Chapter 143: Battle of Hundred Clans(1/2)
The Jiang family has an ancient heritage, and its strength has grown rapidly.
And among them, if they can really get the inheritance, they will naturally become the mainstay after they rise.
in this way.
Time passed quickly.
Tomorrow is the day when the secret realm opens.
The whole world seemed to be slowly boiling.
Every time a secret realm is opened, it is a grand event.
According to rumors, the secret realm is an ancient battlefield.
This statement has been affirmed by many people, but no one can say whether it is true or not.
I only know that there is endless inheritance inside, and after the Holy Lands discovered it, they controlled it with their powerful power.
There is no so-called fairness in this world, and there are not many places in the Holy Lands. Although there is no limit on the number of people inside, there are agreements among many Holy Lands.
They found the way they were best at, using power to eliminate dissidents.
Wanbao Chamber of Commerce is considered a good Holy Land force.
However, because development started late, even though there are places for secret realms, there are not many.
This is not because many holy places are suppressing them, but it is an established convention.
Although the things inside are visible and not many, if one more person enters, there will be more competition.
No one wants to give away their things to others, even if they have a cooperative relationship with them.
Jiang Lian also changed into purple-gold clothes and walked out holding the Zixiao Sword.
Although he is no longer required to preside over big and small affairs, it is obvious that matters in the secret realm cannot be careless.
Judging from the plot, after Shen Qiong entered the secret realm, the secret realm became extremely dangerous.
The protagonist represents boundless trouble.
This was something he had expected.
But the plot is already like this, no matter whether Shen Qiong will appear there or not, nothing will change.
It is impossible for him to cause trouble for his disciples because of this.
It can only be arranged, but he doesn't know whether it will be useful or not.
Opening the door of Zixiao Palace, everyone inside came out.
Jing Qiong, Big White Cat, and Du Yun.
These three people have been living here during this period.
They study their cultivation matters, and even Jiang Lian can occasionally give some advice.
But he was just telling them what he knew. He was not omnipotent, nor was he the kind of person who could master both demons and demons.
Breathing in the rich spiritual energy outside, Jing Qiong smiled and said, "During this period, I have learned the Zixiao Sword Art again. As for its power, I still need to verify it."
"When you get inside, you will have a chance to verify it. You can go out with the Zixiao Sword." Jiang Lian pondered for a moment and said.
Jing Qiong shook her head slightly, "The Zixiao Sword is the sect's most precious treasure. It would be bad if a disciple encounters an accident or is trapped somewhere and loses the Zixiao Sword."
"The long sword has a spirit, and it has its own destiny in heaven and earth. If it is really lost somewhere, it means that its luck is not enough." Jiang Lian smiled and said, "You can use it. If you really can't get it back, I will
I won’t blame you.”
Jing Qiong was silent for a moment, but finally took it and put it in the storage space.
"Disciple will never disgrace the reputation of the long sword!" Jing Qiong said solemnly.
"The reputation of Zixiao Sword was gained by our ancestors. Your reputation as Zixiao Sword Immortal is your own." Jiang Lian said, "You don't have to stick to this."
"What's the name?" Jing Qiong chuckled and shook his head, "It's all those fellow Taoists who screamed randomly."
"That's enough." Jiang Lian walked outside, followed by two people and a cat, "Let's go, I'm also looking forward to seeing Yan Lingxiu's arrival."
"Master, what do you think of Shen Qiong?" Jing Qiong said casually from the side.
"He." Jiang Lian thought for a while and said, "A dragon or a phoenix among men is not a thing in a pond. If you are thoughtful, you can take him under your wing."
Um.
Jing Qiong is lucky enough and is not afraid of the protagonist's halo.
If this were not the case, he would not hand over the Zixiao Sword to him with confidence.
Although the theory of luck is illusory, many people believe it.
For Jiang Lian, who has the system and can see the luck value, he is even more convinced.
For those with great luck, although their practice cannot be said to be like divine help, they can always turn dead trees into spring and turn disasters into good fortunes.
There is only so much luck between the whole world, and if it is divided evenly, it is not enough. Therefore, there are always some people with great luck, and there are always some people, even if they have superb cultivation and powerful spells, they will still be in the gutter. Capsize.
There is no doubt that Jing Qiong is a lucky person.
The talent is extremely powerful, and the luck is sufficient. This is the capital that will enable him to become the most powerful person in the world in countless years.
Jiang Lian remained calm and looked at Jing Qiong.
Jing Qiong was also thinking.
"Meow, I think it would be a good choice to accept him as a disciple, but maybe they won't pay attention to you." The big white cat said with a smile, "I can feel that there seems to be a faintly powerful aura around him. exist."
"Aura?" Jing Qiong looked at Bai Zun in surprise, "Are you serious?"
"Yes, Meow's sense is not wrong. The sense of the demon clan is a hundred times stronger than that of your human race. Meow can feel even a trace of residual thoughts." The big white cat said firmly.
"That's it." Jing Qiong nodded and said no more.
He really wanted to take Shen Qiong as his successor. After all, Shen Qiong's talent was obvious to all. It was just because of his identity and Jiang Lian's attitude that no one took him under his wing.
But he is different.
Shen Qiong is originally in Zixiao Peak. As the leader of Zixiao Peak, it is reasonable for him to accept it.
Now it seems that if Shen Qiong already had an expert to guide him, there would be no need for him to wade through this muddy water.
In fact, even if you become a disciple, it is still not much different from before.
We will only make more plans for the allocation of some special resources, but that's all.
It won't be of much help to him.
Then Jing Qiong said, "In that case, let him and Elder Chuan Gong learn it first. Anyway, with his understanding and the immortal skills given by his master, he no longer needs to be a disciple."
Jiang Lian nodded, but he didn't hesitate.
From beginning to end, there is no big difference for the sect with Shen Qiong and without him.
As for what happens after it grows up.
Who can say what will happen next?
Shen Qiong probably never dreamed that the stumbling block on his road to success would be the desolate old man left to him by his father.
We arrived outside the main hall.
Jiang Lian walked in calmly.
"Find all the thirty people who entered the secret realm." Jiang Lian said.
Inside, Chen Xu was drinking tea. At this moment, he also stood up and said, "Disciple, let's do it now!"
Jiang Lian nodded slightly, and Shen Xu and Jing Qiong walked out.
He walked over and sat at the main seat, pouring himself a cup of Shen Xu's tea.
The big white cat squatted on Jiang Lian's lap and said, "Pour me a drink."
"Okay." Jiang Lian nodded and smiled.
He poured another glass and placed it in another direction.
The big white cat jumped up and sat on the armrest of another chair, sticking out its pink tongue and constantly licking the tea in the teacup.
Du Yun stood aside and said nothing.
They came quickly.
The first people to come in were a few top-level figures.
Zhu Nanyou and the others just arrived here, and they stepped forward to salute, "Master."
"Sit down." Jiang Lian said with a smile, "No need to be polite."
"Yes." Everyone bowed their hands slightly and then sat down.
Most of the nine leaders, plus their respective mountain sect disciples, are above the Nascent Soul stage, and a few are at the peak of the Golden Core.
These disciples did not sit down. After they arrived, they stood behind the first seats of each peak.
To be continued...