In three days, under the eagerness of many disciples, they arrived quickly.

On the huge square, thousands of disciples were clustered here, a large area of black pressure, the voice was boiling, and all the disciples' faces were full of nervousness and excitement.

Today is the time for them to step into the inner mountain.

Zhou Yuan stood in the crowd, and beside them, Qiao Xiu, Zhao Kun, Song Wanxi, Shen Wanjin and many other disciples were embraced, and at this time, when the eyes of the disciples of the main capital came, they were all with a strong color of awe.

The mountain selection ceremony three days ago has made them understand who is the most hidden among this generation of outer mountain disciples...

Zhou Yuan saw those eyes, but faintly sighed, three months ago, it was the same place, but at that time, they were ignored, and even because of the identity of that first-class disciple, they attracted a lot of ridicule.

At that time, perhaps no one expected that the teenager they were ridiculing would be so dazzling that people didn't dare to look at it at the mountain selection ceremony three months later.

"Brother Xiao Yuan, in the future in Neishan, if there is anything needed, just say hello, we will come to help. Zhao Kun patted his chest and said heroically.

The others also nodded sincerely, looking at Zhou Yuan with some gratitude in their eyes, they were able to enter the top ten this time, Zhou Yuan was undoubtedly indispensable.

Zhou Yuan only smiled at this.

"But Brother Xiao Yuan, why did you choose to go to Shengyuan Peak, now many disciples are avoiding it if they can. Qiao Xiu said with some regret.

Zhou Yuan smiled and didn't explain, because he knew that in the eyes of many people, his choice was simply unreasonable, but he couldn't tell anyone that he was going to Saint Source Peak for a holy pattern, right?

As they spoke, suddenly seven streams of light swept across the sky, turning into seven clouds of source qi, and finally fell above this square.

The source qi clouds settled, and many disciples saw that on it, there were seven figures.

The powerful source qi pressure emanated from their bodies, and the boiling square suddenly became silent.

The seven figures looked around, and a strong voice sounded, "We are the envoys of the Seven Peaks, if you are ready, you can follow us into the inner mountain." ”

Rumble.

In the square, many disciples became excited again, and the noisy voices could not be suppressed.

Seeing this, the seven envoys only smiled and did not force it, after all, they came here like this back then, knowing how excited these young girls are now.

With a wave of the sleeve robes of the seven people, there was a rolling source qi roaring, only to see the source qi rising in the square, directly turning into clouds, carrying all the disciples and rising to the sky.

Rolling clouds swept through the sky, and many disciples looked excitedly at the mountains that were flying under their feet.

This kind of flying lasted for a long time, and then many disciples noticed that the speed began to decrease.

"Are you coming?" the many disciples hurriedly looked ahead.

But soon they were stunned, because at this time, there were still boundless mountains in front of them, and there was no scene of any so-called inner mountains.

Holding and swallowing, her ethereal and clear eyes narrowed slightly, she looked at the void in front of her, and said to herself: "What a powerful source pattern enchantment, it can actually open up space..."

Just as her voice fell, Zhou Yuan saw that in the sleeve robes of the seven envoys, a source qi suddenly rose, and the seven source qi were intertwined with each other, as if forming a light seal, slowly touching the void in front of them.

Then, many disciples were shocked to see that the void in front of them was actually rippling, and then it was torn apart little by little.

Restless!

At that moment, it seemed that there was a majestic source qi of heaven and earth gushing out from it, and the world in front of me changed in an instant...

In the originally empty heaven and earth, there were countless spirit birds flying, and the sound of clear chirping echoed between heaven and earth.

Towering mountain peaks rise from the ground and reach into the sky.

On the huge peak, there is a waterfall pouring down, like the Milky Way, and the sound of rumbling water spreads.

There are even huge source qi clouds floating in the sky, and above these clouds, there are temples standing one after another, and countless light and shadow feet on the source qi clouds, roaring in the sky.

It's a majestic and spectacular view of Asgard.

Many disciples were stunned and looked at the fairyland-like scene in front of them.

The seven leading envoys looked at the many disciples who were in shock, and they also smiled, and with a wave of their robes, the source qi cloud was carrying them into the torn void.

As soon as they entered it, everyone felt the abundant source qi of heaven and earth surging, which calmed people's hearts, and the source qi in their bodies became much more active.

Obviously, the strength of the Heaven and Earth Source Qi here is far stronger than that of the outer mountains.

"Hey, what's that?"

Suddenly, there were many commotion sounds coming from himself, and Zhou Yuan also followed those sounds and raised his head to look into the distance, only to see that in the sky there, in a thick cloud of source qi, there was a mountain peak standing.

The mountain peak has a smooth wall like a mirror, and the mountain wall shimmers with a dazzling luster, and at this time, at the top of the mountain wall, three golden characters, as if exuding a majesty, attract everyone's attention.

"Holy Son Peak!"

"This is the Holy Son Peak?!" A disciple exclaimed with a feverish look in his eyes.

"What is the Holy Son Peak?" more people asked in confusion.

"In our Cangxuan Sect, each generation of disciples will compete to select the ten strongest people, and they, also known as the Ten Holy Sons of Cangxuan Sect, stand at the top of all disciples. ”

In order to encourage other disciples, Cangxuanzong set up the Holy Son Peak, engraved the names of the ten holy sons on it, and enjoyed the worship and respect of many disciples. ”

"It can be said that becoming one of the top ten holy sons and leaving a name for the Holy Son Peak is the lifelong dream and pursuit of every disciple of Cangxuan Sect. ”

After hearing this, many disciples were in an uproar, and then, with awe and reverence, their eyes were cast towards the so-called Holy Son Peak.

Zhou Yuan also looked at the smooth mountain wall with a look of surprise on his face.

His gaze went from bottom to top.

"Zhao Candle, the top ten holy sons, ranked tenth, from Jianlai Peak. ”

"Ye Ge, ranked ninth, is from Spirit Pattern Peak. ”

“...”

Zhou Yuan's gaze jumped over one by one, and he could feel that every name seemed to contain weight, which was not to be underestimated.

"Shang Chunqiu, ranked fourth, from Hongya Peak. ”

"Li Qingchan, ranked third, from Snow Lotus Peak. ”

"Kong Sheng, ranked second, is from Jianlai Peak. ”

"Chu Qing, ranked first, is from Cangxuan Peak. ”

Many disciples were silent, and their eyes were a little burning and reverent looking at the ten names engraved on the mountain wall.

Zhou Yuan's eyes also flickered, he knew that these ten people might be among the contemporary disciples of Cangxuanzong... The most outstanding person.

It's just that he found that none of the ten holy sons came from the Holy Source Peak...

He scratched his head and couldn't help but smile helplessly.

It seems that Shengyuan Peak is indeed a bit miserable...