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Four hundred and fiftieth chapters of the mantle of successor

The sky light passed through the darkness, and the morning sun slowly rose and reappeared over Qingzhou.

The light returned to the earth, and the dark clouds shrouded on the Tiangang Disha Sword Formation also retreated like a tide with the darkness.

"Huh? Fellow Taoists, look, no monsters condensed from the black gas in the glacier."

The monks who were fighting fiercely with monsters were now suddenly found that the monsters were no longer appearing as the sun rose. This made them stunned. They fought fiercely for a night, and they had just felt good. Unexpectedly, no monsters were seen now.

"Yes, why do you say it's gone? Is it because the sun comes out?"

As the last monster was destroyed, the Arctic glacier was no longer spitting out monsters, which also made the cultivators who had escaped from the mortal realm idle in an instant and began to discuss the mystery of the monster's disappearance.

"I think it is possible that these monsters carry extremely strong power of death and a dark aura, but our sun brings vitality to the earth, light, such monsters that coexist with darkness and death, fearing the light of the sun is also an explanation."

Sikong Hao and Haoyun Qizi also gathered among the many monks to chat, and at the same time began to analyze the reasons for the disappearance of the monsters. After a night of battle, they had already figured out the main energy contained in these monsters.

"Fellow Daoist Qingxuan, do you think they are right?"

After all the monks were idle, Tian Lie glanced around the glacier and saw that the black gas in the crack was indeed not gushing out. He also directly collected the huge thunder and lightning eye in the sky and approached Qing Xuan and asked.

"Well, what they said should be fine. Fellow Taoist Tianlie, do you have a different opinion?"

When Qingxuan heard Tianlie's inquiry, he reached out to recall He Guang, who was wandering around looking for monsters, glanced at the Arctic Glacier, which seemed extremely calm at the moment, and spoke.

"This is not, but I think if this monster has such weakness, it should not be difficult to deal with. Look, we have many magical powers that are just as powerful as the sun. If we use such magical powers to target these monsters, then they don't have much power to fight back?"

After thinking for a moment, Tian Lie said something he thought was wrong. It was obvious that the light of the sun had a suppressive effect on these monsters. Why were these monsters frozen in the end before the ancient times, instead of using the power of the sun to destroy them? You should know that there are many monsters in the demon clan who can transform into the sun, the most famous of which is the Golden Crow clan, known as the descendant of the sun.

"Fellow Taoist Tianlie, don't forget whether it's okay. What we are dealing with now is the weakest monsters. After those stronger monsters come out, you may not be afraid of the light of the sun. Don't think about these things that are gone. Look at what Fellow Taoist Xiao is going to say."

After hearing Tian Lie's words, Qing Xuan shook his head helplessly and said, then he saw Xiao Mingjun start to assign some things to the disciples of the Sword Sect, and then waved to the cultivators of other sects and the casual cultivators of Qingzhou, indicating that he had something to say.

"Friends of the Taoist, after a night of battle, I believe everyone has figured out the strength of these monsters. I just got the news that some elders in the sect speculated that monsters suitable for our mortal realm will be broken in three days at the earliest.

So, I think you all have three days off and hand over the battlefield here to the fellow Taoists in the Jindan stage who are now waiting in Jiancheng. You can also continue to watch their battle here and guide them by the way."

When he talked about this, Xiao Mingjun paused for a moment and glanced at the many monks with disappointed expressions. They also had the intention to fight, but these monsters are indeed more suitable for practicing for the monks in the Jindan stage, so he could only let them temporarily cool down the fighting spirit that had just risen.

"What Xiao Zhenchuan said is reasonable. Anyway, these monsters are too weak, so we can't raise any interest now. It's better to give them to fellow Taoists in the Jindan stage to increase their experience against the enemy."

"Well, anyway, depending on this situation, there will definitely be many monsters who will escape from the mortal realm in the future, so it's good for us to rest."

"Then I will stay here and give some fighting skills to fellow Taoists in the Golden Pill stage, and prevent accidents."

"I'll stay here too..."

As Xiao Mingjun finished speaking, many monks began to discuss it in a bustling manner. In front of many fellow practitioners with similar cultivation, these seniors who were in the eyes of the disciples of Qi training, foundation building, and Jindan were now like buying vegetables in the vegetable market, saying one by one.

"My fellow Taoists, Jingjing, since everyone wants to take care of fellow Taoists in the Jindan stage, there are some things I have to say ahead. First, when they are fighting, as long as they are not in danger of their lives, you are not allowed to intervene. Second, you are not allowed to steal their monsters. Third, you are not allowed to dig the corners of geniuses of other sects. Those who want to stay must agree to these."

Seeing that many monks wanted to stay, Xiao Mingjun thought for a while and knew what these people were planning. So he shouted expressionlessly and said the rules that needed to be followed for staying.

"Xiao Zhenchuan, first, second, we have no problem, third, I have a question, don't you know whether to ask?"

After Xiao Mingjun's three rules were issued, the monks started to discuss again. Finally, after discussing, an old monk with a look of eighty years old and gray haired head spoke to Xiao Mingjun.

"It's fellow Taoist Bai Xin. If you have any questions, just say it. But why do you want to dig out the corners of various sects?"

Xiao Mingjun glanced at the old monk in the Breeding Realm with white hair. It was obvious that he knew this person too, so he smiled slightly and joked at Bai Xin.

"Xiao Zhenchuan, I am so old, you still want to make fun of me. I don't dare to dig the disciples of the major sects. But now I will have to overcome the thunder tribulation in less than a few years. If I can't get over it, there will be no disciple inheritance in this robe and mantle. So I want to see if there are any suitable casual cultivators among the younger generations of Jindan this time, and see if I can find a successor to mantle."

Bai Xin was not angry at Xiao Mingjun's jokes, but instead smiled at him happily. Moreover, his target this time was not many disciples of the sect, but a casual cultivator who came to hunt monsters.

"Of course there is no problem. But fellow Taoist Bai Xin and fellow Taoists who have the same plan, we will agree first. I don't object to your disciples, but you must be in love with me. You can't just think that they are good, so you force them to be disciples. Instead, they need to sincerely apprenticeship. You have no objection to this matter."
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