Acacia Demon Sect

In the world of cultivating immortals, those who stand at the top of the pyramid are the biggest sects, they occupy the best blessed land, the most resources, the most extravagant offerings, and the best disciples.And below them, there are some forces.Some of these forces are big and some are small. Only the huge forces can compete with the second-rate sects and compete for the remaining resources.And the ones that are almost the same as the third-rate sects are those cultivating immortal families.

What is the Xiuxian family?

Occupying a small piece of blessed land, the family with ancestral spiritual root blood is the Xiuxian family.In Yu State, there are only three orthodox cultivating families, and unfortunately, the Yang family is the most powerful.

That night, the people in Yang's residence were sleepless all night.There is only one reason. The sound transmission talisman from Hehuanzong wrote: "Yang Yi died in the year-end competition. Don't mourn."

"What's going on? What's going on!!" In the main hall of the Yang Mansion, a hulking middle-aged man roared and tore up the sound transmission talisman in his hand, and no one in the surrounding family dared to speak.

"Yi'er...my Yi'er..." Mrs. Yang wiped her tears with her sleeves, and kept sobbing beside her.

"The Hehuan Sect! How could the people of the Hehuan Sect let their disciples die in the competition? There must be a conspiracy here! Someone must have hurt my Yier, and I will go up the mountain tomorrow to find out!" The man slapped the armchair vigorously, The arm of the chair shattered with a snap.

A shadowy old man on the side seat suddenly raised his head and said: "Patriarch, I should have a guess."

"Let's hear it." The man ignored the grief, and quickly looked at the old man. This man is the manager of all the affairs of the Yang family. He has been advising the Yang family and fighting for cultivation resources all these years. He has an old vision and unique insights. Yang Feng had to pay attention to his words.

The old man nodded slightly, and said slowly: "Yi'er is the disciple with the best qualifications in my Yang family. The old man thinks that he is not far behind in the Hehuan sect. This competition is of course a competition between low-level disciples." Teaching art, killing someone, can only show that there is a deep hatred among the disciples. And it is Yi'er who died but not the murderer, which also shows a reason."

The old man's face was solemn, "The murderer must be valued more highly than Yi'er in the Hehuan Sect."

The people in the hall were silent for a while, and Yang Feng asked in a deep voice: "What can Mr. Guang do? I don't seek justice. After all, the Hehuan Sect is powerful, and my Yang family can't afford to mess with it. But if the murderer can't be found, If you can't even avenge Yi'er, I don't think there is any need for my Yang family to be known as the Xiuxian family."

As a cultivator on the ninth floor of the Foundation Establishment Stage, Yang Feng was helpless and unwilling when he said these words.

"Patriarch, don't worry. The old man thinks that the arrangement of the Patriarch to climb the mountain in person tomorrow to find the murderer is inappropriate."

The old man paused and said: "Although Yi'er is dead, the competition will eventually be held in front of everyone. Does the Patriarch still remember Zhang Xing?"

Yang Feng frowned, and pondered: "You mean the Zhang family who went up the mountain with Yi'er?"

"That's right. Zhang Xing's qi refining is only on the fifth floor, and the time of the Grand Competition will be within it. Therefore, which disciple the Patriarch is the murderer doesn't need to go up the mountain in person, as long as he sends out a sound transmission talisman and bribes him, the answer will definitely be revealed."

"And after knowing the murderer's power, the Patriarch can arrange a plan. How can a small disciple escape the wrath of our family?"

Snapped!Yang Feng clasped his palms together, stood up abruptly and said, "Just do what Mr. Guang says!"

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On Fengluan Mountain, Lu Yu's mind was in a mess and he had no intention of practicing.Yang Yi died just like that, and he didn't succeed in revenge.An inexplicable feeling of depression welled up in his heart, making him breathless.

Without Qin Wu's stop, he would die.what is this?

Unknowingly, a shadow enveloped his heart, and he became more and more irritable.

Xia Qian'er did not leave, seeing Lu Yu like this, she stayed by his side the whole time.She also saw why Lu Yu felt uncomfortable, but there was no way to persuade him about this kind of thing, so she could only sit quietly and wait for him to untangle himself.

"Woo~" Xiao Cang touched Lu Yu's hand with his furry paw.

Lu Yu turned his head, his eyes glazed over.

With the opponent dead, he immediately lost his purpose.Why do you cultivate immortals, do you live forever?But the road is dangerous, if you don't strengthen yourself, you will still be trampled under your feet, and you may die at any time.The battle with Yang Yi made him more aware of the imminent need to improve his cultivation, but cultivation is about mentality and perseverance, and it does not happen overnight. Even though Lu Yu is very talented, there are constant disturbances, and he cannot practice with peace of mind.This made him very uncomfortable.

What he didn't know was that this battle made him instantly popular in Zong Nei.Almost all the low-level disciples knew that Lu Yu was the "little boy who was scrambled by Senior Sister Lan and Senior Sister Xia". "Senior Brother Yang is fighting this little boy because of Senior Sister Xia", "The little boy is so tough in the backstage that Elder Qin can help him to protect him, could it be that he is having an affair with Senior Sister Qin?" Words also spread secretly, overnight, Lu Yu became the talking point of many disciples in the sect, and he couldn't keep a low profile if he wanted to.

"Oh..." Xiao Cang bit Lu Yu's finger, and his sharp teeth hurt him.

Although it was painful, it made him feel comfortable.He stroked Xiao Cang's head and hugged it.

"Junior Brother, don't think about those unhappy things. Hurry up and cultivate, the Furnace Cauldron Conference will be held soon, and it is said that the male disciples who have made rapid progress in their cultivation may have a chance to escape."

"Huh?!" Hearing this, Lu Yu finally cheered up. "Senior sister, what's going on?"

Xia Qian'er thought for a while, and said: "I asked my father a few days ago, and he said that there are too few male disciples in the sect, and there are very few with excellent qualifications. The model is to temporarily reserve male disciples who can cultivate quickly to those female cultivators who have the power to choose, and then wait for the male disciples to reach the foundation building stage before letting the female disciples pick up the sun..."

After hearing this, Lu Yu was very moved, and asked: "This...that is to say, it is very likely that I will be safe and sound before the establishment of the foundation?"

"Yeah!" Xia Qian'er rolled her eyes and said in her heart: I finally made you happy...

"Brother Lu, let's double cultivate~" she joked playfully.

"Well, maybe it will be a few years later..." Lu Yu was a little embarrassed, because Xiao Cang bit harder on his hand...

All night.

Before dawn the next day, Qin Xuan's sound transmission talisman flew over: "Junior Brother Lu, come to the punishment hall."

Lu Yu was wiping Jingzhe carefully in the room, and when he saw the content of this talisman, he knew it.

It must be because he used dark spiritual power on the field before, so Elder Qin wanted to torture himself.But it's enough for him to ask Qin Xuan directly, why bother... Alas, it's so troublesome.

More and more people know that they have dark spiritual roots, and his sense of security is also decreasing inversely proportionally.

Shaking his head helplessly, Lu Yu walked out of the yard.

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