[MTL] My Father Is The Villain Who Destroys The World

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A few more days passed in the ordinary life of the human cub in Yunzhou City.

     This night was very dark, the color of ink was so thick that it could not be melted, and the rain in the sky was as thin as a cow's hair. The entire Yunzhou City was shrouded in wind and rain, and there was a faint feeling that the mountain rain was about to come and the wind filled the building. During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road want to die.

     The ancestors of the four major families have been in Yunzhou City for generations, and they have forgotten countless ancestors. They have prepared sacrificial objects on the eve of the festival, and waited for the time to come to visit the grave. However, they found that many young disciples in the village disappeared overnight. If one or two are dudes by nature and don't like to practice, they can be said to be fooling around without a trace, but if seven or eight are missing, something will happen.

     You said, is it possible to form a group to fool around!

     Hearing such words, the old man of the Lu family wanted to strangle the nonsense to death. These young rookie disciples are their secret weapons and family foundations. They are good seedlings who want to join the various sects headed by Gui Yuanzong and hit the Tianjiao list. Their character is obvious to all!

     They were usually not willing to eat the spirit beast eggs that swept across Yunzhou City, and only fed them to the young disciples. Slandering these young disciples was tantamount to spreading rumors that the older generation messed around because they were disrespectful.

     Secondly, for a cultivator, it is extremely important to have Yang Yuan solidify the foundation and concentrate the mind. How could these young disciples fool around! It was also specially chosen before Qingming, a day to worship the ancestors!

     On the other side, in Guiyuanzong, a disciple who was wiping the soul lamp was closing his eyes and recuperating, but suddenly he was startled by the jumping flames, his mood was tumbling and his heart was jumping with fear.

     "Not good! Master!"

     The disciple ran out in a panic.

     "The soul lamps of the disciples who descended the mountain are fluttering in the wind and rain! There are Yin Buyu, Zheng Yiming and several other seniors!"

     The soul lamp is the soul of a disciple. Death is like a lamp being extinguished. Once the soul lamp is extinguished, it means the disciple is going to die, and flickering is also an ominous omen.

     The people on the mountain received the news one step ahead, and the people down the mountain took a step back. Jing Gan has been retreating and planning the Xianyuan Conference for the past few days, and he is too busy to touch the ground.

     After everything was ready, he sent a jade slip message to the elder brother, complaining: "Senior brother! The old seniors of the Qu family told me that their disciples are extremely talented, but unfortunately they are only twelve years old. They were selected by Yuanzong for ten years. Once, they couldn't afford to wait, and hoped to lower the age of Wen Xianyuan to twelve. Miss Yu's family will turn sixteen in August this year, and the Yu family also hopes to relax the age. Plead for me, tell me, why don't they relax the age to three years old!?"

     Half a day passed without any reply.

     Jing Gan thought and thought, and switched a spirit energy, "Junior Brother Yin Buyu, Senior Brother He Lanxu, have you sold out your pills and monsters? Come and help me, I'm almost exhausted."

     He is just a weak and pitiful talisman disciple, why should he bear such a heavy responsibility.

     Another half day passed, still no reply.