Chu Nan entered the hall and saluted Fan Tong first, "Disciple greets the Sect Master."
Then he bowed to the Spirit Sword Sect, the Talisman Sect, the Longevity Sect, and others one by one, "Disciple greets all the sect masters."
After the ceremony, he stood still, looking in one direction, like a wooden man.
[Strange, why did the Sect Master ask me to come here? Shouldn't I be discussing whether Ye Chen and Long Aotian should stay or go?]
Qin Keqing was also confused and looked at Liu Ruhai, wondering why Liu Ruhai called Chu Nan over.
Liu Ruhai stroked his beard with one hand and looked at Chu Nan with a gentle smile. Qin Keqing saw appreciation in his eyes.
What he thought was right. Liu Ruhai was the leader of the Fu Sect, so he naturally favored this Fu cultivator who caused strange phenomena in heaven and earth.
At this time, even the people from Lingjian Sect and Changsheng Sect were looking at Chu Nan, most of them with curiosity. After all, he created talismans that had never existed in the world, which caused strange phenomena in heaven and earth, and myriad ways of accompanying, and even the strength of Qingxuan Sect increased by 10%.
Chu Nan stood straight in the middle of the field. Many people tried to investigate his cultivation level, but they found that they could not, as if it was blocked by something.
Zhao Qingyu, the leader of the Changsheng Sect, was surprised, then showed some interest. She smiled and said, "He is indeed a genius who caused strange phenomena in the world. Even I can't detect his realm."
Although Fan Tong didn't say anything, his pride was evident on his face, as if he was saying, look, this is the genius of my Qingxuan Sect.
Qin Keqing discovered that Liu Ruhai smiled no less than their own sect leader, as if Chu Nan was not a disciple of Qingxuan Sect but a disciple of their Fu Sect.
Qin Keqing frowned slightly, feeling alert.
The leader of the Spirit Sword Sect looked at Chu Nan and said, "Have you practiced some kind of secret technique that can block our detection?"
Chu Nan saluted the Spirit Sword Sect's leader and replied, "I haven't practiced any secret techniques."
"Without practicing secret techniques, how can you block our detection?"
Liu Ruhai stroked his beard and replied, "He is a talisman master recognized by the Heavenly Dao. He has a touch of the Heavenly Dao's charm. It is normal that he can block our investigation."
Zhao Qingyu looked at Chu Nan and saw that he was neither humble nor arrogant, with a calm expression. Apart from his worrying appearance, he was actually an outstanding genius. She smiled and said, "Can you refine a gravity talisman on the spot so that I can watch?"
"Obedience is worse than respect." Chu Nan bowed to Zhao Qingyu, then sat cross-legged on the ground, spread out the talisman paper, took out the "g" wolf-hair brush, pondered for a moment, and began to carve the gravity talisman.
This time, Chu Nan did not finish it quickly, but carved it meticulously from the beginning, just like he did during his usual practice.
Under the gaze of everyone, Chu Nan was surrounded by the rhythm of talismans, and the "g" wolf-hair brush flashed with brown light. A faint charm of heaven fell on the talisman with the wolf-hair brush, and the surrounding rhythm of talismans also poured into the talisman.
When everyone felt the charm of the way of heaven, their expressions changed.
It was at this time that Fan Tong realized that he had neglected Chu Nan, a disciple of Fu Feng. Fortunately, it was not too late. In the future, he could devote more resources to training him and even accept him as his personal disciple.
The gravity talisman was completed. Chu Nan stood up and saluted with the talisman, "Disciple is done."
"Good, good." Fan Tong clapped his hands. "Show the gravity symbol you created to all the seniors present here."
Chu Nan walked up to Zhao Qingyu first, without looking away, and handed the gravity talisman to Zhao Qingyu, saying, "Uncle Zhao, please forgive me for laughing."
Zhao Qingyu looked at Chu Nan gently, took the gravity talisman, and said with a smile. "Good boy."
Chu Nan retreated respectfully to his original position.
From beginning to end, Chu Nan's performance was impeccable, winning everyone's unanimous favor. It's just that he looks a little abstract, otherwise he would score higher in everyone's hearts.
Qin Keqing, who had always been indifferent to Chu Nan, also began to look at Chu Nan with admiration, and just at this moment she heard Chu Nan's inner thoughts.
[Tsk tsk tsk, this is Zhao Qingyu, the beautiful leader of the Changsheng Sect, worthy of being ranked first among the five sects.]
Hearing Chu Nan's inner voice, Qin Keqing clasped her hands and spat secretly.
Chu Nan glanced at Zhao Qingyu out of the corner of his eye and felt that Zhao Qingyu had a dignified and generous face, which made people feel kind and warm.
Just then, Ye Chen and Long Aotian were brought in. When Ye Chen saw Chu Nan, he couldn't help but wonder why Chu Nan was here.
Chu Nan knew that this was Ye Chen and Long Aotian's home court, so he took the initiative to step aside.
Chu Nan and Long Aotian saluted each sect one by one, and then stood up and looked forward.
Everyone looked at Ye Chen, Long Aotian, and then at Chu Nan. They didn't notice it before, but now that Chu Nan was with Ye and Long, his ordinary appearance was instantly turned into ashes.
Lingjian Sect leader Zhang Lingjian paid no attention to Chu Nan. He was the first to ask Long Aotian with concern, "Aotian, how are your injuries?"
Although Long Aotian saluted Zhang Lingjian, everyone could sense his proud aura. He replied loudly, "My disciple's injuries have not yet recovered."
"Where is your innate sword body?" asked the Great Elder of the Spirit Sword Sect.
As soon as the Great Elder finished asking, everyone looked at Long Aotian with pity.
Long Aotian's innate sword body originally had infinite potential, but now it is incomplete. If it cannot be repaired, his future achievements will be limited, and he may even be inferior to other cultivators with average talents.
Long Aotian's voice was still clear, "The innate sword body is damaged, the spiritual roots are injured and incomplete, and the foundation of cultivation is unstable."
Fan Tong turned to look at Zhao Qingyu, "Sect Master Zhao, our Qingxuan Sect has tried everything but still can't repair Aotian's sword body and spiritual roots. We can only place our hopes on your Dan Sect."
"Child, come here." Zhao Qingyu waved to Long Aotian, and Long Aotian walked in front of Zhao Qingyu.
Zhao Qingyu stood up and quickly tapped several major acupoints on Long Aotian's front body with her slender fingers.
Long Aotian's body trembled, and the aura of the seventh level of Qi training spread out, but this aura was disordered, sometimes low, sometimes high, and trembling constantly.
Zhao Qingyu pointed her slender finger at Long Aotian's dantian again, and a pure blue spiritual root as long as a sword slowly appeared from above Long Aotian's head.
Everyone should have been amazed when they saw the top-grade Heavenly Sword Spirit Root, but they shook their heads instead.
A gap appeared on the top-grade Heavenly Sword Spirit Root, as if it had been cut by a sword.
The spiritual root of the top-grade heavenly sword is incomplete.
Zhao Qingyu attacked again, and a sword shadow rushed out from Long Aotian's body. The shadow was shaking, and it seemed that it would collapse at any time.
Zhao Qingyu's brows were already furrowed. She pulled Long Aotian's hand over and placed it on his pulse, sensing it carefully. Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper. Finally, she let go and sighed.
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