Destiny is ashes

Chapter 748: Warriors’ Greetings (1 words)

In the western part of Chenli, there is the Mingjing Sect.

Completely different from the outside world, translucent ice crystals and snowflakes fall on this land and then melt into water vapor.

As a team of warriors from the Mingjing Sect passed through the sky and shaped the clouds, the dark clouds that originally covered the entire sky turned into a crystal clear mirror, and the snowflakes falling from it turned into crystals that were almost like transparent glass. The heat from the scorching sun in the sky was focused by the cloud mirror, making the land around the Mingjing Sect, which should have been cold, warm like spring.

These methods of changing the world and reshaping the natural weather are naturally for the once-in-a-decade true transmission competition.

As the end of the year approaches, the True Disciples Competition will begin. Many disciples and True Disciples who have been adventuring outside have returned from all over the Northern Frontier and even Beixuanjizhou. The Chenli city clusters and towns and villages surrounding the entire Mingjing Sect are also gradually becoming active.

The ancient sect has ruled this land for a long time and has survived many disasters. In the eyes of the Chenli tribes that have also gone through a long period of time, the Mingjing Sect is the heaven, the god, and the order itself.

Its rise and fall, joy and anger, are the rise and fall, joy and anger of this world, so when the Mingjing Sect announced that another grand ceremony was about to begin, all the people in the land under its jurisdiction also rejoiced eagerly.

True Transmission Competition is not the correct name.

To be precise, it is just an important part of the Mingjing Sect's once-in-ten-year sacrificial ceremony.

During this grand ceremony, the Mingjing Sect will worship the ancestors of all generations, the Emperor of Heaven and Earth, the celestial spirits of the four directions, and the stars in order to obtain the positive energy of heaven and earth from the past, present, and future. They will also open their doors wide to the entire world, recruit disciples who meet the requirements, spread their teachings, and spread the reputation of their own sect.

In the end, Mingjing Sect will also use the power of the sect to plan the weather trends in all directions of Mingjing Sect in the next ten years, avoid extreme droughts, cold disasters, floods, insect plagues and other situations, and establish the legal principles for a peaceful world.

Tell the ancestors, offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, promote education, and establish worldly principles.

Simply put, the Mingjing Sect wants to use this grand ceremony to demonstrate its strength and heritage to the world of heaven and earth: I have been passed down from my ancestors, and my lineage is clear; I worship heaven and earth, and I am a famous family of righteousness; I spread my teachings widely, and my descendants will never die out; I govern the four directions, and the world is peaceful and clear.

This way, one can obtain the illusory "luck" in the dark, or even clearly from the hearts of heaven, earth and people.

The more grand the ceremony is, the more people come, and the more popular it is, the more luck it will have. In other words, the more people are willing to join the Mingjing Sect, the more fearful the enemies of the Mingjing Sect will be, and the more powerful the destiny bestowed by Heaven will become.

The True Transmission Competition is nothing more than a show for the descendants to show their strength to their ancestors, a performance match to be presented to the common people during enrollment, a ceremony to prove that the young True Transmissions are 'as good as their predecessors' and that the current generation of sect leaders 'can train future generations'. In theory, it is not very important.

However, for the general public in Chenli, the only thing they can understand and fully comprehend in the entire festival is this "big arena where fighting is quite good".

Inside the gate of Mingjing Sect, in the old cities at the foot of the Eight Peaks Mountain, the atmosphere before the ceremony has reached its peak. The Mingjing Sect's flags of the sun and moon in the mirror have been hung on several main avenues. Warriors from various halls are repairing and rebuilding the formations in the city, fine-tuning the direction of the ground veins to ensure that during the ceremony, the entire city can reflect a mirage and appear in the 'dome mirror' in the sky.

At that time, the entire Mingjing Sect will be reflected in the sky, in keeping with the auspicious sign of 'mirror reflecting the sky'. When the ceremony begins, the dome mirror reflecting the entire Mingjing Sect will focus the light of the sun on the top of Mingjing Mountain, gathering the 'big sun purple qi' and covering the entire Mingjing Sect, so that all visitors, regardless of gender, age, martial artist or not, can all be nourished, relieved of pain and gain vitality.

Such a grand ceremony that benefits the people as well as everyone (even the local official holidays will not be adjusted) will naturally be welcomed by everyone. Various mirrors are hung at the doors of every household. Children use light mirrors, a kind of light tube made from the leftover scraps of spirit stones, to shine on each other on the streets, simulate magical attacks, and run through the streets and alleys with laughter.

On the roadside, the family members and warriors of the sect members were wearing official ceremonial costumes with black outer layer and white inner layer, discussing the latest major events and news.

"In this True Disciple Competition, the one who will definitely win first place is An Jing. He has a companion divine weapon and has a record of defeating Shenzang. I think he will win if he really meets the previous generation of Shenzang in the arena!"

"Ha, you don't know this, right? An Zhenchuan is now the de facto peak master. He has already competed with other Zhenchuans of the younger generation, and none of them could beat him! In this Zhenchuan competition, he will probably just play an exhibition match. If he really goes on stage, who can compete with Shenming?"

"Yes, Master An Feng is one of the people watching the ceremony on the stage. Judging from the performance of the True Masters and True Lords, this person may be the new master of our Mingjing Sect who will be idle for 5,500 years in the future!"

The Mingjing Sect has had no sect leader since Chengguang Tianjun stepped down and became the Grand Elder. This is because everyone knows that the former sect leader and current Grand Elder is the one who has the final say in the Mingjing Sect. There is no need to have another sect leader unless he also has the qualifications to be a Tianjun. Therefore, for more than 5,000 years, the Mingjing Sect has always had five peaks and six peaks, and later on, the eight peak masters discussed and governed together.

The previous generation's True Lord Xiyi was the one who had the greatest chance of becoming the leader of the Mingjing Sect. Lord Chengguang was also very optimistic about him. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured in his early years and his life span was shortened. Now he has been silent for decades. Perhaps... he has passed away.

"Ugh."

Thinking of this, an old man who had seen the majestic appearance of Xiyi Zhenjun in his past sighed and said, "Zhenjun has been wantonly ostentatious throughout his life. I really hope that his last step will be earth-shattering, rather than leaving in obscurity like this."

Although this may sound impolite, it is actually the greatest blessing and expectation for warriors in the Huaixu Realm. The people around nodded and prayed for Master Xiyi: "God, I hope that Master will live like Master Jing in his life, and rise gloriously and fall brilliantly."

An Jing was favored by all the True Lords and even the sect's ancestor, Chengguang Tianjun. He even surpassed Mingguangchen, whose whereabouts are still unknown. This fact was basically known to the entire sect. So when everyone heard that An Jing would not compete with the younger generation and would only play an exhibition match, apart from feeling regretful, they also felt it was natural.

These ordinary people who cannot understand the overall situation of the mortal world have only seen a few True Lords or True Men fall from birth to death. In their perspective, the Mingjing Sect was like this during their lifetime, and it will naturally be like this after their death.

They did not know that the era they were living in was on the eve of a storm, and that the hundred years they were about to experience would surely be the most turbulent hundred years.

However, it is not unforeseeable for all the people in the world.

There are always some people who can vaguely sense the general trend and know what kind of era they are in.

The mountain gate of Mingjing Sect.

"Oh my god...it turns out that the sect is so powerful..."

On the shoulder of Tagu tribe chief, Takuo Wolf, lies a strange creature, which is not sure whether it is a whale or a penguin. It is black and white, has wings and a long tail.

This creature's surface is covered with black and white feathers. At first glance, it looks like some kind of strange bird, but if you look closely for a while, you can see that these feathers are just camouflage.

A man and a bird stood at the gate of the Mingjing Sect, which was like a mirror in a corridor, and couldn't help but sigh: "This gate alone is higher than the back mountain of our tribe - Xiaoqi, you think so too, right?"

"Chirp!" The little Qi made a cute sound that didn't match its size at all, and fluttered its feet very actively - it was only because the Takuo Wolf was a giant spirit, otherwise an ordinary Dustman would have been knocked to the ground, and it was not impossible that he would have broken some bones.

"Old An's son is so amazing... If we come over here, will we be looked down upon? No, Old An's son is definitely not that vulgar, but if we go over here, we should be stopped, right?"

Although Takulang looks rough, he is actually quite thoughtful. He is not really worried about gains and losses, or afraid that he will not be able to see Anjing after entering the door. He just said it casually and joked with Xiaoqi.

Because he had the token passed on by An Jing and Bai Qinghan, as long as he showed it, Mingjing Sect would notify An Jing.

As for why he came here, it was mainly because of Xiaoqi.

This 'baby dragon' hatched from a dragon egg by An Qianshan grew up very quickly after birth. It didn't eat much food on weekdays, only a little fish and tender leaves, and mostly swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon day and night.

However, when the little Qi grew to three feet long, it was no longer able to absorb and discharge the essence, and the originally plump and bouncy little Qi became visibly thinner.

An Qianshan and Takulang were very worried about this, but they unexpectedly discovered that Xiaoqi would actually hunt those ghosts in the middle of the night, devour their essence, and maintain his own state.

There is no doubt that Xiao Qi's restraint on the ghosts and monsters in the underworld helped the Tagu tribe a lot. Compared with other Chenli tribes who were busy dealing with those monsters, the Tagu tribe even expanded its sphere of influence during this period, obtained a lot of ghost spirit cores, and developed at a faster speed.

However, this obviously has consequences.

An Qianshan knew that Xiao Qi should be the companion of the True Man of Huangyang Sect, left by the black dragon. Although there was no blood relationship between the two images, it was certain that Xiao Qi originated from the dragon egg in the True Man's Taixu magic weapon.

When Xiao Qi is exposed, the people of Huangyang Sect will most likely take him back, and they don't know how to train this magical "baby dragon" - swallowing the essence of ghosts and monsters can only make Xiao Qi "not hungry", but it cannot continue to grow, and Xiao Qi's condition is slowly declining. If the problem is not solved, it may be too weak for ghosts and monsters to capture it in a short time.

Now that things have come to this, I can only ask about An Jing.

An Jing didn't know the specific method. Jin Yanhua and Jiang Ziji were now hiding in Mingjing Sect and couldn't come out to help An Qianshan, so he could only ask Ta Kuolang to bring Xiao Qi to Mingjing Sect and let Jin Yanhua and Ye Po Zhenjun take a look in person.

As for why An Qianshan didn't bring it here personally...

An Jing told Takulang the truth: During the grand ceremony, something big might happen in the Mingjing Sect. If An's father was present and was deliberately targeted, it would be too difficult to protect him. On the contrary, since Takulang had come, he still had the energy to provide some protection.

Of course, the two could also wait until after the big competition, when everything would be settled - but the problem was that Xiaoqi would most likely be extremely weak, or even die.

Not to mention, Takuolang himself also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity of "something big" to gain some experience.

This is the warrior of Huaixu Realm. When they hear that something big is going to happen, the first thing they think of is not to leave, but to feel that "an opportunity has come" and they have to give it a try!
When Takuolang arrived at the Mingjing Sect market, he did notice some unusual developments.

On both sides of the mountain gate are the tribal markets during the Mingjing Sect's grand ceremony period. Cities and towns within the sect will sell the sect's spiritual objects and various creations to the outside world at this time. This is also the only time when the sect's spiritual objects are allowed to be sold publicly.

The Chenli tribe under the rule of the Mingjing Sect will also prepare a large number of materials that can be exchanged for spiritual objects as specified by the Mingjing Sect for "tribute" - in a sense, the absolute value of the spiritual objects and materials they offer is definitely higher than that of the Mingjing Sect's internal spiritual objects, but the various spiritual objects unique to the Mingjing Sect that can assist its sect's exercises can only be produced within the sect. This is a must for the towns outside the sect, most of which are developed and spread by Mingjing Sect disciples.

Takuo Wolf carried Xiaoqi on his back as he walked through the street. There were many vendors hawking their wares on both sides of the street, many of whom were not even from Chenli, or even from Dachen.

Takuo Wolf even saw a group of people with bright hair like fire, slender bodies, and quite cool clothes. These people were the Fire Phoenix people from the area governed by the southern demon spirits of Beixuanjizhou. Their stalls were filled with rows of southern specialties such as Yanglingjiang and Zhuxueju, alternating between orange and red. On the counter, there were jars of candied fruits that could be tasted. Many Chenli locals came over curiously to taste this exotic delicacy.

This is the anomaly.

——There are too many "outsiders" coming to the vicinity of Mingjing Sect.

As usual, this grand ceremony invited people from the other four sects of Chenli and Dachen, and their delegations had already entered. This was originally the limit. After all, Mingjing Sect was just a sect, a local force. Dachen was willing to send people probably because of Chengguang Tianjun.

But this time it was different: not only did representatives from the five Chenli sects gather, but people from Dachen and Yuanlonghai also came, and now, even people from the demon country south of Southern Xinjiang could see it. It was truly incredible.

Takulang tried the red blood oranges on the stall. The taste was not much different from that of normal oranges, but after eating the red blood oranges, the blood circulation in his body would become faster and faster, more and more intense, until his whole body turned red and emitted heat waves. While this might cause damage to the meridians, it could also speed up his cultivation.

This is indeed a good thing. Takuo Wolf bought some back - the giant spirits have excellent physical fitness, so they are very suitable for this kind of spiritual object with side effects. The men in the tribe must like it very much as well. If they encounter a severe cold, they can also use it to keep warm.

"If this thing had existed during the frost disaster, many people would not have died."

Takuo Wolf wanted to try to share a red blood orange with Xiaoqi, but the latter changed his attitude of "not eating anything" and swallowed it very quickly. He showed a very happy expression and flicked his tail, which surprised the big man: "Why, you didn't eat anything except ghosts before, but now you are not picky?"

"Choo Choo Choo!"

Takuo Wolf tried again and found that Xiaoqi actually had an appetite and began to devour the blood oranges.

Its condition has improved visibly. The flesh that was originally a little shriveled has become fuller and elastic, and the scales under the feathers have become more lustrous.

Seeing this, Takuolang was completely stunned. He was actually quite smart, otherwise he would not have known to kidnap An Qianshan to be a military advisor and suppress the tribe's opposition and let this Dachen scholar reform many of their tribe's systems.

So, after a little thought, the giant suddenly realized: "The essence of the ghosts in the netherworld is yin, souls, and death... and the blood orange contains blood and yang, which is a substance and vitality... the essence of the sun and the moon... So that's it, you don't just eat one kind of spiritual creature, but you need to feed both together!"

"It's actually like this!"

Taku Wolf suddenly realized and understood Xiao Qi's food, but soon he became worried again: "So, Xiao Qi, could it be that your black and white colors do not represent the Black and White Impermanence, but Yin and Yang?"

——Is this true? Even a dragon cannot possess both yin and yang attributes at such a young age... Could it be... that it is really the same as what Qianshan’s son said?
Small enterprises are not dragons?
"Eat more, eat more. You almost starved to death. We mountain people really don't know how to raise spiritual beasts."

After thinking it through, how could Takuo Wolf not know that Xiaoqi had only been eating ghosts, which was equivalent to humans only eating vegetables or only eating meat. It was not impossible to survive, but it was definitely not healthy and had many impacts on physical growth.

He simply spent his share of spirit stones and bought a large bag of red blood oranges to feed Xiao Qi - not to mention the future, just based on Xiao Qi's recent achievements in expelling ghosts and protecting the tribe, it was completely worth it.

It was at this time that the Phoenix Blood Clan member who was setting up the fruit stall also noticed Xiao Qi's miracle: the Red Blood Orange and the Sugar Orange are essentially the same, if you eat the former, you will turn your whole body red, while if you eat the latter, you will turn your whole body yellow, but Xiao Qi devoured so many Red Blood Oranges, not to mention the problem of appetite, but his color did not change at all!
What does this mean? It means that this seemingly insignificant spirit beast has a physique that is ten times stronger than that of an ordinary warrior, and has a strong tolerance to the restless Yangyan Qi contained in the red blood orange.

This is an extremely precious ability for their Fire Phoenix Nation.

"That big man from Chenli, can you give up your spirit beast?"

Standing up, a male Fire Phoenix said, "I see that this spirit beast is weak and looks unhealthy. I'm afraid it's not suitable for the climate of your place."

"Seeing how much it likes to eat red blood oranges, I think it is likely to be more adapted to our environment. Selling it to us will be a good thing for it."

"Not for sale."

Taku Wolf turned around and refused firmly: "Xiao Qi is a very important member of our tribe, and I dare say that he is not used to the environment over there."

It is impossible to expose Xiao Qi's yin and yang nature. The Takuo Wolf also likes Xiao Qi very much. Although this thing looks strange, it is very energetic and cheerful. Every morning when the sun comes out, it will chirp and wake up, and when the moon comes out at night, it will immediately jump out with cheers.

By now, Xiaoqi has become the alarm clock and the symbol of night for the Tagu tribe. Some members of the Tagu tribe even believe that the Tagu tribe can use Xiaoqi as the symbol of the medium-sized tribal flag that has not yet been decided.

How could this spiritual beast, the symbol of the future tribe, be sold to others?

"Brother, don't be so quick to refuse."

The Fire Phoenix people thought it was because they didn't offer a price, so they raised their hands and said, "I'll offer this amount, one hundred and fifty taels of spirit silver, how about that? It's enough for you to cultivate your martial veins!"

One hundred and fifty taels of spiritual silver was indeed a high price. This was the price a merchant from the Fire Phoenix Country asked for, causing other business owners around to look at him with astonishment.

Taku Wolf was also somewhat surprised by this man's determination and attack, but he quickly shook his head: "I really won't sell it, brother. This is the totem of our tribe. There is no way we can sell it to others."

"How can it be."

The Fire Phoenix people obviously didn't believe it: "You're almost raising it to death, and you still want a totem beast? If you want to increase the price, just tell us directly, we can negotiate."

"If we don't sell it, it's not a matter of money."

Because Xiao Qi was in a bad state before, the Fire Phoenix people did not believe that Takuo Wolf really liked Xiao Qi. He raised the price again, but still got the answer of "not for sale". He suddenly became anxious: "You northern barbarian, why are you pretending to be a saint? I have to raise you to death and then lose everything, right?"

"Can you talk, southern barbarian? Why are you still pestering me after I've told you so many times?"

The Tako Wolf was also a little annoyed, and retorted without any courtesy - this immediately made the Fire Phoenix people even angrier: "You say that again?"

After all, Takuolang was the chief of the tribe, so how could he possibly spoil the other party? He immediately met the other party's request: "Southern barbarian, don't you understand human language?"

There was a burst of momentum from both sides.

The fate of Takuoro Wolf is [Experienced Frost and Snow], a fate that appears to be related to frost, snow and water, but is actually a fate of pure physical talent. The more hardships it experiences, the tougher and stronger its body will be.

With the help brought by the frost disaster, Takuo Wolf directly surpassed his ancestors and became the most powerful man in the history of the Tagu tribe. At this moment, he was filled with anger, and suddenly a strong blood energy burst out, wrapping around his limbs and torso, making his limbs swell even more. Layers of muscles on his chest and shoulders bulged, like rocks that had gone through countless wind and frost and been polished to be extremely tough.

The Fire Phoenix man also moved forward without fear. His fate was a kind of Yangyan fate, and sparks even seeped out of the pores of his skin, forming a body-protecting flame armor that was like fluid. If touched lightly, one would definitely get burned.

"It's about to start a fight!"

"Wow, there is still such excitement to watch?"

"Don't mess with me..."

"Hurry up and call the sect warriors!"

Seeing that a fight was about to happen, the surrounding vendors cried out in surprise. They were able to open shops in the Mingjing Sect Market and were all warriors. They were not really afraid of danger. However, the strength of Takulang and the Fire Phoenix man were both mid-to-high level inner strength, and ordinary warriors could not intervene or stop them.

However, just because they can't control it doesn't mean they won't gather together to watch the fun, nor does it mean they won't call for help.

Following the call, the warriors from the Mingjing Sect who were guarding this market town appeared.

"Everyone, stop watching the fun. What's so good about this? And, you two, fighting is strictly prohibited in the market. If you insist on fighting, I can only ask you two to leave."

Xu Keji, an inner sect disciple of Mingguang Peak and one of the seven heroes who fought against the ash, walked out of the center of the town. The crowd watching from the surrounding area was immediately separated by an invisible force, leaving a smooth path.

Ever since Mingguang Peak had Yankui and he no longer had to fight against the ashes, Xu Keji felt proud and began to enjoy the normal life as a warrior of the Mingjing Sect - completing sect tasks every day, doing sect labor, accumulating sect contributions, and then exchanging them for the spiritual objects he needed for practice.

Although it still sounds like work, Xu Keji can still accept this level of hard work, especially some tasks, such as what he is doing now, 'guarding the market outside the mountain gate', although it is quite time-consuming, it is really too easy compared to working day and night.

Seeing the disciples of Mingjing Sect coming, Takuolang subconsciously withdrew his hands first, while Huofengren frowned: "Why, a kid in the early to middle stage of internal strength is meddling in other people's business? Is there no one in Mingjing Sect?"

As soon as this was said, everyone knew that this Fire Phoenix man was definitely not here to do business - how could a businessman talk like this? However, Xu Keji didn't care. He first glanced at Ta Kuo Wolf, a big man who was obviously a local giant spirit of Chen Li, and then looked at Xiao Qi on his shoulder. He suddenly widened his eyes, as if he thought of the gossip he heard from the eldest brother some time ago.

"It's a fish and a bird. If you said it was a killer whale or a Kunpeng goose, I would believe it. But a dragon? Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

At that time, the eldest senior brother was chatting with Gu Yeqi in the main hall. He heard a sound when he passed by and was wondering what kind of strange creature could look like this - now he sees, wow, isn't that exactly the case!
Could it be that this person is related to the eldest senior brother?
Although he thought so, he did not show partiality, but was fair and just, and calmly said to the Fire Phoenix people: "Hong Xie, I don't know what it is like in your southern part, but in the Mingjing Sect, no matter how strong or weak you are, you have to abide by the rules."

"And you cannot doubt my strength. The fact that I was assigned here proves that the sect believes that I have the ability to handle most things."

If they were really doing business, they would just take advantage of the situation and settle the matter after hearing this. However, Hong Xie was obviously not afraid of trouble and just wanted to cause trouble. He snorted coldly and stepped forward: "I want to see...ah!" He suddenly shouted, and then he was blown hundreds of feet away.

When he was blown away, the Fire Phoenix man had not yet figured out what was happening.

He was indeed not here to do business, or rather, the entire Fire Phoenix caravan, and even those teams that came from all directions and were definitely not from Chenli and Northern Frontier, were not here for the main purpose of doing business.

They may have been invited by someone, or received hints, or were controlled by some invisible hand. In short, for various reasons, they came to Mingjing Sect to participate in this "sacrificial ceremony" with the appearance of gods.

Of course, they were not asked to do anything, so most of them just set up stalls with the idea of ​​"at worst, I just come here to do business." But even those at the bottom of the team understood that they were not here to make money, so their attitude was naturally very different from that of the vendors.

This time, Hong Xie really wanted to test the strength of the "Mingjing Sect disciples". After all, the Mingjing Sect has always been known as the "No. 1 Middle Sect in Beixuan Jizhou" and is also one of the sects in Beixuan Jizhou that is most likely to become a top sect.

The entire country is also located in the 'middle gate' column. Hong Xie is really curious about what the difference is between the disciples of Mingjing Sect and them.

So, when he saw Xu Keji walk out so carelessly and without any attitude, asking him and others to stop, what actually emerged in his heart was a sense of absurdity.

——You don’t have the strength, but you dare to speak like this just because you have the support of a sect?
——I have heard for a long time that the northern part of the continent, due to the influence of Dachen, has become a place that emphasizes order and morality, and where the martial arts spirit is weak, but I never thought it would be so weak!
He looked down on this weak trend and realized that Xu Keji's hard power was indeed weaker than his, so he took the initiative to move forward, intending to press into Xu Keji's inner circle and take the initiative to attack.

And just as he took a step forward, Hong Xie also saw Xu Keji move.

He drew back his arms, clenched his palms, and made fists.

At this moment, the battle-hardened Hong Xie had at least nine possible changes in his mind, and he could definitely resolve all attacks.

If only he could see.

But he couldn't see it.

Because Xu Keji's arms and fists were like thunderous explosions, one punch broke the Fire Phoenix Man's posture, pierced through his body-protecting flaming armor, and then suddenly burst out with a second level of punch power, blowing him away.

The withered vegetation returns to the fiery land - Double Explosive Fist!

Xu Keji withdrew his fist with satisfaction. He looked at his fist and said with emotion: "The martial arts taught by Senior Brother are really useful and just right for me!"

Xu Keji's destiny [borrowing power from the wind] is originally wood, and wood in the sky is wind, fire and wood can also produce wind. It is just right for him to practice the art of plants withering and growing again and returning to the fiery earth, especially his blasting fist, which is an explosion of stored power, just like the burning of fire and wood releases the energy contained therein and releases a strong wind. He makes rapid progress in this skill, and if he uses a surprise attack, ordinary warriors cannot withstand his fast and heavy blasting fist!
Seeing this scene, all the onlookers cheered and applauded loudly - although the quarrel was caused by Takuolang and Hongxie, Hongxie was an outsider after all and was too arrogant, so he was naturally the villain.

"Everyone, please don't make trouble. I can still hold back my strength. If other brothers come, that Fire Phoenix man will probably be half dead!"

Xu Keji spoke loudly, calming down the other Fire Phoenix people who were in a commotion in the fruit shop nearby: After all, they were not in the right in this matter, and they insisted on causing trouble in the Mingjing Sect's territory, so they will definitely be the ones to die!

On the other side, Takuorang's eyes lit up: "Great boxing skills!"

With his talent, he could roughly see some of the essence of the Withered and Rong Explosive Fist, which was to mix two or more forces in his body at an extremely fast speed, whether it was burning or counterattacking, releasing huge explosive power and then blasting out.

This essence is actually a kind of "thunder method". Takuolang can see this. His talent is indeed outstanding among the common people. He also fully understands what kind of technique An Jing used to develop this boxing intent, but he can't see the finer details - he can't figure out how to operate it specifically, how to offset it without hurting himself, and how to exert greater power.

He walked forward and saluted Xu Keji: "Thank you for your help, little brother. I was wrong this time. I shouldn't have quarreled with others in the market."

Having said that, Takuolang gave a thumbs up and said, "And your boxing skills are really great!"

"Haha, it's also because of the good teaching of Senior Brother."

Flattery never wears out, not to mention that the image of a rough and savage man like Takuolang seemed sincere, which made Xu Keji feel comfortable. He also smiled and stretched out his hand, motioning Takuolang to go to the center of the town: "Come over and register first, it's okay, it's just a small conflict, but I need to make a record."

"no problem."

After Takuolang agreed, Xu Keji took him back to the market, and then contacted An Jing: "This big man might be an acquaintance of the eldest brother, otherwise it wouldn't be such a coincidence that he mentioned an identical spirit beast some time ago, and he encountered it in the sect these few days."

All the Sons of Disaster have a way of contacting An Jing's Jade Mirror. If they have any questions, they can just leave a message and they will get a reply immediately.

But today was a little strange - after Xu Keji raised the importance of his letter, An Jing still did not reply, and did not even indicate that he had read it.

"Strange, why is this? Didn't the eldest brother bring the jade mirror?"

Xu Keji was a little surprised, but it didn't matter. He could still contact Gu Yeqi: "Senior Sister Gu should also know the origin of that strange beast. She also knows what Senior Brother knows. Ask her."

Gu Yeqi did reply, but his voice was very low: [What's up, Ah Xu? I'm a bit busy right now, so it's not convenient for you.]

"What's inconvenient?"

Xu Keji also knew that the ceremony would be held tomorrow, and An Jing and Gu Yeqi would definitely be very busy, so he naturally wanted to share the worry: "Can I help?"

[You...can't help]

Although he said he was very busy, Gu Yeqi's tone was complicated. It was both solemn and relaxed, as if he knew that he was facing a big thing, but he was not worried about the failure of this big thing. [However, you can come over to see the scene - you are at the mountain gate, right? It's just right, you should be able to catch up, hurry up, it's at the square of our sect's welcoming peak, the eldest brother has already gone there, if you go slowly, the matter will have been resolved.]

"Is it related to the eldest brother?"

Hearing these words, Xu Keji could not bear it anymore. Every one of the Sons of Disaster was a die-hard fan of An Jing. Judging from Gu Yeqi's tone, it seemed that An Jing was going to take action again?
It’s really interesting, he is determined to watch the fun!
Putting down the jade mirror, Xu Keji wanted to excuse himself to Ta Kuo Lang, as he had other things to do. However, considering that Ta Kuo Lang was probably also an acquaintance of An Jing, he tried to ask, "Are you going to Mingjing Sect to look for someone? Do you have a token?"

"Yes."

As expected, Takuolang's answer was not beyond Xu Keji's expectations. He even showed his token to Xu Keji. With just one glance, Xu Keji saw the logo of Mingguang Peak, and he was even more determined: "Then come with me. Let's go do something first, and then I will take you to find someone."

"Ah, thank you so much, little brother!"

Takuolang never thought that the matter was so simple. He thought it was because of the token, but in fact it was because of the small horse on his shoulder.

Without saying much, after calling the next inner sect disciple to take over, Xu Keji led the Takulang into the mountain gate of Mingjing Sect.

Not far from the mountain gate is the Yingke Peak. Although it is called a peak, it is actually just a small hill, which is specially used to receive people from other sects who are not allowed to enter. The square of Yingke Peak is now densely packed with people. In addition to the disciples of Mingjing Sect, there are also many people from other sects who were invited.

The envoys of King Dachende, the envoys of King Su, and the envoys of the imperial court stood together.

The Huangyang Sect's envoys were also nearby, and Yuan Longhai's envoy was talking to the leading Huangyang Sect warrior.

The Zuohuan Sect and the Liuguang Sect were located on the outskirts of the square and seemed to dislike each other. Apart from them, delegations from the Fire Phoenix Kingdom, the You Kingdom, and the Jiuding Mountain Kingdom in the south were also mixed in.

Each of the warriors leading these delegations is a real person, and each of them is very powerful. The strange phenomenon they form when they gather together has caused the weather around the entire Yingke Peak to change, the flowing water to freeze, and even the wind seems to have become a entity, making it impossible for people with insufficient strength to move forward.

The celestial phenomenon that was originally warm due to the focusing of the dome mirror lost its meaning. A feeling that was both cold and hot, with countless intricate feelings gathered together, interfering with people's spirits and five senses.

But everyone's eyes were fixed on the square, the center where all the strange phenomena gathered.

There, there were two people.

The deputy leader of Mingguang Peak, the leader of Tianji Hall, the first among the younger generation of Mingjing Sect, and a martial arts practitioner, An Jing.

The leader of the Taiming Sect's delegation, a disciple of True Lord Fenmie, one of the true disciples of the previous generation of Taiming Sect, a divine warrior, True Lord Shangyu Kan Youli.

"Yi Qing, are you okay?"

At this moment, An Jing was questioning a female disciple of the Mingjing Sect who had a sprained and obviously dislocated arm. This female disciple was a disciple of Mingguang Peak and was naturally a member of the Sons of Disaster.

Yi Qing shook his head and said, "It's okay. I was just careless during the sparring and got hurt by the opponent's grappling move."

"Gui Yan Tu is not suitable for you. You belong to the Wood and Earth element, but you prefer to be quiet. Next time you practice, you can practice 'Cheng Chun Se' with Ye Qi."

An Jing raised his hand, and a pure spiritual evil was transformed into vitality almost as strong as that of the Immortal Green Wood, which healed Yi Qing's wounds.

Then he stood up, turned his head and looked at the real person on the side.

Kan Youli is a middle-aged man with a gaze as sharp as an eagle. His eyes are dark blue and a glance from him can shake people's hearts and souls, as if they were frozen in ice.

He is Yeyuelong's uncle and one of the most promising disciples of True Lord Fenmie. He once won the first place in the last Five Sects Competition. Although that competition was not as star-studded as Mingguangchen's competition and produced many True Lord seeds, it was also an average level in history.

Such a person is neither considered to be of the old generation, but is also more than capable enough. It is undoubtedly justifiable in every way for him to lead the Taiming Sect's delegation and participate in the Mingjing Sect's ceremony.

However, such a Shenzang Zhenren did not show an overwhelming advantage in momentum when facing the Wumai warrior in front of him.

Even, frowned.

"An Zhen Chuan, the five sects of Chen Li, are of the same origin and are almost one."

He smiled and said, "The younger generation is sparring with each other, and nothing serious has happened. Why bother to force them? They are not outsiders. What's more, if you ask me, this is your Mingjing Sect being unreasonable."

On the side, several disciples of Mingjing Sect and Taiming Sect looked at each other angrily, and several puppets stood silently on the side.

Obviously, there was a conflict.

The cause of the conflict is also simple.

The original intention of the sacrificial ceremony was to invite fellow practitioners from all walks of life to come and watch the ceremony. The purpose was, firstly, to demonstrate strength, and secondly, to take this opportunity to communicate with each other and discuss some important matters that were difficult to discuss together on ordinary days.

Naturally, the major sects would also try to spy on each other. This kind of action was always necessary, no matter which party's ceremony it was. If they were discovered by the organizer, there would naturally be more opportunities to fight for benefits. On the other hand, if they were not discovered and some secrets were discovered, then it would be considered a victory for the spying party.

But this time, the Mingjing Sect used a more straightforward method.

That is 'accompany'...or, 'supervision'.

Every member of the diplomatic delegation on Yingke Peak, if they want to go out, will be followed by a Yan puppet. These elementary Yan puppets made by Mingguang Peak are far less intelligent than the engineering Yan puppets that An Jing originally brought, but it is still easy for them to follow people and record videos - if anyone doubts, then Mingjing Sect will also have something to say. This thing is just a puppet, it is originally a helper, and there are many places in Mingjing Sect that do not welcome outsiders. They always need someone to lead the way, right?
Mingjing Sect's own disciples need to practice, so it is impossible for them to play with them all day long. In this case, wouldn't it be great to use puppets instead of manpower to lead the way?
But for those with ulterior motives, having such an unreasonable puppet following behind them is really too annoying - testing each other is a tacit understanding between the two parties, and Mingjing Sect is obviously guilty of doing this.

In this case, just like other sects in the past always had ways to deal with and guard against it, several disciples of the Taiming Sect planned to secretly mislead the Yankui's observation system and let them guide the Yankui to lead the way.

Of course, this is a bit difficult, so some Taiming Sect disciples simply made some tricks. Halfway through the journey, they destroyed some key parts of the Yankui, making it disabled. In this way, they could move freely.

But in the end, not long after they destroyed the Yankui, they met several disciples of the Mingjing Sect. They stopped the Taiming Sect disciples and asked them to temporarily return to the Yingke Peak before the Yankui was repaired. The Taiming Sect disciples were unwilling to do so, thinking that this was not the way the Mingjing Sect welcomed guests. The verbal conflict between the two sides became increasingly intense and eventually turned into a fight.

If I have to say, the two sides fought evenly, people were injured, and nothing serious happened.

However, because among these disciples there was a Son of Disaster who was responsible for repairing the Yankui, An Jing rushed over directly.

Seeing this, Kan Youli was naturally quite delighted - originally this kind of small-scale prank would happen no less than ten times during almost every ceremony, and in fact it would not cause any trouble, let alone detect anything.

But An Jing's appearance now was a completely unexpected surprise: as one of the most core goals of many things to come, except for being a peacemaker, no matter what actions An Jing takes, he will expose some of his means, allowing them to be more prepared.

So, is it possible for An Jing to be a peacemaker?

Even saying this makes people laugh. Except for a very small number of warriors in the Huaixu Realm, or those who are paving the way for big things, there are really few who can act as peacemakers. On the contrary, those who shout "Good job, be more energetic, don't lose points!" are really everywhere.

Therefore, Kan Youli was willing to be a "peacemaker" and wanted to "settle things" with a neutral tone that sounded quite rational and objective.

He believed that this would definitely stimulate An Jing and make this young and energetic warrior reveal some of his strength.

The plan was good and the idea was beautiful. In fact, Kan Youli was right, because An Jing was indeed not the type to be a peacemaker.

But he got one thing wrong.

That is, An Jing's violent temper and protectiveness were beyond his imagination.

"Are you done talking nonsense?"

Without giving any face to the martial artist from Shenzang or the real person from Shangmen, An Jing slowly raised his eyelids, his red pupils becoming brighter and brighter until they rose from the red sun of the first day to the golden sun in the sky: "You are obviously a martial artist, but you have so many fallacies and heresies. It seems that Taiming Sect is not a good place to practice martial arts."

As soon as these words were spoken, there was no mercy at all, no room for turning back, and they were filled with hostility and mockery. In an instant, the various diplomatic envoys who were originally watching the excitement, and even the people of Mingjing Sect themselves, fell silent, and the entire square was surrounded by a cold and dead silence.

Everyone looked at each other with eyes wide open. They could not imagine that the Mingjing Sect, which had always maintained some dignity, would actually go so far as to tear apart the Taiming Sect. Was it true? So bold? So direct?
In this case, doesn't it mean that...

The bloodthirsty desire rose, and all the warriors' original intentions of watching the excitement and hoping for chaos in the world jumped up: "Could it be that we have to start fighting now?!"

"Yes, yes! I want to see it!"

Although silent, it was obvious that the atmosphere around the square suddenly became heated. Xu Keji and Ta Kuolang, who were watching the scene from afar, took a deep breath and said, "Is this true? Senior Brother... Hey, he really has this kind of personality!"

"That's awesome." Taku Wolf was filled with admiration. "I dream of talking to a conflicting tribe in such a tough way. Damn it, is this God's will?"

"This has nothing to do with divine destiny." Xu Keji said firmly: "This is simply because he is the eldest senior brother, An Jing!"

As An Jing spoke, the aura around Kan Youli condensed.

Although he had many words and plans in his mind, but as a real person and the leader of the Taiming Sect's delegation, he absolutely could not remain indifferent after hearing An Jing's words that were almost humiliating to the Taiming Sect... No, this was a fucking humiliation!
Rage was rising, and spirit evil was leaping. The silent spirit evil started to move, transforming into rising fire. The smile on Kan Youli's mouth completely disappeared, his pair of gray-green eyes became deeper, and his brows were raised.

He said in a cold voice: "Master An, do you know what you are saying? This is a humiliation to my Xushen Mountain. If you don't take it back, you will have to pay the price."

"Ha." An Jing sneered, his words even more scathing: "Do you know how ridiculous you have done? In my Mingjing Sect, you hurt my disciples? If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm afraid that you, the Taiming Sect, will be so self-righteous that you really think you are invincible!"

This is how warriors communicate and greet each other. If both of them harbor malicious intent, then one side will be more aggressive than the other, and will never give in or compromise, so there will be only one final result.

No matter when, no matter where, no matter what your identity is, no matter what the difference in strength is.

The battle will begin.

At this moment, Kan Youli suppressed his thoughts about bullying the weak with the big and suppressing the martial veins with the real person. He was about to take action to teach An Jing, this arrogant brat, a lesson!
However, precisely because he had some incomprehensible and low-purity thoughts in his mind, such as bullying the weak with the strong and suppressing others, he was a moment late.

A crucial moment.

Before he launched the attack, An Jing clenched his fist without any thought and threw the first punch!
Rumble!
The sky roared, the atmosphere exploded, and a mighty impact cloud rose from the square and turned into an extremely straight road that led to the sky!

The monstrous heat wave spread, causing the air to roll like a tide. All the onlookers, no matter which delegation they were from, were blown away and the entire circle of onlookers was forced back by the raging air wave and expanded by three full circles.

In the center of the square, Kan Youli, who was originally standing there, disappeared!
Also in the center of the square, An Jing retracted his Rising Dragon Fist, but behind him, a Taibai battle armor appeared behind him at some point, still maintaining the punching posture, and slowly retracted it under the shocked gaze of everyone.

“Oh my god…”

Everyone, including Xu Keji and Ta Kuolang, was stunned by this punch and speechless - a single punch sent a Shenzang Zhenren flying? Although it seemed that there would be no harm at the moment, the speed of the punch and the momentum alone...

Xu Keji had learned the same martial arts, so he knew very well that what An Jing had just used was exactly the same move he had used on the Fire Phoenix Man, the Withered Explosive Fist. The only difference was...

This is, the withered and flourishing plants return to the fiery land, the twenty-fifth level blasting punch!

Above the sky, dark clouds were rolling like a roaring sea, and the rolling black clouds were like mountains, showing the anger of a real person.

But on the ground, An Jing was fearless. The Taibai battle armor, half real and half virtual, appeared behind him. The young man crossed his arms across his chest, looked up at the sky coldly, while the battle armor hooked its finger towards the sky.

——Why don’t you fight back?

Could it be that you are scared?

(End of this chapter)