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Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Seven Zhang Qiran's Temptation

The road in Daoshan is not particularly rugged, which also shows that the Daomen does not use the mountain to make things difficult for others.

Zhang Qiran walked in front, carrying his hands on his back, and taking a random step, he could suddenly move forward hundreds of meters. This speed was terrifying!

Qin Cheng did not dare to explode too much. It was the speed of the lower-grade master of Huajin who was chasing Zhang Qiran. He had to activate that speed to the limit in order to barely keep up.

So much so that when Zhang Qiran reached the top of the mountain, Qin Cheng was still a little behind him and was sweating profusely.

Qin Cheng was gasping for breath. This was not pretending. It was not that easy to control his speed carefully and keep up with Zhang Qiran.

Qin Cheng roughly estimated in his mind that if he burst out with all his strength, he might be able to keep pace with Zhang Qiran's pace.

But it is obvious that Zhang Qiran still retained a lot of strength, and his breath was even even!

The horror of the title-titled powerful man can be seen!

Qincheng adjusted his breath evenly and then began to look at the huge Taoist temple on the top of Daoshan Mountain.

"What you can see is the main hall of my Taoist sect. When the founder of the Taoist sect flattened the mountain and established the Taoist sect, he established the main hall here, and then the branches of the halls."

"For example, the places where disciples and elders live on the back of the relatively flat slope, so we didn't see anyone when we went up the mountain."

Zhang Qiran introduced casually, but it aroused storm in Qin Cheng's heart.

"Shall the entire mountain with one sword?" Qin Cheng couldn't help but say, "Is this the most powerful thing about the strongest?"

"The strongest?" Zhang Qiran shook his head and said, "The strongest power is not that strong. If the legend is true, then it must have exceeded the strongest level."

"Beyond the strongest?" Qin Cheng was stunned, "Is there really such a realm?"

"Who knows?" Zhang Qiran said indifferently: "Anyway, there is no such strong man in this world yet."

While chatting, the two entered the gate of the main hall of the Taoist sect, and they could immediately see the disciples practicing ancient martial arts in front of the main hall.

Seeing thousands of internal disciples practicing ancient martial arts, this momentum is quite impactful, and it is easy to make people feel that the power they cultivate is just a small fight.

I believe even the wealthy families in the capital would feel ashamed when they saw this scene.

However, Qin Cheng was shocked and did not feel any shocked, but his arrival had been targeted by several people.

"Uncle Master." Several young disciples came over, and their strengths were actually Grandmaster Huajin, so their seniority was also higher.

"These are my senior brother's disciples. They are very angry with you. If you can't stand the provocation, just beat me up!"

Zhang Qiran's voice came into Qin Cheng's ears. Obviously, he didn't like his disciples being too arrogant.

However, according to their appearance, these young disciples will not be much older than Qin Cheng when they broke through to Master Huajin. This will definitely cause a sensation when putting it outside.

But among the Taoist sects, they were unable to become famous, and of course they didn't necessarily care about that.

However, when Qin Cheng arrived, he took away the opportunity to comprehend that should belong to them, which of course made them feel unwilling.

Qin Cheng nodded slightly, then bowed and said, "I have met several Taoist brothers."

As the saying goes, "If you don't hit people with a smile, although these people have a lot of opinions about Qin Cheng, Qin Cheng has made a sincere attitude, so they are not willing to speak out and provoke directly.

Seeing these people returning the gift, Qin Cheng sighed in his heart: "The disciples of the Taoist sect are still simple."

"Qincheng, although we haven't gone down the mountain, we have heard about you many times recently."

"Originally, as a disciple of my Taoist sect, we shouldn't be too persistent in fighting, but when facing young talents from outside, we were a little itchy."

After a few greetings, Ling Yun, the eldest disciple of the Taoist sect, spoke.

Qin Cheng nodded and said with a smile: "You can follow the guests. If you really want to discuss and discuss, I naturally want to experience some Taoist skills."

Qin Cheng is the truth. He is still very interested in the ancient martial arts inherited by the Taoist sect. It is much clearer to see these people who are comparable to their own strength to practice ancient martial arts than to see Zhang Qiran take action.

Ling Yun smiled faintly and said, "I am only one step away from the high-quality Master Huajin. Fighting with you is obviously unfair to you. I will let my youngest younger brother Ling Hai, who has just broken through, come to learn the tricks."

Qin Cheng's eyes narrowed. He did not feel even a strong aura from Lingyun. Lingyun seemed to be integrated, leaving him nowhere to start.

Qin Cheng knew very well that if he really wanted to fight Ling Yun, even if he burst out his full strength, he would never win!

When Linghai heard Ling Yun's words, he smiled on his face, and wanted to step out, but was stopped by Zhang Qiran.

"You have just broken through to the low-grade Master Huajin?" Zhang Qiran raised his eyebrows and said, "Then you can't do it, change to another, change to the one who has just broken through to the medium-grade Master Huajin."

Hearing this, Ling Yun and others were a little surprised, while Ling Hai gritted his teeth, feeling that his uncle looked down on him too much.

Qin Cheng was shocked. It turned out that he had worked hard to hide his strength, but he was unconsciously discovered by Zhang Qiran.

Zhang Qiran's eyes, which seemed to be smiling, made Qin Cheng's heart sank slightly.

Qin Cheng didn't know if only Zhang Qiran knew about this, or if he could detect it at the high-ranking master at the title level.

If it were the latter, Qin Cheng's disguise would be ridiculous, and of course, it would be very easy to expose his true identity.

"Don't think too much, you kid. I can find out your strength and I have my own way. The rest of the people are not that easy to see through."

"Besides, isn't your Blood Soul still a mask? I can't see through that thing."

Zhang Qiran sent a message again to silence Qin Cheng. It turned out that he was really discovered, but fortunately, only Zhang Qiran has the ability at present.

Zhang Qiran looked at Ling Yun and others' entangled, and laughed: "I'm just a joke. Just find a boy who is at the peak of a low-grade master to suppress his spirit!"

Although Linghai was a little dissatisfied, Zhang Qiran was an elder, so he could only helplessly obey Zhang Qiran's arrangements and watched his senior brother step out with regret.

"Xiaodao Lingxi, please give me advice from Master Qin."

Lingxi ranks fourth among this group of brothers, and his strength is terrifyingly powerful.
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