Stepping on the cloud ladder, the forbidden law floats, the clouds dissipate, and a majestic heavenly palace appears in front of everyone. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Xuanjian Palace!

Canghong Daoist raised his head and looked at the simple Taoist inscriptions engraved on the majestic Heavenly Palace, one stroke at a time, which seemed to carry the Heavenly Sword Dao, the edge was revealed, and the avenue was transformed.

The two boys stood behind, as if they were stupid, looking up at this majestic and magnificent heavenly palace with dull eyes, standing on the ladder, they suddenly had a feeling of ascending to the sky and asking.

"Boom ............"

Breaking the sorrowful pace, he waved his hand to open the palace door, rode the wind, and floated in, behind him, the three of them looked slightly moved, and stepped in turn.

The mirror shadow of the Baizhang hall is bright, as fine and dusty as when leaving, the clouds are self-generated, the central spiritual platform is high, the void is shattered, and thousands of lights and shadows are sprinkled, majestic and immense.

The dome is like a curtain, the sky is reflected, like a sword domain, ten thousand swords move, with a mysterious trajectory disillusionment derived, like the stars bright and shining, this ups and downs.

With the spiritual pedestal as the axis, the twelve starlight sword pillars fall from the dome canopy, divided into left and right, corresponding to the twelve white jade dao platforms.

"Bi Bufan, now, are you willing to worship me as a teacher?"

Sitting on the spiritual platform, with thousands of lights and shadows behind him, he smiled indifferently, stared at Bi Bufan below, and asked slowly.

Hearing this, Bi Bufan took a deep breath, stepped forward, looked at the figure floating out of the dust above, and thought of the picture of the sword descending from the sky, breaking the sorrow and the wide sleeves of the wind, and stepping on the clouds.

Suddenly, his eyes were firm, and without the slightest hesitation, he knelt down and bowed: "Disciple Bi Bufan, I am willing to listen to the sermon under the master's seat, and swear to serve the sect with this body!"

With a smile on his cheeks, with a wave of his big sleeves, Bi Bufan stood up involuntarily.

"Xuantian Sect doesn't have so many rules and precepts, but there are three, you must keep them in mind!"

His eyes swept over everyone, and he seemed to see through people's hearts, and his face was calm and he spoke again, these words were not only for Bi Bufan, but also for Wei Hongyu and Canghong Daoren.

"The first one, respect the teacher, those who have the teacher's kindness will be killed!"

"The second one, grievances and grievances are clear; today's cause, tomorrow's fruit, between the same door, can decide the winner, regardless of life and death! Those who kill each other in private, regardless of the reason, abolish their cultivation, and expel the Xuantian Sect together, and those who kill will pay for their lives!!"

"Article 3, no rebellion, those who betray the sect for no reason, the poor and the blue fall into the Yellow Spring, the punishment will not be spared, and the form and spirit will be destroyed!!"

The voice is not loud, the words are sonorous, like sharp swords, imprinted into the hearts of the three people, killing and killing, like a heavenly strip!

Bi Bufan and Wei Hongyu's faces were awe-inspiring, and they remembered every word in their hearts, and bowed down to make a promise.

Even Canghong Daoist was trembling and nodded silently.

"Congratulations to the host for receiving Bi Bufan, a disciple of his own lineage, and a chance to win a lottery, with a reputation value of +1ooo. At present, we still need to accept two more disciples to complete the task of accepting disciples, and I hope that the host will continue to work hard!"

After a long time, the sorrow finally came to the long-lost system prompt sound, at this moment, to his ears, it was like a heavenly sound, pleasant and moving.

A smile appeared on his face, calculating the time, if there was no accident, Su Mo should be on the way here, that is to say, he only needs to find another son of destiny and collect it under the door, this damn task of collecting apprentices can almost be successfully completed!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel better, and the smile on my face became more and more kind, although Canghong Dao and Wei Hongyu didn't know how to feel it, they didn't think much about it.

It made Bi Bufan a little moved, but he didn't expect that after the master accepted him as an apprentice, he would be so happy, and thinking of his attitude under the Shenmu Cliff, he couldn't help but feel more guilty.

"Sect Master, do you have a retreat place where the fire and spiritual veins gather?"

Seeing that Bi Bufan officially worshiped Broken Sorrow as a teacher, Canghong Daoist was also relieved, stroked his beard, and thought of the strange treasures and elixirs in his storage bag, his heart was suddenly hot, and he couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, he was stunned, glanced at the old man, saw the anxious look on his face, and after thinking about it for a while, he understood, and suddenly felt unable to cry or laugh.

"There is a small island in the middle of the Yanhu Lake in Beishan, the fire in the middle of the earth gathers and gushes unquenched, there is a red crystal deposit, the fire is extremely full of spiritual energy, I think it should be with Taoist friends. ”

"In addition, there are countless flame-tailed poisonous bees on the island, guarding the red crystal veins, and now that Daoist friends have joined my Xuantian Sect, as long as they don't take the initiative to attack them, they won't arouse their hostility. ”

Canghong Daoren looked overjoyed, stroked his beard and nodded, and said, "Okay, you guys are here to chat first, and the old man won't bother." ”

The words fell, and the person had already walked to the door of the main hall, and the Purple Fire Divine Sword floated out, and the next moment, it seemed that the Blade was about to leave.

Seeing this, Xuan Chou was speechless, this old man's fiery temperament, he wanted to come out one by one, and he didn't know how he cultivated to the peak of the Dragon and Tiger and became a top refining master.

"Fellow Daoists, slow down!"

Seeing that Canghong Daoist was about to step out of the palace gate, the sword flew away, and he was anxious in his heart, and shouted with the black lines full of his head.

"Forehead ..........."

Canghong Daoist froze, stopped, a purple fire divine sword hung in the three-foot void, he looked back at Xuan Chou, his eyes showed a touch of doubt, and said, "What else is the matter with the sect master?"

He shook his head with a wry smile, and said with a hint of helplessness: "Daoist Canghong, before you retreat, there is still something to do, and I want to ask you for help." ”

"Huh?" Canghong Dao's eyes showed a hint of surprise, and then he said: "The sect master doesn't have to be like this, the old man has now entered the Xuantian Sect, and he can only speak up if he has something." ”

Hearing this, a faint smile appeared on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a pair of ice crystal wings several zhang wide hung in the air, the wing bones were like Ge, like a jade cast, and the feathers on it were like swords, crystal blue and deep, shining with a cold cold light.

The wings trembled lightly, the cold wind swept around, and with it as the center, the frost spread and spread in all directions, and the extreme victory over the cold.

It was obviously a dead thing, but at this time, in the eyes of everyone, it was like an ice luan divine bird descending, majestic and sacred, exuding an awe-inspiring aura that could not be blasphemed.

"Bingluan Wings!!"

Canghong Daoren was slightly moved, his divine flames soared, melting away the frost on his body, his pupils contracted, his eyes stared at the pair of crystal blue wings in the void, and he refused to move a bit.

Duan Chou nodded and smiled indifferently: "This is the wings of a sixth-order ice luan, I hope that Daoist friends will take action and refine it into a top-level spiritual weapon that can be promoted to a magic weapon." ”

"Spirit weapon?" Canghong Daoist was stunned for a moment, came back to his senses, and frowned: "A pair of sixth-order Bingluan's wings, and they are intact, as long as they are supplemented by the corresponding refining materials, it takes some time and energy, and the old decay is completely sure that it will be refined into a top-grade or even a top-grade magic weapon, why do you need to do more?"

"This treasure is forged for Hong Yu. Broken sorrow said lightly.