The Ethereal Peak is the highest place in Jiuyang Mountain, and people often say that the Yuehua Hall that lives on the Ethereal Peak can overlook the three thousand floating beings between heaven and earth.

He stood on top of the ethereal peak protruding from the hanging stone, quietly looking into the distance. For more than 100,000 years, he was the only one in the Ethereal Peak, and it would not be long before the peace here would be broken.

Today is Xianbi, it stands to reason that he doesn't need to care about such a trivial matter, but Feng Yin, who is about to become his apprentice, also participates in Xianbi, so he has to go.

As soon as he thought of Feng Yin, the innocent appearance of a young man appeared in front of him.

For the first time in hundreds of thousands of years, someone could face him so calmly, and for him, those who bowed down to him would only make him feel bored.

No one ever thought that although the Nine Monarchs were called Immortal Monarchs, they had not yet ascended, and he was just an ordinary cultivator. He doesn't like it when others cut him off from the world.

He stood on the hanging stone for a moment, and then a white light appeared and disappeared in place.

Medicine Valley.

Wen Li Xianbi, who had left Jiuyang Mountain for 20 years, returned to the valley that day.

He came back this time to take care of the medicine field, if Feng Yin Xianbi was accepted as an inner disciple, the medicine field would be left unattended.

He sat calmly on the stone bench in the courtyard, holding a scroll in his hand and slowly flipping through it, and the young man knelt respectfully on the ground, staring at him with beautiful eyes.

"Get up." He stared at the book in his hand and didn't look at the youth.

"Master, there is a senior who said that he would accept me as an apprentice." Feng Yin looked at Wen Li's face, afraid that he would be unhappy and be very careful.

He still looked at the book with a faint expression, and replied softly: "Hmm."

"Master ......"

"I haven't taught you anything, you don't need to bow so much to me." He put down the book and turned his head to look at the young man kneeling on the ground, "Do whatever you want, cultivators shouldn't have so much to worry about." ”

Youth is silent. Although Wen Li has not taught himself personally, the books left here are the greatest kindness to himself.

"Feng Yin, if you really treat me as your master, remember my words." He stared at the young man calmly.

"Master, please speak, the disciples will definitely remember."

"The avenue is unforgiving." He got up and looked at Feng Yin condescendingly, "Those who have attained the Tao must first be ruthless and loveless." ”

"The avenue of benevolence and longevity, the cultivator takes benevolence as the way, so that he can be in harmony with the sky." He stood with his hands in his hands, "Feng Yin, the way of heaven is ruthless, if you want to attain the Tao, you must first abandon the mortal dust." ”

"Does it mean that you don't love, you don't think, you don't regret?" I don't know why, when he heard Wen Li's words, his heart ached faintly, "So cultivating immortals is just to gain the Tao?" To be a ruthless person? However, the predecessors said that the Tao is also the Tao, and the Tao is not the Tao, so is that the same meaning as what the master said? ”

Wen Li's heart trembled, and he hurriedly asked, "What is that senior's name?"

"Feng Yin doesn't know, the seniors didn't tell me, they only said that I would understand when the time comes."

"What does he look like?" People who can say such things must be unusual. Is the Tao not the Tao? Isn't it crazy?

"Silver-haired, beautiful, very young, yes, his eyes are purple."

Purple eyes. Wen Li looked at Feng Yin, and after a while, he only said, "Really?" You're lucky, go down. ”

After speaking, he sat back on the stone bench and continued to read.

Feng Yin looked up at Wen Li for a while before getting up to leave.

Feng Yin likes Wen Li very much, and he has the benevolence of a healer and the nobility of a person outside the world.

For the Tao, Feng Yin has seen it in many books, it is nothing more than a mixed heart, and it is the first time he has heard of it, which makes him think of Xuanyuan Ye, and people like Xuanyuan Ye are easy to get the Tao, right?

Regarding the Tao and not the Tao that his predecessors said, he felt that his predecessors didn't care much about the Tao. Anyway, he didn't understand it at all, it was too profound.

Jiuyang Mountain will recruit disciples once every ten years, and conduct an immortal competition every twenty years, as long as it is a disciple of Jiuyang, you can participate.

Senbi is in the main peak of the Jew Sendai.

The size of the Absolute Immortal Terrace was more than enough to accommodate the entire Jiuyang disciples. There is a square platform above the Jue Xian Terrace, which is the square platform where Feng Yin was whipped by the Great Elder six years ago.

This square platform is the Xianbi platform, and it is also the Zhuxian platform. There are some ancient runes engraved on the ground of the square platform, Feng Yin doesn't know these things, presumably the main peak must be the most solemn place in the Jiuyang Sect.

With the arrival of the Jiuyang disciples, about half an hour later, the six elders appeared in the air of the Xianbi Terrace, and when the Elder Hall Master Peak Lord and others appeared, carved chairs and soft couches appeared in the air.

The elders were forty or fifty meters above Senbidai and were distributed in the air sixty or seventy meters away from Senbidai.

Feng Yin's gaze followed the elders and the others, but he didn't see any trace of his seniors.

He thought that maybe the status of the predecessors was not high.

In the end, Feng Yin saw a vague shadow above the Great Elder, and he didn't know if it was a senior.

The immortal competition is a good opportunity for the disciples of Jiuyang to show their cultivation achievements and select good teachers, and generally the disciples who participate in the immortal competition are people with a certain strength.

The immortal competition was announced by the great elder, and looking at the Jiuyang disciples who flew up to the immortal competition, the young man suddenly found that it seemed that the outer disciples were the only ones who participated in the immortal competition, and the others were all swordsmen, and he didn't seem to have any spiritual weapons.

The time of the senbi is half a month, and a person can only compete at most three times a day. Feng Yin only needs one game today.

The victory didn't make the Jiuyang disciples smile lightly, and their expressions became more serious, because the more they went behind, the stronger their opponents became.

"In the one hundred and thirty-fourth field, the fourth-layer phoenix yin of qi training, and the fourth-layer Lu Ming of qi training."

Suddenly, the named young man was slightly confused, and when he returned to his senses, the opponent had already flown up the Senbi platform.

He took a deep breath and squeezed out of the crowd and walked onto Senbidai.

"Hey, doesn't he have a spiritual weapon?"

"Ha, Edgeworth won't dare to participate in the fairy competition......"

Feeling those unkind and mocking eyes, Feng Yin, who had just stepped onto the Xianbi Terrace, felt that his legs and feet were weak, especially the momentum of the elder's group made the young man feel that there was nowhere to hide.

Lu Ming looked at the incredibly beautiful young man in front of him and pouted his lips in disdain, people who didn't know the most basic swordsmanship would dare to fight with him.

Feng Yin not only can't fight, but he can't fight, he can only meditate, and no one has taught him how to fight!

The young man swallowed, if he could, he would surrender immediately.

"In Xia Lu Ming, please give me advice." Lu Ming smiled sarcastically, without the slightest respect.

"My name is Feng ...... Yes! Before the young man finished speaking, the opponent picked up the sword and slashed in the air, and a sword qi slashed at his arm, cutting through the thick robe, and blood overflowed instantly.

There was silence all around.

Xuanyuan Ye, who was standing at the forefront of Xianbi Terrace, frowned, why didn't this fool dodge?

"Do you look down on me?" Lu Ming was a little annoyed, and unceremoniously raised his sword and rushed forward.

"It's not." He doesn't know whether it's good or not!

Looking at Lu Mingfengyin, who was rushing over, he hurriedly retreated, but he was afraid that he would lose the game by falling off Xianbitai, so he had to turn around and run in another direction.

You chase me, and a good fairy has become a cat chasing a mouse.

Looking at the Xianbi platform, the Great Elder said in an unhappy cold voice: "It's the first time I've seen such a Xianbi seat!" Feng Yin still wants to be a respected apprentice? ”

"The Great Elder is just too serious." The charming second elder covered his mouth and smiled, "It's fun to watch Feng Yin's child in this seat, don't be so mean as an elder." ”

"Humph!" The Great Elder snorted coldly, "How can a cultivator be a joker? ”

Feng Yin looked back at Lu Ming, who was chasing after him, there was no way to go on like this, as long as the other party caught up with him, he would lose, and he couldn't beat him, the only way was to let Lu Ming jump down by himself. But how could Lu Ming jump down by himself?

Feng Yin rolled her eyes, revealing a yin smile like a stealing cat.

"Feng Yin, don't run! If you don't dare to fight, get down! "Lu Ming is almost angry! What kind of person is this!

"Why don't you run?" The young man stuck out his tongue, "Who let you attack me just now!" If you have the ability, catch me first. ”

"Do you think I'm here to play with you?" Lu Ming was about to go crazy, how could he meet such a shameless opponent. Chasing you? Think beautifully!

"Get out of here!"

Lu Ming stopped, inserted the sword back into the scabbard, and quickly pinched a few spells, only to see the spiritual energy in the air turn into dozens of spirit blades and fly towards Feng Yin.

Why don't you chase it? The young man looked at the flying spirit blade and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, can I use yin power?

React faster than reason-"Ping Pong-" The spirit blade collided with the black barrier, and was instantly corroded.

"Who are you?" Lu Ming looked at the black qi in front of the young man.

"I'm a good person!" Feng Yin hurriedly put away her yin power, and hid her hand behind her back with a weak heart, "You want to kill me, I have no malicious intentions!" ”