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Chapter 256 I am not dead but you are going to die

Ziji Longquan led Wang Chen along the way and arrived at Huijian Peak.

Wang Chen jumped down in one step,

At this time, the sky was already bright.

There was silence in Huijian Peak, and even under the induction of his powerful spiritual consciousness, there was no breath.

"master!"

There was silence, and Lan Qingzi did not respond.

"Lv Rong."

"Zhou Shuwu."

He called them one by one, but no one answered.

So Wang Chen flew straight into Lan Qingzi's cave without hesitation.

An ordinary cave, a few tables and chairs, and two futons.

But only Lan Qingzi was missing.

"Where are the people?"

Wang Chen looked stern and rushed to his disciple's residence to take a look. Lu Rong, Zhou Shuwu and others were nowhere to be found.

The beds, tables and chairs are neatly arranged.

It looked like he had been away for a long time.

In a daze, he even had the illusion that Jianfeng had been abandoned for many years.

It was as if the people and things I encountered these days were all a dream.

Standing blankly, he felt inexplicably depressed.

"When did you develop feelings for this person Feng?"

He came here this time to remind Lan Qingzi that if he killed the prince, he might cause trouble. If it were normal, he would just kill him, so what did he have to worry about?

The morning light pierces the dark night.

It's the time when day and night alternate.

Countless disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect have stepped out of their own sword veins.

Something big happened today.

The core disciple advancement process that takes place every five years had its results yesterday.

Jun Mo of the Lingtian Sword Vein lived up to expectations and successfully advanced to the next level. He became the core disciple of this generation and will undergo the promotion ceremony at Shoujian Peak.

Lingtian Sword Meridian has also become the first sword sect in the Qiankun Sword Sect to have two core disciples at the same time for thousands of years.

Future prosperity can be expected.

The sun emerges from the sky.

Another good day.

In the sea of ​​clouds and sky, countless flying swords flew towards Shoujian Peak, witnessing the majesty of this generation of sect's genius.

The Shoujian Peak is the outer peak dedicated to the ancestors of the Qiankun Sword Sect.

Another strange mountain peak facing each other in the distance is the Ancestral Sword Peak, which is dedicated to the ancestors of the Qiankun Sword Sect.

Passing through the Lingshi Archway of Shoujian Peak, you can see a huge incense burner filled with sandalwood.

After the incense burner, an elegant venue has been arranged for the promotion ceremony.

On the side, many inner and outer sect disciples gathered, among which the dozens of disciples of the Lingtian Sword Meridian were the most neatly dressed and eye-catching.

At this moment, Jun Mo, dressed in white with a stern face, came slowly from outside the archway.

He is the protagonist of today's promotion ceremony, and of course he is the focus of everyone's eyes.

I’ve met my senior brother!

When dozens of disciples of the Lingtian Sword Meridian saw Jun Mo, they all bowed and saluted with such great momentum that the other disciples of the Sword Meridian eclipsed him.

They secretly looked at Jun Mo. This young seven-time Nirvana Tianjiao was so impressive. They couldn't help but secretly thought that the Lingtian Sword Vein was indeed one of the top three sword veins. They were afraid that in the future, all major sword veins would be respected by the Lingtian Sword Vein.

Jun Mo's face was stern and unfazed. He slowly walked forward and stood upright at the head of the Lingtian Sword Vein disciples.

Afterwards, all the disciples looked at Jun Mo's back with burning eyes, full of pride.

From now on, they will become the only swordsmen with two core disciples at the same time. They are so proud in the sect that they can be looked down upon and even walked sideways by others.

However, Jun Mo obviously didn't think so.

"Brother, why haven't you come yet?" He frowned slightly. The queen didn't return all night, which caused an inexplicable shadow to fall over his heart.

The sound of coming and going in the air kept ringing.

As time goes by, more and more people come to watch the ceremony.

There were actually eight direct disciples in the line, and the masters of the major swords also came in numbers, showing concern for the underachievers.

Among the nine core disciples, the only one who didn't come was Junhou.

"Why, is it because you have one bloodline and two cores that you are embarrassed to come?" Tu Shendu said jokingly to Huang Long beside him.

"He's always punctual." Huang Long responded inexplicably, with a puzzled look on his face.

No matter how you think about it, you should not miss your brother's promotion gift.

Only Qingshuang glanced at Jun Mo lightly, then moved away.

"The time has come!"

As an old but powerful voice sounded, an old man wearing coarse linen clothes, with gray hair and a skinny and old face slowly walked out from the direction of Zufeng.

Everyone was immediately silent.

This is the guardian of Zu Peak. He doesn't seem to have any real power. No one knows his name, but he has presided over every promotion ceremony for nearly a hundred years.

A hundred years ago, he looked like this, and a hundred years later, he still looks like this.

The disciples discussed privately that this person was probably the strongest cultivator besides the three major cultivators in the sect.

"The promoted ones come out."

Jun Mo collected his thoughts and walked out.

"Disciples, pay homage to the ancestor..."

This skinny old man has presided over promotion ceremonies for many years, and he is familiar with the procedures.

After a series of ancestor worship rituals were completed, two inner disciples on the side took the opportunity to step forward.

One person holds a green jade plaque in his hand, which symbolizes the identity of the core disciple.

Another person came over holding a set of pure white brocade robes inlaid with gold threads.

Everyone held their breath, understanding that they only had to wait for the officiant to announce that Jun Mo had become a core disciple, and then the ceremony would be completed.

The last moment of the ceremony is also the most important time.

There was total silence, except for the huge incense burner that was sending out the mist.

Suddenly, the green smoke swayed, like a strong wind coming from the sky.

Then, there was an astonishing sound of flying in the distance, whistling and ear-piercing.

Before anyone arrived, the strong wind was already blowing downwards, causing the hair of all the disciples to fly and their clothes to rustle violently.

Shows strong cultivation.

Who dared Yu Kong to make such a big fuss during the promotion ceremony?

Everyone looked up.

But there was only a flash of human figures, and then the sound of wind blew past my ears, and a person jumped from the air, as if suddenly appearing in the middle of the sword ceremony.

That was supposed to be the position of the protagonist of the Promotion Ceremony.

Buzz.

With the purple flying sword at his feet retracted, the man stepped forward.

"He is..."

"Jiang Yu!"

As someone recognized Wang Chen's identity, there was a cry of surprise, and the scene was like ignited fuel and could no longer be controlled.

Everyone was in an uproar, and even the direct disciples were talking among themselves.

Who doesn't know that Jiang Yu has already died in the inheritance space.

"You're not dead?"

Jun Mo looked at Wang Chen as if he had seen a ghost.

In order to avoid suspicion, he and Jun Hou stood aside and waited for six hours.

At least during this period of time, he was certain that Wang Chen had not left the inheritance space.

Only Qingshuang didn't show any surprise, he knew that Wang Chen would definitely come.

Wang Chen looked at Jun Mo coldly, walked forward slowly, and said as he walked,

"I'm not dead."

"But you're going to die." His voice became murderous.

Jun Mo's expression suddenly changed.

Dang!

Following the cry of the flying sword, the purple and green sword lights flashed, and the harsh sound of metal collision suddenly sounded in the air.

As sparks flew, a figure was knocked away. He stumbled onto the ground and took a few steps back before stopping his backward tilt.

"What?!"

The scene just now happened suddenly. No one expected that Jiang Yu would do it in front of a group of direct disciples, in front of a group of sword masters, and even under the Zu Peak!

What he didn't even expect was that in one move, Jun Mo flew out.


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