Chapter 32 A new true disciple is born, causing a sensation in Langya Holy Land!
The next day.
A piece of news came out of Langya Holy Land, like a thunder on the ground, instantly causing an uproar in the entire Holy Land.
A new true disciple is born!
The news spread quickly, like a strong wind, sweeping through every corner of the Holy Land, causing an immediate sensation.
A direct disciple who has not appeared in the Holy Land for decades has appeared again!
Langya Holy Land.
Xuantian Waterfall.
A figure in white is sitting leisurely on a boulder drinking tea. The waterfall is as majestic as the Milky Way hanging upside down. The rapid water pours down from a high place, and the splashing water forms brilliant rainbows under the sunlight, like Dreamlike.
The man in white has a handsome face and an extraordinary temperament. He is Xiao Xingchen, one of the true disciples of Langya Holy Land.
His star-like eyes were deep and bright, and there was a faint smile on the slightly raised corner of his mouth, as if everything in the world was under his control.
At this time, a disciple hurriedly ran over. He looked nervous and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat. He came to Xiao Xingchen, knelt down on one knee, cupped his fists with both hands, and reported respectfully: "Senior Brother Xiao, Holy Land A new true disciple was born.”
Xiao Xingchen frowned slightly, the delicate tea cup in his hand stopped at his mouth, and the movement of bringing it to his mouth stopped abruptly.
After a moment of silence, he slowly put down the tea cup. The tea cup touched the table lightly and made a crisp sound.
Xiao Xingchen raised his head, looked calmly at the kneeling disciple, and asked: "Who is so lucky?" His voice was gentle and magnetic, but there was a hint of majesty in it that was not easy to detect.
"Senior brother, it's a man named Qin Hao." The disciple replied quickly, his voice trembling slightly due to nervousness.
"Qin Hao?" A trace of doubt flashed in Xiao Xingchen's eyes. He narrowed his eyes slightly and quickly searched for this unfamiliar name in his mind.
"I have never heard of this person. What ability does he have to become a true disciple?" There was a bit of curiosity in his tone, but more of a question about this decision.
The disciple took a deep breath and said: "I heard that this Qin Hao was personally appointed by the Holy Lord, and... and I sent people to the Stone Kingdom to investigate. This guy seems to be a demon spy, practicing demonic skills in the Stone Kingdom, and is addicted to killing people. clan, the Stone Kingdom has put this devil on a nationwide arrest warrant.”
When the disciple spoke, there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
"What?" Xiao Xingchen stood up suddenly. His movements were so fast that he brought up a gust of wind. His face instantly darkened, like a dark cloud.
"A demon actually wants to become my true disciple in the Holy Land? This is simply ridiculous!" His voice rose a bit, and the surrounding air became solemn because of his anger.
A powerful wave of air swept across quickly, and the disciple suddenly looked shocked and retreated, trying his best to resist the power Xiao Xingchen had inadvertently released.
"Teacher, senior brother's cultivation has improved again!"
Purple bamboo forest.
In the quiet bamboo forest, a woman in green is practicing her sword. This bamboo forest is quiet and peaceful. The breeze blows and the bamboo leaves rustle.
The woman has a delicate face, clear eyes, graceful posture, and light and graceful movements. Every time she swings the sword, she carries a fierce momentum. Wherever the sword energy passes, bamboo leaves fall one after another, like dancing butterflies.
This woman's name is Zhao Ling'er, and she is also a true disciple of Langya Holy Land.
At this moment, a maid hurried over, her footsteps hurried, disturbing the tranquility in the bamboo forest.
The maid came to Zhao Ling'er and saluted: "Senior Sister Zhao, there is a new true disciple in the Holy Land."
Zhao Ling'er sheathed her sword, panted slightly, and asked, "Oh? Who is it?" Her voice was clear and sweet, with a hint of curiosity, and she looked at the maid, waiting for her answer. The maid replied: "It's a guy named Qin Hao."
"Qin Hao?" Zhao Ling'er frowned slightly, and Ru Dai's brows twisted into a small knot.
"This name is very strange. What's so special about him?" There was a hint of doubt and imperceptible contempt in her voice.
The maid whispered: "It is said that he is a demon and practices demon skills. For some reason, the Holy Lord made him a true disciple."
The maid's voice was kept very low, as if she was afraid of being heard by others.
Zhao Ling'er snorted coldly: "Hmph, it seems there must be something fishy in this. A demon can become a true successor. I want to see how capable he is."
The sword in her hand trembled slightly, as if she felt the doubt in her heart.
On top of a mountain.
Wang Meng was tall and tall, with bulging muscles, standing there like an iron tower. Every muscle contained explosive power, and his whole body exuded a powerful aura.
When he heard the news that a true disciple of the same rank as him was about to appear in the Holy Land, and that this new true disciple might be a demon, his eyes suddenly widened with anger, his eyes were like bells, and he said loudly: "What? Actually? For such a person to become a true successor, I must give him some color during the challenge!"
His voice was like a loud bell, echoing among the mountain peaks and startling a flock of birds.
…
"Why are you suddenly willing to stay?" Chaos Stone said in the room. There was a hint of confusion in its voice.
Qin Hao sat on the edge of the bed and looked out the window firmly. The sunlight outside the window shone on his face, but it could not illuminate the depth in his eyes.
He paused and replied: "It doesn't matter where you stay, as long as you can become stronger."
His tone was calm and firm, as if he had made up his mind.
The Chaos Stone floated in front of Qin Hao and said: "Don't be naive. Langya Holy Land is not that easy to mess with. Those true disciples are all arrogant and will not accept you easily."
"And... with your strength, can you defeat others?"
Qin Hao sneered, rubbed the Nether Demon Sword, and said: "So what? I don't care what they think, I only care about whether I can improve my strength."
The corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were fearless.
Chaos Stone sighed, the black light flickered, and seemed to have some mood swings: "This challenge is not easy. If you are beaten to death, where can I find someone to drink with you?"
It slowly rotated around Qin Hao, seeming to be thinking about something.
Do you want to wait until this kid is beaten to death and then lick the bag yourself? But in his current state, it seems like he can’t take over that Holy Lord, right?
Qin Hao stood up, with fighting spirit burning in his eyes, and said, "You won't know until you try whether you are sure or not. I, Qin Hao, am not afraid of anyone's challenge!"
"As a practitioner, the most taboo thing is to retreat when faced with difficulties. Only by moving forward bravely can we achieve the supreme path!"
"Then we won't leave." Chaos Stone continued, "If you are beaten to death, don't blame me for robbing you."
Qin Hao's eyes were as cold as ice water in a cold pool, and he said coldly: "Death? Let them come over, and I, Qin Hao, will follow."
(End of chapter)