Zhu Xian: Learn from the Great Ying Immortal and rebuild the Trinity School

Chapter 73: Notice for Opening a Sect

"Choose for me? Your Excellency is very kind-hearted."

The pale purple jade pendant on the scholar's waist emitted a faint light, and formed a light curtain at the critical moment, blocking Xu Zhiqiu's palm thunder.

Xu Zhiqiu was not surprised. He mobilized the heart fire in his body to lead the lung metal qi to accelerate the gathering, and the output of thunder magic was even greater.

"Zizzi-"

It was like thousands of birds singing together. As the thunder grew louder, arcs of electricity burst out and the light curtain began to shake.

"Good means! Good foundation!"

Those ten thousand people looked at him with burning eyes, but praised him in their mouths.

He and Xu Zhiqiu stood up at the same time, and the two began to fight across a table.

"I see that you are so young, yet you have such great accomplishments. Even if you have been practicing since your mother's womb, you are truly worthy of the term 'natural talent'."

This is the first time I’ve been praised like this.

But Xu Zhiqiu did not feel the slightest bit of vanity in his heart.

The light curtain suddenly dissipated, and the man stretched out his right palm and collided with Xu Zhiqiu.

There seemed to be an invisible wave in the air.

A repulsive force acted on the palm of his hand, suppressing the lightning arc to become sparse and dim.
Feeling the opponent's increasing strength, Xu Zhiqiu's eyes were slightly surprised.

He was suppressed.

This person's foundation is far superior to his.

Ten thousand people seemed to have plenty of energy to spare, and laughed:
"Don't be surprised. If my three hundred years of cultivation couldn't suppress you, wouldn't it be like cultivating a pig?"

Xu Zhiqiu nodded secretly after hearing this.

Well, it is true that if a pig has been cultivating for three hundred years, it cannot be underestimated.

Then, the thunder disappeared and the cycle of life went in reverse.

Tens of thousands of people saw his hair turn white in the blink of an eye. They were still in doubt when they suddenly realized that the strength in the other party's palm increased suddenly.

He instinctively raised his true strength to fight against it.

boom!
There was a muffled sound, like a tiger's roar.
The tea table separating the two people was instantly reduced to dust, without even a scrap of wood left.

"Mom!"

In the distance, Dr. Tea protected his daughter and crawled under the table, shaking like a quail.

The man with the surname Dongfang suddenly took a step forward and screamed:
"metropolitan!"

The two men who were fighting each other took three steps back at the same time.

The ten thousand people raised their hands to their eyes and looked at them with bewildered expressions.

I saw the edge of the palm cracked, the skin between the five fingers was torn, and blood was flowing.

Look across again,
Xu Zhiqiu's entire right arm was fractured, forming an arc that was almost a right angle.

Everyone laughed:

"You are more injured..."

Before he could finish his words, Xu Zhiqiu twisted and bent his arm.
Well, guess what?

It has grown.

After entering the second level of reverse revival, one is already able to transform the bones, muscles and internal organs into Qi, becoming invulnerable to swords, guns, water, fire and all kinds of poisons.

It was just a broken bone, and it healed in the blink of an eye.

Tens of thousands of people and Dongfang Mu were all dumbfounded when they saw this.

Anyway, only those who feel the pain later will know.

…………

About a quarter of an hour later,
The man with the surname Dongfang bandaged the wounds of tens of thousands of people.

Invite Xu Zhiqiu to another table and sit opposite each other.

Xu Zhiqiu pointed at the scholar in white.
"He called you Sect Master just now?"

"Yes, I am the leader of the Ghost King Sect, and this is Qinglong, one of the four great saints of our sect."

As he spoke, he pointed his bandaged hand at Xu Zhiqiu.

"I just offended the En family, and I apologize here." "I dare not accept your gift." Xu Zhiqiu still hadn't dispersed the Nisheng, and the golden light in his eyes and the Nisheng blazing flames intertwined, almost breathtaking. "Don't you want revenge? How about we continue?"

"Your Majesty is joking."

Ten thousand people looked a little embarrassed,

"How can a mere monk who kills lives be worth even a hair of my wife and daughter? I came here today to repay you for your kindness. I just tried to test you because I was curious. I apologize for any offense."

Xu Zhiqiu remained silent and just stared at him.

This direct gaze made Wanrenwang feel a little embarrassed, and he had to take the initiative to find a topic:

"I don't think you are a vulgar person who is greedy for money, nor are you an ordinary person in this world. So why do you want to kill people for rewards?"

Xu Zhiqiu still remained silent.

Wanrenwang continued:
"My wife told me that you are just a casual cultivator. But I see that you have unique skills, and your skills are so mysterious and magical that I have never heard of. So I guess... you must be planning some big business, right?"

"Is it the founding of a new sect?"

"..."

Noticing the obvious change in Xu Zhiqiu's eyes, Wanrenwang finally smiled with satisfaction.

Then he started talking:

"Among the righteous sects in the world today, Taoism accounts for seven, and Buddhism accounts for three. The remaining hundred sects have basically no place to stand."

"If you want to open a business, besides having a decent practice method, you also need financial resources and reputation."

"The former is nothing but gold and silver, not worth mentioning, but the latter is hard to come by."

"..."

Xu Zhiqiu still remained silent, but this time he was truly speechless.

Indeed, in the previous life, before opening a martial arts school, one had to challenge other schools first?
The purpose is to make a name for oneself and shock people.

Otherwise, even if you have established your own school, you will not be able to withstand competitors coming to find fault with you every day, or even forming a group to exclude you.

Of course, the circle of cultivation is definitely not that vulgar, but it also has some of these problems.

Especially for the righteous, if you want to be respected by this circle, if nothing else, you must have some outstanding meritorious deeds to support your image, right?

Noticing that he was moved by what he heard, Wanren went on to say:
"In recent years, the ancient Yu Kingdom's ancestral land has been plagued by corpses, ravaging thousands of miles, and the local people are suffering.

In recent months, many eccentrics with their own means have formed teams to strive for this feat, and the scale of the effort is huge.

However, some of them accidentally lost their lives, or returned home in disgrace, leaving the whole place in poverty.

While the three righteous parties have not yet intervened, if you can solve this problem with your abilities, you will surely become famous.

If I can earn a reputation as the founder of a school of thought through this, who would dare to say no?"

"The ancestral land of the ancient Yu Kingdom?" Xu Zhiqiu finally asked.

"That's right." Wanren shook his head and squinted his eyes, acting like an old scholar. "It's located in the north of Zhou and south of Wangchuan River, covering an area of ​​a thousand miles. It's called Yin Ruins."

"I'll consider it."

After Xu Zhiqiu finished speaking, he stood up and was about to leave.

According to etiquette, this is considered rude.

But Wanrenwang was not angry, nor did he stop him, but called out to him from behind:
"I want to know, if you are a righteous person, why did you save my wife and daughter?"

Xu Zhiqiu didn't even turn his head, but kept walking.

As the footsteps faded away, the voices came one after another:

"I am just an ordinary person, not a disciple of a sect, and I have no intention of getting involved in the battle between good and evil based on the sect's standpoint.

I saved them because, morally, they did not deserve to die; I could not stay out of it because of cause and effect; and I could not stand idly by because of my conscience;"

"But this doesn't stop me from hating you and other members of the Demon Cult. One day in the future, they may die. If they fall into my hands, I don't mind killing them."

"You are quite clear about this!" As the man gradually left, the Ghost King Sect Leader shouted at his back, "I hope that next time we meet, we will not be opponents."

"That's not up to you or me."

With the sun shining brightly overhead, his back was submerged in the rolling waves rising from the horizon, but he cast a straight silhouette on the ground.

The Azure Dragon watched him disappear and couldn't help but sigh:
"Hey! What a straight spine."

(End of this chapter)