Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 89: Choice
A dark alley separates the two loft-style buildings across the street from Yingxian Tower, which is at an oblique angle to the Yingxian Tower, and the view can cover most of the building.
At the entrance of the alley, a petite female cultivator wearing a light green gauze skirt stuck her head out to look around, then turned around and said, "Huang Song, you think Senior Brother Mu should be fine, right?"
"This question is redundant. Don't you see who Senior Brother Mu went in with? They were Senior Brother Zuo and Senior Brother Zhu Kun from the Eight Desolate Sect."
A sloppy, unkempt cultivator leaned against the wall and smiled, the dark green straw in the corner of his mouth floating up and down with his voice.
"Who is Ji Ba? A poor, casual cultivator, a filthy silver demon with no heart for Taoism."
"Who is Senior Brother Mu? He is one of the strongest senior brothers of our younger generation."
"Little girl, it seems that you still don't understand your situation. Do you know what mortals call us the Sifangmen? It's called the Immortal Gate, which is on the same level as the Mafia Alliance, which is the aggregation of all gangs, although it ranks lower than it."
"Over the years, there have been fewer demons killed by Senior Brother Mu? He alone could have killed Ji Ba dozens of times. Do you understand?"
"Also, Li Xiaohe, you have to call me Brother Huang, do you understand?"
Huang Song was acting like a senior brother and teaching Li Xiaohe a lesson, and he was in high spirits. Suddenly, his face changed and he swiftly ran to the alley entrance and took a look.
I saw two condensed and terrifying auras rolling in from the horizon.
"There is a master in the Foundation Establishment Stage." Huang Bai exclaimed.
Li Xiaohe looked in the direction of the voice and saw two figures on the horizon. They were wearing fluttering long robes and standing on flying swords with their hands behind their backs. They had the demeanor of scholars with feather fans and long scarves.
"He is a master from the Confucian Academy. If something changes, I must inform Senior Brother Mu immediately. There is no time to delay."
Huang Bai released the sound transmission note with a serious expression.
Snapped!
A sound transmission note exploded in Mu Qing's ears.
Although the rune fire was faint, it was like thunder in the environment where you could hear a pin drop.
Seeing Wang Chen's expressionless face, Mu Qing forced a smile and said, "Brother Ji, a foundation-building cultivator is here to visit you."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a bang.
The door of the wing room opened instantly as if hit by an invisible air wave.
Two middle-aged men walked in one after another, neatly dressed and with outstanding demeanor.
"They are the two deans and deans of Xingzhi Academy and Mo Wen Academy." Mu Qing hurriedly introduced them to Wang Chen in a low voice to gain his favor.
The academy is somewhere between a sect and a gang, weaker than a sect but stronger than a gang. However, the practitioners in the academy have a huge weakness: they lack inherited skills.
Originally, the three major cultivation directions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism were all prominent in the cultivation world. However, due to some unknown changes, the Confucian tradition was almost extinct. In today's cultivation world, except for the Jianglong Academy, which is ranked last among the thirty-three sects and is the only one that can compete with the big sects, academies that pass on skills are extremely rare.
It is rumored that the dean of Jianglong Academy, the only great cultivator among all the academies in the cultivation world, has the ambition to integrate all the academies and form a giant sect like a gang alliance, but it has not become a reality after all. Therefore, although these two cultivators of the academy have reached the foundation-building stage, they still have no inheritance.
After Mu Qingren told the two people's origins, his heart was slightly moved and he lowered his head without saying a word.
"Can the three of us, plus these two foundation-building cultivators, take Grade 8?"
This thought was like a demon in one's heart that leads one to do evil. As soon as it emerged, it occupied his entire mind.
"Master Xiao, please."
"Please come in, Dean Su."
The two foundation-building cultivators stopped at the door at the same time, bowed slightly, made a respectful gesture to each other, and showed some humility.
Finally, Dean Xiao smiled, shook his head helplessly, and walked in first.
"Oh? Brother Mu is here too?"
As Dean Xiao entered the room, he saw Mu Qing and the other two standing on both sides with strange expressions, and was a little surprised.
Mu Qing didn't say anything, but sweat was already on his forehead. The environment here was like a pair of invisible hands, tightly strangling his neck, making everything return to deathly silence, with only his heartbeat like thunder.
And this heartbeat almost exhausted all his strength.
He is very confident in his intelligence and decision-making ability. He has faced many choices in his life, and the results have proven that he was right without exception.
However, even so, Mu Qing still felt that the current situation was as unreal as a dream.
Until now, he still couldn't believe that Ji Ba had become so strong, strong enough to kill a foundation-building cultivator.
Perhaps in the next breath, the choice he makes will determine his life or death.
"Should we join forces with the two foundation-building cultivators to capture and kill Wang Chen, or..."
He didn't dare to look at Wang Chen, but he always felt that Wang Chen was looking at him, and cold sweat ran down his back.
"The three brothers are all inherited cultivators, why are you interested in Ji Ba? As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. If you get involved with this guy now, you are simply trying to fish in troubled waters."
At this time, Dean Su also walked in, recognized these three young talents with prominent backgrounds, and said in surprise.
"Brother, be bold. Make a deal with the three brothers and give this demon to our Mo Wen Academy. You will be rewarded handsomely."
Dean Xiao introduced himself, which made Wang Chen look up.
When he was consulting classics in Mo Wen Academy, he first went through a puzzling test and eventually became the only person who passed the test. Based on this, he once believed that the academy acted fairly and was worthy of being a place of justice where everyone was taught.
But later he began to wonder whether Mo Wen Academy had deliberately let him in to set up a tight net.
Although this possibility is not high, the good impression he had from reading the classics for free was completely destroyed by the subsequent killing.
The scholar at the eighth level of Qi Condensation had a scholarly . He set the trap without blushing or beating his heart, and there was not a single flaw. This made Wang Chen feel that most of the cultivators in the academy talked about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but actually did despicable and dirty things.
When he looked up, Dean Su suddenly found that his deputy dean, the foundation-building cultivator, and three of the sect's inheritance geniuses were all standing, while Wang Chen was sitting at the table. It was extremely dazzling. He couldn't help but get angry and snorted coldly:
"Ji Ba, we are here, but you are still sitting here. Do you know the rules? If you surrender and tie yourself to the academy for a hundred years, the academy's kindness may help you to forgive your sins..."
Dean Su opened his mouth and talked a lot about doctrine.
On the contrary, Dean Xiao, seeing that Mu Qing was full of worries and Zhu Kun was still holding two fat and swaying poisonous insects in his hands, which seemed to be under a spell of immobilization, was a little confused about what the three were thinking, so he reached out to stop Dean Su from talking endlessly.
"I have a suggestion. How about killing Ji Ba and the five of us comprehending the six swords together?"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he went straight to the point, no longer mentioning the matter of monopolizing the inheritance of the Six Paths Sword.
Upon hearing the words "Six Paths Sword", Dean Su's breathing became heavy.
“The inheritance is so close… so close!”
The two men were deputy deans of the academy and foundation-building cultivators, but they had no inheritance. Even when facing the three young cultivators who had only reached the perfect Qi Condensation stage, they had to be polite and call them brothers.
God knows how frustrated they feel.
If they could obtain the inheritance of the Six Paths Sword, even just the basics, their combat power as foundation-building cultivators would soar to a terrifying level, and they would be respected from then on.
Now that Dean Xiao had come straight to the point, he didn't bother to talk about morality and ethics. His wolf-like eyes were filled with naked murderous intent.
At this moment, Mu Qing gritted his teeth and made his decision.
boom!
He slapped the large nanmu table in front of him and shouted:
“Bold!”
"Who allowed you to talk to Brother Ji like that?!"