(After more than two hours, a series of magnificent buildings appeared in front of the three of them at the same time.)

The continuous and quaint buildings stand on the mountainside, and the surrounding clouds and mist seem to tell the people who go up the mountain that it is like a fairyland. The complex of buildings stretches across both sides of the mountain, spiraling along the mountain road all the way up...... Standing here at this moment, you can already vaguely see the peak of this dangerous peak.

The peak of the dangerous peak is steep and severe. From a distance, it looks like a long sword out of its sheath, and the tip of the sword points straight to the boundless sky. The momentum is simple and majestic, as if it is filled with endless and powerful sword qi, sweeping in all directions without flinching.

Ling Qingyan watched the Heavenly Danger Peak walking slowly like this, and his heart became more and more shocked. He was sure that even if he hadn't traveled all over the world in his previous life, there were almost no such thousands of dangerous peaks like a long sword erected in his previous life.

The peak is like a sword, with awe-inspiring sword intent, showing its majesty to heaven and earth.

Perhaps, three thousand years ago, the founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect valued the special nature of this Heavenly Sword Peak, so he made it the location of the Heavenly Sword Sect...... Ling Qingyan thought so.

The founder of the Heavenly Sword Sect probably would never have imagined that his intentions that were so high-spirited back then would be so easily recognized by such a fifteen-year-old boy.

After walking for nearly half an hour, a simple and magnificent mountain gate was already (1) (this ~ reading (novel) ybdu was displayed in front of Ling Qingyan and the others. The two optimus stone pillars are simple and solemn, as if telling the surrounding people about the vicissitudes of their experience, majestic and free. On both sides of the mountain gate, there are two figures standing......

Taking a closer look, it can be directly seen that the two of them are wearing the clothes of the outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, simple and solemn.

"Elder. ”

The fierce eyes of the two disciples kept staring at the mountain road upward, carrying out the task entrusted to the two by the sect. Seeing the three people coming at this moment, their eyes directly focused on the gray-robed old man, and for a while, both of them bowed and saluted.

Sword Elder Fan Yiran often travels to the sect, and he is very familiar with these two disciples who guard the mountain gate all year round.

Seeing this, Fan resolutely waved his right hand lightly, which was regarded as accepting the salute of the two. At this time, the sword elder's face was completely different from the approachable person in front of Liu Yanran and Ling Qingyan, and the majesty that the Heavenly Sword Sect elder should have was clear at this moment. After waving his hand, Fan resolutely spoke slowly, "Let's go up." ”

Ling Qingyan and Liu Yanran followed closely behind.

The figures of the three gradually disappeared at the end of the mountain road, and the two disciples guarding the mountain gate couldn't help but start talking.

"Senior brother, those two young men and women who followed the elders. Girl, I know that I saw it from afar at a sect ceremony, and it was a closed disciple of our sect master. But I don't think I've ever seen that boy, do you know?"

"I don't recognize it. My cousin is in the inner gate, and even if I don't know the inner disciple, I can recognize his face, but this young man has never seen it. It should be the inner disciple that the elder brought back from the outside this time. ”

"Inner disciple...... Alas, I don't know if I will be able to enter the inner door in my lifetime. ”

Speaking of this, both of them were quiet, and they sighed for a while. The two of them have been worshiping the Heavenly Sword Sect for more than ten years, but they are still only outer disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Now seeing Ling Qingyan and others who are disciples of the inner sect when they enter the door, they feel extremely sighing.

There was not the slightest jealousy and resentment in their tones, after all, they also knew that if they wanted to enter directly, they were inner disciples, and their martial arts talents must be extremely strong.

Martial arts talent, that is fate, is not something they can reverse.

.........

"Brother Qingyan, this is where the outer gate of our Heavenly Sword Sect is located, and there are many outer disciples living here. Don't underestimate them in the future, although they are not as good as our inner disciples, but the contributions they have made to the sect are incomparable to our inner disciples. ”

Liu Yanran had completely regained her lively personality at this time, obviously under the influence of the Heavenly Sword Sect's residence. At this time, she was pointing to the buildings around her and telling Ling Qingyan beside her one by one.

Ling Qingyan couldn't help but nod as he looked at the sparse crowd of people who were constantly busy back and forth around him.

Since he was a child, Ling Qingyan has been reading all kinds of classics, and he is no stranger to the concept of sects, and he also knows that a sect is divided into outer doors and inner doors.

The inner gate, the place where the highly talented disciples in the sect gather, is also the mainstay of the future of the sect, during which the disciples are noble but not expensive, and they also have the advantages that many outer disciples do not have, and they practice the best secret texts in the sect, and can be directly taught by the sect master and elders.

The outer gate, gathering disciples with average talent but tenacity, usually dedicates their strength to the sect, and deals with many trivial matters for the sect, which can be said to be the foundation of the sect, and this kind of people often silently pay for the entire sect.

Shuttling through many quaint and solemn buildings, the three of them came to a continuous building that was less and less crowded. Ahead, a solemn red lacquer gate appeared in front of the three of them, and under the leadership of the sword-wielding elder Fan Yiran, Ling Qingyan and Liu Yanran followed directly behind.

"Uncle Shi!"

"Elder!"

These two titles, when walking between this building complex, kept coming out of the scattered mouths of people walking around, and the objects of the titles were Liu Yanran and Fan Yiran.

At first, Ling Qingyan was stunned when he heard the title of "Senior Uncle", but when he saw that Liu Yanran had accepted this title on the spot, Ling Qingyan remembered that since this Liu Yanran was a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect Master, that seniority was also extremely high, and it was normal for these inner disciples who were more than twenty years older than them to be called so.

Looking at the suspicious gazes of the inner disciples who were walking around him scatteredly, Ling Qingyan was unmoved, and he still walked calmly.

Along the way, Ling Qingyan also discovered that this Heavenly Sword Sect deserves to be called the Heavenly Sword Sect, a sect that cultivates entirely with swords, and the disciples in this sect, whether it is the two outer disciples guarding the mountain gate, or the outer and inner disciples in the station, are also carrying a sheathed long sword.

Sword, the only weapon of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

"Uncle Shi, where are we going?"

Liu Yanran's face at this time was also slightly less lively and more solemn, obviously deliberately maintaining her elder image in front of these "junior" inner disciples.

At this time, seeing the two of them, under the leadership of the uncle, they had already walked through the courtyard where the inner disciples lived, and they couldn't help but wonder.

"Of course, I went to see your master first and report on the situation in Moyun City on this trip. You girl, didn't you always talk about your master along the way...... Why do you want to go and rest first?"

Fan Yiran, who heard Liu Yanran's words at this time, knew Liu Yanran's thoughts, and couldn't help but ask teasingly.

"What......" Liu Yanran shook her head directly, "I'm just wondering if I should let Brother Qingyan go and rest first, after all, I've traveled so far." ”

Ling Qingyan next to him heard this, his heart warmed, but his mouth said: "I'm not tired, I also want to see how the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect looks." ”

Ling Qingyan's body has been deliberately tempered since he was a child, and this fatigue is nothing.

The Heavenly Sword Sect was one of the several top sects in the Great Qin Kingdom, and Ling Qingyan was still slightly interested in the sect master of such a sect.

Along the way, Ling Qingyan also learned from Fan Yiran and Liu Yanran that the sect master of the Heavenly Sword Sect of this generation was the junior disciple of Fan Yiran, the sword elder.