Chapter 292

Initially, after returning to Xudu Heaven, Qingzhi was not in a hurry to visit the Long Gong, but put her thoughts aside and specifically searched for Chen Hang's traces in the southern region of the Dongmi Continent.

But this trip.

Only saw a piece of messy ruins at Xiaogan Mountain.

After catching a disciple of the Huanhua Sword Sect at random and asking for the reason.

Qingzhi's spirit was dazed, and she was truly at a loss.

When she came back to her senses, she had subconsciously flown back to the East Sea and came to the Long Gong to sponge off another meal.

It had been several years since she left Xudu Heaven.

And upon returning.

It was all toil and running around.

Naturally, it was difficult to know clearly what had happened in these few years.

Qingzhi only thought that Chen Hang had long since died in the tragedy in the southern region a few years ago, her heart full of melancholy, and she also did not know how to explain it to Wei Lingjiang.

This matter could not be thought about too much.

The more she thought, the more her head hurt.

Under the agitation of her emotions, her appetite was several times that of the past, as if as long as she filled her stomach, everything would have a solution, and there would be a way when the cart reached the mountain.

Seeing Qingzhi absent-minded and burping uncontrollably, the dragon girl on the side could not help but smile and ask:

"What troubles do you have again? Tell me about it; maybe I can smooth it out for you."

"You?"

Qingzhi glanced at her sideways, burped melancholically, shook her head, and said complexly:

"Forget it, this matter is not easy to talk about; saying it is useless, and it's my own fault...

It's you, Sister Ao Jin, do you have anyone you like in this Long Gong son-in-law selection?"

Having sponged off food and drink in the Long Gong for these years, she had also made a few friends she could talk to.

Like the dragon girl Ao Jin in front of her, who was one of them.

After hearing that Qingzhi appeared in the Long Gong, Ao Jin naturally rushed to see her.

However, coming to the Crystal Palace this time, she saw Qingzhi rarely showing this depressed look.

It made Ao Jin feel surprised, not understanding what had happened...

"Long Gong son-in-law selection? I have no interest in this matter; you know that. Although we are ordered by Xuanjie and born sacred, human cultivators are in power now.

In the eyes of most of the True Person elders of the Eight Sects and Six Schools, we are no different from those demon cultivators."

Ao Jin said disapprovingly:

"Especially that Grandmaster Master Shan Jian of the Yuchen Sect, who hates to kill all the aliens of Xudu Heaven and only leave the human race. In this situation, can I still hope for a golden and jade marriage?"

Although these words were spoken plainly, Qingzhi could still hear the indignation in them.

She scratched her head, not knowing what to say for a moment.

Although the custom of Long Gong son-in-law selection had been passed down for many years.

But counting down the past Dharma Assemblies.

The examples of those who won first place and married a dragon girl were very few and far between, not many at all.

Calling this choosing a son-in-law.

It would be more appropriate to call it selling a stroke of good fortune, letting those talents of the Eight Sects and Six Schools accept the favor.

In this way.

It was reasonable for dragon girls like Ao Jin to feel humiliated and unhappy...

And at this time.

Seeing Qingzhi stammering for a long time, unable to squeeze out any good words of comfort.

Ao Jin knew her head was empty and did not force it, turning the topic:

"However, among the people who came this time, there are several figures from the *Yearly Evaluation*, do you know, Qingzhi?"

"My name isn't on it, why look at that broken thing?"

Qingzhi was disdainful.

"Let's go, stop eating. I recently obtained a Yuhong Mirror from the Rouxuan Mansion, which is quite interesting, and I was just about to invite you to appreciate it."

Ao Jin pinched her fat face and smiled:

"Anyway, Wei Lingjiang hasn't come out of seclusion yet, so you can stay here for a few days, accompany me to play, and by the way, watch the excitement of the Dharma Assembly. When it's over, it won't be too late to go back to Lutai Mountain."

"..."

Qingzhi only hesitated for a moment before nodding vigorously and agreeing.

"However, you asked Fourteenth Brother and the others for Zhengyang True Sand; has Wei Lingjiang really formed a core, and what grade is it?"

Seeing Qingzhi carefully put away the True Sand placed on the jade table.

Ao Jin was curious and asked a few more questions.

With Wei Lingjiang's status, she naturally did not lack external medicine like Zhengyang True Sand that could increase core power, and she did not need to speak to the Long Gong.

On the contrary, with her honorable status, as soon as the news of her core formation success was released, countless people would speculate and show favor to her.

And Qingzhi's move was nothing more than borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha.

Associating it with her worried look.

Ao Jin guessed that she had obviously done something wrong and was feeling uneasy.

"I haven't returned to Lutai Mountain yet, and I don't dare to ask..."

Facing Ao Jin's inquiry, Qingzhi did not hide anything and said truthfully:

"It's just that there is a spiritual essence contract between me and the mistress, and I can sense the movement of her forming a Jin Dan from here."

"In that case, you only know she formed a core, but you don't know what grade of Jin Dan Wei Lingjiang formed?"

Ao Jin deliberately teased the girl:

"If your master is not a High-Grade Jin Dan, and today's matter spreads, wouldn't it be a loss of face, and you would be miserable."

"How could that be, that's my mistress!"

Qingzhi hummed twice, put her hands on her hips, and laughed loudly:

"Just sensing that aura, it's definitely not a Mid-Grade Jin Dan! The mistress is going to be the Daoist of the Chiming Sect; when the time comes, everyone will share the glory, and I, Qingzhi, can also be an ancestor!

At that time... I'll be Ancestor Qingzhi, hahahaha!"

Seeing the girl laughing strangely at the sky, Ao Jin stroked her forehead and could not help but laugh.

And five days later.

East Sea, Long Gong.

Suddenly, the bell rang three times, melodious and long, shaking the eardrums.

All living beings in the Long Gong heard it clearly, their blood surging, and they could not help but look solemn and stand up.

"Finally, it's time for the battle..."

At this moment, in a three-story pavilion.

Chen Hang slowly withdrew his mysterious power, held the hot and shining talisman in his hand, divine light shining in his eyes, and a soaring fighting spirit rose in his chest, as fast as wind, fire, and thunder, aggressive!

Only by winning first place in the Dharma Assembly can one borrow the cave heaven from the Dragon Clan, so as to catch up with the Four Halls Grand Competition five years later.

Winning the Dharma Assembly.

It is truly related to his future cultivation plans and is of utmost importance!

If he can suppress the cultivators and win first place, he will naturally thoroughly make a name for himself in the Nine Provinces and Four Seas.

From then on, the path will be smooth, and he will have the qualifications to ascend Qiyun Mountain!

And if not, then everything is over.

No matter what kind of planning he had before, it will turn into a blank sheet of paper, with no way to talk about it.

"The brightness of a hundred stars is not as good as the light of one moon; opening ten windows is not as good as the brightness of one door... Success or failure depends on this!"

Chen Hang chanted leisurely and said.

And feeling the surging, unstoppable aura like sea tides and thunder on his body.

At this moment, in the purple palace between his brows, the Abyssal Sword also let out a clear sword chime, as if it wanted to cut through a hundred demons, reflect the five stars, and be sharp and aggressive!

Seeing this, Chen Hang laughed loudly, held the flying sword, and immediately turned into a brilliant red rainbow, flying up from the ground.

In an instant, it disappeared into the high dome, gone in a flash!

(End of chapter)