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"Master Uncle...Grandmaster and all the other Master Uncles are still waiting for you up there. Hurry up and accept disciples now..."

At this moment, Master Qinghe felt dizzy and disoriented.

My head hurts, it hurts terribly.

It's one thing if my uncle can't find an opportunity to ascend.

She found it, but the lightning tribulation was dispelled by her waving her sleeve?

When did the lightning tribulation become so obedient?

That's all. He stayed at Ling Shuang Peak waiting for her to return, hoping to persuade his over a thousand-year-old, still rebellious, senior uncle to quickly bring back the lightning tribulation.

Go up! Ascend quickly!

Cultivating immortality is inherently difficult; each breakthrough is a life-or-death struggle, and ascension requires seizing the right opportunity; otherwise, even the greatest talent is useless.

His Qingyun Sect is truly impressive; his grandmaster, his master, and his six uncles have all ascended to immortality.

Now he has cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Mahayana stage, and he believes that he will definitely be able to ascend to heaven!

But his Martial Uncle Ling Shuang had instilled in him a deep fear of ascension!

How could he dare abandon his junior uncle and ascend to immortality first? If he dared to leave his junior uncle behind, he was afraid that his master, who doted on his junior sister to an unreasonable degree, would directly knock him down from the upper realm with a single palm strike!

But now that the person has arrived, what they've received is a little baby who claims to be her personal disciple?

Is this disciple more important than ascension to immortality?

The Qingyun Sect Master, Qinghe Zhenren, who was extremely serious in front of others, forced a smile.

"Uncle-Master Ling Shuang, how about this: let this child become my disciple. You see, you're either in seclusion or causing chaos all over the continent... cough, anyway, let him become my disciple, and Qing He will definitely teach him everything he knows. What do you think?"

Nan Qing lightly slapped away his outstretched hand that was about to grab her.

"Qinghe."

Master Qinghe quickly stood up straight, his hands neatly folded in front of him, looking like he was listening attentively to the instruction.

"If you say another word, I'll take him and move to your Zhengqing Peak. I'm tired of Ling Shuang Peak anyway..."

Master Qinghe froze, then immediately cupped his hands in a salute and said righteously:

"I think it's wonderful that my martial uncle can take on a personal disciple! This will make Ling Shuang Peak much more lively, and my grandmaster will surely be pleased to know!"

Just kidding. He can tell whether he'll live in the future or not, and whether he'll live now or not. At worst, he'll have to wait a few hundred more years... It's alright, it's alright...

Seeing how sensible he was, Nan Qing was satisfied, smiled, and pointed with her fingertip at Tan Taibei, who was standing beside her.

"In Taipei, call him Senior Brother."

"If anything happens in the future, just ask your senior brother."

Tan Taipei was quick-witted and immediately bowed respectfully: "Tan Taipei greets Senior Brother."

Master Qinghe: "..."

He looked down at the five-year-old child who was barely taller than his waist, then at his uncle, who was smiling meaningfully, and suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Qinghe—"

"This is your first time meeting my only disciple, your junior brother. You're calling yourself the senior brother, shouldn't you bring a presentable gift?"

Master Qinghe's lips twitched; he knew it!

"What my uncle says is true!"

When Master Qinghe left Ling Shuang Peak again, he increased his speed to the maximum. He vowed that he would never come back before his master ascended to immortality!

Ling Shuang Peak has no cliff.

The small-town Tantai sat cross-legged on a futon.

Nan Qing stood on the edge of the cliff, watching the sea of ​​clouds surge, her red lips slightly parted.

"Calm your mind and focus your energy into your dantian..."

"The Great Dao is formless, yet it gives birth to heaven and earth; the Great Dao is without emotion, yet it governs the sun and moon..."

The clear, cold voice echoed between the cliffs, subtly stirring the surrounding spiritual energy.

Tan Taipei closed his eyes and concentrated, his youthful face showing a hint of solemnity. Following the melodious voice, he silently recited the incantation in his heart and pondered quietly.

Suddenly—

A wisp of pure white spiritual energy emerged from the void, like silk threads, and coiled upwards along his fingertips.

The wisp of spiritual energy was initially as thin as a spider's thread, but after entering his body, it suddenly surged and transformed into thousands of streams of light, enveloping his entire body.

Immediately afterwards, a vortex of spiritual energy gradually formed three feet above his head.

Nan Qing turned around and looked at the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rushing into his body, a smile flashing in his eyes.

However, the strange phenomena did not end there.

Above Ling Shuang Peak, the sea of ​​clouds churned and the sky was ablaze with rosy light.

The spiritual energy within a hundred miles all rushed towards Ling Shuang Peak, forming a huge funnel vortex in mid-air.

The center of that vortex pointed directly at the small figure on the prayer mat.

Master Qinghe, who had just returned to his seat at Zhengqing Peak, frowned, stepped outside the hall, and looked in the direction that had caused the unusual spiritual energy.

Ling Shuang Peak!!

Without a second thought, the figure of Master Qinghe, who had just said he would never go to Ling Shuang Peak again, vanished instantly at Zheng Qing Peak.

at the same time.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

From all directions of the Qingyun Sect, streaks of light rapidly swept towards Ling Shuang Peak.

Master Qinghe landed beside Nanqing, looking at the small figure below enveloped in spiritual energy with shock in his eyes.

"Uncle-Master, what's wrong with Junior Brother...?"

"Guide Qi into the body!!"

Master Qinghe's voice suddenly rose, almost cracking.

It wasn't that he was surprised that Tan Taipei could draw in Qi so quickly; if his aptitude wasn't good, he probably wouldn't have been chosen by his uncle.

What surprised him was that it was just a small amount of Qi induction. When ordinary cultivators induct Qi into their bodies, at most their bodies would radiate spiritual light, and even those with excellent aptitude would only cause a small-scale fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Judging from the situation in Taipei, this is hardly what one would call "drawing qi into the body." Even if it were the spiritual energy needed to form a core, this would be the bare minimum!

Nan Qing stood with his hands behind his back, a slight smile playing on his lips, his face full of pride.

Her people are certainly not ordinary.

At this moment, all the elders of the Qingyun Sect's peaks had arrived, and they first respectfully bowed to Nan Qing:

"Greetings, Supreme Elder."

"Um."

The fourth elder in charge of the enforcement peak stroked his beard: "It seems that our Qingyun Sect is about to produce another prodigy."

The other peak masters and elders nodded in agreement; they had never witnessed such a grand spectacle before...