Martial Boss Chapter 955

Snowflakes drifted and fell on Xuan Goblet’s haggard face.

After the battle that sealed the future of the True Martial Sect, Xuan Goblet was better at first, at least he had a human face, but later on, he became more and more degenerate and unkempt, until he couldn’t even leave his recliner, and relied on a chair every day.

If it wasn’t for the fact that he was a martial artist of the True Dan realm, with an amazing physique, his bones would have collapsed long ago.

“Senior brother, now that the True Martial Sect is about to usher in a period of rising development, if you can contribute, you can also have an extra share, think clearly, you are not for the Sect Leader, but for the True Martial Sect.”

Xuan Feng was trying to persuade as hard as he could, but no, you can’t wake a person who is pretending to be asleep.

Although Xuan Goblet was still awake and heard, he did not want to listen and was not far from admitting his confusion about the past.

He never forgot his past hatred day and night, and thought of ways to avenge Xuanfa, but in the end he knew that the so-called revenge was just a joke, how can one take revenge when one is still alive.

What made Xuan Goblet dejected was not because Qing Yu had killed Xuan Fa, but because of Xuan Fa’s fake death, and the true face that was revealed.

“Senior Uncle Xuanfeng.”

The sudden voice made Xuan Feng stop what he was just about to say and salute the imaginary figure that appeared in front of him, “Sect Leader.”

The person who suddenly appeared, or rather the phantom, was none other than Qing Yu. But this phantom was not manifested by a spell formation, but was born out of thin air, a Yuan Shen projection.

Although Wan Fa Peak and Su Nui Peak were in the same place, the distance between them was at least two miles, and for Qing Yu to be able to appear across such a long distance with his spirit projection, his strength and realm were beyond Xuan Feng’s comprehension.

Suppressing the shock in his heart, Xuan Feng, the senior uncle, showed great respect for Qing Yu and asked, “May I ask what the Master’s instructions are?”

“Senior uncle is a bit too polite, you and I are uncle and nephew, and we are as close as a family within the True Martial Sect, so there is no need to be so concerned about the so-called etiquette.”

Qing Yu smiled lightly and said, “I would like to ask you to send an invitation to Zhang Tian Shi of Long Hu Mountain.

“Send a letter of respect to Zhang Tian Shi ——” Xuan Feng seemed to have smelled something.

The relationship between the True Martial Sect and Mount Longhu was not very good, especially after Qing Yu had stepped on Mount Longhu’s Shao Tian Zhang Yuanchu to establish his authority at the succession ceremony.

With this invitation to Zhang Tianshu, Xuanfeng didn’t need to think about it to know that it wasn’t some kind of friendship between fellow practitioners. The first time, Xuanfeng felt that it was Qing Yu who wanted to make a move against Mount Longhu.

Secretly gritting his teeth, Xuan Feng decided that he had to remind the Sect Master of the power of Zhang Tian Shi.

“Sect Leader, the strength of Zhang Tian Shi of Mount Longhu is the top in the world, and he knows the secret art of the Daoist Ancestor himself, One Breath Transforming Three Purities, which can transport the strength of four people at the same time in a short period of time, which is really terrifying, so please think twice, Sect Leader.” Xuanfeng bowed his head and said.

Although he had guessed at Qing Yu’s strength and thought that he had already broken through to the realm of the supreme power, Xuan Feng still did not think highly of Qing Yu compared to Tian Shi Zhang.

“It’s just a little discussion with Heavenly Master Zhang, don’t think too much about it.” Qing Yu shook his head and said.

At these words, Xuan Feng’s face was truly bitter to the point of dripping juice. Well, it was true that there was no need to think too much, because it was already confirmed that they were going to do it.

Who didn’t know that the Daoist Discourse was all about who had the biggest fist, and that the successive Discourse of the Way and Seeking Truth Conferences were events where status was declared by fists. It had only been two or three years since the last Daoist Discourse, and Xuan Feng would not forget what the so-called Daoist Discourse was.

”It’s just that, even if I can’t fight, I should still be able to escape if I want to.”

The life force of a Supreme Being was several times more tenacious than that of a Tong Shen realm, so if he really wanted to escape, he would basically be able to do so. Xuan Feng would not think that Qing Yu was the kind of person who would fight to the death to save face, as long as it was really necessary, Qing Yu would be able to do anything.

“In that case, let me go ahead and deliver an invitation to Heavenly Master Zhang.” Xuan Feng barely managed to pull out a smile and said.

Although he wouldn’t necessarily have any life-threatening calamities on this trip, he would definitely suffer losses. It was common knowledge that the True Martial Sect and Mount Longhu had a poor relationship, and that Mount Longhu’s resentment towards the True Martial Sect far exceeded that of the True Martial Sect towards Mount Longhu.

The reason for this is still because of this Sect Leader.

The difficulties with Mount Longhu could be said to have been brought about by this Sect Leader, and it was at the cost of blood to Mount Longhu than to True Martial Sect, which had nothing to lose.

“Long Hu Mountain has not yet done anything to kill and maim fellow Taoists, but it has certainly been targeted a lot. But don’t worry, as long as you don’t die, even the most serious injuries will not be a problem for the poor dao, and afterwards, the poor dao will make Long Hu Mountain pay back a hundred times.” Qing Yu said.

‘I’d rather you didn’t let them pay back ——‘ Xuanfeng shook his head secretly.

Everything he did was for the sake of the True Martial Sect, and if it was because of him that the True Martial Sect and Mount Longhu had to fight a war, Xuanfeng was afraid that he would have to die. However, he also knew that he could not persuade Qing Yu, so he could only be careful when the time came so that he would not be too seriously injured.

The shadow of Qing Yu’s hand was tentative, and a stream of light shot out from the Su Maiden’s Peak, cutting through the air and hovering quietly in front of Xuanfeng.

The white jade-like texture showed a luxurious light, highlighting its extraordinary material. But what was unclear to Xuanfeng was that this invitation was like a white jade, flawless in its entirety, and could not be seen as an invitation at all.

However, from the abyss-like aura that permeated it, Xuan Feng understood that this so-called invitation was not simple.

An ordinary invitation would not have such a chic shape, nor would it contain such a terrifying aura.

It was said to be an invitation to worship, but it was actually more of a war invitation.

“I will definitely deliver this invitation of worship to Heavenly Master Zhang personally.” Xuan Feng said in a solemn voice.

“Poor Dao does believe in Master Uncle.”

Qing Yu waved his hand, and the virtual shadow seemed to be a living person, moving forward to Xuan Goblet’s side.

“Senior Uncle Xuan Goblet, however, is too disheveled.”

Xuan Goblet was indifferent and speechless, nor did he move. Qing Yu also did not care about him, and said to himself, “Senior uncle’s disciple, that senior brother Qing Hai, has been cultivating as hard as ever since senior uncle laid down. It is only because there is no uncle to watch over him and teach him the path, but the path is much harder to follow.

Last year, senior brother Qinghai was so impatient that he nearly went off the deep end and injured his meridians.

When he said this, Xuan Goblet’s eyes moved slightly, as if he had a reaction.

For Qinghai, Xuan Goblet naturally had feelings, and hearing Qing Yu’s words, a trace of guilt still arose in Xuan Goblet’s heart.

It was this trace of guilt that became the breakthrough.

The Yuan Shen moved slightly, and the invisible past years seeped into Xuan Goblet’s heart and soul, stirring up this trace of guilt completely and bringing his bitter heart to life.

Qing Yu has never been much of a researcher when it comes to talking, nor is he good at convincing people with his mouth. If Xuan Goblet could be persuaded by his mouth alone, he would have been persuaded by Xuan Feng long ago.

So, it was necessary to use some special means.

“Whether or not to stand up again, and let senior uncle decide for himself. Master Qinghai is your disciple, others will not care. If you don’t care, he’ll be ruined if he’s ruined.”

After saying this, Qing Yu’s Yuan Shen projection disappeared, leaving Xuan Goblet to ponder on his own.