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Chapter 32 One of your senior uncles values you highly and has recently descended the mountain! Gu
"You're Gu Xuan?"
Wen Zhong's voice was deep and resonant.
Gu Xuan remained calm and respectfully clasped his hands in a salute.
"That is I, your humble servant."
Wen Zhong stared at him for a moment, then nodded slightly.
"good."
Two short words were uttered.
The heavy and oppressive atmosphere inside the tent seemed to be lifted slightly by an invisible hand.
The four brothers, including Mo Liqing, who were kneeling on the ground, exchanged glances.
They both saw an undisguised look of surprise in each other's eyes.
Having commanded troops for many years, the Grand Tutor possessed an extremely calm and strict temperament.
Even if one has high hopes for younger military personnel, it is extremely rare to praise them so directly to their face.
But now...
Just then.
Wen Zhong withdrew his gaze.
Turning to Mo Liqing, who was at the head of the group, his voice regained its authoritative and cold tone: "What urgent matter requires the use of the ancient communication mirror?"
Mo Liqing dared not delay and immediately stepped forward, saying in a deep voice, "Reporting to the Grand Tutor!"
"Today, the brothers Gu Xuan severely wounded Yang Jian on the battlefield."
"Then, the manifestation of Jade Cauldron Immortal's will descended."
At this point, Mo Liqing paused slightly, and the atmosphere inside the tent tensed up.
"Master Yu Ding immediately wanted to accept Brother Gu Xuan as his last disciple."
"He promised to impart the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, the path to becoming a Golden Immortal, and the teachings on avoiding calamities."
"result......"
Mo Liqing glanced at Gu Xuan out of the corner of his eye, his tone slightly somber.
"As a result, Brother Gu Xuan rejected them on the spot!"
After Mo Liqing finished speaking, his expression became serious.
"Grand Tutor, the incarnation of Jade Cauldron Immortal is now in Xiqi City."
"If they remain stationed there long-term, our army..."
He paused, his tone clearly showing worry.
"The situation on the battlefield is likely to escalate."
In the mirror, Wen Zhong listened to this report but did not speak immediately.
Instead, they fell into a brief silence.
A moment later.
"Yu Ding wishes to take on a disciple..."
Wen Zhong spoke slowly, his voice carrying a chilling solemnity.
"His incarnation remained in Xiqi..."
He paused for a moment, then looked up at Gu Xuan, his gaze deep.
"Previously, the people of the Chan Sect recruited disciples on a large scale to take their master's place in the calamity."
"Now it seems—"
"My senior brother, Master Yuding, holds Yang Jian in extremely high regard."
"Regarding this matter of accepting disciples..."
Wen Zhong narrowed his eyes, and two extremely cold beams of light instantly burst forth from them.
"Is it so that you can replace Yang Jian and be included in the Investiture of the Gods?"
boom!
The atmosphere inside the tent suddenly froze.
Mo Liqing and the others' expressions changed drastically.
The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect are afflicted with a calamity of death, and they need to find someone else to take their place in order to escape.
The seemingly benevolent intention of Master Yuding to bestow an immense opportunity...
Could they really be so treacherous and cunning?!
The so-called "accepting apprentices"...
He was just looking for a scapegoat to shield his most beloved disciple from the irreversible calamity of becoming a god?!
Gu Xuan's gaze darkened slightly, but his expression remained calm, and he did not speak.
"but……"
Wen Zhong looked at everyone's reactions and suddenly chuckled.
"But he made a mistake."
The expressions of the people inside the tent relaxed slightly.
I vaguely sensed that there was something more to the Grand Tutor's words.
Wen Zhong looked at Gu Xuan, a smug smile in his voice.
"Speaking of which, this matter does concern you."
"I have already relayed your news of breaking the Nine Li shackles, repelling Nezha with a single spear thrust, and intercepting Lei Zhenzi back to the sect."
As he spoke, Wen Zhong's smile deepened.
"Several of my senior uncles are quite interested in your exceptional abilities."
"Even I, this old man, received praise from those senior uncles, who commended me for my discerning eye in recognizing talent."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of emotion flashed in Gu Xuan's eyes.
Mo Liqing and the others were suddenly invigorated and held their breath.
Several senior uncles?
The Grand Tutor's uncles were all second-generation disciples of the Jie Sect!
Which one of them wasn't a powerful Golden Immortal who shook the primordial world?!
That's all for now.
Wen Zhong looked at Gu Xuan, his smile gradually fading.
His tone carried an unprecedented seriousness.
"One of my senior martial uncles..."
"I value you highly."
He paused, his voice echoing like a booming bell within the tent.
"Recently, he will personally leave the temple and go to the outskirts of Xiqi City to oversee the Shang army camp!"
Wen Zhong stared intently at Gu Xuan, his voice becoming even more solemn and serious.
"At that time—"
"Gu Xuan, go and greet them yourself."
Unable to contain his curiosity and excitement, Mo Lishou stepped forward and cautiously asked, "May I ask, Grand Tutor, which True Person of the Jie Sect are you?"
Wen Zhong's gaze did not waver from Gu Xuan for even a moment.
He merely parted his lips slightly and slowly uttered three words that carried immense weight.
"Zhao, Gong, Ming".
The three words fell.
The vast central command tent fell into a deathly silence in an instant.
Only the faint crackling sound of the candlelight could be heard.
Clang.
Mo Liqing's grip on the Qingyun Sword loosened slightly, almost uncontrollably.
The scabbard struck the leg armor with a dull thud.
Mo Lishou gasped, his bull-like eyes widening in shock. They were filled with horror.
Mo Lihai and Mo Lihong exchanged a glance, both seeing an undisguised turmoil in each other's eyes.
Zhao Gongming...
The absolute leader among the outer disciples of the Jie Sect!
A powerful being from the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm!
With twenty-four Sea-Stabilizing Pearls in his palm, he was a top-tier powerhouse whose might shook the primordial world!
Such an existence...
They actually valued the Gu brothers so much that they personally went down the mountain?!
Mo Liqing turned his head with difficulty to look at the black-armored youth beside him.
He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, and in the end, he could only manage to utter a dry sentence.
"Brother Gu Xuan..."
"This time..."
He didn't know how to describe what came next.
But the intense, overwhelming shock and envy in his eyes said it all.
Upon hearing the name "Zhao Gongming".
Gu Xuan's heart is deep inside his chest cavity.
It also twitched slightly, out of control.
Gu Xuan took a deep breath.
Deep within his dark eyes, ripples of emotion stirred.
Wen Zhong looked at Gu Xuan's reaction, which, despite its turmoil, still allowed him to maintain his composure, and his admiration almost overflowed.
"Prepare well and do not be impolite."
"Your humble servant obeys."
Mo Liqing and the others exchanged glances and shouted in unison, "Yes!"
Just as they were about to take their leave, Wen Zhong suddenly spoke again: "Mo Liqing."
"Grand Tutor."
"Given Gu Xuan's achievements, he should have been promoted."
Wen Zhong glanced at Gu Xuan and said, "It's just that Xiqi has Yang Jian, Nezha and other third-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, so they still need this junior to keep them in check in the vanguard position."
"Military rank will remain unchanged for now."
"I will pass on a secret divine skill to him as compensation for this reward."
After speaking, Wen Zhong looked at Mo Liqing and the others: "You may all step back."
Mo Liqing was taken aback, but then immediately realized what was happening.
He glanced at Gu Xuan, a deep envy flashing in his eyes, and decisively cupped his hands, saying, "Yes!"
He then led his three brothers and strode away from the main tent.
"Splash!"
The heavy curtains fell, shutting out the cold wind from outside.
The heavy footsteps of the four demon generals gradually faded away outside the tent until they disappeared completely.
Inside the vast central command tent.
Only the candlelight flickered, casting dappled shadows.
Only Gu Xuan remained, standing before the ancient bronze mirror like a straight spear.
In the mirror, Wen Zhong looked at him, his voice low and slow.
"Step forward."
Gu Xuan did not hesitate.
Accompanied by a slight knocking sound from the armor plates.
Take a steady step forward and stand three feet in front of the mirror.
"I observe that your physical body is strong and your blood energy is like a dragon."
"I will now pass on a technique to you—"
"Battle Divine Power!"
The words fell.
Wen Zhong slowly raised his hand.
An ancient, dark yellow light condensed from his fingertips.
Within the light, a colossal, towering phantom faintly emerged.
then......
With a flick of his finger, he aimed straight at Gu Xuan's brow!
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