Fantasy: The Starting Sect Saint Child, The Protagonist Recognizes The Eldest Child

"Ah! Mu Qingcheng, I, Cao Nima, will definitely kill you, cut you into pieces, and make you die a miserable death!" Xiao Yan yelled.

"Alas!" Mu Qingcheng shook his head, "Junior brother Xiao Yan, it's not good to scold others. Look, has my father ever scolded you?"

"You have also received the gift. It's time for my father to punish you. Don't worry, my father will not kill you, he will only cripple you. By the way, let you rest assured. I will take good care of your mother. !”

"That's right, you have a sister who looks just like you!"

"Finally, your mother is very moist and I enjoy it in bed~, and your master is even more moist. She is such a rare beauty. It's a pity that you don't have this opportunity to enjoy it!" Mu Qingcheng leaned into his ear and mocked.

"Bastard, bastard, I, Cao Nima, am going to kill you, kill you." After hearing this last sentence, Xiao Yan's eyes turned ferocious as if he wanted to tear him apart. Xiao Yan could not get up and could only curse.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Mu Qingcheng's mouth, and when he pressed his hands, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly widened, and he died without any more yelling.

"Oh, I feel a little sad to kill my stepson with my own hands." Mu Qingcheng sighed and walked out of the cave.

[Ding, the host kills the protagonist Xiao Yan and gets a villain gift package! ]

Mu Qingcheng was startled and immediately said: "Open it!"

[Ding, the gift package has been opened successfully, and the host has obtained the Thirty-Six Styles of the Heavenly Demon Stone Carvings! ]

"Thirty-six moves of Heavenly Demon stone carving?" Mu Qingcheng's expression was slightly condensed. The name of this technique is quite domineering, and the grade should not be low.

Mu Qingcheng began to understand.

A few days later, Mu Qingcheng's eyes suddenly opened, a faint light flashed in his eyes, and Mu Qingcheng's expression was full of excitement.

Heavenly Demon has thirty-six movements carved on stone, each of which is a supreme Divine Ability. The technique he practiced before was Yunlan Sect's sect-suppressing method, Yunlan Zhenjue.

According to legend, it was created by the founder of the Yunlan Sect. It is already the most Apex Level technique in the Northern Spiritual Realm, but compared with the Heavenly Demon's thirty-six stone-carved techniques, it is still far behind.

Mu Qingcheng took a deep breath. Although the Heavenly Demon stone carving is powerful and extremely obscure, fortunately, he has a villain value that can be directly exchanged for enlightenment.

If it is practiced, the combat power will definitely increase rapidly. Mu Qingcheng was just about to select a few stone carvings to meditate on, when he focused his eyes and looked into the distance, because there was True Qi fluctuation coming from there.

Soon, two figures, one white and one black, landed in front of him, and the light dispersed.

Mu Qingcheng saw a man with a bun and a plain tight-fitting robe with no complicated decorations and exquisite embroidery.

But that trace of grace and splendor cannot be concealed by a simple Taoist robe.

Because the Taoist robe is too "fitting", his uneven figure is even more distinct against the Taoist robe.

Even from a distance of more than ten steps, you can still feel the heavy weight.

Her long black hair was tied behind her head by a crimson hair, revealing a large area of ​​delicate facial features. Black and white formed a sharp contrast.

The light eye shadow, the curved eyelashes, the graceful temperament, the snow-white smooth skin, and the stunning bright red lips. Even if you just glance at it, you can rely on a man's intuition.

I instinctively felt that this was a rare beauty!

Grace and dignity coexist, and there is a hint of charm in maturity. A plain Taoist robe is wrapped around her exquisite body, highlighting the beauty in front of her.

The identity of the female cultivator should have been independent of the world of mortals, but at this time it gave people a strange feeling.

At this moment, the female cultivator was holding a long sword and looking coldly at the black figure in the distance.

"Wei Hu, you are so brave. Killing a fellow disciple is a capital crime!"

The black figure held a big sword in his hand, and his aura was much stronger than that of the beautiful woman in Taoist robes.

"Leng Yuyan, I give you two choices now, either hand over the three-color moonlight flower, or die!"

Mu Qingcheng watched this scene in the cave. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business. After all, that's what the Immortal Cultivation World is like.

Behind the treasures of heaven and earth was a bloody robbery, but the sound of the system made him stunned.

[Ding, the heroine Luck, Leng Yuyan, has been detected! ]

Um?

Lucky heroine? Is a new child of destiny about to appear?

The beautiful woman in Taoist robes named Leng Yuyan, holding a long sword, said coldly: "Wei Hu, you are delusional!"

"The three-color moonlight flower is what I urgently need. If you retreat now, I can pretend that what happened today never happened!"

"Hmph!" Wei Hu is a strong middle-aged man. When he heard this, his face was full of disdain.

"Your nephew is a waste. Wouldn't it be a waste to use the three-color moonlight flower on him?"

"What did you say?" Leng Yuyan's almond-shaped eyes suddenly filled with frost.

"It seems that you are not ready to hand it over!" Wei Hu held the long sword in front of him, with an overwhelming momentum, and the sword energy spurted out.

"It just so happens that you, Leng Yuyan, are the most beautiful woman in Qingling Sect. I will destroy you today and take away your three-color moonlight flower. Let's enjoy being the most beautiful woman like you again!"

Wei Hu slashed out with his sword, and a sword that was dozens of feet long slashed towards Leng Yuyan with murderous intent.

Leng Yuyan reluctantly accepted it, but her body retreated several feet, and a stream of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth. She was injured with just one move.

"Let me see how many moves you can take from me!" Wei Hu's sword flashed across the sky, and Leng Yuyan could only barely parry.

After more than ten moves, the sword struck Leng Yuyan. Although she blocked it with her horizontal sword, it was still sent flying out. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and her breath instantly weakened.

"Haha, the most beautiful woman, you are vulnerable to a vase. I will destroy you, and then enjoy the taste of you, the most beautiful woman!"

A look of cruelty appeared on Wei Hu's face, and the knife pierced Leng Yuyan's abdomen, intending to crush her Dantian Divine Treasure and destroy her cultivation.

Leng Yuyan closed her eyes in despair, she had no ability to escape now.

But at this moment, a big handprint fell from the sky and hit Wei Hu directly.

"Ah, who is that?" Wei Hu roared angrily and raised his sword upward, but he was only a perfect practitioner of Divine Treasure.

And Mu Qingcheng is Empty Void.

"Bang!" True Qi's handprints fell heavily, and Wei Hu was knocked to the ground on one knee.

"Who is the master? You dare to interfere with my Qingling Sect's affairs." Wei Hu stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but he was not afraid. Instead, he shouted deeply and looked around with fierce eyes.

Mu Qingcheng slowly walked out of the cave.

He had heard that Qingling Sect was an immortal cultivating force near Liyang Kingdom.

It seems that the strongest ones in the sect are the early Empty Void monks, who can be considered a large-scale cultivating force.

Wei Hu looked startled when he saw Mu Qingcheng walking towards him from the void.

"Empty Void monk, Your Excellency, I am Wei Hu, the fifth elder of the Qingling Sect, and I am dealing with matters within our Qingling Sect. Please stay out of your own business!"