I became a peerless master

Chapter 40
Chapter 40: Just that little thing
Looking on from the sidelines, Old Monster Yang went from being complacent to directly falling, and Lin Mengxi took a step forward until the exclamation around him subsided slightly.

Looking back at the crowd with cold eyes, his ethereal words were full of fairy spirit.

"It's not because our Tianji Palace is plotting against you. Only those who are in the Concentration Realm can enter. This is the rule set by the Patriarch."

"Otherwise, many senior experts from my Tianji Palace have already arrived in person, so there is no need to share this opportunity with you."

"Everyone in the Concentration Realm, please do your part. As for the Wuji Sect, the opportunity for disciples to enter the ruins has been exhausted~"

After saying a few words, the floating figure stepped into the open space. The leader of the Wuji Sect in the crowd stared at the back, unable to help showing a look of resentment.

This woman definitely did it on purpose.

She didn't say a word before Old Monster Yang entered. She was a typical person who refused to save anyone. Now that they are all dead, you are saying that this is the original prohibition of the ruins. It is really too vicious.

She wanted to use the death of Old Monster Yang as a wake-up call to the powerful people around her.

Poor my master, he was schemed to death just like that.

Pity my Wuji sect, originally there were still two strong men in the concentration state sitting in the guard, after this accident, their strength must have seriously regressed.

The point is that the disciples of my sect have lost the opportunity to enter the ruins to gain benefits...

The suzerain of Wuji sect felt resentment in his heart, Lin Mengxi knew it without even thinking about it, but she didn't take it to heart at all.

Can a mere three-star sect turn the world upside down?
If there hadn't been a shock from the death of Old Monster Yang, I'm afraid these concentrating realms would have been created by various means.

Then there will be more trouble.

Entering the open space and feeling the rather mysterious aura here, Lin Mengxi waved her hand gently, and the dead body of Old Monster Yang flew out directly.

The next moment, she had already walked to a chess table and sat down, grabbed a white piece, and calmly dropped it on the chessboard.

On the table, Heizi silently emerged, and above the sky, a slight ray of light emerged.

"Everyone, don't wait and see. Fairy Mengxi has already started. We can't lag behind Tianji Palace every step of the way."

A few seconds later, the sound of reminder came out, and many strong men who were still a little confused by the sudden death of Old Monster Yang reacted instantly.

All of a sudden, various voices of explanation were heard, and young people entered the open space one after another.

This time the old man Tianji's relic has a great opportunity, and many of the invited forces brought the most talented people in the sect.

Good steel used on the blade is the key to the long-term prosperity of a sect.

"Wei Yu, go and give it a try. Master also knows that you are not good at this, so it doesn't matter whether you get the chance or not."

In an inconspicuous corner at the edge of the crowd, the old man Kuzhu had an extremely calm expression on his face. He stroked his beard slightly and said hello to the young man with a resolute face next to him.

He was invited to come, and Taiyue Tower naturally allocated a quota for a disciple to enter the ruins.

And Wei Yu is the most outstanding person among the younger generation in Taiyue Tower, and also the disciple he valued most.

He has a tough mind, strong perseverance, and outstanding talent. I even regard him as the pillar of Taiyue Tower thousands of years from now.

Now it seems that Li Shengfeng’s disciple has a better future~

Both his disciples, Yang Ming's disciple Li Shengfeng, and Kuzhu Zhenren's evaluation were only above average, but they were blessed with great fortune, and after receiving some advice from Senior Song, they had already surpassed Wei Yu by thousands of miles.

The explanation was light and there was no other meaning in the tone.

Wei Yu, a young man with a resolute face, glanced at his master in confusion, only to find that the thin old man with a goatee was getting more sophisticated.

Before coming, the master had great hopes for this ruins and even treated it as a major event in Taiyue Tower. Why is it so weird today?
It feels like he doesn't care at all!

Could it be that the old man was made stupid by Master Yang Ming's behavior of deceiving his master and destroying his ancestors during this period of time?
Confused, Wei Yu respectfully bowed to the real Kuzhu, and then walked towards the open space with an unconcealable excited expression.

Leaving at almost the same time as him was Ye Lang, a reluctant young master.

The two met at the edge of the open space, looked at each other, and nodded out of courtesy. Wei Yu's evaluation of this direct descendant of the Ye family was even lower.

In fact, not only Wei Yu, but everyone present did not think highly of Ye Lang.

"He is nothing more than a self-righteous loser relying on his family's power. His ability to get this opportunity has nothing to do with his talent."

"The point is, look, this guy still pretends to be indifferent, what is he pretending to do, do he really think that he is invincible because he is the direct descendant of the Ye family?"

"Don't you understand this? It is said that Young Master Ye Lang knows that he is a waste and has given up on cultivation. All he wants to do is act cool and attract the attention of the opposite sex."

"It turns out he is such a idiot. In vain, the fairy thought he was of extraordinary origin, approachable, and a truly good young man..."

There was a bit of ridicule in the discussion, mostly from young people who entered the ruins at the same level.

Of course, because of the expression on Ye Lang's face that doesn't value the relics very much, the old people in the state of concentration who can't see past will also hum.

In the past, if he was laughed at by others, even if he didn't have an attack, Ye Lang would still feel uncomfortable in his heart.

But today, he accepts everything openly.

Only people with low self-esteem care about what other people think.

Taking steps that were neither salty nor bland, this good-for-nothing young man walked to a table and looked at the chessboard carefully. An invisible pressure instantly invaded the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Are the two armies facing each other?
It feels a bit like playing chess with Senior Song...

...

"This place is ordinary. Is there really a secret of Daze Sect hidden here?"

In the middle of the night, a half-old man with gray hair stood on the bluestone street in the suburb of Binhe, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Opposite him was the extremely simple and even a little shabby grocery store.

At this moment in the dead of night, there is not even a ghost on the street.

"It doesn't matter, the three days given by the young master have already expired. If the old man can't find out why, the great credit will definitely become an uncomfortable punishment."

"Qian Feng, Qian Feng, anyway, you are also a strong person in the late stage of Concentration Realm, how can you be afraid of such an ordinary grocery store?"

"Could it be that there is someone in the Daze Sect that you can't deal with?"

"I'm from Sihai Trading Company. Even if I accidentally break into the Ye family, the dominant force within Wanli, it's only a small matter."

Talking to himself for a while, Qian Feng's inner self-confidence continued to rise, and a kind of determination appeared on his old face.

Determined to break into the dragon's pond and tiger's den, Qian Feng moved his body, but never raised his feet...

(End of this chapter)