Mortal Ascension Record

Within the territory of Daozong, the top of Muxuan Peak.

It was still the quiet and elegant bamboo forest, but this time Mi Qianshang did not play the piano, but closed his eyes slightly as if thinking about something.

Not far away, Fairy Yun Xin still had a slightly annoyed look on her face, as if she was a little unhappy.

After a long time, Mi Qianshang suddenly opened his eyes, and said with a bright light in his eyes:

"Are you sure you saw it correctly? Is it really that thing?"

Hearing this, Fairy Yun Xin immediately reacted and said in a determined tone:

"This is absolutely true. I have also practiced Zhenzong Cultivation Technique, so there is absolutely no possibility of seeing it wrong! Besides, you are also watching the battle with the power of spiritual consciousness, so you should be aware of it!"

Mi Qianshang couldn't help but nodded when he heard this, and said with a hint of exclamation:

"My father naturally noticed the clues, but I'm just a little unsure! I didn't expect that the long-lost treasure of our sect would actually reappear in the light of day. It seems that that boy must have a space spiritual root!"

When Fairy Yun Xin heard this, a look of jealousy suddenly appeared on her face, and she said rather sourly:

"Hmph~! Even the sect masters of all generations have failed to refine the exotic treasure, but that shameless monster has made it out. This is really an advantage for him! Now that he has such a killer weapon in his hand, his strength must be no longer inferior to mine. "

"With that shameless demonic virtue, I'm afraid you won't even take me as the master in the eyes in the future!"

After hearing this, Mi Qianshang shook his head and smiled bitterly:

"You girl, you must know that each person has his or her own fate, and the magic weapon of destiny is not just about pursuing power. Only the one that suits you is the best!

Besides, although your "glazed heart-locking ring" is not as powerful as the "Annihilation Blade of Disillusionment" in terms of attack power, it is more flexible and can combine attack and defense. If used properly, it may not be that bad! "

Although she knew that these words were words of comfort, Fairy Yun Xin's expression softened a lot.

But soon she seemed to remember something again, and couldn't help but said with a worried look on her face:

"Dad, after all, that shameless demon has just started, so if we just help him ascend to the position of peak master, I'm afraid it's hard to convince everyone!

What's more, although that kid Jin Zhengyang is a bit arrogant, he is still a good young man and is loyal to our Taoist sect. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to just let him go like this? "

After hearing this, Mi Qianshang's face was indifferent, and his tone contained a deeper meaning:

"Why are you panicking? If that kid can't even control this scene, how can he lead the elite forces of Dao Sect in the future? How can he carry forward Jinxuan Peak?"

Seeing how confident Mi Qianshang was, Fairy Yun Xin suddenly looked suspicious, as if she was hesitant to speak.

But at this moment, Mi Qianshang spoke again, his eyes were extremely far-reaching, and he said without any doubt:

"From now on, you should try your best to decentralize the sect's secular affairs, spend more time in retreat and practice, and make full preparations for Ning Ying! After that incident, if everything goes well, our sect will make big moves!"

As soon as these words came out, Fairy Yun Xin was slightly startled, apparently thinking of something secretly.

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As time passed slowly, more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

Late that night, on the top of Jinxuan Peak, on the edge of a cliff shrouded in clouds and with a wide view, Jin Zhengyang, whose eyes were slightly dull, was drinking a pot of strong wine in his hand.

From his slightly haggard and downcast appearance, it was easy to tell that he was not living a good life during this period, and he was not at all as free and easy as he was at the end of the competition that day.

After all, his status plummeted, he was defeated by three moves in front of everyone, and he completely became the laughing stock of the entire Dao Sect. The huge gap caused by this kind of blow is not something that anyone can easily bear.

At least Jin Zhengyang, who has always been proud and arrogant, is already on the verge of losing his Taoist heart. Every day he drank to drown his sorrows and wasted his time, and his whole body became depressed.

And this state has lasted for more than ten days.

Su Miaoge, who was standing in the wind not far away, was also anxious in his heart.

Since the two met each other, this was the first time she had seen Jin Zhengyang in such a state of desolation.

But for some unknown reason, Su Miaoge, who had always been wise and gentle, did not have any intention of persuading him. Instead, he chose to stay silent and stay by his side quietly.

Suddenly, the breeze blew up the yellowing leaves. Although the scene was silent, it was quite desolate.

At this moment, a bright escaping light flew not far away and suddenly landed on the edge of the cliff.

Although the visitor was dressed in a gorgeous gold robe, he had a unique aura of being out of the world. He was undoubtedly Qin Tian who happened to be out of seclusion.

Seeing this situation, Su Miaoge couldn't help but flash a glimmer of light in his eyes, and then he thought of something. After nodding slightly, he turned into a escaping light and quietly walked away.

Perhaps he noticed the movement, but Jin Zhengyang, who had been silent for a long time, couldn't help but frown slightly, and then said without looking back:

"Master Qin came to visit late at night. Could it be that he regretted it? If so, Mr. Jin will die, so just take it!"

Although Jin Zhengyang seemed to be respectful when he spoke, his tone had an air of indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away, as if he didn't care about life and death.

After hearing this, Qin Tian shook his head and laughed, and asked with a hint of sarcasm:

"Repent? Why regret? Mr. Qin has always been true to his word, how can he say that he regrets? But since you think you are going to die, why don't you just end it on your own, and instead live here in depression? Could it be that you, Jin Zhengyang, Are you also afraid of death?"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Jin Zhengyang's face suddenly turned ugly, and his originally dull eyes also showed a hint of anger. He couldn't help but quickly stood up and shouted:

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated! Mr. Qin, if you came here today to take the opportunity to humiliate me, you don't have to! I, Mr. Jin, would rather die than live in this world!"

Before he finished speaking, Jin Zhengyang's aura suddenly erupted, as if he was preparing for a life-or-death fight.

However, seeing this situation, Qin Tian sighed leisurely:

"Oh? It seems that Junior Brother Jin is not a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. If this is the case, does it mean that he still has obsessions in his heart?"

"You can't let go of the war hall that you started with your own hands, and you can't let go of your original grand ambitions. I wonder if Qin is right?"

As soon as these words came out, Jin Zhengyang's face suddenly changed slightly, and it was obvious that what he said touched the pain in his heart.

But he, who had always been arrogant and arrogant, quickly reacted, so he quickly turned around and said with a normal expression;

"Winning or losing, there is nothing I can't let go of. From now on, the war hall affairs have nothing to do with me!"

Hearing this, Qin Tian couldn't help but have a look of regret on his face, and said with a hint of sigh:

"Really? That's a pity! After thousands of years, I finally recovered my inheritance. Seeing the rise of the Dao Zong Battle Hall, it is just around the corner to restore its former glory. However, the master of the Battle Hall chose to retire here. This is terrible It’s really a pity!”

Hearing this, Jin Zhengyang could not help but feel a trace of sadness deep in his eyes, but on the surface he still looked proud and proud, and said in a rather unruly tone:

"A defeat is a defeat, a loss is a loss, there is nothing to be sorry for! I, Jin Zhengyang, would rather stop at this point in my cultivation than succumb to others and be manipulated!"

Seeing this situation, Qin Tian no longer said anything unnecessary, but suddenly waved his hand and struck out a jade slip, then turned around and left slowly.