Chapter 47 Quickly Transmigrate! Kidnapping Immortal Sect Disciple (12)
The disciples around were dazzled and exclaimed in amazement.
Even He Yushu, who was usually calm, couldn't help but frown slightly, his eyes fixed on Feng Ziang, with a barely perceptible worry.
Liu Xuan clenched the corner of her clothes nervously, and her heart seemed to jump out of her chest.
She knew that although Feng Ziang was very talented, he was only in the middle stage of Qi Refining after all. Compared with Lin Xiao who was in the early stage of Foundation Building, the gap in strength was huge.
During the repeated attacks and evasions, Feng Ziang discovered that every time before Lin Xiao cast a large spell, he would pause briefly, as if he was accumulating strength.
This discovery made him happy, he knew that the opportunity had come!
He took a deep breath and mobilized all the spiritual power in his body. His special spiritual roots worked frantically, quickly transforming the absorbed spiritual energy into pure spiritual power.
He quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. A dazzling white light gathered at his fingertips and gradually condensed into a spiritual arrow shining with lightning.
Just when Lin Xiao was about to cast a large spell again and his breath stagnated slightly, Feng Ziang's eyes flashed, and he shot out the spiritual arrow in his hand without hesitation!
The spiritual arrow was as fast as lightning, and with a sound of breaking through the air, it went straight towards Lin Xiao.
Lin Xiao had no time to react. He only felt a pain in his chest and staggered back a few steps involuntarily.
He looked down and saw that his clothes were torn on his chest, with a faint bloodstain clearly visible.
"You..." Lin Xiao's face turned pale and he stared at Feng Ziang in disbelief.
Lin Xiao was so angry that his eyes turned red and a powerful spiritual pressure burst out from him.
He roared, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly. A green sword energy rushed towards Feng Ziang like a dragon, carrying a momentum to destroy the world.
The shadow of death loomed over Feng Ziang, and he felt an unprecedented crisis.
At this critical moment, he thought quickly, scanned the surrounding environment, and immediately came up with an idea.
His steps changed, and his figure moved around the arena like a ghost. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, mobilizing the surrounding spiritual energy and setting up an exquisite spiritual power rebound formation.
The green sword energy came roaring and hit the spiritual power rebound array fiercely.
A dazzling light flashed, and the sword energy was actually bounced back, shooting towards Lin Xiao at an even faster speed!
Lin Xiao had no time to dodge and was hit in the chest by his own sword energy. He let out a scream, spit out blood, and fell to the ground, his face as pale as paper.
There was a moment of silence, followed by a deafening roar of applause.
Liu Xuan jumped up excitedly, waving her fists and shouting excitedly: "Senior Brother Feng won! Senior Brother Feng is so amazing!"
Feng Zi stood up straight with a faint smile on his face.
He walked up to Lin Xiao, looked down at him, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "Thank you."
Lin Xiao's face turned pale with shame and anger, but he was powerless to refute.
Feng Ziang successfully won the selection and became an outer disciple of the immortal sect.
He walked straight towards He Yushu and looked at him with burning eyes.
This time, He Yushu did not avoid him like before, but just looked at him quietly.
Feng Ziang took the opportunity to talk to He Yushu: "Brother He, congratulations on being selected into the inner sect."
He Yushu nodded slightly, his tone still cold: "You too."
Feng Ziang was secretly delighted and continued to ask, "Senior Brother He, can I ask you for advice on cultivation in the future?"
He Yushu was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.
Feng Ziang was secretly delighted. He successfully obtained some basic information about He Yushu and created an opportunity for himself to get close to He Yushu.
Feng Ziang, who became an outer disciple, stepped into the brand new gate of the Immortal Sect.
He looked at the towering Xianmen building, a confident smile on his face.
"This is just the beginning..." He whispered to himself, with an inexplicable light flashing in his eyes.
Suddenly, a voice came from behind him...
"Feng Ziang, do you think this is the end?"
When Feng Ziang stepped into the outer gate of the Immortal Sect, what greeted him was not the immortal style he had imagined, but hostile gazes.
Most of these outer disciples came from immortal cultivation families, and they were full of contempt for Feng Ziang, a newcomer who came from a casual cultivation background.
They whispered to each other, their words full of contempt.
Soon, Feng Ziang found that he was being given "special care" - the most tiring and difficult chores were piled up in front of him like a mountain.
Cleaning the spirit beast pens, moving heavy spirit stone ore, and even such trivial tasks as sweeping up the fallen leaves in the Sutra Pavilion fell on his shoulders.
The other disciples gathered together leisurely, discussing their experiences in cultivation, occasionally casting gloating glances as if they were watching a good show.
What's even worse is that they deliberately blocked the news and prevented Feng Ziang from getting close to places where cultivation resources might be hidden.
There is a spiritual herb garden in the back mountain of the Xianmen. It is said that it is full of spiritual energy and grows many rare spiritual herbs. It is the dream place for outer disciples to practice.
But whenever Feng Ziang wanted to get closer, he would be stopped by other disciples with various reasons.
"Junior Brother Feng, not everyone can enter this spiritual herb garden. You'd better clean up the feces of these spiritual beasts first." A tall outer disciple stood in front of Feng Ziang, with undisguised sarcasm in his tone.
Faced with these difficulties, Feng Ziang did not endure them silently or get angry and complain like other newcomers.
Instead, he took over all the chores with a smile on his face, and deliberately made big movements while working, humming little tunes from time to time. He looked so relaxed and happy, as if he was not doing hard labor but enjoying life.
This made those outer disciples who wanted to see him laugh and suffer feel like they had punched cotton and felt very frustrated.
"This kid is really... thick-skinned!" Lin Xiao stood in the distance, looking at Feng Ziang's busy figure, and said with gritted teeth.
"Senior Brother Lin, do you want us to..." Liu Xuan, who was standing next to Lin Xiao, had a cunning look in her eyes and made a gesture of wiping her neck.
Lin Xiao waved his hands and said, "Let him be proud for a few days. I want to see how long he can keep pretending!"
Feng Ziang seemed heartless, but he actually saw everything.
A barely perceptible sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He continued to hum the little tune, but the movements of his hands became faster.
The setting sun stretched his shadow out.
He stopped what he was doing, stretched his back, looked at the Spiritual Herb Garden in the distance, and whispered to himself, "It's getting dark..."
As night fell, the Lingcao Garden was shrouded in the hazy moonlight.
Feng Ziang's figure shuttled among the dense spiritual herbs like a ghost. He was not good at sneaking, but he used the routes he secretly observed while doing chores during the day to cleverly avoid the sight of the patrolling disciples.
His special spiritual roots played a huge role at this moment, greedily absorbing the rich spiritual energy around him, transforming it into pure spiritual power to nourish his meridians.
The seemingly hard work during the day not only did not consume his physical strength, but instead turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and there were signs of a breakthrough in his cultivation.
After a few days, the other outer disciples were stunned to find that Feng Ziang was not overwhelmed by the heavy chores, but became more energetic.
They were expecting to see Feng Ziang laugh, but unexpectedly they saw him looking so energetic, even more radiant than them, the relaxed and carefree disciples.
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