Chapter 501: Purple Cloud

Ziyun Mountain is located in the east of the Canglin Domain, bordering the 100,000 mountains, Ziyun Gate, as one of the four nearby gods, has a very strong strength, there are no less than 100,000 disciples in the door alone, among which the masters are like clouds, with a deep heritage, long-term deterrence of the brute beasts on the periphery of the 100,000 mountains, guarding one side, it can be said that the reputation is excellent, Qingling is the third generation of core disciples of the Ziyun Gate, with extremely strong talent, a very high status in the door, and is also a well-known young generation of strong people.

The vast majority of people in the Purple Cloud Gate are disciples of the outer sect, and their lowest strength is the realm of Jindan, because stepping into the Jindan is the minimum condition for entering the Purple Cloud Gate, of course, being able to put forward such harsh conditions is obviously not an ordinary mountain gate, which shows the strength of the Purple Cloud Gate.

If you want to become an inner disciple, you need to accumulate enough contributions to the Divine Gate within a certain period of time, and your own strength has reached a certain level, as for the core disciples, it is not determined by how much you contribute, but it depends entirely on the talent, like Qing Ling, a super genius who stepped into the triple infant transformation realm at the age of nineteen, is naturally directly promoted to the core disciple, and the others are all ghosts and monsters, and even some can be called demons, and like Haotian, who is still wandering around the Jindan Realm at the age of twenty, it is okay to be an outer disciple, but it is absolutely impossible to enter the inner gate, which is also the reason why Qing Ling felt very difficult to let him enter the Ziyun Gate at the beginning, of course, If he was just an outer disciple, he might as well go directly to other mountain sects to be an inner disciple, in fact, he didn't know how lucky he was to be able to get Qing Ling's recommendation to meet that strange old man.

All the way into Ziyun Mountain, there are constantly Caixia breaking through the air from the two of them, these people may not have had the opportunity to see Qingling at all, so they are just amazed by her beauty, but they don't pay too much attention, and after approaching a majestic palace group, many people will stop when they see them, bow down and say hello to Qingling, most of them call Uncle Shi, and some even call Uncle Shizu, which shows that this young woman has a high status in Ziyun Gate.

On the road, many people noticed Haotian who could walk side by side with Qing Ling, and when they found that he was just a cultivator of the Jindan Realm, they were a little stunned, and kept guessing his true identity in their hearts, but no one dared to ask rashly, Qing Ling was a high fairy in the eyes of these people, and no one could easily approach him.

"Ling'er is back?"

A red glow broke through the sky, and stopped steadily in front of Haotian and Qingling, a clear voice like a spring breeze sounded, the red glow dispersed, revealing a handsome young man, who seemed to be only twenty-one or twelve years old, with exquisite facial features, slender body, red brocade clothes, and long hair fluttering, no matter in terms of temperament or appearance, this is a very attractive man, and what is even more rare is that his voice is soft and magnetic, but I am afraid that when any woman faces him, even if it is not love at first sight, he will definitely have a good feeling.

Sure enough, when Qingling saw the person coming, there was a hint of joy in her eyes, this kind of pure joy, Haotian saw it for the first time, of course, it didn't seem that he had known someone for long.

"Well, Senior Brother Chixiao, I'm back, are you going out?"

The man called Chixiao by Qing Ling stepped on a fiery red giant sword at his feet, which did not exude any powerful aura, but it caused a huge pressure on Haotian, so that he didn't dare to take a closer look, let alone get closer, and could only watch Qingling and Chixiao talk happily from a distance.

Unwilling, yes, unwilling, from childhood to adulthood, Haotian has never been willing to be subordinate, he has always firmly believed that as long as he is willing to work hard, even if he can't look down on all beings, he will definitely not be weaker than others, but at this time, in the face of the young man named Chixiao, he is like a firefly on the ground, it is difficult to compete with the other party's brilliant light like the scorching sun, until Chixiao turned away, he never looked at him, this is not a deliberate contempt, but an innate arrogance, a twenty-year-old Jindan realm cultivator, it is almost impossible to enter Chixiao's sight, if it were not for the matter of the phoenix paulownia, Haotian would also be impossible to intersect with QinglingThis is the rule of this world - the strong are respected.

"Let's go. Qingling was immersed in her own joy, and did not notice the strangeness of Haotian's expression, and continued to fly towards the top of Ziyun Mountain with him.

The five veins of Ziyun Mountain, respectively, live the five predecessors of the main level of the Ziyun Gate Sect, there is a canyon between the main vein and the secondary vein, which is the residence of the predecessors that Qingling said, it can be seen that the status of the senior in the Ziyun Gate is not high, about half an hour of flight, the two entered the canyon, there is no majestic palace here, there is no lingering Caixia, and there are no mountain disciples flying around, only green mountains and green waters, strange flowers and plants, small bridges and flowing trees, it looks similar to the small valley between the world, but there is a little more ethereal atmosphere。

"This is it. Qing Ling stopped outside the canyon with Haotian and said to him, then turned her head and bent her waist into the canyon, and said respectfully:

"Junior Qingling, ask to see the third uncle. ”

Although the sound was not loud, it spread far away, and it did not disperse for a long time, and there was silence in the canyon at first, and there was no response, until Qing Ling spoke for the second time, and a lazy voice came from inside.

"What?"

The voice doesn't sound particularly old, there is no feeling of going through vicissitudes, but with a bit of cynicism, Haotian has already restrained the special emotions in his heart at this time, he knows that what he needs to do now is to focus on the future, not to compare himself with others now, now he has embarked on the road of cultivation until now, only two or three years, three years from an ordinary ordinary man, all the way to Jindan, this kind of talent is not everyone has.

Hearing the sound coming from the canyon, Qingling still maintained a very respectful posture and said in her crisp voice:

"Third uncle, there is a friend in the younger generation who wants to worship you as a ......"

"The old man is fishing, you can come back tomorrow. Before she finished speaking, Gu Zhong's lazy voice directly interrupted her, and Haotian next to her blinked her eyes in amazement, looking at Qingling who looked helpless and innocent, and didn't know what to say.

Qingling didn't seem to have encountered this situation for the first time, except for some helplessness, she didn't seem to be angry, but said to Haotian with some apologies:

"The third master has a strange temper, he said that if you come tomorrow, you can only come tomorrow, today you stay outside the canyon for a while, and I will come tomorrow to take you to see his old man. ”