Why My Cultivation Method So Different？

1Sixty breaths had passed, and what entered everyone's eyes was Ye Qingxuan with his hands clasped behind his back. The Qi of Great Dao was leaking out from his hands.    3

    

Shen Junmo, on the other hand, was lying on the ground with a trace of blood leaking out from the corner of his mouth.    

    

Hiss!    

    

Everyone gasped. It can't be! The other party had already fallen to the ground before they could even see his movements clearly?    

    

This was too f * cking strong!    

    

Xu Feng was dumbstruck. He was so shocked that he couldn't speak. Before this, he was worried that Ye Qingxuan wouldn't be a match for Shen Junmo, but now... it seemed like he was overthinking it.    

    

Ye Ziyang and the others were also filled with respect and respect towards the strong.    

    

"Hahaha." Daoist Chentian laughed three times, "The Saint is truly invincible!"    

    

Lang Jiuzhou frowned slightly. He felt that Ye Qingxuan had too many secrets on him. Instead, he felt a little depressed...    

    

Daoist Qingxu seemed to have seen through Lang Jiuzhou's concerns. He used his arm to fight Lang Jiuzhou.    

    

He murmured, "Why do you think so much? Who doesn't have trump cards and secrets? Besides, it's a good thing that master has many secrets."    

    

Lang Jiuzhou laughed heartily, "Hahaha, that's true. Why do you think so much?"    

    

"Sword Saint is the true number one in the world!"    

    

Both of them said at the same time.    

    

Ning Zixun also smiled sweetly, "That is, after all... My Eldest Senior Brother is number one under the heavens!"    

    

On the platform.    

    

Venerable Lightless and the Sect Master were smiling so hard that their eyes were already narrowed into slits.    

    

"Qingyun Sect Leader, congratulations, congratulations!" The Forgetting Clear Spiritual Master welcomed him with a smile.    

    

"Congratulations!" Sect Master Yaen smiled.    

    

"Congratulations. The Son has landed in your holy land again." The Myriad Forms Sect Master said with a smile.    

    

"Congratulations." Seeing this, Luotian Sect Master did not hesitate and shouted, "Ye Qingxuan of Qingyun Holy Land has won. Who dares to accept the challenge?!"    

    

In the audience stands of West Region.    

    

"F * ck, f * ck, f * ck, f * ck!" Yu Tao was furious. He pulled Hsu Qingyuan over and cursed, "F * ck, f * ck, didn't you say that this method will ensure that I get the name of the Son?"    

    

"This f * cking Ye Qingxuan is so strong! What the f * ck is he trying to do?!"    

    

Hsu Qingyuan could not defend himself and explained, "It was an accident, it was an accident..."    

    

"Accident! Accident!!" Yu Tao wanted to cry but had no tears. One should know that Yu Tao had wanted the spot of the Son for a long time.    

    

Hsu Qingyuan's eyes quickly turned around as if he had thought of a way. He hurriedly said, "Yes... Right... A few months later, there will be a secret realm opening. At that time, it will be..."    

    

As he spoke, Hsu Qingyuan moved closer to Yu Tao's ear and whispered something into his ear.    

    

Yu Tao's anger immediately disappeared. He raised his eyebrows and asked with some doubt, "Is this method feasible?"    

    

"It is feasible! It must be feasible!" Hsu Qingyuan immediately explained, his back was already drenched.    

    

"Hahaha!" Yu Tao instantly beamed with joy. He let go of him and patted Hsu Qingyuan. He smiled and said, "You really are. I'll see how you can beat me since I'm young."    

    

Hsu Qingyuan's face turned pale after being slapped. He felt like he was about to vomit blood, but he still smiled and said, "You flatter me..."    

    

...    

    

"Ye Qingxuan of Qingyun Holy Land wins. Who dares to accept the challenge?!"    

    

The Sect Chief's voice rang out countless times.    

    

"Ye Qingxuan of Qingyun Holy Land is the Chosen One. Who dares to disagree?"    

    

Luotian Sect Master changed his tone, his words were somewhat sharp.    

    

Some of the lower realm disciples wanted to scold Luotian Sect Master!    

    

Not willing to accept it?    

    

Who the f * ck would dare to not accept it!    

    

I didn't even know why he attacked just now. Before I even did anything, I was almost crushed to death by their imposing manner.    

    

One could imagine how they would die if Ye Qingxuan attacked them.    

    

At this moment, Ye Ziyang, Ye Xiao, Xu Feng and Zhao Tianqi - the four chief disciples of first-rate sect - all entered the battle platform and cupped their fists at Ye Qingxuan.    

    

"Greetings, Saint!"    

    

Immediately after that, everyone in the audience stands outside the fighting stage stood up and cupped their hands in greeting.    

    

"Greetings, Saint!"    

    

According to the rules and procedures of the Holy Son Ceremony, the host, Sect Master of Luotian Holy Land, should be the one to announce who would be the Saint in the end.    

    

However, there was no need to announce the current situation.    

    

Without a doubt, Ye Qingxuan had obtained the recognition of everyone.    

    

Who would dare to be unconvinced?    

    

If they didn't accept it, they would just beat them to death!    

    

Ye Qingxuan:???    

    

He hadn't even finished posturing, how did it end?    

    

Don't play like that!    

    

Zhao Tianqi wanted to cry but had no tears. He said, "F * ck, it's like this again. Why didn't I get this kind of treatment when I was a Holy Son?"    

    

When Zhao Tianqi was the Holy Son, the name of the Holy Son was just like a decoration. The treatment didn't change at all. "    

    

Ye Ziyang said mockingly," It's still the same. You must have become a fake Saint. "    

    

Zhao Tianqi:... "    

    

Xu Feng came to Ye Qingxuan and cupped his hands to congratulate him. "Congratulations to Mr Wuchen for getting the name of the Saint."    

    

"Thank you." Ye Qingxuan smiled slightly, then said with some thought, "The way I address the Son doesn't seem to be as smooth as the other two."    

    

Ye Qingxuan wasn't pretending this time. The way he addressed the Son wasn't as smooth as the way Literary Saint and Sword Saint addressed him.    

    

Upon hearing this, Zhao Tianqi's body staggered again, and he almost fell to the ground.    

    

Motherf * cker! When I was a Son, no one had ever called me Son, yet you still think this way of addressing is a little too much...    

    

"Hahaha! Nephew Qingxuan, congratulations on becoming the Son of Human Sect." Luotian Sect Master laughed and landed on the platform.    

    

"Congratulations to Martial Nephew Qingxuan." The Forgetting Clear Sect Master also landed on the platform and took out the longsword that he had just obtained from Chen Jigen.    

    

"Come, come, come. I didn't prepare anything in advance. I will treat this sword as a congratulatory gift for you." After saying that, the Forgetting Clear Sect Master stuffed the sword into Ye Qingxuan's hand.    

    

This scene dumbfounded Xu Feng. What was going on? The Sect Master who always hated Mr Wuchen, why did he become so enthusiastic today?    

    

Forgetting Clear Sect Master took out the God Transforming Pill and said, "Martial Nephew Qingxuan, give it to me. This is the God Transforming Pill. Although it is useless to you now, just treat it as a supplement to your body."    

    

This scene stunned Venerable Wu Guang and the sect master.    

    

Ye Qingxuan was too embarrassed to refuse and kept thanking him.    

    

Luotian Sect Master was somewhat stunned. What was going on? Why was this iron rooster so open-minded today?    

    

Could it be that he felt that Ye Qingxuan would be able to hug his thighs after his meteoric rise in the future?    

    

No, this Xu Feng's talent was not low either. Could it be that... he had fallen ill?    

    

On the other side of the platform, Shen Junmo slowly woke up. He saw Sect Master Yaen staring at him. Seeing that he had woken up, Sect Master Yaen let out a breath, "You are awake."    

    

Shen Junmo responded. He used his arm to cover his eyes and said lightly, "I lost. "    

    

That's right. He lost. He lost so thoroughly.    

    

However, a cold glint flashed in his eyes as he laughed coldly again.    

    

It was not because of anything else, but because he had just felt the power of time from Ye Qingxuan!    

    

And this power of time was so powerful!    

    

Even he himself was covered by the power of time.    

    

Shen Junmo laughed. Ye Qingxuan... You are an opponent worthy of my attention!    

    

...    

    

In the distance, on an abandoned mountain peak.    

    

A beggar dressed in ragged clothes was lying on his side, drinking wine and shaking his legs, very happy.    

    

He drank a mouthful of wine and saw Ye Qingxuan using the Power of Time. He smiled in surprise. "Oh, it's actually the Time Saint. It seems that after he was killed by Mad Dragon... He actually gave his own inheritance to him. He really knows how to find people."    

    

The beggar nagged for a bit, then counted with his fingers. A trace of surprise flashed across his eyes, and his expression became serious. "Mad Dragon, I didn't expect that in just a few years, your cultivation base has already surpassed mine. I'm afraid that only that person... can fight you. "    

    

After saying that, he turned his gaze towards the distant Ye Qingxuan.    

    

After that, he shattered the void and escaped!