Volume 2: Yun Ji Cang Hai Chapter 309: Consideration
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Mu Tianyuan's cultivation is not low, and he is also arrogant. He relies on his status as a disciple of the inner sect of Zhengyang Sect. During the days when he returned home, except for a few elders, he did not take the rest seriously.
With the younger generations of the clan fawning on him, Mu Tianyuan felt good about himself and regarded himself as the pillar of the Mu family. Such people cannot tolerate any sand in their eyes. He secretly said, Mu Qing'er is already a member of my Mu family. You, an outsider cultivator, are so presumptuous. Do you still take my Mu family seriously?
Lin Yi saw the abnormality in the expressions of the people around him and was secretly cautious, but how could he have thought that he would offend Mu Tianyuan! He sent a voice message to Mu Qing'er: "The technique I gave you is called "Biyun Jue". Its origin is unknown. If you don't want to give it up, you'd better practice it in secret. Even if the elders of the Mu family ask, you don't have to tell the truth to avoid complications." When they lived in the same courtyard, he had copied the subsequent techniques and gave them to her, so there was such a saying.
Mu Qing'er hummed and said, "I know. This is a matter between you and me. I will never let anyone else know."
Lin Yi nodded with a wry smile. Although Mu Qing'er had misunderstood, it was fine! Someone was talking on the slope, and the two turned their heads to look.
The speaker was Mu Zhiyan, the second elder of the Mu family, who looked like he was in his fifties or sixties. He stood on the slope and said loudly, "All the disciples of my Mu family who have a cultivation level of the fifth level or above can participate in this small test within the clan. This test is of great significance. The eleven people who have been selected will come to the slope."
The slope is several dozen feet in size and is about ten feet higher than the valley. It is a good place for competition. After hearing the elder's instructions, the eleven disciples below walked up one after another.
Mu Qingchan had been standing not far from Lin Yi. Seeing that he and Mu Qing'er had already cast their eyes on the hillside, he came up and said with a smile: "Daoyou, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! Why don't you go up and try your skills?"
Lin Yi's eyes swept across the hillside. Mu Tianyuan's contemptuous look, could it be directed at him? He was a little confused, turned around to look at the enthusiastic Mu Qingchan, shook his head and said: "Thank you for your kindness, Daoyou Qingchan! I still know my own limitations."
Mu Qingchan looked a little disappointed, smiled awkwardly, and didn't know what to say.
Lin Yi had never seen what kind of scene the competition between cultivators was like. He had some expectations for the upcoming family exam. He thought that the way the Mu family disciples competed was like in the martial arts world, drawing lots to compete, but who knew that it was not the case. These eleven people actually challenged Mu Tianyuan one after another.
Among the eleven people, there are those who are in the fifth to seventh levels of Qi training, and their strengths vary. If they fight against each other, those with low cultivation will obviously suffer. But won’t these people suffer more when fighting with Mu Tianyuan, a cultivator of the ninth level of Qi training?
When Lin Yi was looking at him in confusion, Mu Zhiyan said with dignity: "Tianyuan will come home this time to test your skills. Tianyuan is not only a disciple of the Tian generation of my Mu family, but also an inner disciple of the Zhengyang Sect. Now he has reached the ninth level of Qi training and is about to build a foundation. Being able to go through a few rounds under his hands is like forging gold in a fierce fire. The difference in your cultivation is obvious at a glance. This is also a rare opportunity to learn from each other, so you should do your best!"
Mu Tianyuan on the side couldn't hide his smug look, and he straightened his chest. His handsome face against the white clothes made him look quite chic and extraordinary.
Mu Zhixin turned his head and said gently: "Tianyuan, these are all our family members, don't hurt them."
"My nephew obeys!" Mu Tianyuan bowed his hands and strode to the middle of the hillside, raised his chin, looked at the eleven people proudly and said: "Who will come first?"
Fortunately, Mu Tianyuan didn't say to come together. If he could really deal with eleven cultivators with cultivation above the fifth level, Lin Yi could only sigh that he was not as good as him. For some reason, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. However, seeing his arrogant appearance, he must have extraordinary cultivation. He had to take a good look and take the opportunity to observe.
Who among the Mu family members didn't know the reputation of Mu Tianyuan! This person has no rivals among the Qi training disciples of the Mu family. Now the other party is posing as a master, which inevitably makes people feel timid. So, these people looked at each other and pushed each other.
Looking at the younger generations of the family who were not doing well, Mu Zhiyan stared.
This clan test was a sudden idea of several elders, who used Mu Tianyuan to beat the clan disciples. Fighting with such a young talent, regardless of winning or losing, is an encouragement and spur to the younger generation of the clan, which is also the good intention of the elders. These eleven people are the backbone of the younger disciples of the clan, but they are so untrained that Mu Zhiyan is angry. Even Mu Zhiyi and Mu Zhixin beside him are not happy.
"Don't push it anymore, the one with the lowest cultivation will start!" Mu Zhiyan ordered with a cold face.
The elders spoke, and the eleven people dared not disobey. A young man with a fifth-level cultivation came out, bowed to Mu Tianyuan, and asked his uncle to show mercy. This should be a disciple of the Qing generation. After speaking, he sacrificed a flying sword, but he dared not use it.
The other people on the hillside stepped back, leaving a large area for the two to compete.
Mu Tianyuan chuckled and said, "There's no need to be so polite, nephew!" Without taking out his flying sword, he flicked his sleeves, stretched out his arm and grabbed at the air. A golden dragon suddenly emerged from his arm, with shining golden scales, and the dragon was baring its fangs and claws, with an astonishing momentum.
Seeing this, the fifth-level disciple was three points weaker in momentum before they even fought. But so many disciples in the clan were watching, and he couldn't retreat without a fight. He gritted his teeth and urged the flying sword to meet the golden dragon.
"Wow! This is the Zhengyang Golden Dragon Hand! The unique skill of the Zhengyang Sect!" The knowledgeable disciple exclaimed.
Mu Tianyuan had a faint smile on his face, and he made a gesture to grab the opponent's flying sword. The golden dragon that appeared was more than ten feet long in an instant, and opened its mouth and swallowed forward.
The disciple suddenly felt that the flying sword was stagnant and difficult to control. In a hurry, he wanted to use hand gestures to activate the flying sword. Who knew that after a dazzling light, the golden dragon had swallowed the flying sword into its belly, and the connection between this person and the flying sword disappeared immediately. When he looked closely, his flying sword was already in Mu Tianyuan's hand, and the golden dragon had disappeared.
In just a short moment, Mu Tianyuan easily seized the opponent's flying sword. His means were wonderful, and the golden dragon was even more amazing. The Mu family disciples below were dazzled and cheered!
Mu Tianyuan chuckled, looked at the pale opponent, threw the flying sword over, and said disdainfully: "You should practice well for a few years!" The disciple hurriedly took the flying sword, his face full of shame, and thanked him repeatedly, and retreated in a somewhat embarrassed manner.
The three elders of the Mu family looked at each other and nodded slightly.
Down the slope, Lin Yi's pupils shrank slightly, watching all this quietly. Is the power of the illusory golden dragon really strong? But this Mu Tianyuan has some means, which really makes people dare not underestimate. It is worthy of being a disciple of the Zhengyang Sect, and it is not comparable to the children of ordinary families.
I don’t know if these Mu family disciples are really useless, or they are afraid of Mu Tianyuan’s status in the Mu family. The remaining ten people hurriedly went on the stage, and as expected, they were defeated in a hurry. It seemed that the golden dragon hand was invincible. Most of the Mu family members had their flying swords taken away and had to admit defeat.
The last two Qi training seventh-level disciples barely let Mu Tianyuan sacrifice his flying sword. But after three or five rounds of fighting, the two hurriedly admitted defeat.
Mu Tianyuan actually sacrificed a spiritual weapon flying sword, which was not something that ordinary magic weapons could deal with. Continuing would only embarrass himself. Admitting defeat was undoubtedly a wise move.
I thought I would see a wonderful competition, but unexpectedly, it was just Mu Tianyuan showing off, which made people lose interest. When Mu Tianyuan on the slope was lonely, Lin Yi looked around a little bored and found that the spiritual energy here was much richer, several times more than the small courtyard where he lived. I couldn't help but wonder, is this place close to the spiritual vein? It would be great if I could practice here!
Several elders on the slope couldn't help but comment on this test. Of course, they were generous with their praise for Mu Tianyuan, and their inspiring and exhorting teachings were naturally directed at the children of the Mu family. As for how to decide the best in this small test, it seems that the elders still need to think about it.
"Lin Yi, come up!"
Lin Yi, who was daydreaming, heard someone calling him and looked up the slope in surprise. The disciples around him also turned their heads to look at him. Many people didn't know who Lin Yi was, but just looked over.
"Lin Yi, I'm calling you!" Seeing that Lin Yi was standing still, Mu Qing'er gently pulled his sleeve and reminded him softly.
The person who spoke was Mu Zhixin on the slope. He had a faint smile on his face, but it was hard to figure out. He was looking at Lin Yi at this time.
It's not that he didn't hear it, Lin Yi was muttering. What was the intention of this elder of the Mu family calling him in public at this time?
After a slight hesitation, Lin Yi still took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and said with an unchanged expression: "I wonder what instructions do you have, senior?"
"Come forward!" Mu Zhixin said again.
Lin Yi nodded silently, slowly climbed the hillside, and bowed when he was a few feet away from the other party: "Lin Yi greets all seniors!"
Mu Zhiyan and Mu Zhiyi looked at Mu Zhixin in confusion, and the latter shook his head gently at them, indicating that there was no need to ask more questions. Mu Tianyuan, who was standing aside, glanced at them with a look of contempt.
"No need to be polite! Lin Yi, you have been in Qifengpo for half a month. Do you still like the scenery here? What do you think of my Mu family?" Mu Zhixin's tone was casual, but when he heard the words, it made Lin Yi feel uncomfortable.
After thinking for a while, Lin Yi bowed again and replied: "Qifengpo is a paradise with outstanding people and beautiful scenery, which is amazing! The Mu family is even more like a fairy family, how can a kid talk nonsense!"
Mu Zhixin nodded and smiled, staring at Lin Yi, holding his green beard and said: "Since you are a cultivator and your cultivation has reached the late stage of Qi training, why don't you show your skills and learn from your peers to verify your cultivation. This is also an indispensable step in cultivation. What do you think?"
Before Lin Yi opened his mouth, Mu Zhixin said again: "Although you are an outsider cultivator, you must have something extraordinary. You can compete with Tianyuan and let the children of the clan learn from you." His tone was unquestionable, and he turned and walked away after speaking.
Mu Tianyuan was a little surprised, then showed a sarcastic look, walked to the center of the field, and said loudly: "Lin Yi, please!"
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