There was a bright light in front of him, swaying and very soft, which surprised Ji Chen. He thought that after crossing the river, there would be a more dangerous place behind him, but he didn't expect that there was a strong aura in front of him, which made people feel a burst of peace.

Crossing the Huangquan River, there was a pure land?

Ji Chen went ashore, dragged the boat ashore, and received it directly into the ring.

After all, this thing may be the only tool for crossing the river, and it can't be lost.

He walked towards the front, and in front of him there was a crane chirping, and the aura was rising.

A few miles later, a bright world appeared in Ji Chen's eyes, there was no darkness, a soft brilliance flowed, a piece of peace and holiness.

Ji Chen was a little dazed, feeling like he was in a dream, and he even wondered if he had entered the illusion world.

It's just that everything in front of him is so real, the aura is fluttering, the light is shining, and an immortal crane spreads its wings and flies over his head as if he didn't see Ji Chen.

A clattering voice came from behind Ji Chen, attracting his attention.

Ji Chen turned around and looked around, only to see a horse driving from behind, no groom to drive it, and the old horse seemed to know the way.

"What a handsome horse!"

Ji Chen admired, this is a demon beast, Ji Chen has never seen it, and it is covered in fiery red scales.

Just as the carriage passed by Ji Chen's side, it suddenly stopped, and a voice came out of the carriage.

"The fifth senior brother is also going back to the mountain to participate in the Chengjian Conference, why don't you get in the car and move forward together."

It was a man's voice, very hearty.

Someone?

Ji Chen was even more surprised, looked at the front and back, thought for a while, and decided to get in the car.

He wasn't sure now if he had entered some kind of illusion, or if it was just a delusion, or if it was a real secret realm.

Ji Chen couldn't tell,

The only thing that reassured him was that the divine power in his body had not disappeared.

From the words of the man in the carriage, Ji Chen learned his identity, fifth, but he didn't know if this fifth was his name, or the fifth in the division.

He is now like a husky mixed in with the wolves, and he can only try to say as little as possible and observe as much as possible.

"Excuse me!"

Ji Chen said a word, got into the carriage, and glanced at the jade pendant on his waist without a trace, engraved with the Heavenly Sword on one side and the ninth on the other, only these two key information.

Other than that, no clues were found on it. He doesn't know who he plays, so he can only go with the flow.

The owner of the carriage was also a young man of the same age as Ji Chen, who looked more optimistic, with an easy-going face, and he could talk to anyone.

The first time Ji Chen saw the young man, he felt a little familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Just when he was puzzled, it suddenly sounded.

This young man was somewhat similar to the purple-eyed corpse in the Yellow Spring River just now.

Thinking about it this time, Ji Chen immediately felt that it was not just similar, as if it was the teenager of the purple-eyed corpse.

"Senior brother Shen Ke, disciple of the eighth peak, I have seen the fifth senior brother"

"I didn't expect Senior Brother to come back this year to participate in the Chengjian Conference, the entire Ninth Peak is just one of your disciples, if you don't come back to Chengjian, it is estimated that the master of the sect will have a fight with Uncle Tai."

This young man is indeed very talkative, and before Ji Chen could speak, he took the initiative to open the topic.

Ji Chen grabbed several key pieces of information from these short words.

He is a disciple of the ninth peak, or the only disciple.

This also reflects a problem, his identity is destined to be famous in the entire church, and the harm it brings is that the risk of exposure will be great.

The second piece of information is that his master's surname is Yutai, the master of the ninth peak.

Then the fifth should be his surname.

As for the sect's Chengjian, it should be the meaning of the year-end competition. I shouldn't have been back to the sect for a few years.

With this information, it is possible to have at least a brief exchange without fear of being debunked.

So, Ji Chen tried to respond, "I haven't been back to my master for some days, and I miss my master, so I'll come back this year and take a look, and by the way, I'll take the sword." ”

"Haha, Senior Brother, as the only disciple of Senior Uncle Tangtai and the only inheritance of the Ninth Peak, this time the Chengjian will definitely shine."

Ji Chen bowed his head, maintaining a hint of coldness.

With a unique pulse and unique resources, it is inevitable that people will be jealous, and the popularity cannot be good, and the cold personality is inevitable.

In his own role, Ji Chen tried to play as much as possible.

The carriage was moving forward, all the way Shen Ke was talking, Ji Chen was listening, occasionally interjecting, and he could always get to the point.

Soon, a majestic mountain appeared in front of Ji Chen's eyes. Straight to the sky, the aura rises, the fairy light is swirling, the crane spreads its wings, the rich aura is like a waterfall falling down from the mountain, under the golden glow, it is full of colors.

Fairyland!

This was Ji Chen's first reaction, coming to the fairyland.

"Yikes! The Chengjian Conference has begun, we're late, let's go! ”

Shen Ke had already put away the carriage, and the two of them also sped up.

The Chengjian Festival is held in the mountain stream between the eighth and ninth peaks.

A wide stream flowed, flanked by various raised stones, with steep cliffs and people standing on them.

Some are sitting, some are standing, some are even lying down and sleeping, and some are sitting on the trees, dangling their feet. It feels very easy-going and spontaneous, without the stereotype of the Immortal Sect in Ji Chen's impression.

It seems that cultivating immortals should be like this, and act spontaneously.

The two disciples were fighting swords above the stream, there were no fancy moves, no complicated swordsmanship, just flying swords attacking in a straight line.

Whoever is fast, who wins.

It's about speed, and it's a hit.

This is the real sword immortal, how can the sword immortal fight so many skills, directly a flying sword bombardment, the most effective, the most direct, the most brutal, and the fastest.

So this kind of competition is not ornamental, but it is very dangerous.

Ji Chen also wanted to know how prosperous the Immortal Dao Holy Land was 100,000 years ago, and also wanted to see the subtleties of their swordsmanship and spells, so he found a raised stone, flew up, and stood on it.

Shen Ke also followed Ji Chen and stood next to him.

"The two junior disciples of the fifth peak are fighting swords, the two junior brothers are newcomers, if they win, they will have the opportunity to go to the first peak to inherit a sword."

"The first peak is the Sword Shrine, where the swords of countless powerhouses in the Holy Land are buried. Every powerful senior in the Holy Land will choose to go to the first peak retreat when his longevity is about to end, and after he sits, the sword will remain on it. ”

"In the annual sword bearing conference, if a disciple shines, he has the qualification to go to the first peak, go up to choose a sword, and inherit the will of his predecessors. That's why the Chengjian Conference came about. ”

Ji Chen glanced at Shen Ke in surprise, he seemed to be deliberately explaining.

Thinking of the purple-eyed corpse he had encountered in the Huangquan River before, Ji Chen felt that Shen Ke and that corpse must have some kind of connection.

……

Ask for a commuter pass!

(End of chapter)