The dawn breaks through the dark night, and the sun rises in the east.

The matter has come to an end.

Ji Qiu was on the top of Yueshan Mountain, watching silently. After learning the whole incident, Yan Heng, the leader of the Yueshan Sect, who was completely despairing, committed suicide.

Then, it drifted away.

After today, the reputation of this place will be over.

Yue Shan, one of the seven major sects in the Daqian Jianghu, and the three heroes of Taiyue, turned into a passing cloud.

Not only that.

When Ji Qiu went down to Yueshan, the rumors about him in the world were still going on.

Zeng Jiazi and Yue Shan went to the sect at the mountain gate of Xuankong Temple. In just three months, Ji Qiu found all of them at their home.

Later, in sects such as Jingshan Sect, Huayang Sect, Iron Sword Sect, etc., all those who had cultivated their true qi had their true qi abolished by Ji Qiu himself.

Zhenqi is the symbol of a first-class master. If a sect does not even have a master of zhenqi, then it is just a lamb to be slaughtered in this world.

As the saying goes, if you sow the cause, you will get the cause, and if you sow the result, you will get the result.

The grudges of the past must be repaid today.

It has since been settled.

The hanging temple is really like that.

After the Yueshan incident spread, this name was like thunder.

Talented people have emerged from generation to generation, and each has led the way for hundreds of years.

Although the rise of a new generation will inevitably be accompanied by the demise of the older generation, there is no one like Ji Qiu who has emerged as a new force after hundreds of years of travelling.

Even the martial arts myths of the past dynasties are the same.

As for the grandmaster's score, the original list with the ancestors of the Daqian royal family, King Jianglong of the Jianglong Sect, and Yan Wudi of the Ming Dynasty as the top three has also changed since Ji Qiu's rise.

Yan Wudi is dead and the Ming Sect has been eliminated. Naturally, the third place in the world has become an empty seat.

Although Wang Jianglong is strong, he may not be able to defeat the former Yan Wudi, so he is naturally not Ji Qiu's opponent.

In addition, the Daqian ancestor has not been out of the martial arts world for nearly thirty years, and no one knows what his current methods are. Therefore, some good people think that the newly emerged Xuankong Temple Zhenru is the best in the world in today's martial arts!

Many people think so, but how to evaluate it will probably take some time.

After all, many masters suffered defeat due to the battle at the top of Yue Mountain. This was a major turmoil that had not happened in decades. It would take time to thoroughly finalize the new master tree.

Don't talk about these things.

At this time, Ji Qiu was dressed in white and came down the mountain from the last sect that had an old grudge with Xuankong Temple. Behind him was still the young Taoist in purple.

"Brother Zhao Dao, we have been together so far, and we have a very happy conversation."

"But now that the poor monk has finished all his work, it's time to return to Xuankong Mountain."

"Why don't we just say goodbye?"

Holding the horse, the monk spoke to the Taoist who had his hands behind his head and a reed in his mouth.

In the past few days, since Zhao Huanzhen came down from Mount Yue, he and Ji Qiu went to those so-called famous sects in the name of traveling around the world.

He had witnessed countless nasty things during this period, which made him completely disappointed in this worldly world of martial arts.

However, Zhao Huan really regarded the monk, whom he could not see through the slightest bit of fate, as a friend.

So after hearing Ji Qiu's words, the purple-robed Taoist stopped, smacked his lips and replied:

"In that case, let's leave it alone for now."

"It just so happens that the world has seen enough of it. It's much worse than what I thought on the mountain."

"But it doesn't matter, I won't stay here for too long anyway."

After saying this, the Taoist turned his head, a rare look of seriousness on his handsome face.

"Monk, you are also a Qi refiner. You should know that in this spiritual place, it will be difficult for you to achieve success in cultivation throughout your life."

"Beyond Daqian, there are Dongrong and Beiqiang. It is said that there is also the Wei Dynasty further out. As for things further away, they are not included in the records."

"We are refining Qi here. Even if we have the talent to control Qi, we may not be able to achieve the later stage of Qi control in our lifetime, let alone the Tao foundation that is unique among thousands."

"I heard that going all the way to the east of Daqian, there is a natural barrier called the Hundred Thousand Mountains. It is said that if you cross the Hundred Thousand Mountains, you will be the real place of cultivation."

"So after this farewell, I plan to go back to the mountain to consolidate my realm. When I go down the mountain again, I will leave the country to seek immortality. Do you want to go on separate trips and be companions together?"

Zhao Huanzhen had yearning in his eyes.

Traveling to the North Sea in the morning, enjoying the blue sky at dusk, eating the wind and drinking the dew, and not dying after eating the breath. This is the realm that many people dream of.

And refining qi is just the beginning.

Anyone who ascends to the Immortal Path has the goal of climbing to a higher realm, and every practitioner is no exception.

Ji Qiu was naturally interested in this.

But before that, he had to introduce Su Qixiu to the path of immortality.

Reincarnation simulation, now that Ji Qiu no longer regards it as a so-called simulation.

I would like to ask, how can simulation be possible for every living person we meet after being born into this world?

The master who raised him single-handedly, Jingming, the founder who kept the foundation of Xuankong Temple for half his life, Su Qixiu, who is stunning in red, and the Taoist in purple who is free and uninhibited and does whatever he wants...

The Lin family's father and son, the Three Heroes of Taiyue, the Ming Dynasty's teaching Yan Wudi, the masters of the Grand Master...

All living beings with different faces, different temperaments, righteous or evil, villains or gentlemen, more or less, all left some traces in Ji Qiu's heart.

For him, this is a life completely different from his real life!

Now that things have happened, the desire to gain some opportunities and join some major sects in the Great Immortal Promotion Association has faded a lot.

If possible, after everything is done, Ji Qiu would like to take Su Qixiu with him to find the immortal way in this world.

Ji Qiu doesn't know when this reincarnation simulation he has experienced will come to an end, whether it will be death or a certain point in time.

But as long as there was a chance, he didn't want Su Qixiu to turn into a handful of loess in this world and disappear completely.

Taoist Taiyin, named after Taoist, sounds like a unique qualification.

She shouldn't be wasting her time here.

"Brother Zhao Dao has extraordinary qualifications and wisdom in his eyes. A poor monk can tell at a glance that you are not a thing in the pond."

"When we meet again next time, if everything has been settled, we can go together and cross the distant Hundred Thousand Mountains to seek immortality."

After getting on the horse, Ji Qiu responded with a smile.

"Then it's settled."

"The road to immortality is far away, and refining qi is just the beginning. These vast rivers and lakes are just a small corner of the land. How can it compare to the real vastness of mountains and seas."

"The future we are waiting for should never end here."

After hearing Ji Qiu's response, Zhao Huanzhen felt confident.

In fact, he does have this strength.

From the trajectory Ji Qiu observed, with Zhao Huanzhen's unstoppable momentum, perhaps foundation building was not his end point.

Maybe there is such a possibility.

Perhaps one day in the future, this purple-robed Taoist will become the one-of-a-kind jade liquid golden elixir with a lifespan of eight hundred years?

Not yet known.

"Goodbye!"

"Farewell!"

Say goodbye to each other.

The two looked at each other and smiled.
Chapter completed!