When Chu Fei and the others began to climb the mountain, Luo Yanxing had already led the disciples and individual elders down the mountain to go to the Changdao Sect to select disciples. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, in the long knife door, the head knife Leng Feng was patiently talking to Yang Yun.

"Do you know how to chop wood?"

The surrounding elders and disciples wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh - Master, what are you asking a little bit like that?

In other words, this Dao Leng Feng is also a careful person, and the sentence that Yang Yun shouted yesterday was remembered by him. It was Yang Yun's words to Chu Fei to "chop wood together". This was a joke in the eyes of ordinary people, but Dao Leng Feng noticed it.

Yang Yun nodded seriously, "Yes...... Master. ”

"Do you chop wood with an axe or a wood knife?"

"Hatchet. ”

Dao Leng Feng turned his head and ordered Ye Mingquan, the disciple next to him: "You go and prepare the firewood knife, all kinds of firewood knives are required." When you're ready, send it to the 'Wenxue Pavilion'. ”

"Wen Xue Ting?!" Ye Ming was all taken aback, but when he saw the master's eyes, he still went to prepare.

There are a lot of firewood knives, this thing is a daily necessity, and soon Ye Mingquan brought people and more than twenty firewood knives of different shapes to Wenxue Pavilion. These knives are long and short, thick and thin, wide and thin, and some are simply broken knives. Long knife door, there is no shortage of these things.

Ye Mingquan came to Wenxue Pavilion with a bundle of firewood knives and a few junior disciples from the inner gate, and the situation was very strange. Jin Guangyao, the master of the Long Knife Gate and the Single Knife Hall, who was drinking tea in Wenxue Pavilion, was stunned when he saw this scene, "Xiao Ye, what are you bringing a firewood knife for?"

Ye Mingquan smiled bitterly.

Wenxue Pavilion is a scenic holy place on the Luoxia Peak, the cedar here is tall and straight, the mountain wind blows, the pine waves are gusting; wait until winter, the snow falls one after another, it is wrapped in silver, the verdant and the silver and white are intertwined, the heavy snow and the green pine are compared, the wind comes and the snow is boundless, it is boundless, it makes people feel refreshed and happy, and the beauty is overwhelming.

Most importantly, this scenic sanctuary is very conducive to the artistic conception of the 'Martial Arts of the Sword'.

But now, in such a scenic holy place, Ye Mingquan came with a few inner disciples and a bundle of firewood knives!

The so-called bad scenery is talking about the present.

But now that Jin Guangyao asked, Ye Mingquan didn't dare not answer.

In addition to the head of the long knife gate, there are also two "halls", the single knife hall and the double knife hall, and the hall master of the two halls is the identity of the deputy head. It is similar to the status of the Evergreen Sword Sect on the Divine Sword Peak Huang Qiufeng and Yue Ling Peak.

Ye Mingquan smiled bitterly and explained: "Uncle Shi, it was Master who asked me to come. The little brother said that he could chop wood, so the master asked me to bring a firewood knife. ”

Jin Guangyao's movements as he was sipping tea suddenly stiffened, and he said to Ye Mingquan after a while: "Okay, let's put the firewood knives on the ground." Come and pour me tea.

I want to see what kind of skills this new disciple your master has in place!"

I want to know too! Ye Mingquan agreed in his heart, standing next to him and pouring tea. After a while, Dao Leng Feng walked slowly with Yang Yun.

When Jin Guangyao saw it, he immediately smiled: "I said, senior brother, usually you cherish this pine forest the most, and think that this is a famous spot and holy place in the realm of Changdaomen Enlightenment, and no one is allowed to destroy it." Why are you coming to cut down today?"

Dao Lengfeng's face was a little sad and a little excited, very weird. The words were also heavy mixed with excitement: "If you also receive a disciple like Yang Yun, even if it is a fire that burns the long knife door, I am willing!"

Jin Guangyao looked at Yang Yun and nodded affirmatively: "Yes." Famous teachers are hard to find, and disciples are even more difficult to find. The famous teacher is at least famous and everyone knows it, but the disciple is hidden in the people, and it is impossible to find it!"

"So, I brought him to chop wood. Dao Leng Feng said a cold joke, and then turned to Yang Yun, "Xiao Yun, pick a firewood knife and chop firewood for the teacher." Just cut down the pine tree in front of you and pick whatever you want. ”

Yang Yun was also not polite, he also knew that this matter was related to his future, among the many firewood knives, he chose a wide and long firewood knife, and walked towards a relatively low pine tree in front.

Everyone's eyes widened and they watched.

............

Evergreen Sword Sect, Chu Fei and other teenagers were out of breath, Evergreen Peak went up from the halfway up the mountain, the terrain became steeper and steeper, and the entire mountain peak was like a sword out of the sheath, straight into the sky.

In many places, stone steps are carved directly into the rock wall, and there are steep stone walls next to them, and in some places there are simply cliffs. Even if there is a railing next to it, it does not reduce the fear.

Some teenagers are estimated to have a fear of heights, but they still grit their teeth and insist.

Chu Fei also had heavy legs and feet. Although Zhou Tian was carried along the way and internal strength was run, the mountain road was too long, and that bit of qi and blood power had long been exhausted.

"It's here!" Li Zhenfeng finally said what the teenagers wanted to hear the most.

Chu Fei looked up, and saw that a distance of one zhang in front of him, there was a piece of bluestone, on which were engraved the three words of Douda: Fengyuntai.

The handwriting was sonorous, and there was a faint bit of sword light seeping out. Even if he didn't understand anything, Chu Fei could guess that this handwriting was not simple.

But what attracted Chu Fei's attention even more was that behind the bluestone, there was a 'stone sword' rising into the sky.

Look carefully, this bluestone sword is more than ten zhang high, and there are many people around the bluestone sword, but against the backdrop of the bluestone sword, it looks like an ant.

In addition, the surface of the bluestone sword is mottled, uneven, and there are no artificial traces, only the form of a three-point sword, and more of a weathered bluestone, which is just a miracle of nature, leaving this miraculous bluestone sword.

Around the bluestone sword, there is a flat land with a radius of more than 20 zhang, and many people are meditating.

Liu Zhenfeng took Chu Fei and other teenagers to the platform and stood aside, "I brought you here today to let you feel the artistic conception of 'idle clouds half falling outside the blue sky, dancing swords and singing long songs'."

No need to speak, no need to discuss. Watch yourselves quietly. After two moments, clean up the stones, small insects, etc. on the platform. Don't touch the grass here.

Disperse and move freely. Don't disturb those who are meditating, and don't leave this platform. ”

At this moment, there was another crisp laughter, and a row of girls walked out under the stone steps, and more than twenty girls came laughing and panting. The leader was a woman who was about thirty years old, it was none other than Ji Feifei, the elder of the girls' inheritance, who was also a master of the third-order True Martial Realm.

When the girls came to Fengyuntai, they stopped laughing and kept quiet. But one by one, they ran around like butterflies wearing flowers.

Chu Yan'er found Chu Fei as soon as possible, and the girl sat quietly beside Chu Fei, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Xiaofei, can we still see Brother Xiaoyun?"

"Yes, as long as you become Senior Brother Xiao Zihou or Senior Sister Zhang Hongying, it should be fine. ”

"Oh. Chu Yan'er responded, and the two of them began to look at this Fengyun platform, the bluestone sword here, and the sea of clouds around them.

The mountain is extremely high, the extreme eye is thousands of miles, the sky is full of clouds, and occasionally the clear clouds float over the wind and clouds, like a dream. At this time, on the Fengyun platform, there is only one bluestone sword standing alone, hidden in the white clouds.

The wind blows, the clouds dance, the wind blows, and the forests are struck.

Clear, light and elegant, yet boundless and vast. People above the clouds seem to have transcended the world and washed away the dust of the world.