Chapter 15 Would you like to worship me as a teacher? Qingdan Taishang?
He Niansheng? Hearing this unfamiliar title, Xia Ming suddenly felt confused.
Trying to recall what he had seen and heard during this period, Xia Ming's expression suddenly became stiff.
This Qingdan...could it be Qingdan Peak? This Supreme Being... could it be the Supreme Elder! ?
The Supreme Elder of Qingdan Peak, He Niansheng! ?
Feeling the terrifying aura surrounding He Niansheng, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel the surge in his throat.
Seeing Xia Ming's reaction, the coldness in He Niansheng's eyes slowly disappeared.
Hidden Spirit Root is a good thing.
He would have to put it to good use.
While his cold eyes were frozen, He Niansheng's voice rose again.
"Xia Ming, are you willing to accept me as your teacher?"
He Niansheng's words directly confused Xia Ming.
Why did Niansheng, as the Supreme Elder, personally come over to accept him as his disciple?
no……
What is he planning?
Is my technique of collecting corpses clever?
Or……
He knows my secret!
Multiple spiritual roots coexist! ? When Xia Ming hesitated, He Niansheng's body felt cold again.
broken!
He Niansheng was impatient.
Xia Ming realized something was wrong and quickly pretended to be flattered.
"Disciple...disciple Xia Ming...how virtuous and capable..."
Before Xia Ming finished speaking, the temperature on hole 37 began to drop sharply again.
"Disciple Xia Ming! Kowtow to Master!"
The coldness penetrated his bones, and Xia Ming leaned down directly.
Before he could kneel down, a big hand directly held his shoulder.
Xia Ming looked up and saw He Niansheng's cold eyes.
"Pack your things and leave here with me."
To be honest, Xia Ming didn't have much to deal with, and he didn't have much property.
He took the soul stone, the tool bag, and finally picked up the brass ring.
……
After a moment, Xia Ming followed He Niansheng and walked up step by step.
Xia Ming had fantasized about the scene of him leaving the Soul Holding Cliff countless times, but he had never thought about this one.
I said fate...
It is truly impermanent.
Step after step, looking at He Niansheng's not-so-wide back in front of him, a terrifying thought suddenly arose in Xia Ming's heart.
Will He Niansheng be the next Jiang Liang?
Then will Qingdan Peak be the next Soul-Taking Cliff? Xia Ming doesn't know what the future holds.
He only knew that he had to seize the time to become stronger.
In such a world, it is the last word to be strong.
Stepping out of the soul-carrying cliff, the Milky Way is so bright that it is so close before your eyes.
In the reflection of the moonlight and frost, Xia Ming saw two familiar faces, Li Dahu from the Seventeenth Cave, and Jiang Liang, the deacon holding the Soul Cliff.
Li Dahu's face was full of success and happiness, while Jiang Liang's face was solemn, and there were clouds of bitterness between his brows and eyes.
The moment he saw these two people, Xia Ming also slowly frowned. Especially when he caught a glimpse of Li Dahu with a charming smile, Xia Ming's heart suddenly stirred.
He was not a fool. With one glance at the three people in front of him, Xia Ming had already deduced the general plot.
It was Li Dahu who led the Supreme Elder He Niansheng here, but the target was me. What is so special about me? In the flash of lightning, Xia Ming thought of the spiritual root detection stone and the mellow-tasting green tea.
As his pupils continued to dilate, Xia Ming grasped the most critical clue.
Linggen!
Li Dahu noticed that I had spiritual roots! Then he brought He Niansheng here, guessing that He Niansheng had given him a benefit.
What exactly could attract a Supreme Elder?
A handyman disciple actually possessed spiritual roots.
This plot... seems a bit familiar.
Is it...
They think that I have hidden spiritual roots just like the inspiration ancestor!Thinking of this, Xia Ming couldn't help but feel his heart beating with shock.
Of course he knows that he is not a hidden spirit root at all!
He has no spiritual roots at all! Xia Ming himself didn't even figure out what was wrong with his body.
……
The Hidden Spirit Root can attract a Supreme Elder.
If they knew that I was created out of nothing, with spiritual roots coexisting...
Then they are not allowed to eat me alive? !
When Xia Ming was worried, Jiang Liang, who was holding the soul cliff, was like a bastard - determined.
Cutting off the road to immortality is like digging up the graves of ancestors!
He Niansheng is digging Jiang Xiong's grave!
Jiang Chong once vaguely revealed to Jiang Liang that Jiang Xiong's death was not the crime of Niansheng.
In the past you framed and killed my grandfather, and today you are trying to block my path to immortality? Once Xia Ming leaves, how can I rely on Li Dahu! What happened to the Supreme Elder? Can one person fight against the entire sect?
Where is the law of heaven?
Where are the rules!
Clenching his fists, Jiang Liang's eyes gradually flashed with a fierce light.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Liang walked to He Niansheng and slowly stood up.
"Your Majesty Nian Sheng, what do you want to do?"
"Xia Ming is my disciple, what do you want me to do?"
As soon as He Niansheng said these words, Jiang Liang's face became colder.
Ha ha.
After a trip to Soul Holding Cliff, Xia Ming became your disciple? He Niansheng, you really want to cut off my path to immortality!
If I can't handle the matter of Soul Holding Cliff...
How to gain a foothold in the sect in the future! How can I be worthy of the cultivation of Supreme Master Jiang Chong?
You are declaring war on my Jiang family!
After thinking about this, Jiang Liang gradually straightened his spine.
In the shocked eyes of others, Jiang Liang said neither humble nor arrogantly:
"Your Majesty Nian Sheng...this action is against the rules."
rule?
Hearing the word "rules", a cold smile gradually appeared at the corner of He Niansheng's mouth.
"Hum...hmm..."
He Niansheng sneered twice, and the surrounding temperature dropped a few points.
Even Jiang Liang, who was in the late stage of foundation building, was a little overwhelmed at this moment.
Even if you can’t bear it, you have to eat it! Is it possible to really let He Niansheng take Xia Ming away? Then who will collect the corpse in the future?
Li Dahu? Or should Jiang Liang do it himself?
Besides, as a descendant of Jiang Xiong, how could Jiang Liang be willing to bow his head in front of He Niansheng.
Who doesn’t have a grand master? This Dahe Sect is not yours, He Niansheng’s! Qi brings good luck to Dantian and strengthens the five internal organs.
Jiang Liang's expression did not change and he continued: "Your Majesty Nian Sheng, Xia Ming is a handyman disciple of Soul Cliff. According to the sect rules..."
"Door rules?"
Seeing He Niansheng's joking eyes, Jiang Liang's heart roared wildly.
Crazy!
Black sheep!
Damn He Niansheng!
Suppressing his anger, Jiang Liang continued: "Nian Sheng Elder, Dahe Sect established the sect with rules, and disciples everywhere should follow them!"
"Dahe Sect established the sect based on rules? Jiang Liang...are you really sure?"
Jiang Liang's tone couldn't help but weaken by a third when He Niansheng looked at him like this.
"Jiang...Jiang Liang is certainly sure, don't you...don't you know!"
After taking a deep look at Jiang Liang, the curve at the corner of He Niansheng's mouth became colder and colder.
Immediately afterwards, without any warning, the fingers of He Niansheng's right hand penetrated Jiang Liang's shoulder.
The murderous intention was wrapped in the biting cold, bursting out in an instant, and disappearing in an instant.
By the time Jiang Liang reacted, pale frost had already covered his body.
With just one move, He Niansheng silenced Jiang Liang.
(End of this chapter)