I can fish for anything

Chapter 112
puff!
At this moment, Feng Qingyang was spitting out blood, like a shell that had just been fired, and flew away quickly.

In the next second, it directly hit the pillar on the left side of the Zongmen Hall.

By the time it falls, people are already dead.

Jiang Zhihao's kick stimulated his spiritual energy, directly broke his ribs, and the ribs pierced his lungs.

In fact, at this time, anyone with a little cultivation could easily kill Feng Qingyang.

Because at this moment, there was no trace of aura in his body.

Without aura, no matter how high the cultivation base is, he is still the same as ordinary people.

In the entire Lingyun Sect, a needle can be heard falling!

The patriarch of Qing Lingzong, Feng Qingyang, a master in the late stage of his peak, just died!

After an unknown amount of time, Zhang Ying stepped forward first, with a high-pitched voice:

"Feng Qingyang deserves to die. Qinglingzong and Lingyunzong have a century-old friendship. Now Sect Master Jiang helps us kill Feng Qingyang, a scum. For us Qinglingzong, it can be said to be a good deed and a great achievement!
That being the case, why don't we let Sect Master Jiang take over the Qingling Sect, Sect Master Jiang is young and promising, benevolent and righteous, I believe that under his leadership, our Qingling Sect will get better and better! "

Zhang Ying's words made everyone at a loss.

Jiang Zhihao takes over as suzerain?
For the disciples of the Qing Lingzong, they neither opposed nor supported it, they just felt that it was too unexpected.

Gao Yang's eyes lit up, then he knelt down on the ground and shouted: "My subordinates pay homage to the suzerain!"

Zhang Ying also knelt on the ground at the right time: "This subordinate pays homage to the Sovereign!"

Then came the two elders, Qian and Sun.

No matter which sect, when the new suzerain takes over the sect, no matter whether it is an elder or a disciple of the sect, they must bow down to him.

This is the rule of all sects in China.

Huang Zhongtian didn't bow down, because he had already quit Qing Lingzong.

He just cupped his fists to congratulate Jiang Zhihao.

Those disciples of the Qing Lingzong didn't hesitate anymore when they saw several elders kneel down.

So nearly a hundred people began to bow down: "My subordinates pay homage to the suzerain!"

The sound is neat and mighty!

Finally, it was the voice of Ling Yunzong's disciple: "Congratulations, suzerain master, for taking charge of Qinglingzong!"

The person involved, Jiang Zhihao, was dumbfounded, and even wanted to laugh.

I was just protecting myself, how could I become the suzerain of Qing Lingzong?
He rubbed his cheeks speechlessly: "Elder Qian, Elder Sun, Elder Zhang, and Elder Huang, get up quickly, the suzerain of the Qing Lingzong can choose one of the four of you. In the provincial capital, I am involved in important matters in Jiangbei, so there are countless clones!"

"Sovereign, you have helped the Qingling Sect get rid of Feng Qingyang's sect cancer, and you have contributed a lot. It is only natural for you to take over the position of suzerain, so don't delay!"

"Yes, suzerain, you are chivalrous and courageous, and your righteousness is beyond the sky, the position of suzerain belongs to you!"

The two elders Qian and Sun said separately.

Fifteen or sixteen-year-old Gao Yang, with his childish face still on his face, also said: "You just agree quickly, I'm not convinced when someone else is the suzerain!"

Jiang Zhihao smiled wryly: "But I never thought about being the suzerain. If you don't believe me, you can ask Lu Feng. Although I am in charge of the Lingyun sect now, I will leave everything to him. I am dealing with the Lingyun sect now. Don't ask!"

"No problem, suzerain, you can also manage the Qing Lingzong in the same way. I, Elder Qian and Elder Sun, will definitely manage the sect in an orderly manner."

Jiang Zhihao was speechless: "Does it have to be like this?"

"This is God's will, so don't refuse!"

"Then, that's fine." Jiang Zhihao smiled, and reluctantly agreed: "Get up!"

Seeing everyone standing up, Jiang Zhihao's calm expression suddenly changed.

He has his hands behind his back, like a general giving orders:

"Listen, everyone, clean up the venue. There must be no trace of blood on the ground, and there must be no smell of blood in the air. Also, after a great battle just now, no matter whether it is the injured disciples of Qinglingzong or Lingyunzong, all People line up, Qinglingzong is in front, Lingyunzong is behind, I will heal your wounds!"

"Thank you Sect Master!"

Those disciples who were not injured started to clean up the battlefield, while the injured disciples lined up in a long line.

Jiang Zhihao was sitting in the middle of the hall, in front of him was an antique Eight Immortals table, and on top of the Eight Immortals table was the needle spectrum of the Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate.

The acupuncture manual has been opened, and thirteen silver needles are inserted there. Every injured disciple will look at it curiously.

"What's your name?" Jiang Zhihao asked an injured disciple of Ling Yunzong.

"Report to the suzerain, my name is Liu Yue!" The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his early forties.

He has a square face and a crew cut, with beards all over his face.

Jiang Zhihao nodded, then took out the silver needles, flipped his wrist, and all ten silver needles were ready to be inserted into the acupuncture points.

Then, Jiang Zhihao stimulated his spiritual energy.

Under the effect of spiritual energy, the ten silver needles rotated rapidly.

At first, this Qing Lingzong disciple named Liu Yue didn't have any hope for the new suzerain's medical skills.

However, he was besieged by three disciples of Ling Yunzong, and he was stabbed in the back, bleeding profusely, and the wound was deep enough to touch the bone.

This is a skin trauma and needs stitches.

What is the use of acupuncture and moxibustion?
But with the silver needles, traces of aura were instilled into his body, he could actually feel that the burning wound seemed to be healing!
This surprised and delighted Liu Yue, the new suzerain is also a god!
When the silver needle was removed, Liu Yue didn't even feel any pain except for some itching in his back.

He tried to touch the wound on his back, thinking that he touched the wrong place, but the deep and palpable wound was as good as ever!

"Thank you suzerain!" At this moment, Liu Yue admired Jiang Zhihao completely.

This is not over yet, Jiang Zhihao also took out the Lingzhu, allowing him to be directly promoted from the Mahayana realm to the Grandmaster realm.

Regardless of whether it is Qinglingzong or Lingyunzong, all disciples have improved their cultivation.

But it can only be raised by one level, because their realm is not good, and the aura emitted by the Lingzhu is many times purer than the aura they get in the air through breathing.

If you are eager for success, it is impossible to absorb a lot of spiritual energy from the Lingzhu, directly promote to the peak or refine the gods from the Mahayana.

Because the dantian couldn't bear the impact of this thick and pure spiritual energy at all, the light ones would be seriously injured, and the severe ones would explode themselves.

In layman's terms, it is obsession.

Moreover, the journey of cultivation requires steady and steady development, just like building a house.

If you want to build a two-story building, you must first open the foundation, then the first floor, and finally build the second floor on the foundation of the first floor.

But then again, Jiang Zhihao was an exception to this point.

For example, from the middle stage of the Mahayana realm, he directly promoted to the middle stage of the Grandmaster realm...

(End of this chapter)