Chapter 709: Momentum Confrontation
Outside the gate of Dao Sect, Qi Mo, Zhai Qizhi and others who had received the news in advance were waiting here eagerly.
After seeing the visitor, Qi Mo and others hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said respectfully:
"We have met Senior Brother Jin. Congratulations on your completion of your term of office and your return to the Battle Hall of Jinxuan Peak!"
Hearing this, the leader Jin Zhengyang nodded and said in a praising tone:
"During the time when Jin was away, Junior Brother Qi took care of the affairs of Jinxuan Peak. This is also a meritorious deed and should be recorded in the Battle Hall's merit book!"
Qi Mo and others were delighted when they heard this and hurriedly saluted and thanked him respectfully.
After all, in the Battle Hall of Jinxuan Peak, the merit book is a good thing. Anyone who can record his merits in it can be rewarded every once in a while.
As for the rewarded treasures, they are the large amount of wealth accumulated by Jinxuan Peak during the years of fighting outside.
According to convention, the sect will only take a part of these treasures, and the rest will be used to maintain the expenses of the war hall and the cultivation needs of many cultivators.
Because of this, Qi Mo and others were naturally surprised to be able to gain military merits in such a simple way without having to go to the battlefield to experience life and death fighting.
However, at this moment, Jin Zhengyang's eyes flickered, but he suddenly changed the subject:
"Last time, Junior Brother Qi and others failed in the challenge. I wonder how the so-called Elder Qin is doing in the sect now?"
As soon as these words came out, the faces of Qi Mo and others suddenly became a little unnatural.
Finally, after pondering for a long time, Qi Mo could only sigh helplessly, and said in a very complicated tone:
"Report to Senior Brother Jin, please move to the sect to see the specific situation!"
Hearing this, Jin Zhengyang frowned slightly, and finally strode towards the sect with his hands behind his back.
Seeing this, the people behind him also hurriedly followed.
Only Qi Mo and others couldn't help but look at each other, all with a bitter smile on their faces.
As the group entered Dao Sect, many rumors began to spread.
Such as Dao Sect's first alchemy master, abolishing the Dan Hall, breaking into the ninth floor of Xuanji Pagoda, and ranking second in the contribution list, the faces of the people gradually darkened.
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Time flies, and the water flows without a trace.
In the blink of an eye, another year has passed.
Yixian Yaju, which was originally full of grass and warblers, also showed a spectacular wonder of silver and snow due to the arrival of winter.
In the early morning of this day, the gate of the cave that had been sealed for a long time finally rose slowly, and Qin Tian, wearing a plain robe, walked out slowly with a calm face.
At this moment, his whole body was calm and his eyes were restrained. Obviously, after a year of retreat and consolidation, the foundation of his cultivation has been completely stabilized.
However, at this moment, Qin Tian seemed to have noticed something and couldn't help frowning slightly.
Then he raised his hand and took out a palm-sized stone token, which turned out to be the inheritance token of the Barbarian God that he had obtained from the Red Tiger Tribe.
The dark gray surface of the token now had a few blood-colored lines, as if it was going to cover the entire token, which looked extremely strange!
According to the description of the Red Tiger Tribe leader, if the token showed such an abnormality, it meant that the opening of the Barbarian God Forbidden Land was approaching.
At that time, only those who held the inheritance token and went to the Desolate Plains of the Savage Continent would be qualified to enter the forbidden land and seize the inheritance.
Seeing this abnormality, Qin Tian's eyes gradually became solemn, and a sense of urgency suddenly rose in his heart. Even the joy of the original breakthrough in cultivation was instantly diluted.
After all, the natal magic weapon still lacked the wind blade, and the wind-type natural treasures were nowhere to be found. There was also the matter of lifting the ban on the storage ring, which required going to the Qingzhou Liu family to investigate.
This series of events together can only be described as time-sensitive, but it is closely related to the improvement of strength, and there is no room for any delay.
Thinking of this, Qin Tian pondered for a long time, and finally put away the mutated inheritance token and walked out of the cave.
However, at the moment of opening the outer formation, the scene in front of him made him slightly stunned, and his brows frowned quietly.
Just because at this moment at the entrance of the valley, there was a handsome young man in a golden robe standing with his hands behind his back. It was undoubtedly the master of the War Hall, Jin Zhengyang.
And behind him, there were more than a dozen Jindan stage masters lined up in a row, even Qi Mo and Zhai Qizhi and others were among them.
Perhaps they noticed the movement, and the eyes of the people present quickly gathered and locked firmly on Qin Tian.
It should be known that the monks of the War Hall have been attacking outside for many years, and they are all blood-thirsty and experienced. Because of this, the fierce momentum of the people is strong enough to make people with weak minds instantly tremble.
As a result, the atmosphere in the field froze, and a sense of solemnity spread quietly.
Even the heavy snow that was originally falling suddenly stopped in the air.
However, Qi Mo and others showed some embarrassment on their faces.
After all, the grievances between them and Qin Tian had long been resolved. In recent years, they have even received a lot of benefits from the latter by taking advantage of their proximity.
So now facing this situation, they naturally feel a sense of dilemma.
However, the people in the War Hall are not good birds, and how can Qin Tian be a good person?
Let alone, being able to travel across the ocean from the Endless Demon Sea to the land of Jiuzhou with the humble origin of a young boy from a fishing village, the white bones and blood along the way are far beyond the imagination of ordinary people!
Moreover, even the old ghost Ziyin in the Yuanying period had fought with him before, so such a small scene would naturally not move him at all.
Because of this, facing the fierce power of the monks in the War Hall, Qin Tian's face was full of calmness, and his expression was as calm as ever.
At this moment, Jin Zhengyang suddenly turned around, and his eyes swept over with extremely sharp eyes. There was also a powerful pressure like the abyss and the sea, accompanied by an amazing murderous aura like a sea of corpses and blood, which quickly spread and enveloped the whole scene.
This move was obviously to show off his power!
There is no doubt that as long as Qin Tian can't resist, even if he just retreats half a step away, when they fight in the future, his momentum will be weaker invisibly.
Seeing this situation, Qin Tian seemed calm, but in fact, a trace of solemnity flashed quietly in the depths of his eyes.
Because of the strength of this momentum, even compared with the Black and White Impermanence, it is slightly higher, only slightly inferior to the head master Mi Yunxin, but not far behind!
The most important thing is that it is not difficult to judge from the momentum and the realm pressure that the golden elixir in Jin Zhengyang's body is as high as the seventh level, which is definitely a powerful person.
From this, it can be seen that this boy can be ranked as the master of the battle hall, naturally he is not an ordinary person!
Thinking of this, Qin Tian did not have the slightest intention of retreating, but quickly operated the majestic true energy in his body, and easily eliminated the pressure.
Then, he burst out with an amazing murderous aura from his body, rising into the sky, and formed a confrontation with the pressure that was covering him.
In an instant, the wind and snow in the sky whistled away, and the world seemed to fall into a dead silence.
