Conferred Gods: Master Tongtian is my master

Chapter 240 Qingmu VS Yang Jian

Aoki moved at the sound, a hint of alertness and curiosity flashed in his eyes, and he slowly raised his head from his thoughts, only to see five or six figures coming into view.

His eyes swept over the uninvited guests one by one, trying to capture more information from their breath.

As several figures landed lightly on the ground, dust rose up and the air around them seemed to freeze.

When the figures appeared, they were Luo Shu and others who came from Yufu Mountain.

Aoki looked at the people appearing in front of him and felt a chill in his heart.

He realized that except for Luo Shu who was at the front, whom he could not see through, the rest were all at the Golden Immortal and Mysterious Immortal realms.

Qingmu didn't think that the leader Luoshu was just an ordinary person.

It must be that his cultivation is much higher than mine, which is why he gives me, an ordinary person, the feeling.

Qingmu's heart was in turmoil, and he was full of curiosity and vigilance towards Luo Shu's cultivation and identity, but his face remained calm, and he nodded slightly and said:

"Who is coming? Tell me your name!"

Luo Shu smiled slightly, his eyes swept across Qingmu in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he slowly said:

"You are a disciple of the Chan Sect, but I don't know who your master is?"

Hearing this, Qingmu's eyes became even sharper. He pursed his lips tightly, stared straight into Luoshu's eyes with a sharp gaze, trying to catch a hint of flaw in the other's eyes.

However, Luo Shu just responded calmly, and that calmness made Qingmu even more alert.

"You are so rude. I was the one who asked you the question first. It would have been fine if you didn't answer, but you actually asked me the question instead."

His voice was deep and powerful, revealing an unquestionable determination.

Seeing this, Luo Shu slowly spoke, his voice as gentle as jade, yet powerful:

"People of the Chan sect get angry easily, and their state of mind is really average."

He paused and continued:

"Since you want to know who I am, then defeat my disciples first."

"If you defeat my disciple, I will naturally tell you my identity."

As Luo Shu finished speaking, the atmosphere around him seemed to become tense in an instant.

When Qingmu heard this, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes. He clenched his fists, and the spiritual power in his body began to stir.

"Okay! I, Qingmu, will accept your challenge! No matter who you are, I will not let you underestimate the disciples of the Chan Sect!"

His voice was firm and powerful, revealing the courage of a newborn calf that is not afraid of a tiger.

Luo Shu smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to contain thousands of profound meanings. There was an ambiguous hint in his eyes that made Qingmu feel a chill in his heart.

He realized that this mysterious visitor not only had unfathomable cultivation, but also had a unique way of doing things. He was obviously not an ordinary person.

"In that case, according to the unwritten rules of the prehistoric world, should you first introduce yourself?"

Luo Shu's voice was still as gentle as jade, but beneath this gentleness, there was an unquestionable power hidden.

When Qingmu heard this, he felt unwilling, but he also understood that this was a matter of etiquette.

He took a deep breath, straightened his back, looked at Luo Shu firmly, and said in a deep voice:

"Of course I am not like someone who hides things."

"Listen carefully, I am Qingmu, a disciple of the Chan Sect, and my master is Jade Ding Zhenren, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect."

As soon as Qingmu finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed in Luo Shu's eyes. The expression was fleeting, but it seemed to contain thousands of words.

He didn't expect that Jade Ding Zhenren, who had not accepted Yang Jian as his disciple before, actually accepted a disciple to help him survive the calamity of the mortal world.

However, in his previous life, after Yang Jian became a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, he still safely passed the calamity of the Conferred Gods, and his body became a saint.

In this life, I don’t know if Qingmu in front of me has the luck to survive this catastrophe safely.

Luo Shu looked at Qingmu in front of him, with a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Qingmu, right? It's your blessing to be able to be a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren."

“Treasure this hard-earned blessing. After all, it is not something that ordinary people are lucky enough to encounter.

As Qingmu listened to Luo Shu's ambiguous words, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Luo Shu would not tell Qing Mu the cause and effect. He turned to look at Yang Jian beside him and whispered:

"Yang Jian, go forward and fight Qingmu."

"This Qingmu is a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, and you were the disciple that Jade Ding Zhenren wanted to accept."

"You two can fight each other to see who can teach a better disciple."

When Yang Jian heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but it was immediately replaced by an indescribable fighting spirit.

"Yes, Master. I will definitely live up to your expectations!" Yang Jian bowed respectfully towards Luo Shu and said solemnly.

Just as Yang Jian was about to step forward to fight, Luo Shu spoke again:

"Remember, if you encounter a disciple of the Chan Sect, you don't need to show mercy."

"Yes, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Jian responded respectfully again, then stepped forward and stood opposite Qingmu.

Although there was no verbal exchange between the two, a strong fighting spirit was already in the air.

Qingmu looked at the person who came out to challenge him. He was at the same level as himself, and his cultivation was even higher than his. An indescribable pressure surged in his heart.

"I won't waste any more time talking nonsense. Show me your true strength!"

Yang Jian's words were concise and powerful, as clear as a mountain spring, but they contained a power that should not be underestimated.

Before he finished speaking, he stretched out his body, like a dragon soaring into the sky, with great momentum.

He flipped his palm lightly, and a flash of silver light appeared. A three-pointed, double-edged sword instantly appeared in his palm. The blade was cold and shining, exuding a sharp aura that made people's heart palpitate.

With a low roar from Yang Jian, his body shot up like lightning. He pushed hard on the ground with his feet and shot towards Qingmu like an arrow.

The air seemed to be torn apart at this moment, leaving behind white streaks of air, demonstrating Yang Jian's amazing speed and strength.

Seeing this, Qingmu's pupils suddenly shrank, and he secretly marveled at Yang Jian's power.

But he did not back down, instead he aroused stronger fighting spirit.

He quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, holding the Frost Sword, his body turned into a green shadow, and he flexibly shuttled around the battlefield, trying to avoid Yang Jian's fierce attack.

However, is Yang Jian so easy to deal with?

His body suddenly bent in the air, changing direction like a dragon playing in the water, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword was swung out, slashing towards Qingmu with a sound of breaking through the air.

This sword is so powerful that it seems to be able to split mountains and seas, making people afraid.

Qingmu retreated rapidly, and at the same time, he cast a spell in his hand, and a green light curtain instantly condensed in front of him, trying to block Yang Jian's fatal blow.

However, the three-pointed, double-edged sword was extremely sharp and easily penetrated the green light curtain, continuing to attack Qingmu with undiminished force.

Aoki was horrified, but he did not give up resistance.

He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, and a powerful energy gathered and took shape in his body.

Just when the three-pointed, double-edged sword was about to hit him, he swung out the Frost Sword violently, colliding with the blade.