Sun Yi'an sat cross-legged in an octagonal pavilion in a little dazed, still reminiscing about the magical scene when he had just entered the Haoyang Sect.

A quarter of an hour ago, he and the two women arrived at a cliff, the woman in the white dress took out a jade plaque, raised her hand gracefully, and a white light flew out of the token and disappeared into the cliff erected in front of him, and then a strange scene appeared.

I saw that the original blue-gray cliff twisted and wriggled like a liquid, and then took the white light flying out of the token in the hand of the woman in the white dress as the center point, and slowly expanded a circle several zhang in all directions, and the woman in white stepped on the emerald green willow leaves, flashed through the circle, and entered the so-called Haoyang Sect Outer Mountain Gate.

And according to the arrogant statement of the baby-faced woman, this is just the simplest concealment formation of the outer gate of the Haoyang Sect, and it is not worth mentioning compared to the real mountain protection array of the Haoyang Sect.

"I didn't expect the way to enter the Haoyang Sect to be so peculiar, it is really an immortal method, I am fortunate to meet these two women today, otherwise I am afraid that I will not be able to find the Haoyang Sect in this life."

"It's just that the two women said they were going in to report it, and they don't know when it will be...... Forget it, if you come here, you will be safe! ”

Sun Yi'an, who came back to his senses, muttered a few words to himself silently, closed his eyes and meditated quietly......

Early the next morning.

Sun Yi'an opened his eyes from meditation and silently felt the slightly increased spiritual power in the dantian, with a smile on his face.

Since he advanced to the late stage of Qi refining, the spiritual power in his dantian had increased very slowly, although for more than three years, he still maintained the habit of meditating cross-legged for two hours every night, but with little effect.

Last night, he only meditated in this Haoyang Sect for one night, and the spiritual power he refined was even comparable to his hard work in the past few days. He couldn't help but feel a little eager in his heart, this was only at the foot of the outer gate of the Haoyang Sect, if he could really worship this sect, wouldn't his cultivation speed be a little faster?

Thinking like this in his heart, he stood up and walked out of the pavilion slowly, facing the morning sun, and took a deep breath of the moist and sweet air of the morning.

At noon, a young man with a cold face, wearing a blue and white shirt and a blue belt around his waist, stepped on a giant sword and slowly landed in front of the octagonal pavilion where Sun Yi'an was.

Sun Yi'an saw this person flying towards him from a distance, so he had already stood up straight and stood in the pavilion with his hands down.

After the cold man landed, he glanced at Sun Yi'an in the hall, and said neatly: "I am ordered by the head of the sect to take you to Haoyang Palace." ”

The man's voice was as cold as his face, and after speaking, he turned to one side and motioned for Sun Yi'an to go with him.

Of course, Sun Yi'an had no opinion, he walked out of the pavilion in two steps and stepped on the giant sword with the cold man, and then the man's sleeve robe flung back, and the giant sword under his feet instantly flew into the air and flew in one direction.

After yesterday's experience, Sun Yi'an was not too surprised this time, just stood quietly on top of the giant sword, looking at the scenery that swept rapidly under his feet.

After a while, when the giant sword flew over a canyon more than a hundred zhang wide, suddenly ripples flashed in the space in front of him, and then a dreamlike world appeared in Sun Yi'an's eyes.

A mountain more than 10,000 feet tall stood like a giant sword above the earth, the top half hidden in the clouds. The peak is surrounded by four other peaks of different shapes that are slightly lower than the middle one. The white clouds float among the towering mountains, and the occasional rare birds and spirit beasts haunt among the towering ancient trees like the dragon. Among the mountains, scattered scattered with pieces of pavilions and palaces that seem to be made of beautiful jade, at the foot of the mountain, like a river like green silk, winding around the mountains.

What a fairyland on earth!

After flying for half an hour, the man landed his giant sword on a huge square about a thousand feet wide in the middle of the giant peak.

The whole square is paved by an unknown white stone, at the end of the square in front of it, about a thousand steps of white jade steps go up slowly, at the top of the steps stands a majestic hall, there is a huge lacquer gold plaque hanging in the middle of the eaves of the hall, and there are three simple characters of "Haoyang Palace" written on it.

The cold young man jumped off the giant sword and made a move, and the giant sword automatically shrank to the size of a normal saber and flew into the scabbard behind it, and the young man didn't speak, he glanced at Sun Yi'an coldly, and walked towards the steps.

Seeing this, Sun Yi'an smiled bitterly in his heart, and took three or five steps back to follow the cold young man who seemed to be an ice sculpture and walked forward.

It took the two of them a stick of incense before finally walking not far from the front of the big store.

When Sun Yi'an was still secretly sighing at the grandeur of the Haoyang Sect. The young man stopped, straightened his clothes slightly, bowed his hand to the gate of the hall several feet high, and said loudly: "The master of the door!" Disciple cold wind, has brought people to! ”

Then he didn't get up, and kept bending over and bowing his hands and quietly waited for the response in the main hall.

"Now that you have brought it, bring them into the temple." A few seconds later, a middle-aged man's voice full of breath came from the main hall.

"Yes!" The grim young man respectfully returned.

He turned around again and glanced at Sun Yi'an coldly, and walked towards the main hall.

Sun Yi'an paused in place for a few seconds, let go of his somewhat pale hands, and raised his heels.

Walking to the door of the main hall, Leng Feng stopped, stood on the side of the door of the main hall, and made a "please" gesture to Sun Yi'an behind him, staring at the square in front of him without saying a word.

Sun Yi'an tried his best to suppress the unrest in his heart, took a deep breath, tried his best to make himself look less nervous and unnatural, tidied up his clothes slightly, and walked into the main hall.

On the left and right sides of the main hall, there are three mahogany pillars embraced by several people, engraved with auspicious cloud bat patterns, which looks luxurious. The ground is paved with a kind of quaint bluestone slabs, and each slate is engraved with a five-stemmed lotus flower.

On a large mahogany chair in the middle of the main hall sat a middle-aged man in a green shirt about forty years old with a majestic face.

On the left and right sides of the middle-aged man's head, there is a thin old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes and a white robe; a strong man in his thirties with a full beard and a mighty body; A boy of short stature, as if he were seven or eight years old, and a woman who did not know her age, but was dignified and richly dressed.

On both sides of the woman's back, there were two women, one tall and one short, who were the two who brought Sun Yi'an to the mountain gate yesterday.

Seeing Sun Yi'an walk in, the woman in the white dress bowed her head slightly, not knowing what she was thinking, but the baby-faced woman kept rolling around with a pair of big eyes, looking at Sun Yi'an with interest.

After Sun Yi'an walked to the center of the main hall and stood still, the cold young man named Leng Feng bent down and arched his hand: "In the next Sun Yi'an, meet everyone...... Predecessor! ”

"Get up, and tell me how this Elder Order of this sect fell into your hands." The dignified middle-aged man in the middle asked.

"Senior, in the past in Qingshui City......" Sun Yi'an straightened up, did not hide it, and told the story of getting the token.

"So? You are not a direct descendant of the Elder of this sect? In that case...... I'm afraid I won't be able to get you in the inner door. After listening to Sun Yi'an's speech, it was the boy who opened his mouth first, and his speech was old-fashioned and quite weird.

"Elder Qiu's words are wrong, this sect has made a promise to Master Zhang Dan in the past. Although this son is not a direct descendant of Zhang Danshi, but now this son got this order by chance, and traveled tens of thousands of miles to find it, but it is not easy for this sect to dispose of it at will, so as not to chill the hearts of other guest worshippers, right? The strong man said angrily.

"Humph! This sect is not a small sect, how can it be such a child's play to include unknown people in the inner door! The boy retorted.

"Okay, the two Taoist friends don't have to argue, the concubine thinks, it's better to test the qualifications of this son of the immortal root first, if the immortal root qualification is good, it will be included in the spectrum, and choose an auspicious day to officially worship which Taoist friend, it can also be regarded as adding some successors to the sect.

"If the immortal root qualification is really average, then which Taoist friend will be accepted as a registered disciple first, and after a few years, if this son is still not diligent, he will be sent to the outer door to be a deacon and deal with some mundane things. What do you think? The woman spoke at the right time.

"Hmm...... What Elder Liu said was a two-pronged approach. Elder Lu, it's up to you to test this immortal root qualification! After finishing speaking, the dignified middle-aged man sitting in the middle looked at the thin old man on the side.

"Okay, old man, take a look for the time being, little friend, you are two steps closer." After Sun Yi'an entered the main hall, the white-robed thin old man who had been silent said after opening, and then waved at Sun Yi'an, who was standing quietly in the center of the hall.

Sun Yi'an hesitated slightly, but still walked in front of the old man obediently.

In fact, he was a little resistant to this old man, because in his previous encounters, several old men he had met gave him a really bad impression.

"Little friends relax, don't be nervous." As if seeing Sun Yi'an's uneasiness, the old man said with a kind eyebrow.

The old man stretched out a thin palm and gently placed it on his shoulder, and then, he felt a faint spiritual power flow down the old man's thin palm into his body.

Sun Yi'an is very single, and he really didn't resist.

Now even if this Haoyang Sect is the Longtan Tiger's Den, he has also come in. The few people present who discussed and decided to stay for him, the spiritual power circulating in any of them seemed to him like dewdrops facing the ocean. If these people wanted to kill him, it would be easier than stepping on an ant to death, and it would be better to let it go.

"Huh! Little friend, you ...... Hey~" After some investigation, the thin old man first sighed softly, and then shook his head and sighed.

"Elder Lu, what is the qualification of this son of Immortal Root?" The majestic middle-aged man sitting in the middle saw the old man's appearance and asked.

"Sect Master Yang can see for himself, this son's immortal root is really a little ...... Hey~" The thin old man wanted to speak again and stopped.

Sun Yi'an was a little inexplicable, he faintly felt that the immortal root they said should be a very important thing to decide to keep for himself, could it be that his immortal root is very special?