Hearing this, Lin Chengping, who was not far away, was struck by lightning as if struck by a bolt from the blue. His legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Qi Yixin's face also turned pale, and she looked at Jiang Zhige in disbelief.

The man I saved casually turned out to be such a terrifying existence? "What should I do? What should I do?"

At this moment, Lin Chengping felt more fear than regret.

Since the start of the Immortal Sect Assessment, Jiang Zhige must have noticed his existence. Although he did not do anything on the spot, Jiang Zhige has stated that he will visit Lingtian Sword Sect in the near future.

He is a powerful man who can break mountains with his fingers. Now Han Linglang has not yet joined the Lingtian Sword Sect. If Jiang Zhige comes to settle the crime of disrespect, not only Lin Chengping, but the entire Lingtian Sword Sect will suffer.

Noticing Lin Chengping's fear, the white-bearded old man frowned and asked, "Chengping, why are you doing this?"

"Master, I, I..."

Lin Chengping immediately knelt on the ground and told Jiang Zhige everything about how he had offended him.

“Asshole!!”

The white-bearded old man flew into a rage and slapped Lin Chengping away with his backhand.

Lin Chengping didn't dare to complain and immediately knelt on the ground after struggling.

Now only his master's sect can deal with Jiang Zhige. If Lingtian Sword Sect pushes him out to apologize, he will surely die.

The white-bearded old man had a gloomy expression, gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "No matter what, the hatred is over, and my Lingtian Sword Sect is definitely not a beast to be slaughtered at will."

"Follow me back to the sect immediately. I will discuss countermeasures with the sect leader. Maybe I can give you a chance to survive."

Following an order from the white-bearded old man, all the members of Lingtian Immortal Sect left on cranes or swords.

Before leaving, no one looked at Qi Yixin twice.

"What should I do?"

Qi Yixin collapsed to the ground with tears in her eyes, feeling abandoned.

After the Immortal Sect assessment, Han Linglang followed the black-robed man to the Fengsheng Divine Sect, while Han Chang practiced swordsmanship with Lu Tianjiao.

Jiang Zhige was just like usual, occasionally visiting Qi Muyao, and occasionally going to Lu Tianjiao for a drink and fun.

When he got tired of drinking, he would go fishing by the lake or compete with Lu Tianjiao in swordplay. This monotonous and ordinary life did not seem boring to him at all, but rather quite comfortable and leisurely.

Two days later, at Han Chang's request, Jiang Zhige also began to teach him swordsmanship.

"Young man, watch carefully. These two swords are called the Vast Sword Technique."

Jiang Zhige picked up a wooden stick, got into position, and swung his sword fiercely.

"The first sword, the vastness becomes a sword, nothing becomes a sharp edge, one sword sweeps in all directions!"

There was no fluctuation of spiritual power, only pure sword energy, but it penetrated the mountains and forests within a radius of several miles and flattened everything in front.

"Cang, Cangmang Sword Technique?"

Han Chang looked dazed. If he remembered correctly, the Cangmang Sword Technique seemed to be the sword technique used by Emperor Xuancang when he was young.

Considering the word Jiang in Jiang Pingchuan's name and the time he appeared, could he be the Emperor Xuan Cang? And the word Lü in Lü Chen's name and his swordsmanship, could he be the legendary Lü Tianjiao Lü Jianxian?

It's such a coincidence that Jiang Zhige and Lu Tianjiao are old friends.

Seeing Han Chang's shock, Jiang Zhige shook his head and explained, "Don't think too much. The Cangmang Sword Technique was not created by Emperor Xuancang. These two sword techniques have been improved by me and have already surpassed their original power. If you can comprehend the essence of them, you will be able to use them in the Soul Breaking Realm."

The memory scenes only appeared for a short seven days, and most of them were about the memories of Nangong Rou and her three daughters. Apart from Tiansha, who knew the specific experiences of Emperor Xuancang's thousand years of life?

Han Chang scratched his head. That was true. Emperor Xuan Cang died in front of all the living beings in heaven. How could he appear in a small mortal village?

To put it another way, Emperor Xuan Cang's weapon is a black halberd, so why would he specially improve a sword technique? As for Old Man Chen, he was addicted to alcohol all day long and had no serious manners. He was completely different from the handsome and carefree swordsman who drank happily with Emperor Xuan Cang in Han Chang's impression.

When he came to his senses, Han Chang suddenly noticed the scene around him.

"Oh, my goodness?!"

The nearby mountains and forests were filled with desolate sword energy, and the land for several miles ahead had been flattened.

And this was just the Cangmang sword technique that Jiang Zhige casually displayed. If he used his full strength, how powerful would it be?

"My benefactor! I must learn these two sword techniques!"

"If you want to learn, then watch carefully. I will only teach you once."

Jiang Zhige chuckled. The Cangmang Sword Technique had already become extinct. Passing it on to Han Chang today could prevent a top-grade yellow-level martial art from being lost.

Two days later, Jiang Zhige returned to Qinghe Village and prepared to tell Qi Muyao a story.

This did not do him any good, but every time he saw Qi Muyao's curiosity and exploration of the story, he felt a sense of enjoyment.

Halfway through the story, footsteps were suddenly heard from behind.

Jiang Zhige looked back and couldn't help but frown.

The person who came was Qi Yixin. Now that she found here, it was obvious that she had failed to fulfill her wish to join Lingtian Sword Sect.

Qi Yixin's eyes turned red and she didn't say a word. She knelt down in front of Jiang Zhige on the spot.

Jiang Zhige didn't say anything either, just looked at her quietly.

Qi Muyao was a little flustered and asked in a low voice: "Chuan, Brother Chuan, is anyone here?"

Jiang Zhige patted Qi Muyao on the shoulder, signaling her not to worry.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yixin felt even more sad, and tears blurred her vision.

Qi Muyao, the sinner who was spurned by the villagers not long ago, not only had her scars healed, but she also received care from Jiang Zhige.

And all of this should have belonged to her. Qi Muyao just took care of Jiang Zhige for her for a while.

Yesterday, Qi Yixin waited at the entrance of the village for a whole day, but in the end, no one from Lingtian Sword Sect came to greet her.

In fact, ever since she noticed Lin Chengping's indifference, she had already guessed that a mortal woman like her might not even be taken seriously by Lin Chengping.

The choice she thought was right was so ridiculous that it was laughable.

Jiang Pingchuan in front of him was handsome, mysterious, and highly skilled. It could be said that he was the opportunity God had given Qi Yixin to change her fate.

Perhaps Jiang Zhige would not drown in the river, and the life-saving grace was not true at all, but it was indeed Qi Yixin who pulled Jiang Zhige out of the river, which was a once-in-a-lifetime fate.

However, she believed that there was no such good thing in the world. She initially thought that Jiang Zhige was just a nobleman in the mortal world. Later, she thought that Jiang Zhige was an ordinary cultivator. Until he suppressed Lin Chengping, she still believed that Jiang Zhige was no match for a fairy sect.

Who would have thought that even Lin Chengping's master had to call Jiang Zhige "senior"? Now, Qi Yixin, a withered flower, looked terrified even when she knelt in front of Jiang Zhige.

"Qi Yixin, I allow you to speak."

Jiang Zhige frowned. If he didn't say anything, he was afraid that Qi Yixin would keep kneeling.

"Senior, I have a third request."