted to regain the dignity he felt when he was defeated, and thought that this time, he could completely defeat Lin Qingzhu.

But unexpectedly, I encountered another failure.

This failure was even more devastating than the last one.

He couldn't accept this fact.

He slowly raised the evil knife in his hand, took out a recovery pill and swallowed it. He still wanted to fight again. Facing his unwillingness, Lin Qingzhu smiled coldly.

"It seems that you still refuse to accept it! If so, I will defeat you today..."

In an instant, Lin Qingzhu rushed over and chopped him back hundreds of meters with one sword.

He was completely unable to withstand the following attacks, and the serious injury he had just sustained could not be healed by just one pill.

Although Lin Qingzhu did not use the sword to open the sky gate again, under this extremely exquisite sword technique and continuous attacks, Lu Yan was quickly defeated again.

He was kicked hundreds of meters away by Lin Qingzhu and hit hard against a stone pillar, which fell down.

Lu Yan lay on the ground, his eyes red, struggling, and stood up again with difficulty.

His eyes were filled with anger, and he roared, "I can't lose, die..."

This time, he took the initiative to attack, but unfortunately... at the moment when the evil knife was about to hit Lin Qingzhu.

The extremely cold Zixia sword pierced into his body first, chilling him to the core.

"puff……"

Lu Yan spat out blood again, and his wounded body finally fell down helplessly.

The hand holding the knife also loosened.

As a ray of light fell, Lu Yan's figure disappeared directly.

Outside the field, as the void moved, a figure was knocked out from inside.

"Yan'er..."

Taoist Qingmiao ran up hurriedly, hugged him, and slowly took him over.

"Master, I'm sorry, I... lost."

At this moment, Lu Yan's proud head finally lowered.

Taoist Qingmiao fell silent. Lu Yan had been defeated twice, and it seemed that his self-confidence had been shattered.

The light in his eyes faded away.

"It's okay, Yan'er. Thirty years on the east side of the river, thirty years on the west side of the river. We will take back today's defeat a hundredfold in the future."

"You have to cheer up. You can't just collapse like this..."

Taoist Qingmiao comforted him, saying that he was not as ruthless as Gu Jianchang. Lu Yan was his most outstanding disciple and he treated him like his own son. How could he let him collapse like this?

"There is no hope..."

Lu Yan smiled bitterly. After today's duel, he had completely understood that he could no longer be Lin Qingzhu's opponent.

The heart of Tao is damaged, the self-confidence is directly destroyed, and without the invincible heart, there is no motivation to ascend to Tao.

He gave up struggling...

The showdown between the Supreme Palace and the Butian Sect also came to an end with Lu Yan's defeat.

"Ha ha……"

Only Lao Qi can do something like kicking someone when he's down, not many people can do it.

According to Lao Qi's character, he will take advantage of your illness to kill you.

"Tsk tsk...that's it?"

"Come on, repeat to me what you said before? My memory is not very good."

"Oh, I think I remember..."

Qi Wuhui slowly walked to the front of the Supreme Hall team and said with a look of sudden enlightenment: "I remember someone said that the disciples of the Supreme Hall all have real talents and their reputations are earned through hard work, not boasting, right?"

"you……"

Gu Jianchang was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood.

Lu Yan, who was originally dejected, instantly became angry and wanted to refute after hearing this.

He was already seriously injured just now, and he couldn't catch his breath for a while, and he vomited blood out of anger.

"puff……"

Qi Wuhui grinned with a smug expression, looking like he really deserved a beating.

But at this time, why does everyone feel gloating and happy?

Could it be that the arrogant attitude of the Supreme Hall just now has caused dissatisfaction among everyone?

"Hey... I thought you guys were so cruel, but this is all you can do?"

"I am so disappointed. Next time, remember to send more people. There won't be enough to fight..."

Qi Wuhui said this in a furious manner, then turned around and left.

Leaving behind everyone in the Supreme Hall with angry faces and unable to refute.

I feel refreshed.

“It feels so good…”

Qi Wuhui returned to the team happily. What happened today was more exciting than anything he had experienced in his life.

Reverse again and again.

It was not known whether Qi Wuhui did it intentionally or unintentionally, but his words made Lu Yan, who had already lost himself, regain his self-esteem for a moment.

Looking at his mentor's livid old face, he felt sorry for it. He wanted to prove something, not only for himself, but also to prove his mentor.

He was defeated in Genting Mountain, but there will be more opportunities in the future. As long as he doesn't give up, one day he will be able to regain the honor that once belonged to him.

"snort……"

Gu Jianchang glanced coldly at the master and disciple. Today’s discussion at Yunding Mountain had already brought disgrace to the Supreme Hall.

Staying here at this time would make one feel very uncomfortable and have to endure the mocking looks from powerful people from all over the world.

How could Gu Jianchang possibly tolerate this? He flicked his sleeves and walked away.

"Hey, Senior Gu, walk carefully, be careful not to fall..."

Qi Wuhui shouted in a desperate voice from behind, and Gu Jianchang staggered and almost fell down.

"Fuck...kill people and destroy their hearts!"

This plot seems familiar.

Everyone in the Butian Sect looked at each other in surprise. Wasn’t this Qi Wuhui’s original script?

"Haha, Master, it seems like you're having a lot of fun today."

"What else can we do? It was the uncle who was humiliated before, and now it's finally his turn to humiliate others. If he doesn't have a good time, will all the anger he suffered before be in vain?"

The disciples couldn't help but tease him. They could still vividly remember Qi Wuhui's expression as if he had eaten shit during the Seven Clans Martial Competition.

Now, he looked radiant, as if he had a second spring, and was extremely happy.

Qi Wuhui was in a good mood and acquiesced to the disciples' teasing.

"Hehe, this girl is great. She finally gave my Butian Cult some face. It wasn't in vain that I risked my life to save her last time."

Looking at the picture, Lin Qingzhu slowly stepped into the top door, Qi Wuhui thought secretly.

Looking back, after Gu Jianchang left, everyone in the Supreme Hall suddenly lost their composure and quickly looked towards Taoist Qingmiao.

I found that he was watching Gu Jianchang leave with cold eyes, and I didn't know what he was thinking.

"Master, what happened to the Grandmaster..."

Lu Yan asked doubtfully. Taoist Qingmiao looked back at him and wanted to tell him.

But after thinking about it, he realized that this was a matter between him and Gu Jianchang, and he didn't want Lu Yan to be involved, so he didn't explain anything to him.

"Let's go, let's talk about it when we get back..."

Taoist Qingmiao sighed, as if he had aged a little, and left Genting Mountain with his team.

This trip to Genting Mountain, the Supreme Hall has come to an end.

All the disciples were almost wiped out.

Ninety-nine percent of the disciples were defeated by Xiao Linglong alone, and the remaining one percent was dealt with by Lin Qingzhu.

It can be said that this time, they were defeated by Zixia Peak, not by other famous holy places.

This little episode passed quickly and no one paid any attention to it, continuing to focus on the competition for the top ten.

After Lin Qingzhu advanced, He Wushuang also advanced soon, and the third one to advance was Fuyao.

The remaining competitions were still tense and exciting.

At this time, someone noticed that the situation inside Gate No. 8 was particularly harmonious...

A handsome young man is telling a story to a little girl.