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Chapter 322 Xu Hong's Results

After sighing, Saint Qingyang looked at the young man in front of him again, full of disappointment.

He lit up seven pieces of bark in one breath. What a genius he was. The shocked teacher was speechless for a long time. He thought that his disciple must be extremely talented. He never dreamed that he couldn't even light up one piece...

Simply weak burst!

"Forget it, I think your energy is about to run out, so why not just forget it!"

Seeing that veins on the boy's forehead had already bulged, Qingyang Saint Venerable waved his hand and said, "Don't be too disappointed. If you can't light the Green Saint Tree, even if you can't be my disciple, you can still register as my disciple!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that his strength was about to run out and he hadn't even made a single piece of bark green, Xu Hong felt completely frustrated. This was the most embarrassing moment since he had obtained the Longevity Map.

He was about to withdraw his hand exhausted when he suddenly felt a huge suction force coming from the sacred tree in front of him, causing him to stagger involuntarily. The next moment, the bark, which had been dull just now, surged outwards with his palm as the center, just like a calm lake that quickly turns green after a stone is thrown into it!
One! Two! Three...

In less than a breath, three whole pieces turned green, and the number increased rapidly as if it was contagious.

"This……"

Saint Qingyang stood there in a daze, his eyes wide open, and his whole body trembling.

After all this fuss, it’s not that the color won’t turn green, but... the response is delayed!
That’s three pieces!

Even if he is not as good as me, it is still pretty good and does not bring disgrace to his reputation as a teacher...

As I was sighing in my heart, I saw the light still spreading outwards, infecting three pieces of bark in the same way. In the blink of an eye, six pieces of bark turned emerald green.

"Six?"

Saint Qingyang clenched his fists and couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hahaha, that's great, that's great, you've got six green points, you're one of the eighteenth generation cultivators of the Qing Emperor Palace, second only to me, your master, you're ranked first..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the six pieces of bark were also infected, and in the blink of an eye they became 12 pieces!
Light up 12 pieces?
How can this be?

Since the establishment of Qingdi Palace, even the founder of the sect has never accomplished this, but this young man did it easily... Is this true?
Just now I thought that even if the opponent was not as good as me, he was not too weak. As a result, he surpassed me in the blink of an eye. The key is that he surpassed me so thoroughly!

"12 pieces! You have broken the record. It is unprecedented. Your teacher is so proud of you..."

Before Saint Qingyang could finish his words, he shuddered again and felt a little dizzy.

The bark in front of me had already turned green for 12 leaves, and it spread like a plague to the surrounding areas again. After three breaths, it had turned green for 24 leaves, after five breaths, it had turned green for 48 leaves, and after seven breaths, it had turned green for 96 leaves...

In less than a minute, the entire part of the sacred tree visible to the naked eye had turned green! More than ten thousand leaves were green...

His lips trembled, and Saint Qingyang swallowed his saliva involuntarily, and was unable to speak for a long time.

Just now I thought that he would not succeed and was not worthy of being my disciple. Now I suddenly feel that... I am not even qualified to be his disciple...

There are tens of thousands of pieces of tree bark. Even if you add all your ancestors for sixteen generations, they are still no match for it!
The only one who could turn his hand to create clouds and rain, and transform the sacred tree from a dead state into this state, was probably the legendary great power Qingdi.

"Could it be..."

Thinking of a possibility, I couldn't help but look up at the treetops.

Xu Hong couldn't see tree branches and leaves, but with his cultivation level, he could still see some things. His gaze penetrated through layers of shackles and traveled through tens of thousands of kilometers. As expected, he saw a patch of tender green branches and leaves in the distance!

Although it has just sprouted, it has already shown that... this sacred tree that has been dead for tens of thousands of years has actually shown some signs of revival!

"This, this, this..."

Saint Qingyang's body was shaking with excitement, and his eyes turned red.

Reviving the sacred tree is what the Qingdi Palace’s people have dreamed of doing for dozens of generations. They thought it was hopeless in their lifetime and could never have imagined that this disciple, who hadn’t even entered the sect yet, could accomplish it so easily!
Do you want to be so outrageous?

Just now I was thinking that the other party was very talented, but his comprehension might not be good enough. After all this fuss, the clown turned out to be me...

The comprehension that I had always been proud of was completely crushed by the other party...

Just when he was so excited that he didn't know what to do, he heard the boy's very dissatisfied muttering: "I thought it wouldn't light up. After all the fuss, the reaction was a bit slow! Even so, it's still called the Holy Tree. Shame on you!"

Hearing this, Saint Qingyang was so frightened that his scalp almost exploded, and he hurriedly said: "Don't talk nonsense..."

This is a sacred tree, planted by His Majesty the Green Emperor himself. If you dare to say this, aren't you courting death?

Just as he was wondering whether the sacred tree would bring down a disaster to teach this outspoken little fellow a lesson, he saw the giant tree in front of him, like a young wife who had been wronged. Its huge body trembled slightly, and it did not dare to utter a word in rebuttal.

"..."

Saint Qingyang was stunned.

This is the holy tree, a super existence that countless ancestors of the Qing Emperor Temple worship every time. Although it is dead, it still cannot reduce its weight in their hearts... Little wife? Being wronged?

This this……

This super master who is ranked among the best in the world suddenly felt dizzy and confused.

"Yes!"

Xu Hong was unaware of his shock, nor did he see Sheng Shu's grievance. He could only clasp his fists and said with a little embarrassment: "Teacher, do I... pass the test? It's not that I didn't get the green, but... I was a little slow! There shouldn't be a time limit for our test!"

"Of course!"

Qingyang Saint nodded quickly: "From today on, you are the eighteenth generation disciple of my Qingdi Palace!"

"Disciple Xu Hong, hello to the teacher!"

Xu Hong fell to his knees.

With the support of the Qingdi Palace, he no longer had to run around being chased by Cheng Yu and Duan Longping like before, and was even almost killed.

"Ok!"

Qingyang Saint nodded with satisfaction: "Since you have chosen to be my disciple, I will grant you the first opportunity!"

"Oh?"

Xu Hong's eyes lit up.

It’s good to have a teacher. He gives you things without saying anything!
Qingyang Saint said: "The Longxu Secret Realm was opened up by Ran Qiufeng, the 14th generation disciple of the Qing Emperor Palace. As long as you become a disciple of the Qing Emperor Palace, you will be qualified to refine it. Once you succeed, this secret realm will be your own back garden. You can come and go as you please, and all the treasures will belong to you alone."

"Refining..."

Xu Hong's eyes widened in disbelief: "This thing... can be refined?"

Although I haven't reached the end of the Longxu Secret Realm, I understand that its diameter is definitely more than hundreds of thousands of kilometers. A place with so many treasures like this can actually be refined... This is too outrageous!

(End of this chapter)