Qian Wuming glared at his son, hating iron but not steel.

"If the Son does not teach, the Father is at fault! This is the dog Qian Hun, he has eyes and does not know gold and jade, this is my crime of improper discipline! ”

With that, he looked around at the disciples of the Pure Ming Sect beside him and announced aloud.

"Tomorrow, this seat will pass on the position of sect master to Jiang Heng!"

"What? Dad, you're not going crazy, are you?! Qian said unexpectedly.

The man with a broken throat muttered: "Even if Jiang Heng's identity is fine, he is just a hairy boy who has not contributed to the sect in the slightest, why should he be the sect master?" ”

The big-headed young man also felt sorry for Qian Wuming, "Sect Master Qian has been running the Jingming Sect for nine years, and there is no merit and hard work......

"Don't say it, you don't understand!" Qian Wuming pressed his hands down slightly, signaling the crowd to be quiet.

"The former Sect Master Jiang is my life-saving father. Back then, he died to resist the strange and heroic. And I, on the other hand, failed to protect his bloodline......"

"Fortunately, Jiang Hengji people have their own natural appearance, out of the mud without staining, in the heart of the Demon Dao to the Immortal Dao, has grown up! I abdicate and make way for Xian, as it should be! ”

Jiang Heng stared at the moist corners of Qian Wuming's eyes, his mind flew like lightning, and he refused.

"Uncle Qian, changing the sect master is not child's play. The little nephew is immoral and incompetent, and he dare not accept it...... If you force me any longer, my little nephew will have to go down the mountain and never set foot in the mountain gate again! ”

"Oh well! I will accept you as an inner disciple for the time being, and when you succeed in your studies in the future, I will pass on the position of sect master to you! Qian Wuming insisted.

As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that Jiang Heng would have a mustard, so he explained it carefully.

"Although you have been the acting head of the Demon Dao, how can the Demon Dao cultivation be compared to my Immortal Dao, when you cultivate in the future, you must calm down......

Qian Hun reminded in a low voice: "Dad, even if his identity is true, he can't be directly accepted as an inner disciple." It's not in ...... way."

The man with the broken throat and the big-headed young man let out a long breath, and their expressions softened.

Helping each other to get up from the ground, rubbing their knees, and whispering analysis.

"Not bad! According to the rules of the sect, Jiang Heng must first start as a miscellaneous servant and work for three years before he can become an outer disciple......"

"And! Only those who perform well among the outer disciples will be selected as the inner disciples...... After a long time, many things are lost without saying anything...... Hey, hey, hey! ”

Syllable!

Qian Wuming raised his palm and slapped his son in the face.

"Bastard! You're teaching me how to do things?! I am the sect master, and I have the privilege to directly select inner disciples! ”

Poof!

The man with the broken voice and the big-headed young man knelt down in unison, and bean-sized drops of sweat appeared on their foreheads, "...... Sloppy! ”

Qian Hun covered his swollen cheeks, and his heart was full of jealousy, "Jiang Heng! The whole sect, except for that Lin Xun, has been dead for nine years, so why do you bother to come back? If you have to rob me of those treasures in the Treasure Pavilion, I have to let you die! ”

"Rebel, still don't apologize to Jiang Heng?!" Qian Wuming's eyes were cold.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I'm sorry, I confessed to you for my brother! Fortunately, my father still remembers your appearance......" The smile on Qian Hun's face was as warm as spring.

"Uncle Qian, my little nephew can't embarrass you. Since the sect has rules, then I will start with miscellaneous servants! Jiang Heng smiled lightly.

This trip to Jingming Sect has another purpose.

As for the identities of inner disciples, outer disciples, miscellaneous servants, etc., as far as I am concerned, these are nothing!

After all, not to mention the Demon Dao Alliance Master, Lao Tzu has even done it as an Immortal Emperor!

"Oh well! It's okay to be a handyman, endure more hardships, and lay a solid foundation for cultivation, which is beneficial and harmless! Qian Wuming sighed a few words, drank away the irrelevant crowd, and took Jiang Heng to register with him.

Outside the crowd, the man with a broken voice and the big-headed young man were still kneeling honestly.

Seeing Jiang Heng passing by the two of them, he hurriedly smiled and apologized.

"Senior Brother Jiang, I have offended a lot, please forgive me!"

"Over the years, there have been too many people who have come to impersonate you! caused us to slack off, and today we almost mistook our true identities and caused a catastrophe......"

"Two senior brothers, get up quickly, since it's all a misunderstanding, don't kneel!" Jiang Heng looked at the almost broken knees of the two of them, and walked away.

On the way, Qian Wuming carefully chatted with Jiang Heng about his past life, but he was perfunctory and did not know much valuable content.

Regarding many things during the undercover period of the Demon Dao, Jiang Heng did not inform Qian Wuming for the time being.

After all, after so many passes, who knows if people's hearts will change......

Previously, according to the conversation with Lin Xun, Jiang Heng recalled some dusty pasts.

His mother, Zhang Su, unfortunately died early due to injury and illness three days after he was born.

His father, Jiang Shouyi, is the head of the Jiang family in Qingxu Continent and the former sect master of Jingming Sect.

After raising Jiang Heng alone until he was six years old, he entrusted him to his righteous brother Lin Xun, went alone to kill Wei Wei, and never returned.

Coincidentally, it was unfortunate.

A year later, on the night when Jiang Heng's father's soul lamp went out.

The Jiang family's compound, located on the small lonely peak, ignited a fire for no reason, and the guards and servants were brutally killed by a group of masked men.

Even the seven-year-old Jiang Heng disappeared into the fire and was taken away by someone at that time!

And Lin Xun, who was tricked by someone, rushed to the Jiang family's compound, but couldn't find Jiang Heng's young trace, and in order to vent his anger, he did not hesitate to fight for great damage and kill several enemies!

Later, Jiang Heng's memory was in short supply, and he was only known to have been mysteriously sent to the Blood Demon Sword Sect.

At this moment, even if he stared at Qian Wuming's face carefully, it was difficult for him to recall more information.

Qian Wuming was stared at by Jiang Heng for a while.

I don't know what to think of, in his words, he was a lot more respectful to Jiang Heng.

"Jiang Heng, you practice steadily. The rest of the things, such as those magic weapons, don't be in a hurry...... Wait for Uncle Qian to arrange it for you slowly. ”

After the fire nine years ago, most of the magic treasures accumulated by the Jiang family were missing, and a small part was stored in the Treasure Pavilion of the Jingming Sect as ownerless.

"In this way, there will be Uncle Lao Qian!" Jiang Heng thanked him.

At his insistence, he was placed in a small courtyard of a stone house.

The layout of the stone house is generally the same as the residence of other miscellaneous disciples.

Farewell to Qian Wuming, there is nothing to do.

Outside the stone house, he cast a shelter formation, sat down on the stone bed with his knees crossed, his heart facing the sky, holding the yuan and keeping one, and cultivating the secret of chaos immortality.

Visualize the mysterious and complex path of vitality, your chest rises and falls, and you breathe in.

Streams of aura that was so rich that it almost liquefied around Jiang Heng were refined into surging mana, and they continued to converge in the dantian under the umbilicus!

Under the extraction of Chaos Blue Lotus, it has become even more refined!

I don't know how much time has passed.

The slightly black impurity stains, fishy and unpleasant, were discharged from the body from time to time, making Jiang Heng's skin itchy for a while.

His physical physique, after his cultivation was promoted to the Kunlun Realm, finally began to be reborn again!

The bones are strong and broad, and they are harder than the golden stones!

The flesh and blood have become more and more solid, and there is already a crystal meaning, the qi and blood are full and full, and the muscles are knotted like a dragon!

The skin is firm, the pores are fine, and it is covered with an imperceptible layer of brilliance.

The sky turned from dark to bright, and the time came to noon.

A ray of golden sunshine shone through the screen window on Jiang Heng's handsome face.

Right now!

The sky outside the stone house darkened in an instant, as if dyed with a light black mist.

Within the eight wildernesses and six combinations, there is no natural light between heaven and earth.

Jiang Heng sensed the strangeness of the light black mist, his heart beat violently a few times, and he was stunned, "...... This is the Kuroshio? ”

The black tide that Jiang Heng said was not a flood, but a light black cloud containing strange substances.

Although it has not yet erupted in a large area, when it descends every few years, it makes the entire Qingxu Continent Immortal Dao Cultivation Realm tremble!

Just because, if the monk is accidentally infected by the strange black tide, there will be all kinds of strange and inexplicable situations.

And the Jingming Sect where Jiang Heng is at this time is one of the sects that guards the hinterland of Qingxu Continent and is responsible for clearing the weird black tide at any time.

This is also the reason why when the Immortal Dao forces attacked the Demon Dao several times, only a few border sects fought.

In the blink of an eye, the mountain where the Jingming Sect was located was brightly lit, covered with a layer of pale yellow magic circle light cover.

The magic array light mask, as thin as a cicada's wings, was deformed by the impact of the light black clouds, but it was never broken.

Jiang Heng took out the fire fold, lit the oil lamp, and closed the doors and windows.

Wash off the sticky and smelly stains on your body, and continue to practice in the stone house to avoid the weird black tide.

After a stick of incense.

The light black clouds formed by the strange black tide are getting lighter and lighter.

Qian Hun's voice fluttered from outside the courtyard, full of concern.

"Senior Brother Jiang, are you still used to living here?"

"It's okay!" Jiang Heng's tone was also amiable.

Qian Hun smiled and said apologetically: "Senior Brother Jiang, I acted perversely before, and I have been severely punished by my father...... I was wrong! Are you still mad at me? ”

"Senior Brother Qian, don't mention the past. What is my brother looking for me? Jiang Heng said.

"This time it's my turn to apply to my dad to clean up the Kuroshio monsters, do you want to see it together?" Qian Hun is tempting.

The weird black tide, inviting to clean up the monsters, faintly reveals some kind of conspiracy.

Jiang Heng thought about it for a few breaths and agreed.

He wanted to take this incident as an opportunity to peel back the cocoon and verify what had been speculated.

After a while, Jiang Heng changed into a clean green shirt and put away the dagger he received at the miscellaneous servant's office, "Wait for me, I'll be there soon!" ”

Above the heavenly dome, the magic circle light shield was still there.

Outside the small courtyard, Qian was dressed in pale yellow clothes and was pacing anxiously.

The material of Qian Hun's clothes and the meaning that escapes from it have the effect of resisting the Black Current.

Of course, after completing this task of cleaning up the monsters, he needs to return his clothes to the sect.

"I've kept my brother waiting!" Jiang Heng came out of the courtyard and said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter! You and my brothers don't know each other if they don't fight, and we will be closer and closer in the future! Qian Hun took Jiang Heng's arm and walked down the mountain.

Jiang Heng saw that not far away, there were already dozens of Pure Ming Sect monks waiting for the two of them.

"Go fast! If it's too late, I'm afraid the monster will escape from the range of the Pure Ming Sect! The middle-aged man in the lead said unhappily.

"Here comes Uncle Gao! Senior Brother Jiang, I want to see the world......" Qian Hun laughed, pulled Jiang Heng forward quickly, and blended into the crowd.

The middle-aged man called Gao Ming, and his personality was quite upright, he walked up to Jiang Heng and said, "You are new to the city, what kind of excitement are you making, go back!" ”

"I'm also a Kunlun Realm cultivator, so it shouldn't be a big deal." Jiang Heng was neither humble nor arrogant, and arched his hand.

"You're just a Kunlun realm! If you encounter a powerful monster, you can't beat it, and it's still a dead ......" Gao Ming glared at Jiang Heng and reprimanded.

Qian Hun grinned, bowed down and said, "It's rare that Senior Brother Jiang wants to see it once, so Uncle Jiang will raise his noble hand, right?" Besides, my dad has agreed! ”

"You're doing it for yourselves." Gao Ming snorted, threw Jiang Heng a yellow shirt, and stepped into the faint gray mist first.

Qian hugged Jiang Heng's shoulders and made a sincere promise, "With me here, junior brother can rest assured!" I shelter you! ”

Jiang Heng raised his clear gaze, stared at Qian Hun's kind face, and nodded heavily.

"Thank you, brother, it's so good!"