The Spirit Sect is different from the Ziyang Sword Sect in the middle of the city, although it also has a station in a prosperous place, but it is more in line with the style of a cultivation sect. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The mountain is a nameless mountain, and the aura can only be regarded as medium in a barren place like Jianguo.

There is no unbeatable scenery in this place, and there is no cherished elixir fairy grass, only the word steep can be proud.

The mountain situation seems to have changed all of a sudden, very different from the other surrounding peaks, the spirit mountain named after the Spirit Sect is like a long sword piercing the sky, steep on all sides.

Such a dangerous and steep place that ordinary medicine pickers would not dare to climb here, but a staircase with a great slope magically appeared.

It may not be accurate to say that it is a ladder, because it is obvious that the person who built it was very careless, and simply used a sharp weapon to cut out something like a step.

Each step is not only high and shaky, but also different in size from one another, almost like a shoddy tofu dregs project.

However, although such a ladder is dangerous for ordinary people, it is difficult to overcome the Mengyan of self-cultivation.

At this time, he walked with steady steps, and went up with some eagerness.

In the past, although the Lingzong was much stronger than the Meng family, Meng Yan might not be like this, but now that he has a request for help, he chose the most respectful way to visit.

"Stomp, stomp!"

On the Ling Mountain in the early morning, there are already disciples of the Spirit Sect cultivating, although the Ling Mountain is steep, but the quiet mountain rock is an excellent place to cultivate. Suddenly, a very fast and crisp sound came from the mountain road, it was someone climbing.

This voice broke the calm, and the disciples of the Spirit Sect who had been quietly cultivating Qi woke up one after another.

"What's going on? Could it be that another junior disciple is going to join the inner gate?" the disciple who was far away suddenly asked suspiciously.

However, his words were immediately questioned, and a disciple affirmed: "Impossible, not to mention that no one in the outer gate has this strength at present, and even if you want to climb the mountain, you will greet you in advance, how can we suddenly come without us knowing?"

According to the rules of the Spirit Sect, the disciples of the outer sect can only officially join the Spirit Sect if they succeed in climbing the mountain alone. Therefore, those who can climb to the top of the mountain are all monks with a certain foundation. As for ordinary people, not to mention the difficulty of mountaineering, even if you are lucky enough to join, there will always be a day when you miss and lose your door when you go up and down on weekdays.

Therefore, the disciples present were very familiar with the relevant situation, and someone immediately added: "Yes! Even ordinary people can't come up at this time, how long is it dawn now? Who has such a fast speed? Could it be that he climbed the mountain last night?"

"Hahaha!" Climbing the mountain at night is naturally a joke, and I'm afraid that few people here have the courage to do so, so it caused everyone to laugh out loud.

Being laughed at like this, the first disciple to speak had a little unbearable on his face, he stood up suddenly, and said in a stiff tone: "Okay, what the hell is going on, I'll take a look and know, no need for everyone to guess here." ”

As he spoke, he walked to the entrance, wanting to see what was going on.

"Wow!" But as soon as he reached the entrance, he saw a black shadow suddenly leap up from below and landed firmly at the entrance.

Everyone was shocked, this speed was a little faster. As soon as he and the others heard the voice, it was only a few words before the comer actually climbed up, and this strength was ......

When everyone looked closely, it turned out to be a handsome young man dressed in black. Coupled with the indescribable temperament of the comer, he is really a beautiful boy that everyone envies.

It's just a pity that this beautiful young man's face is a little tired, and his eyes also reveal a hatred, and sorrow and ferocity are almost on his face, which makes people a little daunted at first glance.

"What person?" After the exclamation, someone suddenly reacted and asked directly.

Glancing lightly at the disciple who was asking, Meng Yan's eyelids didn't move, being able to hike up the mountain was already the limit of what he could do, how could he be obediently interrogated by an ordinary disciple?

So he didn't answer the question, but raised his head and said to the mountain: "The Yimeng Mengjia Mengyan visited, and invited the Daoist seniors of the Lingzong to come out and talk about it." ”

The disciple who was asked with disdain in his eyes was startled, but then he heard his voice as loud as the morning bell, and the words that were about to be spoken were swallowed back.

There is no fool who can stand here, as long as he hears the words of Meng Yan, he knows that he is a great monk. No one would grudge with a figure at the level of a great monk for no reason, even if it was on their own territory.

Meng Yan was completely dismissive of the psychological thoughts of these low-level disciples, and the arrogance of the monks was undoubtedly evident in him.

On the one hand, there is disdain, and on the other hand, there is a face full of grievances. The atmosphere on the field immediately became awkward, but fortunately, it didn't take long for several figures to appear at the entrance.

"Master!"

"Uncle Shi!"

"Uncle!"

The disciples opened their mouths one after another, and they were about to tell the truth. But no one raised their hands to stop, so no one dared to speak.

The person who raised his hand, with a face of the Chinese character, looked extremely majestic, and it was Ma Xiangdong, the head of the Lingzong.

In the early years, he also had some friendship with Meng Yan, but in the end, because the Meng family couldn't tell where the arrogance came from, they didn't have a deep friendship after all.

However, the incense is still there, otherwise I wouldn't have come out to greet him in person today.

As for the disciple's expression, as long as he thought about the temper of the Meng family, he roughly knew what was going on, so he raised his hand to stop their complaints. Then he looked Meng Yan up and down again, and saw the embarrassment under the deep cover.

He still knows about Meng Yan, when would a guy who prides himself on being noble in blood all day long not pay attention to his demeanor, although he is clean on the surface, but the bloodshot in his eyes still clearly exposes his state.

"There must be some trouble," Ma Xiangdong made a judgment in his heart. However, he didn't expect that there was something wrong with the Meng family or even Yimeng, and thought that Meng Yan had suffered some blow on his own territory, so he ran over to ask for help.

So although it was tired of being crooked, it didn't think there was anything troublesome, and even stepped forward, grabbed Meng Yan's hand, and said familiarly: "Meng Daoyou, I don't know how I have time to come to my small place? ”

The enthusiasm shown by Ma Xiangdong is probably the best news today. So although he was anxious, Meng Yan still reluctantly showed a smile and said, "Okay, let's go in and talk." ”

Bringing Meng Yan to the reception room inside, Ma Xiangdong immediately introduced to the brothers of the first teacher: "Come, introduce to you, this is the Meng family brother Meng Yan I said before, the two of us have worked together to break into many places." ”

Although Ma and Meng are familiar with each other, Meng Yan really hasn't come to Lingzong yet, and most of his brothers and sisters with Ma Xiangdong don't know each other. No one is to blame for this, it can only be said that it is due to the strange atmosphere of the monk Jian Guo.

So at this time, Ma Xiangdong introduced to everyone, and Meng Yan also greeted everyone one by one, without a trace of arrogance.

Many people present have heard of the reputation of the Meng family, so now when they see his style, they think that the rumors are wrong, otherwise wouldn't the Mengyan in front of him be very good?

Only Ma Xiangdong saw it, and he had a bad premonition in his heart. The nature of the country is easy to change and difficult to change, not to mention that this is something that comes from the blood. So since Meng Yan behaved like this, maybe something troublesome would come to the door.

Sure enough, just after getting to know each other, Meng Yan couldn't help the anxiety in his heart, and hurriedly spoke: "Fellow Daoists, I'm not here to play this time, I really have something to tell you, and I can't help you." ”

"Wow!" Ma Xiangdong's heart jumped, and he said secretly. However, there was no unusual expression on his face, he still showed a smile on his face, and his tone was as gentle as a spring breeze: "What's the matter?" Meng Daoyou said that if I can help, I will definitely help. ”

Although he agreed, Ma Xiangdong also left a hand, after all, he could only help himself, and he didn't mean to bring the sect with him.