Qingyu does not accept disciples casually, unlike the sect master and other elders, who have started a sect and established a lineage, and so far he has only accepted two disciples.

And these two disciples are undoubtedly not dragons and phoenixes among people, and they are extremely talented, which is widely known in the Yuntian Sect.

Therefore, the person who can be accepted as a disciple by Elder Qingyu does not need to mention his talent, and his future is bright, and he may be the guarantee of the Yuntian Sect in the future.

Therefore, the people present were curious, they were only outer disciples, but they had no chance to meet the inner disciples, let alone the personal disciples, especially the personal disciples of the legendary elders in the sect.

The second is surprise, in their impression, how can the strength of this personal disciple also reach the sky, but now they are surprised to see that Shaoyang's cultivation is not more than the third order of the karmic realm, and it is not higher than some of them.

Of course, they wouldn't be so surprised if they knew that Shaoyang had achieved the third order in one year.

"Shaoyang, you?"

Tang Yuncui didn't know what to say at the moment, and it took a long time to hold back a sentence: "Congratulations!"

Su Yuan's face on the side was very embarrassed, and the words he said just now were undoubtedly not heavy slaps on his own ears.

Shaoyang just smiled slightly, didn't speak, and didn't even glance at Su Yuan, which made Su Yuan's heart suddenly cold, and the murderous intent was highlighted.

"Senior brother, my jade pendant is worth two spirit stones?"

Shaoyang turned his head and said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man Mu Ne said after a while:

"Of course, Senior Brother Cai, if you don't dislike it, you can use all the jade slips in this Spirit Jade Pavilion at will. ”

The voice in the words is self-evident, all to please Shaoyang.

Shaoyang thanked him with a smile, turned to Tang Yuncui and said:

"Senior Sister Tang, after the next thing is over, I will leave first. When he had the opportunity, Senior Sister Tang came to the Holy Spirit Cave to find me, and asked Senior Sister Tang for her cultivation experience. ”

After speaking, with Lei Nan again, Shang Ning nodded and left quickly. He didn't want to be in the limelight.

Tang Yuncui wanted to speak and stopped, and finally pursed her jade mouth, but she still didn't say it, but her face was mixed.

Lei Nan didn't show too much, after all, he wasn't the kind of person who was jealous.

Shang Ning is even more so, except for a look of adoration, he has no scheming.

Su Yuan on the side was angry, but with his status, he didn't have the courage to find fault.

Shaoyang walked out of the Lingyu Pavilion, took a light breath, and then took out the jade pendant, and said in his heart: This jade pendant is still very good, at least in this Lingyu Pavilion, you can use it at will.

The Spirit Jade Pavilion was at the westernmost end of Yuntian Peak, and the next layer was where the Holy Spirit Cave of the Back Mountain was located, if he went back and forth from the main road, it would take two hours at his current speed.

However, there is a trail on the side of the Lingyu Pavilion that leads directly to the back mountain, and if you go down from here, the distance will be greatly reduced, and it will take less than an hour to go back and forth.

Shaoyang is walking on this trail.

Since the disciples in the sect rarely came into contact with the Holy Spirit Cave, there were very few people walking on this path, and over time it had become overgrown with weeds and covered with ice and snow, and it was long since it was impossible to see that there was once a road here.

Fortunately, when Shaoyang inspected the jade slip, he found a Yuntian Sect path map, and under the guidance of the path map, he was able to find it.

The trail is very quiet, and he shuttles through the snow jungle, as if he has come to a fairytale snow world.

However, he has no intention of falling in love with the scene, and now that he has the exercises in the late stage of the karmic realm, he wants to break through as soon as possible!

As he quickly weaved through the jungle, suddenly, there was a faint sound of crackling metal.

Shaoyang stopped, his face was puzzled, he didn't expect that there were still people fighting here in this barren mountain and wild place.

He looked sideways and could tell that the sound was at least two miles away.

Shaoyang's judgment is good!

Two miles away, in a dense forest, two young men were inseparable.

The intensity was unimaginable, and I saw that all the towering trees within a radius of 100 zhang were all flattened, revealing a circular arena of 100 zhang, and the two young men were fighting fiercely in the center of the arena.

Two invisible flying swords were flying and fighting in the air, one white and one green, and the two sword lights were intertwined, like two swimming snakes, devouring each other.

Each intertwined collision suddenly splashed out bursts of sparks.

The big trees hundreds of feet away, from time to time, under their violent collisions, the air waves emitted, and they were twisted into powder.

The two youths who controlled the flying sword were both wearing white Taoist robes, the difference was in their sleeves.

One has a golden armband, which is the hallmark of the inner disciple, also known as the golden-sleeved disciple.

The other didn't, but there was a jade plaque clearly hanging from his waist, apparently a disciple of an elder.

The young man with the golden sleeves had a white face, as if he had been coated with flour. From time to time, between the opening and closing of his white lips, he spit out a long tongue as sharp as a snake, which looked very bewitching.

The corners of his mouth lifted upwards with a strange smile, and it was clear that he had the upper hand in the engagement.

A pair of thin white hands kept stamping and smashing it into a silver flying sword in mid-air. With each seal, the silver flying sword lit up, and the momentum was even better.

The other young man in white ten zhang away looked much more normal, but compared to ordinary people, there was still a slight difference.

The main thing is his temperament, and he gives people the impression of being a little impatient, which can be seen from the expression on his control of the flying sword.

But there is a hint of ruthlessness in this impatience, and the shots are not ambiguous at all, and the moves are all fatal points that go straight to the golden-sleeved youth.

However, at this moment, his face was solemn, his brows sank, and his expression looked very difficult, and he tried his best to control the flying sword to attack the golden-sleeved youth, but they were all resolved by the golden-sleeved youth one by one.

The strange smile of the golden-sleeved youth grew thicker and thicker, and he controlled the silver flying sword to quickly fight back while dissolving the white-clothed youth.

And the speed of this counterattack was staggering, as fast as lightning, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the young man in white.

The white-clothed young man waved his hand and hurriedly moved the cyan flying sword back. "Bell", with a crisp sound, the silver flying sword was bounced away, paused and then shot again.

And the cyan flying sword also blocked the attack of the silver flying sword again, but every time he blocked, the young man in white consumed a lot and was very difficult, so that he had no chance to fight back at all, but only parryed.

At this time, the strong sneer of the golden-sleeved youth reached its peak, and he reluctantly controlled the silver flying sword to advance quickly, and was not blocked once, and the speed was one point faster than before.

Under such an attack, the young man in white became more and more difficult every time.

On his forehead, he could already see beads of sweat the size of beans seeping out of this cold ice and snow, flowing across his cheeks and dripping directly onto the white robe.

At this time, the battle had a one-sided situation, and the golden-sleeved youth seemed to have an overwhelming advantage.

However, after hundreds of attacks in this way, the golden-sleeved youth also seemed to be a little impatient, and he was quite eager to make a quick decision.

I saw that he quickly recalled the silver flying sword, and then quickly sealed his hands, and between the hand shapes, the palms of his hands were divided and closed, like this several times.

Under his transformation, the silver flying sword spun rapidly, and then split apart with lightning speed.

One into two, two into four, four into eight, in the blink of an eye, from the previous silver flying sword quickly split into eight.

And the eight flying swords are all entities, exactly the same, without any difference.

Under the control of the golden-sleeved youth, the eight flying swords danced wildly, stabbing the white-clothed youth from all directions.

The speed was so fast that he couldn't see the sword body at all, and he only felt eight silver points of light passing by, with the silver light formed by the afterimage, from far and near, and the next moment he came to the young man in white.