"Another consideration?"
Long Xiangtian was a little puzzled, but Jian Qingzong was such a powerful figure, how could he know what he was thinking
Jian Qingtian turned around, with a hint of vicissitudes and helplessness in his eyes.
"Tian'er, your Dantian was broken, and you were already unable to accumulate wild power. But today you defeated Xiao Guangyu with one move. Your strength is even greater than before. Your whole body is filled with a powerful force. I know that you must have had your own adventure. I will not ask about this."
Long Xiangtian was touched. It was his blessing to have a master like Jian Qingtian.
"With your talent and strength, you shouldn't stay in a small place like Jian Qing Zong. It will only limit your development. It will be beneficial for you to leave Jian Qing Zong. The achievements you can achieve in the future are incomparable to a small Jian Qing Zong."
Jian Qingtian continued, "Tian'er, this world is huge. You can't limit your vision to a small sect like Jian Qingzong. In the Tenglong Empire, the Killing Fist Sect, the Sky Thunder Sect, the Holy Sword Sect, and the Nebula Academy are the truly powerful martial arts forces. There are countless geniuses among them. Although you are also unique in talent, you must not be complacent. You must know that there are always mountains beyond mountains and heavens beyond heavens."
"Disciple, please remember this!"
Long Xiangtian bowed to the ground. He would never forget the kindness that Jian Qingtian had shown him.
"Tian'er, I am here today and have two parting gifts for you!"
After Jian Qingtian finished speaking, his eyes suddenly flashed with brilliance, and one of them was already pressing on the crown of Long Xiangtian's head.
"Tian'er, your strength has reached the peak of the ninth level of Qi training. In one more step, you can enter the Guanli realm. Here are some of my insights when I first broke through to the Guanli realm. I hope it will be of some help to you."
Jian Qingtian withdrew his hand, but Long Xiangtian still kept his eyes closed. A stream of information echoed in his mind, and a wonderful feeling spread throughout his body.
After a long time, Long Xiangtian finally suppressed this feeling deep inside his body and opened his eyes.
Before he could open his mouth, Jian Qingtian pointed his finger again, hitting him right between the eyebrows.
"This is the training method for the highest level martial arts of our Jian Qing Sect - the low-level earth-level martial arts 'God-killing Finger'. I have already put it into your sea of consciousness."
Jian Qingtian gave Long Xiangtian two great gifts in a row, which made him feel very grateful. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Jian Qingtian respectfully.
"Master, I will always remember your kindness!"
Jian Qingtian helped Long Xiangtian up with a gentle look in his eyes.
"Tian'er, no matter when or where you are, I am your master. If you have any difficulties, come to Jian Qing Sect to find me. I will help you even if I have to do my best."
After Jian Qingtian finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, without even leaving a leaf, as if he had never been there before.
Long Xiangtian's eyes were deep. Jian Qingtian treated him wholeheartedly, just like his biological father.
"Master, I have no way to repay your kindness, but I swear here that one day, I, Long Xiangtian, will have a place in the Tenglong Empire."
He whispered softly, pulling the bewildered Yan Qingwu and continuing on the road.
Yueyang Mountain in the Tenglong Empire was Long Xiangtian's hometown. Even Jian Qingtian might not know this.
When Long Xiangtian was seven years old, he left Yueyang Mountain alone and went to Jianqing Sect to take the entrance examination. After obtaining the qualification to join the sect, he stayed there for ten years, only communicating with his family every now and then.
Now that he was expelled from the sect, he naturally wanted to go home. Having been away from his parents for ten years, he missed them a little.
At noon the next day, he and Yan Qingwu arrived at Yueyang Mountain.
The Long Family of Yueyang Mountain was where Long Xiangtian was born. As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Long Family, he felt a strange atmosphere.
In the past, there would definitely be guards from the Long family here, but today there was no one. Noisy shouts came from the family's martial arts arena, as if someone was arguing.
"Qingwu, let's hurry up!"
Long Xiangtian said to Yan Qingwu, Yan Qingwu nodded, quickened her pace and followed behind Long Xiangtian.
In the Long family's martial arts arena, a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was standing in the center with a haughty look on his face, looking at the Long family members around him with great disdain.
"Your Long family is known as the number one martial arts family in Yueyang Mountain, but after seeing you today, you are just so-so. There is no one among the younger generation who can beat me. Isn't it time to change the title of the number one martial arts family?"
His words were extremely arrogant, and the Long family members around him were very angry, but they had no way to refute him.
Before this, this young man had defeated eight masters of the younger generation of the Long family in succession, and now no one was willing to compete with him.
Sitting on the high platform of the martial arts arena was a middle-aged man in a black robe. He was strong and sturdy, with black hair and beard. His short hair stood up like barbs, and his eyes contained endless majesty.
He is the head of the Long family, Long Zhan.
"Nephew Mu, you came to my Long family to provoke me. I have already given you the maximum tolerance. If you want to continue, don't blame me for not considering your father's feelings."
When Long Zhan said the last sentence, there was a hint of brutality in his voice, which rang like a huge bell in the young man's ears.
The young man's name is Mu Feng. He is the best master of the younger generation of the Mu family, another major martial arts family in Yueyang Mountain. When he came to the Long family today, he asked to see the strength of the younger generation of the Long family, but he defeated the strong men of the Long family with his tyrannical strength.
"Long Zhan is indeed worthy of being the number one expert in Yueyang Mountain. His reputation is well-deserved. Even my father may not be able to perfectly combine reckless force with sound to launch an attack."
Mu Feng's ears were buzzing, and his heart was extremely shocked. If he hadn't relied on the fact that Long Zhan wouldn't attack him, he would never have dared to come to the Long family and speak nonsense.
"Since you have had enough fun, please leave now. You are a young master trained by the Mu family with all their strength. Our Long family has always been fair. They are certainly no match for you."
Long Zhan had already ordered Mu Feng to leave, but he had no intention of leaving.
"Uncle Long, my main purpose for coming here this time is not to fight these guys. I want to see the strongest person among the younger generation of your Long family. Uncle Long, please call Long Bo out so that I can fulfill my wish."
Mu Feng grinned, his eyes full of fighting spirit. He was not a wicked person, but he had a love for martial arts that he could not suppress.
Long Bo, the strongest of the young generation of the Long family, was known as the rare genius of the Long family in the past hundred years. He was considered the strongest among the young generation of Yueyang. Mu Feng had been away from home for many years. When he came back and heard the news, he went to the Long family to take a look at his appearance, regardless of his father's objection.
Long Zhan said in a deep voice: "Long Bo is not in the Long family at the moment. If he comes back, you can make another appointment with him to fight."
Long Zhan was very confident in Long Bo's strength. Although Mu Feng in front of him was no ordinary person, it was not difficult for Long Bo to win. It was a pity that Long Bo had not returned from his training outside, otherwise it would not be Mu Feng's turn to be so arrogant today.
"Uncle Long, it's okay. I can wait here until he comes back!"
Mu Feng's resolute attitude had already made Long Zhan really angry. Just as he was about to speak, a voice suddenly rang out at the gate of the martial arts arena.
"Long Bo is not here, how about I come and spar with you?"