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On the way, Qin Changqing has been sitting on the crane's back and meditating with his eyes closed, while Lu Ping has been hiding under the wide feathers of the giant crane most of the time and sleeping with his head bored. Strange to say, the cold wave that Lu Ping must come every night in the past three days did not appear once, which made him surprised and a little worried, for fear that the next time there was a cold wave, the symptoms would be aggravated.

In the evening of the fourth day, Lu Ping took a nap and came out from under the feathers of the giant cranes, and in the bitter wind, he saw that they had already flown out of the vast mountains and forests and flew over a verdant field. In the distance, a white mist filled the distance, and a huge mountain loomed in the middle of it.

The giant crane was like a dog that saw the door, and barked happily at the huge mountain in the distance. Flailing his wings, he plunged headlong into the sea of clouds at a faster speed.

When they passed through the thick sea of clouds, there was a sudden light in front of them, and a huge mountain peak without friends suddenly appeared in front of them.

Lu Ping couldn't describe whether it was a giant mountain or a giant island in front of them, because it was completely floating in the air at an altitude of nearly a thousand meters. When the giant crane flies closer, it is like an ant approaching a towering ancient tree, and this huge contrast between large and small cannot be described in words.

After flying closer, I saw the ups and downs of the mountains on the giant island, the vast plains, the mountains and valleys, the waterfalls, and countless rare birds and beasts leisurely, and I was not surprised to see people. All kinds of pavilions and pavilions, high-rise buildings and huge halls, distributed among the flowers and bamboos, form a picture of fairyland.

In the sky, the birds are soaring, the figures are chaotic, and the entry and exit are very busy.

Lu Ping was stunned, he didn't even hear Qin Changqing's words beside him, and he didn't react when he called him a second time.

"What is this mountain called, it's so big and amazing, it's actually floating in the sky?" Lu Ping didn't hear what Qin Changqing was saying at all, and asked in amazement.

"Tianshan, this is the sect of our Tianshan faction. Qin Changqing's expression was full of pride.

"There are houses down there, and the area is also huge!" Lu Ping leaned over and saw that the dwellings and fields under the kilometer were vast and boundless, and the area covered was endless.

"That is the outer gate of our Tianshan Sect, and it is the place where the outer disciples and registered disciples cultivate. ”

"Oh my God, the Tianshan Sect is too big, isn't it, I'm afraid it's one of the best in the Heavenly Desolate World?" Lu Ping said in surprise.

Qin Changqing shook his head and said with some embarrassment, "The Tianshan Sect is the top three in the Fengji Mountain area, but it can only be regarded as a third-rate sect in the northern Xinjiang. ”

Qin Changqing has a strong sense of pride in the sect, but facts are facts, the reason why he told Lu Ping the truth was not only his upright character, but also that he had no scruples about talking to Lu Ping as a child.

"Let's go to the Cloud History Museum first. After Qin Changqing finished speaking, he flew towards the west of the giant island with the giant crane.

On a low hill, a palace stands tall in a maple forest.

The giant crane fluttered down in a square covering an area of dozens of acres in the center of the palace group, Qin Changqing made a move with his long sleeves, and the giant crane turned into a small bird and got into his big sleeves.

Lu Ping looked curiously at the chaotic crowd around him, and saw that the monks in various costumes all put away the birds and beasts under their crotches in an orderly manner when they arrived at the square, and of course, there were even monks who had finished their work, released their mounts or flew away, or drove the beasts out of the square like a storm and lightning. All kinds of rare and exotic beasts dazzled Lu Ping, and he was distracted.

Seeing this, Qin Changqing could only smile bitterly, took the stunned road in his arms, and walked briskly like a secluded courtyard in the southeast corner of the square.

When he arrived at the Yunshi Pavilion, Qin Changqing put Lu Ping at the door and ordered softly, "Wait for me here, don't run around!" After speaking, he walked in.

There was not much time, Qin Changqing walked out of the Yunshi Museum with a happy face, and with a move, the giant crane was released, and the two of them got on the crane's back, and the giant crane rose to the sky, flew eastward for half an hour, and landed above a quiet bamboo forest.

They came to the outside of a small courtyard, surrounded by verdant and upright bamboo, and inside there was a rare beautiful bamboo building hidden in a thick green shade.

This time, Qin Changqing still let Lu Ping stay outside, and he walked into the quiet bamboo garden alone.

Lu Ping stayed outside nervously, not knowing what his fate would be. He thought about it, since Qin Changqing brought him back to the sect, he would definitely not have malicious intentions, if he had some thoughts of harm, he didn't have to worry about anything at all. He is a small cultivator of the Heavenly and Human Realm, even if he is injured, he can easily crush himself to death, after all, he is in the Yudan Realm.

Lu Ping was thinking nonsense outside, at this time Qin Changqing was standing respectfully in an attic, a few steps in front of him was a yarn-woven screen, and he could only see a graceful shadow meditating behind the screen.

"In this way, that child is most likely the descendant of the Illusion Master Ancestor. From behind the screen came the voice of a pleasant young woman.

"It is indeed possible," Qin Changqing said respectfully, "The disciple once consulted materials in the Yunshi Pavilion and accidentally turned out a book of the classics of this sect, which recorded the information of the mountaineering order, otherwise even if he saw the mountaineering order, the disciple would not know it." ”

"That's true," sighed the shadow behind the screen, "the mountaineering order hasn't been seen for eight thousand years. It's not just you, even if it's a teacher, you've only heard of it, and you've never seen a real mountaineering order at all. ”

The young woman's sigh was extremely graceful and moving, Qin Changqing couldn't help but feel excited, but he quickly straightened his expression and hurriedly said, "The disciple remembers the classical records, saying that this sect was originally founded by the seven founding patriarchs, and in order to take care of their respective clansmen in the mundane, they specially made a batch of mountaineering orders and handed them to their respective clansmen, agreeing that as long as they are disciples of the seven families, anyone who cultivates and breaks through the realm of heaven and man, as long as they carry the mountaineering order and report it to the mountain gate, regardless of their qualifications, they can directly enter the inner gate and become a disciple of the inner gate." This gate has been open for tens of thousands of years, and basically all the mountaineering orders issued at the beginning have been recovered, as if there is only one mountaineering order left outside, and this one must be the last one. It's just that I didn't expect it to be the descendant of the illusionist ancestor family and brought it back. ”

"It's just a pity," Qin Changqing said with some hesitation.

"What a pity," said the young woman behind the screen, with some displeasure, "don't spit it out!"

"The kid who called himself Lu Ping seemed to have a strange cold poison in the depths, or he was suffering from a strange cold disease, and the disciple had taken action to expel the cold wave for him, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he could only use his innate yang energy to barely suppress it temporarily. Qin Changqing said with a guilty face.

"Don't make a noise about this beforehand, go to Nightmare Valley for the teacher in person, and see what the illusion master has to say. The young woman behind the screen said decisively.

"I see that your breath is unstable, and this elixir can expel your internal wounds," said the young woman, "You refine the elixir here, and I will come when I go." ”

Qin Changqing suddenly had an extra pill the size of a walnut in his hand, and when he looked up, there was no one behind the screen. He looked down at the pill in his palm, and a layer of redness suddenly appeared on Yao's pale cheeks, "Dilian Pill, thank you, master!"

He was overjoyed, so he filled the slightly cool elixir directly into his mouth and swallowed it. Immediately sat down on the ground and began to refine the elixir.

As soon as the medicinal power of the silk silk dissolved, a coolness spread from the lungs and intestines like the whole body, and the originally unsmooth meridians were suddenly dredged.

This feeling of sudden enlightenment was like a suffocating person suddenly gaining air, and Qin Changqing suddenly snorted softly.