Mo Shuyu, who was hiding in the corner, was stunned. She didn't expect there to be such a crazy person in the world.
Mo Qiao sighed. The young master in front must be the Lu Qingyun mentioned by Jingxuan.
To be able to say such words to the masters of Heimuya is definitely not a small feat.
I couldn't help but feel very sorry for my daughter's arrogance.
Shangguan Yun's face instantly darkened, his anger welled up, and he yelled, "Bold Lu Qingyun, don't think that you are a Wudang disciple, I, Heimu Ya, dare not touch you.
The leader of the Eastern Cult has ordered that the Emei sect surrender to Heimuya from today on, and those who disobey will die! "
Lu Qingyun pouted, if it weren't for the fact that the disciples of Emei were too weak to resist the invasion of foreign forces, forcing him to stay in Emei.
Otherwise, after hearing Ding Minjun's report, he would immediately go to Dongfang Bubai to sort things out and make him understand that Emei's offerings are not so easy to snatch!
"You still have five breaths left." Lu Qingyun said coldly.
"It doesn't take five breaths for me to kill you!"
Shangguan Yun waved his hand, and more than twenty members of the Baihutang gang behind him rushed to the front, half-crouching and raising the crossbows in their hands.
"Time's up!" Lu Qingyun's figure flashed and appeared in front of the Baihutang gang, his palms flying up and down.
There was only a "bang bang" sound, and after a few breaths, all the members of Baihutang holding crossbows died under Lu Qingyun's palms.
Shangguan Yun immediately understood that this was a tough situation, and after taking a few steps back, he loudly said, "Tong Hall Master, let's join forces to kill him!"
Tong Baixiong and Shangguan Yun had conflicts in their religion, and there was also a lot of friction among the disciples.
This was a great opportunity to consume Baihutang's strength. How could he step forward to help? He just watched with his arms folded, without any intention of stepping forward to help.
"Fuck me!"
Not getting a response from Tong Baixiong, Shangguan Yun had no choice but to draw his sword and shout loudly.
After hearing the order, the disciples of the White Tiger Hall rushed out with long swords in hand.
Lu Qingyun's mouth showed disdain, and he gathered his inner strength in his palm, and a vague dragon head quickly formed.
Tong Baixiong felt the huge power contained in the dragon head, and his originally disdainful expression immediately became serious.
Giving up on the idea of watching the show on the side and consuming Baihutang's strength, the figure flashed to Lu Qingyun's side, stretched out his big hand like a cattail leaf fan, and slapped him with a palm.
Lu Qingyun snorted coldly, and the dragon with the Eighteen Subduing Palms swung its tail and slapped it backwards.
The dragon roared.
When the two palms met, there was a loud noise.
Tong Baixiong felt an overwhelming force coming from his palm, and his body flew more than ten meters uncontrollably like a kite with its string broken.
"Hall Master!"
The Fengleitang gang rushed over and turned Tong Baixiong over, who was lying motionless on the ground. He was bleeding from seven holes and looked like a horrifying death.
Shangguan Yun was horrified!
Tong Baixiong, who is a half-step master, can't even catch a palm. This Lu Qingyun must be at the master level.
Instead of advancing, his body retreated, flying towards the wall of the Emei Sect's courtyard.
Lu Qingyun did not pause, and struck the Baihutang gang and Shangguan Yun with the second move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, "Flying Dragon in the Sky".
Wherever the palm force passed, no one could stand. Shangguan Yun, who was running away, didn't even have time to react before he was slapped on the back by Lu Qingyun, which shocked his heart.
Both church leaders were slapped to death, and the dozens of remaining members of Baihu Hall and Fenglei Hall were completely panicked.
The clever ones had already fled towards the gate of Mount Emei, while the rest who had not yet reacted stood on the spot.
"Disciples of Emei, don't let these demon cult monsters escape from Emei!"
The powerful enemy is dead, and the remaining soldiers and generals are no longer a threat.
Ding Minjun drew his sword and rushed forward with a shout.
The members of Heimuya's two gangs who had lost their courage were no match for the powerful Emei faction, and they were all killed in less than half an hour.
Mo Shuyu, who was standing in the corner of the hall, saw with her own eyes the two masters of Heimuya being slapped to death by Lu Qingyun.
There is no doubt about his strength, he is definitely the top master in the world.
Feeling extremely regretful, he looked at Mo Qiao, "Dad, do I still have a chance?"
Mo Qiao grimaced and shook his head, "Shuyu, go home and change your arrogant temper in the future."
"No, I will never go home, I will become his teacher!"
Mo Shuyu trotted up to Lu Qingyun and knelt down regardless, "Please master, let me in."
The Emei disciples all stopped what they were doing and focused their attention on Lu Qingyun one by one, wondering if he would have Jingxuan's niece.
Lu Qingyun glanced at Mo Shuyu, who was no taller than his shoulders, turned and walked towards Jingxuan, "You handle your affairs."
Jingxuan nodded, came to Mo Shuyu, and sighed. "If I had known this, why would I have done it in the first place! Shuyu, go home with your father."
"No, I will take Lu Qingyun as my teacher!"
Mo Shuyu stood up stubbornly, ran to Lu Qingyun again and knelt down, "Please master, please accept me as my disciple."
Mo Qiao's face turned red, and despite the strange looks from the Emei disciples, he bowed to Lu Qingyun.
"Master Lu, my daughter has been guilty of many things with her words before. This is due to my poor discipline. Please see Shuyu's sincerity and give her a chance to become a disciple. I am willing to give you 20,000 taels of silver."
Lu Qingyun pondered for a moment, looked at Mo Shuyu who was kneeling in front of him, and said: "Go down to the foot of the mountain, one step at a time, and climb up to the Emei Golden Dome Hall. I will allow you to join the Emei Sect to learn arts."
Twenty thousand taels of silver were exchanged for the opportunity to study in Emei. In Lu Qingyun's opinion, Mo Shuyu was making a fortune.
If you join the Emei Sect, you can practice the Emei Heart Sutra.
If she is talented enough and can stand out after practicing the Quanzhen Heart Technique, she will have the opportunity to continue practicing the Nine Yin Manual, a rare book in the world.
If people knew this, let alone 20,000 taels of silver and 10,000 heads, even if it were increased tenfold, they would still be chasing it!
"If I do it, can you take me in?" Mo Shuyu raised her head, still unwilling to give up.
"It's just an opportunity to join the Emei Sect. If you don't want to, you can go down the mountain immediately."
Lu Qingyun categorically refused.
The peak where the Emei Sect is located is more than 3,000 meters high. If you kowtow one step at a time from the foot of the mountain, you will have to kowtow at least tens of thousands of people.
Mo Shuyu is still a half-year-old child. Even if she is a third-level warrior, she cannot bear this.
Twenty thousand taels of silver were exchanged for such a harsh condition. While Mo Qiao felt sorry for his daughter, he also developed resentment towards Lu Qingyun and the Emei faction.
"Daughter, go back with dad."
"No." Mo Shuyu stood up and strode down the mountain.
