Volume 2 Whose Era Chapter 93 I'm Not Dead, But You Are Going to Die
Ziji Longquan took Wang Chen on a quick journey and arrived at Huijian Peak.
Wang Chen took a step and jumped down.
At this time, the sky was already beginning to brighten.
Huijian Peak was completely silent; even under his powerful spiritual sense, there was no sign of any aura.
"master!"
There was silence, and Lan Qingzi did not respond.
"Lü Rong."
"Zhou Shuwu."
He called out to everyone one by one, but no one answered.
So Wang Chen flew straight into Lan Qingzi's cave without hesitation.
An ordinary cave with a few tables and chairs and two futons.
But Lan Qingzi was the only one missing.
"Where are the people?"
Wang Chen's expression was startled, and he ran to the disciple's residence to see that Lu Rong, Zhou Shuwu and others were nowhere to be found.
The bed, table and chairs are neatly arranged.
It looks like he's been away for a long time.
In a trance, he even had the illusion that the sword peak had been abandoned for many years.
It was as if the people and things I encountered in the past few days were all a dream.
Standing there blankly, he felt inexplicably depressed.
"When did I develop feelings for this person, Feng?"
The reason he came here was to remind Lan Qingzi that if he killed the marquis, he might get into trouble. If it were any other time, he would have just killed him, so why would he have to worry?
The morning light pierces the darkness.
It is the time when day and night alternate.
Countless disciples of the Qiankun Sword Sect have developed their own sword veins.
Something big happened today.
The five-yearly advancement of core disciples had results yesterday.
Jun Mo of Lingtian Sword Vein lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully advanced to become this session's core disciple. He will receive the promotion ceremony at Shoujian Peak.
The Lingtian Sword Lineage also became the first sword lineage in the Qiankun Sword Sect in thousands of years to have two core disciples at the same time.
We can certainly look forward to a prosperous future.
The sun emerges from the sky.
It's another good day.
In the sky above the sea of clouds, countless flying swords flew towards the Shoujian Peak, witnessing the power of this generation of geniuses in the sect.
Shoujian Peak is the outer peak dedicated to the ancestors of Qiankun Sword Sect.
Another Qiongqi peak that can be seen from afar is the Zujian Peak, where the ancestors of the Qiankun Sword Sect are enshrined.
Passing through the Lingshi Archway at Shoujian Peak, you can see a huge incense burner filled with sandalwood.
Behind the incense burner, an exquisite venue had already been arranged for holding the promotion ceremony.
On the side, many inner and outer disciples gathered, among which the dozens of disciples of Lingtian Sword Vein were the most neatly dressed and attracted the most attention.
At this moment, Jun Mo, dressed in white, with a stern face, walked slowly from outside the archway.
He is the protagonist of today's promotion ceremony and is of course the focus of everyone's attention.
Hello, brother!
When dozens of disciples of Lingtian Sword Vein saw Jun Mo, they all bowed and saluted in unison. Their aura was so great that the other sword vein disciples were all dazzled.
They secretly looked at Jun Mo, the young seven-time Nirvana Primordial Prodigy with an imposing bearing. They couldn't help but secretly think that Ling Tian Sword Vein was indeed one of the top three sword veins. They were afraid that in the future, all the major sword veins would respect Ling Tian Sword Vein as the most respected.
Jun Mo had a stern face, unperturbed by fame or disgrace. He walked forward slowly and stood straight at the head of the Lingtian Sword Vein disciples.
Afterwards, a group of disciples looked at Jun Mo's back with burning eyes and full of pride.
From now on, they will become the only sword lineage with two core disciples at the same time. They will be proud of it in the sect and will be looked up to by others, and even be able to act arrogantly.
However, Jun Mo was obviously distracted.
"Why hasn't my brother come yet?" He frowned slightly. The fact that Jun Hou had not returned all night had inexplicably cast a shadow over his heart.
The sounds of flying back and forth continued to be heard.
As time went by, more and more people came to watch the ceremony.
Eight of the direct disciples had already arrived , and the masters of the major sword sects had also arrived, showing an attitude of concern for the newcomers.
Among the nine core disciples, the only one who did not come was Jun Hou.
"Why, Lord Jun, are you embarrassed to come because there are only two cores in one lineage?" Tu Shendu said jokingly to Huang Long who was standing beside him.
"He is always punctual." Huang Long responded inexplicably, also showing a puzzled look.
No matter how you think about it, Jun Hou should not miss his own brother's promotion ceremony.
Only Qingshuang's eyes glanced at Jun Mo lightly and then moved away.
"It's time!"
As an old but powerful voice sounded, an old man wearing coarse linen clothes, with gray hair and a thin and old face slowly walked out from the direction of Zufeng.
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
This is Zu Feng’s soul keeper. He doesn’t seem to have any real power and no one knows his name, but he has presided over every promotion ceremony, and it has been nearly a hundred years since then.
A hundred years ago, he looked like this, and a hundred years later, he still looks like this.
The disciples discussed privately that this person might be the most powerful one besides the three great cultivators in the sect.
"Promoters step out."
Jun Mo gathered his thoughts and walked out.
"All disciples, pay homage to the ancestor..."
This skinny old man has presided over the promotion ceremony for many years, and he is familiar with it and follows the procedures very well.
After a series of ancestor worship rituals were completed, two inner disciples stepped forward.
One of them held a green jade token in his hand, symbolizing his status as a core disciple.
Another person came over holding a pure white brocade robe inlaid with gold thread.
Everyone held their breath, knowing that all they had to do now was wait for the master of ceremonies to announce that Jun Mo became a core disciple, and then the ceremony would be complete.
The final moment of the ceremony is also the most important time.
There was complete silence, with only the vast smoke rising from the huge incense burner.
Suddenly, the green smoke swayed, and there seemed to be a strong wind coming from the sky.
Then, an astonishing sound of flying in the air was heard in the distance.
Before the people arrived, the strong wind they brought was already blowing downwards, making the disciples' hair fly and their clothes rustle.
Showing powerful cultivation .
Who dared to fly in the air and make such a big noise during the promotion ceremony?
Everyone looked up.
But all he saw was a flash of a figure, followed by the sound of wind blowing past his ears, and a man leaped down from the air, appearing suddenly in the center of the sword sacrifice ceremony.
That should have been the position of the protagonist of the promotion ceremony.
Buzz.
The man retracted the purple flying sword under his feet and walked forward.
"He is..."
"Jiang Yu!"
As someone recognized Wang Chen's identity, there was an exclamation and the situation was like ignited fuel, no longer under control.
Everyone was suddenly in an uproar, and even the disciples were talking about it.
Everyone knows that Jiang Yu had already died in the inheritance space.
"You're not dead?"
Jun Mo looked at Wang Chen as if he had seen a ghost.
In order to avoid suspicion, he and Jun Hou stood aside and waited for six hours.
At least during this period of time, he was sure that Wang Chen had never left the inheritance space.
Only Qingshuang did not show the slightest sign of surprise, for he knew that Wang Chen would definitely come.
Wang Chen looked at Jun Mo coldly, and walked forward slowly, saying as he walked,
"I'm not dead."
"But you're going to die." His voice became murderous.
Jun Mo's expression suddenly changed.
Ding!
With the sound of a flying sword, purple and green sword lights flashed, and suddenly a sharp sound of metal collision was heard in the air.
Amidst the flying sparks, a figure was knocked flying, and he retreated several steps awkwardly on the ground before he stopped his backward momentum.
"What?!"
The scene just now happened suddenly. No one expected that Jiang Yu would take action in front of all his disciples, all the sword vein masters, and even under Zu Feng!
What was even more unexpected was that Jun Mo flew out with just one move.
