At the foot of Yanqiu Mountain, the autumn breeze is bleak, the forest is dyed, and the golden autumn scenery is good.

It was midday, and the sun was shining down without any restraints, gilding the entire mountain range with a golden yellow.

In the sky, suddenly two dazzling lights flashed, and two figures fell in front of the foot of the mountain in an instant, the person in front of him was dressed in white and snow, his face was as calm as water, and there was a faint aura of majesty like a mountain, but the person standing behind him seemed to be a shadow derived from the sun, and his whole body seemed to be a black shadow, even his head and face were hidden in a black cloak.

The two of them came to the mountain gate, and the person in front of them shouted: "Wuji Zhenren, the head of Wuji Gate, come to visit the head of Qingling Gate Xue!" ”

Although his voice was bottom, it was said by sound transmission, even the peak of Yanqiu Mountain, he could hear it clearly.

Sure enough, as soon as his words fell, there was a clear bell from the direction of the peak, although Yanqiu Peak was far less majestic than the Houtu Peak, but the peak height was more than 1,800 zhang, such a long-distance sound transmission is not an ordinary foundation building real person can perform, if there is no strong mana, the sound is difficult to continue halfway, when drifting away with the direction of the wind, then Xue Wuya has just succeeded in building the foundation, and the mana is naturally extremely limited, and he can't accurately transmit the sound under the mountain, so he rings the bell to show that he knows.

As soon as the bell rang, seven people came out of the mountain gate, all of them in green shirts, they knelt on the ground with nervous expressions, and shouted respectfully: "Disciple of the Qingling Sect, meet the Mo Sect Master of the Wuji Gate." ”

Mo Wentian's gaze froze, and fell on one of the middle-aged monks with a clear face, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Huo Daoyou, I haven't seen you for four or five years, and you have broken through to the cultivation of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining." What a gratifying blessing! ”

That middle-aged monk was none other than Huo Yuanchen, the eldest disciple of Qinglingmen, who was Xue Wuya's personal disciple. Cultivation is the crown of the Qingling Gate. On Xue Wuya's seventieth birthday four or five years ago, he was in charge of receiving Mo Wentian, but at that time, he had just been promoted to the ninth level of Qi refining cultivation.

Huo Yuanchen was really a little unexpected, that Wuji real person in the mighty Yunzhou. I still remember that he is such a small person, and he said honestly and fearfully: "The disciple has always been dull, and today's achievements are all due to the teachings of the master." ”

Mo Wentian nodded slightly, secretly praised him for respecting his teacher, and said with a smile: "I heard that Master Xue has successfully built the foundation, so I came here to congratulate him." ”

Huo Yuanchen suddenly felt very honored. He didn't expect that the head of the sect would succeed in building the foundation, and even the sect master was shocked to come to congratulate, which was really a supreme honor, and said with a respectful expression: "The head of this sect, Xue Zhang, is on the mountain at the moment. However, the head of the Huaxian Gate, the head of the Shushan faction, and the head of the Sword Gate, Mr. Li, the head of the Shushan faction, and the head of the Sword Gate also arrived at noon. ”

Speaking of this, his expression was a little hesitant, and he pondered for a moment and said: "Sect Master Mo, please wait for a while, the head of this sect Xue has been transmitted, and I am afraid that I will rush down the mountain with Master Li and the others at this moment." Come and welcome the suzerain up the mountain. ”

"It turns out that the three heads of the Huaxian Sect, the Shushan Sect, and the Sword Sect are also there, and the three of them are less than a hundred miles away from the Qingling Sect. It's not surprising that I was able to rush in front of this seat after getting the news. "Speaking of which. Mo Wentian Ha Lu Ha laughed, and said loudly: "Huo Daoyou, please lead the way in front, let's go up the mountain quickly, and we won't bother a few masters." ”

"Yes, Sect Master Mo!" Huo Yuanchen said respectfully, and when he gave an order left and right, he led the two disciples guarding the mountain gate, and led the way in front with a respectful expression.

Along the stone steps up the mountain, several of them walked quickly in the direction of the peak, but unexpectedly, after walking for less than half an hour, suddenly from the front came the sound of clothes breaking through the air, Xue Wuya and other four sect leaders, surrounded by dozens of disciples, were hurrying down with panicked expressions, and knelt down in unison and shouted: "Meet Sect Master Mo at the lower level." ”…,

Mo Wentian's eyes couldn't help but stare at the past, and sure enough, when he saw that Xue Wuya's divine light was restrained and his mana was quite pure, as if he was already a real person who built a foundation, he couldn't help laughing loudly, waved his sleeves to help everyone up, and said in a cool voice: "Congratulations to Master Xue for successfully building the foundation and taking the road further." ”

A trace of excitement welled up on Xue Wuya's old face, and he said excitedly: "Sect Master Mo can stoop to nothing, and he is really not honored in the future. ”

Mo Wentian smiled slightly, then swept over everyone, and said with a smile: "Master Li, Master Liang, Master Fei, don't come to harm!" ”

Li Wangqing and the other three immediately said yes with respectful expressions, and they all felt flattered in the face of the questions of the real people in the later stage of foundation building.

Before the first year, Wujimen was only an endangered Qi refining sect, at that time, Mo Wentian's cultivation was only the seventh layer of Qi refining, which was really insignificant for Li Wangqing and other sect leaders, but I didn't expect that in less than ten years, Wuji Gate not only became the suzerain of Qinghe County, but also had a place in the Yunzhou suzerain sect, and became the existence that they looked up to.

People tend to underestimate others when they look down, and they tend to underestimate themselves when they look up, the humble role in the past, becoming the supreme master, in the cultivation realm, they have always been the weak and the strong, and the strong are respected, since they are the Qi refining sect of Qinghe County, they can only be enslaved and driven by the sect master, and there is no other way to go.

After the four heads greeted Mo Wentian, they greeted Ye Wuying in turn with respectful expressions, and then the stars greeted the two of them up the mountain like the moon.

Ascending Yanqiu Peak, it seems to be dressed up in a new way, the rows of attic eaves are hung with countless red lanterns, and the stone steps leading to the main hall are covered with hundreds of red carpets, and the disciples standing on both sides are full of excitement, and the whole sect is full of festivity.

Under the chanting of hundreds of disciples in unison, Mo Wentian slowly put on his light robe, and walked into the hall calmly surrounded by the four masters.

In the main hall of Qinglingmen, the seat had already been prepared, so he lightly opened his robe and sat on the upper seat with a shadowless night, but Xue Wuya and the other four heads did not dare to have half a point of slackness, and they all stood carefully below with respectful expressions, in front of the head of the sect, where was the place for them to sit?

Although Xue Wuya succeeded in building the foundation and became a high-ranking real person, and as the host of the guests, he originally arranged a seat for himself, and he would not be criticized by others, but he deeply understood that as a subsidiary sect, it was necessary to always put the majesty of the sect first, and it was not possible to overstep it by half a point, otherwise it would be a little bad to invite unwarranted jealousy.

Mo Wentian's majestic eyes swept away, and said with a smile: "Four heads, please sit down and talk!" ”

"Xie Mo Sect Master sit down!" Xue Wuya and the other four people should be respectful, and they sat in the lower position in turn, all of them were sitting upright, with respectful faces.

At this time, seven or eight handsome low-level female disciples walked into the main hall and offered spiritual tea with nervous expressions, as well as delicious melons and fruits that exuded a faint aura.

After Mo Wentian waited for them to retreat, he set his eyes on Xue Wuya, and said with a smile: "Master Xue's success in building the foundation this time is not only a happy event for Qinglingmen, but also a happy event for Wujimen. ”

Xue Wuya immediately laughed loudly: "In the next year, it is already too old, and it was originally a few years of life, but it was a miracle from the sky, and it was lucky to build a successful foundation, so that it was able to prolong its life for decades. ”

His tone was calm and deep, and although he did not deliberately accentuate it, he felt convincing.

Mo Wentian got his promise, and his mood was naturally very happy, and he smiled and said: "Master Xue, since you have become a real person who builds the foundation, if you have practiced outside, you naturally have to be famous, I don't know what title to think of?" ”…,

As soon as his words fell, Xue Wuya shook his head and said, "Xia Shicai, Master Li and the other three were discussing this matter in the hall, but unexpectedly, Sect Master Mo came, but they did not discuss a result. ”

Speaking of this, he continued: "Yan'er, the double cultivator below, has given me a title, that is, in the name of the sect of this sect. ”

"Qingling Zhenren?" Mo Wentian was slightly stunned, and said with a smile: "Chen Daoyou is a person with a heart, this seat remembers that although Qinglingmen is a sect that has been inherited by Qinghe County for hundreds of years, none of the heads of the past dynasties have succeeded in building the foundation, and the head of Xue can become a real person, which is considered the last wish of the ancestors, such as the self-styled Wuji real person in this seat, and the title Qingling real person is naturally the best." ”

Xue Wuya originally meant this, but after getting Mo Wentian's affirmation, he naturally looked overjoyed, and said with a smile: "Since even Sect Master Mo is satisfied, then what else is there to hesitate about, it is Qingling Zhenren." ”

As soon as his words fell, Li Wangqing and the other three of them congratulated one after another, their faces full of flattery and flattery, originally they and Xue Wuya were both cultivators of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and the status of the four sects was naturally no different, but Xue Wuya became a real person who was on the top, and the Qingling was the rising tide and became the foundation building sect that they needed to look up to, so it was natural to make good friendships, otherwise they would not have hurried to Yanqiu Mountain to congratulate after learning that Xue Wuya had successfully built the foundation.

Mo Wentian Ha Lu Ha laughed, and also said to him, and said: "Xue Zhangmen has successfully built the foundation and is named Qingling Zhenren, so he naturally wants to invite his colleagues from Qinghe County to observe the ceremony, and it is naturally indispensable to organize a grand ceremony. ”

Speaking of this, he turned his head to the night and said, "Elder Night, take out the gift that has been prepared by this seat!" ”

Ye Wuying silently responded, suddenly stood up, patted the treasure bag on his waist, and a box less than half a person high suddenly flew out, falling like a feather at Xue Wuya's feet.

The box seemed to be cast in red gold, reflecting a dazzling light, but when it was opened by the night without a shadow waving his sleeves, he saw a dazzling light erupting inside, and suddenly the red light filled the room, and the court was full of color, far exceeding the red gold light several times