The Fighting Soul Sect is located on a spiritual vein outside the southeast county, it is the eighth largest sect of the Great Xia Empire, at the beginning of the Great Xia Empire, the Fighting Soul Sect was based here, it has been a thousand years ago, and there are hundreds of thousands of disciples, and the outer disciples alone account for ninety percent, and it is the cultivation holy land of the entire Southeast State.

Tong Ling'er and the five of them stood at the foot of the mountain gate of the Fighting Spirit Sect, shocked by the majesty in front of them. Seven mist-shrouded peaks rise into the sky, a ladder-like corridor reaches into the sky, and one in the middle hangs from the other six.

The long corridor is even more endless, on both sides of the mountain gate, two stone dragons are magnificently hovering on the stone pillars, fighting for the stone plaque in the middle. On the stone plaque, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the three big characters of "Fighting Soul Sect" are written.

"!" Han Hong, who came back to his senses, thought for a long time with a flushed face before expressing his feelings with the two words that he thought were the most exquisite in his life.

"Awesome!" Li Kun made up for the lack of Han Hong's evaluation.

"Look! Look! This is what the sect looks like, compare it to the Jingtan Cave Mansion, it is simply a poor and remote country. Han Hong sighed.

"Don't say that, although our sect is small, it can be considered exquisite. Tong Ling'er said.

"Huh?" Han Hong and Li Kun turned their heads to stare at Tong Ling'er, their eyes all revealing the meaning of believing that you are a ghost.

"Ahem..." Tong Ling'er pretended not to see the eyes of the two and took the lead in walking up the corridor.

Each step of the promenade is made of bluestone, smooth and flat.

As the five of them walked, they found that on the long corridor, every thousand steps, there were two sect disciples guarding them, and when these disciples saw Tong Ling'er and them going up the mountain, they treated them as if they were nothing, and did not stop or ask.

"Why are they all like stones?" Han Yue looked at the disciples guarding and said curiously.

Du Chao guessed: "I'm afraid that a big sect like the Fighting Soul Sect has a lot of rules, so they must also have their own duties." ”

Tong Ling'er nodded, thinking the same as Du Chao.

"Look! What is that?" Li Kun stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky in the distance.

Everyone looked together, only to see that above the sky surrounded by clouds and mist, two flying cranes crossed leisurely, and above the flying cranes, stood two beautiful girls.

"I like this sect. Han Hong looked at the sky, his eyes were like peach hearts, and his saliva flowed.

"I think you like the two sisters in heaven. Han Yue pouted.

"I like it all the same, I like it all the same. Han Hong wiped his saliva and said with a smile.

Retracting their gaze, the five of them continued to go up the mountain, enjoying the scenery on both sides tirelessly, and they didn't know how long they walked, and finally saw the end of the stone steps.

The five of them were shocked, and their feet sped up a lot.

When they finally stepped on the last stone staircase, the sight in front of them surprised the five of them again.

In front of you is a bluestone square, large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. At this time, on the square, the stars were scattered and a few disciples passed by, and on the other side of the square, there were attic courtyards, each of which was carved and painted.

"You five aren't disciples of this sect, are you?"

While the five were still immersed in the imposing building, a voice pulled them back to reality.

A handsome man stood in front of them, his face puzzled.

Du Chao took a step forward and said, "Dare to ask this senior brother, do you know where the head of your sect is, we are the disciples of the Jingtan Cave Mansion, and we came to meet at the order of the lord of the mansion." ”

"Is there a certificate for the Jingtan Cave Mansion?" the man asked, looking at the five of them.

Du Chao took out a token from his arms and handed it to the man.

The man took it and looked at it carefully before nodding and saying, "Presumably the five of you are the disciples of the Pure Altar Cave Mansion who will escort the Fighting Soul Sect this year, right?"

Du Chao nodded and smiled: "Exactly." ”

"In that case, come with me. The man returned the token to Du Chao and led the way.

Tong Ling'er and the five followed.

All the way through the square, the man led the five to one of the grandest palaces in the attic.

"Little deer, who are they?"

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded behind them, and everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

I saw a beautiful young man appear in front of everyone, the young man looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, his figure was very thin, but his skin was white like mutton fat and white jade, wearing a white jade crown, the delicate melon seeds looked at them with a curious look on his face, and a pair of smart eyes were full of energy, giving people a very bright feeling.

Tong Ling'er's face was surprised, this young man is too beautiful, and the beauty makes some women ashamed of themselves.

"Qian'er, why are you here?" the man smiled slightly.

"I'm coming to find my father, Jing Zilu, I ask you, who are they?" the young man called Asa'er asked curiously again.

"They are the disciples sent by the Pure Altar this year. Jing Zilu said.

"Well, then you give them to me, and I'll go to my father and take them along the way. Qian'er smiled.

"Okay, then it's okay, I'll go first. Jing Zilu was refreshed, and after handing over Tong Ling'er and a few people to Qian'er, he left directly.

Qian'er frowned and said, "Hmph, you're running so fast, don't let me see you next time, or I'll strip you of your skin! Hello, I'm Ou Qian'er, and I'm your teacher... Brother, come with me, and I'll take you to see my father. ”

Dad, he turned out to be the son of the head of the Fighting Soul Sect?

Several people were surprised, and they followed.

"This little senior brother, are you the son of the head of the family?" Li Kun couldn't help but be curious.

"That's right, my father is the head of the Fighting Soul Sect, Ou Xiaofeng!" Ou Qian'er blinked her eyes and smiled.

"I didn't expect that my senior brother is so talented, but he is still the son of the head of the family, he is really peerless, the pride of the sky!" Li Kun and Han Hong glanced at each other, and suddenly slapped a dose of sycophancy.

If you are not familiar with life, you will talk about it first.

Ou Qian'er paused, and then laughed.

While a few people were talking, they had already walked to the door of the attic.

"Fighting the Temple, the name of what a spirit. Tong Ling'er looked at the plaque on the door and couldn't help but sigh.

Ou Qian'er led a few people directly into the main hall, and as soon as he entered the main hall, his crisp voice shouted: "Dad! ”

Tong Ling'er and a few people walked into the main hall, and they were immediately attracted by the magnificence of the exquisite carvings in the hall, but this time everyone seemed to be immune, but they did not lose their minds.

The main hall is very spacious, there are a hundred and ten tables and chairs on both sides alone, and there are seven or eight people sitting in the center of the main hall at this moment.

Among these seven or eight people, there are six old men and only one woman.

And the leader is a middle-aged man, wearing a black robe, wearing a purple and gold crown, a knife-like face with clear water chestnuts, a pair of thick eyebrows and big eyes, majestic and upright, he looks no more than forty years old, it is the head of the Fighting Soul Sect, Ou Xiaofeng.

Ou Xiaofeng didn't know what he was discussing with the elders at the moment, and when he heard Ou Qian'er's call, he couldn't help but stop and look at the door.