There are more and more figures on the mountain, except for a few familiar faces, some accustomed Taoist robes and Taoist robes, and many unfamiliar clothes, perhaps monks from the Wu Kingdom and the north, each standing in the clouds.

After a few breaths, a person finally stood up in the clouds, with a young face, dressed in white, with a faint gold pattern painted on his cuffs, his hands were empty, he only looked around, and said softly:

"It's not a matter for everyone to just stand, no matter what they want to fight for, at least they must open this big array, in the next [Xiuyue Sect] Nian Yi, if everyone has no objections, then I will organize a few upper sects to open this big array first."

This monk's spell of controlling the wind is very powerful, even if the sky is full of [Heavy Abyss Gale], he can still ride the wind and stand in the air, although he can't move at will, but he also shows a superhuman ability to control the wind.

The reputation of the Xiuyue Sect is outside, transcendent in the immortal sect, as soon as this statement comes out, no one dares to speak disrespectfully, you look at me and I look at you, either you look at the nose and the nose and the heart, and don't speak.

After a breath, a middle-aged man fell from the clouds, dressed simply, carrying a long knife behind him, standing with his hands folded, and said lightly:

"Jin Yuzong, Zhang Yun."

This person's momentum is flat, and there is no wave in the ancient well, but everyone looks sideways, Nian Yi's expression is surprised, and he hugged his fists and said:

"I never thought that this time it was the seniors who came in person, and the juniors lost their manners......"

Zhang Yun waved his hand, and two people rose below, it was the man in black and gold robes and Yu Muxian just now, standing in the clouds, and said:

"Qingchi Yuanwu, Tang Sedu, Yu Muxian."

The three sects of the Yue Kingdom all came forward, but they didn't see the overseas monks coming forward, but one of them rose in the wind, dressed in blue-gray, wearing a jade crown and a handsome face:

"Wu Guochang Huaishan, Qinghao."

Qing Hao stopped in the clouds, Nian Yi of the Xiuyue Sect and Zhang Yun of the Golden Feather Sect did not look surprised, it seemed to be taken for granted, but Qing Hao opened his mouth, his eyes swept around below, and said softly:

"Qingsong Dao is all over Wuyue, it makes sense for us to take the things in this hall, as for all the Jiangbei and overseas monks, they will disperse! Try your luck in the clouds outside, and maybe you can catch something. ”

As soon as these words came out, the crowd below was either happy or worried, Li Xuanfeng's eyes quickly passed over Lin Shensheng and Bi Yu's makeup, and he found that the two were not surprised, and said secretly in his heart:

"The real people in Jiangnan have long been divided... The East Fire Cave Heaven was also like this back then, and even because there were real people entering it back then, it was even more regular..."

The three sects are all Jindan Dao system, plus a Changhuai Mountain of Wu State, just a little attention, there are already many East China Sea monks who have taken advantage of the wind, and they have flown in all directions, walking seven, seven, eight, eight, eight, and eight, leaving only two people still standing in place.

Qing Hao glanced at it, and one of them stepped forward a little nervously and replied:

"Under [Junichi] ......"

Qinghao didn't wait for him to finish, he pursed his lips a little dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything, looked at Zhang Yun beside him, and put his tone quite respectfully:

"I thought that my predecessors had already broken through the Purple Mansion in retreat, but I never thought that my predecessors would come to this cave in person..."

Zhang Yun shook his head and didn't say much, and Qing Hao took out a token from his arms.

This token is all blue and gray, engraved with three ancient characters, it looks like the divine light is not obvious, Li Xuanfeng watched intently, used the pupil technique, and captured the three characters on the token in an instant.

"[Qing Changhuai]."

Yishan City has a long history, and the most are ancient books and ancient characters, and he can easily identify this ancient font.

The large array in front of him slowly lit up, there was no flying change, and there was no resistance flickering, and it disappeared completely in front of the monks.

'Changhuai Mountain's token can actually open this big array...'

As soon as this large array was opened, everyone had not yet made a move, but in an instant, several rays of light erupted, first the man who was cross-legged on the ground suddenly twitched, and the crystal light blue sword on his chest jumped out, like a fierce falcon eagle, flying towards the sky outside.

And the bones of that person also turned into ashes in an instant, and countless golden rays erupted, turning into golden finchs in the air, blinking their eyes and chirping, with abnormal agility, fluttering their wings, and flying in all directions.

And the bones that reached out to catch the jade box finally fell to the ground with a thud, turning into a red wave of heat from beginning to end, spreading out, and two pieces of red light burst out of the chest and waist and abdomen, mixed with large and small red jade beads, rolling in the main hall.

The jade boxes on the six jade platforms creaked and jumped, and the scattered magic weapons and books on the futon writhed their limbs, and they were embarrassed to prop up on the ground, and they all rode away.

In an instant, the magic light flowed everywhere, which was particularly spectacular, and Lin Shensheng's black robe moved, as if he had already chosen the target, and he walked quickly towards the fourth futon in a leap.

The colorful light in the main hall gushed out, and it seemed that it was not affected by the [Heavy Abyss Wind], and they each hugged their heads and left, and several ancient books opened their title pages one after another, rising rapidly in the wind.

No one needs to say more, the air has already formed a ball, and a number of magic weapons have risen up, and the fastest flying is a small mirror, only the size of a palm, showing a purple gold color, dazzling light.

As soon as this small mirror came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and several people forcibly flew up in the wind, reaching out to grab the magic weapon, but saw a golden hammer coming across the sky.

"This is my master's thing!"

A black-clothed monk held a long hammer and killed alone, and he actually rode the wind all the way to such a high place, condescending, and the magic weapon in his hand was very powerful, forcing the two of them to retreat.

With his other hand, he pinched the gray flame and swept it across, burning several people back one after another, and as soon as he pinched it, he took the purple magic weapon into his hand.

This one immediately aroused the anger of the public, and in an instant, five or six spells were hit at the same time, and the black-robed man smiled, and instead of retreating, he flew straight towards the hall.

A group of monks were not lively outside, but Zhang Yun and a few people did not stay outside the hall, they had already flown into the hall together, everyone had a tacit understanding, and they didn't dare to go in and rob these people, and now this man in black broke into the hall in one breath, and really made everyone outside stop.

Li Xuanfeng didn't pay too much attention to the situation on the field, but looked at the latest page of the law book.

"Boom!"

With his feet forced, he stomped on the ground, only to hear a loud roar, and jumped five feet high from the ground, without the need to ride the wind, but he also flew high, and grabbed the page of the law book with one hand.

The two people around him each looked for what they wanted to get, but left an open space, and no one competed with him for a while, and this page of the law book was caught off guard, and he held it in his hand.

'It's much easier than you think...'

It's just that this time, Li Xuanfeng understands that the real treasures in this hall are only the remaining five, and these ancient magic books are really thrown away by others casually, but they have been nourished by this big array for a long time, and after thousands of years, they have spirituality, and they will run away.

This law book was pinched by him like this, and the original spiritual machine was born with a little bit of spirituality suddenly disappeared, and turned into a dead thing, Li Xuanfeng looked at the air again, leaving only two or three pieces still flying, and everyone fought.

Li Xuanfeng looked at it carefully, always remembering the true purpose of his coming here, and didn't want to reveal his strength, so he hid this magic book in his sleeve, quickly moved his position, activated the Ugin Spirit Armor, and hid in the pine forest.

Two streamers quickly followed, one was dressed in gray, draped in a brown-gray robe, with slightly smaller eyes, a high nose, and the same floating dust in his hand, looking like a monk from Changxiao Gate.

The other person was dressed in white, holding a long sword in one hand, middle-aged appearance, stepping on a jade-colored shuttle under his feet, both of them had magic light flowing in their eyes, obviously they had both practiced the pupil technique, and they had locked this law book all the way, Li Xuanfeng had just been glimpsed early, and it was only after a few breaths that he was seen.

The middle-aged man in white looked at it and recognized the man in black gold armor and holding a longbow, his expression changed suddenly, he didn't speak for a few breaths, and said in a shocking voice:

"Xuanfeng!"

Li Xuanfeng was slightly stunned, stared at his eyebrows for a while, and suddenly said:

"Yongling senior!"

This middle-aged man in white is Li Tongya's old friend, and now [Yushan Weng] Xiao Yongling! The two elders met in Weimo, and they formed a friendship when they were born in Xiaoxiu, and they can be regarded as Li Xuanfeng's elders.

The gray-clothed man at Changxiao Gate on the side looked at this, the two seemed to be old friends, and suddenly felt bad, without saying a word, turned around and ran, and hurriedly went out of the forest.

He stepped on the spell, and opened a long escape light in one breath, which looked particularly dazzling in the night, and flew so fast that he almost hit a blue-cyan spirit pine.

Xiao Yongling didn't know what to think about, so he didn't make a move, Li Xuanfeng also gave up, looking at the middle-aged man's expression of emotion and surprise, he arched his hand:

"I've seen my seniors! Congratulations to the seniors for breaking through the late stage of foundation building. ”

Xiao Yongling waved his hand, there was still a look of surprise on his face, but this was not the place to speak, Li Xuanfeng quickly took out the law book, shook his head and said:

"I'm unlucky, it's just a small letter."

Li Xuanfeng tried his best to avoid misunderstanding, and handed the letter to Xiao Yongling as soon as possible, and the man in white did not refuse, he read it carefully, and he naturally recognized this ancient word because of his family history:

"Senior Brother Du, it's not easy to get millet from the fire, if you need help, Senior Brother and I will do our best to help you... Speak with confidence. ”

There are only a few words on the front, it seems to have been torn from an ancient book, and there are hundreds of words on the back.

"Hmm."

Xiao Yongling responded and said regretfully:

"I saw him fly out of the third futon and an ancient book, and I thought it was some kind of secret method commentary... I just think that the value is not high, and a few fewer people will take it... I didn't expect where it was not high. ”

He casually handed it back to Li Xuanfeng, and the two approached the hall again, there were few figures outside the hall, the monks who had grabbed the things fled, and those who did not grab them also chased away, and there was no one left.

The two of them didn't have any real gains, so they took a few steps forward, and suddenly heard the sonorous sound of gold and iron intersecting, and looked up at the starry night in the sky, and their faces changed.

For more than a dozen hours along the way, the sky here was always gloomy and starry night, and the clouds and mist were also pale gray nights.

However, in the far west, a bright light is slowly rising, like the rising sun. The strong golden light shone over, transforming into many golden stone illusions, and both of them were dizzy, shocked in their hearts, and immediately closed their eyes.

Almost at the same time, a melodious bell rang from the hall, buzzing and lingering in my mind.

"Knock ......"

Li Xuanfeng moved his lips, but found that his lips could no longer be opened, his eyes were tingling, and mana continued to pour into his eyes, just to save his eyes.

……

The competition outside the hall was fierce, and the hall seemed to be deadlocked, Yu Muxian and Tang Shi both stood together, white and black clothes complemented each other, waiting quietly in the southeast corner.

Qing Hao was dressed in blue-gray, with a jade crown, standing alone in the west, Nian Yi pinched the trick and stood in the north, and Zhang Yun stood with his hands in his hands, which was the most relaxed among the several people.

There were two other people, each standing in a corner, one holding a golden hammer, his eyes constantly sweeping back and forth in the hall, standing quietly in the corner, the token on his waist swaying, and a faint gray flame appeared.

The other person turned out to be a female cultivator, with a gentle temperament, a very stunning appearance, a soft chin line, but very sharp eyes, staring directly at the big bell.

Several heavenly pride did not speak, stood silently, and after a few breaths, I saw Zhang Yun step forward, slowly walked to the front, and said solemnly:

"Back then, the six sons of this Qingsongguan [Chongming Palace] were all true geniuses who stirred up the storm, and my Golden Feather Sect has always respected these six predecessors, and there is not much Taoism related to Qingsongguan. And not too greedy. ”

He slowly put his hand close to the big bell in the temple and said softly:

"This time, it is the real people in the sect who are seeking the way, just to take this [silent bell] for a look, and the rest of the things, the Zhang family does not take anything."

He put the power of the magic into the big bell and slowly pinched it, and saw that the bell did not move, there was no movement, neither roaring, nor did it shrink into its original form.

"It's a pity."

Zhang Yun sighed, looked back at the three people below, and said in a low voice:

"Close your eyes!"

As soon as these words came out, if several people had any understanding, they all looked at the spiritual platform, closed their eyes and lowered their eyes, and calmed down.

After only a breath, the starry sky above the main hall suddenly lit up, and a silver-white oval rose up, emitting a strong light, covering all the countless stars in the sky.

"Boom!"

Several people closed their eyes and were silent, Zhang Yun had already fallen to the ground, and the big bell in his hand finally trembled violently, as if it was pushed by something invisible, and made a loud bell.

Several people lost consciousness in their throats and lips, and knelt on the ground one after another, although it was different from Zhang Yun's big salute, but they also bowed respectfully.

The silver-white light was drawn, and the bronze bell continued to rotate in the air, slowly shrinking, and finally turned into a yellow streamer the size of a fist, flying out of the main hall, like a star rising against the sky, straight into the sky.

The bell slowly fell into the silver-white oval and slowly disappeared, and only then did two barriers slowly close down from the upper and lower sides of the silver-white ellipsoid, and little by little they broke away from this realm.

(End of chapter)