Under One Person: I am alone, reviving the Tang Sect

Chapter 632 There Will Always Be Someone to Follow? I Want to Be That Person!
"Hahahaha, don't be nervous."

Tang Miaoxing sat cross-legged for a while, then stood up again. The surrounding area was covered with mud that had been stained black and red by blood.

He was begging for death just a moment ago, but now, apart from his tattered clothes and haggard face, there was no sign of any serious injury.

He even stretched his muscles in front of Feng Qin.

"If I didn't have this technique, I would be seeking death if I practiced Dan Shi."

Kaka twisted his neck twice, "After learning the Six Treasury Immortal Thief, Dan Shi really is not a threat at all. I understand what you mean."

Tang Miaoxing looked at Feng Qin and said, "You are right. If this technique is used properly, even if the entire Tang Sect practices Dan Shi, their lives will not be in danger."

Feng Qin still didn't say anything, because... to achieve this, he would have to pay a price.

That is Tang Miaoxing, who needs to constantly try new ideas, just like he was tortured to death just now.

This process was so painful that it made one want to die. Even if Tang Miaoxing gave up, Feng Qin would not say a word of rejection.

Anyone who has experienced Dan Shi understands how terrifying it is.

Surprisingly, Tang Miaoxing just patted the mud off his clothes and said casually:

"Leave this matter to Zhang Wang and me. Before your Wu Kui Conference begins, maybe I will find the way to Dan Shi."

The previous life-and-death experience left him with an indelible shadow, but it also allowed him to see a better Tang Sect.

Even if Wu Kui doesn't get up, that doesn't matter. After everyone learns Dan Shi, it may not be impossible to dig out a path by force!

"Let's go out together."

Tang Miaoxing put one hand on Feng Qin's shoulder, looked at Xu Xin who had been silent for a long time, and said frankly:

"Xu Xin, I, Tang Miaoxing, am not as good as you, but you are not as good as this kid either. The Tang Sect doesn't need a bunch of old guys like us - and then stood up!"

"Ok, I know."

Watching Tang Miaoxing leave triumphantly, Xu Xin gradually clenched his hands.

"Miao Xing...I am not as good as you."

When he saw the Six Treasury Immortal Thieves, he had already guessed what Feng Qin and Tang Miaoxing were thinking.

Use one person's pain to seek a path that is in line with the times and can allow future generations to inherit Danshi.

The best candidate for this person is Xu Xin.

Firstly, he is not the head of the sect, and secondly, he deserves to die. Even if he goes crazy in the future, killing him will not affect the development of the Tang Sect.

But... I'm scared.

These two words were like a pair of invisible hands, strangling his throat tightly, making it impossible for him to "compete for credit" with Tang Miaoxing.

As someone who had also learned Dan Shi, he knew too well how miserable the rest of one's life would be once one had learned Liuku Xianzei and Dan Shi.

But Tang Miaoxing, even though he knew the outcome, was still able to remain so calm and relaxed. No matter if he was pretending or not, Xu Xin could not compare to him!

"I never thought I would still be afraid of something at my age."

Xu Xin gazed bitterly at the spirit tablets of past leaders, and suddenly wondered whether he would be qualified to have his spirit tablet placed in a prominent position after his death.

Maybe he should have, but he missed the chance.

……

"Xu Xin must be in a lot of pain right now, and he's probably crying."

Tang Miaoxing walked from Tangzhong to his dormitory. During the journey, he not only became extremely optimistic, but also started to tease others. "You always think about how miserable my future will be, but you forget that this is the future I want!"

Tang Miaoxing took off his dirty and smelly clothes, put on new clothes without avoiding Feng Qin, and said proudly:
"As the head of the sect, what I want most in my life is Danxi and for Danxi to be passed down. Now these two steps must be accomplished by me. Isn't this the future I want?"

"Everyone tells me that there is no need to worry about Danshi being lost, because there will always be successors. Then why can't I, Tang Miaoxing, be that 'successor'?"

He was not pretending to be calm. His expression and the confidence in his voice showed that he was truly looking forward to the upcoming grand event of Tang Sect.

beep

Feng Qin's phone rang, and Tang Miaoxing waved his hand and said, "I'm going to see your master. If you have something urgent, you don't have to come with me."

Laughing loudly towards the sky, Tang Miaoxing pushed Feng Qin aside and walked towards the weapon refining building.

From the back, he doesn't look like a hero who gave his life for the Tang Sect. He looks more like a kid who got a Gundam and is about to go out to show off to his friends.

Feng Qin looked down at his phone and saw the message was from Zhong Jirong.

[I have asked all the sects, and everyone's reactions were all shock and then indifference.]

After a while, another one came:
[Brother, we are in the same boat. Don't tell me that your greatest killer move is a few magical weapons.]

Feng Qin replied mischievously: Yes, it is a magic weapon.

[Stop it! I was planning to replace Hao Yi and become the regional manager. If you can't do this, my road to promotion will be long and difficult! ]

Zhong Jirong had a headache for several days and had hardly slept. When he saw the news, he felt blacking out, shortness of breath, and a feeling of impending sudden death.

Feng Qin didn't continue to tease: Are you sure that you have contacted all the major sects and passed the message on?
[Yes, not to mention all the big sects, the entire alien circle, many individual people know about this, and everyone is waiting to see us make a fool of ourselves.]

In fact, what Feng Qin was watching was a joke of the Tang Clan. Zhong Jirong cleverly used the word "we" to tie him and the Tang Clan together, making Feng Qin feel familiar with them.

After all, if you choose this path, Tangmen is the biggest stepping stone to promotion. No matter how difficult it is, you have to believe in it to the end.

What people fear the most is being indecisive. Not only will others not believe you, but all your previous efforts will be wasted.

It was also because Zhong Jirong saw through this that Feng Qin was happy to treat him as his own connection in the company rather than Liao Zhong.

[Tell me, brother. You must have a trick, right?]

【right. 】

Feng Qin tapped his fingers quickly, "Notify all the sects that sent the message to come to the Tang Sect and participate in the sightseeing meeting of the magic weapons."

[No, buddy, is it really just a magical weapon? ]

Zhong Jirong slumped in the boss chair, staring at the ceiling with lifeless eyes. He couldn't help but send a voice message directly, trying to convey his despair to Feng Qin through his tone.

"Brother, I'm not kidding you. High-quality magical instruments can only attract experienced weapon refiners. Low-quality and abundant ones can only attract some families that have trained weapon refiners."

"But these sects and families are not the big guys. Who would give a small sect a chance to leap forward just for a few magical instruments, and only once a year?"

Each voice message was sixty seconds long. Zhong Jirong didn't want to do such an impolite thing, but he couldn't help it.

In less than a minute, Feng Qin replied:
"Just do it, it's a very stable thing."

Tell me where it is stable!

Zhong Jirong gritted his teeth and wished he could dig open Feng Qin's brain to see what conspiracy was inside.

I held down the talk button and said dozens of sentences, but finally swiped up to cancel the send and turned it into two words:

【receive. 】

(End of this chapter)