Chapter 363 You are not a waste, you are just a poor ghost
Hearing this roar, everyone became excited, and the people who were originally scattered in the small valley quickly gathered and rushed towards the mountain.
The lines that rushed forward were very clear. On one side were a small number of disciples led by Qingxuan Sect, and on the other side were disciples from the three major sects of Kunwu City, Seven Star Sect and Yin Yue Palace. They were large in number and powerful.
Whether Qingxuan Sect creates another miracle or the four major sects can save some face, the answer will be revealed soon!
Just when everyone was excitedly running to the spiritual ponds on the mountain, they found that the three spiritual ponds on the mountain were all empty.
It doesn't matter that Shen Lixian broke through and came out long ago, but why did Mu Xiaoran and Tang Yifan disappear at the same time?
Just when everyone was extremely shocked, they saw two figures sitting on a stone not far from the edge of the spiritual pool at the same time. They looked not in a good mood.
Hearing the noise, one of them raised his head and looked at the others, while the other one still lowered his head, looking extremely disappointed.
"Fifth Senior Brother?" Ye Linglong called him.
Mu Xiaoran smiled slightly, stood up from the stone, walked a few steps forward, and then opened his hands towards Ye Linglong.
Ahhh!
The fifth senior brother succeeded in breaking through to become a god! They won, won, won! Qingxuan Sect won again!
Ye Linglong rushed forward excitedly and hugged Mu Xiaoran. Along with him were other disciples of Qingxuan Sect. They all stood together and hugged each other.
Even Pei Luobai and Shen Lixian, who had already broken through to divine transformation, couldn't help but follow behind and pat Mu Xiaoran on the shoulder.
"You really did it."
"Yes, I really did it. I didn't live up to everyone's expectations and your efforts. I did it! The fourth incarnation of the Qingxuan Sect is me!"
The atmosphere among the entire disciples of Qingxuan Sect was very lively, which made the atmosphere among the disciples of the other three major sects somewhat deserted.
Unexpectedly, it was Mu Xiaoran who made the breakthrough. His cultivation was obviously not as close to perfection as Tang Yifan's, but he actually did it.
He boldly tried and worked hard to finish, and stood up when Tang Yifan was still unsure. With this momentum alone, he won from the beginning.
But, why is it Qingxuan Sect again? Is this sect really invincible? It’s so sour.
Just then a familiar voice came, "Bang", Luo Yanzhong placed a firework behind them, and countless petals of the spirit flower exploded and scattered, which was very beautiful.
"Congratulations!"
Seeing the fireworks, not to mention the disciples of Qingxuan Sect, the disciples of the other three major sects were also instantly pulled into memories.
During the peak martial arts competition that year, the atmosphere group of Qingxuanzong disciples was always the smallest but loudest and had the most props. Every time they won, they would set off this firework.
They have won so many times that everyone has seen the fireworks countless times and they are all imprinted in their minds. It is really atmospheric!
"Xiao Luozi, you still have this!"
"Of course, this is something you can't buy anywhere else in the world of immortality. It's the only one here, so it must be treasured."
While the disciples of Qingxuanzong were busy and bustling, Tang Yifan, who was sitting alone on the stone, looked even more lonely.
The Seven Star Sect disciples walked towards him and surrounded him, not knowing what to say.
If he is still trying now, it means there is still a chance, but he has ended the breakthrough, which means the breakthrough failed and failed.
"What are you doing? It's normal for the God of Transformation to fail. If it doesn't work once, just try next time. You are still young and there are many opportunities." Si Yuchen comforted.
Tang Yifan also knew that the failure of the God of Transformation was very normal, and even a high probability event.
In the past, he would not have felt disappointed, but now when he saw that they all succeeded again and again, and each one was more talented than the last, he realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. His own talent was nothing more than this, and those prides were not worth mentioning.
Liu Yuanxu glanced at him, feeling somewhat sympathetic, and wanted to speak to comfort him, but he swallowed the words again.
He hasn't even had a chance to attack the gods yet, so he should feel sorry for himself first.
After three days of studying, this is the end.
Ye Linglong counted, the four Avatars on our side who took the right path, as well as a group of Nascent Souls and a few golden elixirs were enough for a head-on battle!
"Get ready, we'll set off soon, and we'll go get the place back!"
As soon as Ye Linglong said these words, the emotions of everyone in the valley were instantly aroused. They started fighting and fighting, and finally they were going to fight again!
The long-suppressed frustration and excitement of revenge burst out at that moment.
After three days of studying and practicing desperately for three days, I improved myself, refined my weapons, and made enough preparations. It was time to seek revenge on them!
This time, they must avenge their shame, prove themselves, and dominate Fukushima!
So, everyone quickly went back to pack their things, adjust their status, and be ready to set off at any time.
Just as everyone was leaving, Ye Linglong's sleeve was tugged, and she turned around and saw Xie Linyi's helpless face.
"Sister Ye Zi, can you comfort my senior brother? He still hasn't gotten over the shadow of failure."
Ye Linglong looked back, nodded and walked towards Tang Yifan.
"If you're talking about comfort, there's no need. My ears are about to get calluses. I'm fine. I just need a little time."
"But you don't have time!"
Tang Yifan was stunned for a moment.
"We are going to fight, but you can't do it in this state. The two sides are fighting four gods, and the remaining numbers of our Nascent Soul and Golden Elixir are not as good as theirs. If the quantity is not enough, we can only fight for quality. You are the most important part of our quality.
If you can't hit Yihuan, we will be in danger!"
Hearing this, Tang Yifan smiled bitterly.
"What quality do I have? I'm just trash."
"You are wrong, you are not a loser, you are just a poor man."
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Tang Yifan raised his head suddenly. The first two sentences were quite normal, but what the hell was the second sentence?
He is poor? How could he be poor as the chief disciple of the Seven Star Sect?
"I gave the Seven-Colored Zhuli Fruit to Fifth Senior Brother."
Tang Yifan's eyes widened, she actually gave this big treasure to Mu Xiaoran?
"There are also the elixirs at the bottom of the box that my fourth senior sister used to break through, the spiritual treasure ingredients that my fourth senior brother has treasured for many years, and Chen Qiyuan and senior brother all went to help. You see, our wealthy Qingxuan Sect disciples contributed the elixirs at the bottom of the box for everyone.
Honey, and you, the poor Seven Star Sect disciples, haven’t managed to come up with anything decent even after a long time.”
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Tang Yifan's heart was half healed.
"So, you are not a waste, you are just a poor man."
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The other half of Tang Yifan's heart was completely destroyed.
"Strive hard, young man, practice hard, make good money, and try not to be a poor man again."
Tang Yifan felt that he had not been comforted, but his sky seemed no longer gray.
He stood up, his eyes clear.
"There are so many treasures in Fukushima, I must become rich once!"
Ye Linglong made a wish to become rich in front of her, but he smiled and said nothing.
After finishing the chicken blood injection, Ye Linglong led the team to set off again, heading towards the lake where the Black Gold Mountain disciples were chasing him that day.