The moment Zhang Zong fell, thunderous applause rang out again from all over the mountains and plains.

The elixir controlled by Liu Xia suddenly ignited with a blazing golden light, like a sun suspended in front of him, making it difficult to open one's eyes.

This was the final stage of alchemy. No one expected that Liu Xia would be so domineering and activate his spiritual power to directly burn the elixir body.

Today, their horizons have been opened. They usually watch Onmyoji refining pills and are very cautious.

However, Liu Xia's alchemy is indeed a powerful golden sword, which makes people feel excited and excited.[

In particular, the entire alchemy process is completely transparent, which is a feast for the eyes, and at the same time, people are amazed by his miracles.

Every step Liu Xia takes is majestic and powerful, making people feel extremely satisfied.

Such alchemy was something they had never seen or heard of before. The people watching the battle in the audience applauded louder and louder.

Many people slap their hands so much that they become numb, but they don't even know it.

More onmyojis, with tears streaming down their faces, couldn't help but worship, and knelt on the ground on the spot, kowtowing towards the high platform.

The crowd was in high spirits, hysterically shouting the name of the Alchemy God and worshiping him.

This is their pride, because Longdu has an additional Tianwen-level Onmyoji.

At this moment, the Tianji Dynasty has two Tianwen-level Onmyojis, which is very rare in history.

At the end of the square, there were also crowds of people on the rooftops, which was very lively.

Everyone was infected by this atmosphere and seemed to be in agitated mood.

However, among the crowd, an old man in his sixties who was wearing very simple clothes appeared very indifferent.

This old man was inconspicuous at all, wearing a black coat, carrying a bamboo building behind his back, and the cloth shoes on his feet were still stained with mud.

He looks like a servant in a deep mansion.

The old man nodded slightly with satisfaction, as if Liu Xia in the square was particularly appreciative of it.

At this time, a young man in his thirties next to him came over respectfully and said: "Master, it's time to go back."

"Well, let's go, this guy is pretty good. Very good."

After saying that, the old man stood up and disappeared in an instant.

The young man also looked back at Liu Xia at this moment, with a glimmer of envy in his eyes, and then disappeared.

This was just a small episode in the square and did not attract anyone's attention.[

Liu Xia was on the high platform, and the suspended elixir had slowly dissipated its light.

When the light completely disappeared, what was suspended in the mid-air was a pill the size of a date stone, emitting a faint blue light.

As soon as Liu Xia stretched out his hand, the elixir slowly fell into Liu Xia's hand.

Immediately, Liu Xia slowly stood up, and the powerful saint's aura disappeared from his body.

The quality of the elixir this time was obviously not as high as last time in the palace.

Even so, it was you who started to snow heavily in the sky.

The emergence of the best elixir will inevitably cause strange phenomena in the world.

This is common sense.

Liu Xia helped the unconscious Zhang Zong up, closed his eyes, and used his wrist to draw out the alien spiritual power.

Zhang Zong immediately groaned and slowly opened his eyes.

Liu Xia sat in front of him, waited for Zhang Zong to struggle, and then threw the pill in front of him.

After Zhang Zong took the elixir, his hands were shaking non-stop, and then he looked up at Liu Xia, his eyes full of admiration.

"Zhang Zong, are you going to admit defeat?"

Liu Xia asked calmly.

Zhang Zong touched the perfect elixir, his lips trembled, and he nodded slightly, acknowledging it.

Immediately, thunderous applause erupted in the square again.

The resentment that had been suppressed in the heart of Longdu Onmyoji finally came out at this moment.

Liu Xia waved his hand, indicating that the surroundings were silent.

In the square, the sounds gradually subsided again.

At this moment, Zhang Zong's face was pale, his lips were no longer the color of a doctor's, and his hair was messy and fluffy. Is there still that arrogant look?

"I admit defeat. I will kill or scrape you. I, Zhang Zong, will never frown."

Zhang Zong took a deep breath and said.[

In today's battle, he was completely defeated. The reputation and wealth he had worked hard for in Longdu for so many years were probably all in vain.

Moreover, he had heard that Liu Xia was cruel and unscrupulous in dealing with his enemies.

I know that if it falls into his hands, it will not end well.

"Zhang Zong, until now, you still don't know where you went wrong. I failed you today not because I wanted to kill you, but because I wanted to tell you a truth."

Liu Xia stood up, turned his back to Zhang Zong and said.

"What?"

"The way of yin and yang is originally to benefit all people in the world. If there is no suffering, no people, and no compassion in your heart, your achievements are destined to stay at the present. Because reality has blinded your eyes, and interests have obscured your eyes.

broke your heart.you stopped

You have stopped exploring, and you are afraid of failure. It is not easy for you to reach where you are today. Think about your dreams back then, think about your bold words in those years! Think about my words carefully, maybe one day you will become

A great onmyoji."

At this moment, it was not Liu Xia who spoke, but Ao Cangqiong.

Not all spiritual practitioners can become masters at the Grand Master level, and not all Grand Masters can become Onmyoji at the pinnacle of Master level.

Ao Cangqiong obviously felt sorry for Zhang Zong's difficulties, so he said these words.

Zhang Zong, who was sitting there, felt unwilling even though he had lost.

After all, what he lost was the result of his lifelong struggle.

However, when he heard these words, Zhang Zong suddenly stood there as if he was in a daze.

His dream is to become a Tianwen-level onmyoji like Mr. Longdu Duan. This is probably the ambition that all young people set when they first become onmyojis.

However, time flies and life is fleeting.

When he arrived in Longdu, he was ready to follow in Master Duan's footsteps and show off his skills. However, life was not an easy road.

He had no family background and was not willing to serve in the sect. It didn't take long before he fell far behind others.

After all, Onmyoji is a costly profession.

Without strong financial backing, it is difficult to succeed.

As a result, he began to grab money crazily, and finally became someone else's pawn step by step. The heroic words of the past were replaced by a luxurious life.

Those dreams that have always been lingering in his heart have long been forgotten in his mind.

However, the greed of people has suppressed the entire Onmyoji industry in Longdu.

At this moment, he seemed to remember the day he first arrived in Longdu.

Wearing a plain robe and carrying a basket on his back, he looked at the majestic and vast Longdu City and made bold words.

That young man with eyes full of hope, that young man filled with anger and ambition.

Scenes from the past years emerged one after another, giving Zhang Zong a myriad of emotions at this moment.

Yes, he was afraid of failure, afraid of failure.

So, I stopped.

At this moment, Zhang Zong looked himself up and down, and a hint of ridicule appeared on his lips.

The family is rich and has many wives and concubines.

But I always wake up in the middle of the night from my nightmares.

Thousands of people admire him, covering the sky with his hands, but he always sleeps through the night.

You no longer have the freedom and confidence you had before, and you no longer have dreams and hopes.

Fa Cheng is a Tianwen-level Onmyoji. When he dies, he will leave this world with regrets.

This is not the life he wants.

At this time, Zhang Zong made a move that made everyone stunned.

I saw him tidying up his clothes and Lingyuan's long hair, slowly standing up, kneeling respectfully behind Liu Xia, and bowing his head as if he were worshiping.

"Your Majesty, I, Zhang Zong, am willing to accept you as my teacher. Please accept me, Your Majesty."

Zhang Zong knelt there, sobbing.
To be continued...