Chapter 115

That terrifying eagle phantom became more solid, and its momentum became even more terrifying.

Elder Zhang and his group in the distance looked solemn: "The rank of the secret technique this child comprehended seems to exceed expectations!"

"Judging by the momentum, I'm afraid the power is not small!"

"Be prepared; newly comprehended spells and spirit techniques are unstable and prone to accidents, injuring other disciples!"

The group focused their attention, their bodies slightly tense.

At this moment, they saw Heng Xian swing a claw out with force.

"Chirp—"

There seemed to be an ethereal eagle screech, and the eagle phantom rushed forward, crashing onto a cliff at the edge of the valley not far away.

"Boom—"

The entire cliff was instantly grabbed, with rocks several feet wide falling into the abyss with a clatter.

And a claw mark one foot large appeared on the original cliff.

The whole scene was silent.

Even Heng Xian himself was stunned for a moment. Holy crap! This strong?

The Heavenly Hexagram's divination really didn't waste effort!

Elder Zhang and others in the distance breathed a sigh of relief, but looked at each other, seeing a trace of amazement in each other's eyes!

This eagle claw secret technique could not be spoken of in the same breath as Huo Yuanqing's sword technique.

Although Huo Yuanqing's sword move was good, among the countless mature sword techniques in the world, it could only be said to be very mediocre.

And Heng Xian's eagle claw secret technique was not only powerful but also extremely precious and rare.

Most importantly, it had faintly exceeded the limit of a secret technique and reached the category of a spell!

If this were used by a cultivator above the Primordial Dan Realm...

It was hard to imagine that this was comprehended by a kid in the Qi Sea Realm!

The elders saw the doorway, while the disciples saw the excitement; at least from the surface, this move was fierce, cool, flashy, and stylish.

Compared to Senior Brother Huo Yuanqing's sword move, it exceeded it by too much.

The difference between the two was clear at a glance!

Lin Shuyu's eyes brightened slightly, and she sincerely cupped her hands: "I have learned of Junior Brother Heng Xian's reputation as a genius today!"

Heng Xian said: "Senior Sister Lin is too kind!"

Beside him, Huo Yuanqing was breathing rapidly; he had wanted to improvise and show off his painting and comprehension, but didn't expect to end up suffering for it.

At this time, seeing Heng Xian and Lin Shuyu exchanging greetings, he couldn't help but ask in a deep voice: "Heng Xian! Do you dare to say that you comprehended this yourself, and that Uncle-Master Nangong didn't teach you in advance?"

Heng Xian smiled indifferently: "Is this... very difficult? Whether it is or isn't, one check will tell; why would I need to fake it? If Senior Brother thinks so, then so be it!"

After speaking, he turned around, picked up Xiao Hei, and headed straight for Ku Liu Mountain.

His posture was straight, his long hair flying, his style peerless for a moment.

Huo Yuanqing's face turned liver-purple; he flicked his sleeves heavily and headed straight into the depths of Qingyun Peak.

Lin Shuyu looked at Heng Xian's back, chuckled, and turned to leave with her sisters.

And the surrounding disciples quickly surrounded the "painting" Heng Xian had left behind.

A true disciple murmured: "Cultivation is like looking at mountains and water; looking at mountains as mountains, looking at water as water, looking at mountains not as mountains, looking at water not as water!

Junior Brother Heng's words are truly invincible!"

"That's right!" Another disciple said: "Cultivation is just like this; once you understand, you understand; if you don't understand, saying anything is useless!"

Another long-faced female disciple pointed to the bug in the "painting": "Look! This tiger is indeed fierce and domineering!"

A round-faced fat man beside her said: "Although the tiger is fierce, the fierce eagle above is even more terrifying and domineering!"

A thin, small disciple in the crowd looked and looked, but no matter how he looked, it was just a "chick eating bug painting," so he couldn't help scratching his head: "I don't see a tiger or an eagle!"

Everyone looked at him one after another, full of pity: "Junior Brother! Your comprehension is still a bit lacking!"

"Ah?" The thin, small disciple swallowed dryly, his face full of annoyance.

At this time, an older senior brother looked at the painting and shed tears: "I finally understand! This painting not only has an eagle and a tiger, but also endless desolation, just like us cultivators, defying heaven to change fate, fighting with heaven for luck!

When I go back, I might be able to form my Primordial Dan!"

"Senior Brother's comprehension is actually... so monstrous!"

"Hehe, you're too kind!"

"Ah! I understand too; I not only see the tiger and the fierce eagle, but also a piece of the red dust..."

"This painting is incomparably profound!"

"It can be called a divine painting of enlightenment!"

Heng Xian returned to Ku Liu Peak, full of profanity.

Although he had gained a lot today, getting a claw technique, this show-off was too big and too high-profile.

Making a name for himself didn't fit his principle of low-key cultivation at all.

In the courtyard, Senior Sister Ye Batian was using an iron stove to bake meat pies. Seeing him return, she laughed: "I was wondering where Xiao Hei went; so it was taken by Junior Brother. Do you think it's too bored? If it doesn't work, why not let it go?"

Xiao Hei seemed to know it was being talked about, excitedly wagging its tail, jumping up and down.

Heng Xian said coldly: "No! Add two more iron chains to it, and also, castrate it!"

Xiao Hei let out an "Awoo" and darted into the dog cage, stuffing its head under a rag.

Ye Batian laughed: "Then add three locks; I don't like the look of it either!"

"Awoo..." Xiao Hei cried even more miserably.

Heng Xian sat to one side, picked up a meat pie, and ate it, saying indistinctly: "Hmm, the taste is good, scallion fragrant and meat sticky; Senior Sister's craftsmanship is getting better and better!"

Ye Batian was a little embarrassed: "It's still Junior Brother's teaching."

As she spoke, as if remembering something: "I just went to the Merit Hall and heard that the new disciples' 'submission tasks' are coming down."

Heng Xian said while eating: "Does it have anything to do with us?"

Ye Batian rolled her eyes at him: "The submission task is for those within one year of entering the sect; every newly entered true disciple and inner disciple must experience it.

You've been in the sect for over a year, so you're just within the quota."

Heng Xian asked: "What does that mean? What do we have to do for the task?"

Ye Batian thought for a while: "It's hard to say; some are within the sect, and some require going out of the sect.

Xiao Hua guarded three hundred acres of Fuling medicinal flowers on the sect's Qiyao Mountain back then.

I followed an elder from another peak and a few old disciples to the Qingzhi Kingdom, fourteen hundred miles away, to handle affairs."

Heng Xian said "Oh" and didn't ask any more; he'd deal with it when the time came!

Just then, Master Nangong Liluo floated down from the sky, her eyes shining brightly: "Wow! Batian, baking pies again, truly filial; sleep with Master tonight!"

Ye Batian blinked: "Master, we are both women; sleeping together won't feel like anything, right?"

Nangong Liluo stuffed half a pie into her mouth: "Little thing, Master is going to explain the insights of forming a Dan to you!"

Ye Batian rubbed her nose: "I don't believe it; you must be making me massage you."

"Forget it if you don't believe me." Nangong Liluo said carelessly, looking at Heng Xian, who was resting with his eyes closed: "Did you show off again today, kid?"

Heng Xian opened his eyes: "Showed off a little, compared comprehension with Huo Yuanqing of Qingyun Peak."

Ye Batian was curious: "And then?"

Heng Xian said: "Then I comprehended a move, one step higher than him."

Ye Batian gave a thumbs up.

Nangong Liluo said: "Next time you seek enlightenment, go quietly; don't be so high-profile. A group of elders just came to me, saying they wanted to pay 500,000 medium-quality spirit crystals to buy that move of yours."

"And then?" Heng Xian asked.

Nangong Liluo looked solemn: "I said, how could the secret technique my disciple comprehended be sold easily? And how could I, Nangong Liluo, be that kind of person!"

Heng Xian and Ye Batian looked at each other: "And then?"

"Need to add money! They were scared away!" Nangong Liluo picked her nose.

"Knew it." Ye Batian and Heng Xian turned their heads away.

Nangong Liluo sat to the other side, crossing her long legs that she was so proud of: "A big event happened in the cultivation world; do you want to hear it?"

(End of chapter)