My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

Judging from the speed of improvement in cultivation alone, Jian Wushuang is definitely one of the best students in Tiandao Academy today.

"call……"

Following a soft cry, Jian Wushuang slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of excitement flashed in his double-pupil eyes.

There is also a strong sense of disbelief.

You need to know, what realm was he at before he came to Zhongzhou?

Dixuan Realm.

Now, it has been less than a month since I came to Zhongzhou, and I have rushed through Tianxuan, Sanyin, and finally Sanyang.

He had never heard of anyone whose strength could increase at such a terrifying speed.

The reason why he has all this is not because of his own talent, nor because he is so special. Everything, directly or indirectly, is created by the man behind the Fengyu Sect.

He had never thought that such a special physique as the so-called innate Taoist body could be artificially created.

And they are not created just one or two, but in batches.

Jian Wushuang couldn't help but think of a word - creating a god!

If this group of people can create an immortal legend in the future, then Zhong Qing will be the creator of the legend.

When he thought of this, his mind was greatly shaken.

The longer he knew his master, the more he discovered that his master was more unfathomable.

He could easily imagine that as the disciples of Tiandao Academy grew up, the entire Shuobei, no, even the entire Zhongzhou, would tremble at the feet of their master.

The sun sets, and a ray of sunlight shines into the retreat room.

Jian Wushuang calculated the date.

He slapped his forehead with one hand.

"Oh no! Today seems to be the day I agreed to meet with Brother Ling."

……

at this time!

On top of a mountain outside the Fengyu Sect's mountain gate.

The setting sun was blood-red, and the white clouds in the sky were inlaid with a brilliant golden edge.

Several lush ancient pines are scattered on the top of the mountain.

Under an old pine tree, Ling Yuan kept walking back and forth.

"This Jian Wushuang is truly despicable. He clearly agreed to meet his master here at dusk, but now the sun is about to set and there's no sign of him."

"Master, would you like me to teach this untrustworthy person a lesson?"

"There's only one sect in this area, the Fengyu Sect. I think he's a disciple of that sect."

"I'd like to ask his master how he teaches his disciples."

At this moment, Ling Yuan said with an impatient and agitated look on his face.

Hearing this, Ling Wushuang, who was standing on a huge rock, bathed in the sunset light, with his hands behind his back, couldn't help but frown.

"Ling Yuan, Brother Jian is my friend."

"I hope you can be more respectful to him instead of always teaching him a lesson!"

Hearing this, Ling Yuan felt extremely aggrieved.

He had followed his master for many years, but his master had never scolded him in such a scolding tone.

He just couldn't figure out what Jian Wushuang's ability was that made his master so tolerant of him?

What are you picturing?

Because he is older?

Is it because he has poor talent?

Is it because his cultivation level is low?

A mere cultivator at the Second Level of the Third Yin Realm, who could kill a group with a single slap, yet still earn the respect of his master. This simply doesn't make sense!

at this time.

A figure leaped from the sky.

The moment he saw the person coming, the resentment in Ling Yuan's heart was like a volcano, about to erupt.

Although his master asked him to be more respectful to Jian Wushuang.

But how could he respect a little trash who was only in the Three Yin Realm and didn't keep his promise, made his master wait for a long time?

Today, even if he was willing to be beaten and punished by his master, he had to ask what the other party meant.

only……

and many more……

Isn't he in the third yin second realm?

……

Jian Wushuang took a step out from above the white clouds and came straight to Ling Wushuang.

"Brother Ling, I'm so sorry!"

"I gained something in the sect. I went into seclusion and made some breakthroughs in my cultivation. I lost track of time and I'm sorry to have kept Brother Ling waiting for so long!"

Jian Wushuang clasped his fists and said apologetically.

However, at this moment, Ling Wushuang's eyes were a little dazed, and he didn't hear clearly what he said. All his focus was on Jian Wushuang.