Walk out of the rugged ravine in front of the gate of the Iron Bull Sect, and return to the mountain road where the carriage can be walked, and the carriage is waiting not far from the front door. Guan Qinghong poked his head out of the carriage window:

"How is the old man?"

Li Changyuan looked depressed, lowered his eyes, listless:

"It's not very good, someone is not honest, and I have to teach a lesson when I go back."

Guan Qinghong asked with a smile:

"For people who don't have a long memory, it's just a lesson that doesn't work~"

"Then bury it in the ground."

Guan Qinghong laughed:

"Hahaha, it's really the same temperament as the sect master."

After getting into the car, the coachman flicked the reins, and the bumps in the road began again, and the resentment in Li Changyuan's heart was suppressed, not extinguished, but not now. Bear with it, bear with it for a while, Huang Qiang, I won't live long, I want to plant it deeply, this seed of anger, I want to bury it......

Guan Qinghong was squinting his eyes and leaning on the wall of the carriage with one leg crossed, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate. In fact, Guan Qinghong took advantage of Li Changyuan's inattention and secretly glanced at Li Changyuan.

Thinking of a child like Li Changyuan, the best guess is in mind.

Just now, outside the mountain gate of the Iron Bull Sect, the carriage stopped for a while, and before Li Changyuan came back, Guan Qinghong's secret agent came back one step forward and told Guan Qinghong about what happened in the Iron Bull Sect and Li Changyuan's actions.

'This child is too greedy for worldly ......'

Guan Qinghong is not worried about Li Changyuan's lack of strength, nor is he worried about Li Changyuan's unstable heart.

The path of Taoist cultivation is different from martial cultivation, which focuses on the physical body, sanctifies with the physical body, and is undefeated in the world. And the Taoist cultivator mainly practices the spirit, with a clear heart, and turns the spirit into an immortal. Guan Qinghong is the eighth week of the Heavenly Realm, and he faintly feels the threshold of the Hedao Realm.

Before, I thought that the little pavilion old man was crazy and stupid, as the face of the imperial court, he was born unorthodox, but now that he thinks about it, as a monk who is a monk on the way to [Taoism], Guan Qinghong is really a little envious of the pavilion elder.

Only people like Ge Lao have a transparent state of mind, no obsession, and the road of integration is broad and accessible.

Li Changyuan, this kid, is too nostalgic for people and things, but he doesn't go, he may form a demon at any time, a demon, but it is a taboo on the way to Taoism.

'Alas......'

Guan Qinghong was worried about Li Changyuan in his heart, but now is not the time to say it clearly, and it is not too late to mention it if there is no way in the future.

Be a guide now.

Wolong City, because of its undulating terrain, the imperial palace in the city is built on the most central and quite high terrain, and from a distance outside the city, you can see the golden and brilliant tip roof.

A ring of towering stone walls was built outside the city, and there were many sentinels and guards on the city wall, and every less than ten meters, there was a sentry standing guard, with a spear in his hand and a straight figure standing on the city wall, majestic and inoffensive.

The position of the city gate is sealed with iron bars, and only the guards in the city wall pull the valve switch, the iron bars will be lifted open, and the people and trucks outside the city can enter.

A circle of city walls overlooking from above, the shape is like a cone-shaped dragon head, the tip of the dragon head is facing downward, facing the southeast, plus the emperor sits in it, so the name of Wolong City.

The small birch forest I saw before was at the location of Longkou in Wolong City.

After crossing the dragon's pass, the carriage went north for thousands of miles, and it arrived at the terra nullius between Wolong City and Huacheng. This is a wild forest outside the city, with patches of birch forests that can not be seen as far as the eye can see.

The white trees and the yellow leaves that fall one after another make it a beautiful place after autumn.

Li Changyuan looked at the scenery outside the car window, and his mood was much better.

The carriage was tiring, and every night, the carriage would stop, and the coachman was an ordinary mortal, and he was definitely not as strong as a cultivator. At night, Li Changyuan would also shop on the spot and sleep soundly until dawn.

I drove during the day and camped and slept at night, so I rushed for more than ten days in a row.

The northernmost part of the Qiujin Continent is a not very prosperous city, called Qianhe Castle, but before going to that city, among the wilderness mountains and forests between the three cities, there is an unusually huge mountain, standing out of thin air, hovering over a large birch forest hundreds of feet high.

Li Changyuan saw this kind of wonder for the first time, and he was amazed.

"Wow, why is there a mountain floating in the sky?"

Guan Qinghong explained with a smile:

"This is the handwriting of the ancestor of the Phantom Heaven Sword Sect, at that time, in the mountains and forests outside the city, there were mostly bandits and robbers, and the sect was repeatedly taught under the mountain, and there were always thieves to commit, and the ancestor had led the disciples of the sect to go down the mountain to clean up, but it was always not clean. Later, I couldn't bear it, so it took me a hundred years to refine a strange treasure to make this mountain stand in the air. ”

"Wow ......"

After sighing, Li Changyuan suddenly thought of one thing:

"Eh, by the way, it's so high, how do we go up?"

"Come, get off."

Although Li Changyuan Guan Qinghong stepped out of the carriage, Guan Qinghong turned around and nodded to the coachman, waved his hand, and signaled that he could go back. The coachman nodded in response, flicked the reins to turn the carriage around, and hurried back to the road.

Guan Qinghong raised his hand and clenched his fist very seriously this time, stretched out his index finger and middle finger together, and drew a few times in front of him, and then he didn't know which slit in his waist came out of a small silver needle, and soon, this silver needle turned into a flying sword more than a foot wide and four feet long at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This flying sword hovered horizontally on the ground, at the height of a fist from the ground, and there was actually such a spell, which opened Li Changyuan's eyes.

"What is this?"

Li Changyuan said in surprise.

Guan Qinghong smiled and stretched out his hand:

"Come, take hold of my hands, and follow me with my feet on the sword."

"Oh......"

When he first stood on the flying sword, he felt that the flying sword was still a little shaky, causing Li Changyuan to panic a little. When grabbing Guan Qinghong's hand, he stood up with both feet, and his flying feet immediately rose straight into the air.

Soon it rose to a height of five or six meters above the ground.

Li Changyuan only knew at this time......

I'm afraid of heights!?

Anyway, I don't know why, looking down, the ground is far away from him, and the flying feet under his feet are also a little swaying left and right, which makes Li Changyuan a little uneasy.

"Hold on."

Guan Qinghong informed, and then, the flying sword began to fly sideways, the front end of the flying sword Guan Qinghong stood facing forward, and Li Changyuan behind him was startled, this flying sword suddenly rushed forward, and it was not stable at all!

It feels so fluctuating, and my legs are weak in an instant.

Li Changyuan simply stretched out his two arms and clasped them tightly on Guan Qinghong's waist.

Guan Qinghong didn't see it strangely, thinking that when he flew for the first time, he didn't know how many heels he had thrown off, although he wasn't afraid at the time, but he didn't have the talent of Li Changyuan, he stood very firmly, maybe it was just a psychological effect, which made Li Changyuan a little scared?

Guan Qinghong smiled secretly, thinking in his heart, he felt that he could teach Li Changyuan the technique of flying with the sword in the future, so that it would be much more convenient to go far in the future.

In order to take care of Li Changyuan, Guan Qinghong's flying sword speed is not very fast, according to the usual speed, now this is equivalent to the efficiency of a turtle crawling slowly, but for Li Changyuan, it is barely acceptable,

The speed is just right.

After flying for a while, the flying sword did not rise straight up, but flew up in a circle around the Flying Sky Mountain Stone.

Li Changyuan didn't feel dizzy either, probably because the mountain rock was too big, and he didn't feel the dizziness that would occur when he was spinning in circles.

When you fly to the plane of the mountain rock, the surface above is vast, and the area is far beyond Li Changyuan's imagination.

Remembering what Guan Qinghong said, it's really not bragging, the area of this Illusory Heaven Sword Sect is just the size of two Nankeng Cities!

"Here...... Is it the Illusory Sky Sword Sect? ”

Flying the sword to the flower pond in the center of the sect, there is a white stone arch bridge here, and below is a pond of water, dotted with lotus leaves on the water surface, and there are carp of different colors swimming in the clear water.

Just when Li Changyuan looked at it, those carp seemed to have been discovered, and they hid under the lotus leaves.

Guan Qinghong gathered the flying sword into the storage bag on his waist and responded with a smile:

"Yes, there is the main hall of the sect in front, you wait here for a while, and I will go up and arrange a room."

"Oh......"

Li Changyuan waited in place, watching Guan Qinghong walk up the stone steps in front of him, looking up, there was a majestic hall above, the width was as wide as three or four inns, and it was almost as high as a four-story building, the decoration on the outside was very gorgeous and solemn, and there were brown-red pillars with gilt patterns on both sides of the hall. The main entrance of the main hall is double-opened, and there are some carvings on the door, dark brown tiles, and brown-red walls, which are magnificent.

Looking back at the pond, the scenery in the pond in front of me is more pleasing to the eye.

Not long after, Guan Qinghong walked out of the hall, returned to Li Changyuan's side, and took off the burden behind Li Changyuan and carried it on his shoulders:

"Let's go, take you to the courtyard where the disciple is staying."

Li Changyuan followed Guan Qinghong's footsteps, bypassed the main hall of the sect in front, and went to the courtyard on the side of the back. This is a whole row of rows of rooms in the past, each house has a partition in the middle, claiming to be a small house, saying that it is a small house, when Guan Qinghong opened a vacant room, he went in to see, and the space inside was much larger than the guest room space in the inn at that time.

"It's not bad here, is it?"

Guan Qinghong asked kindly.

Li Changyuan glanced at it and smiled happily:

"Hehe, this house is big, I live alone?"

"Of course, the disciples in the sect are all one person per room."

"Wow, that's nice."

"Okay, you can settle down first, it's not early, the elders in the sect will have a meeting later, and I will also be there, it will take a while to come back."

said, and asked Li Changyuan to come out:

"You come out for a moment."

"Well, what's the matter?"

Guan Qinghong stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction of the other side of the courtyard and said:

"It's the sect's canteen over there, if you're hungry, you can go there and order, although it's not free, but you can tell the head of the canteen and just put it on my account."

"Okay."

"If there is nothing else, I'll go to the main hall for a meeting first, and come to me if I remember something."

"Well, there you go."

After saying goodbye to Guan Qinghong, Li Changyuan went back to the room to clean up his business, and when he came to this kind of big sect for the first time, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Saying that he is a young sect master, he is inexplicably a little weak-hearted. Some time ago, he was still in the Barbarian City to live or die, but now he has become the young sect master of a second-rate sect?

No one will believe it.

Knock knock.

Someone knocking on the door?

But the door is not closed, Li Changyuan looked up in surprise, there was a stranger at the door, a man, who seemed to be older than himself, should be sixteen or seventeen years old.

"You are?"

Li Changyuan asked. The other party looked at him with a slightly disdainful look, looked Li Changyuan up and down, and replied after a while:

"Hey, you're a new disciple recruited by the deacon elders, right?"

Seeing the other party's attitude, Li Changyuan was inevitably a little displeased, but on the first day he came here, he tried not to make trouble for himself Guan Qinghong, so Li Changyuan didn't look at him, and continued to make the bed with the sheets, while responding with ignorance:

"Sort of."

"Hey, the internal recruitment is amazing, the shelf is really big."

Li Changyuan was too lazy to argue with him, now that he was injured, it was not the time to be rash.

"My name is Zhou Yuan, boy, what about you?"

"Li Changyuan."

"Li Changyuan? It seems that he is not a relative of the deacon elder, so why did he recruit a little ghost like you? ”

What he said made Li Changyuan a little unhappy when he heard it.

Originally, when I passed by the Iron Bull Sect, those things were on fire, and now there is such a-stirring stick, don't these people who have no vision know how to stop for a while?

Li Changyuan didn't reply, but after cleaning up the bed, he looked back at the young man and glared fiercely.

was really frightened by Li Changyuan's eyes, he swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and didn't dare to break anything in his mouth, he shook Li Changyuan's face, rolled his eyes, made a small 'snort', turned his head and left.

'Fortunately, I didn't do it. ’

Li Changyuan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

Today's time flies quickly, and it's night.

Guan Qinghong didn't come back from the sect's main hall until it was completely dark. Entering Li Changyuan's house, he briefly expressed two sentences of condolences:

"How about it, did you spend an afternoon walking around the sect?"

"Recuperate, don't have that leisure."

Guan Qinghong smiled:

"Then are there any sect disciples who come to play with you?"

When asked this, Li Changyuan paused obviously, Guan Qinghong carefully observed Li Changyuan's reaction, and obviously knew. But Li Changyuan said:

"No, it's quite deserted in the afternoon, doesn't this sect have any disciples?"

Guan Qinghong replied:

"Yes, why not, there are more than 2,000 disciples in the Auditory Hallucination Sword Sect, and there are more than 500 inner disciples alone, don't look at the small number of disciples in our sect, but all of them are good seedlings, no matter how bad they are, they are also people who are willing to study hard and practice hard, in this environment, you will definitely be able to grow better."

Li Changyuan muttered in a low voice:

"Not feeling good?"

"Why, what doesn't feel good?"

Li Changyuan immediately changed his words:

"It's nothing, I haven't eaten tonight, is there anything else to eat in the cafeteria?"

Guan Qinghong knew that Li Changyuan had some things on his mind now, and he was reluctant to mention those trivial matters, since he could handle it himself, Guan Qinghong thought that it would be better not to do it than to ask. always protects him, and he has no chance to grow up.

"Yes, it just so happened that the Council of Elders came back from the end, and I was hungry, let's go, let's go together."

"Hmm."

The two then left the room.

On the way to the cafeteria, it was just after nightfall. Most of the disciples in the sect don't like to go to the cafeteria to eat, even if some go to the cafeteria to eat, they are also gangs, most of them bring their own food, and going to the canteen is just to occupy a place.

At this time, many disciples who were practicing swords outside the courtyard, by the pond, and in the martial arts arena of the main hall inadvertently saw the picture of Li Changyuan and Guan Qinghong going to the cafeteria side by side.

Li Changyuan didn't have any expression on his face, but it was their deacon elder who was talking and laughing at Li Changyuan.

Among the disciples who saw this scene, Zhou Yuan was also included, at this time, his practice had reached a bottleneck, and he had not advanced for half a minute for two months, and he was idle but anxious, fishing on the edge of the pond tonight, thinking about whether he could have some inspiration and epiphany, or simply scatter his mind.

Hearing the whispers of those disciples not far away, Zhou Yuan turned his head to look, Li Changyuan had a straight face, and the deacon elder was full of smiles.

This made Zhou Yuan's resentment deep-rooted.

Usually, the deacons and elders rarely appear in the field of vision of the disciples, and whenever they do, the deacons and elders that the disciples see are all gloomy grimaces, looking up at people with their chin raised and eyebrows lowered, but now they are so flattering to a foreign disciple.

That new disciple is excellent? Outstanding? Or is it a good root? A sword wizard?

Why is he!?

Zhou Yuan's resentment was born from his heart, and unconsciously affected his own cultivation of the way of the sword.

After tonight, it will be difficult for him to enter the kendo for half a point, and he also knows that Li Changyuan is right, he has become a thorn in Zhou Yuan's side, or I have won the high opinion of the deacon elders, or I will trample this new disciple under his feet, let him know what is strength, only if the strength is enough, can he have the share of speaking, and the part of being looked down upon!

A wave of resentment came to his face, talking and laughing from afar, how could Guan Qinghong not notice?

It's just that he knows that since ancient times in the sect, whenever he showed his face, there were a lot of female disciples who came to him, and there were also many male disciples who admired the 'deacon elders and cultivated to be profound and strong', in order to get Guan Qinghong's approval, Guan Qinghong was the goal, and they made every effort to catch up with Guan Qinghong's footsteps.

Now, Guan Qinghong, as the only deacon elder of the Phantom Heaven Sword Sect, not to mention the great elder whose power is second only to the position of the acting sect master, Guan Qinghong, whose appearance is also as delicate as a hibiscus from Qing Shui, is actually intimate with a newcomer who has just entered the sect, and he is still like this!

Jealousy is often there, and it is also a driving force for progress, but Guan Qinghong ignores it.

It's just that in this fluttering jealousy, Guan Qinghong smelled a trace of resentment, a malicious resentment.

'Is that kid, Zhou Yuan?' Oh, I still don't interfere, and hand over a little plum to take care of it. ’

Guan Qinghong secretly calculated in his heart.

Seeing that Guan Qinghong's face was a little wrong, Li Changyuan squinted slightly and asked:

"Uncle Guan, are you thinking about any bad thoughts again?"

This little plum's eyes are so keen, just like the closed father. ’

Guan Qinghong smiled and said perfunctorily:

"No, I'm the deacon elder of the Phantom Sky Sword Sect, what bad intentions can I have~"