On the top of Wangjian Cliff, this sitting has been a long time, but in front of the mountain gate of this Qingyang Palace, it is already full of people. Flash Dance

In front of the mountain gate.

Zhao Yi and Bai Soul stood there, looking at the many people around them, among them there were many stewards of various halls again, all of them were at the peak of the Xuan Immortal Realm, and there were even masters who had just entered the Xuan Zun.

"I'm sorry, seniors. My master said that the hall master is in retreat and cultivating, and it is inconvenient to meet guests. In the face of many people, Zhao Yi could only salute respectfully.

Retreat?

When the people present heard this, they immediately smiled disdainfully.

A man in black clothes and black and white Taoist robes said in a hoarse voice: "Your hall master is just a cultivator of the fairy realm, if he goes to our halls, he is just a disciple of the outer room. Now, we have come to inform us that the lords of each hall have specially admired their faces and are ready to congratulate the lord of your family on the succession of the lord of the hall. What's the matter? Is the cultivation of your hall master more important than meeting our hall masters?"

"My master's retreat is naturally a top priority. Bai Soul said disdainfully: "Our master succeeded to the position of the master of the Qingyang Palace, and he did not inform the halls, let alone invite the halls to celebrate, do you still have to force the halls to come to the Qingyang Hall to congratulate?"

Zhao Baichen has a generous nature and knows the number of etiquette. It's just that Bai Soul Ye is used to it, so he naturally won't take these people in his eyes, and he is not afraid of any Xuan Immortals and Xuan Zun.

When the people of the halls heard this, they were immediately furious.

The black-and-white Dao-robed man who spoke in front of him said coldly: "A demon slave is so bold that he dares to storm our halls?"

"This is the Mountain Gate of the Qingyang Palace, why do you still want to do it before we go to the Mountain Gate of the Qingyang Palace?

There is no one in Qingyang Palace? That's not no one, it's just that in the temple examination for recruiting disciples, an elder pressed the stewards of each hall so much that they couldn't raise their heads.

The man in the black and white robe gritted his teeth, and finally didn't dare to make a move.

On the other side, a man in purple said softly: "Little girl, the Qingyang Palace is one of the side halls of the Imperial Palace, although it has not opened the mountain gate for a long time, it is still a part of my Imperial Palace. The position of the lord of this hall does not mean that whoever wants to succeed can succeed him, you still persuade the master of your family, or don't hold your own identity. “

This.

When everyone present heard this, they immediately echoed: "Yes, the hall master of the Qingyang Palace, who is the one who is succeeded by your master when he says that he will succeed him?" The hall masters of our halls did not nod, he is not the master of a hall. A fairyland still puts such a big shelf with us, do you really think of yourself as a green onion?"

Call.

Just when everyone was talking, there was already a majestic energy in the mountain gate of Qingyang Palace.

This momentum broke through the mountain gate, and immediately knocked a group of people in front of the mountain gate to the ground, and even the two Xuanzun Realm monks who were among them were forced to retreat more than a dozen steps.

"My hall master of Qingyang Palace, when will it be your turn to talk nonsense?" Chu Wenguang's deep voice came from the mountain gate, and he said: "Let me go back and tell you the hall masters that our hall master of Qingyang Hall is in retreat, and it is inconvenient to meet guests. When the master of our family hall comes out, he will naturally go out of the mountain gate to meet each other. As for you, get out of here now. “

Get lost?

The people present were staring at each other, but they didn't dare to rush into the mountain gate of Qingyang Hall and make a move with Chu Wenguang, and a group of people were not Chu Wenguang's opponents.

Before the mountain gate, Zhao Yi saluted slightly embarrassed, and then turned around and entered the mountain gate with the white soul.

In the main hall.

When Zhao Yi saw Chu Wenguang, he instinctively felt a little afraid.

Chu Wenguang glanced at it and said coldly: "My Qingyang Hall disciple has always been arrogant, why do you have such a coward now." From today onwards, you will be cultivating your sword in the mountains, and you will not be allowed to go out of the mountain gate for ten years. “

Decade!

It's a complete lockdown.

It's just that Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and saluted respectfully: "Master, the disciple takes the order." “

Ten years can't go out of the mountain, it may be a bit long for others, but Zhao Yi doesn't think it's a long time. Back then, in order to break through the fairyland, it was common for him to practice penance in one place for a few years.

The hall masters of each hall originally planned to come to Qingyang Hall to see the situation, but now, they were rejected by Chu Wenguang. Suddenly, the hall masters of each hall had anger in their hearts, but they couldn't do anything else, so they could only wait and see, waiting for the Eight Extremes Hall to make a decision. After all, the Eight Extremes Hall is now the true master of the Imperial Palace.

In the main hall of the Eight Poles.

A middle-aged man with a slightly feminine appearance was playing with a array plate in his hand, but this small array plate was constantly gathering the aura of heaven and earth and constantly flowing into the middle-aged man's hand.

"Hall Master, this Qingyang Hall doesn't take our halls seriously. A middle-aged woman said in a cold voice: "If this continues, how can we have the face of the supreme position of the Eight Extremes Palace?"

On the other side, the old man also nodded and said, "Hall Master, I have to care about this matter." If it weren't for the fact that the Qingyang Sword Immortal was recruited into the Heavenly Palace and then left rashly, and many people in the Qingyang Palace fell into obsession in order to understand the third word, I am afraid that it would not be my turn to be the master of the Eight Poles Palace. Now, the Qingyang Hall has re-emerged from the mountain gate, and the hall master has been set up again. The old man heard that the hall master was only more than a hundred years old, and with the help of the Immortal Realm, he beheaded many Golden Immortal Realm monks from the ring, and even killed the children of the family secretly cultivated by an elder of the Imperial Palace, plus Chu Wenguang was also a demon back then, if the Qingyang Palace continues to develop like this, I am afraid that the lord of the Eight Extremes Hall will not be guaranteed. “

Everyone present is most concerned about the throne of this imperial palace.

The hall master of the Eight Extremes Hall is also the current palace master of the Imperial Palace, his eyes were a little hazy, and his voice was hoarse and said: "Since I am in the position of the supreme, I naturally do the things of the supreme. This Qingyang Palace is one of the side halls of my Imperial Palace, so I should be respected. “

When the people below heard this, a man suddenly spoke: "The palace master ordered, I will go and arrest that kid and ask him for the crime." “

"I am the palace master of the Imperial Palace, the supreme party here, the Qingyang Palace is one of the side halls under my door, why should I attack my own people?" The hall master of the Eight Poles Hall said with a hoarse smile: "From today onwards, the Eight Poles Hall must not disturb the cultivation of the hall master of the Qingyang Palace, and wait for the hall master of the Qingyang Hall to come out." Also, the disciples of the Eight Extremes Hall are not allowed to ask about the affairs of the Qingyang Palace. “

This?

Those present were stunned.

The middle-aged woman who spoke earlier hesitated, "Hall Master, do we have to wait for the Qingyang Hall to become bigger?"

"Let's wait. The hall master of the Eight Extremes Hall chuckled and said, "We can wait slowly, but some people may not be able to wait." “

When many people present heard this, they immediately understood a few people.

The hall master of the Eight Extremes Hall hesitated for a few moments, and then spoke: "That's right." This year's Tianxing Club and the palace examination have ended. Isn't it the turn of the wolf hunt in a few months?"

Sirius hunting?

The people present were stunned for a moment, and then nodded again. This wolf hunt is also a matter for young disciples to participate in, and if they find a ranking, they can get a reward, which can be regarded as a test for new inner temple disciples.

"The order goes down. This year's wolf hunt, each temple must send people to participate. Under the Xuan Immortal Realm, there are at least ten people. The hall master of the Eight Extremes Hall continued: "If the number of people in each hall is insufficient, how many people will participate under the Xuan Immortal Realm. “

How many participated, how many?

When everyone below heard this, their eyes suddenly lit up, and they all received orders: "Obey the palace master's orders." “

……

Under the Lookout Cliff.

Lin Feng had been sitting for more than a month and a half, and a breath loomed around him, and with the surge of breath, the sand and dust on the ground around Lin Feng also rotated, and gradually the ground rubble formed a whirlpool, enveloping Lin Feng quietly. The whirlpool converged for a long time, and gradually the rubble collided and turned into powder and dust.

This is the Seven Killings Sword Intent, and the condensed Sword Intent is about to turn into substance. It's just that Lin Feng's sword intent has just been condensed, and it doesn't even have a range of one meter, so it can't be used against the enemy at all.

In the Book Pavilion.

The old man in black held the ancient book in his hand, and looked in the direction of Wangjian Cliff with some surprise.

"This ...... It's only been a month and a half!" the old man in black muttered.

The white-clothed old man in the Treasure Pavilion sighed lightly and said, "The seven-star sword body is indeed a genius who cultivates the way of the sword. Even if you were back then, it would have taken you three months to condense this sword intent, right?"

"Three months, it's just a palm outside the body. The old man in black sat in the library and talked to the old man in white in the air, and said with an embarrassed face: "He has already condensed one meter." “

The old man in white smiled indifferently: "I have my own fate, and I can't compare with it when I cultivate my sword." He has condensed the Seven Killings Sword Intent, now you are satisfied, right? The road behind him, let him walk slowly by himself, he will be able to find his own way after all. If you really enter the way of the sword, it's not too late for you to teach him. “

"I ...... I'm afraid that if I wait any longer, I won't be qualified to teach him then. The old man in black said speechlessly.