Chapter 1607
Chapter 1607: Chapter 1357: Suspected of Concealing Ineptitude_2 Chapter 1607: Chapter 1357: Suspected of Concealing Ineptitude_2 The inevitable journey of a long life.
If deeply affected, one can easily become lost on the path ahead.
Heading towards an unknown road.
This situation lasted for three days.
The onlookers came in an unending stream.
Don't tell me the Heavenly Note Sect has so few people with literary talent? Jiang Hao watched the approaching crowd and couldn't help but sigh.
But if this goes on, wouldn't it be very easy for me to be discovered?
Just then, he suddenly realized that Tang Ya and the others had come to the Cliff of Broken Hearts.
Too bad he hadn't thought of a good identity to use to approach them.
After hesitating for a while, he sent out two Mountain and Sea Seals.
Within them were his understanding of the Dao and his insights into the Vast Heaven Platform.
At the same time.
Zhu Shen and his group were walking in the forest.
“Lately, the Cliff of Broken Hearts has been quite lively, they say the Poetic Immortal of the Heavenly Note Sect is here, just in time for us to come and witness,” said Zhu Shen with a smile.
He had read those two poems.
Not bad, but nowhere related to good.
Yet they were revered as works of shocking brilliance.
It made one curious, just what kind of person could produce such “works of shocking brilliance.”
Tang Ya, on the other hand, felt they were quite okay.
But just as they had arrived, they suddenly felt the oppressive might of the Mountain and Sea Seal bearing down on them.
The two were terrified.
They reacted quickly.
However, it was to no avail.
Just like that, they were enveloped by the might of the Mountain and Sea.
Standing there completely stunned.
The Mountain and Sea Seals turned into a barrier of strength and protected them.
From their initial surprise, their eyebrows relaxed.
They entered a state of enlightenment.
Jiang Hao, sensing all this, nodded slightly.
Their talents were indeed high.
Thus, he continued with his own affairs.
Watering the Heavenly Fragrance Dao Flower every day, grooming it with purple spiritual energy.
Over a hundred years, it hadn't grown much.
How many years it would take to bloom, he didn't know.
Of course, Jiang Hao didn't want it to bloom too soon either.
Once there was no need to water it, then he would not be able to get the bubbles.
Of course, it would only be for a few hundred years.
Because after surpassing True Immortals, Jiang Hao felt that nothing here could produce blue bubbles anymore.
Especially since there are no small realms in Daluo, bubbles are not much use.
Unexpectedly, there would come a day when he would have to ponder the absence of bubbles.
Truly unimaginable.
After being busy for a while, Jiang Hao sat down under a simple wooden hut.
Suddenly, he remembered that Chu Jie was coming to the Heavenly Note Sect, and Chu Chuan's whereabouts were unknown.
“Let's see.” Jiang Hao began to comprehend the Daily Appraisal of karma in the Ruins of Return.
The karma of Chu Chuan appeared rapidly, followed by a scene emerging in his eyes.
He saw a man holding a pitch-black Million Soul Banner standing in front of some young men and women, saying:
“I'm here to save you, don't worry, I am a person of the righteous path.”
“Senior, is that a magical treasure in your hand?” asked a little immortal.
Chu Chuan looked seriously at the other and said, “Yes, this is the righteous Heavenly Thunder Banner.”
“Then why is the thunder on the senior's banner black?” the little immortal asked again.
Chu Chuan seemed to have expected this question and said seriously:
“This is the Yin Five Thunder.
“You are familiar with the Yang Five Thunder, it's normal that you don't recognize this.”
The crowd nodded, understanding the explanation.
With that, Chu Chuan led everyone outward to kill: “Follow me, my Heavenly Thunder Banner will protect you. Don't be scared by any ghostly wails or wolf howls, that's the sound of enemies screaming under the thunder.”
“Don't ask why I'm saving you, it's because I am a person of the righteous path.
“Of course, having suppressed me for so many years, they have become quite united, so today I will let them join the banner and become brothers.”
“Senior, which sect are you from? How can we thank you later?” Suddenly someone asked.
Upon hearing this, Chu Chuan smiled and said, “Look for my senior brother, his name is Jiang Hao.”
As his words fell, Jiang Hao saw Chu Chuan leading everyone out to kill.
The Million Soul Banner was activated by him.
Countless people died under his soul banner, absorbed into it.
Although it was strenuous, he was truly slaughtering on all sides, albeit occasionally sustaining injuries.
But these unknown injuries couldn't defeat him, on the contrary, they made him increasingly powerful.
An unstoppable will and an invincible heart began to manifest in him.
The scene quickly faded.
Jiang Hao was gratified.
If only he hadn't mentioned his own name, it would have been even better.
“Fortunately, it's just about saying thanks to me, not too big a problem,” he breathed a sigh of relief.
Releasing someone also carried certain risks.
For now, Chu Chuan seemed to be a success story.
But he must take it as a cautionary tale.
Mu Longyu leaving must not be connected to him.
However, when perceiving the Ruins of Return, he always felt that this Daily Appraisal was somewhat extraordinary.
It seemed that there were still many uses he did not know about.
But currently, he had no clue.
After recovering, he suddenly sensed two presences.
They were extremely strong.
Somehow beyond the ordinary.
“They've come.”
They had arrived at the entrance of the Spirit Herb Garden.
Jiang Hao dared not look, as looking would make it easy to be discovered.
Moreover, he already knew who they were without looking.
Wan Xiu and Senior Brother.
These two who demanded poetry from him daily.
They were here most likely because of those two poems.
It was not wise to stay here for long.
Better to leave first and talk later.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the Spirit Herb Garden, Jiang Hao saw both of them.
One was drinking wine, the other had hands behind his back.
Their gazes rested on the two lines of poetry that were framed.
“I don't mean to look down on the Heavenly Note Sect,” Wan Xiu sighed, “but their actions make me feel disdainful.
“Was such fanfare really necessary for just these two poems?”
“I told you it would end up like this, you didn't believe me.
“I've done this before, and what did it all amount to?” Senior Brother put down his wine gourd and said:
“You have no idea. They came up with all kinds of verses. Once they are submitted, you'll understand.”
“Now that you mention it, I'm actually looking forward to seeing what ridiculous verses will turn up.”
At this moment, Jiang Hao paid his respects to them and was about to leave.
“Wait a moment.” Wan Xiu suddenly spoke.
Jiang Hao's heart skipped a beat, and he respectfully saluted: “I have seen the two seniors.”
“Are you a disciple here?” Wan Xiu asked.
Jiang Hao nodded: “Yes.”
“Do you know who wrote that poem?” Wan Xiu pointed to the framed lines and asked.
Jiang Hao hesitantly answered:
“It's the poetry of the top disciple.”
“What do you think of it?” Wan Xiu asked.
“Naturally, it's excellent,” Jiang Hao replied.
It was somewhat awkward.
He surely couldn't say it was mediocre, could he?
After all, everyone was praising it.
“Can you write poetry?” Wan Xiu asked.
After a pause, he took out ten thousand spirit stones and said:
“Compose one, and these are yours.”
Ten thousand spirit stones.
It was not a small amount.
“This junior has limited knowledge and talent.” Ultimately, Jiang Hao decided against it.
Being pestered by these two was troublesome.
“Do you know us?” Wan Xiu asked again.
“Seniors from the Bright Moon Sect,” Jiang Hao replied.
“How did you recognize us?”
“Because Senior Brother Senior has been to the Heavenly Note Sect.”
Hearing this, Wan Xiu was taken aback and turned to look at Senior Brother.
“Didn't I tell you, I've tried this trick before?” Senior Brother said, drinking his wine.
Wan Xiu didn't concern himself with Senior Brother's remark but turned to Jiang Hao and said, “Then why are you avoiding us?”
Jiang Hao found it a bit hard to say.
“Because those verses were written by you?” Wan Xiu pointed to the framed poetry and said.
Jiang Hao reluctantly nodded: “Yes.”
“Really excellent?” Senior Brother asked curiously.
Jiang Hao quickly shook his head: “You flatter me, seniors.”
Why was he still being targeted after having written them so poorly?
Wan Xiu looked at Jiang Hao for a while and said, “I believe Friend Xing has some skill. Do you drink? We'd like to invite you to drink with us and then chant and compete in poetry.”
Jiang Hao: “…”
“As the tenth ranked top disciple, I need to prepare for the challenges from all disciples in the sect, so I dare not slack off,” Jiang Hao replied.
“That's a pity,” Wan Xiu wasn't going to make it difficult.
With that, Jiang Hao finally left.
After he had gone,
Senior Brother asked curiously, “What are you doing? Why bother a junior for no reason?”
“This person is not simple,” Wan Xiu retracted his gaze and said.
Senior Brother, a little tipsy, asked, “What's not simple about him?”
“He's concealing his talent,” Wan Xiu said offhandedly:
“And he must have powerful backing. A normal person would jump at the chance to drink with us, they'd be overjoyed.”
“But he wasn't happy about it.
“As if he was afraid we'd discover some secret.”
“Should we calculate?” Senior Brother asked.
“Let's not bother, why pry into these things for no reason? My intention was just to hear two of his poems,” Wan Xiu sighed.
“No matter, let's just wait. It will still be interesting once those verses are submitted,” Senior Brother said with a chuckle.