This battle came to an end because of the disappearance of Zong Zhan. Many disciples still found it difficult to come back to their senses after a long time. This battle gave them too much shock. The only disadvantage is that they did not see the strongest blow out by Zong Zhan's burning blood power, so this battle cannot be said to be who wins and who loses.

Lu Jiang stood there, not even coming back to his senses from the previous crisis of the most powerful attack. After a long time, he looked at the heavy sword inserted on the ground and threw it into the storage bag. Just as Lu Jiang wanted to leave, he felt a sense of powerlessness surged into his heart, and all the demonic energy emitted from his body disappeared. Before he could think about it, he fell to the ground and fainted.

Lu Jiang overdrawed too much in this battle. Although he surpassed Zong Zhan, he used the power of the Great Demon Sutra. However, Lu Jiang benefited a lot in this battle. The opening of the Great Demon Sutra and the formation of the demon seed made Lu Jiang come into contact with the demon for the first time and officially embarked on the path of demons.

Seeing Zong Zhan leave and Lu Jiang fall, many disciples came to their senses and sighed. Many disciples not only speculated about the last blow of the Sect Zhan and the vicissitudes of life, but also some disciples concluded that Lu Jiang should not be as simple as a ninth generation disciple, but should be the disciple of a top-level strong man. This made many disciples feel much more relaxed. If Lu Jiang is just an ordinary ninth generation disciple, and with such strength, it would be simply against the will of heaven.

Xiyue, who had been shaken by the shock waves before, woke up at this time. Her face was covered with dust, which made the two tears particularly obvious. Seeing Lu Jiang fall down, Xiyue climbed up desolately and walked towards Lu Jiang quickly. After checking, she found that Lu Jiang still had a breath of life. Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief. She glanced at the disciples who had not left around her. Xiyue picked up Lu Jiang and walked towards the peak of the ninth generation of disciples.

Three days later.

The ninth generation of disciples live in the mountain peak, and Lu Jiang lies in a simple room. At this time, the dirt on Lu Jiang's body was cleaned and he had already been replaced with the new ninth generation of disciples' sect uniform. In a corner of the room, Xiyue curled up her body, sat in the corner of the wall with her hands in her knees. Her face was pale and she looked even more desolate and beautiful, which made people want to take care of her.

There was still a look of fear in Shui Lingling's eyes. Xiyue stared at Lu Jiang lying on the bed. The battle in the market made Xiyue feel guilty towards Lu Jiang. Fortunately, Lu Jiang did not die in the battle. Otherwise, Xiyue would have been guilty for the rest of her life. In this way, Xiyue also felt that she owed Lu Jiang too much.

"I really don't know that things will happen like this. I just want to buy a elixir." Xiyue said softly, as if explaining to Lu Jiang. Then, Xiyue said to herself again: "Maybe, grandma is right. An ordinary person with outstanding appearance will not bring blessings, but only disasters." Crystal tears poured out from his eyes and dripped down his pale cheeks on Xiyue's knees. From an ordinary person to a disciple of the Tianyun Sect, how many people know about the bitterness?

Xiyue was born in an ordinary mountain village in Zhitian and Earth. She relied on her grandmother since she was a child. Because when her grandmother was young, she was a low-level disciple of a small sect in Zhitian and Earth, and she also had some understanding of alchemy. Therefore, Xiyue learned alchemy skills with her grandmother since she was a child. Because of her excellent understanding, Xiyue's level of alchemy was quickly far beyond her grandmother.

After her grandmother died, Xiyue went out alone to practice. Over the years, she has traveled to many big cities and refined low-level pills for others. In this way, over the years, Xiyue has accumulated a lot of spirit stones. As Tianyun Sect recruits disciples, she participated in the disciple assessment with full of longing. What made Xiyue cry with joy was that she passed the Tianyun Sect's assessment and became a disciple of Tianyun Sect.

Originally, Xiyue thought she could get guidance from the alchemy master in Tianyun Sect, practice with peace of mind, and study alchemy with peace of mind, but the reality was far from as good as she thought. She only became a disciple of the ninth generation, but Xiyue was not discouraged. In her spare time, she refined elixirs and went to the market to exchange for spiritual medicine. In this way, after a few years, Xiyue accumulated a lot of spiritual stones.

Two months ago, when Xiyue was refining elixirs for other disciples, she was seen by Zong Sheng. Her exquisite appearance shocked Zong Sheng. Then, she chased Xiyue and showed her diligence. This made Xiyue very disgusted. In order to avoid Zong Sheng, Xiyue lied that she was in seclusion, but because Xiyue had fallen in love with a elixir before, she wanted Lu Jiang to buy her elixir for her, but she didn't expect to meet Zong Sheng again, and thus had a scene three days ago.

Xiyue looked at Lu Jiang who was unconscious and she burst into tears. She murmured: "Senior Brother Lu, if you have any problems, Xiyue will definitely do her best to make up for you. But now, Xiyue has no self-protection yet, and there is no way to make up for you..." After hesitating for a long time, Xiyue seemed to have made up a certain determination and continued: "Senior Brother Lu, Xiyue is leaving until one day, Xiyue feels that she has the strength to make up for you, and I will go to find you." As she said that, Xiyue stood up and took out a lot of elixirs and a small pile of spirit stones that she has refined in recent years.

Each pill bottle had the sign she wrote. Standing next to Lu Jiang, looking at the unconscious Lu Jiang, Xiyue left with tears in her eyes.

At the same time, Tian Zhanfeng.

An old man in purple robe stared at the young man lying in front of him with a calm expression. This young man was Zong Zhan who was willing to burn his blood to kill Lu Jiang. It has to be said that the battle three days ago almost caused Zong Zhan to die. If it weren't for the old man in purple robe who took action in time, Zong Zhan would probably have suffered backlash and died.

The old man waved his right hand and a pure force poured into Zong Zhan's body. Not long after, Zong Zhan, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes. He looked at the roof with a dull eyes, his eyes were disheartened and unwilling.

"I'm not willing to give up? Is it because the last blow failed to kill him?" Zong Zhan, the old man in the purple robe, said slowly, his turbid eyes as if he could see through the depths of Zong Zhan's heart.

Zong Zhan remained silent, but the unwillingness in his eyes became even stronger.

"Even if no one takes action, you will not only be unable to kill him, but will be killed by him. His body contains some mysterious power. Even if you burn out your blood power, you will not be able to hurt him at all." The old man in purple robe continued, his words were cold and without any emotion.

Zong Zhan's pupils shrank sharply, and his hands couldn't help but clenched into fists, and a little glory was restored in his eyes.

"Or, do you blame me for not killing him?" The old man in purple robe raised his eyelids and looked at Zong Zhandao. He pondered for a moment, and the old man sighed slightly: "Do you know that the entire market is covered with inexplicable power, and no one can interfere, including being a master. He has been valued by a great existence in Tianyun Sect. Few people in the entire Daoyuan Realm can kill this son in Tianyun Sect."

Zong Zhan's expression turned pale, and he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"You can continue to be decadent, but you must always bury hatred in your heart forever until the hatred becomes moldy and rotten. Although you are talented, you are too indecisive. This is a taboo for spiritual scholars. Perhaps, you are not suitable for cultivation. Zong Zhan, you have let down the qualifications and talents given to you by God, and you have let down the high expectations of your teacher for you. Leave, you are no longer suitable to stay in Tianyun Sect. As long as it grows up, one day, your teacher will not be able to protect you. It is better to leave this place of failure as soon as possible." The old man in purple robe stared at Zong Zhan and said coldly.

"No! Master, I'm not willing to give up. I must kill him." Zong Zhan sat up suddenly, and growled with a ferocious look.

"Avenge? He is only in the late stage of the spiritual gathering, and you can't do anything to him. If you wait for him to enter the Merge Realm and the Spirit Realm, do you think you are still qualified to be his opponent?" The old man in purple robe said coldly.

Zong Zhan clenched his fists tightly, pinching his nails into his palms. The severe pain made him look even more ferocious, and his eyes were full of struggle. After a long time, Zong Zhan seemed to have a choice. He gritted his teeth and said, "Master...you...didn't you say before that if you can absorb all the essence and blood of Xiaosheng, you can get more inheritance? Then...I...I...can I kill Xiaosheng's essence and blood now?"

A touch of relief flashed through the old man in purple robe, and said, "In Tianyun Sect, you will never be able to kill him. Your only chance is to take action at the Fentian Ruins. Remember, once you don't kill him in the Fentian Ruins, then you will have no hope in your life. Okay, suck out the essence of Zongsheng. Whether you can take revenge depends on how much inheritance you can inspire."
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