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Within Jian Zhi's room in the Towering Wind City's mayor's mansion.

"This kid, he really lives up to his expectations!"

In the room, Jian Zhi closed his eyes tightly as waves of Nine Color Sword Qis rippled around him. Fortunately, these waves were relatively soft. If it was a normal sword Qi, then the room would have been destroyed.

Elder Shi sat beside Jian Zhi, staring closely at his surroundings. In his heart, aside from being gratified, he was only nervous about Jian Zhi's success in the future.

In a room in the City Lord's Mansion, Duan Ya was quietly sitting on his bed as he cultivated. At this time, he suddenly opened his eyes with a face full of disbelief as he muttered to himself: "How is this possible? It took me five years to break through. It's only been a few days! "Including the fact that I only spent less than a year in the Towering Wind Tower, this is unbelievable!"

In the other room, with his eyes closed, Lestat frowned and then opened his eyes. His face was filled with surprise, and naturally, he could also feel that powerful fluctuation, but it was not as sharp as Duan Ya's. He could not guess who had broken through.

However, at this time, Qingfeng Yan'er, who had previously had no focal point in her eyes, was suddenly startled. She immediately looked around, and it was obvious that she had also noticed the fluctuation that only existed in the ascension stage. When she found the location of the fluctuation, other than disbelief, there was also a trace of emotion in her eyes.

The reason why her senses were so acute and why Lestat could not sense them had nothing to do with her true identity.

In Xue Zixuan's room, she was also looking forward to breaking through, but when she felt the change, her first thought was Jian Zhi. She immediately calmed down the sword qi in her body, got up and left the room, and quickly ran towards Jian Zhi's room. With Xue Zixuan's current strength, even if she didn't fly, with the support of her Sword Qi, her speed was still not to be underestimated.

Xue Zixuan, who was quietly standing at the door, wanted to knock on it, but when she realized that Jian Zhi was about to break through, she could only wait quietly. However, at this time, Elder Shi's voice rang in her mind: "Zi Xuan, come in. "It's fine!"

When she saw Jian Zhi sitting quietly on the bed, she was shocked to discover that from the surface of his body, nine colored lights constantly flickered and actually almost covered the entire room. Although the light in the room didn't have any substantial attacking power, it still gave Xue Zixuan a kind of shock that came from the depths of her soul. After all, a pressure like this thing was very difficult to resist.

However, the sword qi ripples emitted by Jian Zhi today were actually the strength of a high level Sword Saint, which was exactly one level higher than Xue Zi's. That was why Xue Zixuan could feel the pressure coming from this room, however, every time this level of pressure was increased by one stage, the pressure would increase exponentially, and there was no need to intentionally use it. As long as one's aura was released, they could suppress the enemy by several folds.

"What happened to teacher?" Xue Zixuan probed the room.

"Hehe!" He had read one of the world's most soul-poems, which was why it was like this. It should be ending soon. Little girl, wait a moment, the little guy will wake up soon. "Elder Shi's laughter resounded in Xue Zixuan's mind.

"En!"

Nodding her head, Xue Zixuan waved her hand and a rainbow colored immortal aura floated past. Soon after, a chair floated over to Jian Zhi's side and Xue Zixuan quietly sat on it. She worriedly stared at Jian Zhi, unwilling to move her gaze away even half a step.

"This boy is really lucky. I wonder just which lifetime's worth of fortune he obtained from finding such a good girl!" Elder Shi thought to himself. When he thought of himself, he couldn't help but feel sad.

As the rainbow walked forward, Jian Zhi continued to walk forward. Right! He didn't run nor did he step on the air as he quietly strolled within the rainbow. In his mind, he constantly recalled the events of the past years, one after another, resounding in his mind.

After that, he went to the Saudi City for a sneak attack. Then, on his thirteenth birthday, when he was most happy and saddened, when he saw the sad faces of the people, the bloody caravan, the story of the Towering Wind City, the series of waves in the imperial city, the massacre of the Blood Blade Sects, and the endless memories of the Lingfeng Pagoda, he did not know how long it had been. At this moment, Jian Zhi's eyes focused as he saw the rainbow end.

Just as he was about to reach the edge of the rainbow, an old man with white hair and a beard suddenly appeared in front of Jian Zhi. When he saw this, he could not help but shout out in surprise, "Teacher! Why are you here? "

That's right! The old man who stood in front of Jian Zhi was Elder Shi. At this moment, Elder Shi's body was not weak, but real. "Since teacher has arrived here patiently, it's only a trace of your soul imprint. A soul poem is the hardest thing to read in this world. However, if you succeed, anyone who successfully reads a soul poem will definitely have a breakthrough, so congratulations!

Looking at Elder Shi in front of him, he listened to his words quietly. In his happiness, Jianji felt as if he had seen a real person. Then, a thought appeared in his mind, and he stretched out his arm to touch Elder Shi.

Just as Jian Zhi was about to touch Elder Shi, he saw Elder Shi hug him and a flash of surprise passed through Jian Zhi's heart before he allowed Elder Shi to hold him.

Drip! Drip! "Drip! Drip!"

Feeling the chill on his back, Jian Zhi's heart ached. His teacher was crying, why did he cry? Was your soul crying? I will definitely revive you. Definitely!

"Teacher!" Why is Xia Zhi doing this? "Why are you crying?" Xue Zixuan exclaimed.

Tears rolled down from the corners of Jian Zhi's eyes. They were tears of happiness. Elder Shi's expression was filled with emotion as he stared at Jian Zhi. His soul was filled with tears of luck.

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It's been a long time since I've had a moving chapter. I hope this chapter will let you feel the lonely and lucky tears of old poetry!" It was a feeling that no one could feel. A thousand years of loneliness, a thousand years of waiting ? there was no disappointment. It was just a kind of tears of luck!