Within a moment, a huge sect appeared in front of Mu Qiu's eyes.

This sect is the size of a hundred zhang, and the whole is composed of nine huge cylinders, which are curved together above the columns.

A black stone sword stood above, the sword body was pitch black, and several big characters of the Qinglian Sword Sect were engraved on it, exuding a fierce sword aura.

"Sword Idiot Elder!" When the disciple of the guard saw the sword idiot, he hurriedly clenched his fists and shouted respectfully, the worship in his eyes was unreserved.

The sword idiot is in the Qinglian Sword Sect, which is equivalent to a spiritual pillar, although he is in the position of an elder and does not care about the world, and everything in the sect is handed over to the disciple Ning Wuming to deal with, but with his cultivation of the Yuan Shen Decline, it is enough for him to have an absolute right to speak in the Qinglian Sword Sect.

"Hmm." replied lightly, and the sword idiot took Mu Qiu and walked inside.

The group of guards looked at Mu Qiu's back with shocked eyes, it was the first time they had seen a sword idiot bring an outsider back to the sect.

Following the sword idiot into the Qinglian Sword Sect, a thick aura that made the air a little viscous came to his face.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Qiu felt a sense of calmness.

"What a cultivation treasure land......" He looked around and saw the various palaces lined up, and he sincerely admired.

The intensity of the aura in the Qinglian Sword Sect is more than ten times richer than that of the Four Elephant Sects, and if such a treasure land is cultivated in it, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

"Hehe, if you want to stay, I can give you a room with the strongest aura." The sword idiot was on the side, smiling and seducing.

"That junior is blessed...... "Mu Qiu heard this, arched his hand, and said helplessly.

After his trip, he will go to the Alchemist Guild, and if he is lucky enough to get the championship, after taking that soul skill into his pocket, he will leave for Beizhou.

The reason why he went to the Alchemist Guild, in addition to the soul technique, the most important reason was that he wanted to get the identity of an Alchemist Guild, with this identity, his trip to Beizhou would definitely be a lot easier.

"Forget it, your kid's future achievements are limitless, if I leave you in this Qinglian Sword Sect, it will also harm you." The sword idiot sighed lightly, then waved his hand at him, and led him towards a large hall,

"Boom! Boom! Boom! ”

After the three bells rang, the Qinglian Sword Sect, which was originally somewhat calm, began to boil.

One by one, Changhong poured into the main hall, and finally turned into a figure, standing neatly in the main hall.

Then, the space surged, and fifteen figures drilled out of the space, and this group of people was restrained, and an invisible fierce aura emanated from their eyes.

Seeing the sword idiot on the main seat, these fifteen people all respectfully hugged their fists.

Mu Qiu, who was in His Royal Highness, couldn't help but secretly sigh when he saw this kind of formation, judging from his expression, this group of people should be the elders of the Qinglian Sword Sect, and there are five people who have stepped into the three declines of luck, and even the people closest to the sword idiot have hidden signs of stepping into the third decay of the Yuan Divine Decline.

The strength of the other ten people is not weak, they are all surrounded by Dao Yun, and their strength is all stepping into the second step.

Any person here, placed in the Water Moon Realm, can turn the Water Moon Realm upside down.

Seeing this, a doubt gradually rose in Mu Qiu's mind.

This Qinglian Sword Sect is so strong, how could it send people to the Ancient Battlefield, what are they looking for inside?

"Since everyone is here, then the old man announces that this sectarian conference has officially begun!"

An old man walked over from the side, he first glanced at the disciples of the Blue Lotus Sword Sect in the hall, and then glanced at the sword idiot on the main seat and the dozen or so elders beside him.

After Ning Wuming returned from a serious injury, he went into retreat to heal, and the affairs of the sect were handed over to him.

Although the lord of a sect has extremely high power, there are a lot of trivial things to manage, and the old man is obviously a little uncomfortable with his identity, and he seems a little cramped.

"Hu Rong, you are also an old man of the sect, show the momentum of the sect master!" The middle-aged monk beside the sword idiot joked to the old man.

"Alas...... But you are at leisure. The old man named Hu Rong shook his head helplessly, and then stood up straight.

Under the main hall, all the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect looked at Mu Qiu who was standing at the front curiously, not knowing who this person was.

"Ahem...... This time I summoned everyone to come for the matter of the Ancient Sword Pool......" Hu Rong coughed lightly, and then said loudly.

"Could it be that the Ancient Sword Pool is about to open?"

"Is the Ancient Sword Pool finally going to open, that's great!"

"Senior Brother Li Yuan, I'm going to set the quota this time!"

"Then you can try and see if you can grab a spot from me."

Behind Mu Qiu, not far away, a group of men and women heard the news and began to whisper.

This group of people is only eighteen or nineteen years old, and their cultivation is not low, and they all have the strength of the late stage of god transformation, so they are not ordinary disciples.

Among them, the person who is called Senior Brother Li Yuan is even more surrounded by Taoist rhyme, and it won't take long for him to succeed in enlightenment and enter the merger period.

"This time the sword pool is a little special, it is only open for one person......" Hu Rong waved his hand, signaling the disciples to be quiet, and then, he continued.

"Sect Master, from ancient times to the present, the Ancient Sword Pool has been qualified to enter by virtue of competition among disciples, this way of opening it only for one person will not be out of line!"

The young disciple named Li Yuan stepped forward, and he held his head high to express his dissatisfaction.

"yes, I'm afraid it's a bit unruly......"

"Who has such a great ability to let the sect open the Ancient Sword Pool specifically for him?"

Two more disciples stepped forward and echoed.

With the emergence of these people, the low-level disciples also began to express their dissatisfaction, and for a while, the hall was noisy.

Entering the Ancient Sword Pool is the dream of all the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect all along, and the sect has been extremely impartial since ancient times, and they have obtained qualifications based on their strength, although some disciples are red-eyed, but they have nothing to say, this kind of opportunity is naturally for the disciples with outstanding talents.

Now, Hu Rong announced that the person who entered the Ancient Sword Pool this time had been determined, which undoubtedly made the disciples unconvinced.

Hu Rong was also the first time to be the sect master, and his prestige was not high, and he didn't know what to do when he saw this kind of scene, so he had to look at the elders on the stage with a look of help.

"Ahem...... the sword idiot on the main seat slowly opened his slightly closed eyes, and he coughed lightly twice.

Suddenly, the following chatter immediately disappeared.

A group of disciples closed their mouths and looked at the sword idiot quietly, waiting for his answer.

"This time, the qualifications will be given to Elder Mu Qiu, all disciples, there must be no objections!" He swept around the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect and said lightly.

Although the tone is not heavy, it carries absolute majesty.

"Who is Elder Muqiu?"

"Do we have this elder in the Blue Lotus Sword Sect?"

“……”

As soon as the name Mu Qiu came out, everyone was stunned, and they didn't know where this person was sacred.

"It's him, he's the new elder of our Qinglian Sword Sect."

The sword idiot paused, stretched out a finger, and gently pointed at Mu Qiu, who had an innocent face, and said in a somewhat playful voice.

"Huh!"

Tens of thousands of eyes, with a strong fighting intent, instantly cast on Mu Qiu at the front.