The land of Middle-earth is vast, and the people and customs are very different from those in southern Xinjiang, and most of the Qingchi disciples are stepping into Middle-earth for the first time, so it is inevitable that they will be curious on this road, and they can't help but look around. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Fortunately, everyone was not in a hurry, and Xue Cheng was also wandering around by them, he just told him that Middle Earth and Southern Xinjiang were different, so they must not cause trouble at will. Even if something happens, you must deal with it calmly and not be impatient.

Everyone saw that Elder Xue Cheng, who had always had a fiery personality, had become so low-key, although they were slightly surprised, but everyone had some unknown awe for the mysterious Middle Earth, coupled with the influence of the attitude of the elders in the audience, so everything seemed to have become low-key.

Along the way, Che Wuwu has been hanging behind everyone, anyway, although most of these Qingchi disciples are a little familiar, but none of them can really talk about it. So Che Wuwu didn't go with them, he just thought about some thoughts casually, occasionally looking at the rows of towering ancient trees next to the avenue, or listening to the high-minded chatter of the Qingchi disciples in front of him, so he didn't have a self-satisfied mood.

But this self-satisfaction was shattered when he entered Middle-earth. Previously, Yun Fan was also like everyone else, a few people got together and said something casually. But Yun Fan's personality is really a little weird, or a little silly, often after a few words, everyone can't stand his thinking and tone, so they can't talk about it after three or two sentences, and the conversation collapses.

But Yun Fan's strength is obvious to all, after all, he is the third place on the Qingchi potential list, although everyone rejects him a little and is reluctant to talk to him, but he is cheeky and mixed with everyone, and he has to interject a few words at a critical time. So when they saw him speak, they couldn't help but shut their mouths, and listened to him alone.

Yun Fan was talking and talking, seeing that no one paid attention to him, and when he was bored, he would get together with a few other people, but whenever he got together, there was no sound anywhere. After a few waves like this, Yun Fan was also a little aggrieved, if it weren't for the presence of all the elders, he would have to hang these guys up one by one and beat them up.

Yang Fengge and a few people were also chatting in the stable, Yun Fan looked at Yang Fengge just nodding indifferently, looking very cold, and couldn't help but secretly stick out his tongue, their group Yun Fan didn't dare to interject, after all, he was jealous of Yang Fengge from the bottom of his heart. Yun Fan was bored, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the car hanging behind the crowd, Yun Fan couldn't help but be overjoyed, how did he forget this guy......

So since stepping into Middle-earth, Yunfan has been constantly bombarding Che Wuwu, but fortunately, Che Wuwu is indifferent, and he doesn't fight with him when he encounters any problems, of course, Che Wuwu also knows that he can't fight with him. In this way, Che Wuwu chatted with Yun Fan without a ride, but Yun Fan seemed to have met a confidant, and kept publishing his 'Mom Says Mom Says'.

Sometimes when it comes to happiness, Yun Fan's voice will be very high, causing the crowd in front of him to look back, they really don't understand, how can the three generations of disciples of Che Wuwu talk so vigorously with a fool. They couldn't figure it out, and finally had to come to such a conclusion, which is probably what people often say is that people gather like and things are grouped.

Of course, Che Wuwu also noticed the strange eyes of others, and even Li Yiqiu, who was like a goddess from above, glanced at them slightly strangely. But Che Wuwu didn't care at all, anyway, they all boasted of being geniuses, and they weren't the same kind of people as themselves, anyway, it wasn't the first time they and Yun Fan had cooperated, and the last time they were in the Tower of Babel, they also robbed some of them from their treasures, so thinking about it, Che Wuwu and Yun Fan chatted more energetically. As for the little unhappiness with Yunfan before, it has long since disappeared.

So everyone along the way, stop and go, fortunately, the mounts under the crotch of everyone are very good, although everyone is not very hurried, but also after three months into the territory of Ganzhou, Huashan is already in sight.

With the rapid whipping of everyone, the figure of Huashan gradually became clear, from a distance, Huashan is like a giant sword piercing the sky, and a mysterious aura of ancient spectrum is coming straight to everyone. Good mountain, really good mountain, no wonder this Huashan Sword Sect can have such a name.

After walking for another day, with the eyes of everyone, I finally saw the whole picture of Huashan. There are thirteen main peaks in Huashan, each of which is verdant and jasper, especially the main peak of Tongtian that is surrounded by twelve main peaks in the middle, there is a faint momentum of force, which makes people can't help but sway their hearts at a glance, and they feel like worshipping straight up.

No wonder many peerless geniuses have rushed straight to Huashan, but this momentum is more than a step stronger than the Qingchi Sword Sect, even if all the disciples are arrogant, but at this time, they can't help but feel slightly complicated. The mountain is named after the immortals, the immortals are spiritual, Huashan has such momentum, there is such luck, needless to say that there are countless geniuses gathered on it. The sword is out of Huashan, and it is really a sword out of Huashan!

"Why, it's a head weaker than it?" Xue Cheng looked at the low morale of the disciples, and couldn't help frowning and shouted: "Cultivating immortals and cultivating hearts, cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, and not even having such a heart, how can you become a talent, how can you become a genius?"

The disciples couldn't help but lift their spirits under Xue Cheng's big drink. They can enter the Qingchi potential ranking since they are also talented, they were just a moment of God to take it, then reacted, and then looked at the Huashan Tongtian Peak, although they also felt that the ancient rhyme was high, the cypress was verdant, and the momentum was compelling. But at this time, everyone is appreciative, and there are no other feelings mixed in.

Xue Cheng has been paying attention to Yang Fengge's reaction in the crowd, this is the person Li Muqiu told him to pay attention to, and when the others saw the thirteen peaks of Huashan, they couldn't help but take it away. Even if it's some of the better ones, it's a look of exclamation, shock, or whatever. But from beginning to end, Yang Fengge's expression has always been faint, and even his eyes have not fluctuated at all.

"This son will become a great weapon!" Xue Cheng's eyes couldn't help shrinking, and he secretly commented on Yang Fengge in his heart, even the genius who took a look at the real person in charge of the sect was really extraordinary. It is no wonder that he can be rated as a rare figure in the 100-year history of the Yang family in Qingchi.

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