"Buzz, buzz, buzz!"
At this moment, lightning flashed in Ye Qing's palm. The next moment, it collided with Shi Jian's Lightning Fist!
"Rumble!" The lightning exploded and flashed. Purple-white lightning spread out. The lightning was sharp and intimidating.
Ye Qing and Shi Jian retreated as the lightning counteracted each other. Clearly, neither of them had the upper hand.
However, the people watching from the side were so shocked that they could not speak.
Ye Qing's mastery of the True Samadhi Fire was already beyond their expectations. They did not expect Ye Qing to actually control the Lightning Palm?
This could no longer be described as a monster. Was this the reincarnation of an old monster?
Everyone was already numb from the shock.
Even Shi Jian, who was retreating, had his mouth twitching. He didn't know if it was because of the electric shock or something else!
Lightning Palm?
Shi Jian looked at his slightly charred fist and was extremely shocked. He had the same thoughts as the people around him. He was already shocked that Ye Qing knew the True Samadhi Fire. Now, he even used a high-level spell like the Palm Thunder. How terrifying was that?
" This kid..." Shi Jian frowned and subconsciously shook his numb hand. He glanced at the half-burnt incense stick.
Based on the methods that this kid had displayed, becoming an official disciple of Mao Mountain was already a sure thing.
Now, a new problem had arisen. Should he continue to attack Ye Qing and let the incense burn out completely, or should he give Ye Qing a way out now? Of course, he would also give himself a way out and stop here?
He didn't think he would lose. After all, he was at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage and was much stronger than Ye Qing. Although they were both in the same realm, there was still a huge gap between the minor realms.
However, based on the strength that Ye Qing had displayed, he would definitely be able to last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn…
Moreover…
Shi Guang felt the two inexplicable spiritual energy marks on her hands and felt a subtle sense of danger.
He wondered what method this kid had used to mark his body.
To be honest, he couldn't sense what the mark was, nor did he know which sect it was from. He could only feel that the mark was difficult to deal with.
If he had not been at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage and if Ye Qing had not seemed to be a little unskilled, he would have fallen into Ye Qing's trap without even realizing it.
Facing the unknown, Shi Jian was naturally cautious. There was no other way. There were simply too many mantras and divine abilities in the world of cultivation. There was no guarantee that there would be someone who could defeat someone stronger than him. He could not be careless!
Moreover, it was already very strange that he couldn't get rid of the mark…
"Interesting. From today onwards, you are officially the eighteenth generation disciple of Mao Mountain!”
At this moment, Shi Jian's mind was spinning, and he had already thought through everything. He immediately placed his hands behind his back and looked at Ye Qing. The corners of his mouth curled up into a faint smile as he spoke loudly!
" Uh…" Ye Qing paused and looked at Shi Jian blankly.
Why did this old fellow suddenly change his personality? He had become an official disciple of Mao Mountain just like that?
Why don't you consider it? Why don't you fight me again? There was still half an incense worth of time, and he was giving up just like that?
Shi Jian smiled and nodded at Ye Qing. Then, he looked at Ninth Uncle and said,""Junior Brother, take Little Junior Brother to get his token, name, certificate, robe, and a series of other standard items. When the time comes, you can go to the Patriarch's statue and offer incense!”
"Yes, Sect Leader Senior Brother!" Ninth Uncle bowed and nodded in response. He looked at Ye Qing and could not help but smile.
Ye Qing came back to his senses and subconsciously looked at Shi Jian. He quickly bowed and said,""Thank you, Sect Leader Senior Brother."
As he spoke, Ye Qing looked at Shi Jian's hand with a regretful look. He was mainly looking at the mark he had made on Shi Jian's hand.
He had already marked two levels. When the time came, he would directly blow up Shi Jian's face. He did not believe that he could not blow Shi Jian up!
That's right, from the moment Shi Jian came into contact with him, Ye Qing had been marking Shi Jian's body. Now, he had already marked two layers, and was just waiting to detonate!
However, he never expected Shi Jian to give up just like that.
It was truly a pity that he hadn't even used Shaoluo Lingxu Explosion once.
Shi Jian's mouth twitched when he saw Ye Qing's regretful expression. He then turned around and left, ignoring Ye Qing.
As for the mark on his hand, it disappeared on its own after he had left. Perhaps Ye Qing had removed it, or perhaps there was some distance restriction. Anyway, Shi Jian was not very sure!
"Greetings, Little Uncle-Master!”The moment Shi Jian acknowledged Ye Qing's identity, many disciples of the nineteenth and twentieth generations on the Taiji Square bowed to Ye Qing and spoke in a deep voice!
"Cough, no need for formalities!" Ye Qing quickly coughed lightly. Looking at the nineteenth-generation disciples who were similar in age to him, and some of them were even older than him, the corners of Ye Qing's mouth twitched. He quickly left with Ninth Uncle to collect his things!
Now, Ye Qing had officially become a disciple of the eighteenth generation. On Mao Mountain, his seniority was considered high. He was young, but his seniority was high. Tsk, Ye Qing was considered unique!
After Ye Qing had seen his Master's portrait and paid his respects to the Patriarch, everything was done. After greeting his Senior Brothers, he stayed in Mao Mountain for about two days before leaving with Ninth Uncle!
However, as soon as he descended the mountain, he received a distress message from Daoist Priest Four-Eyed, asking Ye Qing to hurry over to his side...
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