Wu Ji Peak.

The flowing clouds are like rippling water, and the clouds on the horizon are rolling from time to time, constantly spreading towards the end of the mountain, and there is also a picturesque beauty.

In front of the temple, the pool is clear, and unknown fish roam in it, stirring up the slightest ripple, and everything has a spirit, and the swimmer is also happy.

Next to the pool, there is a chess game, on which the black and white are distinct, and there is also a magical artistic conception contained in it.

Surprisingly, the chess player was a gray-haired old man and a young man in his twenties.

The old man's face was covered with ravines, his head was surrounded by dead air, his face was exhausted, the corners of his mouth were dry, as if a fresh wind could blow him down, and at the same time, his pupils were white, different from ordinary people, and he looked extremely penetrating.

"Zhuang Qing, this time the few little guys of Wuji Sect will all rely on you to protect them."

The old man opened his mouth and fell, holding a chess piece in his hand, as indifferent as a mountain, the corners of his clothes fluttering, and his white beard was insignificant.

"Master, although I haven't comprehended the half-step sword intent, but I have already condensed the sword intent seed, and the era of the five geniuses is also time to end!"

A young man approaching twenty, the corners of his mouth were uninhibited, his eyes were full of the wildness of a swordsman, and his body did not move, but it seemed to contain a strange attraction, which made people fall into it.

Zhuang Qing, the core disciple of Wuji Sect, is recognized as the first swordsman in the Mortal Realm on the rivers and lakes of the Great Yan Kingdom, this is an honor, and it is also an affirmation of his strength.

"If I can have your talent and luck when I am young, I don't have to be aggrieved in the Great Yan Country for the rest of my life, this time I come back from the Tianyan Secret Realm, you don't want to go back to the Wuji Sect."

The old man said casually, vaguely talking about an inconspicuous little thing, a son fell, and there seemed to be a sound of swords on the chessboard, buzzing, extremely uncalm.

Zhuang Qing fell silent all of a sudden.

.....

The core disciples of Qingyang Sect are all in full swing to improve their strength for the opening of the Tianyan Secret Realm, opportunities often coexist with dangers, although the rivers and lakes say that there are few Tianyan Secret Realms, but there are also a lot of discussions about the thrilling points.

In the small courtyard.

Boom

Nine phantoms suddenly flashed in the air, looking at these phantoms, they were the same as Chu Ming's body, even the soul and breath were the same, the nine phantoms flickered at the same time, densely covering the air, unable to distinguish between the true and the false, and changeable.

Puff puff

The phantoms of the Dao gradually disappeared and were shattered. Nine and one, revealing Chu Ming's true body, fine sweat flowing, flashing with crystal light.

call

"I finally cultivated the Nine Methods of the Clone to the point of being superb."

Chu Ming slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and stopped his body, now there were only two days left before the stipulated day of setting off for the Tianyan Secret Realm.

In the course of ten days, the first three days had cultivated the Blood Killing Fist to the point of supernatural perfection, although the "Fire Yuan Forging Body Chapter" had not broken through to the fourth level, but it had already reached the peak of the third level, and Chu Ming's current strength could reach the strength of ninety tigers.

The Nine Methods of Doppelganger are not as simple as Blood Killing Fist, even with Chu Ming's comprehension, it took him two days to cultivate to Xiaocheng, and it took five days to cultivate to the point of becoming superb.

However, the nine methods of the doppelganger are indeed strong, and the nine doppelgangers cultivated are like the main body, if the soul power of the martial artist does not surpass Chu Ming, there is no way to detect which is true and which is false, and he will definitely be confused.

Knock knock

At this moment, a crisp knock sounded outside the small courtyard, which clearly reached Chu Ming's ears.

"Senior Brother Chu Ming, the Great Elder has something to do with the core disciple!"

Opening the door, an inner door deacon said respectfully, Chu Ming nodded and followed behind the inner door deacon.

However, to Chu Ming's surprise, the direction that the inner gate deacon was not Qingyang Peak, but the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.

"The Great Elder and the other core disciples are in the Treasure Pavilion." As if knowing Chu Ming's doubts, the inner deacon in front explained, and Chu Ming nodded.

The Treasure Pavilion is next to Qingyang Peak, to be precise, it should be at the foot of Qingyang Peak, in normal times, it is a forbidden area, and no disciples are allowed to step in, even if the elders of the inner gate want to step in, they also need the hand of the sect master.

Surrounded by water, sparkling blue waves, three or four silver blossom trees grow on both sides, it does not look monotonous, the air is mixed with the scent of earth and unknown flowers, birds and beasts are shocked.

It didn't take long for Chu Ming to see the figure of the Great Elder, behind him, there were five or six people standing, including men and women, with fluttering white clothes and solemn faces, but the aura emanating from his body was not weak, stronger than Sun Minghui.

These should be the core disciples of the Qingyang Sect, Chu Ming's heart guessed.

"I've seen the Great Elder!"

Chu Ming saluted respectfully.

"Hmm!"

The Great Elder nodded slightly, motioning for Chu Ming to stand behind his body, Chu Ming found a random position among the core disciples, and stood there quietly, observing several core disciples.

While he was observing the core disciples, there were several core disciples who were also observing him, after all, now Chu Ming's reputation was in the sky, whether it was in the Great Yan Kingdom or in the Qingyang Sect.

Even, Sect Master Guan Chengzhi faintly revealed the idea of cultivating Chu Ming as the next Sect Master.

This alone made many core disciples envious and jealous.

Among the many eyes, there is provocation, jealousy, and one or two kindnesses, to name a few.

It didn't take long for all the nine core disciples except Li Yuqing to arrive, standing quietly behind the Great Elder's body.

"Okay, now that the people have arrived, I will say it directly, this time the Tianyan Secret Realm is more dangerous than before, the power of the sect reduces casualties, and you are specifically allowed to enter the Treasure Pavilion, each person can choose a treasure to defend themselves, you can't take more, otherwise you will be disqualified, you only have time for a stick of incense, after a stick of incense, no matter whether you are selected or not, you must come out."

The Great Elder said lightly, leading the core disciples towards the Treasure Pavilion, hearing this, the doubts about why Li Yuqing didn't come have already been forgotten by everyone, and there were only two words "treasure" in their minds.

The Treasure Pavilion of the Qingyang Sect has existed since the day the Qingyang Sect was established, after hundreds of years of continuous filling, there are so many treasures in it that it is simply unimaginable, Chu Ming believes that even the treasury of the Great Yan Country does not have as many treasures as the Treasure Pavilion of the Qingyang Sect.

"Uncle Shi, the disciple brings the core disciples to choose the treasure!"

Walking to the door of the Treasure Pavilion, the Great Elder did not go in directly, but saluted respectfully and said. "Come in!"

An old and ethereal voice came out from the Treasure Pavilion, clearly reaching Chu Ming's ears, for a long time, as if it was eternal.

Chu Ming's heart shook, the person who could make the Great Elder so respectful and call him a senior brother must be one of the few Guiyuan Realm martial artists in the Qingyang Sect.