The two of them volleyed their swords in the air, shuttling on the top of the sea of clouds, with fluttering white clothes and slender figures, if they were seen by mortals, they would be shocked!

Qi Hao looked at Ye Mo, who was only seventeen or eighteen years old and could fly with a sword, and his eyes flashed with admiration, even if he was a genius like him, he had not stepped into the fourth layer of Yuqing at this age-Expelling Realm!

Yunqingmen and Qingyunmen are not far away, and with the speed of Ye Mo and the others, they will reach Qingyun territory in about two hours.

In the sea of clouds, seven majestic mountain peaks towered and broke through the top of the clouds and plunged into the sky!

At this time, the sun is rising in the east, the sea of clouds is vast, and the bright golden sunlight is reflected on the vast sea of clouds, which adds a touch of sacred heritage to this rare wonder.

"What a fairy family!"

Ye Mo, who stayed in front of Qingyun Gate, couldn't help but be stupid when he saw such a beautiful natural picture, if this was in Lanxing, it would never be possible to see it.

Qi Hao next to him heard Ye Mo's exclamation, the corners of his mouth outlined a trace of arc, and his eyes looking at Ye Mo became softer.

Rao is extremely high state of mind cultivation, and when he hears outsiders praise the sect he is proud of, he can't help but be happy in his heart.

Further in, a very huge square, the ground is all paved with white marble, the light is shining, at a glance, so that people have a small heart. The white clouds in the distance, like light yarns, are floating under their feet.

In the center of the square, a copper giant tripod is placed every dozens of zhang, divided into three rows, three in each row, a total of nine, and placed in a regular manner. From time to time, there is a light smoke floating in Dingzhong, and its smell is clear but not dispersed.

"This is the 'sea of clouds' in the six views of Qingyun, and there is even better ahead!"

Qi Hao led the way in front, talking as he walked, his tone revealing a pride and pride that could not be concealed.

"What is it?"

Ye Mo, who had read the original book, had already vaguely guessed what the scene was ahead, but he still pretended to be curious and asked.

Qi Hao pointed his hand and said, "Hongqiao." ”

Ye Mo looked into the distance, and saw that in the distance ahead, at the end of the square, behind the misty clouds, something seemed to be shining, and they quickened their pace and walked forward.

Gradually, there was the sound of water, and occasionally there were one or two strange sounds like thunder, which came from nowhere.

As they got closer and closer, the clouds gently surrounded them like gentle fairies, gradually pulling back the faint veil to reveal a clear face.

At the end of the square, a stone bridge, without seats and piers, rises horizontally, one end is set up in the square, stretches straight upward, into the depths of the white clouds, such as a dragon leaping into the sky, the momentum is arrogant. There is a thin sound of water, under the sun, the whole bridge exudes colorful colors, such as a rainbow in the sky, falling into the world, gorgeous and colorful, beautiful and beautiful.

Stepping on the stone bridge, Ye Mo realized that there was continuous water flowing down on both sides of the bridge, which was extremely clear, but the middle part did not get a drop of water. The sunlight shines through the clouds on the bridge and is refracted by the water, creating a brilliant rainbow.

After crossing the Hongqiao, Ye Mo and the others landed on the edge of a bay in front of the palace, and a spacious stone step led directly to the destination of the trip-Yuqing Palace.

But as they were walking up the steps, a mutation occurred, and the turquoise and clear pool of water suddenly let out a violent roar, like thunder in the sky.

The calm surface of the pool lifted a column of water, and the largest of them even had the size of several people hugging, and a huge figure suddenly appeared above the lake.

It was a monster over five feet tall, covered in scaly armor and with the head of a dragon and the body of a lion.

"Is this the Mountain Guardian Divine Beast of Qingyun Gate, the Water Qilin Spirit Venerable? It's great, but why is it hostile to me? ”

As soon as the Water Qilin Lingzun appeared, Ye Mo's cold hair stood up, and his heart was shocked, he felt a powerful aura of vicissitudes tightly locked on him, as long as Ye Mo made a slight move, Lingzun would immediately attack.

Ye Mo was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why this always gentle Spirit Venerable was so hostile to him, they just met for the first time, this is not scientific at all.

"Lord Lingzun, Ye Shaoxia is my Qingyun relic, and now I am invited by the head of the sect to watch the Qingyun ceremony!"

At this time, Qi Hao was also confused, and he didn't know where the hostility that suddenly rose up from Lingzun came from.

Hearing the four words of Qingyun's relics, Lingzun's big eyes like giant lamps flashed with doubt, and it shook its head and looked at Ye Mo carefully, but found nothing.

At last it regained its languid appearance, basking in the warm sun, and in a moment the snoring sounded by the pool.

"Lingzun is an ancient beast that our Qingye Patriarch has subdued, so Lingzun may have played a joke with the young man!"

Qi Hao said to Ye Mo slightly apologetically, and at Ye Mo's strong request, Qi Hao changed the name of Ye Mo to Shaoxia.

"It's okay, your faction has such an auspicious beast as the Water Qilin, it's really a good omen."

Ye Mo's mouth twitched, just kidding? Where does this look like a joke?

kept complaining in his heart, but Ye Mo still showed a sincere smile on his face, and said in praise, making Qi Hao sigh that his bearing was extraordinary, not like a child from a small sect.

Walking through the high steps, Ye Mo and the others came to the destination Yuqing Palace, and walked into the hall, where an old man in a Taoist robe sat in the main seat.

Fairy wind bones, wearing a dark robe, warm and bright eyes, and a black hair bound by a hosta, at first glance, it is difficult to imagine that this person is an old man who has experienced hundreds of years of vicissitudes.

"Meet the boss!"

"Qingyun Relic Vein Ye Mo see the master!"

As soon as they entered the door, the two of them saluted Dao Xuan at the same time, and in order to get closer to Qingyunmen, Ye Mo did not mention Yunqingmen, but claimed to be the relics of Qingyun.

"Ye Mo Xiaoyou doesn't need to be polite, you and I are both the leaders of the same faction, and our status is equal!"

Sure enough, when Dao Xuan heard Ye Mo claiming to be the relics of Qingyun, he was overjoyed, and the tone of his voice to Ye Mo was a lot closer.

When a sect has reached its peak, it cares about reputation and honor, and letting Yunqing return to Qingyunmen is the long-cherished wish of many generations of Qingyun leaders, and the incompleteness of Qingyun has always been their heart disease.

But although Yunqingmen is getting weaker and weaker, but they are not willing to enter Qingyun, the ancients' thinking is particularly stubborn, Yunqing enters Qingyun, then it declares the failure of Yunqing's lineage, which is equivalent to admitting that Yunqing Patriarch is not as good as Qingyun Patriarch in disguise, which is something that the previous generations of Yunqing leaders would rather die than want to happen.

The same faction and equal status? Talking nonsense with his eyes open, this Xuan is worthy of being an old fritter, and he speaks so beautifully!

The president of a small country is also a president, and the president of the United States is also a president, so why is it that no one says that they are of equal status?

"The sixtieth year of the Seven Veins Martial Arts is about to begin, this time I invite the little friends to come over to watch the ceremony, and by the way, I will guide these juniors."

"The cultivation is still shallow, how can you be qualified to guide the Qingyun disciples!"

Dao Xuan smiled dumbly, thinking to himself, although the old master said that Ye Mo was extremely talented, but at the age of sixteen, it would be good to have five or six levels of cultivation in Yuqing.

What followed was nothing more than some polite entertainment, Ye Mo and Dao Xuan talked nonsense for a few minutes, and then walked out of the Yuqing Hall under the leadership of Qi Hao.