Chapter 99: Spiritual Opening in August (2 more updates, please vote for me)

"Jiang Shou."

Jiang Shou opened his eyes and saw Suo Wuchang standing in front of him.

He said: "Master Suo."

After shouting, his wandering mind returned, and the voices of the people around him gradually became clear to his ears.

Jiang Shou looked around and realized that he was no longer in Lingxi.

"Lord Suo," he shouted again, standing up straight and already fully awake.

Suo Wuchang saw the aura around his body and the hidden light between his brows, and asked aloud: "Would you like to enter my Wuchang Palace?"

"Yes." No matter how hard the surrounding spiritual masters tried to sell him, Jiang Shou agreed to Suo Wuchang's question without hesitation.

This was what they had agreed upon before they came. Suo Wuchang had told Jiang Shou that he would definitely agree to it after he found some understanding.

Under the rules here, even if the spiritual masters around him are dissatisfied, they have no choice but to return in anger.

"Look at the aura surrounding this ordinary man, he is just a hair away from being a son of heaven." A spiritual master looked at Jiang Shou and said in surprise.

"Sometimes there is only a thin line between heaven and earth, but there is a huge difference." It is useless no matter how good it is, the leading spiritual master who did not grab any high-level spirit son changed his attitude from saying good things.

Jiang Shou didn't expect that the spiritual master who was so superior to him would be so petty and careless.

Zhao Zhong greeted him, "Jiang Xiaoyou."

Jiang Shou said: "Sir."

"It's time to change your name to senior." Zhao Zhong said patiently.

Jiang Shou said: "Senior."

"Jiang Shou." Sun Yaole approached and said, "I've been waiting for you."

Jiang Shou nodded to her, looked around and asked without seeing Mi August, "Is August out yet?"

Sun Yaole, who felt ignored, paused with a smile, and said as if she had a good relationship with Mi August: "Well, we are all here waiting for her."

Jiang Shou turned to Suo Wuchang and said, "I want to wait here for August."

"Okay." Suo Wuchang said.

It was already late at night, and ordinary darkness had no effect on the spiritual master's vision.

Sususususu——————

The wind rustled the trees, and the layers were like waves.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at Dian Lingxi. The movement came from Dian Lingxi's auspicious cloud leaf hat.

"...Is Dian Lingxi withering?"

A spiritual master said uncertainly, asking others for answers.

"That's right, Dian Lingxi is withering ahead of time!"

"how so?"

Not only the spiritual masters here were talking about it, but everyone who could see something strange was surprised by this strange situation.

However, no matter how confused they were, they could not prevent Lingxi from dying prematurely.

The auspicious clouds sink and shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"At this rate, Dian Lingxi will be in full bloom for one less day this year than in previous years."

Zhao Zhong said.

His eyes flashed and he asked Suo Wuchang: "Brother Suo, what do you think the reason might be?"

Suo Wuchang: "I don't have that much ability to see through some of the mysteries of the spirit."

Zhao Zhong said: "Just a guess, I think it is related to the son of Tongtian."

Suo Wuchang remained silent.

His white face is his best emotional shield, but silence makes it difficult for others to observe his thoughts.

When it was almost dawn, the silver medal on Zhao Zhong's waist trembled twice, his face turned around and he went to greet the people from Yinhuan Mansion.

"Why is he here!" Zhao Zhongfei whispered quickly when he saw the person clearly.

Sun Yaole, who was standing next to him, heard his words and followed him inadvertently, looking in the direction where he was greeted.

Three people came, led by the young man walking in the middle, with a man and a woman on the left and right.

The young man's appearance has a strange beauty, he is dressed in white clothes with silver patterns, and his temperament is something Sun Yaole has never seen before.

The young man caught her peeping with one glance, and the moment he looked at her, he felt physically and mentally defeated.

"Young Master." Zhao Zhong praised the young man.

The young man's eyes turned from Sun Yaole's face to the top and pointed at the Lingxi Xiangyun Ye Hat.

"Son of Tongtian."

Zhao Zhong, who was ignored, said respectfully: "Yes."

"Very good." The young man responded, then lowered his eyes and waited.

The inexplicable gazes of the surrounding spiritual masters fell on the young man, but the young man remained unmoved.

Jiang Shou withdrew his gaze and asked Suo Wuchang in a low voice: "Who is he?"

Suo Wuchang: "Yin Qianshang, the young master of Yinhuan Mansion."

Jiang Shou wanted to ask Yin Qianshang what the purpose of coming here was, and whether the son of Tongtian he was talking about was... Jiang Shou had a hunch that the son of Tongtian must be Mi August.

Even though Mi August never had a spiritual enlightenment on the spirit ship, he always believed that Mi August was better than all the ordinary people on the ship. If anyone among them would become the son of Tongtian, it would definitely be Mi August.

In this way, the purpose of Yin Qianshang's coming is Mi August.

Jiang Shou's first impression of Yin Qianshang was not very good: he is the young master of Yinhuan Mansion and is Senior Zhao's boss. Judging from the reactions of the spiritual masters around him, he is also very wary of him. If he is going to be in trouble,

Yue, I'm afraid people like them can't stop it.

The young man's brows were raised with worry, and then he heard Suo Wuchang follow up his previous words with another sentence, "The last son of Tongtian who was in full bloom."

Jiang Shou was stunned for a moment.

Then he heard the whispers of other spiritual masters around him.

"It's been ten years, and I'm still a one-star spiritual master."

"Ten years ago, it was so beautiful. At the age of ten, I started to have a clear mind. There were two sons of Tongtian in that year. He was one of them, but he was far superior to the other. He received everyone's praise."

"Yinhuan Mansion has become famous because of him, and everyone is waiting to see him soar to the sky."

"One month after Dian Lingxi withered, he became a spiritual master. At the age of ten and one star, he can be listed in the annals of history."

"Haha, the result, the result, no progress has been made in ten years, which is also an anomaly for the son of Tongtian."

"So it's not good to break through too quickly. After all, at the age of ten, you have a weak mind. Maybe you have damaged your spiritual foundation."

When Jiang Shou heard these remarks, he couldn't help but marvel at the ups and downs of Yin Qian Shang's life. He was even more surprised that even he could hear the discussion clearly. There was no reason that Yin Qian Shang, who was already a spiritual master, couldn't hear it, but he lowered his eyes and said nothing, his expression

Indifferent and without any mood swings.

Because they both had the same spiritual experience and would later become a member of the Yinhuan Mansion, Mi Liuyu, who had always disliked being exposed to too much trouble from the outside world, took a second look at Yin Qianshang after hearing this information.

Zhao Zhong waited quietly and lowered his sense of presence.

He never understood that with the two mid-level spiritual masters guarding the young palace master, these long-tongued spiritual masters could be silenced with just an order from the young palace master. However, whether in the past or now, the young palace master has never stopped the severe punishment.

Use other people's words to belittle or demean you.

Outsiders thought that the Young Palace Master had lost power in Yinhuan Mansion. As an old man in the mansion, even with a low status, he knew that the Young Palace Master was deeply valued by the Palace Master and there was no sign of losing power.

The morning light came back, and when I looked at the auspicious clouds from the outside, I could clearly see that most of them were withered and dim, and they had shrunk by a full circle.

Inside Dian Lingxi, auspicious clouds usually cover the sun, moon and time, but now the discordant "dark clouds" expand enough for people to see.

Boom——————!

Thunder exploded.

It turns out that it's not a thunderstorm that's coming, but a slash of the sword, bringing out the thunderstorm.

This sword slashed with great momentum, and also cut off the Lingxi Tongtian Pillar.

The waterfall of Lingxi flowers scattered in all directions, revealing the dark-skinned boy inside.

Gongyi Shu opened his eyes, the madness in his eyes had not dissipated, and he was full of fighting spirit but could not find an opponent to vent to.

He held the horizontal sword in his hand and ignored the surroundings. He slashed out with the sword, going crazy and moving forward like thunder.

Finally, a long roar roared out the rage in his chest, and he finally regained his senses.

"Huh?" Gongyi Shu looked up at the sky. He had a very wide view from where he was. He could see the withered leaf hat and the Towering Pillar that was still going on in the distance.

"It's almost over?" Gongyi Shu estimated the time based on the withering of Lingxi, and rushed towards the Tongtian Pillar in the distance in the next second, "Very good, let me see who this opponent is."
To be continued...