Palm fairy garden

Standing on the top of Mingcai Peak, Su Ming sensed several rays of light flying towards him, and looked up.

Seeing the person coming, Su Ming couldn't help showing a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Master, Senior Sister, Xiao Cai."

Su Ming cupped his hands and smiled towards the three people who flew over from Yukong.

"Junior brother, you... have you broken through to the Nascent Soul stage?"

With a flash of light, Xiong Li flew in front of Su Ming, with an unbelievable look on her rough face.

"If it's a fake replacement."

Su Ming said with a smile.

At this time, Bai Ti and Gong Xiaocai also flew in front of Su Ming. Su Ming first glanced at Gong Xiaocai, nodded at her, and then saluted Bai Ti respectfully: "Master!"

Bai Ti looked at Su Ming with complicated expressions on his face.

He once thought that Su Ming was a genius, but he never thought that Su Ming could be so talented.

Dao Qinglian is the treasure of the Xianxia School, and Bai Ti has also heard of it.

Even his senior brother Jiang Yan once took Qinglian Heart.

But even Jiang Yan, at the beginning, only raised his cultivation base from the early stage of Golden Core to the perfect level of Golden Core, and did not break through to the third level of Nascent Soul in one step like Su Ming did!

"Su Ming."

"The disciple is here."

Su Ming nodded slightly.

"According to what I know as a teacher, you haven't practiced for fifty years, right?"

Hearing this, Su Ming thought for a while and said, "It's not been fifty years."

Hearing this, Bai Ti said with emotion: "It seems that my Xianxia sect is about to give birth to another cultivator at the transformation stage!"

Bai Ti was obviously only a late-stage Golden Core cultivator, but he was sure that Su Ming would be able to break through to the God Transformation stage, which showed how much Su Ming's talent had shocked him.

But thinking about it carefully, it's quite normal for Bai Ti to feel this way.

Yuanying monk lives for a thousand years.

Less than 50 years old, not even one-twentieth of the lifespan of a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage.

With Su Ming's cultivation speed and the resources of Xianxia Sect, he can cultivate to the late Nascent Soul before he turns [-] at most.

This means that Su Ming has a full 900 years to break through the threshold of the stage of transformation into gods.

In 900 years, even a late Nascent Soul cultivator with the most ordinary talents can practice the Dao Law to the realm of mastering the law, and thus enter the stage of transforming gods, let alone a peerless genius like Su Ming.

Thinking of this, Bai Ti felt an unbearable excitement in his heart.

Counting the tens of thousands of years of Xianxia School's history, there are very few monks who can find Su Ming's talent.

Su Ming heard Bai Ti's praise, but he didn't refute it.

His talent is here, it would be a bit hypocritical to refute it.

After all, with his current practice speed, it is obvious that he will break through the stage of transformation in the future.

The moment Su Ming was about to speak, a white light slowly formed in front of the crowd.

Seeing the person coming, everyone immediately bowed to each other.

"Brother Master."

"See the teacher!"

Jiang Yan showed his figure, nodded, his eyes swept over everyone, and finally fell on Su Ming.

"good very good!"

Jiang Yan looked at Su Ming, with a dazzling look in his eyes, "Su Ming, you really lived up to the expectations of me and Master Gongyang!"

Hearing this, Su Ming bowed his head and remained silent.

Immediately, Jiang Yan looked at Bai Ti, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Bai, you don't object to borrowing from your apprentice for my brother?"

Bai Ti stroked his beard and laughed heartily: "Is it useful for me to object?"

"Ha ha ha ha."

Jiang Yan also laughed out loud, "It's useless!"

After finishing speaking, Jiang Yan waved his sleeves, and saw a white light enveloping Su Ming, and then, the figures of the two disappeared in front of everyone in an instant.

Gong Xiaocai saw that Su Ming was taken away by Jiang Yan just after she left the customs, she didn't even have time to say hello to her, her little mouth couldn't help but opened slightly, but in the end she didn't say a word.

Bai Ti noticed the expression on Gong Xiaocai's pretty face, turned her head and said in relief: "Don't worry, I have seen countless people for my teacher, he is not a heartless person."

"Ok, I know."

Gong Xiaocai seemed to remember something, the gloomy look on her face disappeared, and then she showed a lively smile.

The secret realm in the beginning.

Immortal Mansion, the master of the Taoist Academy.

The figures of Su Ming and Jiang Yan reappeared in the Immortal Palace where Gongyang Xun lived.

"Cough cough cough."

Standing outside the Immortal Palace, Su Ming heard a burst of violent coughing coming from the Immortal Palace.

"go in."

Jiang Yan said in a low voice.

Hearing this, Su Ming nodded.

The last time he returned to the Zongmen, he had already seen that Gongyang Xun was close to running out of fuel.

To be honest, it is already a miracle that he can survive until now.

Step into the fairy palace.

The Nascent Soul monks of the Xianxia Sect gathered here. Looking around, there were actually more than 50 Nascent Soul stage monks of the Xianxia Sect, among which there were seven monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

This time, all the Nascent Soul stage monks of the Xianxia Sect gathered here.

The group of Nascent Soul cultivators in front of them is the entire foundation of the Xianxia Sect.

But at this moment, their eyes were all focused on an old man on the bed who looked like a wind.

The old man was lying on the Wenyu bed, wrapped in a thin quilt made of velvet and silk.

It's hard to imagine that a dignified late Nascent Soul cultivator is so weak that he needs to be warmed with a thin velvet blanket.

When everyone saw Jiang Yan and Su Ming walking into the hall, they had different expressions on their faces.

But without exception, they all took the initiative to make way for the two of them.

Su Ming followed behind Jiang Yan, accepted the attention ceremony of the highest monk of Xianxia Sect, and walked to Gongyang Xun's sick bed step by step.

As if sensing Jiang Yan's arrival, Gongyang Xun, whose eyes were closed, slowly opened them.

Su Ming looked at Gongyang Xun's cloudy eyes, he couldn't believe that this was actually the master of the Xianxia sect who fought with Guang Yuanzi back then!

If you don't become a fairy, no matter how bright it is, it is only a momentary glory!

Seeing Gongyang Xun's appearance, Su Ming couldn't help feeling emotional.

In fact, not only Su Ming, but every Nascent Soul cultivator present looked extremely dull when they saw Gongyang Xun's appearance.

Why is Gongyang Xun's today not their tomorrow?

In the five directions, no one can escape the cage of this world.

Ascension to the Upper Realm has become a legend!

Practice can lead to longevity, but not eternal life.

"Senior Gongyang, Su Ming is here."

Jiang Yan leaned in front of Gongyang Xun and whispered.

At this time, Su Ming noticed a faint spiritual consciousness sweeping over him.

This spiritual consciousness is really too weak, and it seems to be different from the spiritual consciousness of the monks in the Foundation Establishment period.

Su Ming quickly realized that this was actually Gong Yangxun's consciousness.

Gongyang Xun raised his hand tremblingly, and Su Ming stepped forward quickly.

Suddenly, Gongyang Xun grabbed Su Ming's arm. Even if the oil was exhausted, Su Ming felt his arm was aching from being grabbed by Gongyang Xun.

At this moment, Gongyang Xun's muddy eyes burst into an unprecedented look.

He fixed his gaze on Su Ming, and said word by word: "Su Ming, the future of the Xianxia Sect is in your hands! The inheritance of the Xianxia Sect must never be broken! Remember?"

Su Ming met Gongyang Xun's scrutinizing gaze, nodded heavily, and said, "Disciple, remember!"

"Good, good, good!"

Su Ming felt that his right arm was slowly released, and Gong Yang Xun lay powerlessly on the sickbed, without a sound.

"Senior Brother Gongyang? Senior Brother Gongyang!"

Jiang Yan's voice changed from light to heavy, and finally let out a tremor-like cry.

"Master!"

In the main hall, Yu Wenming knelt down on the ground with a plop, tears streaming from his eyes.

At this moment, all the emotions in his heart burst out. He recalled that Gongyang Xun led him into the immortal way and taught him to practice.

For hundreds of years, in Yu Wenming's heart, Gongyang Xun is not only the teacher, but also the only family member.

However, it was such an elder whom he regarded as a relative, when he was dying, he left his position as head of the monastery to Su Ming who had only met him a few times.

"Master, in your heart, the Xianxia sect is ultimately greater than the disciples!"

Yu Wenming groaned in his heart.

In the end, all his grief turned into a cloud of anger.

A mass of anger that wanted to burn Su Ming to ashes!

Yu Wenming fixed his gaze on Su Ming.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, Su Ming's perception is so keen, the moment Yu Wenming stared at him, he sensed the other's gaze.

So, he turned his head directly and met Yu Wenming's eyes without giving in.

Although Yu Wenming's cultivation base is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the cards in Su Ming's hands are far from what Yu Wenming can compare with.

When the two fight against each other, even if Su Ming doesn't rely on Guang Yuanzi and Chun Yangzi, the two late stage Nascent Soul avatars, he can easily suppress the opponent with his own cultivation.

Because Su Ming is not only a Nascent Soul cultivator at the initial stage, he is also a cultivator of the First Sight Realm.

Yu Wenming turned his head and kowtowed nine times to the ram Xun respectfully, then stood up directly, and flew out of the hall without looking back.

Seeing Yu Wenming leaving in anger, Jiang Yan turned a blind eye.

I saw him gently pulling up the thin quilt made of velvet and silk cotton, and slowly covering the ram Xun's body after sitting.

Immediately, Jiang Yan turned around, looked at the monks in the main hall, and announced: "Master Gongyang has passed away. According to Master Gongyang's last wish, from now on, Su Ming will be established as No. 20 Sixth Daoist of Xianxia Sect. Master! Do you have any objections?"

After all, Jiang Yan's eyes swept over everyone one by one.

Yuan Chengyun, head of the Law Enforcement Department, moved his eyes slightly, but finally had to acquiesce.

After all, according to the agreement he made with Jiang Yan last time, Su Ming not only broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, but also advanced all the way to the third level of the Nascent Soul.

With such talents, it is certain to break through the stage of transformation in the future.

At this moment, no one dared to say that Su Ming was not qualified to be the head of the Xianxia Sect Taoist Academy.

In the final analysis, what the world of cultivating immortals looks at is strength!
Su Ming not only has strength, but also has amazing potential.

Naturally, no one objected to him being the master of the Taoist monastery.

"Since everyone has no objection, I announce that from now on, Su Ming will be the No. 20 Sixth Daoist Master of my Xianxia Sect!"

Hearing this, the Xianxia Sect Yuanying monks present looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, it was Wang Xuanjian who came to his senses first, and hurriedly bowed his hands to Su Ming and said, "See Headmaster Su!"

Hearing that Wang Xuanjian was the first to salute Su Ming, the rest of the people, especially the principals of the Taoist faction, reacted one after another, scrambling to salute Su Ming, saying: "See Master Su!"

"See Headmaster Su!"

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In the main hall, the voices of greetings came and went, and finally became one.

A month later.

The news that Gong Yang Xun Zuohua and Su Ming served as the head of the Xianxia Sect's Taoist monastery spread throughout Daqian.

So far, for the first time, Su Ming's name has appeared on the desks of the head teachers of various sects.

The land of the extreme west.

Tianjian Mountain.

On the snow-capped mountain, a fairy palace stands quietly on the top of the mountain.

Facing the glaring sunlight, the hall as a whole presents a scene of radiance.

Inside the hall.

Cang Lingzi played with the jade slip in his hand, and sighed softly: "Such a genius monk with spiritual talent, unexpectedly fell into the hands of the Xianxia sect, alas!"

Having said that, Cang Lingzi shook his head.

"The environment in this extreme west is too harsh, and the number of mortals is scarce. Although there are three states in Tianjian Mountain, the population is far less than that of Lanzhou, Liangzhou, Danzhou and other places."

Cang Lingzi frowned, and then slowly relaxed, "I wonder if this year can bring some surprises to me."

Yuezhou.

Luan Yinzong.

In the majestic fairy palace, a decree flew out directly from the fairy palace.

Soon, there was a sound like a loud bell on the decree, it was the voice of the current head teacher of Luan Yinzong.

"Xianxia sent the new head of the hospital to succeed, and you will pay a visit with me."

"Yes, Headmaster!"

In the Luanyin Sect, several Nascent Soul cultivators heard the voice in their ears and responded.

When the spiritual consciousness taught by Luanyin Sect went away, a Nascent Soul cultivator frowned and said secretly: "He actually broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage, Junior Sister, I hope you will never come back in this lifetime."

After all, this mid-Yuanying cultivator glanced in the direction of Lanzhou and shook his head.

Lanzhou.

Xianxia sect's secret realm in the early days.

In the Immortal Palace where Jiang Yan lived.

Su Ming and Jiang Yan sat facing each other, there were only two of them in the huge fairy palace.

"Are you going to Yaoyuan Taoist Temple?"

Jiang Yan looked at Su Ming strangely.

"Um,"

Su Ming nodded, "This disciple was originally the director of the Yaoyuan Dao Academy, but he became the head of the Taoist Academy before he actually took office. Now that the position of the director of the Yaoyuan Dao Academy is vacant, this disciple plans to replace it for a while.

Furthermore, with the disciple's current cultivation base, it is not yet time to comprehend the law of the Dao in the secret realm of the beginning of time, so it is better to practice more outside while the cultivation base is still shallow. "

Hearing these words, Jiang Yan finally nodded.

"That's right, you didn't mess up your Dao heart because of your sudden promotion of status, I am very pleased,"

Jiang Yan smiled and said, "Since you want to take over the stall of Yaoyuan Taoist Academy, go ahead and do it. You can return to the sect when you find a suitable candidate for the head of the academy."

Speaking of this, Jiang Yan seemed to think of something, and said: "However, the celebration of your succession as the head of the Taoist Academy will be held in three years. At that time, don't forget to return to the sect."

"Master, don't worry, disciples don't worry."

Seeing Su Ming's calm appearance, Jiang Yan couldn't help but feel even more satisfied.

In this world, countless young and ambitious monks died due to frivolity, but he did not see any frivolity or arrogance in Su Ming.

All he could see was caution and indifference.

One must know that Su Ming has only cultivated for a mere few dozen years so far. In Jiang Yan's eyes, Su Ming's age is really too young.

What Jiang Yan was most worried about was not that Su Ming's cultivation and talent were not enough to take the position of head of the Taoist Academy, but that he lacked xinxing!
But now it seems that his worries are obviously unnecessary.

Jiang Yan recalled the scene when Yu Wenming left in anger that day, and couldn't help but feel grateful for the choice he made with Gongyang Xun. Fortunately, he didn't hand over the Xianxia faction to Yu Wenming.