The long-awaited battle for the chief disciple has finally come to an end.

More than 60,000 people under the gimbal were talking and cheering for a long time before they gradually subsided.

Everyone knows that the decisive battle is bound to be 'fine' and thrilling.

But no one could have imagined that the end result would be like this.

He Wuxian defeated Cangyue in full view of everyone and rightfully won the position of chief disciple.

Xue Tianjiao stood among the ten elders, his face full of pride and pride, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Qin Kaitian, Fu Yuankang and the other elders all looked at him with envy on their faces, and at the same time felt ashamed of their previous words.

Subsequently, Mo Qingkong announced the result of the duel.

"In the final battle, He Wuxian won and successfully seized the position of chief disciple!"

When Mo Qingtian's voice spread throughout the entire Immortal Peak, everyone was boiling, and more than 60,000 people raised their arms in unison and shouted, cheering.

He Wuxian put away the blood-drinking knife, held on to the injuries in his internal organs, and flew away from the cloud platform and returned to the top of the mountain.

The left protector Tan Wenji flew to the high platform, came to the bottom of the big pit, and transported Yuan Li to help Cang Yue suppress the injury, which woke him up.

After Cang Yue sobered up, his face was full of unwilling and bitter smiles, and despite Tan Wenji's dissuasion, he forcibly left Changsheng Peak with his injuries.

Now, he, who was once the number one on the immortal list and the most promising person to become the chief disciple, no longer has the face to stay any longer.

As soon as He Wuxian flew back to the top of the mountain, Xue Tianjiao's figure flashed and came to his side.

"Master, I didn't disappoint you. He Wuxian squeezed out a smile on his pale face.

Xue Tianjiao immediately reached out to hold his wrist, and said with a concerned face: "Don't talk yet, help the teacher heal you." ”

While speaking, Xue Tianjiao made a sword finger with his right hand, and pointed out thirteen fingers at He Wuxi's 'chest', abdomen and neck, sealing his 'acupoint' path.

Then he pressed the palm of his right hand against He Wuxi's back, conveying a majestic and vast Yuan Force.

Not only that, but he also took out a spirit-level mid-grade healing pill 'medicine' and gave it to He Wuxi.

He Wuxie's injury is very serious, if he heals by himself, even if he has Xiao Qinglong's help, it will take at least half a month.

But Xue Tianjiao's shot was really extraordinary, and most of He Wuxi's injuries were healed after half an hour.

Next, He Wuxian only needs to recuperate for another ten days, and he will be cured.

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"Thank you, Master. ”

Xue Tianjiao smiled and waved his hand, and asked a few words with concern, seeing that it was not a big problem to have no hatred, he was relieved.

At this moment, Mo Qingkong announced again: "Why don't you hate, you go back to recuperate and heal." Half a month later, this seat will confer on you the position of chief disciple. ”

At this point, it means that the battle for this time has come to an end.

More than 60,000 disciples left one after another, still discussing Fang Cai's duel as they walked.

Although, many of the disciples of the Immortal List are very good.

But the person who has attracted the most attention and been talked about the most is, of course, He Wuhate.

The disciples of the outer 'gate' were the first to leave, and two quarters of an hour later, they all opened the Immortal Peak.

At this time, the disciples of the inner 'gate' left one after another, and all of them flew up to the high heavens and returned to their respective peaks.

Meng Qi and several disciples of the Immortal List all came to congratulate He Wuxi, and then left.

Mo Qingtian and the left and right Dharma protectors, as well as the ten elders, were also secretly transmitting their voices, discussing the previous duel.

At this moment, a dazzling purple light descended from the sky and fell onto the high platform.

Mo Qingtian's face suddenly turned solemn, and he stretched out his hand to catch the purple 'color' brilliance.

The purple light gradually dissipated, and everyone saw that Mo Qingkong was holding a piece of purple 'color' and 'jade' in his hand.

When Mo Qingkong's divine consciousness invaded the 'jade' Jane and saw the information in the 'Jade' Jane, his face suddenly changed his 'color'.

The rest of the elders sensed that something was wrong, so they stopped talking and looked at Mo Qingtian together.

"Deputy Boss, what's going on?"

Only then did Mo Qingkong retract his senses, put the 'jade' Jane into the sleeves of his wide robe, and looked at He Wuxian with deep meaning in his eyes.

"Why don't you hate, don't leave first, the Supreme Sect Master will personally give you a seal. ”

"What?" As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and several elders 'revealed' shocked expressions one after another.

Xue Tianjiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes showed joy, and his eyes became more and more proud when he looked at He Wuxian.

He Wuxian was just about to leave Changsheng Peak and return to Qingyun Courtyard to heal, but when he received such news, he was also a little puzzled.

However, he didn't say much, and followed the elders into the Great Hall of Immortality with Mo Qingtian.

For a long time, the Great Hall of Immortality was only guarded by Mo Qingkong and the left and right Dharma Protectors.

As for the Supreme Sect of the Immortal Sect, he has not 'appeared' for countless years, and it is said that he has been in retreat and cultivation.

The big and small affairs in the sect's 'gate' are all handled by Mo Qingkong and the left and right protectors.

Now, the Supreme Sect Leader actually came forward, just to give He Wuxian the position of chief disciple.

From this, the elders, Dharma Protectors, Mo Qingkong, and others thought of how much importance the Supreme Sect Leader attached to and how hateful he was.

The Hall of Eternal Life is majestic and solemn, showing the breath of the martial arts holy land.

The main hall is wide and tall, the decoration is sacred and majestic, and there are buildings and furnishings made of rare treasures everywhere.

As high as 100 zhang, the majestic hall with a radius of 1,000 zhang, which is hollow 'swing' and 'swing'.

There are hundreds of unknown gems on the dome, radiating like stars, illuminating the entire hall.

At the north end of the main hall, there is a huge chair more than three zhang wide, which is the throne of the supreme sect.

The whole body of the chair is made of black star stone, and its value is as precious as a sixth-level spiritual weapon.

The elders came to the throne with He Wuxi, their hands hanging down at their sides, and their expressions solemn and solemn quietly waiting.

The left and right Dharma protectors stood on both sides of the throne, and the deputy head of the 'gate' Mo Qingkong stood in front of the throne, also standing solemnly with his hands down, waiting for the arrival of the supreme master.

He Wuxian stood at the end of the line, quietly looking around, still speculating in his heart.

Before coming to the Immortal Sect, the Jin Elder of the Divine Weapon Pavilion had already told him a lot of news about the Immortal Sect.

The head of the Immortal Sect is named Du Xuanji, and he is a Martial Emperor Supreme.

Although Du Xuanji was in charge of the Immortal Sect not long ago, he was only a young man of more than 600 years old, but his skills and courage were not bad.

When he heard Jin Lao's words, He Wuxian was still very surprised.

"An old monster over six hundred years old can also be called a young man?"

Jin Lao explained with a light smile, on the Zhongzhou Continent, there are only a handful of powerhouses in the Supreme Realm of Emperor Wu.

The other Martial Emperor Supremes, even if they were geniuses of the Heavenly Vertical, had taken thousands of years to advance to the Martial Emperor realm.

At present, there are several Martial Emperor powerhouses who are still alive, and they are at least more than 1,000 to 8,000 years old.

Compared with several other supremes, Du Xuanji was able to advance to the Martial Emperor powerhouse in six hundred years, and he could be regarded as an ancient genius, and he was indeed a young man.

Now, He Wuxian stood in the Great Hall of Immortality, looking at the empty throne, recalling Jin Lao's words, and couldn't help but have a trace of conjecture in his heart.

"Teaching Du Xuanji, advancing to the Martial Emperor powerhouse in six hundred years, he can be called a 'swinging' world wizard, I don't know what he looks like?"

"The most important thing is that the matter of conferring the title of chief disciple can be completed by the deputy head of the 'gate' Mo Qingkong. Du Zhangjiao personally bestowed a seal on me, showing that he valued me. But he never 'showed' his face, he never saw me at all, so why did he value me?"

This is the most incomprehensible thing for He Wuxi.

Everyone waited quietly for about half an hour, when a purple light suddenly descended from the dome of the main hall.

The dazzling and noble purple 'color' brilliance, wrapped in a figure, descended on the throne.

When the infinite purple light dissipated, everyone saw clearly that there was an extraordinary middle-aged man on the throne.

This person is wearing a purple 'color' robe, a 'jade' crown on his head, and a 'jade' belt hanging from the sun, and many precious star crystals are inlaid on the belt.

He is burly and strong, eight feet tall, his face is resolute and majestic, and his whole body is full of 'exposed' the aura of a strong man who looks at the world.

There is no doubt that this purple-robed man is the head of the Immortal Sect, Du Xuanji.

The elders, Dharma protectors, and deputy head of the 'Gate' Mo Qingtian immediately bent down and bowed their hands, and the mountain shouted, "Meet the Supreme Sect Master!"

He Wuxian was stunned, his eyes widened, and he looked at the purple-robed man incredulously.

"It's him!!"

At this moment, his heart tightened, and many worries and doubts arose in his heart.

Because, the head of the sect in front of him, Du Xuanji, was the one who attacked him in the Qingyun Courtyard that night.

That night, the purple-robed man broke into the Qingyun Courtyard and attacked him three times.

Although he was scarred by the purple-robed man, he also injured the purple-robed man with Shura's slash.

Now, when he saw that Du Xuanji, who was in charge of the sect, was a purple-robed man, He Wuxian had only one thought in his heart.

"It's over! I wounded the master that night, and he would have been furious, and it was terrible. ”

Although he didn't understand why Du Xuanji broke into the Qingyun Courtyard late at night.

But he knew that a supreme powerhouse like Du Xuanji would never tolerate insults and provocations.

But he was bold enough to injure Du Xuanji, which was disrespectful and should be punished heavily.

He Wuxian was stunned on the spot for a while, his heart was 'chaotic', and he didn't know what to do.

"For five months, I worked hard to enter the Immortal Sect, and finally won the position of chief disciple. I didn't expect such a thing to happen, if Du Xuanji punished me for this, or removed me from the position of chief disciple, then what should I do?"

At this time, Du Xuanji waved his hand and motioned to the elders and Dharma protectors to excuse themselves.

Then, his majestic and domineering eyes fell on He Wuxian's body.

Although Du Xuanji did not release the coercion of the strong man, he just looked at it calmly, but it still made He Wuxian feel fear in his heart.

"Why don't you hate, you seem to be nervous?"

Du Xuanji raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an inexplicable smile, although the voice was not loud, it could shock people's hearts.

He Wuqi raised his head when he heard this, and his eyes met Du Xuanji's eyes, and he couldn't help but be a little worried.

Fortunately, he was clever, and immediately thought of the words, so he respectfully bowed his hand and replied: "The supreme and even the strong have the power of heaven and man, and no one in the world today can compete with you." The disciple was fortunate enough to see the true face of the master, so he was naturally sincerely afraid and very nervous. ”