The person who was locked by the thunder that day slowly stood up and faced the rolling thunder without fear. The old monster who spoke just now in the stands exclaimed, "Qiu Huai?" Everyone's eyesight will not be bad, but they miss Qiu Huai too much, and the current Qiu Yiming is just like Qiu Huai who was proud of everyone back then.

Without any defense, the heavenly thunder let the hair stand up one by one, and the electric dew on his body was as black as carbon, like a roasted sweet potato that was still on the fire, and the black and oppressive dark clouds still did not mean to disperse, and in an instant, the second heavenly thunder came out, booming and humming, and the person who stood tall was like a mortal who had not cultivated, defenseless or even unguarded.

After the thunder, people still stood in place, everyone was surprised that everyone felt that the thunder should have ended, and they would not have been able to bear this kind of thing that they had never heard of before, and the dark clouds in the sky seemed to disperse, and the dark sky had a tendency to gradually brighten.

In the next second, a thunderbolt slashed down, and this time Qiu Yiming spat blood and fell to the ground. The dark clouds in the sky finally dispersed, and a golden light shrouded Qiu Yiming, who was like black charcoal, the wounds on his body quickly recovered, and the light curtain poured down, all of which were willful swaying of spiritual power.

At this time, Qiu Yiming heard the call from the sky, and then came to a place where the water and light were clear, and saw a person with a golden face on his face, and saluted respectfully: "I don't know where this is, but the one who summoned the disciple just now was the honorable driver?"

A gentle smile rippled on his majestic face: "It is the deity, this is the upper plane, seeing that your qualifications are still acceptable, so I will lead you here, if you want to stay here directly, your cultivation deity will help you come up."

Qiu Yiming is now a person who was hit by a huge easter egg and was dizzy, and that person seemed to be commonplace: "Since you don't speak, the deity will be regarded as your acquiescence, and this will call your real body to come."

Only then did Qiu Yiming know that everything was true, and when he heard that he was about to summon his golden body, he hurriedly said: "Respect and drive slowly, thanks to the respect for driving and not giving up, but the disciple still has something to do in the original plane, and the disciple cannot come." Such a great opportunity, the last plane that this person said, in the eyes of everyone, is an immortal.

As long as Qiu Yiming was stunned for a moment, the next moment Qiu Yiming would be a veritable immortal. The man obviously didn't expect Qiu Yiming to say this, and then said indifferently: "But for that little girl? She is a numerology that should not be lived, and I advise you not to be attached. Qiu Yiwu heard this, and his heart ached: "When the disciple said this, the disciple didn't dare to refute it, but the disciple never let it go."

The man sighed: "It's a very affectionate person, but this is not necessarily a good thing, since you call yourself a disciple, then I will entrust you to be a master, such a thing for you, if you want to see me in the future, when you get across, crush it and I will come to pick you up."

Qiu Yiming solemnly thanked him, not everyone can have such an honor, let alone let a venerable come up to pick it up, and the next moment Qiu Yiming was sent back, and now Qiu Yiming is only one big realm away from that realm, and he is a cultivator like an elder.

Qiu Yiming knew that this was another "gift" that the person gave him just now, and he couldn't help but feel emotional, and at this time, the white-haired old man had already hugged Qiu Yiming: "Well done."

How could the people in the stands not see through Qiu Yiming's cultivation now, they naturally knew that Qiu Yiming was afraid that he had the blue eyes of those people, and his eyes were even more satisfied with this future sect master, Qiu Yiming knelt on the ground and said at the moment when the white-haired old man let go of himself: "Master, the apprentice is not filial, I'm sorry Master."

The old man's face couldn't stop being disappointed, Qiu Yiming knew that he had recruited the old man like that just now, and he must have let himself come down anyway, looking at the old man's old face, Qiu Yiwu knew that he was giving up not only the future, but also the old man's life.

The old man helped Qiu Yiming up, tears had already flowed down his cheeks, who had ever seen the high lord cry like this: "Tomorrow will be your inheritance ceremony, you must prepare well, you will be the sect master of this sect from tomorrow."

Qiu Yiming could only nod yes, and he didn't dare to ask a word about Yang Bingling and the three of them.

The next day, the succession ceremony was held, and the old man's speed was simply too fast, and the moment Qiu Yiming put on the crown of the sect master who was sent to him, Qiu Yiming didn't know himself in the mirror for a while.

On this day when everyone was happy, only one family had a funeral, the son of the great elder died after going back, there was no one in the mourning hall, the great elder stood in front of the coffin in the mourning hall, holding a one-foot-long metal hook in his hand, and closed his eyes with two lines of old tears.

A woman beside her who was as beautiful as a flower was crying, and her heart ached: "I said a long time ago not to let my son compete for the position of any sect master, but you don't listen, that position has always been an abyss that cannot be avoided, how many people have been killed, and now that your son is dead, so an ethereal position is dead, do you regret it?"

Hearing this, the Great Elder opened his eyes and two rays of light shot out, and his knuckles turned white: "I never regret what I have done, they killed our son, so naturally they will pay for their lives."

The good-eyed woman wiped her tears, and said in despair: "Whatever you want, my son is dead, what do I have to be nostalgic for in this world."

The man's expression was indifferent: "Yes."

After speaking, he turned around and left, the hook in his hand disappeared, and the suzerain inherited such a happy day, so he naturally wanted to "congratulate him". Everyone now walked around when they saw the Great Elder, and everyone knew that now that the Great Elder had lost his power, even those who had been very close to the Great Elder's father and son before were now eager to stay away from the Great Elder.

At the time of the ceremony, the colorful cranes flew together, the birds contended and thousands of flowers bloomed, and everyone smiled. The white-haired old man stood on the high platform and recited, while Qiu Yiming knelt in front of the spiritual seats of the sect masters, solemnly and respectfully lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and listened quietly.

"There is Qiu Yiming, the son of Qiu Huai, who has both talent and morality, cultivates to be strong, and is strong in his heart, and hereby succeeds as the seventy-ninth generation of my sect master, hoping that it will prosper our sect and lead the sect to the place where the sect master has worked hard for many years." Qiu Yiwu bowed respectfully, and the old man held the crown in his hand and crowned it.

"Wait!" The deep voice came from afar, and everyone in the ceremony saw the smiling face of the great elder: "Everyone is polite, although Qiu Yiming defeated my son, but the agreement at that time was that Qiu Yiming opened the Linglong Ring, and only after understanding the true meaning of the Linglong Ring can he be named the sect master." Now the original agreement is gone?"

Such words obviously aroused the disgust of everyone, but they couldn't refute it, the white-haired old man was the first to stand up and protect Qiu Yiming and said: "Yiming's strength is obvious to all, is there a better successor, who can take over the three heavenly thunders of the day from everyone here?" If the succession of the head of a sect is stuck to a convention, wouldn't it become a joke! ”

After saying that, everyone bowed their heads, but how could the Great Elder give up? He continued to follow: "All my generations are cultivators, if even faith and righteousness can be abandoned, then what are you still cultivating? Isn't it a man without virtue and without faith? ”

The white-haired old man laughed: "It's funny to say this, when did you study the heart without looking at cultivation?" Today, no matter what, the matter of a succession suzerain will never change. ”

The Great Elder bowed to a few old monsters and said, "Venerables think so too?"

For a while, everyone looked at the few people who were proudly born, and several people looked at each other without speaking, and the atmosphere fell into a stalemate, and suddenly a Venerable said: "The Venerable thinks that since the Great Elder and the Venerable Master can't hold each other, it is not worth it just for the comprehension of a Linglong Ring, so let's postpone this inheritance ceremony until Qiu Yiming comprehends and receives the Linglong Ring."

The Venerable Master didn't want to flatly refuse: "No, Yiming must succeed the sect master today."

Qiu Yiming looked at the Venerable who insisted on it in a little surprise, not quite understanding, and the Great Elder smiled: "The Venerable doesn't even pay attention to the Venerables now, so you can't stay here."

Venerable is now riding a tiger with a difficult face, I don't know how to speak, Qiu Yiming, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up despite the Venerable's obstruction: "The Great Elder is doing everything possible to hinder my inheritance, what is the purpose?"

The Great Elder squinted his eyes at Qiu Yiming, this face was as annoying as that face: "That's a bad thing, who inherits it now has nothing to do with Elder Ben, Elder Ben is just defending the rules of the sect, how come it has become a deliberate difficulty in your eyes?"

I have to say that this Great Elder is really very good at speaking, Qiu Yiming smiled and said: "Since this is the case that I have comprehended the Linglong Ring, the Great Elder will not have anything else waiting for me, right?"

Such a young man's smile stung the Great Elder, and the hatred in his eyes almost couldn't be hidden: "What can Elder Ben have, if you comprehend the Linglong Illusion Realm, the position of the sect master will be inherited according to the agreement."

Qiu Yiming smiled, confident and flamboyant: "If you say so, then follow what the Great Elder said."

The Venerable secretly pulled Qiu Yiming's sleeve, and Qiu Yiming replied with a reassuring look. Everyone seems to be unable to inherit it today, and they will naturally inherit things and move them out, Qiu Yiming was not annoyed and said slowly: "Wait, what's the hurry, are you afraid that you won't be able to finish moving when you clear the site?" Don't worry, when the time comes, this sect master will personally help you. ”

As soon as these words came out, they attracted everyone's side eyes, and the Great Elder reprimanded: "Presumptuous, you are not the sect master and dare to call yourself the sect master, such a great crime of rebellion, you should be killed on the spot."

Qiu Yiming was under the sideways gaze of everyone, his fingers swiped the void, and the ten fingers quickly changed and quickly sealed, and in an instant, the color of the heaven and the earth was lost, and the glazed illusion jumped up, and everyone's faces were the reflection of the dream, Qiu Yiming smiled: "Welcome to the Linglong Fantasy World."

The Great Elder Jing who was in the Linglong Illusion Realm howled, and when he was selling, Qiu Yiming took back the Exquisite Illusion Realm, and proudly stood out to everyone: "This ceremony doesn't have to be done anymore, from now on the deity is the sect master here, if anyone has any objections, they can come to talk to the sect master."