"Shu Mountain..."

Looking at the figures of the young people in the field, Mr. Sun suddenly sighed with emotion:

"I don't know why, after Shushan lost the Demon Suppression Tower, it became more and more disadvantaged in the competition for key resources, and the sect's strength was also declining day by day. If it had been another sect, it might have gradually declined and withdrawn from the stage of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. This

It is in line with the laws of heaven. But every few decades, there will always be one or a few talented people in Shushan who can revitalize the mountain gate, and carry the banner for Shushan like changing fate."

What he expresses is also a general rule in the world of immortality. No matter how prosperous the immortal sect was in the past, it will always withdraw from the stage of history after going through the transition from prosperity to decline.

There is nothing to regret about this. This has been the case throughout the ages. Just like the Tianxing Divine Sect back then, how could there be an immortal sect that would remain undefeated for thousands of years?

But after experiencing prosperity for thousands of years, Shushan has suffered heavy losses. When it should have gradually withdrawn, there are always one or two people standing under the steps of the historical stage, standing on the back of the Shushan sect at the critical moment, saying what to say

Nor is it allowed to step down.

"Yes, sixty years ago there was Ah Feng, Taoist Yan and that man, and sixty years later there were Jiang Yuebai, Xu Ziyang and Chu Liang..." Huang Laoshen nodded in agreement: "How similar."

"It's like the ember of a fire. I thought it would turn into a pile of dead ashes, but when the wind blows, it will emit dazzling light again." Mr. Sun continued.

"Perhaps this is the inheritance of the sect's spirit." Huang Lao muttered, "A genius can guard the Immortal Gate for hundreds of years, and an artifact can guard the Immortal Gate for thousands of years. Only the spirit can be passed down for thousands of years."

"The spirit of Shushan..." Mr. Sun murmured.

"Where's Wang Xuanling? Speak!"

"..."

Just as the two elders were deep in thought, a domineering shout came from the other side, causing the two of them to suddenly fall into silence.

He saw Emperor Daughter Feng raising her face and looking at Wang Xuanling with her chin, "Little Wang, you don't have to frown. I won't target you when I become the leader in the future."

Wang Xuanling's face was ashen, and it took him a long time to speak out: "You don't have to be arrogant. The bet I made with you was that if your disciple wins the position of chief, I will give you the first place in the peaks."

Emperor Nvfeng recalled it, and it was really like this.

Because when she was making a bet with Wang Xuanling, Wang Xuanling was worried that if the disciples from both sides collided head-on, the disciples of Yinjian Peak might not be able to match the strength of Yinjian Peak and would be eliminated.

So the content of the bet is to bet on whose disciple will win the position of chief.

Although Chu Liang had defeated Xu Ziyang now, Wang Xuanling had only lost hope of winning, but had not yet lost.

I thought more about it at first, but now it has become Wang Xuanling's life-saving straw.

"Humph." Emperor Feng didn't refuse the offer and nodded immediately, "Then we'll see."

After a pause, she turned to look at Taoist Yan aside, "But it doesn't matter whoever wins, my disciple or Yan Zi's disciple, we are one and the same."

Taoist Yan's pupils shrank visibly, and his lips moved slightly, as if the words "Who will marry your family" were on his lips.

But she still held it back, turned her head and looked aside, pretending she didn't hear the words.

Sitting here, Wang Xuanling felt suffocated, so she simply got up and flew down, landing on the other side of the ring.

At this time, Xu Ziyang was being bandaged by the disciples of Danding Hall and walked off the stage slightly weakly. When he saw Wang Xuanling's livid face, he lowered his head calmly: "Master, this disciple failed to win."

"How is the injury?" Wang Xuanling asked.

"They are all external injuries, nothing serious." Xu Ziyang replied.

"That's good." Wang Xuanling didn't say anything harsh, but just said: "Winning or losing doesn't mean anything at the moment, just don't take it to heart."

"Disciple knows..." Xu Ziyang raised his eyes and looked at the Master, and saw that Wang Xuanling's face was full of displeasure... and even a little aggrieved. This was the first time in so many years that he saw the Master showing such an expression.

Xu Ziyang's lips murmured twice, not knowing whether he should say a word or not.

Master, it’s best if you don’t take it to heart.

…

The setback this failure brought to Xu Ziyang was not that great. He has never failed since his debut and has always been considered the seed of immortality in Shushan ZTE.

Both the outside world and his heart put a lot of pressure on himself, and it felt like a heavy burden was always on his shoulders.

But the moment he fell to the ground, images from his childhood suddenly appeared in his mind.

At that time, I was lying on the grass behind Jade Sword Peak, watching the white clouds floating in the blue sky, and I was as leisurely as a white cloud.

Such a mood only appeared at that time.

When he began to show his extraordinary talent for cultivation, Master and Shushan had higher and higher expectations for him. Sometimes expectations are more powerful than orders.

Reviving the glory of Shushan seems to have become his destined mission.

When he fell to the ground in defeat, he felt inexplicably relieved. It turned out that Shushan didn't have to carry the flag himself, others could do it too.

It's even possible to do better than yourself.

As for Chu Liang, Xu Ziyang actually had a good impression of him.

Although he is a very decent person, he does not reject Chu Liang's acting style, and even appreciates his whimsical ideas and unconstrained imagination.

Losing to such an opponent doesn't seem so hard to accept.

Of course, it is still necessary to know your shame and then be brave.

He will definitely practice harder when he goes back. Although he did not lose in cultivation in this battle... he can at least learn one thing from this battle, and that is not to underestimate any opponent.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he still tries his best.

Throughout the competition, he was at a disadvantage due to his insufficient estimation of Chu Liang at the beginning. He attacked wave after wave and did not slow down until the end. In fact, until now, he still has some methods that he has not used.

It's not that he didn't want to, but because he lost the opportunity in the first step, Chu Liang never gave him another chance. This was in the summit arena, and Chu Liang would deliberately avoid his own vital points. Who would be willing to do anything to him when he reaches the Nine Provinces in the future?

What about keeping your hand?

These were all things he had to go back to review, so he didn't think much about it. At the moment, he was still walking straight back to the team at Jade Sword Peak.

Today's competition has ended, and the audience has left one after another. Only the disciples of Jade Sword Peak are waiting here, all looking at him with concern.

Everyone knows that Senior Brother has never lost before. Today he was defeated by a hand, and the weak defeated the strong. Everyone was worried about him.

When Xu Ziyang came over, he was calm and calm, "Let's go."

"Ah?" Xu Ziqing was stunned, "Where are you going?"

"Of course we're going back to Jade Sword Peak." Xu Ziyang pressed her head and added, "I want to eat hot pot."

"Hehe." Seeing that her brother didn't seem to be frustrated, Xu Ziqing immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay!"

The brother and sister walked side by side, surrounded by a large group of fellow apprentices, as they turned back to Jade Sword Peak. On the way, Xu Ziyang turned his head and said softly: "Chu Liang is indeed good. If you like him, I support him."

"Huh?" Xu Ziqing's little eyebrows suddenly stood up, "Brother, what are you talking about?"

Her reaction shocked Xu Ziyang, "You're not..."

"How could I like Senior Brother Chu? He already has his own Taoist companion." Xu Ziqing said firmly.

"Is this happening?" Xu Ziyang asked, "Who is it?"

"Hehe." Xu Ziqing smiled proudly, "I know, but I won't say it."
Chapter completed!