Fantasy script: Am I the only villain?

"Li Si, have you ever heard of the Heaven Opening Sword Technique?" Hearing

the young master's inquiry, Li Si pondered for a moment before replying

, "I remember,

it should be the famous sword technique of the seventy-third generation patriarch. "

When the seventy-three ancestors were alive, one sword swept away the world's talents, which can be said to be

the first in the world in that era!" "And the sword technique of opening the sky is also known as the first sword in the world, a sword can open the world, reclaim the sea and move the stars!"

"It's a pity that the seventy-three ancestors were fierce and fierce when they were young, and they were secretly injured, so they could only stop in the feather realm and end up depressed..."

After Gu Li listened, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly:

"It turns out that there have been such sword immortals in

our sect!"

"That's not it, our sect has even had the power to ascend to the immortal realm, it's a pity... Young master, what are you going to do?"

"Ah, I'll go to admire the spirit cards of my predecessors, so you don't have to follow me!" Looking

at Gu Li's back trotting all the way, Li Si lowered his head and muttered in his mouth:

"Isn't it just a row of bad brands, a bunch of everlasting lamps and a few half-dead remnant souls, what's there to see..."

......

Come to the ancestral hall.

What caught Gu Li's eyes was the wall full of spirit cards.

Pieces of spiritual plaques were placed on the high platform in an orderly manner for the disciples to pay their respects.

In the ancestral hall, there are only a few scattered miscellaneous disciples who are cleaning.

And those handymen were also careless and listless, which made the ancestral hall extremely cold.

After all, in the eyes of many people, worshipping the ancestor does not bring any substantial benefits.

It's better to kneel and lick some powerful monks.

Gu Li pulled over a futon, ignoring the puzzled gazes of the miscellaneous servants, and knelt down in front of the tablet of the seventy-three ancestors, and said loudly:

"Unworthy descendant Gu Li, please give the law to the seventy-third ancestor!"

After speaking, he didn't forget to slam the floor a few times with his head, shaking countless ashes to the ground.

Seeing his sincere expression, the miscellaneous disciples around him couldn't help but bow their heads and snicker.

Isn't this wasted young master, isn't it because he has read too much in his book

? Why don't you practice well and ask your ancestor to give you the Fa?

What kind of serious illness

does your head have! If there was any chance in the ancestral hall, it would have been searched by the miscellaneous servants

who voted one after another!

How could it be your turn to take care of it?

Looking at their secretly sarcastic eyes, Gu Li hooked the corners of his mouth and revealed a disdainful smile.

Mortals, how can they understand the world that is hanging on the wall

? When the seventy-three ancestors appear to teach the Fa, this group of people must not be shocked to drop their jaws?

At the thought of the famous scene of pretending to be slapped in the face, everyone was shocked.

Gu Li lowered his head again, and couldn't help but let out a strange smile.

To his surprise, the spirit card on the high platform did not move for a long time.

It seems that there is nothing strange about this piece of spirit card, it is just an ornament.

Gu Li, who didn't believe in evil, slammed the floor a few times with deep affection.

Even his forehead was visibly swollen with a large bag.

But in the ancestral hall, there is still no vision.

And Gu Li's face became darker and darker.

Until the handymen closed the door with a smile, and the sound of wild laughter came to his ears from outside the door.

He gritted his teeth and said respectfully:

"Disciple Gu Li, he is the contemporary young master of the Taiping Sect, his qualifications are acceptable, and he has the spirit of the Heavenly Dao, so he can build a flawless Dao foundation..."

On the high platform, there was an old sigh.

A soul body like a broken candle in the wind slowly floated out from the everlasting lamp in front of the seventy-three ancestral spirit tablets, and said helplessly:

"Little baby, your qualifications are too poor, go back."

"At the very least, you must have talents such as innate sword bones and sword hearts, so that you can learn my sword..."

Gu Li was silent again.

The same was true of the previous Kongyu, and so are the current seventy-three ancestors...

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, Gu Li jumped up, picked up the everlasting lamp in front of the spirit card, held it in his hand, and sneered:

"Master Zu, I heard my father say that your remnant soul is living in these everlasting lights,

right?"

Seeing this scene, the seventy-three ancestors were stunned, and then asked suspiciously:

"... What do you want to do?"

the next moment, in his incredulous gaze....

Gu Li raised the lantern high, made a gesture to fall, and shouted:

"If you don't teach me a few tricks today, I'll kill you!"

Isn't he really a great injustice? His

deafening roar made the seventy-three ancestors slowly open their mouths in an instant, and their faces were full of shock.

He

stabilized his mind before he cautiously spoke:

"Good disciple grandson, you should calm down first, it is true that my soul power can only be passed on once, and it will be wasted if you give it to you, after all, this sword technique can only exert its full power in the hands of peerless Tianjiao..."

"Don't talk about these things, you don't teach them, do you?"

Gu Li smiled weirdly and locked the door of the ancestral hall with a snap.

Seeing the ancestral hall that was suddenly isolated from the world, the hearts of the seventy-three ancestors swelled with a slight sense of foreboding.

But soon, he found that he still thought of Gu Li too purely!

I saw Gu Li pick up an ever-bright lamp and hold it in his hand, throw it and pick it up.

The next moment, a deafening roar also came out from the lantern that came later:

"Little rabbit cub! The matter between you and Seventy-three is the matter of the old man!" "

If he doesn't teach me to open the sky sword duel today, don't think about it!"

Gu Li roared frantically, and grabbed a few more lanterns with remnant souls from the stage, and the movements in his hands took a few points.

See this scene.

The patriarchs were completely panicked, and they all scolded:

"Seventy-three! Quickly hand over your Heaven Opening Sword Technique!"

"What is there to hide here?" Isn't it just

a sword technique!"

"Good apprentice, I also have a sword technique here, why don't you put me down first?"

"Seventy-three! The old man can't be a ghost... Ahh

Although he is just a wisp of remnant soul now, but...

It's better to die than to live

! Every time a disciple enters the ancestral hall with a sword, he can still flirt with the sword spirit sister

! Isn't this fragrant

! Thinking of this, he hurriedly relented and begged for mercy, and said eagerly:

"Stop! I'll teach!

!" Hearing

this, all the patriarchs breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when they thought it was going to be over...

Gu Li had a weird smile on his face, and said playfully:

"The rest of the ancestors, don't you express it

?"