A dark alley separates the two loft-style buildings across the street from Yingxian Tower. It is just at an oblique angle to 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 and looked around. Then she turned back and said, "Huang Song, you think Senior Brother Mu should be fine."

"This question is redundant. You didn't even look at who Senior Brother Mu went in with. They were Senior Brother Zuo and Senior Brother Zhu Kun from the Bahuang Sect."

A carefree and unkempt cultivator leaned against the wall and laughed, the dark green straw in the corner of his mouth rising and falling with the words.

"Who is Jiba? A dirty silver demon who is a poor and unorganized cultivator and has no Taoist heart."

"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 our Sifangmen? It's called Xianmen, and it is on the same level as the Gangster Alliance, the aggregation of all gangs, although it ranks lower than it.

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"In the past few years, there have been fewer demons who have died at the hands of Senior Brother Mu? He alone could kill Jiba dozens of times, do you understand?"

"Also, Li Xiaohe, you want to call me Senior Brother Huang, do you understand?"

Huang Song was trying to teach Li Xiaohe a lesson as a senior, and he was in high spirits. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he quickly rushed to the alley entrance to take a look.

I saw two condensed and terrifying auras rolling in from the horizon.

"There are masters in the foundation building stage." Huang Bai exclaimed.

Li Xiaohe followed the sound and saw two figures on the other side. Their long robes were fluttering and they were standing on flying swords with their hands behind their backs. They looked like literati with feather fans and scarves.

"He is a master from the Confucian Academy. Things have changed. I have to inform Senior Brother Mu immediately. I can't delay it any longer."

Huang Bai released the transmission talisman with a serious look on his face.

Snapped!

A transmission note sounded in Mu Qing's ears.

Although the rune fire was weak, it was like thunder in this environment where the drop of a needle could be heard.

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 only a bang.

The door to the wing opened instantly as if being hit by an invisible wave of air.

Two middle-aged men walked in one after the other, well-dressed and elegant.

"They are the two deans of Xingzhi Academy and Mowen Academy, and the deputy." Mu Qing quickly introduced Wang Chen in a low voice to try to win his favor.

The academy exists between sects and gangs. It is weaker than the sect but stronger than the gangs. However, the academy cultivators have a huge weakness, the lack of inherited skills.

Originally, the three major cultivation directions of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism were each leading the way. However, due to unknown changes, the Confucian inheritance was almost extinct. In today's cultivation world, except for the only one that can compete with the big sects, Jianglong Academy, which is ranked last among the thirty-three sects.

Apart from that, there are very few academies that inherit the techniques.

There are rumors that the master of Jianglong Academy, the only major cultivator among all the academies in the cultivation world, has the ambition to integrate all the academies to form a giant sect like a gang alliance, but after all, it has not yet become a reality, so

Although these two academy cultivators have foundation-building skills, they still have no inheritance.

After Mu Qing revealed the origins of the two of them, his heart moved slightly and he lowered his head in silence.

"Can the three of us, plus these two foundation-building cultivators, achieve Grade 8?"

This thought was like an inner demon that could induce people to do evil. As soon as it appeared, it occupied his entire mind.

"Master Xiao has invited you."

"Master Su, please."

The two foundation-building cultivators stopped at the door at the same time, bowed slightly, and made a respectful gesture to each other, showing some humility.

In the end, Dean Xiao, with a smile on his face, shook his head helplessly, and walked in first.

"Oh? So Brother Mu is here too?"

As soon as Dean Xiao entered the door, he saw Mu Qing and three people standing on both sides with strange expressions, and was slightly surprised.

Mu Qing did not speak, but there was sweat on his forehead. The environment here was like a pair of invisible hands, tightly strangling his neck, making everything return to deathly silence, except for the thunderous heartbeat.

And even this heartbeat almost exhausted all his strength.

He is very confident in his intelligence and decision-making. He has faced many choices in his life, and the results have proven him 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 Jiba had become so strong, strong enough to kill the foundation-building cultivators.

Maybe in his next breath, the choice he makes will determine his life or death.

"Should we unite 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.

"Three brothers are cultivators of the inheritance, why are they also interested in Jiba? As the saying goes, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. To touch this guy now is to draw chestnuts from the fire."

At this time, Dean Su also walked in, recognized these three young heroes with good backgrounds, and said in astonishment.

"Brother is shameless. Let's discuss it with the three brothers and hand over this devil to us, Mowen Academy. We will be grateful."

Principal Xiao introduced himself to his family, but Wang Chen raised his head.

When he first checked out the classics at Mowen Academy, he first passed an inexplicable exam and finally became the only person to pass the exam. Based on this, he once believed that the academy acted fairly and was worthy of being a place of righteousness and awe-inspiring teaching without discrimination.

But later I also had doubts, whether Mo Wenxuan deliberately let him into the library and laid a dragnet.

Although this possibility is not high, the good impression of consulting the classics for free in the library has been completely defeated by the subsequent murderous situation.

The scholar at the eighth level of Qi Condensation had a scholarly and elegant face, but even though he was trying to set up a trap, his face did not turn red, his heart did not beat, and there was no flaw. This made Wang Chen feel that most of the cultivators in the academy talked about benevolence, righteousness, and morality, but their actions were

Despicable and dirty things.

When he raised his head, Dean Su suddenly found that the deputy master of the academy, the foundation-building monk and the three sect's inheritance talents were all standing. Instead, Wang Chen was sitting in the banquet, which was so dazzling that he couldn't help but feel angry and cold.

He snorted and said:

"Jiba, now that we are here, you, a junior, are still sitting in the banquet. Do you know the rules? If you just surrender and bind yourself to the academy for a hundred years, you may not be able to use the benevolence of the academy to convert your sins..."

Dean Su opened his mouth wide and was full of teachings.

On the other hand, it was Principal Xiao. He saw that Mu Qing was full of worries and Zhu Kun was holding two fat and swinging Gu insects in his hands, but they were both as if they had been cast a restraining spell. He was a little unable to figure out what the three of them were thinking, so he reached out.

Stopped Dean Su's ramblings.

"I have a suggestion. How about killing Jiba and the five of us comprehending the Six Paths Sword together?"

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he got straight to the point, never mentioning the exclusive inheritance of the Six Paths Sword again.

Upon hearing the Six-Path Sword, Dean Su's breathing became heavy.

"The inheritance is so close...the inheritance is so close!"

The two of them are the vice-presidents of the academy and are dignified foundation-building cultivators, but they have no inheritance. Even facing the three young cultivators who have only perfected Qi Condensation in front of them, they have to politely call them brothers.

God knows how frustrated they are.

If they can obtain the Six Paths Sword inheritance, even if it is only superficial, as foundation-building cultivators, their combat power will soar to a terrifying level, and they will enjoy great respect from now on.

Now that Dean Xiao is straight to the point, he doesn't bother to talk about benevolence, justice and morality. His eyes are like a wolf's, full of naked murderous intent.

At this moment, Mu Qing gritted his teeth and made a decision.

boom!

He slapped his palm on the big nanmu table in front of him and shouted:

"Be bold!"
Chapter completed!