Tan Mingzhen felt a fire in his heart.
In fact, no one in the upper echelons of the Yunxiao Sect knew about her relationship with the ancestor of Xiling.
However, as the ancestor broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage and once again saw a glimmer of hope of advancing to become a god, his mind returned to cultivation, and the relationship with her gradually faded away.
Of course, the ancestor was not a heartless person. Not only did he support her to become the real Jin Dan, he also gave her a piece of territory as his sphere of influence.
However, in this matter, the ancestor did not fulfill his promise 100%. The original promise was for the two counties of Liangzhou, but later due to various reasons, it was not fulfilled and was replaced by the land of Chongzhou and one state.
It sounds like the territory has expanded several times, but Liangzhou is where the Yunxiao Sect is located. It is full of spiritual energy and rich in fairy materials, which is far from comparable to border states like Chongzhou.
Moreover, the latter is constantly being harassed by millions of mountain monsters, and has to shoulder the responsibility of suppressing monsters and protecting the land, which is laborious and miserable.
Therefore, Tan Mingzhen always felt that her ancestor owed her.
So after Kuangzhou, she found her ancestor and pestered her to death, and finally got a promise from him.
This is the origin of Zhenzhu County.
How could it satisfy her appetite in just one county? The next thing she focused on was Dongshan County, where the capital of Kuangzhou was located, and it was also the most resource-rich county in Kuangzhou.
There was a heated argument with the Kuang family over this.
Until today, she had only taken over half of Dongshan County's territory, but she had attracted a lot of criticism from the sect, and the ancestor did not completely tolerate her, and repeatedly reprimanded and criticized her.
This made her extremely dissatisfied.
What made her even more dissatisfied was that the ancestor had recruited a new true disciple without telling her senior sister in advance, and even asked her to attend the disciple's Taoist ceremony.
She didn't go. She couldn't afford to lose that person at the Foundation Establishment monk's wedding.
You must know that although the ancestor did not make a clear promise, he revealed in front of her that day that he had no intention of accepting any more true disciples.
I didn’t expect it was all a lie!
In Yan Xiling's heart, who am I now? Does he still have any affection from back then?
She secretly decided to humiliate Yang Zhen later and kill the prestige of this so-called junior brother. If you can beat the opponent to his knees and beg for mercy, that would be even better.
Just let Yan Xiling open his eyes and see what kind of stuff you are looking at!
Thinking of this, she stopped waiting and took the lead!
…
After both parties bowed their hands and saluted, Yang Zhen held the small stick in her hand.
Five feet long, an inch wide, as heavy as a stone, and as light as a feather!
Before he could make any move, he saw Tan Mingzhen's purple shadow shaking, his body like lightning, and a long sword pointed directly at his lower abdomen.
His strength is only at the early stage of Zifu, but his momentum is as overwhelming as the golden elixir!
Yang Zhen raised her eyebrows and advanced instead of retreating. She held the tail of the stick with both hands, pointed her right leg forward, and was about to perform a beautiful lift.
Then he was shocked.
Just when his right leg was about to step out, his body suddenly became extremely heavy, as if someone was pulling hard on his thigh on the ground, and he couldn't lift it for a while!
Gravity!
This was not the first time that Yang Zhen encountered this technique. When she met Youyou again at the Million Mountains, she had experienced an illusory array blessed by the gravity technique.
However, I have never seen a gravity spell cast so skillfully and controlled so accurately!
He was almost unaware of it until the moment he made the move, he suddenly became alert.
This is Jin Dan Zhenren. Even though the power of her spells is greatly suppressed, her understanding, application and control of her spells are far beyond those of ordinary Zifu.
It can be said that Tan Mingzhen used the magic power of Zifu in the early stage to exert the effects of Zifu in the middle and late stages.
Yang Zhen was caught off guard, and the inertia made him lean forward, and he was about to fall forward.
The opponent's long sword arrived in an instant, as close as Chi Chi!
At this moment, he had no time to return the stick to block, so he simply shouted and smashed the wooden stick towards the ground!
Integrated with the Destruction Stick, it is light but heavy!
This was exactly how he dealt with gravity that day. A few months later, his cultivation had improved again, and his strength was at least twice what it was then.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and a three-inch deep shallow pit was made on the ground of Jiuxiao Palace. Yang Zhen's body was like a top, spinning and flying into the air.
The long sword grazed his waist.
Tan Mingzhen let out a sigh. He almost made a sneak attack with his sword, but he didn't expect that the other party actually dodged it.
She turned around and swung her sword out again, slashing towards the opponent's back with several rays of sword light.
From her point of view, Yang Zhen was in mid-air and had nowhere to rely on. These swords would not only cut the opponent into eight pieces, but at least they would not be able to seriously injure him.
However, he saw a long stick thrust forward, and Yang Zhen's wooden stick, which had just turned around, collided with a sword beam. The impact caused his body to flip backwards and ejected backwards, once again escaping the subsequent killing move.
The power and speed of the stick this time are amazing.
Tan Mingzhen did not continue to attack, because Yang Zhen had already stood ten feet away from her, swinging her stick with a single stick, and assuming a prepared posture.
"Okay!" A shout came from the crowd.
Tan Ming was really furious. It was obvious that this "good" was not meant for her, but she didn't know who had disgraced her like this.
Dai Chenghong.
She immediately lost her temper and could only write down the matter secretly, but she did not dare to show any dissatisfaction on the surface.
Master of the Alchemy Academy, how many monks dare to offend him so easily? She is still counting on the master of the hospital to help her refine the Haoyuan Pill in the future!
Some other Jindan masters, although they did not cheer as loudly as Dai Chenghong, they also nodded slightly with appreciation on their faces. With their eyes, they could naturally see the gravity technique secretly used by Tan Mingzhen. In this case, Yang Zhen was unscathed, which is really rare.
A trace of anger flashed across Tan Mingzhen's pretty face. He pulled out a sword flower from his long sword and pounced forward again.
Yang Zhen held the stick in front of her chest to protect her, her legs were as solid as a rock, and she stopped moving rashly.
Soon, the woman came in front of him.
Just when the two were less than ten feet away from each other, suddenly a strong wind blew up, dust flew up, and billowing yellow sand surrounded Yang Zhen.
Immediately, there was a burning sensation behind him, like a thorn in his back.
Yang Zhen hurriedly turned sideways and was about to wave her stick to stop him when a slender white arm stretched out from the yellow sand and stabbed him with a sword, then quickly withdrew it and disappeared into the yellow sand.
"Yeah." Yang Zhen groaned suddenly, and there was a blood hole half an inch deep on her left shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, there was a tingling sensation behind me again...
After a few breaths, he already had more than a dozen wounds all over his body.
A large amount of green spiritual energy surged out, covering these wounds.
A woman's sneer came from the yellow sand. The second-level healing technique is simply wishful thinking to treat these wounds with Zifu level sword energy!
In fact, Tan Mingzhen was quite surprised.
First of all, Yang Zhen's physical body was far stronger than she expected. One sword strike could not penetrate her body!
Furthermore, the young man's aura, until now, is still stable and calm, without any chaos.
"In that case," she said with ferocity in her heart, "I will stab hundreds of holes in your body to see how you can persist?"
…
When the number of wounds increased to more than thirty, Yang Zhen understood that he could not go on like this.
Although the healing effect of Chaos Qi is incredible and can restore a wound to its original state in an instant, this thing is not inexhaustible.
He had to break through as soon as possible.
Then...
Since none of the opponent's swords could kill him, why should he insist on defending and running for his life?
Defense without offense is just lingering!
His body suddenly paused, and his body continued to tense up, but his body and mind relaxed, and his consciousness was fully aware of the other party's movements.
So in just a few breaths, thirty more wounds appeared on his body.
"Hey, why don't you resist and give up? Hahaha, if you kneel down and admit defeat, I will..."
The woman's wanton laughter sounded in the yellow sand, and the sound was erratic, as if every grain of sand was making a sound.
However, that particularly high-pitched "haha" allowed Yang Zhen to capture the opponent's position at that moment.
"Haha -" he shouted loudly, moving like a rabbit, the wooden stick protruded from his waist and swept away at that spot!
"Huh?" the woman's surprised voice sounded.
Yang Zhen didn't stop for a moment, holding the stick with both hands, and faced the new sound with another ball of dancing flowers!
This time no sound came out of the yellow sand.
After ten breaths of this, the wounds on Yang Zhen's body had accumulated to two hundred.
He swung six in total.
The rotating yellow sand suddenly stopped, retreated several feet, and turned into a purple shadow again.
The two faced each other from afar.
Looking over at this time, Yang Zhen was in ragged clothes, and her whole body was wrapped in a layer of green spiritual energy. There was a red light inside, and blood spurted out from time to time. The shape was extremely miserable.
Tan Mingzhen, except for his slightly messy hair, was almost unscathed.
The outcome seemed clear.
Of course, in this kind of competition, as long as one of the parties does not admit defeat, the fight will continue.
All the guests looked at the young man.
Having fought against a golden elixir for so long, even if he loses now, he is still proud of himself.
However, Yang Zhen had a faint smile on her face and her body remained motionless, as if victory was within her grasp.
…
"Did he look like this in that underground palace that day?" Mu Zixue suddenly said from the depths of the sea of consciousness.
A sweet laugh sounded: "Sister, you and I had not lost contact at that time, couldn't you also see it? He was covered in fire at that time, not a blood hole."
"Did you fall in love with him because of what he did that time?" The main body continued to ask.
"Yes!" the clone said happily.
"He's just a reckless man!" the main body sneered.
"Humph," the clone expressed dissatisfaction: "I just like a reckless man like him!"
"Why didn't I feel it then?"
"I suppressed those thoughts, and I didn't dare to let you know, hee hee," the clone said with a smile: "It wasn't until the sarcophagus lost contact with you that I, I let go of my heart after he did that to me."
The main body remained silent.
"Sister," the clone said, "let me merge with you."
"Do you really want to be like this?" The main body was a little surprised: "Although you and I are actually the same person, in fact, you have your own independent consciousness, and you have..."
"I know. But I, if I become one with you, my affection for him can be transferred to your current consciousness. In that case, you and him can practice the Mending Heaven Sutra together, and those of the Chaos gas……"
"Xue'er, it goes without saying," the main body flatly refused: "My consciousness does not need to be controlled by others, even if you are my clone! You just stay in my sea of consciousness, waiting for me to cultivate into the Mahayana in the future and be able to incarnate. Three dharma bodies, I will release you again..."
No one would have thought that in the Zhenyu Realm, where the highest level is only the transformation of gods, and on the main peak of the Yunxiao Sect, where the highest level of cultivation is only Nascent Soul, there is a female cultivator who is considering the Mahayana realm above the transformation of gods. matter.
"Then get well soon!" the clone muttered dissatisfiedly.
The two of them stopped talking.
Because at this moment, an urgent cry suddenly came from the outside world:
"Be merciful——"
That was the voice of Yan Xiling.
…
Return to the field.
Someone quickly noticed something was wrong.
On Tan Mingzhen's body, there were two groups of flames glowing with cyan light.
One ball on the elbow and one ball on the waist.
The flame was so weak, about the size of a pinky finger, that it was barely visible to the naked eye in the midday sun against the snow.
Tan Mingzhen frowned slightly, and clouds of gray dust hit the flames, trying to extinguish them.
But it's all in vain.
This move made everyone see the abnormality in her body.
The muscles on Tan Mingzhen's face trembled slightly. Although the flame was small, the burning pain did not diminish at all.
Finally, she gritted her teeth, and a large cloud of cold sand suddenly emerged, covering the two flames respectively, and then the flames were extinguished.
She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, a clear female voice rang out: "You used level 4 mana, you lost!"
The voice was very unfamiliar.
Tan Mingzhen followed the sound, and was surprised to find a woman in red, with a foundation-building level, and an extremely beautiful appearance, standing next to Yang Zhen.
How dare you yell at a real person for your little foundation building!
She was furious.
According to the rules set before the competition, she used her fourth-level magic power and already lost.
If a golden elixir like Dai Chenghong pointed it out to her face, even though she was embarrassed, she had to admit it, let alone get angry.
However, this is just a foundation.
And standing behind Zhao Yue'er, it seemed that she should be one of the concubines of this boy named Yang.
Such a beautiful female Foundation Establishment cultivator actually went to be a concubine for a Qian Cultivator with the same cultivation level.
Her origins must have been very humble.
There won't be any background.
And regardless of his dignity, he would interrupt at will. It must be because Yang Xiaozi is usually too doting.
In that case——
Tan Mingzhen felt a murderous intention in his heart!
I will kill you on the spot, destroy the majesty of Yang Xiaozi, and vent the resentment in my heart!
Thinking of this, she shouted sharply:
"You guys, ants, dare to speak nonsense and seek death!"
Sheng Ren's golden elixir aura instantly burst out from his body, and his delicate purple body flew up. Tan Mingzhen waved his right palm and swatted away at the beauty in red!
…
Yan Xiling, who had been resting on the platform with his eyes closed, was suddenly shocked.
In a moment, there were guests across the palace door again, and it was too late for him to stop them.
"Hands-down-leave-love-"
The old man shouted quickly.
The direction of the voice was the woman in red.
…
"boom!"
Palms strike each other.
The purple silhouette flew upside down at several times the speed just now.
The moment he landed, he was caught by Yan Xiling's hands as he rushed out.
"Pfft!" The blood in his mouth could not be contained and spurted out wildly.
Yan Xiling's true energy penetrated into the woman's body, and a stone fell slightly to the ground.
The injury was not serious, but it did not damage any vital parts. He should be able to recover in half a year.
It's good that my female disciple has been overbearing and arrogant in recent years, so I can teach her a lesson.
Only then did he have the energy to look around, and found that except for Dai Chenghong, whose face was as usual, everyone else was staring at Tan Mingzhen in his hand, as if they were all frozen.
"Ahem," the ancestor coughed twice, composed himself, and returned to his usual calmness:
"Let me introduce to you, this is Her Royal Highness the eldest princess of the Qin Kingdom, Qin Mingyue Qin Zhenren, Yang Zhen's—"
"Taoist companion."
