Listening to the cautious message from Ancestor Juejian, King Qingpeng's face suddenly darkened. The words of Ancestor Juejian undoubtedly revealed a message to him, that is, in his eyes, this man was only a ninth-level cultivator of the Wuji Realm. He is a middle-aged man whose physical cultivation is very powerful.
Even if it is so powerful that even peak masters like the ancestor of Juejian must be careful about it.
Originally, this middle-aged man had nothing to do with King Qingpeng, but this middle-aged man wanted to keep Jian Chen in the heart of King Qingpeng. He had already issued a killing order, which suddenly made Qingpeng Wang's face became a little ugly.
After hearing the middle-aged man's words, the ancestor of Juejian was silent. He stared at the middle-aged man in white with a resolute face expressionlessly. After a while, he said: "You know our Juejian lineage? , how difficult it is to find a suitable successor, and Gong Zheng is the only successor that I finally found in the vast holy world. However, he has not fully grown up before his wings are full. At that time, he was killed by Jian Chen in Canghai Divine Palace."
"You want to keep Jian Chen, then how do you want me to explain it to the generations of our Juejian lineage?"
The middle-aged man in white smiled calmly and said: "Finding a suitable successor is a very difficult task for you, but for me, it is nothing."
Hearing this, the Juejian Ancestor's eyes narrowed, and he immediately stared at the middle-aged man with bright eyes, a look of expectation on his face, and said: "Are you willing to find a suitable successor for me?"
The middle-aged man nodded and said: "I'm not looking for you, but I have already found them. There are three juniors with outstanding qualifications who are extremely suitable to be the successors of your Juejian lineage."
"Three? Are you serious?" The Juejian Ancestor was shocked and his eyes shone.
"You know the truth of what I say from my mouth. Juejian, I will use these three descendants in exchange for you to withdraw the wanted order for Jian Chen, and from now on you will not continue to target Jian Chen. Are you willing?" The middle-aged man He said calmly.
"Okay, I beat you. If these three people successfully become the successors of my Juejian lineage, not only will I not continue to target Jian Chen, but I will also owe you a huge favor." Juejian Ancestor said loudly. , with a sense of excitement in his tone. It is extremely difficult to find successors of their Juejian lineage. Even in the most glorious history of the Juejian lineage, the number of descendants has never exceeded ten. In his generation, there is only one descendant, Gong Zheng. .
Therefore, the news of three successors suddenly came out at this moment, which naturally made the ancestor of Juejian excited.
"You said you came to me for two things, but what about the second thing?" Juejian Ancestor said again.
"The second thing is, I want you to take action yourself." The middle-aged man said.
"You want me to take action?" Juejian Ancestor was startled and showed a surprised look.
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, and then said to the ancestor of Juejian: "I am trapped, and I need you to take action once to break the seal."
The ancestor of Juejian's face suddenly became solemn. His old eyes full of vicissitudes of life looked deeply at the middle-aged man. After a long silence, he nodded slowly.
Seeing that Juejian Ancestor agreed, the middle-aged man's expression did not change at all. He was always calm and collected. With a wave of his hand, a jade piece shot directly into Juejian Ancestor's hand and said: "This is your Three successor positions.”
After that, the middle-aged man stopped staying and left here with a single step. He entered Huangzhou leisurely without even looking at King Qingpeng. It seemed that he regarded King Qingpeng as if he was nothing.
"Juejian, who is this person?" After the middle-aged man left, King Qingpeng suddenly came to the ancestor of Juejian and said with a gloomy face.
The ancestor of Juejian shook his head gently. He seemed unwilling to say more about this person's identity. However, he opened his mouth, wanting to remind King Qingpeng so that he would give up his pursuit of Jian Chen, but as he spoke, he thought of King Qingpeng's temper, and knew in his heart that even if he reminded Qingpeng The king could never change King Qingpeng's mind. In the end, he didn't say anything. He held the jade slips recording the three descendants in his hand and left here impatiently with excitement and expectation.
Watching the ancestor of Juejian leave, King Qingpeng had a gloomy expression on his face. He stared at the land of the wilderness floating in the starry sky in front of him, with the light in his eyes flickering.
In the end, he still didn't want to just watch Jian Chen hiding in Huangzhou safe and sound, and shouted in a deep voice in the starry sky: "Tongtian Sword Master, the grudges and wrongs of the past are long gone. It has been so many years, and you are here again." Why bother, if you let me enter Huangzhou for an hour, I, King Qingyao, will definitely repay you with generous gifts."
"Hahaha, if you want to talk about the ability to hold grudges, there are few people in the entire holy world who can compare with you, the blue-feathered bird. Blue-feathered bird, as I said again, if you want to step into the deserted state, you can try Give it a try." Tongtian Sword Master replied, full of threats and provocations. No one could be seen, but his voice vibrated in the starry sky like a bell.
King Qingpeng's face was livid. He glanced in the direction of Huangzhou with cold eyes, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.
However, he did not go far, but found a meteorite in the distant starry sky and sat cross-legged, silently monitoring Jian Chen from a long distance away.
"Jian Chen, I want to see how long you can stay in Huangzhou." King Qingpeng looked at the land of Huangzhou in the starry sky that had become only the size of a fingernail, and thought to himself.
Huangzhou, Guangming Temple, Jian Chen, Bai Yu, and Zhuo Feng showed all their strength at this moment and ran towards the top of the mountain. The speed was very fast. It looked like three white lights were flying past, in the mountains and forests. In a flash, it disappeared.
Among the three of them, Zhuo Feng was the strongest and had reached the realm of three-color Yuan Dan. His entire body was bathed in the milky white light holy power and he ran at the front.
Next, is the white jade that has reached the two-color Yuan Dan realm, and Jian Chen is at the end.
In fact, with Jian Chen's current level of cultivation, he could completely ignore the suppression of the mysterious force around him and reach the top of the mountain in one step. But his current identity is just a Saint Master of Light who has just formed the One Color Yuan Dan. Therefore, the abilities he has shown are completely equivalent to those of the One Color Yuan Dan.
But even so, the strength he exerted was by no means comparable to the bright holy power of Yishi Yuan Dan. During the flyby, the distance between him and Bai Yu was getting closer and closer bit by bit.
This is under the premise that Jian Chen has reservations and does not want to show too much prominence. Otherwise, he can easily surpass Bai Yu and surpass Zhuo Feng.
In the end, Zhuo Feng was the first to reach the top of the mountain, but Jian Chen sped up a little at the last moment and ranked second one step ahead of Bai Yu. Bai Yu, who was supposed to be in second place, finally fell to Third place.
"Junior brother, can't you tell, your speed is even faster than the senior sister." Bai Yu glared at Jian Chen with some breathlessness.
"Very good. Now that everyone is here, I officially announce that Zhuo Feng, Changyang, and Bai Yu, from today on, you three are my students, Han Xin. In the following time, you will be guided by my teacher. The cultivation method of the Holy Master of Light."
In front of Jian Chen and the others, stood a middle-aged man wearing a white robe. He looked gentle and elegant, with a bit of bookishness, but his eyes were piercing. He was looking at the Jian Chen and the others. .
"From now on, Zhuo Feng will be the senior brother, Changyang, you will be the second senior brother, Bai Yu, and you will be the junior sister." Han Xin said in a tone that could not be ignored.
"Ah! Why am I the youngest? No, no, no, teacher, this is unfair, this is unreasonable, I should be ranked second, why am I ranked last." Bai Yu said with an unconvinced look on his face: "Teacher, I am a two-color Yuan Dan. Junior Brother Changyang has just formed a one-color Yuan Dan. I have no objection to Senior Brother Zhuo Feng being ranked first, but how can you let Junior Brother Changyang, who is lower in strength than me, be ranked in front of me? This is obviously It’s not fair.”
Han Xin stared at Bai Yu and said: "Whoever told you that the higher the realm is, the one who can be ranked first."
"Isn't it?" Bai Yu pouted and said matter-of-factly, with a look of indignation on his face.
"Here at my place, whoever reaches the top of the mountain first will be at the front. Zhuo Feng is the first to reach the top of the mountain, so he is the senior brother. Changyang is before you, so Changyang is second. You are last, so naturally you will be in line. Third." Han Xin said forcefully, then waved his hand and said: "Okay, this matter has been decided, you don't need to say more, the three of you can go find a place to open a cave on your own, as a place for practice for the three of you. , come here early tomorrow morning to meet my master."
"Remember, the location of the cave must not exceed the master's territory." After saying that, Han Xin left without looking at Bai Yu's mournful face.
"Teacher, how could you do this? It's unfair." Bai Yu looked at Han Xin's retreating figure with an aggrieved face, almost crying.
