Chapter 294: Shi Yi, I'm here to beat you (Seeking monthly tickets! Seeking follow-up!)

Heaven-Mending Pavilion, Inner Court.

Wu Xian followed the silly Heaven-Mending Pavilion disciple into the blessed land of the inner gate. One after another, beautiful mountains stood tall, with buildings standing in great numbers, imposing and atmospheric. In the distance, flowing clouds rolled and floating islands arched, like a fairyland on earth.

This is the ancient pure land, one of the foundations of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion. The spiritual Qi inside is far beyond the outside world, almost forming a liquid state. If one can cultivate in it for a long time, the speed will also be greatly improved, one day can be worth a month outside.

Wu Xian looked all the way, his eyes shining, secretly saying that it is worthy of being a top sect, the territory is really bright. But then he thought that this is only the lower realm. If it were changed to the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, or even the top sects and teachings of the Immortal Realm, what kind of magnificent scenery would be inside.

"Senior Brother, I have been in seclusion for too long, my brain is a bit confused, and I forgot in which direction the Scripture Pavilion is. Can you take me to see it?"

"Scripture Pavilion? Junior Brother is talking about the Wan Cang Hall! Look, it's in that direction, the largest palace in the middle is it."

"Oh oh! I remember, it's there. And where our Heaven-Mending Pavilion puts precious medicines is also near the Wan Cang Hall, right?"

"Junior Brother, you remembered wrong again. That is the Xuanji Building, on the mountain peak on the left."

"Sigh! Look at my memory, let Senior Brother laugh at me."

"It's okay, we are all fellow disciples, no need to be so polite."

"Well, Senior Brother, you are so kind!"

The two chatted while walking. Wu Xian didn't spend much effort to know the orientation of some important places in the Heaven-Mending Pavilion from his mouth.

And on the way, they also encountered other Heaven-Mending Pavilion disciples or elders and offerings.

When seeing Wu Xian, a stranger, these people were obviously a bit puzzled, but under the mental suggestion and the young disciple helping out on the side, they actually bluffed wave after wave, and no one was suspicious.

There is no help for it. The Heaven-Mending Pavilion has a big family and a big business, and there are many factions in the sect. The number of disciples in each faction is in the hundreds. It is a very normal thing to occasionally have one or two unfamiliar Senior Brothers, Junior Brothers, or Junior Nephews.

Of course, there is also the pride of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion as a top force. All disciples (elders) firmly believe that no one can bypass the sect's heavy formation restrictions without being discovered, so this Junior Brother (Junior Nephew) who looks very strange but has a cute face and speaks well must be one of their own.

That's right, it must be like this!

"Almost there!"

After walking for about half an hour, the young disciple brought Wu Xian to the foot of a mountain peak with beautiful bells and spiritual beauty, pointed to the top of the peak, and said: "That heavy-pupil person lives on it. The whole mountain peak has only him, it's easy to find."

As he said this, a look of envy appeared on the young disciple's face.

"Speaking of which, this mountain peak is connected to the main spiritual vein of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, and the spiritual Qi is extremely rich. It is usually only given to elders in the sect to cultivate and seclude."

"But that heavy-pupil person just came to the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, and the Pavilion Master let him move in directly. At that time, many Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters were very unconvinced and came to challenge him, but they all failed and returned...

I can only say that hearing is not as good as seeing. The heavy-pupil person does have the posture of a natural supreme being, which cannot be compared with ordinary geniuses."

"Is that so?"

Wu Xian raised his eyebrows, pretending to be unconvinced: "I don't think there is anything great. It's just two more eyes. If I work hard, I might not be much worse than him."

The young disciple laughed dumbly, looking at Wu Xian's young face, feeling like a newborn calf not afraid of a tiger, so he advised:

"Junior Brother is so young and successfully worshipped into the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, I think he is also a person of outstanding talent. But you need to know that there are people outside people, and there are heavens outside heavens. Just like the 'Blood-Hand Demon Child' who appeared in the Void God Realm recently, he is invincible in the Cave Heaven Realm now, and his age is about the same as yours, but do you think you can beat him?"

"Ah this..."

Wu Xian blinked, feeling unable to refute.

To be honest, he really didn't have any confidence, at most five-five, no more.

Seeing Wu Xian stammering and unable to speak, the young disciple just thought he was ashamed and angry, so he didn't want to hit him too much, so he comforted: "Junior Brother, don't be too discouraged. You are still young. You need to know that thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river, don't bully the young and poor. Who knows what the world will be like in decades.

Maybe at that time, the Demon Child and the heavy-pupil person will encounter accidents, their cultivation will stagnate, and you will get some great opportunity, surpassing them is not impossible."

Wu Xian was embarrassed when he heard this, and asked curiously: "May I ask Senior Brother's name, is it Xiao?"

"Yes, why, Junior Brother, you even forgot this?"

The young disciple was speechless, and then found that he seemed to have forgotten the name of this Junior Brother, so he coughed and changed the subject: "In short, if you want to see the style of the heavy-pupil person, just go up the mountain, no one will stop you.

Because that heavy-pupil person once said that he would not refuse any challenge from Heaven-Mending Pavilion disciples, and he would not really hurt people, everything stops at the point. Junior Brother, you can rest assured."

"Thank you, Senior Brother."

Wu Xian nodded, looked at the ten empty fingers of this Xiao-surnamed disciple, thought for a while, took out a bone piece from his storage bag, and handed it to the other party.

"This cultivation method was created by me when I was idle. I feel it has a fate with Senior Brother, so I give it to Senior Brother as a thank you for leading the way."

"Uh, the cultivation method you created, Junior Brother?"

The Xiao-surnamed disciple subconsciously took the bone piece, his divine sense probed into it, saw the two characters "Fen Jue" (Burning Decision), and then looked at a short content, feeling his heart tremble.

"Junior Brother, this is too precious..."

The Xiao-surnamed disciple looked up, just wanting to be polite, but where was Wu Xian's figure in front of him.

Not only that, even the other party's appearance in his mind gradually became blurry, as if he had never seen this person.

"Eh?! Strange, why am I here, and where did this bone piece come from?"

On the mountain peak, in the cave dwelling with rich spiritual Qi.

A handsome boy who looked to be in his early teens was sitting cross-legged, a pair of eyes with four pupils flashing with flowing light and color, comprehending the scriptures on a precious bone. Vaguely, the roar of a Qilin could be heard, and even the void was trembling slightly.

If anyone else saw this scene, they would be very surprised, because what was recorded on this precious bone was exactly the Qilin precious technique, one of the Ten Fiends!

Although it was only a small part of the incomplete chapters, it was enough to be amazing. If it spread out, it would definitely cause a huge uproar. Even the human emperors of various countries and the powerhouses of the ancient sacred mountains would personally take action to snatch it.

Suddenly, the boy with heavy pupils frowned, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Divine light bloomed in his eyes, scanning the surrounding world, trying to find the source of this uneasiness.

Soon, he discovered that outside the cave dwelling, a short figure was walking toward him.

The other party was a child, looking two or three years younger than himself, and his aura was very obscure, but from the insight of the heavy pupil, it seemed to be only at the level of the Cave Heaven Realm.

Shi Yi didn't know why, but his intuition told him that this child was not simple. He immediately urged the power of the heavy pupil to continue observing, but found that the other party had disappeared...

No! Not disappeared, but appeared directly in the cave dwelling, less than ten meters away from himself!

"Heavy-pupil person Shi Yi."

Wu Xian looked at this destined enemy of the Desolate Heavenly Emperor in the early stage of the original work, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, showing a thought-provoking smile.

"Nice to meet you, I... am here to beat you!"

As the words fell, a fist that didn't look very big but seemed to fill the world infinitely magnified in Shi Yi's sight, with the power to suppress all things, hitting his face!

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 295 =====