1447: C1447 Slaying Emotions and Comprehending the Dao

C1447 Slaying Emotions and Comprehending the Dao

His four disciples looked at each other in dismay. One of them gritted his teeth and said, "Master, the power of the Haotian Emperor has been dominated. Naturally, we won't force you. We came here for the matters of the Ruins. "

Ouyang Jing couldn't even beat the seven spirits of Haotian, and now there was a Thunder God who was comparable to Ouyang Jing. How could they push their master into a fire pit!

This was because their status today was entirely reliant on Ouyang Jing. Without Ouyang Jing's protection, they were actually nothing.

"What does the Holy Ruins have to do with me?"

Ouyang Qing suddenly opened his eyes and coldly said.

After the battle with the seven gods, he had gained a hint of understanding. Now that he was at the semi-sage level, if he took another step forward, he would become a saint.

If he could become a saint, what would the Haotian Emperor have to fear?

At that time, the number one person in the universe was still him!

However, he didn't know that there were already three semi-saints under Xu Haotian's command.

Those who had been stepped on by Xu Haotian would be left far behind. They would never catch up to him.

"Master, the Holy Ruins are recruiting geniuses, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. If we fall behind, we won't be able to protect the number one power in the universe."

Another disciple said anxiously.

Although they had already established their reputations in the universe, they weren't considered a first-rate power in the universe. But Ouyang Qing was different. Alone, he was an unsurpassable top-level power.

Thus, since Ouyang Jing had the qualifications to be recommended, they naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity.

Hearing this, Ouyang Jing's eyes turned cold. These disciples only knew that their profits had caused him to feel some sadness in his heart.

In the past, the disciples he had taken in only depended on his talent, but now, these disciples that he was incomparably proud of had wasted their cultivation in order to compete for fame and fortune, and had instead become inferior.

He would often ask himself, why did he take these guys as his disciples?

However, these disciples had all been raised by him since he was young, and he still could not harden his heart to be like his own son.

In the eyes of the people, Ouyang Jing was incomparably cold, indifferent, arrogant, and invincible.

But he didn't know that the more this happened, the more Ouyang Jing cared about family love.

But in order to become a saint, he had to sever his family love and force himself to become lonely again.

"Alright, you decide on your own. Each of you, choose one of your own!"

Ouyang Qing looked at them with a complex expression as he said in a somewhat lonely manner.

The four of them were overjoyed and thanked him.

"However, from now on, I will expel you all from my sect. From now on, you all will no longer be my disciples."

Ouyang Qing said. The four of them suddenly looked up at Ouyang Jing with fear in their eyes.

"Master, what's wrong?"

"What have we done to make you expel us?"

"Master, you have to think twice!"

"Master, the Holy Ruins are the supreme existences in this world. We can't afford to offend them, can we?"

The four disciples were already panicking. They thought that it was because the Holy Ruins had angered Ouyang Jing.0

What they didn't know was that their greed over a long period of time had caused Ouyang Jing to grow tired of them, causing them to break up.

"Hurry up and get lost!"

Ouyang Qing waved his sleeves, and a strong wind blew past, directly shattering the four soul images.

The dark continent finally quieted down.

It was incomparably quiet, bleak, and eternal silence.

"My entire life has been for the sword. My heart is like still water!"

Ouyang Qing slowly closed his eyes. When he cut off the family relationship, his heart seemed to have ascended to a higher level. He had suddenly found something!

A trace of clarity slowly grew in his heart!

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