The strong from the wild

Hou Duanyang didn't evade, and replied directly: "Master Patriarch, this is exactly what I worry about in my heart!"

Many disciples in the square also had different expressions, Qiqi Ai looked at Luo Bandao.

Although they have never left the wild land, they have heard of the Qiongyu land to some extent, and know that the Qiongyu land is vast, many times the size of the wild land.And the aura of the Qiongyu land is many times that of the wild land, which is more suitable for cultivation.As for minerals, treasures, medicinal materials, etc., the Qiongyu land boundary is far beyond the wild land boundary.

It is naturally good to be able to go to the Qiongyu land to practice.

Even Luo Bandao referred to Xuantianzong as the "Master's School", so all the disciples did not object to returning to Xuantianzong.What they are most worried about is being discriminated against, excluded, and oppressed as Luo Bandao said...

"Hahaha... I, Luo Bandao, aren't here, but your master uncle is still there!"

Luo Bandao smiled heartily, pointed at Liu Yi who was resting with his eyes closed, and said, "You all only remember me, Luo Bandao, have you forgotten your master and uncle?"

Liu Yi!

Everyone turned their eyes to look at Liu Yi.

Liu Yi's actions and many things in these years emerged in the hearts of all the disciples one by one.

Many people took out the bronze mirror from their pockets and stared at the scene of Liu Yi fighting the enemy in the mirror.

"Your great uncle, you have only been in my Yuxi sect for two or three years. Although you are under twenty, you are already famous! There are several battles before and after, and there is no defeat! Even in the battle with the monks in the Hengshan area, he can Fight and win..."

Luo Bandao was full of praise, and narrated Liu Yi's many deeds, and then said: "In two or three years, your master Liu Yi's uncle has already shocked the wild! What if two or three hundred years later?"

Such a question, no one from the Yuxi sect answered.

But the expressions of the disciples have become completely different from before.There was no trace of frustration in the eyes of the crowd, instead, it was full of vitality!

"The patriarch is not here, but the uncle is still there!"

Luo Bandao looked solemn, and said abruptly: "My dragon sword has long been owned by Liu Yi. After leaving the wild land, when you see Liu Yi, it's like seeing me!"

All the disciples answered in unison, "Follow the order!"

Luo Bandao nodded, and then said: "Xuantianzong is the largest sect in the Qiongyu Land Realm. The school focuses on sword cultivation, supplemented by other magical powers. If you succeed in cultivation and break through the Pure Yang Realm, you will succeed in cultivation." Sword Immortal! If you break through the Immortal Realm, you will become a Sword God!"

Sword Fairy!

Sword God!

Liu Yi raised his eyebrows, and suddenly puffed up his chest.Just hearing these two words, he felt his blood boil, and the sword intent in his chest involuntarily radiated out, making his robe tremble slightly.

"What a pure sword intent! This kid is extremely talented. Judging by this sword intent alone, I'm afraid he has already reached the realm of swordsmanship of a master of swordsmanship!"

Luo Bandao's eyes lit up, he secretly praised a few words in his heart, and then thought: "This kind of sword intent! This kind of talent in the way of swordsmanship! If Liu Yi doesn't return to Xuantianzong and practice the way of swordsmanship, it will be a waste of money. His peerless qualifications!"

Luo Bandao's praise was just hidden in his heart, Liu Yi couldn't hear it.

Even Liu Yi himself couldn't figure out why when Luo Bandao talked about Sword Immortal and Sword God, the sword intent in his chest would be released automatically.He just simply believes that in life, since he has become a practitioner and stepped on the path of cultivation, he should become a fairy and a god, and go forward bravely!

After the meeting, Luo Bandao and Xuanjizi left the square hand in hand, only envious of mandarin ducks but not immortals.

Hou Duanyang stayed in the square with the masters of the Yuxi School, waiting for the disciples to make a choice.

If you choose to leave, the teacher will distribute the property and send you home.

If you choose to stay, you will have to wait until after the battle before you can leave Liangyi Mochen to move the formation and go to the Qiongyu Realm.

"Lu Bubai's army is pressing down on the border, and a big battle is about to break out. If you take all the disciples to leave the immeasurable mountains and go to the Qiongyu Realm now, I'm afraid that Lu Bubai will kill most of them on the way..."

Liu Yi looked at the busy people in the square from a distance, and felt a lot of emotion. He also thought that his own strength was not enough to turn the tide. Otherwise, why would the Yuxi faction retreat into the Liangyi Mochen's moving formation?

However, Liu Yi also understands that there is no rush for practice.

It took him several years to cultivate to the level of a real person. This speed is already shocking, so there is no need to force too much.

In the square, there are many figures.

Liu Yi didn't communicate much with the disciples of the Yuxi Sect. Except for those disciples from the outer sect of the Kunzi School of the Foreign Affairs Hall, Liu Yi didn't know many of the remaining disciples.

Hou Duanyang's disciples Long Wuxia, Shen Junjie, Du Qianjun, Chao Lufeng Niu Momo's disciple Guan Yidong...Changtaifeng senior brother Yi Changfeng, Dan Dengzi, Dan Fengzi, young senior sister Mo Anning, and his wife sat down Disciple Lu Ningshuang, Junior Sister...these familiar faces appeared one by one.

"Junior Sister Ningshuang..."

Liu Yi groaned softly in his heart, looked at Lu Ningshuang from a distance, but suddenly found that Junior Sister Lu had become slightly different in the past two or three years.

So, Liu Yi thought in his heart: "Junior Sister Lu's chest muscles are getting more and more developed!"

As soon as this idea appeared, Liu Yi immediately shook his head, warned himself carefully, and thought in his heart: "It should be that the figure is getting better and better!"

Lu Ningshuang seemed to have noticed that Liu Yi was looking at her, she turned her head quietly, and smiled at Liu Yi, making people think that the frost had melted and the snow lotus was blooming.

Many disciples turned around with Lu Ningshuang and looked at Liu Yi.

After a while, almost all of Yuxi's disciples looked up at Liu Yi from afar, with hope and trust in their eyes.

Hu Tutu ran to Liu Yi's side and muttered, "Brother Yi, they all regard you as a patron saint. When everyone reaches the Qiongyu territory, they will count on you to support our group of monks from the Yuxi Sect. "

Liu Yi patted Hu Tutu on the shoulder, said goodbye to many disciples in the square, turned around and walked towards his small courtyard.He could have flown back to the small courtyard, but he would rather walk, because at the moment when he was looked up by everyone, he felt a little heavy on his shoulders, as if he was carrying two words: responsibility.

At this moment, a heart-piercing shout came from a distance.

"son in law!"

"Baby son-in-law!"

Liu Yi stopped in his tracks, turned around, and saw a woman in a long white dress with autumn eyes flying in from outside the formation mask of Liangyi Mochen, leading a woman in a long white dress.

The real tiger's minion has sharp eyes, and he saw Liu Yi from a distance.

While galloping, he bared his teeth and claws, bared his teeth and shouted, "My dear son-in-law! I shouldn't have stolen the drums, I've killed you Yuxi school!"

After finishing speaking, the real minion has led Chenchen to Liu Yi's side.

"I did something wrong to my son-in-law, which caused the Yuxi faction to be almost wiped out. My crime is unforgivable, and I can only apologize with death!"

No need for others to say more, the real tiger minion has already pulled out the scimitar, put it across his neck, and said: "Today, I don't want to live, I just want to die!"

The real tiger's minion waved his arm, and the scimitar cut into his neck...