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Chapter 463

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After the three battles, the atmosphere on the mountain peak became even hotter.

The Body Sect's upper echelons were overjoyed, but they were also troubled by something.

Because of what Xie Tian had said in the third battle, all the disciples were now filled with the spirit of being a teacher.

"Senior apprentice-brother, help me pass a message to senior apprentice-brother Liu."

"What is it?"

"The second form of the Green Pine Palm he practiced yesterday should be like this."

Similar scenes played out in the Body Sect. Although this kind of eagerness to learn had its benefits, the Elders could only bitterly smile.

"Sigh, the upper echelons aren't upright."

"They see Hu Lai as their idol, wanting to learn both good and bad."

"Hmph, Hu Lai's eagerness to be a teacher is so domineering, but these brats only know how to paint a tiger as a dog."

On the second day of the third battle, Xie Tian brought You Xiao Chan out of the courtyard and down the mountain.

At this time, hundreds of thousands of disciples had already gathered, and all the Elders were seated in the meeting hall.

"Greetings senior apprentice-brother Hu Lai, greetings senior apprentice-sister Xiao Chan!"

Including Xu Shaoxiang and the other disciples, all the disciples rose to greet them.

You Xiao Chan returned the greeting and retreated behind Xie Tian.

Xie Tian cupped his fists and bowed. "Greetings, senior apprentice-brothers."

After the greetings, the discussion began.

Today's discussion was the same as yesterday's second battle.

"Senior apprentice-brother, how do you fight Zhu Suiming?"

"To fight, you need to judge the situation. Our cultivation levels are a whole realm apart, and I can't fight him head-on. I can only resort to trickery."

"Senior apprentice-brother, other than using the Seven Kill Glass Art, are there any other tricks?"

Xie Tian said slowly, "The Seven Kill Glass Art has both advantages and disadvantages. Even if you don't use it, there are other ways to disturb your heart. Once the heart is disturbed, you will lose."

"Senior apprentice-brother, if the heart is disturbed, you will lose. How do you calm your heart?"

Xie Tian smiled. "Some people are unfazed in the face of a landslide, others are unfazed in the face of the heavens. The essence is that the heart is unfazed."

"Unfazed!"

Xie Tian smiled and pointed. "Unfazed, like a mountain!"

The disciples looked up and saw the broken mountain peak.

"Senior apprentice-brother!"

"Senior apprentice-brother!"

The sun, which shone on the broken mountain peak in golden light, gradually set in the west amidst the repeated requests for guidance.

You Xiao Chan sat on a green rock, a mesmerizing smile on her face as she stared at Xie Tian.

At this moment, Xie Tian didn't have a trace of heroism or killing intent. Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he pondered, and sometimes he smiled.

Every single movement was so natural and sincere, so casual and amiable. You Xiao Chan was completely intoxicated by it. It was as if she had just realized that the current Xie Tian was the side of her that she loved the most.

What she didn't know was that inside the meeting hall, the old faces that had experienced the vicissitudes of life for at least hundreds of years were already crying.

Only these almighty body refiners knew that at this moment, Xie Tian was pouring his heart out and giving everything he knew, everything he had learned, and everything he had comprehended to the hundreds of thousands of disciples and the Body Sect. He didn't conceal anything at all.

"Ah, I am ashamed, I am ashamed!"

"As an elder, the Old Man still harbored selfish motives. How dare you act so recklessly!"

"Although he's not a legacy disciple, he's still inheriting the body refinement lineage!"

"The Old Man swore to protect such a disciple with his life!"

Xia Yi's eyes were also misty with tears. Although he had no selfish motives, he couldn't be like Xie Tian. He would kill when he needed to, and he wouldn't be moved even if blood flowed. He would be benevolent when he needed to, and he would selflessly repay his fellow sect members with sincerity.

Vaguely, another sentence appeared in Xia Yi's mind.

The Mountain Crushing Medallion was the one that Forefather Poshan had said.

"Junior sect head, if the person holding the medallion wants to burn down my Body Sect, all of you can do is help him add fuel to the fire."

Although Xia Yi had already accepted the order when he heard it, it was only now that he truly accepted this ridiculous order.

He knew that even if Xie Tian wanted to destroy the Body Sect in the future, it would only be because the Body Sect wasn't good enough. It would no longer be the holy land of body refinement in Poshan's or Xie Tian's hearts.

The Dao discussion continued for three days before it ended.

Xie Tian had used up a lot of his mental energy to explain the Dao to hundreds of thousands of people. His face was pale, and he got up to pay his respects to his fellow sect members. With You Xiao Chan's help, he climbed up the mountain.

"Farewell, senior brother!"

Hundreds of thousands of people's eyes were brimming with tears as they cupped their fists and bowed once more, sending off Xie Tian for the second time.

Fang Kuhai's eyes flashed with a strange light when he saw this scene.

"Are you jealous?" Liusu asked from the side.

"How could that be?" Fang Kuhai laughed. "It's just that it's a bit inconceivable. In terms of battle strength and body refinement, Hu Lai is even stronger than Tianxin."

The word "inconceivable" caused Liusu to fall silent for a while before she sighed. "It really is inconceivable."

"You also didn't see his talent?" Fang Kuhai was surprised.

Liusu frowned for a long time, then shook her head. "It's very strange."

"How does it compare to the Undying Divine Body?"

This time, Liusu was silent for an even longer time, unable to answer.

"No matter what, this is a joyous occasion for the two of us. Why think so much?" Fang Kuhai smiled and sighed. "The Undying Divine Body, Martial Divine Body, and Sky-Splitting Divine Body. There's still one more divine body left."

Liusu looked at the Heaven Earth Spiritual Pool and said faintly, "It's said that You Zhuo did not die, but was buried in the deepest part of the Heaven Earth Spiritual Pool."

"Heh, I don't dare to go there." Fang Kuhai shook his head.

"I don't dare either."

"That can't be!"

Liusu shook her head and said, "Yesterday, Qi Feng and Lan Tian appeared. They're obviously suspicious of us."

"Although the Nine Provinces World is broken, there are still smart people!"

Fang Kuhai smiled and stretched before he got up to leave. "I only hope that the fourth divine body will appear soon. With Hu Lai, we will complete our mission and return to the Witch Ancestor's Temple. Heh!"

"Witch Ancestor's Temple!"

Liusu's eyes were filled with yearning.

"Mission completed. Use the Witch Blood to forge the Witch Body and break through the void!"

A conspiracy against the four divine bodies had unknowingly dragged Xie Tian into it. At this moment, another conspiracy that concerned the rise and fall of the Nine Provinces was about to fall on Xie Tian's doppelganger, Wuzhen.

The second day of the Autumn Hunt in the Central Plains.

Amidst the majestic Autumn Hunt team, Xie Tian saw many familiar faces, such as the red-clothed martial disciple, Xie Wudi, and Wu Fei.

But these people, including the princesses and the princes of Qin and Zhao, were only there for the time being. There were only two main characters.

One was the Crown Prince of the Jin dynasty, Shen Feng.

The other was the Young Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect, Duanmu Qiu.

The two of them were sitting in Shen Feng's golden chariot, pulled by several level five spirit beasts as they advanced domineeringly.

The golden chariot was like a palace hall. Shen Feng and Duanmu Qiu sat opposite each other. The jade table in front of them glowed with light, and on it were fine wine and delicacies. The graceful dancers in the hall danced to the accompaniment of the zither. It was a peaceful scene.

But when the two of them spoke, the tranquility disappeared. The dancers and musicians turned as white as paper.

"Prince Shen Feng must be aware that there is an existence that surpasses Lu Xian in Rakshasa, right?"

Shen Feng's expression was indifferent. He only waved his hand. Moments later, there were only the two of them left in the golden chariot.

"It is not strange that Governor Duanmu can sense it," Shen Feng said calmly. "It is precisely because of this that my emperor returned from the depths of the Decimating Abyss."

Duanmu Qiu played with the jade cup in his hand and asked with a smile, "Even someone as strong as the Emperor is not a match for him?"

Shen Feng said, "Governor Duanmu, you can go and have a try."

"Ha, the Emperor is the number one expert. My father would not dare to compete with the Emperor." Duanmu Qiu grinned. "I wonder if His Majesty the Emperor has any countermeasures?"

Shen Feng smiled and asked, "Young Lord Duanmu, do you have any wise ideas?"

"Yes." Duanmu Qiu looked at Shen Feng with a faint smile. "Do you want to hear it?"

Shen Feng's eyes narrowed. He nodded and said, "I would like to hear it."

"Haha, I don't want to say it yet."

Duanmu Qiu laughed and stood up. He walked to the outside of the golden chariot and glanced at a place not far away. He said with a faint smile, "This is the number one army of the Nine States, the Death Camp!"

"The seventh camp of the Death Camp." Shen Feng answered softly with his hands behind his back.

Duanmu Qiu curled his lips. "It's nothing."

Shen Feng smiled.

Seeing this, Duanmu Qiu looked at Shen Feng and said seriously, "I mean it."

Shen Feng smiled but said nothing.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince doesn't believe me!" Duanmu Qiu seemed to be angry. He pointed to a place not far away. "I dare say it is not as good as my Chou Army."

Shen Feng seemed to find something. He turned to look at Duanmu Qiu.

Duanmu Qiu grinned. "How about we compete? If I lose, I am willing to offer this plan to Your Highness, the Crown Prince, to take the credit for saving the Nine States."

Shen Feng was forty-eight years old.

For the first time in the past forty-eight years, the calmness in his heart rippled.

It was because of the credit for saving the Nine States.

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