Chapter 27: In my opinion, there is no right or wrong, everyone fights to the death
When Lin Bei woke up, he was lying in a bedroom.

"Are you awake? Sister Qing has instructed that if you wake up, I will take you to the Martial God Altar."

A little girl sat beside the bed, blinking at Lin Bei.

"I am..."

Lin Bei still felt a little dizzy.

After I sat up, I felt pain all over my body.

"I heard that you rushed up the 700th step of Wuliang Mountain in one breath yesterday, is that true?" said the little girl, blinking her big eyes.

"Yesterday?" Lin Bei was surprised.

I didn't expect that I had slept for a whole day.

"Should... should be, I don't quite remember!"

Lin Bei touched his head and got off the bed.

The little yellow dog lay at the end of the bed, motionless, just wagging its tail.

"Little Yellow Boy, how many floors did you climb yesterday?"

Wang!
The little yellow dog barked.

The girl said: "The puppy is also very good. It climbed to more than 20 floors yesterday!"

Seeing that Lin Bei had already gotten out of bed, the little girl stood up and walked out the door, "Let's go, Sister Qing is still waiting!"

The two walked out of the house, turned around a few times in the college, and soon entered another courtyard.

There is a big square here.

In the center of the square, there is an altar that looks like a ring.

"This is the headquarters of the Martial God Altar, come over there!" the little girl pointed at the altar in the center.

"Aren't you going?" Lin Bei asked.

"Hehe, I'm not from the Martial God Arena, bye!"

The little girl skipped away.

The pigtails also danced along, sometimes to the left, sometimes to the right...

Lin Bei walked to the altar and saw Qing Rumeng sitting in the middle.

There were seven or eight men and women sitting next to her.

"Long Chen, this is your junior brother Bai Mu, please introduce him to everyone!" Qing Rumeng said lightly.

Lin Bei's heart moved.

Has this already been accepted by me?

A burly man stood up and said, "Hello, Junior Brother Baimu, I am Senior Brother Long Chen. Now let me introduce everyone to you..."

Every time Long Chen said a name, someone nodded at Lin Bei.

"Okay, everyone welcome Junior Brother!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
After the applause, Qing Rumeng said: "Bai Mu, you are the ninth disciple of my Martial God Altar. I have no other rules in the Martial God Altar. The only one is - unity!"

Qing Rumeng's expression was serious. "Since you have entered the Martial God Arena, you are one of our family from now on. In my eyes, there is no right or wrong, only family. If outsiders dare to bully any of us, we will fight to the death. Can you do it?"

"Yes!" Lin Bei said, patting his chest.

This is perfect for him.

"Okay!" Qing Rumeng nodded, "I hope you can do what you say. If you can't, I will make you pay the price!"

"I promise I won't!" Lin Bei said with a stubborn expression.

"Okay, everyone else, practice on your own. Baimu, you go climb the mountain. When you reach the top, you can practice with everyone else!"

Qing Rumeng left after she finished speaking.

All the senior brothers and sisters gathered around.

"Little Junior Brother is so cute, come, let me pinch you..."

"Sixth Junior Sister, where are you pinching? Stop touching me, okay?"

"Oh, I'm just curious...why is she so cute?"

Lin Bei: "..."

Half a month later.

Lin Bei stepped onto the thousand steps for the first time.

The little yellow dog is also striving towards the 100th step, and now the gap is not that big.

"call!"

Lin Bei sat on the steps, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

During this half month, he did nothing. He climbed the mountain as soon as he woke up, and fell asleep when he was tired.

On the top of the mountain, the old man sweeping the floor was still sweeping the floor silently.

Standing next to him was Qing Rumeng. "Emily, what do you think of this boy?"

"Not bad. How could the person that the Qingtan Master likes be bad?"

Qing Rumeng smiled and said, "Then do you think he can practice that?"

The old man sweeping the floor was startled.

He stopped what he was doing and looked up at Qing Rumeng.

"You...are willing to do that?"

Qing Rumeng smiled slightly, with a hint of bitterness in her smile.

"This is not a question of whether you are willing to give it up or not, this is a legacy!"

The old man sweeping the floor nodded slightly, "Your father, Mr. Qinglong, was so glorious in the past, but it's a pity..."

The old man noticed Qing Rumeng's low mood and quickly changed the subject: "It's time for his Azure Dragon Art to be passed down!"

"Okay!" Qing Rumeng said silently: "When he comes up, please ask Hai Lao to teach him!"

"Me?" The old man sweeping the floor was stunned.

Qing Rumeng stretched out his hand and threw out a jade slip.

"Emi, you've always wanted to see it, right? The Azure Dragon Technique is in there."

Hai Lao was stunned again, "Why are you willing to give it to me?"

Qing Rumeng smiled bitterly, "I have practiced for ten years, but still failed to break through the first level, which means that I am not destined to master the Azure Dragon Art. Since I can't practice it, then you, Hai Lao, certainly can't practice it either..."

The old man sweeping the floor: "..."

Qing Rumeng showed a rare mischievous smile on her face, "In that case, I might as well give it to you. It will be my repayment for your kindness in teaching me the technique."

“Haha!” The old man sweeping the floor laughed, his face full of kindness, “You… you… I really can’t do anything about you, girl!”

He accepted the jade slip.

"Since you believe in me, I have nothing more to say. I can only promise you one thing: I will not practice the Azure Dragon Art, nor will I pass it on to others. No one else can take it except this kid!"

Qing Rumeng regained her cold expression, "Thank you very much, Mr. Hai!"

call out!
Qing Rumeng's figure flashed and she flew into the air, flying down the mountain from the steep cliff on the other side.

The old man smiled slightly.

"This girl's cultivation has improved again. There are no more than three people who can fly in Wuliang Mountain in a thousand years!"

Due to the special gravity of Wuliang Mountain, even if the emperor came, it would be difficult for him to walk on flat ground without using his magical powers to change the rules.

Not to mention flying.

Only those who practice here all year round can test the changes in gravity here.

Take it step by step, it's not difficult.

It's rare to rush forward.

It can still maintain normal flight under the ever-changing gravity conditions.

The difficulty can be imagined!

……

Shadowlands, Undercity.

A thin man with fair skin but a rosy glow was slowly walking into the city.

He wore a simple white cloth jacket on his upper body and white pants on his lower body, and walked barefoot on the ground.

There were two red ropes with jingling bells tied to them hanging on the bare ankles.

She has short hair, no beard, and wears bright lipstick.

The whole outfit makes people feel that this is a big boss...

In the Undercity, on the busiest street, there is a three-story shop.

There is a sign hanging at the door - Xianbao Pavilion!

Rumor has it that Xianbao Pavilion sells everything, buys everything, and is omnipotent.

"Dear guest, please come in!"

At the waiter's invitation, the thin man walked in.

"Looking for your shopkeeper Tong!"

The waiter looked the visitor up and down and said respectfully, "Please come this way!"

Under his guidance, the thin man went up to the second floor and came to the VIP area.

"Are you Mr. Yan?"

A woman in luxurious clothes came over.

Yan Shaojun is dressed like this right now, so even if Lin Bei came, he might not be able to recognize him.

(End of this chapter)