The mountain gate of the new sword gate was built in a low-key manner.

All Taoist sects, the size of the nine-fold mountain gate, symbolizing the height of the sky nine layers, this is also the extreme, on behalf of the monk's yearning for the top of the avenue, but all over the world, the shape of the mountain gate is different, the Great Qin likes black and white, so the mountain gate also uses this color, or the momentum is deep, or the white cloud falling from the sky, and the shape is simple and simple, in addition to the fixed pattern, there are very few carvings, and the East Wilderness sect is not, there are often carvings on the nine-fold mountain gate, some are their own ancestors, some are Taoist sages, and some are pure legendary figures, and even divine beasts, etc., such as the sword gate in the Lingxu Mountain, the sword is engraved on the nine-fold mountain gate, a total of eighty-one, also symbolizes the pinnacle of the sword, and other kendo sects in the world, in order to show respect for the sword immortal, do not use the number eighty-one, most of them only engrave eighty swords.

And this new mountain gate in front of Su Qi, did not adopt the shape of the East Wilderness, but into the local customs, the same as the Great Qin Sect, with pure black stone carving, there are very few carvings on it, only the first heavy mountain gate is carved in the middle of a sword, and the nine mountain gates are not high, not big, it seems to be just an ordinary small sect, some Great Qin Sect in order to show their identity, like to place hanging bells, tripods, swords, bells on both sides of the mountain gate, but this should be an artifact, there is no in front of the Jianmen Mountain, only a straight mountain road leads directly to the nine peaks.

The disciples guarding the mountain gate had already seen the arrival of Su Qi and his party from afar.

There are many new faces among them, their realm is quite low, they have just entered the threshold of cultivation, and they are not real monks in essence, which is in the eyes of other sects, most of them are a little shabby, because the mountain gate represents the face of a sect, and the disciples who guard the mountain gate are like jewelry to decorate their faces, the stronger it is, the more powerful the sect is, and there are few disciples like the sword gate who have not even entered the spiritual sea to guard the mountain gate.

They didn't recognize Su Qi either, they were really a little panicked when they saw this group of people flying from afar, and some even held down the hilt of the sword in their hands, but fortunately, two of these disciples had really cultivated, they migrated here from the Eastern Wilderness with Zhao Riyue, and they had also witnessed the battle between the two clans in the Lingxu Mountain Range, so they recognized Su Qi at a glance.

"Uncle Junior is back!" one of them shouted, pushing the two disciples beside him hard, "Quick, Ming Sword!"

The two disciples ran up in a panic, there are two exquisite stone platforms next to the ninth mountain gate, and a special sword is placed on it, this sword is called the Ming Sword, although it is a magic weapon, but it is not a sharp blade, there is no ability to fight with people, there is only one effect, that is, after injecting aura, there will be a sword whistle that resounds throughout the mountain, or majestic, which means that there are distinguished guests visiting, or Zheng Zheng killing, which means that there is a great enemy attacking, or the sword sound is tactful, which means that there are their own people back.

The Ming Sword was placed on the stone platform, and there were three layers of platforms below, which were carved with exquisite formations, corresponding to the three abilities of the Ming Sword, and the two little disciples hurriedly ran to their respective positions, and quickly pressed their palms on the lowest platform, pressing a spirit stone down.

These two swords are brought from the Eastern Wilderness, they are the things left behind when the sword immortal created the sect, so the quality is excellent, although the sword roar is loud, but it is not torn and piercing, the slightly tactful sword roar is like a dragon floating in the river, the phoenix rises from the sycamore, pure and vast, it spreads throughout the entire sword gate in the blink of an eye, the sword sword contains thousands of years of sword intent, and instantly hooks the sword qi in the body of the disciple in the mountain, and in an instant, the sword intent in the mountain of the sword gate is vertical and horizontal.

In the Juque Palace.

Zhao Riyue knelt on the futon, she was reviewing the expenses of the Sword Gate for the next month, and then as the head of the sect, after starting to deal with the affairs of the Sword Gate, she knew that it was not easy to be in charge, everything had to be carefully calculated, in order to save silver taels, she had to carefully review the expenses of the next month every month, to ensure that there was no waste before putting her mind at ease, and every time at this time, she missed Uncle Xiao very much, because he was probably the best at arithmetic in the world, she still remembered the boring night when she was in Qishan, she had watched him easily write a bunch of numbers and equations that she couldn't understand at all, and looked at him after he was done and said with a smile I calculated the height of Qishan, at that time, he still didn't know how to practiceShe is also just an ignorant little girl, but she is very happy.

Sometimes, Zhao Riyue would think, it's not bad to stay in Qishan all the time, they didn't come out, they didn't involve the big war between humans and demons, the master was not seriously injured, the little uncle didn't leave, the senior sister didn't have the sword qi to penetrate the bones, turned into indestructible ice, just simply lived a life on the Qishan, although it was dull, although it was unchanged, but at least everyone was together.

But thinking about it, she will also feel selfish, because in that case, the master will still be trapped in a stone room, unable to see the brilliance of the sun and the moon, the hatred in the senior sister's heart will never be worn away, and the little uncle will never be able to embark on the path of cultivation, and the confusion in his heart will probably not be answered in his life.

There are gains, there will be losses, few things are truly complete, Zhao Riyue now understands this truth very well, just a few months, everything has changed, Zhao Riyue is used to the difficult but fulfilling life now, she is no longer the girl who will only rely on the little uncle and sister, but has become a substitute for the master of the sect who must support a place for the disciples to survive, and she carries the future of thousands of people on her shoulders.

She is maturing, she doesn't complain, she doesn't cry out about pain, she just misses it a lot.

True missing.

The sword roared.

The big sword in front of the Juque Hall rose into the air, trembling slightly, as if responding to the two swords.

Zhao Riyue raised her head, her body stiffened, and she looked at the giant sword blankly, and Zhao Shiqin, who was writing with her head bowed on the side, turned her head suddenly, looked at Zhao Riyue, and shouted softly, "Uncle Xiao is back!"

Zhao Riyue nodded blankly, Zhao Shiqin's voice seemed to be very hazy, as if it came from another world, she looked out of the hall in a daze, in a daze, and suddenly got up after a while, knocked over the pen holder on the table, and ran away.

She rushed out of the Juque Palace, stretched out her hand and made a move, and the Juque Sword that she had been waiting for for a long time hit like a strong wind, and instantly fell under her feet.

A frightening surge rose from the new giant peak.

The elder disciples in the mountain had already stopped teaching and practicing, and one after another sword light shuttled out between the peaks, hanging in the air, lined up on both sides, quietly watching the stunning sword go straight to the mountain gate, and those disciples who couldn't resist the sword either looked up, or rushed up the mountain, wanting to stand on a high place to see clearly.

The peak of the Eight Desolations.

Bai Tang suddenly put away his sword and turned around, and the Wei family sisters and brothers on the opposite side rushed to the edge of the cliff quickly, looking at the sword light, the huge sword roar still ringing in his ears, and shouted happily, "Little Uncle is back!"

Six out of the peak.

This is a place where no elder disciples can set foot except for Zhao Riyue, except for the chaotic grass, trees, trees and stones, there is not even a main hall, only in the middle, there is a piece of human-high ice, exuding a cold chill, and there is a beautiful girl sealed in the ice, she holds the sword in both hands, standing in front of her chest, and the ice is full of terrible sword intent.

Lu Celadon sword intent penetrated into the bones, and his body turned into cold for several months.

But at this moment, her eyebrows and eyes trembled slightly, and a trace of cracks appeared on the ice, but unfortunately, when the sword roar was over, these cracks also stopped spreading, and she fell asleep again.

It's like waiting for someone to wake up.