The joining of the seventh prince is indeed the icing on the cake for the Rongshen style, especially the students of his school, who are even more proud.
The identity of the prince is special, and this public joining is equivalent to a public announcement to the outside world, making the Rongshen stream, which already has many students in Taixue, more convinced.
After all, the princes all chose to merge with the gods, which was a signal to many people.
The Seventh Prince himself has naturally become the spokesperson of the Rongshen style and has attracted widespread attention from the outside world.
This feeling was exactly what the seventh prince needed. After the death of King Tianlan, he fled back to the imperial capital in embarrassment, like a bereaved dog. All his previous glory had disappeared, and he had to choose to endure and avoid Xu Qing.
The resentment in his heart has already reached its extreme intensity.
He was always waiting for his fifth brother to come back.
The fifth prince has the same mother as him. Compared with other princes, the two of them are the closest relatives.
The fifth prince is second only to the eldest prince in terms of combat power among all the princes. He is brave and good at fighting. He was noticed by the Emperor and granted him the title of apprentice to the First Heavenly King. Together with the First Heavenly King, he was stationed at Yanyue Border Pass for a long time. He rarely
Return to court.
Until some time ago, he received a secret report that his fifth brother was about to return.
This incident made him excited, so he followed the arrangement of his fifth brother and joined the Fusion of Gods style. He did not hesitate to do anything, even if he changed his technique, he still firmly followed the path of Fusion of Gods.
The Rongshen flow also made good use of this incident and gave the seventh prince great help. After he joined the Rongshen flow, the leader personally guided him, changed his path, and replaced his flesh and blood.
In this way, a month later, with the help of the Fusion of Gods flow, the seventh prince's cultivation improved rapidly. His body was replaced by 30% of divine flesh and blood, and he finally broke through from the spiritual treasure trove and entered the first level of Guixu.
The day he made a breakthrough, all forces looked at him with side eyes.
The students in Taixue who had not joined the Rongshen stream were all moved.
Suddenly, the status of the Fusion of Gods flow became more stable, and the number of believers increased sharply again, becoming a veritable first sect. It indirectly affected the outside world, causing monks in the human capital to frequently mention the way of Fusion of Gods.
This kind of thing only happened when the Immortal Style was at its peak.
A god-melting storm is breaking out among the human race.
Compared to the Rongshen flow, which is at its peak, the Yixian flow is becoming more and more silent, completely dull.
Even among the disciples arranged by various forces to join, five have disappeared and no longer come every day. Only four latecomers, including the mysterious woman, still insist on showing up every day.
But obviously the motivation is insufficient.
As for Xu Qing's previous three cores, they had no choice. As for what the faction leader said, they believed it from the beginning and gradually became doubtful. Now most of them feel that it is just like that.
Their focus was ultimately on running the tabloid, and Xu Qing was immersed in it all day long.
As for the sect leader... he sighed in his heart all day long, but the persistence in his heart kept him sitting upright, but judging from his silence every day, he probably couldn't hold on for long.
If nothing unexpected happens, the Yisen style will eventually return to its past.
But unexpectedly, something happened... The Yi Xian Liu tabloid became a trigger.
The purpose of the tabloid founded by the first three disciples was not to seek truth from facts, but to create gimmicks based on all kinds of gossip. Only in this way would it be in line with human nature and achieve a certain sales volume.
On weekdays, various schools are arranged. Because the Yisen-ryu is in decline, so bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes. Even if other schools are arranged, there is nothing they can do.
There were people who came to find him in the past, but in the face of the flow of alien beings who were like stones in a latrine, they could only leave in anger.
After all, the Yisen style is like this. It's all broke. What can you do?
In fact, the more you look for it, the happier the Yi Xianliu tabloids will be. In the next day's news, they will focus on this matter and use various hints to prove that their tabloid information is true.
As time went by, everyone stopped paying attention to it.
But after the mysterious completion of the Yisen-ryu, it can't be said to be barefoot to a certain extent. It can be regarded as wearing a pair of straw sandals, so... After arranging the Fusion of God-style many times, on this day, the people of Fusion-of-Shen-ryu came over.
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The identity of the visitor is not simple in the Rongshen flow. He is a well-known student in the Rongshen flow, second only to the chief, and he is followed by hundreds of students.
Their arrival attracted the attention of passers-by.
Especially the anger in these people's eyes was strong, and the atmosphere became even more tense after entering the Isenryu White Tower.
The disciples in the Yisen-ryu white tower also put down what they were doing and looked at the group of angry Rongshen-ryu disciples.
"Isen-ryu, you guys have gone too far!"
"As the pinnacle sect back then, it's just that it's in decline now. How can you be so shameless and make up random things for the sake of gimmicks?"
"Especially your late-night paid tabloid!"
"Today, you Yisenliu must give an explanation!"
The leading Rongshen flow student spoke angrily, with bloodshot eyes.
As soon as he spoke, the disciples who had joined the Yi Xian Flow in the White Tower all turned their heads and looked at Xu Qing and the four others in the corner.
Xu Qing's heart was calm, and his eyes swept over these bodies, but the three cores around him instinctively took a few steps back, feeling a little guilty.
The late-night paid tabloid was a project they added a month ago, taking advantage of the popularity of Yisenliu, which brought a lot of integration to the group.
The content inside is bolder and more explicit, and the response has been very good...
Seeing this, the sect leader who was sitting there felt annoyed in his heart, so he glared at Xu Qing and the other four, then turned to look at the angry Rong Shen disciples and snorted.
"Noisy!"
As soon as he spoke, the students of the Rongshen stream bowed their heads. After all, he was the leader of the school, and according to the rules, he had to be respected. However, after bowing his head, the arranged Rongshen student still spoke.
"In the past few years, I am not the only one who has been organized by the Yixian style, including me, the God-melting style. In the entire Taixue, there are no famous schools or famous students who have not been spread rumors by you and others!"
"Such shameless behavior undermines the dignity of the Yisen-ryu. I think that the mysterious Daisei senior who came to the Yisen-ryu will also feel that the Yisen-ryu is dirty after hearing about this."
"This may be the reason why that senior never shows up again. After all, if I were that senior, I would be very shameless and ashamed to be associated with the current Yisen-ryu."
"Because today's Yisenliu has lost not only its former glory, but also its dignity and the clear heart of Taixue. It has become an alien of Taixue and is embarrassing."
"So today, please give an explanation to Yisenliu!"
This student spoke loudly, and after he finished speaking, other students behind him also spoke in this way, and the news spread outside the White Tower, causing many passers-by and students outside to stop and talk.
Thoughts arose in the hearts of everyone in the Yisenliu. Xu Qing was thoughtful and realized that the reason behind this matter might not be that simple.
Someone wants to take this opportunity to test the Yisen style, and then completely trample the Yisen style that is about to return to mediocrity.
The mysterious woman dressed as a student on the side also cheered up. She thought this was an opportunity to test, so she paid close attention to the leader of the faction.
The sect leader's eyes instantly narrowed, and he naturally saw the clues, so he sat there and leaned forward slightly, carefully looked at these students of the Yisen style, and spoke lightly.
"What kind of explanation do you want?"
"Please ask the Yi Xian sect to check the tower for self-examination!" Rong Shen disciple looked into the eyes of the Yi Xian sect leader and spoke word by word.
These eight words echoed in the White Tower and also spread to the outside world.
"Absurd!" the sect leader sneered, stood up, glanced at the Rongshen disciples, and then looked to the outside world.
"The reason you are here is just to test my senior of the Yisen style. If you want to know, just ask directly. There is no need to find so many excuses."
"The reason why my senior from the Yisen style did not appear again is because he is in retreat and is trying to reach the million soul silk barrier!"
"Before retreating, his old man told me that he will be out of retreat within three months at most. On the day of retreat, millions of soul threads will flow in the sky of the imperial capital, forming the appearance of a strange fairy, and millions of glowing lights will appear.
It proves that my Immortal Style has returned to its peak!"
"Now, there are still two months left. Whether it is true or false, you can see it with your own eyes in two months."
"Now, leave the Immortal Style!"
The sect leader's voice was firm and even more arrogant. With a flick of his sleeve, the White Tower of the Strange Immortal Style suddenly roared, emitting a repulsive force that forced the students of the Fusion Style to retreat and leave the White Tower.
After doing this, the faction leader raised his head and sat down again.
It seemed calm, but in his heart, he was actually full of helplessness at this moment. He could feel that the opportunity for the rise of the Yisen style was right in front of him, but if the senior didn't show up, everything would be useless.
In this case, he could only bite the bullet and brag to build momentum for him.
As for the consequences of breaking the cowhide, he doesn't care. This is what the Immortal Style is like, so let's break it.
As soon as his words came out, the Yisen-style disciples in the white tower were all in a state of confusion, and the eyes of the mysterious woman even brightened up.
As for the students of the Fusion Style who were pushed out of the White Tower, all of them had brilliant eyes, and most of the passers-by outside were also like this.
Xu Qing also looked at the faction leader a few more times, and then looked inwards at the million soul threads in the sea of consciousness... Hesitation arose in his heart, and he instinctively felt that the other party had not seen his identity.
But his words were very realistic.
In the end, the students of the Rongshen style looked at each other and chose to leave. This time, their temptation came to fruition.
As for the news that the Dacheng senior of the Yisen style will be released from seclusion in two months, it quickly spread within the Imperial College. All this caused the heat of the Yisen style that was about to dissipate to gather again.
In the evening of that day, before Xu Qing left Yisenliu, he bowed to the sect leader. Looking at the sect leader's anxious eyes and impatient wave to let him leave, Xu Qing was sure that the other party did not see him.
identity.
"Then... maybe I can give my soul seed a try."
Before leaving, Xu Qing pondered in her heart.
So at dusk seven days later, when the other core disciples had left, a strange student who was entrusted with the task delivered a sealed bag to the white tower of the Isenryu and placed it in front of the sect leader.
The leader of the Yixian Sect did not hesitate or ask. He seemed to have something in his heart, as if he had been waiting for it for a long time. He picked up the pocket and opened it instantly.
In the pocket, there is a jade slip and an elixir bottle filled with purple snowflakes.
Looking at these two items, the leader of the Immortal Sect was breathing rapidly. He didn't know what the snowflakes were, but he could feel the fluctuations of the Immortal Current emanating from them, so he excitedly grabbed the jade slip and looked at it intently.
After a while, his expression continued to change, and he finally put down the jade slip and looked at the elixir bottle.
For a long time...with determination in his eyes, he crushed the elixir bottle, and the purple snowflakes floated out, imprinted on the palm of his hand, and melted into his flesh and blood.