If Jiang Chunian and Taoist Qinghui were here, they would definitely recognize that this was the dead Chen Delong.
Of course, he is no longer Chen Delong now, but Zhao Tong, the evil cultivator of Xuanmen from eighty years ago.
"This Qiankun Mirror and Demon-Breaking Sword are so powerful that they can easily block two thunder tribulations. I'm afraid that in the future, this Xuanmen will be dominated by her." A young man in his thirties standing next to Zhao Tong was dazzled by what he saw.
The scene just now was so wonderful.
"Be the only one for her? You should ask me too." Zhao Tong snorted coldly.
"Yes." The young man came back to his senses, "Who can compare to you, Senior Zhao?"
Zhao Tong asked, "Are you sure the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner is in the ninth part?"
"Yes, I'm sure." The young man said, "Rumor has been circulating since that year that the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner was on the third floor of the Ninth Division's weapon storage room. However, apart from Master Qinghui and his apprentice, no one knew where the third floor was, let alone how to get there. However, I recently received news that Qinghui took Jiang Chunian to the weapon storage room a few days ago. It was quite a while ago, so I suspect he took Jiang Chunian to the third floor."
"It's indeed possible." Zhao Tong nodded. "This tribulation thunder is the might of heaven. Its power is much greater than ordinary lightning. Not everyone can withstand it. Given Jiang Chunian's caution, she must be trying to find more magical instruments to make up for it."
"Then why doesn't she take out the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner?" the young man was puzzled.
But now it seems that even without the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, it would be easy for Jiang Chunian to withstand this heavenly tribulation.
Zhao Tong sneered: "Why? It's nothing but hypocrisy."
The young man said, "It's a pity. If she had taken out the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner, we could have taken advantage of their weakness after just suffering the heavenly tribulation and attacked them. Even if we couldn't kill them, we could have at least snatched the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner from us."
"Weak?" Zhao Tong sneered: "Just look at them, are they weak?"
The young man suddenly stopped talking.
"Alright, stop rambling and quickly find out the location of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner." Zhao Tong's expression was gloomy. "In the past, Jiang Chunian and I perished together. My body was destroyed, and my magical weapon was completely destroyed. But she, not only was she reborn eighty years later, but her magical weapon was also completely intact. God is really unfair."
Zhao Tong's eyes were filled with resentment: "But it doesn't matter. If God doesn't give it to me, I will take it myself. I don't believe that I, Zhao Tong, will never be able to surpass you in my two lifetimes."
"How are you?" After Jiang Chunian put away his magic weapon, he turned around and looked at Taoist Qinghui and George.
Taoist Qinghui smiled and said, "We are fine."
George also thanked Jiang Chunian: "Thank you, Miss Jiang. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would have been wiped out by now."
George was sure that there was no way he could escape such a massive and powerful calamity.
If it weren't for Jiang Chunian, he would have been wiped out.
Therefore, he was grateful to Jiang Chunian in his heart.
Jiang Chunian then looked at him carefully. George's soul was much thinner, but compared to when he just came out, it was indeed much more solid. It seemed that he had also gained a lot of benefits in this catastrophe.
Of course, he deserves it.
Because he also put in the effort, and it was this pain and sweat that brought him such rich rewards.
"George." Jiang Chunian said seriously, "Are you willing to be my disciple?"
"I do." George was delighted.
Taoist Qinghui laughed out loud: "Since you are willing, why don't you kneel down and pay your respects to me as your disciple?"
George didn't understand this: "Master, I grew up abroad and don't know much about these domestic cultures. Please teach me."
"Then kneel down and kowtow three times." Taoist Qinghui said with a smile, "Originally, the ceremony of becoming a disciple is even more complicated than this, but now that you are dead and only a ghost remains, these formalities can be omitted. Just kneel down and kowtow three times."
Without saying a word, George knelt down and kowtowed three times to Jiang Chunian: "Master."
"Okay." Jiang Chunian accepted George's greeting and said, "From now on, George, you are the 37th generation successor of our Tianyi Sect."
"Yes, Master." George was excited.
"Since you have joined our sect, you must abide by our rules." Jiang Chunian said seriously, "You have joined our Tianyi sect and inherited our skills. I don't ask you to become famous, but you must be just and not abuse your power to bully others or do evil. If you violate this, I will definitely purge you from this sect."
George said solemnly: "Disciple will follow the master's teachings."
Jiang Chunian then stretched out his hand: "Get up."
"Thank you, Master." George stood up.
Jiang Chunian glanced down the mountain and said, "Your mother must be very worried right now. You should meet her later, and then practice with me."
"Yes," George replied.
"Not yet." Taoist Qinghui said with a smile.
"Hey." George turned and ran down the mountain.
As he ran, he found that his feet left the ground and he was flying, his body as light as a feather.
"Ah." George was startled, waving his arms and legs, and flying higher, even over the treetops.
"Help!" George shouted.
Jiang Chunian heard the noise and came over. Seeing this, he couldn't help but chuckle, "You are now a ghost, of course it's better to be a human. Your soul is light and can fly away with the wind. This is all normal. Calm your mind, feel your soul, and then try to control it, just like you control your body when you are a human."
After listening to Jiang Chunian's words, George calmed himself down and began to try to control his mind.
The previous confrontation with Tianwei not only made his soul more solid, but also gave him a deeper control over his soul. He was frightened before because he was not on guard and had no experience. Now he calmed down and quickly took control of his body. He finally stopped staggering, and then controlled his body to slowly fall down, and finally stood on the ground again.
"I can really control my own soul." George was very happy.
"Then try flying again." Jiang Chunian walked down and said with a smile.
"Yeah." George nodded vigorously.
He now felt that everything was magical. Turning into a ghost seemed to be a very sad thing, but he felt more relaxed than ever before, and even a little magical.
He controlled his body and slowly flew up from the ground. At first, he was staggering, but slowly he mastered his balance, then took a step forward, ran, and flew. He ran around the treetops and came back to tell Jiang Chunian excitedly: "Master, being a ghost is so fun."
Taoist Qinghui was speechless: "How can being a ghost be fun? It's really fun to be your master's apprentice."
"Yes." George smiled and said, "If it weren't for my master, I would have been wiped out long ago. Everything I have now is a gift from my master."
"That's good to know. You must be filial to your master in the future and don't let her worry about you." Taoist Qinghui said.
George nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely be filial to my master in the future."
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