Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

Taoist Chongming sat at the mountain gate of Chilingxian Sect for a month before leaving.

When Chen Sheng saw him again, his heart skipped a beat. The old man in front of him no longer had the majesty of Master Jin Dan. His hair was withered, his eyes were dull, and he looked like he had run out of oil.

I can't hold it anymore.

Taoist Chongming's robe was somewhat loose when draped around his body. His body was hunched and he sat slumped down, exuding fatigue and weakness from the inside out.

Ancestor...

Chen Shengcheng shouted sincerely, knowing that the time for this patriarch was approaching, so he stopped talking nonsense and said, But what do you have to explain?

Although he and Taoist Chongming had only known each other for a short time, he admired him for his character.

We must uphold the orthodoxy of Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

When Taoist Chongming said this, he was extremely firm. Even though his eyes were dim, the fiery meaning he projected was moving.

I'll keep it!

Chen Sheng assured.

After I pass away, don't make any noise. I just need to enshrine a tablet in the Patriarch's Hall to prove that I have been here.

Hearing this answer, he was determined, and a look of tranquility appeared on his face, but he also let go of his obsession, and his swaying life quickly dimmed.

Grandmaster, the Guangxiu Immortal Sect will definitely prosper like the sun.

Chen Sheng naturally understood that Taoist Chongming kept his mourning secret in order to give people the impression that he was still there. One sect and two masters were as stable as a mountain, but the loss of one person caused many changes, especially among the major masters. It is very unfavorable for the situation that Guangxiu is vaguely targeting.

Chen Sheng felt uncomfortable receiving such an offer, but he did not reject it in the end. He just promised repeatedly that he would protect the Guangxiu Immortal Sect's everlasting prosperity.

good……

Taoist Chongming smiled with joy, and immediately sat down on the spot. In order to remain hidden, he dispersed his figure. A golden elixir rolled to the ground. When the wind blew, it turned into a ball of heaven and earth vitality, and then dispersed completely.

Chen Sheng was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses again. Without saying a word, he took a piece of sandalwood, carved it into a stele, and wrote Taoist Chongming.

…

The Patriarch's Hall.

On the spiritual platform, there are tablets enshrined one after another. Chen Sheng followed the instructions of Patriarch Chongming and placed them on the bottom level.

Starting from bottom to top, there are dozens of layers in a row, and more than twenty people are enshrined.

My dear ancestors, my disciple Chen Sheng accepts the responsibility of passing on the tradition. May the Guangxiu Immortal Sect prosper from generation to generation.

Chen Sheng dusted off his sleeves, straightened his clothes, and respectfully lit a stick of incense to honor all the ancestors.

After doing this, the Patriarch's palace suddenly became quiet. He looked around and found that he was alone.

In this era, Guangxiu Immortal Sect has only one Jindan Zhenren. He will support the future of the Immortal Sect and move forward alone.

If the two dogs are here, and we two brothers join forces, there is no need to worry about not being able to overwhelm the enemies.

Chen Sheng thought of Chen Ergou. This brother had stood in this position four hundred years ago. If he was stable and did not damage the foundation, there would be great potential for the two of them to join forces.

However, this is ultimately a false thought.

For a moment, he felt that he was alone and unable to support himself, and because of the death of Taoist Chongming, his mind was shaken. The last bit of inspiration for Huang Quan's fairy song finally manifested, and it was time for his birth.

Rumble...

Chen Sheng flicked his hand, and the Ancestral Master Palace showed its power, and lines spread out across the entire Yiyuan Peak.

The great formation revived, isolating the inner and outer heaven and earth. From then on, no matter how big the movement was, the outside world could not detect it.

Woo...

Chen Sheng picked up a suona in his hand, which was tainted with the breath of golden elixir. It was no longer dark, but had an unspeakable spirituality.

He raised his eyes slightly, as if he saw passing figures one after another. The traces of the past appeared in his heart, and he thought of the tombstones and vivid old friends.

These people have disappeared at this time, the whole world is confused, and there is no one confidant.

With this feeling of loneliness, he blew the suona, which was not loud, but it was extremely sad. There was a sense of distance between heaven and man, and no matter how hard he chased, he could never touch it.

Only by death of body and mind can one be freed and free from endless harm.

He performed it over and over again, the sad Taoist rhyme lingering and gestating, and time passed by like running water.

Outside the Patriarch's Hall, the Outer Sect Competition began and ended. It went back and forth three times and lasted for a year.

Ten years later.

A fairy tune moves the world.

Crash...

Yiyuan Peak is a dead thing, but it contains vitality everywhere, with lush vegetation, even spiritual patterns, and some shiny and spiritual stones.

At this time, under the fairy music of Huangquan, there was a sad sound, the color of the entire mountain was dimmed, the grass and trees withered, and a layer of fine powder was scraped off the rocks. It was really earth-shattering.

What? I'm crying.

Gao Xiu, who was practicing meditation in the cave, fell into a deep state of mind. When he woke up, for some reason, there were crystal tears in the corners of his eyes. He touched his heart, lingering with a hint of sadness. Obviously, nothing happened.

My heart feels empty, remembering the past.

Some old people had a rare dream, in which they saw old relatives and friends. Some of them had forgotten their appearance, but now they became clear.

They got up and sat on the bed, looking slightly dazed, indeed immersed in the past.

…

Jiangyue Ancient Road.

Qin Lin, known as the Guangxiu Tianjiao, traveled around the world, honing his Taoist mind and skills, just to return to the Yuan and Liang Dynasties and change the world.

Of course, he still has feelings for Guangxiu Immortal Sect, and that senior has given him enough help.

come out!

Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong, stopped, looked around, and shouted, which contained the power to destroy evil.

Alert enough.

The void swayed slightly, and a group of monks appeared in the woods. They were dressed in different clothes and had all kinds of strange charms. They obviously did not come from a famous sect.

The leader was a middle-aged man, called Zhang Cheng, and three fellow Taoists gathered together a group of monks, roaring all over the place, with great power.

You're so brave, even I dare to touch you.

Qin Lin looked very calm. He had experienced many dangers over the years and was no longer the down-and-out boy who fled to the border areas. His state of mind and skills were top-notch.

Rumble...

In response to him, the ground shook, and a large formation floated into the sky, covering the sky and the surrounding areas, isolating one area.

At the same time, the Qi of the cultivators surged up and locked onto Qin Lin, giving no chance to escape.

A strong dragon cannot overwhelm a local snake. We are well-known on the Jiangyue Ancient Road. If you are interested, hand over the secret key to Gushan.

Zhang Cheng showed a look of determination, a little greed, and fear of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect, which gave Qin Lin a way out.

Secret Key of Lonely Mountain? What is that?

Qin Lin didn't care about this group of opponents, but the so-called secret key made him stunned for a moment and couldn't understand it.

You bought that thing in Songyuan City half a day ago.

Zhang Cheng explained.

This is it.

Qin Lin nodded thoughtfully, turned his hand over, and found a small bell lying on his palm. It was completely black, as if it was made of black iron in the world. The skill was very poor and it was extremely inconspicuous.

As Zhang Cheng said, he got this from a small vendor in Songyuan City half a day ago. At that time, he thought it was a little strange, so he brought it.

Could it be that this trouble came because of the secret key of Gushan?

It seems very reasonable.

It's just that a group that kills people and seizes treasures has extremely good eyesight. They recognized the secret key of Gushan at once, and they planned to wait for it early?

Yes, he will be handed over to me. For the sake of Guangxiu Immortal Sect, I will not give you any trouble.

There was nothing wrong at all on Zhang Cheng's face. His eyes were shining with enthusiasm. He placed it on the little bell and wanted to snatch it away.

Ah!

Qin Lin chuckled all his life. It was funny in some ways, but more importantly, he was arrogant. His reputation as Guangxiu Tianjiao did not come from his bloodline. It also went through many tests. Chen Sheng nodded and punched and kicked him. from.

So, if you threaten him, will he give in?

boom

Qin Lin rushed towards him, but a Qi Refining Realm Dzogchen monk who was blocking the way didn't even touch his figure, but it immediately exploded and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

The air was covered with a thick layer, and the power that belonged to Tianjiao was spreading powerfully.

Surround him and kill him.

Zhang Cheng dared to cut him off halfway, and it was true. With a movement of his body, his cultivation in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm was fiercely unleashed, and he wielded a big halberd, which was a bit domineering.

He was the first to attack, and the big halberd slashed down, the sky swayed, like a mighty torrent of steel running rampant.

Qin Lin punched, and the sound of beating drums came out from the void, implying the roar of a dragon, manifesting a boundless force, and almost caused the big halberd to fly away.

Some means.

Zhang Cheng originally thought that the prodigy of the Guangxiu Immortal Sect would break his bones with a blow from his halberd if he underestimated the enemy, but it turned out not to be the case. It was the tiger's mouth where he was holding the magic weapon that was so shocked that it cracked open and blood oozed out.

boom

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Lin came forward with force and turned his hand over. He saw a sword, which he slashed straight down. A cold brilliance condensed out, like icebergs and snow, icy to the bone.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Cheng's three comrades hurried to help. Each one of them used their powerful auras to intertwine and dissolve the cold sword intent.

This man is a formidable enemy, we cannot let him get away.

Zhang Cheng's heart trembled. Qin Lin was fighting on the same level as him and had the advantage. Fortunately, he had a group of comrades and a large number of subordinates who could charge into the battle and bully the smaller ones.

Rumble...

This makes so much sense.

Faced with Qin Lin's power, he realized that the weight of this prodigy was as heavy as a mountain. Enemies of the same level were simply unable to resist, so they had to gather together to encircle and kill him.

In an instant, Zhang Cheng, three monks in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, and a group of masters in the Qi Refining Realm launched a powerful offensive, flooding in from all directions with extreme ferocity.

Anyone else would have thought of death at this time, but Qin Lin did not. The Qi in his body became more and more public, and the light in his eyes was like the movement of the river, the sun and the moon.

He jumped up and moved his hands, revealing traces of various techniques, but none of them were fully formed. Instead, he got all kinds of auras, intertwined and entwined, turned into a big seal, and suppressed it toward the sky and the earth.

boom

When the Dao Seal fell, no one could explain how magical it was. It was like a rare treasure born from heaven and earth, possessing incredible power, breaking the gathering momentum and calming the storm.

What kind of magical method is this? It's too powerful.

Zhang Cheng's face was full of horror. He had seen the secret techniques of various major sects before, but this was the first time he encountered one as powerful as the Daoyi Seal.

In an instant, the offensive, which was enough to kill a monk in the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, was defused.

kill!

The group of cultivators were in awe, but Qin Lin's killing intent remained undiminished. Like a king beast with its claws and fangs exposed, it rolled up the aura that filled the sky and slapped it down with one hand, full of the charm of controlling destiny.

boom

A Foundation Establishment Realm monk was unable to resist. His figure was like a broken jade pillar, full of cracks, and he fell down suddenly.

With the foundation of the Immortal Sect, do you want us to be inferior forever?

Zhang Cheng screamed sharply, with fear in his eyes, but more of a fierceness, and a touch of defiance, saying: I don't believe it.

He didn't believe that Qin Lin was invincible and invincible, as they were both Foundation Establishment monks, while they were just local chickens and tile dogs.

boom

The energy in Zhang Cheng's body was like burning flames, spreading through his body inch by inch, as if covered with a layer of blood armor.

He strode forward like a hellish Shura, his great halberd sweeping across, exuding a forceful intent to tear and crush the people in front of him.

Qin Lin's expression was indifferent, and he made a seal on his hand. His whole body was filled with cold brilliance, like a young god, judging the enemies who offended the divine power.

puff

When the seal fell, Zhang Cheng was defeated. The halberd in his hand fell out of his hand, his tall body staggered, his chest was mostly dented, and his life was cut off.

He wanted to say something, but as soon as he moved his mouth, he lost consciousness and fell to the battlefield.

At the same time, the group of thieves on the Jiangyue Ancient Road immediately dispersed like birds and beasts, full of hesitation, fearing that they would end up like this if they ran too slowly.

The fact is, these people have all failed.

Qin Lin fully understood the principle of killing everyone, so he directly seized control of the formation here and sealed off the surrounding areas, making it impossible for the thieves to escape and had to fight to the death.

Finally, the formation dispersed, and he walked out, followed by corpses. The ground was red and glowing with blood.

Qin Lin didn't take this battle seriously. Since his debut, he has had many amazing achievements. His main opponents are the geniuses and elders of the major immortal sects.

only……

A quarter of an hour later.

Qin Lin stopped and glanced at Jiangyue Ancient Road. The vague feeling of being spied on still did not dissipate.

Still wrong?

He felt weird and uneasy, so he put his hand on the secret key of Gushan, feeling that there was some inexplicable guidance.

He came from the Yuan and Liang Dynasties, and he knew that the kind of people who sit high in the clouds can make terrible plans and often eliminate hidden dangers silently.

Is this secret key of Gushan guiding his chess piece forward?

Originally, he wanted to continue practicing all the way, but now he changed his mind and rushed back to Guangxiu Immortal Sect.

What he feared most about the sudden change of path was someone's intervention, but until he returned to the hinterland of the mountain gate, it was still calm.

This made him uncertain.

Has the Patriarch not left seclusion yet?

No matter what, Qin Lin stopped making random guesses. He had a sense of honor and came to Yiyuan Peak to ask the ancestor for advice.

However, on the Yiyuan Peak, the clouds are deep and the fog is locked, cutting off the inside and outside, and there seems to be no choice.