Qi Xiaoxue felt her head buzzing, as if her consciousness had been attacked. She immediately felt nauseous and wanted to vomit. The next moment, her pain was blocked in her brain by the system, and a strong dull pain swept through her whole body.
Knowledge sea.
She kept calling out to the system in her mind, but the system, which had always responded to requests, was silent at this moment.
Qi Xiaoxue panicked for a moment, but soon the pain occupied all her consciousness, and with a thud, her consciousness finally fell into darkness.
"Junior Sister Qi, Junior Sister Qi, what's wrong with you?"
Chai Feng immediately came down to diagnose and treat his disciple, but strangely, Qi Xiaoxue did not suffer any damage to her body or soul, let alone being poisoned. In the end, he could only attribute it to the conflict of spiritual powers, causing her to coma.
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Tan Zhao, who witnessed the whole process: ...I didn’t expect that he could actually play.
System: Tsk, at first glance, it looks like a small system of the 18th level. It can also be hurt by the "gravitational waves" it emits. It's really useless.
[Your statement is quite villainous.]
System: Sorry, I'm just telling the truth. If you don't like it, I don't care.
...This Tongzi is really getting more and more unbridled.
Chai Feng sent someone to send Qi Xiaoxue back to the cave, and Li Lin also resigned. After all, Yuan Lv had sworn an oath to heaven and earth to prove his innocence. He did not believe in Yuan Lv, but believed in heaven and earth. The murderer might really be someone else.
Before he left, he advised the sect master: "Sect master, the person who killed my senior brother Yang is probably not an easy person to deal with. I am afraid that the person who killed me is not an easy person to deal with. I would like to request that this matter be investigated to the bottom of the matter."
Chai Feng handed the matter over to the elder of the execution hall. The elder of the execution hall said that he could take Li Lin with him, and Li Lin resigned.
After settling the minutiae, the eyes returned to Yuan Lv again.
The Taishang Elder practiced Xiaoyao Sword Dao and obtained the method of Wuwei. After being promoted to the Tribulation Stage, he became as cold as frost, as if he was a reincarnated immortal. Just now, Chu Lin had been sitting at the top, except for rejecting the disciple's intention to expel himself from the master's sect.
Otherwise, there is no further action.
But Chai Feng knew that the Supreme Elder would not change his mind easily, or in other words, he would not change his mind at all.
He had a rare headache, and now he could only hope that Yuan Lu could change the mind of the Supreme Elder: "Junior brother Yuan, your cultivation..."
It's good to have a higher seniority, even the head master has to call him Junior Brother, but Tan Zhao obviously can't enjoy this blessing. He simply said that he was "left behind" to fight bloody battles with monsters, and then because the secret realm was closed, his cultivation level
His spiritual roots were all broken and he almost survived. He originally thought he would wait five years before leaving the secret realm, but he didn't expect that half a year later, he would be teleported to the ice field. Later, he happened to meet Song Chengyong of the Heavenly Sect, and then he was able to return to his master's sect.
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After such experiences, he was obviously lucky to be alive, and Chai Feng couldn't help but sympathize with this young junior brother who was once extremely talented. However, the path to becoming an immortal is the most cruel one. Without talent, everything you say is useless.
Rather than forcing people to stay, it is better to let them go. Although Tianming Sect is more harmonious than the outside world, it is a mistake to be born as a mortal.
But it was obvious that Yuan Lu wanted to leave, but the Supreme Elder did not agree, and even took him away in public without giving him time to admonish him.
"Elder Tong, this matter..."
Elder Tong of Xingtang obviously knew Chu Lin better: "If it's impossible, I can have the power of the Ming Dynasty to raise a rich and idle man."
Chai Feng thought about it and realized that this was all he could do. Mortals simply had a short lifespan, no more than a hundred years at most.
At the other end, Tan Zhao was taken to the Poyuan Peak, which was the peak belonging to Chu Lin. The spiritual veins were hidden inside. The entire mountain peak was high and towering. It was the highest mountain in the Tianming Sect and the strongest spiritual veins.
One of the seven peaks.
Yuan Lv was able to break through Yuanying in his twenties, obviously there was a reason why he had the exclusive "top position".
"Why don't you want to stay?"
When asked, Tan Zhao looked at the man standing not far away with his hands behind his back. He could count all the big men in the world of immortality who were in the tribulation period on two hands. Chu Lin was one of them, and he was also the youngest tribulation in the entire Tianze continent.
Tribulation monk.
If he hadn't looked at this sword-sharp spiritual field, Chu Lin would have looked like a cold young man in his mid-twenties.
"The disciple's spiritual roots are broken, and he can no longer cultivate immortal magic. If he stays here forcibly, it will only fuel his jealousy. It is better to go to the human world while he is still awake, and there is no chance that he will have another fate."
When Tan Zhao said this, he believed it himself, but... the people who heard him didn't believe it.
"Yuan Lu, you are cultivating the way of free swordsmanship, not the way of ascension. As long as you pick up the sword one day, you should not retreat. Do you understand what I mean by being a master?"
...I don’t understand, can we go through the process?
According to common sense, if a disciple who has no spiritual roots and no enthusiasm for swordsmanship should be kept for the New Year if he is not sent away, of course. But Chu Lin did not let up at all, and even gave him an iron sword as a gift after Tan Zhao refused.
Ordinary, mortal magic weapons without spiritual power.
Tan Zhao holding a sword:...
"Disciple doesn't understand."
Chu Lin suddenly turned around at this time, his eyes fell on Yuan Lu, with a certain sigh: "Yuan Lu, haven't you noticed yet? Your sword heart is almost perfect."
After he finished speaking, he said directly without waiting for the disciple's reaction: "As for the matter of spiritual roots, you don't have to worry. My teacher will find a way to repair it for you. If you practice with peace of mind, you will definitely achieve success."
Then, he disappeared directly on the spot, leaving the cheap disciple with a cold figure.
[System, why is he uneasy about playing tricks!]
System: Who knows, if you want to leave, you can also betray the clan.
[What a shame, I am now a mortal with no power to restrain a chicken.]
System:...I believe you.
Although the system did not believe it, everyone in the Tianming Sect believed it. The young uncle returned to the sect after missing for more than half a year, but his spiritual roots and mana were completely lost. Even many people from the outside world wanted to see the genius in trouble, but... no one could
Yuan Lu can't be seen. After all, Poyuan Peak is the peak of Taishang Elder Chu Lin. Who dares to go up there.
Initially, everyone thought that Uncle Yuan Yuan would leave the sect, but they did not expect that the order of sect mastership issued by the sect leader could not be received for a long time. Gradually, there were rumors that Yuan Lu was not angry about the failure of his immortal journey, and relied on the fact that his master was the Supreme Master.
Elder, I don’t want to leave.
In this regard, Tan Zhao remained silent. After all... he was not actually on Poyuan Peak.
The reason is very simple. He is a mortal now. Even if Po Yuan Peak is full of spiritual energy, he still has to eat. People are iron and food is steel. After getting a sword light from the banished immortal master as an amulet, Tan Zhao
Quietly went down the mountain.
It has to be said that the spiritual food of the immortal world has been purified and tastes really good. Tan Zhao is already considering purchasing a batch of green grain spiritual rice to make wine. The taste must be extremely delicious.
After eating and drinking, Tan Zhao took out the jade charm and sent a "voice message" to Song Chengyong. After half a cup of tea, Song Chengyong arrived as promised.
"Where are you... from?"
Song Chengyong touched his hair and smiled heartily: "I made a few fire charms a few days ago, but I didn't expect to burn the tail feathers of the blazing bird. That bird was very vindictive and took the time to burn my hair. Monks are not that kind anyway.
If you ask too much, I'll just shave it off. How about it? Isn't it handsome?"
Tan Zhao: "...You can try knocking on the mountain gate of Qingtan Temple."
"What you said, the monks in Qingtan Temple heard carefully. Even though they are pretty, they are the most vicious ones when it comes to beating people."
Friends, please tell your story.
"I promised you a drink, please order."
Song Chengyong looked at the wine list and casually ordered a Yuxiang wine. He didn't ask what happened to Yuan Lu after he returned to Tianming Sect. He just said: "I drink it over and over again, and Yuxiang wine is the most suitable for me."
"It seems like you don't have much of a drinking capacity."
"Who said that? There are rumors outside that you sword cultivators never drink. Look at this restaurant, sword cultivators account for at least half of them."
Tan Zhao burst out laughing: "Aren't swordsmen allowed to come to the restaurant to eat peanuts?"
"Do you believe this yourself?"
Tan Zhao nodded: "I believe it."
Song Chengyong was convinced by this ability of self-persuasion. He took out a small bag from his storage bag and handed it over, saying: "I agreed to give you half of it, and here it is."
Tan Zhao was about to refuse, but he only heard someone say: "Don't be polite to me. You can't go back on what you promised. It's not a natural treasure. Even if you go to the mortal world in the future, the spiritual stone will always be useful."
of."
Tan Zhao took a look at the storage bag and thoughtfully replaced it with a spiritual stone. He no longer refused: "What are you thinking? How could I go to the mortal world."
"Huh?"
Tan Zhao began to express his worries to his new friends: "I really want to leave, but Master won't let me. What can I do?"
"Po, Lord Po Yuan?"
This look on the face of a fan after hearing his idol’s deeds shocked fans.
"Now I'm beginning to wonder if you want to make friends with my master through me?"
Song Chengyong admitted very generously: "Is it really possible?"
...Friend, you are thinking about peach.
"What's your expression?"
"A kind look."
Song Chengyong's desire to meet his idol made him lose heart, but he was not depressed. After all, Master Po Yuan in the world of immortality had thousands of fans, and only Yuanlu became his disciple. In this way, he was very interested in Master Yuan.
My uncle became even more jealous.
"Why don't you cherish such a good master! I suspect you are showing off to me!"
"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense." Tan Zhao denied it three times, but Song Chengyong didn't believe it at all.
Finally, after finishing the Tianxiang Brew, the two parted ways. In order to prevent himself from starving to death, Tan Zhao also ordered a lot of spiritual food to store in the space. Of course, there were also rations for his little ancestors.
After wandering outside for three days, Tan Zhao had to return to his sect after receiving a sword-wielding mission from his master.
Then the next day, as soon as he came to the sword training ground at Poyuan Peak with his iron sword in hand, he saw... the heroine's face with an expression of "Uncle, I sympathize with you but I won't tell you."
Tan Zhao: ...It’s not a good time to practice sword practice today.
"Uncle Junior, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you. I'm sorry."
Qi Xiaoxue finally couldn't control her emotions and rushed over. Tan Zhao was clever and used his upper body skills to narrowly avoid being hugged by the heroine's brother and sister.
It's a risk, it's a risk. Although he has doubts about the existence of the plot, there is no need to poach the master's corner, it is really unnecessary.