"The exercises have proficiency (

"Four realms..."

When the old man really showed his strength, Shen Ling confirmed his previous guess.

After he knew that the sect master of Qi sect was a four-level master martial artist, he speculated that the surrounding sects, the sect master's strength should be similar.

Even if Yuan Zong is weak, it still exists on this land.

It proves that the strength of the old man is not weak at least.

"call."

Shen Ling exhaled.

He scattered the long sword in his hand and replaced it with a long sword.

Without opening the mood and hedging against the old man, Shen Ling's strength could only show less than 30%...

In the mood, the strength of the old man can be increased.

In the case of not opening the mood, the difference is extremely obvious.

Shen Ling tried it and found that it didn't seem to work.

The mood must be opened!

"boom!"

A loud bang.

The mood of the old man was instantly shattered!

Different from the time of one realm and two realms, after becoming a master of the four realms, that is, a master of the middle grade, the effect of artistic conception is more obvious.

The effect of Shen Ling's mountain-making momentum is that within his artistic conception, it is full of phantoms of high mountains, making people unable to move.

And a huge knife more than ten meters, standing behind Shen Ling at this time.

Powerful!

"I lost."

The old man looked at Shen Ling, and his face suddenly became a little melancholy.

He thought that Shen Ling would win from his hands, but he didn't expect that he could not resist Shen Ling's artistic conception after cultivating it for so long.

It was broken in an instant, and this blow is not a small one...

"Master."

Shen Ling looked at the old man and smiled, and said, "Then can I go to the appointment now?"

"go Go."

The old man waved his hand, looked at Shen Ling and nodded.

Although I don't know if Shen Ling is sincere or not, the old man still smiled when he could hear this Master from Shen Ling's mouth.

He had no successor in his life, and when he looked at Shen Ling, he had a feeling of caring for the younger generation.

However, Shen Ling's growth rate is too fast.

It has surpassed him now.

Shen Ling responded with a smile, and then whispered: "Then, I'll go to prepare first, Master, just wait for my good news."

After finishing speaking, Shen Ling returned to his small second floor under the watchful eyes of the old man.

"Sect Master, what just happened?"

Feeling the aura that was not right, Chen Jianqiang, who had arrived late, looked at the old man and asked suspiciously.

"I lost."

The old man put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky with a slightly melancholy tone.

"Losing? What?"

Chen Jianqiang looked puzzled, and his wrinkled face was full of puzzlement.

"I compared with him."

The old man spoke softly, shook his head, and said, "However, no matter whether the mood is activated or not, I have never defeated him."

"You mean Shen Ling?"

At this time, Chen Jianqiang, who was relieved, seemed to understand what the old man was talking about.

There are less than ten grandmasters in the entire Yuanzong, and the only one who can be compared with the old man is the one who has been in retreat for a long time.

"It's him."

The old man nodded and said, "I originally wanted to prevent him from going to Qi Zong, lest he accidentally fall. But now, it seems that this kid is interesting, and his work is much calmer than I thought."

"I even feel that before he joins Yuanzong, he will be able to defeat the Grandmaster of the Four Realms."

"Now he is dealing with a Four Realm Grandmaster like me."

"No pressure!"

The old man's words were a little helpless, but also a little happy.

When Chen Jianqiang heard the old man's words, the corner of his mouth twitched, his eyes full of shock.

He didn't know the specific strength of Shen Ling before, but he felt that if Shen Ling could ignore his artistic conception, his strength must be very strong...

But now it seems that his evaluation half a year ago was no exaggeration to Shen Ling.

He is an old man of Yuanzong, so he is very clear that the strength of the old man as the suzerain is definitely in the forefront of the four realm masters.

Even the last two confrontations against Feng Sect and Qi Sect Sect Master were not at a disadvantage.

But now, the old man admits that he has lost.

Chen Jianqiang had to be surprised.

After thinking for a while, Chen Jianqiang said, "Sect Master, should we follow this time? The Sect Master Qi Zong is notorious for being mean and shameless. "

"Follow, of course."

The old man opened his mouth slowly, then looked at the second floor where Shen Ling was, "However, it's fine to follow in the dark, as long as you keep him alive and let him suffer a little loss, maybe it's not bad."

Chen Jianqiang nodded in agreement: "Indeed, don't suffer, how do you know that the world is dangerous."

After speaking, the old man and Chen Jianqiang looked at each other and smiled.

it is more than words.

here.

Shen Ling got ready, changed out of his plain clothes, and put on formal clothes that he hadn't worn for a long time.

After some tedious preparations for dressing, Shen Ling looked into the bronze mirror with a smile on his face: "Yes, very energetic!"

After speaking, he turned around and walked out of the second floor of the single-family house.

Slowly up the mountain.

"Master!"

Seeing the old man, Shen Ling said with a smile, then turned his eyes, "Elder Jianqiang is also here."

The two nodded, and the old man said softly, "Ready?"

"Ready!"

Shen Ling responded, "Tell you and I'll set off."

"Go."

The old man smiled.

Shen Ling turned around and started walking down the mountain step by step.

This time, he is going to Qi Zong ~lightnovelpub.net~ from the top of the mountain where Yuan Zong is located, and it will take about seven or eight days to go.

So, he had to leave a little early.

After Shen Ling went out, the old man and Chen Jianqiang also went out.

However, it was not long before Shen Ling set off, but the two of them could no longer find Shen Ling.

It was as if Shen Ling had disappeared out of thin air.

"Alas!"

"what."

Shen Ling walked as fast as he could, and his speed was swift.

With the momentum of running thunder, he used the special effects of artistic conception and the bonus of footwork to achieve a feeling similar to shrinking into an inch.

It is rude to say that at this moment, Shen Ling ran faster than a horse.

It was like flying.

On this side, Shen Ling was madly on his way, and on the other side, countless people who were ready to watch the fun were also gathering towards the top of the mountain where Qi Zong was located.

Although the vast majority of them felt that Shen Ling would not come to Qi Zong to die, but the human nature to watch lively, there is no distinction between ordinary people and warriors.

Just a few days later.

The village inn under the gate of Qizong Mountain was instantly full, and the owner of the inn laughed so happily.

However, he also heard it.

These people are all here to watch the fun, and some people even start betting in places where the sun can't shine, betting on whether Shen Ling will come...

The odds are sky-high.

Although most people insisted that Shen Ling would not come, there were still people who looked at the ratio and were secretly moved.

For a time, there were many irrational people.

Interests are moving.

"Why haven't you come yet?"

A man who bet on the sinking order will stand at the entrance of the village every day.

If Shen Ling doesn't come, then he is the kind of person who has lost his wife and family and lost everything.

At this moment, he was looking forward to Shen Ling's figure.

There is even light in the eyes.