You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 900 Is this the Master of Zizhu Peak?

In the outside world, Zhong Baixuan was sitting cross-legged on a high platform. Countless figures were densely packed on the huge stone platform below. Just a glance revealed thousands of people listening quietly, some frowning, some in daze, each with their own posture.

“The way to attack and defend at the same time is to focus on momentum, using the idea of ​​calmness and stability to check the flow of the enemy’s spiritual energy, then launch an attack and move like thunder.

Attack their weaknesses, exploit their unguarded areas, block them, or use their strength to counter their own. This requires constant alertness and sharp, responsive reactions from all five senses. Within the sect, there's a spiritual-level technique called the Five Senses Technique. This technique uses spiritual energy to radiate across the body, allowing for a direct connection with the sea of ​​consciousness. While a minor technique, it's incredibly useful for low-level cultivators entering the sect. You can all borrow it and practice it later.

Zhong Baixuan was about to talk about the details and experience of attack and defense, but he felt a thin rope around his neck getting tighter and tighter.

Suddenly his eyes bulged out and he fell backwards from the platform, followed by a "Mmmmm" breathing sound.

A white cloud suddenly rose from behind the platform and gradually condensed into a tall snow-white figure, handsome and heroic, with fur shining in the sun, like a god.

Fortunately, Jiao Cang restrained his breath, otherwise the terrifying evil spirit might have caused chaos in the square.

"Wow~ What a handsome spirit beast! Is this Senior Brother Zhong's spirit pet?" A female cultivator looked so excited that she even wanted to touch it.

"Hiss~ It looks so awesome. As a disciple of the Spirit Beast Peak, I have decided to tame a demon wolf as my spirit pet." A disciple stared at Jiao Cang and almost drooled.

"Hey! What are you talking about? I am the guardian demon of the Yuling Sect. I am independent. How can I be compared with a spiritual pet?" Jiao Cang raised his head proudly, looking even more handsome.

"Speak, speak!" Everyone was shocked.

Jiao Cang glanced at everyone unhappily: "I don't eat people, and your food is not as delicious as my brother's!!"

The cultivators breathed a sigh of relief, but became even more curious.

Zhong Baixuan helped Jiao Cang stand up: "Jiao Cang? Can you tell me when you come out next time? You almost strangled me to death!"

"Brother Zhong, I haven't seen you for several years. You are about to break through. It seems that I will have someone to talk to on my way there."

There was another voice. The disciples thought it was Jiao Cang who spoke again because of the same tone. However, Zhong Baixuan's body suddenly stiffened, and the expression on his face quickly turned into surprise. He looked at Jiao Cang's back, but saw a hand hanging limply among the thick hair.

"Junior Brother Ji, you...you are awake!!" Joy, still joy.

The cultivators looked at Jiao Cang lying down and saw that there was a young man on his back, but he looked limp and had no image at all.

"It's good that you woke up. I slept for so long and almost starved to death. How about we go out for a meal and I'll cook!" Changqing suggested.

"Okay!" Zhong Baixuan's eyes showed longing, but in the next moment he said in a negotiating tone: "How about a while? I'm teaching the outer disciples."

Looking at the curious gazes of the other cultivators staring at the lying figure, it seemed that he was of high status as he could talk to his senior brother like this. Perhaps they could establish a relationship with him.

"How about I let them leave first?" Zhong Baixuan said hesitantly, fearing that Changqing would be exposed.

"No, that's fine. I don't plan to hide it." Changqing waved his hand weakly.

Seeing this, Zhong Baixuan had no choice but to give up and cleared his throat. "Let me introduce you. This is Ji Changqing, the Peak Master Ji. You may not have heard of his name, but you must know Zizhu Peak. He is the Peak Master of Zizhu Peak."

Instead of being excited, the cultivators looked puzzled. This was the one—the Shame of the Imperial Spirit? He had appeared in such an unpresentable manner?

Many people nodded. It was obvious that this peak master was not an ordinary cultivator.

"I became the peak master? When did that happen? How come I didn't know about it?" Chang Qing asked curiously.

"Why don't you pay your respects~~" Zhong Baixuan snorted coldly, which made many disciples come back to their senses and stand up together: "Greetings to Master Ji Feng~"

"Okay, okay, sit down!" Chang Qing struggled to stand up, staggered to the high platform, lightly tapped, rose up, and slowly came down. He sat up straight, facing the cultivators, and glanced at them. Many cultivators with keen perception felt a chill in their bodies as if they were stared at by some powerful existence, and all the secrets on their bodies disappeared.

Changqing looked up and they also saw this mysterious guy who was always mysterious.

She's lost some weight, and her facial features aren't particularly delicate, but she's still pretty attractive!

He is much more handsome than I imagined. Is this peak master really such a shameless person?

What a unique aura! Why does this guy look so dangerous? My intuition tells me that I must not mess with him, or I'll die without knowing how.

Everyone was muttering in their hearts that Changqing was too mysterious. Everyone stared at that lifeless face and thought to themselves.

Many female cultivators' eyes lit up, attracted by the otherworldly aura of Changqing.

The monks with keen perception instinctively told them that this person was extremely dangerous.

Glancing around, Chang Qing nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, it seems the Sect Master has really put in a lot of effort. The quality of the disciples he has recruited is quite good. The Central Region seems to be blessed with natural advantages." He then turned to Zhong Baixuan, "Brother, have these disciples been verified?"

Zhong Baixuan naturally knew what Chang Qing meant and nodded: "Your proposal has long been considered as part of the test. After all, my Yuling Sect does not want people with ulterior motives."

"That's good."

Chang Qing finally revealed a smile: "After a long period of seclusion, I have gained some insights and can see the new atmosphere of the sect. I will not bother Senior Brother Zhong with teaching today. It is a great favor to you."

Zhong Baixuan was slightly surprised, as if he knew what Chang Qing was going to do. He immediately said to everyone, "Calm down, concentrate, and be quiet. This is a great opportunity for you. Don't miss it. If you lose this chance, it will be a huge regret."

"Don't worry, junior brother. Adjust your state now. I'll go call those people. They are sleeping. Uh... They have been in seclusion for several years. We finally got the chance to make some money. We can't miss it." Zhong Baixuan said, took out the sect's jade token, and started calling people.

After a while, several streaks of light flew across the sky at high speed. The fastest one was a purple lightning bolt, which instantly arrived at the square and clasped its fists towards Changqing - Teacher!

Chang Qing turned his head, took a closer look, and was slightly surprised: "After not seeing you for a few years, you have already condensed four laws. Your Senior Brother Zhong is quite talented, but he only has two. It's really annoying to compare yourself with others."

"Teacher, stop joking. Compared with you, all the talented people in the world are nothing~~" Ling Yu rarely made a joke, and it was obvious that he was really happy.

Liuguang attacked, without any courtesy, and twisted Changqing's neck and dragged him to the ground: "It's not fake, it's the flesh and blood. Haha, Xiaoqingzi, you are finally awake!"

"Uh--" In the fragrant breeze, Changqing felt that he was about to be strangled to death.

"Senior sister, hello...long time no see! Senior sister, relax a little, I'm almost out of breath~" Chang Qing finished these words reluctantly, rolled his eyes, and began to spit out foam.