My Brothers Are Geniuses While I’m The Useless One

Although he is cold and ruthless by nature, in order to conceal Zuo Yanlin's identity, he was allowed to sneak into the Changfeng Sect and slaughter an entire village of people without mercy, leaving no one alive, including men, women, old and young, but Zuo Yanlin is his biological child after all. Flesh and flesh, the only flesh and blood.

At the beginning, I thought that his qualifications were not very good and he would never achieve much if he stayed in the Broken Moon Sect, and he would never be able to take over the position of his own sect leader. Therefore, he found another way to sneak into the Changfeng Sect, thinking that Fa Zi has made great achievements so that he can take over his position in the future.

Although since then, it has been difficult for the father and son to get together again, and the occasional encounter is always an enemy and an enemy, but all his hopes are actually pinned on this son. Looking at Zuo Yanlin's cold corpse and his eyes that stared into death, his heart felt like a knife piercing his heart. He could only wish to tear out Gu Fenghua's bones and cramps, and cut his body into pieces.

But...the overall situation, the overall situation! As the sect leader, he must put the overall situation first.

Even though he is the leader of a sect, promotion to the Holy Sect has been the dream of several generations of Broken Moon Sect. Several sect leaders, elders, and countless sect seniors have devoted their whole lives to this goal. How could he ruin it all because of his own personal grudge?

"Lord Sect Master, when our Duan Yue Sect is promoted to the Holy Sect, we won't worry about revenge, but now, please think twice." Although Zuo Hongan was so angry that his whole body was shaking, Hong Yuanan and others did not give in at all. Chang knelt on the ground and said firmly.

"Everyone, get up. Let her survive for a few days as you said." Although his heart was full of hatred and unwillingness, Zuo Hongan finally chose to compromise in the face of everyone's unanimous opposition.

After saying this, he walked out without looking back.

"Sect Master is wise!" Hong Yuan'an and others finally felt relieved and shouted loudly.

Zuo Hongan, on the other hand, acted as if he hadn't heard anything. His face was livid, his eyes were burning with anger, and his clenched fists were filled with red blood.

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In the early morning, a faint mist floated in the mountains. Disciples from various major sects gathered outside the entrance of Qingqiu Gorge. A rough count showed that there were nearly ten thousand people. Nearly ten thousand people gathered together, but it was completely silent and unusually quiet.

An old figure stood on the cliff on one side of the canyon, looking down at all the living beings below. The sunlight was falling, and after being refracted by the mist, he showed colorful haloes around his body, giving him a feeling of being ethereal and like a fairy.

Although the cliff was as high as ten thousand meters, everyone below could still feel the awe-inspiring force on his body. There is no doubt that this old man is Mo Qingqiu, one of the six great envoys under the Holy Monarch Xuanji, Mo Qingqiu, and one of the most powerful men in Wuji Holy Heaven.

Looking at that transcendent figure, everyone below showed reverence and fascination.

"Qingqiu Gorge is the place where I practiced cultivation, and it is also the place where I was promoted to Emperor Saint.

Since ancient times, except for my personal disciples, no outsiders have ever entered for trials. Today I have opened the ban and given you this opportunity. I hope you will cherish this opportunity and don't let me down. "Finally, Lord Qingqiu spoke, his voice a little low, but full of expectation.

"Thank you so much, sir, for making this happen. I will definitely go all out!" Below, all the disciples of the sect who were preparing to take part in the trial shouted excitedly.

"Of course it is best to go all out, but since it is a trial, there are inevitably some risks. If you are unable to do so, stop in time and don't waste your life." Qingqiu Jun envoy nodded happily, reminded him again, and then said: Mudra.

The light and shadow at the entrance of the canyon change, the restrictions are slowly opened, and a vast and ancient atmosphere is quietly welcomed.

"Go." Finally, the restriction was completely opened, Qingqiu Junshi retracted his hand and looked down and said.

It seemed that he was just looking down casually, but everyone felt like they were being looked directly at by him. That gaze seemed to be able to see through everything about a person, even looking directly into the heart.

What a powerful divine thought! Gu Fenghua was secretly shocked. As both envoys, Mo Qingqiu's strength may not be higher than that of Duan Qingyun and Changsun Luocang, but his spiritual thoughts are obviously far stronger than them.

Beside him, Ye Yunji raised his eyebrows slightly, and his expression became serious.