"The auspicious time has come, kowtow to the teacher!"

A song and a song.

The last apprenticeship ceremony in the Wutai Sect Mixed Yuan Hall was being held.

In the middle of the main hall sits a feather-clothed Taoist man, with immortal wind and bones, and a solemn treasure, which is the ancestor of Taiyi Mixed Yuan, and a group of monks and monks under him are Maha Venerable Sikong Zhan, Wan Miao Immortal Gu Xu Feiniang, Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, and the master of Mixed Yuan's personal transmission, the golden body Arhat Fa Yuan.

A young man knelt on the ground and said, "Disciple Gu Feng greets Master!"

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch was full of pride, and with one hand, he helped Gu Feng up with an invisible force, "Haha! Good apprentice, get up quickly! Although our Wutai faction has a number of big factions in the world, it doesn't have those hypocritical stinky rules, as long as you don't deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestor, everything else is up to you!"

"Disciple doesn't dare!" Gu Feng said respectfully, but secretly slandered in his heart.

There are no rules.

The precepts of these Wutai sects are so loose, no wonder the disciples are mixed, and the spells in the sect are both good and evil, and these people often rely on Taoism to do things such as plundering and seizing souls, even if they are discovered by others, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch is extremely protective, which instead fuels their lawless arrogance, which lays the root of the bane of annihilation......

These thoughts Gu Feng were hidden in his heart, and he did not reveal the slightest.

"Don't be so restrained! You brought the Baiyang diagram, if my Wutai faction is prosperous in the future, completely overpowering the Emei faction, and ruling the bull's ear of the world's immortal sect, you will be the greatest hero at that time!"

The sword immortals under him, Sikong Zhan and Xu Feiniang, looked at each other one after another, their faces were full of surprise, such words of praise showed how much the master sect attached great importance to this disciple of the sect!

In the crowd, only Zhu Hong gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of cruelty.

He was originally the youngest closed disciple of Mixed Yuan, and he was the most favored, if the patriarch had another disciple, he would naturally ignore him.

How can Zhu Hong, who had been taking and taking away in the Wutai faction before, endure this?

This is also the reason why Zhu Hong attacked Gu Feng without saying a word before, just because Gu Feng actually wanted to apprentice to the Mixed Yuan Patriarch, which completely caused him to kill.

He stared at Gu Feng with a fierce killing intent in the depths of his eyes.

"Feng'er, this is the three-yuan sword refined for the master and it will be given to you!" With a wave of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch's hand, a crystal long sword fell into Gu Feng's hand, sharp and incomparable, it seemed to be made of the heaven and earth strange things too platinum, among which there was a shadow with a single horn and two claws, which was actually a Qimen flying sword that sealed the soul of the beast.

Gu Feng was surprised and delighted to borrow the treasure from his master.

Seeing this, Zhu Hong was even more jealous, the ancestor had promised to refine a high-grade flying sword for him, but he didn't expect this stinky boy to apprentice, and the ancestor actually gave it to this stinky boy instead.

The raging jealousy and anger burned in his heart, gradually burying his reason, not only hating Gu Feng to the bone, but even the Mixed Yuan Patriarch was hated by him.

Gu Feng hadn't realized that he had taken the opportunity of others, and even if he knew, he wouldn't care the slightest.

As the apprenticeship was over, he saluted all the uncles, uncles, brothers and sisters one by one.

"Congratulations to the little junior brother!" That Wan Miao Immortal Gu Xu Feiniang is worthy of being a character with eight faces, Ying Ying smiled, took out a small purple gourd and handed it over, "This is the meeting gift of the senior sister!"

Gu Feng hesitated to take it.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch had a smile on his face, "Don't you thank Senior Sister, this is Senior Sister's proud magic weapon, Sansan True Yuan Gourd!"

Gu Feng was taken aback when he heard this.

As a sect of both good and evil, the most powerful magic weapon is a treasure of the evil sect called the 66 True Yuan Gourd, which extracts the souls of 6636 boys and girls to refine 36 flying swords into the gourd, and then collects the two qi of heaven and earth Yin and Yang to refine the gourd.

Once used, thirty-six demon gods can be released, devouring the true essence of others, each demon god can control the flying sword, split and attack, or form a circle, each of which has a combat power no less than the level of scattered immortals.

If others get this treasure, even if it is just a casual cultivation, they can open a mountain and establish a sect of their own.

But just because these six or six true yuan gourds hurt the heavens and harmony too much, the people who refine the treasure always encounter calamities, or human calamities, or heavenly calamities, in short, there are many calamities, so it is extremely difficult to practice.

This three-three true yuan gourd is obviously just a simplified version, but it is extremely powerful.

Looking at Xu Feiniang's smiling appearance, Gu Feng felt a chill, who would have thought that this seemingly beautiful female sword fairy would be such an evil magic weapon as soon as she made a move?

Gu Feng carefully took the gourd into his arms, and then the Maha Venerable Sikong Zhan and Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, as their uncles, also gave magic weapons one by one, which were a bundle of demon ropes and a sword talisman.

As for the two cheap senior brothers, Master Tokh and the golden-bodied Arhat Fa Yuan, they were not stingy, and gave them a magic flag and a ring respectively.

For a time, Gu Feng also gained a lot.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch sat on the side, and when he saw this harmonious scene, he also nodded happily.

His lifelong pursuit is to improve the fragment of the "Taiyi Golden Chapter", is to find a broad road that leads directly to the heavenly immortals and even the golden immortals, and finally turn the side into a righteous and become the authentic Xuanmen, which is also the real contradiction between the Wutai faction and the Emei faction.

I think that the Emei faction was just a small faction in Xishu back then, but the old Taoist of Changmei got the "Nine Heavens Xuanjing" and ascended in the flesh, proving the golden immortal Dao fruit, and the Emei faction turned from the side to the right.

In this case, why can't I do it?

Thinking of this, the Mixed Yuan Patriarch felt a lot of pride in his heart, and he looked at Gu Feng's eyes with more and more appreciation.

After all, there are few apprentices with a flawless foundation like this and a solid foundation in the world, and maybe the Wutai Dao system will fall on this son in the future.

"Feng'er, come here!" Mixed Yuan Patriarch suddenly opened his mouth and beckoned.

Gu Feng hurriedly walked over.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch didn't speak, and pointed a sword on Gu Feng's forehead, and a streamer shot into his eyebrows.

Countless pieces of information crossed Gu Feng's mind, and many unheard of magic techniques surfaced one by one.

Xu Feiniang, Fa Yuan and others understood and knew that the ancestor was teaching the Fa, and left silently.

Only when Zhu Hong was leaving, he cast a jealous gaze, which made the Mixed Yuan Patriarch frown secretly.

Gu Feng was immersed in a wonderful realm at this time, and he didn't know the changes in the outside world.

The true yuan in his body naturally circulated in his body, breaking through the twelve levels, and the qi of Kanli spewed out in his mouth and nose, and the invisible divine consciousness spread out, enveloping the entire hall.

The many artifacts were suddenly captured in the air, floating still.

"Knowing the meaning is the law, entering the realm of the Dao!" "The Mixed Yuan Patriarch was surprised, "Feng'er's Dao base is even stronger than I imagined, I just passed on the Fa, and he is about to break through?!"

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a sword roared, like the sound of a dragon's groan, resounded in the sky.

Thirty-six flying needles shot into the air, forming a flying sword to hold Gu Feng in the air.

He opened his eyes suddenly, sharp and striking, and his heart was very happy.

Gu Feng knew that he had finally officially broken through to the foundation, entered the Dao and passed through the Xuan, and had the ability to fly with a sword, and he could truly be called a sword immortal!