Fantasy: My Skills Can Be Upgraded Infinitely

Chapter 122: The new head of Daluo Sect

Jiang Heng sat cross-legged, holding a long sword in both hands.

Psychic power comes out of the body, soaks into the long sword, and fuses with it inductively.

After a long time.

Jiang Heng opened his eyes and his mind moved.

The long sword immediately unsheathed itself and began to fly around the body.

Extremely fast and extremely dexterous.

Jiang Hengs feeling was very strange.

The long sword is as controllable as its own hands and feet. With just a thought, it can change direction at will, speed up, slow down, or hover.

After trying for a while, Jiang Heng put the sword back into its sheath.

In Wen Qingxue's house next door.

When Jiang Heng's spiritual power spreads.

Xiao Lingyun's voice sounded in Wen Qingxue's mind at the right time.

Your brother Jiang Heng has broken through to the Vientiane Realm.

Really? As expected of brother Jiang Heng, his cultivation speed is really amazing!

Wen Qingxue smiled slightly.

Xiao Lingyun said in surprise at this time: "The strange thing is that after discovering his abnormality, I never felt that strange soul fluctuation again."

Could it be that Sister Lingyun had just awakened at that time and her soul was unstable, so her perception was wrong?

"I also think this is possible, but Jiang Heng's improvement in strength is too exaggerated. Even with my help, your cultivation is far behind him, which is completely unreasonable."

Could it be that the powerful person in brother Jiang Hengs mind is more powerful than sister Lingyun, so he cant feel it now?

Xiao Lingyun hesitated and said: "Although it is unbelievable, I think this is the only possibility."

Even though she said this, in her opinion, there was another greater possibility - at this time, Jiang Heng had been successfully captured by the powerful person in her mind.

Saint Son's Hall, in a certain room.

Wu Feihang, who had taken the healing elixir, was lying on the bed, his face looking pale and weak.

After being thrown out of the house by Jiang Heng, he fell into a jungle. He was not discovered until half an hour later and was sent back to his palace.

Three elders hurried over and stood in front of the bed.

After seeing the injury of the Holy Son, his face was filled with anger.

"what happened?"

How can this be unreasonable? The Holy Son is the status symbol of the Holy Land. He is on an equal footing with the Great Elder. How can we tolerate such slight insult?

That elder actually bullied the small by bullying him, and he was so cruel?

They did not doubt a certain disciple.

After all, the Holy Son himself is the strongest person in the Wanxiang Realm, and none of the disciples who are also in the Wanxiang Realm can be his opponent.

Those who can defeat the Holy Son must be an elder in the Xuanzang Realm or Nirvana Realm. Only then can he do it.

Saint Son Wu Feihang opened his eyes and looked at the three elders with angry faces, feeling a strong sense of grievance in his heart.

He has shown excellent talent since he was a child, and has been highly valued and cared for in the sect. He has made great progress all the way. After entering the Holy Land, he became unstoppable, crushing all his peers and becoming the Holy Son.

For more than twenty years, he has been regarded as a lofty idol by his peers, and held in the palm of his hands by his elders as a future hope with unlimited potential.

In every battle, he can easily crush his peers.

He has never suffered any setbacks, let alone being seriously injured like this.

Three elders, it was the newly promoted disciple Jiang Heng who attacked me in a sneak attack, causing me to be seriously injured. Please, elders, punish me severely!

Wu Feihang said angrily.

Jiang Heng? Is he the young man that Her Majesty the Saint brought back a few days ago?

One of the elders frowned.

Thats right!

Wu Feihang said through gritted teeth.

Another elder said in disbelief: "I heard that this Jiang Heng is very strong and talented, but can he defeat you?"

Wu Feihang said quickly: "He defeated me through a sneak attack!"

At this time, an elder with a sword-browed starry eye standing in the middle said with a strange expression: "Oh? Did Jiang Heng defeat you in a sneak attack?"

Wu Feihang nodded: "Elder Zhou, if it weren't for a sneak attack, how could he, a spiritual sea realm warrior, defeat me?"

Jianmeixingmu Elder Zhou secretly shook his head and said calmly: "In this case, we will investigate first."

Lets go!

Elder Zhou looked at the other two elders and took the lead to walk out the door.

The elders in the Holy Land have the realm of Xuanzang and the realm of Nirvana.

Although they are all elders, they are also divided into senior and inferior elders.

The former is an elder and the latter is a great elder, but they are both accustomed to being called elders.

Elder Zhou is the great elder of the Nirvana realm.

The other two elders followed out with confusion, leaving Wu Feihang with a confused look on his face.

As the Son of God, he was severely injured. How many elders reacted like this? His face was obviously full of concern just now, why did he leave in the blink of an eye?

Furthermore, there are no witnesses at all. If you want to investigate, dont you have to ask him directly as the person involved?

The two elders who walked out of the room also asked in confusion.

He lied, theres no point in asking.

If its Jiang Heng, theres no need to sneak attack him.

Elder Zhou shook his head and said calmly.

The other two elders were even more confused for a moment.

Regarding the attack on the saint, in order to avoid the spread of information as much as possible, only the great elder of the Nirvana Realm knew the specific details, so Elder Zhou had no intention of explaining it.

"Let's go! As long as there is no invasion by a foreign enemy, or someone deliberately bullies the small, it is not a big deal if the Holy Son is injured."

Dont interfere too much in Jiang Hengs affairs, and ignore this matter.

After saying that, Elder Zhou walked away, leaving the two elders looking at each other.

Qingzhou, Daluo Sect.

After a lot of open and covert fighting and fierce competition, the suzerain election finally came to an end.

In the end, a core elder named Yan Kai was elected as the new head of Daluo Sect.

The original sect leader Bai Haocang retired as an ordinary elder, no longer managed the sect's affairs, and concentrated on cultivating.

On this day, in the suzerain's meeting hall.

Yan Kai, who has just ascended to the position of sect leader, is handling sect affairs at his desk.

A figure walked in quietly.

Senior Brother Wang!

Yan Kai raised his head.

Standing in front of him was none other than Wang Chengye, the Supreme Elder of the Daluo Sect and a four-star member of the Dawn Society.

Junior brother Yan, the organization has issued the latest instructions.

Hearing this, Yan Kai suddenly looked solemn.

Wang Chengye whispered: "From now on, forget the name of the original organization. We call ourselves the Qingyan Society and are not allowed to reveal the name of the original organization to anyone. Do you understand?"

Yan Kai said solemnly: "Understood!"

In addition, the pace of recruiting new members should be accelerated. Within one year, at least 30% of all the top genius disciples of the sect should be covered, and a new sect welfare system should be formulated to focus on cultivating members.

Yan Kai was silent for a moment and said hesitantly: "Senior Brother Wang, as soon as I took office, I made drastic changes to the welfare system. I'm afraid it will be difficult to implement it for a while."

Senior Brother Wang said calmly: "Don't worry, within a month, I will ensure that more than half of the core elders are our own."

Yan Kai was startled, and then he understood what Elder Wang meant.

Either continue to recruit other core elders.

Either get rid of the core elders who are not your own side.

This way we can ensure that more than half of them are our own people.

After thinking about it, Yan Kai couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.

The changes in the organization this time seemed to be more drastic than he imagined.