When Qingyang Daoist heard this, his face became extremely ugly, and he had secretly memorized this Gu Xuzi in his heart, and if he had the opportunity in the future, he would definitely not spare him!

Gu Xuzi relied on the Wudang faction's position as one of the best in the rivers and lakes, and did not take the elders of these other sects in his eyes at all, and his words were extremely rampant, on the other hand, Qingxuzi was much more humble, wearing a black and white Taoist robe, holding a whisk, quite a sense of immortal master.

"Gu Xu, be more restrained, don't give too many enemies under the Wudang tree at this time." Qing Xuzi transmitted the message to Gu Xuzi.

"Senior brother, I know it in my heart, don't worry."

"You said the same thing ten years ago, so that in the end let us pass by the strange treasure, this time no matter what, we must get the strange treasure that was born, otherwise the rivers and lakes really think that the Wudang faction is a soft persimmon in name!"

Gu Xuozi seemed to be a little afraid of Qingxuzi, and lowered his head in a panic when he heard the words, but his eyes still revealed arrogance and arrogance.

Everyone saw that Gu Xuzi had stopped, and because of Qing Xuzi's strength, they didn't say much, and their eyes turned to the depths of Kunlun Mountain in the distance.

At this time, the Kunlun faction has also been assembled, a team of a full hundred people, led by the Dragon and Tiger Venerables personally, because the Great Elder Qing Lianzi left the sect alone, only the Second Elder Qing Xuanzi can stay in charge of the sect, if there is an unusually urgent matter, there is a sigh of old man can come forward to solve it, and the Dragon and Tiger Venerable can also rest easy.

Ye Yanbing, Chen Qingzhi and Shanmei walked at the front of the team, while Yang Cheng was the Dragon and Tiger Venerable, and the whole team marched towards the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

The days of this day were preserved forever in Yang Cheng's memory, because this day was also Zhuang Jing's birthday, which he realized later, and Zhuang Jing waited for him to call him all day with Tong Na in Haizhou, until the hour and minute hands of the clock quietly passed through twelve o'clock in the night, this long wait came to an end, and Zhuang Jing's eyes could even see tears, but she endured it for a day.

Since then, every solemn birthday, Yang Cheng will carefully prepare and arrange to make up for this regret, but this is a later story, not to mention it for the time being.

Besides, Yang Cheng followed the Kunlun faction to the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and almost instantly attracted the attention of all the sects, of course, this attention was not on Yang Cheng's body, but on the Dragon and Tiger Venerables.

Only the pavilion master of the First Sword Pavilion, Yi Jianzi, set his eyes on Yang Cheng's body, and his eyebrows were full of doubts, why did a young man who was only in his twenties walk side by side with the Dragon and Tiger Venerable, and there was no news that the Dragon and Tiger Venerable had heirs in the rivers and lakes, could it be that this young man had a great background?

Just when Yijian was puzzled, the broken sword behind his back trembled slightly, and there was a "buzzing" sword roar, which surprised him.

"Is it because of that young man?!"

A look of surprise filled his pupils, making him can't help but look at Yang Cheng a few more times. The priest spirit in the altar keenly caught this unknown gaze, and then informed Yang Cheng.

"Xiao Chengzi, that old man should pay more attention, he seems to be a little 'interested' in you!" The priest also deliberately used the word "interest", which has a human tone.

Yang Cheng looked in the direction pointed by the sacrifice spirit, and the sword had already withdrawn his gaze, but Yang Cheng noticed the broken sword behind him, and wondered in his heart, could it be that the pavilion master of the One Sword Pavilion that the Dragon Venerable said?

At this time, the Tang Sect appeared out of nowhere, and Tang Huaiyi attracted many eyes as soon as he opened his mouth.

"Guys, it's been a long time." Tang Huaiyi carried his hands behind his back, and only three disciples were behind him, this kind of lineup was not worth mentioning at all at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, but in the eyes of those, it was as if he had seen a plague god, revealing a strong sense of fear.

"It's from the Tang Sect!"

"That person seems to be Tang Huaiyi, the second elder of the Tang Sect, right?!"

"What?! Tang Huaiyi? Wasn't he blocked by the rivers and lakes? How can it still be here? ”

Some of the little Mengxin of the Immortal Dao Sect didn't know much about Tang Huaiyi, so they asked one after another.

"Senior brother, what kind of person is Tang Huaiyi?"

"Why was it blocked by the rivers and lakes? Could it be that he has done something that hurts heaven and reason? ”

In the face of these doubts, someone in the crowd stopped all the discussion after just one sentence.

"You've all heard of Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, right? That secret weapon was from the hand of Tang Huaiyi, the second elder of the Tang Sect! ”

Tang Huaiyi naturally heard this voice, he just smiled indifferently, it seems that this so-called "honor" has long been away from him, the hero does not mention the courage of the year, no matter how beautiful the deeds are, they will eventually become obscure with the passage of time, not to mention that the successful development of the rainstorm pear flower needle is not a good thing worth recording in the history books.

"Are you done?" Tang Huaiyi's tone seemed to have a hint of urgency, "If you don't go to the depths of Kunlun Mountain, I'm afraid you will miss the time when the strange treasure was born!" ”

When Qing Xuzi heard this, his expression remained unchanged, but he had a slight sense of urgency in his heart, they wasted some time here, and the clouds and mist in the depths of Kunlun Mountain seemed to be aggravated, if it continued like this, I am afraid that the road behind would not be easy to walk.

"The disciples of the Wudang Sect obey the orders and move forward at full speed!" As soon as Qing Xuzi's order came out, all the disciples immediately made preparations.

Subsequently, the other major sects no longer hesitated, reorganized their teams, and began to advance into the depths of Kunlun Mountain.

The Kunlun faction will naturally not lag behind, and under the leadership of the Dragon and Tiger Venerables, the momentum is monstrous.

Yang Cheng has never seen such a large-scale scene of immortal cultivators in parallel, today is an eye-opener, but in his heart, there is a little worry, although there are indeed many immortal cultivators in Huaguo, but the strongest person Yang Cheng knows at present is the Kunlun faction's Ning Dan Realm sighing old man, this level is not even comparable to a small sect in ancient times, how to deal with the invasion of foreign races a hundred years later?

It seems that he still has to rely on him to open a sect and use the power of the altar to cultivate a more powerful disciple as the reserve force of the ancestral star earth.

The pressure on his body is still so great that I don't know if anyone will bear it with him......

Just as everyone was marching towards the depths of Kunlun Mountain, the sighing old man slowly walked out of his small dilapidated house, looked down the mountain, and muttered in his mouth: "Immortal Dao, Immortal Dao, Immortal Dao......