Zhao Xuan still decided to go to Qitian Sect first, and then go north to Chenxing City if they didn't recognize him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

It is still day and night, and it is careful to hide its tracks. When I actually left, I couldn't help but say a few words to the master every once in a while.

The map given by Baisha is still relatively sketchy, but the route has to pass through many dangerous areas, such as swamps, Baisha can fly over, and Zhao Xuan has to take a detour.

Therefore, Zhao Xuan went around and walked around, and it took half a month to come to Qitian Mountain, where the mountain gate of Qitian Sect is located.

At this time, in the evening, Zhao Xuan looked up, the clouds and mist in front of him, under the sunset, the clouds were white and red, constantly changing shapes. Caixia enveloped his body and mind, took a deep breath, and felt that the exhaustion in his body was much better, and the beautiful scenery of the sunset deeply fascinated Zhao Xuan's mind.

Looking at Qitian Mountain from the outside, you can't see anything except Caixia, and even the road under your feet is hazy.

"Immortal means! It's definitely an immortal method, and it's really extraordinary" Zhao Xuan sighed as he took out the map of the sect and began to walk along the path in front of him.

Qitian Mountain occupies an area that is also the number one among the various sects, with a radius of 100 miles. One of Qitian Peaks stands in the center, there are thirty-six main peaks, and there are dozens of other large and small ones. The peaks are very dangerous, and they are guarded by large arrays.

Zhao Xuan didn't know how he passed through the clouds and mist, so he felt that his body had hit something, and then came to the foot of the main peak. After a night's rest, I started preparing to go up the mountain at dawn the next day.

"In front of me is Qitian Peak, surrounded by the other thirty-six main peaks, according to what the master said to form a formation. If you want to go up to Qitian Peak, there is only one way to go, but this is too steep, right? ”

Zhao Xuan didn't mean to back down at all, the master said that there were many people in the sect, and he fantasized about whether he would meet any immortals later.

I also thought that one day, I could also wear brocade clothes, cross the sword and carry the sword, and carry the immortal law, and fly around in the air with a light breeze. When everyone saw him, they shouted for the sect master, and it felt very beautiful.

"Didn't they all say that they wanted to worship the mountain gate! Why don't you see a single figure, the sect is really special enough"

The trail didn't take long to come to a cliff with rocks protruding from it and extending to the top. Zhao Xuan looked at it for a while, his legs shivered involuntarily, if he fell, it was estimated that there would not even be scum left.

"Anyone? Hey, who's going to take me up? After shouting for a long time, I only heard my own echo, and no one paid attention to me at all. After eating some dry food and resting for a while, he really couldn't resist the temptation of being the sect master of the Immortal Sect, tightened his belt, and began to climb up with his hands and feet.

There are not only protruding stone ridges, but also hard crushed stone flakes. It's just that it's only been half an hour, Zhao Xuan's entire clothes have been cut into rags, and the little black face also has a lot of small cuts, and his hands are hot and painful.

Suddenly, over the clouds below, I saw a cave above with a rope hanging from the mouth of the cave. I secretly breathed a sigh of relief, gritted my teeth, persevered in a meal, and finally came to the cave.

"This is a test for me, it must be, hmph, it's too much to underestimate this sect master" Zhao Xuan rested for a while, a ruthless energy filled his heart, grabbed the rope and tied it around his waist, and no longer raised his head, just climbed up.

There is a rope to climb up, Zhao Xuan still has some experience in this matter, and he has climbed mountains before, but it is not so high.

What pain, what blood and sweat, don't even pay attention, just keep going up and up. As time passed, the body became heavier and heavier, and the arms began to swing constantly. Seeing that his body was about to fall down if he didn't grasp his hands firmly, Zhao Xuan took out his machete and plunged it into a small crack to stabilize his body.

Wipe your sweat, take a deep breath, and when your emotions calm down, continue to climb up. After that, I was more careful, and when I saw the cave, I would rest for a while and climb again, and I must not fall down, although there was a rope tied to my waist and I would not fall down, but the front was busy in vain!

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Xuan's hand stretched up along the knot, but he didn't touch the next knot. When I looked up, I was surprised to find that I had reached the top. Hurriedly exerted his strength to feed, and climbed to the top of the mountain.

Lying more than ten meters away from the edge of the cliff, I felt that my whole body was sore and painful, especially my arms and thighs, which were still pumping, up and down. After a lot of effort, I turned my head, and suddenly I wanted to cry.

There is a road up, a bamboo forest path that twists and turns.

"Fortunately, it's not too steep," Zhao Xuan muttered, moved his body, gathered some strength, raised his footsteps, and moved forward little by little like a little old man, holding a machete.

When I finally walked out of the bamboo forest, I saw a small lake, and the lake was also planted with sparse lotus flowers, exuding a charming fragrance. Suddenly, Zhao Xuan's stomach gurgled and screamed, it was already afternoon at this time, and the bamboo forest alone had been gone for two hours.

"Hey, the sect must have delicious food, maybe for the sake of my sincerity, I will really accept me!" Zhao Xuan licked his lips, endured it, and continued to walk forward.

Walking on the arched bridge, a fresh breeze blows in the face, caressing on the face, wet and comfortable. After crossing the arch bridge, there is a huge square, tens of thousands of square meters, and it is definitely no problem to stand tens of thousands of people.

There are eighteen pagodas around the square, faintly exude the yellow light of the earth, there is a stone tablet in front of the pagoda, the surface of the monument body seems to be a small dragon in the continuous swimming, exudes a cold atmosphere. is stronger than the master Baisha, revealing a stronger coercion.

Further on, there are thirty-seven colossal statues.

The thirty-six statues are male and female, six feet tall, and the platform under their feet is also five meters square, all of them are full of spirit, with different facial expressions and different dresses.

The statue in the center, measured by Zhao Xuan's eyes, stood proudly, with his left hand behind his back, and his right hand holding a big bell, which looked like a Qitian bell. Judging from his dress, he is a middle-aged man with long hair and a shawl, and the hem of his clothes fluttering behind him.

Suddenly, there was a riot in Zhao Xuan's body, and it rushed out of Zhao Xuan's body, and the shocked Zhao Xuan spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Sitting on the ground, he looked at the statue in the middle in horror, ignoring the blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

I saw that the Qitian bell flew up directly, and then slowly coincided with the big bell statue in the right hand of the middle-aged man. Then a bright golden light shone on Zhao Xuan's body.

Zhao Xuan hurriedly raised his hand and covered his eyes. The light shrouded his body, and he suddenly felt warm, as if he had returned to the fetal period. The wounds on his body healed, scabbed over, fell off, and his skin became much whiter. The hunger pangs are gone, and the exhaustion is gone.

And some fishy dirt began to appear on the body, which was discharged through the sweat pores. Zhao Xuan felt that these things didn't belong to him in the first place, but now he just let go of his burden, relaxed and refreshed.

"Knock" "Knock" "Knock"

The Qitian Bell rang nine times in a row, as if it sounded in Zhao Xuan's mind, echoing for a long time. A mantra for forging the body and aura realm was engraved in Zhao Xuan's soul.

The light dissipated, and Zhao Xuan stared at the middle-aged man, as if the man was also looking at him, and there seemed to be no change. If you look left and right at the other statues, the same is true.

Qitian Bell slowly shrank again, and Zhao Xuan hurriedly stretched out his right hand involuntarily to pick it up. The Qitian bell flashed, and once again merged into Zhao Xuan's body.

Zhao Xuan looked at his right hand, and what caught his eye was a token that looked like jade but not jade, and his right hand opened a hole at some point, and the blood merged into the token. When the wound healed, a token also appeared in Zhao Xuan's mind, exactly the same as the one in his hand.

A dragon and a phoenix are engraved on the front of the token, and a line of small characters is on the back. "Qitian Sect, the thirty-third generation sect master, Zhao Xuan"

Zhao Xuan covered his mouth in surprise, is this okay? What didn't you do, I'm the sect master?

"Well, it seems that what the master said is right, as long as I enter the sect, I will be the sect master, hehe, this will be my territory from now on"

Zhao Xuan straightened his chest, tilted his head, put his left hand behind his back, raised the machete with his right hand, and pointed around, as if he was inspecting his subordinates.

When the tip of the knife pointed at the middle-aged man, he found that the light emitted from the statue had long since dissipated, and it had returned to the dead thing, as if everything was just an illusion.

Zhao Xuan rubbed his eyes and made sure that he was not mistaken, so he put down the machete and walked behind the statue with his head shaken.

Behind the statue, there is a large hall, which is really tall and big. There is a plaque on the main hall, "Qitianzong" three big characters, the dragon and the snake dance, the golden light, the atmosphere is magnificent. After staring at it for a long time, there is a feeling of being in the ancient wilderness, desolate and tragic and resolute, and the pride of fighting with the sky.

After closing his eyes for a while before feeling better, Zhao Xuan no longer dared to stare at the plaque.

I turned right according to the map, and after walking a stick of incense, I saw an attic with the book "Valhalla". This is also something that Bai Sha has never forgotten to arrange several times, and set up a tablet for him in Valhalla.

As for why he didn't come to Valhalla after seeing the people from the sect, Zhao Xuan was also puzzled, but the master Bai Sha asked him to enter the sect first, so he had to do it, and he didn't see anyone now.

Pushing open the door of Valhalla, it was dim and I couldn't see anything clearly, and it was eerie, as if I had come to the region. Zhao Xuan was smart, goosebumps all over his body rose, and he subconsciously hugged his body with his arms.

It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the two candles on the offering table before he could see the inside of the room.

On the back wall hangs a large picture scroll of a middle-aged man sitting on a large chair, somewhat similar to the statue in the middle of the square. Thirty-one rows of tablets below are densely placed on wooden shelves.

What made Zhao Xuan a little puzzled was that there were thirty-seven tablets in the highest first row, all the way to the twenty-sixth row, but from the twenty-seventh row onwards, there were fewer and fewer tablets. There were nearly thirty in the twenty-seventh row, and twenty in the twenty-eighth row, which became fewer and fewer.

The most pitiful are the thirtieth row and the thirty-first row, just a tablet in the lonely forest, the thirty-second row is still empty, and there is no thirty-third row.