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    "Good boy! If you can really climb to this top, this sect will definitely apologize to you on behalf of those elders."

    Although Han Wushuang, the sect leader, felt a little disgusted with what the Great Elder did, he had no intention of blaming him and instead acquiesced and condoned it.  After all, behavior like this has become a habit of the Bing Sect, and to a certain extent, he also approves of it.  However, the young man Jing Mo, who was not taken seriously by him at first, brought unexpected and even quite a shock to him, the leader of the sect.  This is the first time I have climbed to the top of Ice Sect within this time limit.

    The five incense was about to burn out, and Jing Xiaotian's heart became even higher.  'The time limit for at least one cup of tea is limited, Mo'er, we must not fall short at this last moment'

    I have almost thought about the results I should think about, good and bad.  But Jing Xiaotian never expected that Jing Mo would actually have hope of winning the title within the time limit.  At this moment, Jing Xiaotian wanted to see those ugly faces distorted, unable to cry or laugh.

    "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Damn it, why does this incense burn so fast!" Han Lu stared at the incense burner, shouting "hurry up" and dancing so much that it was very depressing.  How much quiet is needed at this time!

    Everyone was speechless and extremely depressed.

    We are all worried, but your aunt is lucky. She keeps shouting to stop talking, but she actually thinks that the incense burns too fast. What kind of nerves are you having!

    Han Lu stared at Xiang Ming and thought about Jing Mo Kuai. No wonder Jing Xiaotian and the other two felt speechless.

    At this time, in the side hall, the great elder was drinking tea and chatting with several elders, feeling very comfortable.

    "There should be very little time left. Great Elder, would you like to go and take a look?" He softened his tone, looked up at the Great Elder's face, and said tactfully: "Although there is no doubt about that kid's ending, you are still  The person in charge." An elder followed the rules of the Ice Sect and deliberately reminded the unmoved elder.

    "That's alright! If we solve the trouble earlier, we will save Qiu Wuguo from shouting again." The great elder said with some boredom.

    "Something happened! Something happened!" Outside the side hall, a disciple who sent the message ran and shouted loudly.

    The Great Elder was waiting to get up when he suddenly heard this sound coming from him. They all frowned and had the urge to slap the source of the sound to death.  Even if there is something urgent to report, there is no need to shout so rudely.

    This disciple ran into the hall, only to see people staring at him with cold eyes. He almost fell to the ground, trembling in cold sweat.  The mouth that was originally shouting was even more open at this moment, and he still dared to make a sound.  I didn't look at the cannibalistic looks of the big guys.

    "Why are you in such a panic? Why don't you report it to me as soon as possible!" The First Elder glared and shouted, his aura even more fierce and aggressive, for fear that others would not know that he was an illusionist.

    "Yes, yes, that, that" Suppressed by the aura, the disciple became speechless for a moment.

    "Is it possible that something happened to that girl Han Lu again?" an elder asked from the side.

    "No, no, it's that, that" I calmed down but didn't know what to say.

    "Presumptuous!" The great elder was really angry now. This messenger disciple was usually smart and calm in dealing with things, but now he was talking so incoherently and in a panic. How could the great elder not be angry?

    The violent drinking caused the disciple to wake up completely: "First elder, it's that Jing Mo."

    oh?  ¡­Everyone was stunned.  Did the kid really fall into the valley? This was the first conscious reaction of the elders.

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    The setting sun had already set half of the body, and amid the clouds and mist, the young man was already less than ten stone steps away from where Han Wushuang was standing.  And the last stick of incense was about to burn out its life. Jing Xiaotian and the others did not even dare to breathe loudly, their palms were full of sweat.

    Almost at the moment when the incense burned out, Jing Mo's already haggard figure finally collapsed completely at Han Wushuang's feet.  It should be said that he was almost exhausted and fell into a drowsy state. Although his torn and red fingers were a bit unsightly, there was a happy smile on Jing Mo's sleepy face.

    In the last distance, what Jing Mo relied on was a kind of faith, a kind of stubborn persistence.  What he fights for is a kind of ruthlessness, a kind of ruthlessness that ignores everything and even life.  The less powerful he is and the less he is looked down upon by others, the more he will do whatever it takes to prove his existence.  This is Jing Mo.

    At the last moment of climbing to the top, Jing Mo's legs simply cramped, his spirit relaxed rapidly and he completely collapsed, and he fell into unconsciousness.

    Han Wushuang looked down at Jing Mo at his feet, his eyes a little complicated.  It would indeed be a blessing for such a young man to become a disciple of the Ice Sect.  But the great elder has already said what he said, and as the sect leader, it is not easy for him to slap him.That old guy's face.  But for the next two levels Han Wushuang shook his head helplessly.

    A moment of thoughts flashed by, and Han Wushuang stuffed a pill that could restore energy and stop bleeding into Jing Mo's mouth.  With his brows gleaming, Han Wushuang held Jing Mo and slowly floated up. Under his feet was an ice sword completely condensed from spiritual energy.

    At that time, several phantom masters in Ritu Town were walking on a beast-shaped energy light body, but now Han Wushuang was walking on an icy sword body.  Of course, the final shape of the ice body under Han Wushuang's feet is completely determined by his main consciousness.  In other words, as long as he is willing, the ice body under his feet can change its shape at will.

    ¡°Perhaps, this is what makes the ice system special, or maybe Han Wushuang¡¯s strength has reached this level.  Like those few, the animal-shaped energy light bodies under their feet are subject to specific restrictions and are not arbitrary.  In other words, they can currently only conjure up the beast-shaped energy light body.

    However, the premise and result of their actions are the same.  Relying on one's own strength and using techniques to conjure energy out of the body, and under the influence of soul power, force this existence to reach a resonance with the energy in the aura of heaven and earth.  In this way, they can fly through the sky with the help of this existence.

    When the Great Elder rushed over, Han Wushuang happened to be holding the unconscious Jing Mo, and slowly fell from the sky.

    His face was pale and unconscious, his hands were unsightly, and his clothes were all covered in bright red spots.  Such a scene, the great elder and others thought, is it possible that this kid really fell?  It can be said that the strength of the sect leaderthe monks who are two feet tall are incomprehensible.  After all, whether they were arrogant or underestimated Jing Mo, what they always concluded in their hearts was that Jing Mo would never reach the top within the time limit no matter what.

    "The five incense burnt out, I successfully climbed to the top, such a young man I, the Ice Sect, am ashamed!" Han Wushuang said coldly as he handed Jing Mo to Jing Xiaotian and his son, but before he could finish his words, there was no trace of the figure.

    The elders looked at each other in confusion, and the elder's face turned pale, with funny expressions. Some of them were not just embarrassed, but unbelievable surprises, a bit shocking surprises.  At this moment, he was even doubting that the sect leader might have deliberately favored Jing Mo.

    Seeing these faces in their eyes, not to mention Jing Xiaotian and his son, even Qiu Wuguo and Na Hanlu felt relieved, as if they had been holding their breath and suddenly felt relieved.

    When the news came out, it was an accident and a shock to the disciples inside and outside the Ice Sect.  What was originally just a trivial joke has now become a major focus of the Ice Sect's history.  ;
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