Chapter 944

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

A green escape light cleaved the horizon, and before long it arrived at the Qingmu Sect in Dongyu.

Since the last time they went out, everyone first delved deep into the Xuan Tu Emperor Monarch's Cave Abode, harvesting massive amounts of Spiritual Treasures and Inheritance; afterward they jointly exterminated the ever-hostile Mother Worm Sect, thoroughly eliminating a heart-and-belly grave threat, causing the entire Sect's morale to soar.

At this moment, inside and outside the Sect, voices were in a clamor.

Disciples wore uniform green attire — some sparring in Cultivation, some observing and learning, and even some Outer Disciples orderly tending to the Sect's Lingti.

As for the commoners of Fengrao Commandery, their fervor for the Qingmu Sect rose another Stairway.

The Outer Sect guest hall was piled with rice, flour, fruit, and other offerings sent by the commoners.

Passersby, whenever they mentioned the Qingmu Sect, all wore expressions of reverence.

Today's Qingmu Sect possessed formidable strength and deep foundation; even the surrounding major powers had to be wary of it by three parts. Whether Cultivators or mortals, all took pride in becoming Qingmu Sect Disciples or vassals.

Quite a few youths of decent Aptitude even scrambled head over heels to enter the Qingmu Sect to cultivate.

Xu Zhangqing reined in the Spiritual Light around his body, like an ordinary Cultivator, and stepped slowly through the Mountain Gate.

Disciples along the way, seeing this, stopped what they were doing one after another, bowed and saluted: "Sect Master!"

Voices rose and fell in succession, filled with reverence and veneration.

Xu Zhangqing nodded slightly, his gaze gentle as it swept over the crowd.

Though he spoke no extra words, he naturally carried an aura of majesty; every Disciple who met his eyes couldn't help but feel reverence well up, and hurriedly lowered their heads.

Xu Zhangqing had just reached the rest area when two figures rushed over swiftly.

Woof woof~

Accompanied by barking, two Dog pounced at his feet.

Wangwang, yellow dog with white face.

Fur sleek, eyes bright.

Because he had lived long enough, he was extremely understanding of human nature.

Wangzai, special bloodline.

Body Type a full circle larger than his father's, the Vortex on his head growing ever larger.

Though he looked fierce, he still retained the spoiled cuteness of his puppyhood.

Wangwang circled Xu Zhangqing's feet nonstop, gently rubbing his head against his trouser legs, tail wagging furiously, eyes full of intimacy and joy.

Wangzai then stepped forward, nudging Xu Zhangqing's hand back with his moist nose, letting out whining cooing sounds from his throat; his massive frame swayed slightly, looking exceptionally Cute.

Xu Zhangqing's expression softened a few degrees; he reached out and rubbed Wangwang's head top, then patted Wangzai's spine: "Still unchanged, it's only you two!"

Gua Gua has now become the "Patrol Team" boss, leading Gulu Lu, Jiji Zha, and Huala La three Water Demons day in, day out, patrolling the Sect Territory.

As for the black cat, it was always held in Linglong's arms, never separated.

You should know, it's getting more and more "bloated" now.

Linglong herself is Not High in stature, yet she hugs a black cat fatter than her.

This scene, just thinking about it makes one unable to bear looking directly.

Woof woof~

Wangwang, as if understanding Master's words, barked even more cheerfully.

Wangzai took the opportunity to lie at his feet, head resting on paws, eyes sticky-glued staring.

Xu Zhangqing teased the two Dog for a good While, then called out: "Feng'er!"

Lin Feng has Wind Spirit Root, able to keenly Capture every movement in the wind.

Therefore, even though Xu Zhangqing's voice was Not High, he heard it.

Soon, a figure hurried over.

Lin Feng stepped up quickly, bowed and saluted: "Teacher."

He raised his head, gaze landing on Xu Zhangqing, eyes flashing a trace of Not easy to perceive astonishment.

After all, the two had only not seen each other for a few days.

But Lin Feng felt that today's Teacher, whether temperament, momentum, or aura, had undergone great change compared to before.

The former Teacher was steady and reserved, carrying a few parts Gentle.

While now, Xu Zhangqing wore the Qing Emperor Spirit Robe, on his hair knot the Qing Emperor Spirit Wood Hairpin; though he released no deliberate pressure, he naturally carried nobility and majesty.

Merely standing there made one's heart birth reverence, daring not to look straight at him.

Xu Zhangqing Perceived his Disciple's gaze, offered no extra Explanation, smiled and asked: "This period, how is your Cultivation progress?"

Lin Feng hastily collected his mind, respectfully replied: "Replying Teacher, Disciple has cultivated diligently without cease this period, and has now reached Earth-grade Golden Core Perfection Realm.

Body magic power abundant, ready at any time to Impact Nascent Soul Realm."

Speaking these words, his eyes flashed a trace of Pride, yet without arrogance or complacency.

Xu Zhangqing Hears this, Satisfied nodding: "Your talent was originally Not bad, merely delayed by mundane affairs for a time; now as long as you steady yourself, in the future you will surely ascend to Nascent Soul."

Receiving Teacher's encouragement, Lin Feng's heart rejoiced greatly, hurriedly bowed: "Disciple will certainly not disappoint Teacher's expectations, cultivate diligently, absolutely not slacken!"

Afterward, Xu Zhangqing shifted tone: "Feng'er, Teacher asks you.

In the Great Feng Dynasty's national treasury, is there a Xuan Tie Token hidden?"

Lin Feng Hears this, joy on face fading, then Thoughtfully said: "Teacher, this name Xuan Tie Token, Disciple has indeed heard of.

It seems related to some Mo Zhong secret, yet clues have never been found, nor its specific use known; therefore it has always been kept in the national treasury, never touched."

He paused, then added: "Actually, there are many similar things in the national treasury."

For example, several volumes of incomplete ancient maps, scrolls inscribed with unfamiliar spiritual runes, and some special paintings and calligraphy, each carrying baseless legends and news.

But most cannot be verified, nor do they have any specific use."

A glimmer of realization flashed in Xu Zhangqing's eyes: "This Xuan Tie Token, Teacher has use for it."

"Later, send someone to deliver it here."

"Disciple obeys!"

Lin Feng hesitated not at all, quickly saying: "Rest assured, Teacher, Disciple will immediately arrange people to deliver it to your hands at the fastest speed."

After speaking, he turned and left, afraid of delaying Teacher's instructions.

"Wait."

Xu Zhangqing called out to stop him, instructing: "This matter need not be made public."

"Do not draw others' attention, lest complications arise."

"Disciple understands!"

Lin Feng bowed in assent, then left in quick steps.

Xu Zhangqing watched his disciple's departing back, slowly closed his eyes, and three-colored spiritual light of green-black-white flowed around his body, his breath growing increasingly steady and refined.

Time passed bit by bit; about half a day later, the Xuan Tie Token was delivered.

Spirit Rong Night held an antique wooden box with both hands, smiling: "It's me again this time—surprised? Delighted? Unexpected?"

"You have worked hard."

Xu Zhangqing raised his hand, and the wooden box flew automatically into his hand.

He opened the wooden box, and a token came into view.

The token was cold to the touch, hard in texture, exactly the Xuan Tie Token he sought.

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Night fell gradually, and the entire Qingmu Sect was quiet.

Xu Zhangqing sat in the hall, deducing the Essence and Glory Dao Rhyme, when suddenly a faint "rustling" sound entered his ears.

The sound was extremely faint, like ants crawling.

Unless one listened carefully, it was almost imperceptible.

At first, it was only intermittent outside the hall.

But as time passed, the sound grew louder, gradually becoming clamorous.

Like countless insects hissing by his ear, as if urging something.

Xu Zhangqing opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing in his gaze: "Wu Sheng Chong Mu?"