The boy from the Southern Dynasty looked at the stone tablet and his eyes were gradually fascinated, but the moment the sound sounded, his slightly tender eyebrows and eyes suddenly felt evil.

His perception approached the man, and then slowly turned around.

However, his perception was nothing.

He had already heard the voice of this man and knew the direction of that man, but the man seemed to be not a real thing as if he did not exist in this world.

It was just what his eyes saw, reminding him that this man was extremely real and dangerous.

Looking at the black shirt on the man in black and the flowers covered with bamboo hat on his head, the boy in the Southern Dynasty suddenly sank.

His slightly red lips tightly pursed, instantly turning into a thread, losing his blood color.

He thought of a legendary practitioner who would never appear here, especially the Northern Wei Dynasty practitioner who spoke to him in this tone.

"You guess who I am?"

The middle-aged man in black shirt smiled slightly. His voice was very gentle and magnetic. However, even with a smile, the corners of his lips were as sharp as rocks.

For some reason, even this boy from the Southern Dynasty wanted to see his entire face.

This boy from the Southern Dynasty felt that this middle-aged man in black shirt must be very attractive regardless of his facial features.

"Are you the legendary Demon Sect of the Northern Wei Dynasty?" He looked at the middle-aged man in black and said slowly.

“How to be sure?”

The middle-aged man in black shirt smiled slightly again.

The boy from the Southern Dynasty frowned.

How to be sure?

There are many conditions that can be determined. For example, the true essence technique practiced by the master of the Demon Sect in legend is extremely unique, and it can even make the practitioner's perception empty. For example, the master of the Demon Sect in legend never sees people with his true face, and likes to wear black cloth clothes full of flowers... It seems that what he intuition determines instantly is the temperament of the practitioner itself.

This practitioner has a magical demonic nature, which naturally makes him feel that if this person is not the legendary Demon Sect master, there will be no one else who is the Demon Sect.

"Because of intuition," he said for a moment.

"Wang Pingyang, you are worthy of being the best student in the South Heaven Academy." The middle-aged man in black nodded, as if he was accused, and said at the same time.

Wang Pingyang raised his head and looked at the other party. Naturally, he would not ask the other party how to know that he was Wang Pingyang's childish question, but instead asked directly, "What do you want to do?"

"The world of adults is too utilitarian. Is it the same for young people?"

The Demon Sect smiled and said to himself: "Li Moxiao from the third year of Tianjian, Ni Yunshan from the fourth year of Tianjian, and Wang Pingyang from the fifth year of Tianjian...Are you not curious why I said you are the best student in the South Heaven Academy?"

"I just think that a person like you appears in front of me is certainly not as simple as wanting to kill me." Wang Pingyang calmed down a little, and his lips were a little bloody. "Your subordinates are mostly powerful people in the world."

“The two are actually the same problem.”

The Demon Sect curled his smile, and when he became serious, he had a more stern aura, "I want to choose someone, or kill someone, but this person must be the best young man I think."

Wang Pingyang was silent.

Since the arrival of the Demon Sect, even his eagle did not dare to move at all. At this time, the air on this hillside seemed to be imprisoned, extremely silent.

"You can listen to my judgment first."

The Demon Sect was not in a hurry to walk in Meishan before, and now he was still not in a hurry to talk to Wang Pingyang. He looked at the boy in the Southern Dynasty who vaguely guessed something and said, "In my opinion, Ni Yunshan is not inferior to you, but she is a woman after all. According to all the practitioners of all dynasties, women often suffer more losses than men in their practice, not because of the idea of ​​superiority and inferiority of men, but because one day after they fall in love, they are often more energetic than male cultivators and lose their rational judgments."

"Or it can be said that men are often more likely to be indifferent than women." The Demon Sect showed a faint mockery look on the corner of his mouth, and then said: "As for Li Moxiao, he is too proud and always likes to waste time on some methods that are not used much. As for martial arts, it is something that becomes the public after cultivating the divine consciousness. There is no reason to be proud of this."

Wang Pingyang was not surprised when he heard these words. He took a deep breath and said, "But until now, I still don't understand what you mean."

The Demon Sect smiled slightly again.

Suddenly a wind broke out between him and Wang Pingyang.

Wang Pingyang understood that the other party seemed to be trying, but he didn't even have time to do anything. Even the true energy in his body had just subconsciously flowed violently, and was directly suppressed by a powerful force.

The green bamboo stick hit his forehead and gently tapped on his forehead.

A powerful stream of true energy directly forced the true energy that was confronting him in his body, and then rushed into his meridians like a rushing river.

At this moment, Wang Pingyang felt that he was extremely close to death.

He felt his body burst out in the next moment.

However, it was not what made him tremble all over. The powerful true energy impacted in his body, but it merged with the true energy in his body. Some meridians and orifices even grew stronger in the fusion of this true energy.

His breathing had paused.

He looked at the retracted green bamboo stick, and looked at the Demon Sect that was still standing there, as if he was looking at the real god and demon.

His cultivation is improving.

This is completely inconsistent with the principles of the world of practice.

Anyone's true energy is a natal object that integrates the unique vitality in his body. Only the true energy and true energy can be mutually repelled and cannot be integrated.

"The dynasty has north and south, but there is no north and south." The Demon Sect said calmly: "In the past thousand years, the north and south dynasties have changed for many generations. If you were born in the Southern Dynasties, you would be loyal to the Southern Dynasties and die with the demise of the Southern Dynasties. It would be extremely stupid."

"I want to accept you as a disciple. If you get my skills, you will understand how different the skills I have learned over the years are from the mediocre methods in the world, and you will understand why I said that the Southern Dynasties will eventually perish."

He slowly raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the black bamboo hat he was wearing and fell towards the stone tablet not far behind Wang Pingyang.

An invisible power was pulled by his thought power, and stone powder fell on the stone tablet and new handwriting appeared.

Wang Pingyang's body was extremely stiff. He was sure that the other party would be killed if he had just thought. He was sure that the legendary Demon Sect was enough to stand with the Three Saints of the South Heaven back then.

"goodbye."

But the other party just continued to say this to him, nodded, and then slowly left.
Chapter completed!