Chapter 249 Ming Zun!
Upon hearing this goal, all eight of them showed strange expressions.
According to Jiang Ming's meaning... Isn't the goal to wait for death? This goal is simply unexpected...
But Jiang Ming soon said: "Of course, that was only in the past. Now, my goal is to see where my peak is."
Having said that, the eight people finally breathed a sigh of relief.
At least compared to waiting to die, this goal seems more normal.
Seeing these disciples in front of him relieved after worrying about him, Jiang Ming shook his head with amusement.
If they knew that in the past five thousand years, he had tried many ways to commit suicide but all ended in failure, what kind of expressions would they show? When his strength reaches a certain level, he will have an immortal body.
And even if he destroyed his immortal body thousands of times, it would remain intact in the end.
Since you can't die, you might as well look into the future.
At least in these days after he came out of quarantine, he felt that he still had a lot of things to do.
It’s like…
Ascension.
"Master, can I ask, what is your true identity in Daotian Sect?" At this time, Song Baiyi suddenly asked.
Hearing this question, the others also pricked up their ears.
They just refused to believe that Jiang Ming was just an elder.
Judging from the attitudes of Sect Leader Lin Tianyi and Elder Xia Zimo, they were extremely respectful to Jiang Ming, which was totally unlike the status an elder should have.
Not to mention, Jiang Ming also said that he was a member of the Daotian Sect, so his identity might not be that simple.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Ming slowly said, "To be precise, I am your master's uncle."
The headmaster's... uncle? Upon hearing this answer, some of them were relieved, some were surprised, and some showed expressions of horror.
The headmaster's uncle, isn't that the first generation of disciples when Daotian Sect was first established? The seven disciples accepted by the founder of the sect, Li Daotian.
The deeds of those seven people became the object of respect and admiration of almost everyone in the Daotian Sect.
However, these deeds are only preserved in books, and the only people who have truly witnessed that era are the head of the sect, Lin Tianyi and others, and there are no more than a handful of them! "The head of the sect's uncle... then shouldn't we respectfully call him Grandmaster?" Gu Yin said stupidly.
According to the sect’s rules, the sect leader’s former predecessors can be called grandmasters.
Although they were from different peaks, they had to respectfully address Lin Tianyi as "Senior Uncle". Calling him "Grandmaster" was totally fine, right? Hearing Gu Yin's words, the others nodded silently.
According to this rule, they should indeed call him Grandmaster.
However, Jiang Ming waved his hand and said, "All my disciples died ten thousand years ago. Do you see the lonely mountain in the sky?"
Having said that, Jiang Ming pointed in the direction of Sky Island.
Seeing this, the eight people nodded dully.
"That's the mountain I used to manage. After thousands of years, it has been abandoned and unrecognizable." Jiang Ming laughed at himself. "So, although I am a member of the Daotian Sect, I have no connection with you younger generations, so there are no so many rules to follow."
"Why don't you have any disciples when you are so strong?" Gu Yin couldn't understand at all.
As soon as Gu Yin opened his mouth, he was suppressed by Fang Zijian.
"I'm sorry, he has a bad mouth, you know." Fang Zijian said with an apologetic smile.
Others may not know that as the older generation of disciples in the sect, after learning that Jiang Ming was one of the seven founders of the sect, they recalled a name that very few people in the sect had mentioned.
The seventh son of Daotian Sect: Ming Zun! Ming Zun is the respectful title given to the seventh son by people on the mainland. Except for those who are closely related to him, few people know his name.
At the same time, Ming Zun was the last of the seven disciples to join, but in terms of strength and talent, he was the strongest!
There are few records about Ming Zun even in the ancient books of Daotian Sect.
It just says that ten thousand years ago, when all the forces on the continent were fighting against the Demon Sect, they mistakenly fell into the Demon Sect's trap and more than half of the major forces were killed or injured.
Six other great masters of Daotian Sect also participated in that encirclement and suppression campaign, but they all suffered heavy losses.
In the end, it was Ming Zun who took action. With his own strength, he transformed his body into the sharpest spear and pierced through the Demon Sect's indestructible shield, which led to a narrow victory in that crusade!
only.
In that war, none of Mingzun's disciples survived.
After this, there was no further record about Mingzun.
However, some people say that with Ming Zun's strength, he would have already passed the calamity and ascended to heaven.
But after listening to Jiang Ming's description just now, it is exactly the same as the record of Ming Zun in the ancient books! And...
Jiang Ming, Ming Zun.
Fang Zijian soon realized that Jiang Ming was the Ming Zun who swept through the Demon Sect ten thousand years ago! Looking at Fang Zijian's panicked expression, Jiang Ming smiled lightly and waved his hand.
"Let's not talk about this for now. You all worked hard in this martial arts competition. And Song Baiyi and Gu Yin both showed good strength, which is worthy of praise."
At this point, Jiang Ming took out a few fruits from his arms and said, "Here are some fruits for you to try. One for each person, and don't take more."
Hearing this, the eight people didn't quite understand Jiang Ming's intention.
It’s just a fruit, what’s the difference?
However, seeing little Lingran eating the fruit so happily, I couldn't help but feel a little curious about this fruit.
Is this fruit so delicious? At this time, seeing that other disciples also had fruits to eat, Xiao Lingran pulled Jiang Ming's clothes and said, "Jiang Ming, Jiang Ming, is there anything else for me to eat?"
Jiang Ming rubbed Xiao Lingran's head and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you my share."
As he said that, Jiang Ming gave the last fruit to Xiao Lingran.
Little Lingran caught the fruit, held it with a smile, wiped it, and hid it carefully.
She is very clever.
After eating a whole fruit at a time, she naturally wouldn't eat all the good stuff at once. She would save one and eat it next time when she was craving for it, so that she wouldn't have to stare at the fruit on the tree and drool every day.
The eight people looked at Xiao Lingran's cheerful appearance and felt a little strange. Then they looked at the fruits in their hands and felt that the weight had changed.
“Yeah, not bad!”
At this time, Chen Ran was already holding the fruit and starting to eat.
Looking at Chen Ran who was so hungry that he was not picky about food, everyone else showed a hint of contempt in their eyes.
However, under the contemptuous gazes of the crowd, Chen Ran blinked his eyes, and the movement of chewing the fruit in his mouth suddenly slowed down.
Next second.
Chen Ran felt a warm current rushing up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and there was a kind of invigorating energy that kept breaking through his bottleneck!
“Fuck!”
Feeling this power, Chen Ran spat out the residue in his mouth incoherently and swore.
In front of everyone's eyes, his strength suddenly broke through to the Nascent Soul stage!
Even that power was still constantly sprinting towards his bottleneck, with no signs of interruption!
(End of this chapter)
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