I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"Master, master~~"

One day, with the setting sun shining slantingly on the top of the mountain, Elder Qingfeng, with his long sleeves fluttering, landed outside the bamboo forest in the wind and ran to the thatched cottage in a panic.

"Why are you so panicked?" Qin Yao stood up from a bamboo chair and asked calmly.

Qingfeng swallowed silently and said: "Master, I have received the exact news. Shan Chunqiu has announced that he will come to Shushan again on the night of the full moon on August 15th. By then, everyone who stays in Shushan, no matter what, will Whoever it is, kill them all without mercy."

"What a big tone, he is determined to destroy the Shushan inheritance." Qin Yao murmured.

Qingfeng nodded and said hesitantly: "Master, should we go out to avoid the limelight? Considering the current situation in Shushan, there is no need to fight Shan Chunqiu."

The main thing is that you may not be able to pass if you knock. Thinking that Shan Chunqiu was the number one general under Demon King Sha Qian Mo, he wiped out the Shushan clan during its heyday, let alone now?

"No." Qin Yao said: "It doesn't matter if we retreat, we have lost all face in Shushan. If before this, the sects would feel pity when they heard about the tragedy in Shushan, then after we retreat, the pity we once had will be gone." It will become a mockery.”

Qingfeng said: "I understand the truth, but the Demon Sect is powerful..."

"No matter how big it is, is it too big to stay for a long time?" Qin Yao said: "Elder Qingfeng, go help me call Yunyin here, and I will ask him to deliver a letter for me."

Qingfeng's heart moved and said: "Master, let me go. No matter in terms of cultivation, status, or speed, I am greater than Yunyin."

"That's fine." Qin Yao took a deep look at him, then summoned a pen and paper from his hand, quickly wrote a letter and delivered it to the other party: "Elder Qingfeng, be careful on the road, the safety of Shushan depends on you. "

"Don't worry, Master, I will leave as soon as possible." Qingfeng put away the letter solemnly, turned around and took off into the sky.

"Master, why don't you go to Changliu yourself? Wouldn't that be faster?" When his figure turned into a small dot in the sky, Hua Qiangu landed in front of the thatched cottage with a gleaming flying sword, his face filled with tears. Confuse.

"My master is now the leader of Shushan. It doesn't look good if the leader personally goes to the mountain to ask for help." Qin Yao responded.

Hua Qiangu seemed to understand, but then he put the matter behind him: "Master, I have learned another set of swordsmanship, can I practice it for you?"

Qin Yao smiled and said: "Okay..."

The next day.

Qin Yao was teaching Hua Qiangu in front of the thatched cottage when he suddenly felt a powerful aura enveloping Shu Mountain. Looking up, he saw a huge white cloud slowly descending. Bai Zihua, dressed in a white gown, as cold as plum blossoms, led a group of disciples and Elder Qingfeng appeared in front of the master and apprentice.

"The sky is full, Yu Qing." Hua Qiangu spotted his two friends from the crowd at a glance, jumping on the spot and waving.

Looking at the innocent girl who looked like a little white rabbit, Ni Mantian and Dongfang Yuqing had smiles on their faces and waved in response.

"Zi Hua." Qin Yao then looked at Bai Zi Hua and greeted him proactively.

Bai Zihua nodded and explained, "I'll take them to practice."

"Qiangu, please go and entertain these Changliu comrades on behalf of Shushan." Qin Yao turned to Hua Qiangu and said.

"Okay, Master." Hua Qiangu agreed with a smile on his face.

After a while, Qin Yao brought Bai Zihua to the waterfall and said leisurely: "Actually, I'm not afraid of Shan Chunqiu. There are still two days from now to August 15th, which is enough for me to set up the next defensive formation.

I specially sent someone to invite you, Zihua, mainly because I am not satisfied with resisting Shan Chunqiu, but want to kill him.

This beast is the most restless thorn in the Seven Kills Sect. If we can take this opportunity to kill it, there will be a lot less trouble in the immortal world in the future. "

Since Xia Zixun was born in the Seven Kills Sect, Bai Zihua did not doubt her judgment and nodded: "At that time, I will fight for the opportunity to kill Shan Chunqiu for you."

Qin Yao waved his hand: "No, you better do it. I'm not as strong as you, so it's not safe to do this..."

"It seems that he is indeed your pet peeve!" Bai Zihua said with emotion.

Qin Yao said seriously: "Yes! Please be sure to kill him to avoid future troubles!"

In order to achieve this goal, in the next two days, Qin Yao even laid out layer after layer of formations in Shushan. This formation was not for defense, but just to stop Shan Chunqiu when he wanted to escape.

Time kept refreshing in this tense atmosphere, and in a blink of an eye it was August 15th, the night of the full moon.

The Shushan disciples who came back early were holding swords and sitting at the center of the formation, silently waiting for the Demon Sect to attack.

However, one night passed, and until the sun rose in the east and drove away the darkness, they could not see even a shadow of the demon soldiers.

The top of Shushan Mountain.

A jade pendant on Bai Zihua's waist suddenly trembled. He picked up the jade pendant, stretched out his hand and injected a trace of magic power. A blue light suddenly rushed out from the jade pendant, manifesting into the half-length image of Mo Yan.

"What's wrong, senior brother?"

"Zi Hua, was Shushan attacked last night?" Mo Yan asked loudly.

Bai Zihua shook his head: "No."

"We have all fallen into Shan Chunqiu's scheme." Mo Yan said with an irritated face: "Last night, the Lingxiao sect was wiped out."

Bai Zihua's pupils shrank, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said: "Sound in the east and attack in the west!"

"You're right, Shan Chunqiu deserves to die." Bai Zihua said.

Qin Yao said: "Is there any way you can lock him down? It is better to take the initiative than to sit back and wait for death. Although it is not us who die suddenly."

Bai Zihua shook his head: "Shan Chunqiu is extremely alert and has never had a fixed place of residence."

Qin Yao was speechless.

At this time, Bai Zihua said goodbye to Mo Yan, closed the instant messaging, and secretly sent a message to Qin Yao: "Zixun, have you told the ordinary disciples that you invited me to help?"

Qin Yao shook his head and said: "Before you brought people here, only Elder Qingfeng and I knew about this matter in the entire Shu Mountain."

Bai Zihua: "Then the problem lies with Changliu."

Qin Yao's heart moved and he sent a message: "Do you suspect there is a spy?"

"That's right." Bai Zihua responded: "It seems that he was tricking us by attacking in the east, but if I hadn't come to help, would he have faked it? After all, he had wiped out all the people in Shushan before, and now Shushan has another It must be very difficult for him to have a resurgence.”

A name suddenly flashed in Qin Yao's mind: Yin Shangpiao.

In the original work, it was this person who colluded with Qisha, causing Hua Qiangu a lot of trouble...

"Zi Hua, hold the Immortal Sword Conference in advance to find out the spy." Not long after, Qin Yao suggested through a message.

Bai Zihua thought for a moment and nodded slightly: "You can take all the members of Shushan back to Changliu with me, and also test whether there are any spies from the Demon Sect among them."

Qin Yao was self-righteous, so he asked Bai Zihua in front of all his disciples: "Zihua, when will the Fairy Sword Conference be held?"

Bai Zihua said cooperatively: "Seven Kills are ready to take action. In this troubled year, we cannot delay it any longer. I plan to hold an Immortal Sword Conference when I go back. Zixun, will you take the Shushan disciples with me?"

Qin Yao nodded and immediately said to the disciples: "Shushan disciples obey the order, pack up your things quickly, and go with me to Changliu to visit the Immortal Sword Conference."

"Yes, Master."

All Shushan disciples responded in unison.

Two days later.

The Immortal Gate will remain forever.

At the entrance of the main hall, on the seat of the Venerable.

The Immortal Lord Bai Zihua sits in the center, the Confucian Lord Sheng Xiao Mo sits on the left, the World Honored Mo Yan sits on the right, and the Immortal Zixun sits on the right of Mo Yan.

Under the steps of the main hall, ten new disciples were holding wooden swords, fighting in pairs, with various lights shining continuously.

Half an hour later.

Five of them defeated the other five one after another, and formed a six-person group with Shuo Feng, who had a bye at the beginning. After an hour-long breath adjustment, they continued to fight in pairs.

Since the Fairy Sword Tournament can only be attended by freshmen, there are only eleven of them as contestants in this Fairy Sword Tournament, and the leader and disciple that was previously agreed will also be chosen among the eleven.

This is something that all the old students in the past envied but had nothing to do about...

In the blink of an eye, the sky gradually darkened, and the last group of combatants finally decided the winner when the moon was at its peak.

Since then, the top three players have been released. They are: Ni Mantian, Shuo Feng, and... Yin Shangpiao!

"It's getting late today, and the top three players have all gone through a fierce battle, and their energy has dropped seriously. Therefore, the battle for the leader of this Fairy Sword Tournament will begin tomorrow morning. Please take a good rest after you go back, and show your best tomorrow. Strength." Ru Zunsheng and Xiao Mo stood up and said with a smile.

"Yes." The top three players said in unison.

The young and mature-looking Shuo Feng separated from the crowd and was walking towards his residence when he suddenly heard calls from behind him.

He paused slightly, turned around and looked back, only to see Ni Mantian approaching with a smile on his face.

"What's up?"

Ni Mantian said: "Shuofeng, can you let me go tomorrow?"

Shuo Feng: "???"

Ni Mantian: "As long as you give in to me, I will try my best to help you get whatever you want."

Shuo Feng: "What if what I want is the position of head disciple?"

Ni Mantian's expression changed: "This identity is very important to me..."

"You are really... quite funny." Shuofeng waved his hand and said: "If you want to be the leader of the sect, you must use your own strength to get it."

Looking at his back that decided to leave, Ni Mantian suddenly felt angry but didn't know where to vent his anger.

"Are you angry?" At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a brown robe, with a simple and majestic face and a black beard appeared behind him and said with a smile.

Ni Mantian suddenly turned around and said in surprise: "Dad!!!"

Ni Qianzhang waved and said with a smile: "Follow me, dad has a magic weapon to teach you..."

the other side.

Yin Shangpiao, one of the top three, secretly flew out of Changliu Fairy Mountain under the cover of night, and met a Seven Kills Demon Cultivator wearing a black battle suit and a silver mask on his face in an inn.

"Elder Jin, I have already qualified for the top three. Please continue to help me win." In the room, Yin Shangpiao knelt on one knee in front of him and solemnly promised: "I promise that after I become the first disciple of the sect, I will definitely obey my orders.”

Elder Jin burst out with creepy smiles, then raised a needle bag and threw it on the table: "There are three poisonous needles in it. As long as one of them can sting the enemy, his magic power will be temporarily suppressed." remove."

Yin Shangpiao's eyes changed slightly and said: "Elder, this method is not suitable for use in a competition to compete for the leader, right?"

Elder Jin shouted softly: "Idiot, can you use your brain? You don't need to use it yourself, but you can give the needle to Ni Mantian and trick Ni Mantian to use it against Shuofeng. Ni Mantian is used to being arrogant and has a low IQ. As long as you If you can get her to accept these three silver needles, half the battle will be won."

Yin Shangpiao hesitated and said, "But what if she uses this weapon against me?"

"You are really not thinking." Elder Jin said: "If he uses this weapon against you, you can say that she is invincible. What qualifications does a person who uses such despicable means to fight for the position of leader have the qualifications to become a permanent resident?" The head disciple?"

Yin Shangpiao was overjoyed and said, "I understand, thank you very much, Elder Jin."

"Bang." Elder Jin was about to speak when the door to the guest room was suddenly kicked open.

The two people inside the door were shocked and hurriedly followed the sound, only to see a man and a woman standing side by side outside the door, both of them looking amazing.

"Bai Zi Hua, Xia Zixun."

Elder Jin felt so heavy that he didn't even have the courage to fight, so he ran towards the window sill as fast as he could.

Qin Yao raised his hand, and light symbols appeared from the wall, turning the entire room into a golden net.

Elder Jin smashed the wooden window with a bang, but failed to break through the big net and was even bounced back.

"Master, I was wrong, the disciple was wrong." Yin Shangpiao took stock of the situation, slipped and knelt down in front of Bai Zipi, crying bitterly: "It was that Jin who forced me. I didn't want to do this."

"puff."

Qin Yao raised his hand and pierced his neck with a sword. The evil energy on the sword shattered his soul together: "You have more nonsense than hardships."

Bai Zihua: "..."

Seeing Yin Shangpiao's tragic death on the spot, Elder Jin also gave up the idea of ​​begging for mercy, summoned a scimitar, and rushed towards Qin Yao.

Bai Zihua released a stream of sword energy with a snap of his fingers. The transparent sword energy instantly traveled through the void and hit Elder Jin between his eyebrows.

As a small red dot appeared between his eyebrows, he suddenly rushed forward and fell in front of the two of them.

Qin Yao looked at Elder Jin and then at Bai Zihua, deeply impressed by the other's strength.

As expected of the Changliu Immortal Lord who could compete with or even slightly outperform Sha Qianmo. A strong man at the level of the Immortal Realm would kill at will, and he would kill with one strike, which was so terrifying.

"Go back." Bai Zihua killed an immortal just like squeezing an ant to death. There was no wave on his face, and he said to Qin Yao extremely calmly and even indifferently.

Qin Yao also understood why Xia Zixun fell in love with Bai Zihua. For a sentimental woman who has seen this kind of scene too many times, she will definitely succumb to the strong charm of the other party.

Early next morning.

Shushan disciples, Changliu disciples, and representatives of other sects invited by Changliu to witness gathered in front of the main hall to watch the last decisive battle.

"Yin Shangpiao, where is Yin Shangpiao?"

In front of the main hall, Luo Shiyi, who was presiding over the decisive battle, asked loudly: "Does anyone know where Yin Shangpiao went?"

"No need to look for him."

Among the four, Qin Yao said calmly: "Yin Shangpiao colluded with the Seven Killers Faction and had evil intentions. He has been killed by Sect Bai. The leader of the Immortal Sword Conference should be born between Ni Mantian and Shuofeng."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was an uproar. (End of chapter)