The five peaks of Yuncheng, the Xuyue Peak is in the east, the Liuzhi Peak is in the west, the Waterfall Peak is in the north, and the Moon Peak of only the female gate is sitting in the south and looking north, and the other three peaks surround the main peak Lingyun Peak in the center, and there is a cable bridge that is connected by steel cables of several thousand meters long between the two adjacent peaks, which is wound with thick green vines all the year round, and it looks natural.

On the evening of the same day that Yunchen was taken to Lingyun Peak to be punished, Di Yunjing, who had been in retreat for four years, successfully refined Qi and transformed Yuan, and at the same time, this news overpowered the boiling news that had been spread a moment ago because Yunchen was personally punished by the head of the sect, and spread throughout the entire Cloud City Xuanzong. You must know that the last time she broke this record was also her disciple Meng Yunxue, and it took four years and two months to refine Qi and Huayuan.

"Could it be that the Cloud City Xuanzong has been in decline since then?" Not only did the Cloud City disciples think so, but even the other Three Peaks Sect Masters were jealous.

The happiest is the first Gui Qianyue of Mochizuki Peak, it is her vision and her means, coupled with her indulgence of Di Yunjing, the little overlord at the beginning, that together contributed to Di Yunjing's feat, it can be said that the overall strength of the female disciples under the sect surpasses the second-generation disciples on other peaks in this way, and it is not impossible for him to be in charge of the Yuncheng Xuanzong.

The most frustrated and resentful is Di Yunliang, who has practiced to the fifth layer in four years, and he is about to refine the qi and transform the yuan, but he was robbed of the limelight by Di Xinjing, the crazy girl who has been working against him in the family since he was a child.

As soon as Di Yunjing came out, the first thing she did was to grab Yun Rong and ask, "How many hailstorms have fallen?" This is an additional condition for her to promise her master to practice the Ice Silence Mind Method, and someone must help her remember how many hailstorms have fallen, Gui Qianyue immediately handed over this task to Yun Rong, who took care of her food and clothing.

"Call Senior Sister!" Yun Rongxing glared and gestured her fist to Di Yunjing, who was neither big nor small.

There is no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and in the past four years, Yun Rong has not only hardened his tone to Di Yunjing, but he has taken care of everything in life, Di Yunjing is arrogant but not arrogant, she still knows who is good to her, so she simply shouted: "Senior sister!"

The sweet and greasy voice made Yun Rong unnaturally goosebumps, "The big hail hasn't rained once, and the raindrops of Xiaoice hail have every time before it snows, at least a hundred times in four years!" Yun Rong didn't know why Yun Jing was obsessed with hail.

"Yay!" Yun Jing cheered, and then asked with a little worry, "How much rain did it rain?"

"You didn't let me remember that. Yun Rong frowned, she really didn't agree with the little junior sister's hobby, who would be idle and have nothing to do to write down how many rains and snows? But seeing Yun Jing's pitiful eyes, her heart softened, and she said: "We are located here in the northwest, and there is already a lot of snow and little rain, if you don't count sleet, there will not be more than fifty rains in four years." ”

Di Yunjing nodded again and again, "That's right, that's right, that's it." After speaking, she ran towards the cable bridge leading to Xuyue Peak on the edge of the cliff with a gust of wind, and shouted from afar: "Brother Xinchen, Brother Xinchen, Jing'er is here~"

"Be careful. "Yun Rong is in a hurry, the cable bridge connecting the two peaks is swaying and narrow, and the clouds and mist are rolling up and down, that is, many disciples who have been in the beginners for many years do not dare to leave before they have practiced light skills and flying snow, Yun Rong was just about to support Yun Jing, but was stopped by Gui Qianyue, who was one step behind Yun Jing.

"You've seen her!"

In Yun Rong's eyes, Di Yunjing looked straight ahead, her running and rolling legs did not pause on the cable bridge, and she ran across the cable bridge for several kilometers in one go, and rushed to Xu Yue Peak.

"Yun Rong, do you know why I compromised with Yun Jing and kept her on the mountain?" Gui Qianyue asked.

Yun Rong really didn't know this, she knew that if she changed to any disciple, she would be as arrogant as Yun Jing when she first went up the mountain, and she would be swept away by Gui Qianyue directly.

"It's courage, Yun Jing's courage is high, still above you and Yun Xue, she is a natural sword cultivator, the master once taught me, those who have courage can fight the sword world, invincible!"

"But master, Yunchen just now..."Yun Rong said worriedly, she was afraid that Di Yunjing would not be afraid of the little overlord in the sky, and she would run up to Lingyun Peak for Yunchen to stir up the chickens and dogs.

Gui Qianyue showed a rare faint smile on her face, "I hope that this Yunchen will last a little longer, so that I will have a reason to let Yun Jing continue to practice hard." ”

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The Grandmaster's Ancestral Hall is located in a col in the mountain behind Lingyun Peak, except for a path that leads down the cliff from Lingyun Front, it is surrounded by cliffs, and it is difficult for even people with light skills to reach it from other places.

There is a small temple-like courtyard in the mountain col, which is the ancestral hall dedicated to the spiritual seats of the ancestors of the Yuncheng sect in the past dynasties. Because it is located in the shade of the mountain, there is no sunlight all year round, and the ancient trees around the ancestral hall cover the sky and strange stones, so the first feeling is that it is gloomy.

Is Di Yunchen afraid of ghosts? At least when Law Enforcement Elder Lin Qiandong sent him here, he still had a hint of luck. It's so quiet here, and no one disturbs me when I practice. Self-comforting, he ignored the unbearable look in Lin Qiandong's eyes when he left, or rather, he was abandoned by his mother and adopted by others since he was a child, and he didn't want to see the mercy given by others because of sympathy at any time.

The courtyard wall built by the mountain is covered with jujube red green vines, and a few small dark red flowers bloom sparsely and sparsely, like blood flowers that bloom when blood flows. Pushing open the only house in the small courtyard, his eyes were full of thick dust and dry cobwebs, a strong smell of mildew and rot came to his face, Di Yunchen's brows were furrowed together, and the smell of decay and mourning in the air almost made it difficult for him to breathe.

His gaze wandered in the main hall, and there were eight hideous and terrifying diamond statues on the left and right sides, and a silent scream rose in Di Yunchen's heart, and the stone statues with fangs and claws seemed to want to devour his flesh and blood.

The incense on the altar of a row of more than 20 spiritual positions has been extinguished for a long time, and a gust of yin wind blew from outside the door, rolling up the incense ashes in the incense bowl on the divine case and rolling towards Di Yunchen, so frightened that Di Yunchen quickly knelt down and kowtowed a few heads to the spiritual positions of the ancestors of the past dynasties, and quickly closed the door and retreated to the outside of the hall.

There is a haunted place on Lingyun Peak, Di Yunchen has also vaguely heard a few senior brothers mention it, look at this day, this small courtyard, this ancestral hall, Di Yunchen has already understood in his heart that he is afraid that he will be locked in a haunted house by Shangguan Qianhong's old horseman.

Regarding the gods and demons, Di Yunchen, who has read wild history miscellaneous books since he was a child, still has a belief attitude. However, he believes that most of the demons mentioned in the book have a heart, and if the heart trembles, the ghost is near, and the heart is quiet, and the ghost is far away. If Di Yunjing's courage is more like the recklessness of a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, then Di Yunchen's courage is to deal with it calmly.

Di Yunchen no longer thought about it, sat in front of the door of the main hall and calmly immersed himself in cultivation, until the sky was dark and nightfall, and Di Yunchen, who was hungry with his chest against his back, woke up from his cultivation, and at this moment the ancestral hall was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water, but he found a new problem, no one came to bring him food... This is going to starve him to death!

In this ancestral hall of the grandmaster, Di Yunchen ran out of the small courtyard and drank the snow falling along the cliff, and when he returned to the small courtyard, he pulled out the Qingfeng sword he brought with him, not because of courage, but because he was used to dancing the sword in the snow at night.

In the middle of the night, the wind became stronger and more urgent, and after pouring into this mountain col, there were bursts of "woo woo..." in the ancestral hall, like the sound of ghosts crying wolves. Di Yunchen was still dancing the sword, his steps were still so slow, and at the same time, his mind was also running.

"Haha... Haha...."A burst of wild laughter like a ghost coming from the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring, coming out of the ancestral hall of the grandmaster, mixed with the sound of the wind that echoed with "woo", echoed in the small courtyard, this is a humiliating and unwilling and arrogant laugh, she will make you panic and regenerate a little sadness....

Di Yunchen's sword dance was even more urgent, but the pace under his feet was chaotic.

The ghost laughter was even more poignant, overpowering the wind that swirled in Yun Chen's ears, disturbing the last trace of defense in his heart, and in the shaking of the main hall gate, there seemed to be countless ghost figures rushing from the main hall, all with faces as white as paper, hanging blood-red tongues, and dancing with teeth and claws.

Di Yunchen stopped practicing his sword, knelt on the ground and closed his eyes and covered his ears, but the poignant laughter still echoed in his heart, and the ghosts still lingered in his mind, their sharp nails had torn his heart and lungs, and they were laughing and dancing with his intestines...

"Ahh

At the same time, the ghost screams in the courtyard stopped abruptly, and only the "wooing" mountain wind swirled!