Guan Shenyue was born into a wealthy family in Xijie City, and was not as rich as the rules - most of the men in the Guan family were bullies, who were robbed and robbed by force and divided the spoils.

When a Taoist priest dressed in weird form came uninvited and claimed that the thirteen-year-old boy had a Taoist root, his father shook his fists and said, "Whoever grabs Guen, wants to take things away from the Guan family depends on whether you have the ability."

The Taoist priest had this ability. The few men who were the best at Guan's family flew to the roof before they even moved their fingers, and their opponents did not use the paper talismans that were common in Xijie City.

The thirteen-year-old Guan Shenyue cheered for the strange Taoist priests and made up his mind to practice. His father was a sleek veteran in the world. He immediately changed his attitude and enthusiastically left the Taoist priests. He secretly sent someone to inquire about the details of the "Daogen". After a simple summary, he became his son's biggest supporter of his practice.

Like all children who have just entered the Pangshan Daotong, Guan Shenyue developed a unique pride. After gaining some understanding of the Daotong, his ideals quickly changed from "the most powerful thug in Xijie City" to "the youngest genius in the Nine Daotong".

At Yangshen Peak, he found that there were geniuses that were similar to him or even more unique to him everywhere, but he was used to being the head of the child. At home, if he lost a fight with other children, his father would beat him up again. Guan Shenyue wisely transformed this competitive spirit into a driving force for practice, allowing him to stand out among the same group of disciples, successfully pass the level, and was finally selected by the Five Elements Department.

There are more geniuses on the Old Ancestor Peak, and some of them, especially those Taoist children, are so smart that they are terrifyingly smart that they understand the mysterious and obscure Taoist philosophy at first glance, which is as simple as which hand to use to fight.

Guan Shenyue worked very hard, but was gradually lost. It was at this stage. The impulse of his love to challenge the rules was resurrected. He wanted a quiet environment, the disciples of Yangshen Peak, the disciples who practiced together, and the serious Taoist priests on the Ancestor Peak all said this and repeatedly emphasized it. The result was that Guan Shenyue always wanted to scream and try the effect.

This impulse is so strong that it has a serious conflict with the practice habit that Guan Shenyue has developed over the years, so that although he has long reached the standard of condensing qi to form a pill, he has not even been able to succeed in trying it several times.

So he was sent to the Yiyongshou. Soon he admitted frustrated and excitedly that he liked the atmosphere and rules here more. The use of Yiyongshou on the streets of Xijiecheng was still effective. He successfully became the new "big brother" and a group of brothers followed him.

But Guan Shenyue did not dare to go home. The old man of the Guan family had long claimed that his son was learning "spells without talismans". In order to intimidate the opponents of the Guan family, he did not know where the use was, and he thought his son would continue to improve his spells here, so he encouraged his son to stay for five or ten years, but he must go back to Xijie City before he died, and he had to go back in a glorious manner.

This is why Guan Shenyue is grateful to Xiaoqiu and I.

For him, it is not difficult to condense the elixir itself. The most difficult thing is to untie the knot. Laozu Peak is a strict school where many geniuses are waiting to be cultivated. He rarely teaches a certain ordinary disciple according to his aptitude. Guan Shenyue regained his confidence in practicing in the Muma Valley. After he had enough elixirs, he would be able to condense the elixir and become a perfect match.

The biggest stone in Guan Shenyue's heart fell to the ground, and what was replaced by vigorous love. He fell in love with me and could not forget it after his failure to confess his love. In his family, it is normal for women like Yang Qingyin to be. Her "my mother" can resonate with the female family members of the Guan family.

After having a long talk with Shen Jixian, the first leader of the Five Elements Department, on the Laozu Peak, Guan Shenyue realized that he had to make a choice between love and continuing to practice. Since love was a failure, his choice was very simple.

This is why he made the promise of returning to the office but broke his promise, and why he saw Yang Qingyin in a reversal speech later.

But he felt guilty and felt that he had let down Xiaoqiu and those friends' trust, so he often took time to monitor Shen Shang's movements. He hoped that there would always be a moment to repay everyone.

This moment has come, but the ending is beyond his expectations.

Qi Wuxia exuded all his strength and easily tore off Guan Shenyue's arms. After the expansion, the six-foot demon body suddenly grew taller. The remaining body of Taoist Pangshan fell to the ground like fallen leaves.

The incident happened too suddenly and too tragic, and no one made a scream. Even Zhou Ping and Xiao Qingtao, who were usually timid, did not make any sound, just stared blankly at the bodies falling from the sky and the blood mist scattered in the sky.

Yang Qingyin jumped high and caught Guan Shenyue in the air.

The son of a bully in Xijie City is disdainful to please the prince of his country. He would rather follow the swearing daughter of the Taoist sect and the boy of Yelin Town who dared to fight and fight. He fell into the arms of his favorite person, and blood gushed but refused to cry out in pain. Suddenly, he regretted it very much. The consequence was that he did not stay in the Five Elements Department, but used his last period of time to stay by my side. How good would it be?

"Don't tell...my father...I lost so much..." Guan Shenyue's blood flowed out of his mouth with words. He had too many things to say, but he could only choose the most important one, "For me... Thank you... Xiaoqiu..."

Yang Qingyin was born into an ancient Taoist family and began to learn how to control emotions before formally practicing. The elders always said to her: "Let your heart be like a lake, like a mirror, reflecting joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, but not being moved by it. This is success."

So she can do whatever she wants, swear words, and cry for her destined fate, but her mood has never wavered. She is still an excellent daughter of Taoism, and in the eyes of the family, she is enough to take on the task of giving birth to a genius.

So she smiled, she would not follow the example of secular women crying bitterly, if the person who loves her would die, she would show her most beautiful side, "Fool..." she said, but her voice choked uncontrollably, "Oh, fool, do you know, you are going to harm me badly."

Guan Shenyue's mouth twitched, trying hard to give a smile. He understood the meaning of this sentence and wanted to say something else, but the blood in his mouth kept gushing out. The red in front of him became heavier and he covered my mother's appearance. He wanted to reach out and push the red apart...

Qi Wuxia returned to his normal body shape. Standing a dozen steps away from Pangshan’s disciples, his expression was more excited than anyone else. “Sadness can strengthen the power of the injury array. Cry, humans, use your tears to pay tribute to the dead, and millions of demons died at the hands of the Taoist throne. Your compensation is far from enough!”

Then he pointed at the expressionless boy, "And you, Mu Xingqiu, show your anger, the devil will appear together, so that all problems will be solved."

This is not the first time Xiaoqiu faces death, but he has never been as angry as he is now. When Erliang died, sadness and confusion diluted the hatred. At this moment, he only had the simplest anger.

But he did not move. Even if the flames burned, he still maintained a little calmness. That was the result of his years of practice and one of the personalities he had shown since childhood.

Qi Wuxia smiled, "You can see that you tried to form a boxing formation, but you couldn't understand the method. Haha, because you are Taoists, you compete with each other and compete with each other, and you will never follow another person wholeheartedly. Look at this injury formation, if the old lady of the Mei family had not gained the trust and worship of these people, it would not have taken effect at all. You have to make your partners believe in you, respect you, and be willing to give your life for you. Only in this way can you work together to form a boxing formation."

Xiaoqiu turned around and looked at his partner. Guan Shenyue was no longer angry. Yang Qingyin was holding him in a daze. The fear on the other people's faces gradually gained the upper hand. Only Xiao Qingtao bit her lips and maintained her fighting spirit.

He knew that Qi Wuxia was not lying, and he also knew that these people could not form a boxing formation, and even if they were given a lot of time, it would not work. The practice of giving up oneself and following another person wholeheartedly was incompatible with the practice of Taoism. On the contrary, the demon clan whose mind was not yet fully enlightened could easily form a demon formation.

Xiaoqiu didn't understand why the descendant of Nianxin Academy showed him the bone-forging fist from the beginning, misleading him, and then taught him the song of leading the Nine Changes of the Beast in his dream, but he understood Mei Chuan'an's feeling more than ten years ago: he worked hard to chase a goal, and when the goal was about to be achieved, he found that it was a useless thing.

He spoke, without a trace of anger in his voice, "I'm very puzzled, how did you trick Grandma Mei into doing things for the demon clan?"

Qi Wuxia looked up at the moon. He had a little time. If he wanted to separate the demon king from the young man, he had to make Mu Xingqiu even more angry. "It's very simple. The old lady of the Mei family preached everywhere, and even went deep into the country of sacrificial life, and always told people about her son and spells. It was a useless spell. Yishijun injected magic into it. The old lady was very happy and thought that it was her son's merit. I pretended to be the messenger of the ancient gods and talked with her a lot. She was very useful, and she devoted herself to thinking that everything she did was the will of the ancient gods. Moreover, she hated Pangshan Taoism, which made the whole plan more perfect. She is half sober and half under my control, which is much more useful than a pure puppet."

Qi Wuxia looked at Mu Xingqiu proudly and was soon disappointed, and the boy's expression did not appear even more angry.

"Yi Shijun?" Xiaoqiu had never heard of this name, "It was this person who told you that I was the 'Demonic Envoy'?"

"This is not important. The key is that I know that this information is very accurate. If you don't want to shed more blood, just let the devil leave. It's very simple. Just vent your anger."

Xiaoqiu was full of anger to vent. He looked at his friends around him again, turned around and walked towards not Qi Wuxia, but towards the edge of the injury formation. He said to the old woman outside the formation: "Grandma Mei, listen to me that Mei Chuan'an left me the correct spell."

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