Chapter 115

As Ning Qiandu left, the face of the sect master became solemn.

"Will the prophecy of the master... be about Ji Mo?"

Hearing this, the faces of many elders also became solemn.

The master of Tiangang Sword Sect, who was the sect master of the previous four generations, had predicted before his death.

"The sword sect is broken, the sect is in decline, and one person is extremely talented. If he does not die, he will eventually save the sword sect from danger and promote the sect for eternity..."

This is what the master of Tiangang Sword Sect said. The master of Tiangang Sword Sect was born a thousand years ago and died seven hundred years ago. At that time, Tiangang Sword Sect was still very powerful, so the master was also very powerful. It is rumored that he can calculate the lifeblood of heaven and earth, but he needs to pay fifty years of life.

At that time, the master started fortune-telling again when he was about to die, and finally saw the decline of the sword sect and the rise of others...

"But, although Ji Mo has mastered a small degree of the Ten Thousand Swords Returning to the Sect, he is indeed not as good as other disciples in terms of cultivation." An elder said: "The person predicted by the master may not be him."

The sect leader shook his head and said: "At the beginning, we all thought that the person predicted by the master was Tianheng. He is talented and his cultivation is improving rapidly. His strength can even suppress the genius disciples of other sects. I have always thought that he is, but I think that he may not be."

"Why does the sect leader say that?"

"Tianheng has not encountered any setbacks and has been practicing smoothly. He is not like the person predicted by the master."

"Then Ji Mo is even less likely to be the one. The magic spring entering the body... It is almost impossible."

"It's hard to say. There is nothing absolute in the world." The sect leader sighed.

While everyone was talking, Bai Zige had already walked to the thousand-meter open space outside the hall in a white dress. The storage ring in her hand flashed, and a huge green thin sword of several hundred meters appeared on the ground. She jumped up, and the true energy surged. This huge long sword rushed into the sky like an ark.

The master watched her go away and sighed: "I hope that kid Ji Mo doesn't hate the master."

In the martial arts field, tens of thousands of disciples looked at the huge green sword flying in the sky and exclaimed.

"The Qinglin sword of the junior master is worthy of being a ground-level magic weapon. It's really spectacular!"

"By the way, where is the junior master going? Senior Sister Qiandu has returned, why is she still going out?"

"Don't you know? Junior Brother Ji Mo is still outside."

"Junior Brother Ji Mo..."

When Ji Mo was mentioned, many disciples bowed their heads, their faces full of shame.

"It's all our fault that we were too excited at the time. We didn't even have a chance to explain to Junior Brother Ji Mo, alas!"

"I don't know how Junior Brother Ji Mo is doing outside. When he came back, he was covered in wounds..."

"When he comes back, let's go and apologize together."

...

Just as the disciples were ashamedly discussing how to apologize, a white figure suddenly walked into the martial arts arena and attracted everyone's attention. She was Ning Qiandu.

"Senior Sister Qiandu, why don't you take good care of your injuries and come here?"

"That's right, Senior Sister Qiandu, you just came back, you should take good care of yourself."

...

Many disciples expressed their concern.

Ning Qiandu looked at many junior brothers and sisters and said, "Junior brothers and sisters, everyone already knows that Junior Brother Ji Mo was wronged by us, right?"

Many disciples nodded with sighs and lowered their heads.

Ning Qiandu continued, "Yes, he was wronged by us, and the injustice was outrageous! If it weren't for him, many of us might have died at the hands of Yama. We should apologize... Of course, just apologizing is not enough, but you know, we don't even have a chance to apologize to him."

"Sister Qiandu, what do you mean?"

"Yes, how come there is no chance to apologize?"

"Does Junior Brother Jimo hate us so much? Doesn't he want to come back?"

...

"No, none of them," Ning Qiandu said, "He doesn't hate us. On the contrary, he loves this sect very much. But you don't know that the way he pulled out the magic spring was to swallow the magic spring with his own life to remove the magic spring! So... he is about to die, maybe he will die when we can't see him."

"What!"

Many disciples below were stunned. This news surprised them too much!

Junior Brother Jimo actually swallowed the magic spring with his own life to save them!

Yes, he is a cultivator with such low strength. In addition to swallowing the magic spring, what other methods can he use to pull out the magic spring?

They all wronged him! They wronged him too much!

"Sister Qiandu, does that mean that Brother Ji Mo has no hope of survival?" asked a junior brother who didn't understand how terrifying the magic spring was.

"The magic spring entering the body is equivalent to entering the eighteenth level of hell, and there is no way to save him."

"Did Junior Uncle just go out of the mountain to find Junior Brother Ji Mo?"

"Yes."

"I hope Junior Brother Ji Mo can meet us again."

Everyone was in a low mood.

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In Ji Mo's villa, Ji Mo has been drawing talismans, tirelessly, because he has already felt the feeling of breakthrough.

Just when he finished drawing the 1,400th talisman, his body suddenly changed, and the breath around his body slowly rose. He turned his luck and slowly the true qi became thicker.

After running for about half an hour, the true qi suddenly trembled and injected into his body, running through the meridians, and finally gathered in the dantian.

"Hu~"

Ji Mo let out a long breath and opened his eyes, looking at his hands, trying to clench them, feeling that the strength of his whole body has increased, and his body has become very light.

“Cloud Realm… I finally broke through!”

Ji Mo just felt a little happy, but the next second, this joy was suppressed by the pressure of the Green Snake Hall.

"No, I'm still not strong enough! My current realm is at most a tie with the Black King. If that hall master is resurrected, I am no match at all. I have to continue!"

Ji Mo did not take a rest at all, and immediately sat down with his eyes closed to continue practicing.

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In the Green Snake Hall, a huge heart was beating, and next to it was the Black King who was holding a bottle of blood and watering it.

"Hei Lin, go get me a better material, I'm tired of these inferior energies!" A creepy ethereal voice came from the huge heart.

"How many more does the hall master need to be resurrected?" Black King asked.

"Just catch one, good, the best!"

"Okay, I'll go and give the order."

After saying that, Black King walked out of the hall.

"An Hufa, last time you said you caught an ultimate superpower, is this time?" The King of Songs said to the many Hufas outside the hall.

"Yes, Lord Black King."

"Now I order you to catch her again. The Palace Master needs the best materials."

"Yes, I will go right away."

"Wait, Jin and Feng, you two should also go to assist him."

"Yes!"

The two hair guards below responded.

Then the three black-robed men walked towards the Green Snake Palace.

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