The list of people who entered the outer courtyard of the Ming Jade Altar was decided, and the thirty-five people who had obtained the nine kinds of jade medals, except for Zhou Ping, were all allowed to enter the outer courtyard. There are more than 300 people who have obtained the eight kinds of jade medals, and they only need to do a month of miscellaneous labor, and they can also enter the outer courtyard to practice. The remaining thousands of people will have to do miscellaneous labor for several years.

Today is the last night in Tianji Tower, whether happy or sad, it is all tonight. The Zhou family of Baiyue Country is probably the most lively place in Tianji Tower at this time, because there is only one disciple of the inner courtyard here, Zhou Ping.

People from all walks of life, those who know and those who don't know each other come to congratulate, and the Zhou family is very happy. Those noble families in Falling Snow City usually look down on the Zhou family, but now because of Zhou Ping, they all have to put down their posture and come over to congratulate, with Zhou Ping's character, they naturally won't care about them in general.

The people of the Zhou family are very happy, but there is only one person who doesn't seem to be very happy, and that is Zhou Ping.

In the middle of the night, Zhou Ping sat at the door of the Zhou family's camp, leaning on the simple railing at the door and staring into the distance.

"Why didn't you go back to the camp to rest?" The person who spoke was Jiang Yu. Compared with the Su family, it was more convenient for him to stay in the Zhou family, so he moved here, and Qin Ao naturally came over. Jiang Yu had just finished practicing, and saw Zhou Ping sitting alone at the door sullenly, so he came over to ask.

Zhou Ping turned his head and saw that it was Jiang Yu, then he earned his head back, raised his head, looked up at the stars in the sky, and said slowly: "Brother Jiang, your sword skills are ten times better than mine, and my sword skills have improved greatly, all thanks to you, this quota should be yours, why did you give it to me?"

"What?" Jiang Yu didn't understand at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he understood what Zhou Ping was going to say. Jiang Yuxin said that if it was someone else, he might have been unhappy a long time ago. And a serious and honest person like Zhou Ping is easy to drill the horns.

Jiang Yu leaned on the other side of the door and said: "The quota is fought for by yourself, even if I don't point out your opponent's weaknesses, don't you have ten moves with your own ability? Besides, there is not only one quota, even if I have played ten moves, or even more, the result of you entering the inner courtyard will not change." Jiang Yu knew very well that Zhou Ping was not confident that he could enter the inner courtyard with his own ability, so he was entangled.

"Others are eager to be a disciple of the inner court, and I am no exception, why do you abandon it like a clog, Brother Jiang, and don't care at all? You can obviously win, even if it is two ghost clouds, I believe it may not be your opponent. Why did you lose?" Zhou Ping looked sideways at Jiang Yu and asked what he had never understood in his heart.

Jiang Yu sighed and said, "My purpose is different from yours, and I have my own troubles. "The hardships Jiang Yu said were naturally instructed by the sword spirit, after entering the Ming Jade Altar, don't show the characteristics of your aura and sword moves. Jiang Yu knew that if he concealed other people in dozens of moves, it might be possible, if he really went to the inner courtyard and became a disciple of Wu Lian, it would be impossible not to let Wu Lian know the characteristics of his aura and the characteristics of his swordsmanship.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu suddenly said to Zhou Ping again: "Brother Zhou, I want you to promise me one thing." ”

"What?" Zhou Ping asked puzzled.

"In the future, if anyone asks you about your swordsmanship, don't mention my name. Jiang Yu said seriously.

"I know, I will also advise the people of the Zhou family. Zhou Ping said and took out a sheepskin bag of wine from his arms, unscrewed the mouth, drank a few sips, and then threw it to Jiang Yu, saying, "Quench your thirst." ”

Jiang Yu took the sheepskin bag and took a few sips. Lost it again. Untied the blood-dissolving sword under the hem of his clothes, and thrust it downward, and the scabbard sank three inches into the soil.

Jiang Yu said: "The gambling match that day said it was a draw, but in fact, you and I both know in our hearts that you won me half a step." Even if I am willing to lose the bet, it can also be regarded as a congratulatory gift for me to send Brother Zhou into the inner courtyard. ”

"This ...... It's too precious. Zhou Ping was full of surprise.

Without waiting for Zhou Ping to say anything, Jiang Yu said: "Needless to say, if you don't want it, I will lose it casually, and I will never lose my trust, and you don't want a cat or a dog to spoil this sword, right?"

"Then thank you Brother Jiang. Zhou Ping grabbed the hemolytic sword and withdrew the three-inch sword body, which was vaguely illuminating.

That night, Jiang Yu and Zhou Ping drank a lot of wine and were drowsy, and they didn't leave until late at night.

The next day, Qingming, each went his own way. Wan Shifeng in the inner courtyard had someone to pick up Zhou Ping, while Jiang Yu and other qualified disciples were faced with the choice of three outer courts.

Wuxinfeng mainly teaches traditional martial arts, including the use and casting of various weapons. Unintentional Peak mainly teaches the immortal method, as well as the method of alchemy and health preservation. Wuxiang Peak teaches the method of controlling spirits, driving demon beasts, using witchcraft, and the use and refining of various treasures.

Traditional martial arts, Jiang Yu is not very interested, one is that even if the outer courtyard is taught, maybe the martial arts will not be too clever, at least not better than the sword spirit, and it is easy to expose the characteristics of his aura. As for Wuxiang Peak's method of controlling the spirit, Jiang Yu was even less interested, driving the demon beast to fight and hiding behind himself, which was too unsuitable for his character.

The immortal method taught by Wuyi Peak, as well as the method of alchemy, was what Jiang Yu was most interested in. The reason is very simple, these are all things that the sword spirit can't teach him, and for him, it is a completely new field, a very attractive field.

Under the leadership of the disciples of the outer court, Jiang Yu and more than 30 others went to the thirteenth peak of Mingyu through the moving magic circle. As for the other miscellaneous workers, there is another place to go.

Along the road, everyone walked into Mengshan, and after walking for a long time, they saw that on the side of the road, a relief group statue built by the mountain in the far distance came into everyone's eyes. I saw that there were vivid images carved on the mountain, there were old and young, men and women, swordsmen, dancers, luthiers, and anglers, each of which was lifelike. The most shocking thing is that each of the relief figures is more than 100 feet high. Carefully calculated, there were no less than 100 people on the mountain.

These people who came with Jiang Yu, where have they seen such a grand scene, they are all amazed, their eyes are on Fu Fu, and they carefully recognize the people above.

Seeing that these newcomers were curious, the disciples of the outer courtyard who led the way hurriedly said: "Don't make a noise! That is the Ming Jade Altar Ascending Immortal Bi, and the seals engraved on it are the images of the sect masters of the Ming Jade Altar in the past dynasties, and they must not be desecrated." ”

"So many, even if a person only lives to be 100 years old, it is estimated that it has a history of tens of thousands of years. Someone exclaimed. But he was immediately despised by the disciples of the outer courtyard who led the way: "Each of the sect masters of the Ming Jade Altar is a master of the Heavenly Monarch level, and their longevity is more than 1,000, how can they compare the longevity of worldly people with them." ”

The difference between the secular and the Ming Jade Altar!

In the past cognition of these people, the Canghai Realm is already the limit of what a person can cultivate, and as for the Heavenly Monarch, it only exists in legends, and so many people who appear here are all Heavenly Monarch-level figures, how can it not be scary? And more importantly, the legendary Ming Jade Altar in the secular world is only about a thousand years, and if according to the words of the disciples of this outer court, even if each of the people on these reliefs is only the sect master for two hundred years, this Ming Jade Altar has existed for at least 20,000 years.

"Then are they all alive now?" Qin Ao, who had come with Jiang Yu, asked curiously.

The outer court disciple who led the way glanced at Qin Ao and said, "The lifespan of the Heavenly Monarch is also endless, so they should all be gone." ”

After walking for a long time, the last person on the relief group finally appeared. He saw that the man was holding a pearl in each hand, and a dragon was under his feet, and beside him were ten swords of various shapes flying in the air.

This is very different from the previous relief, when everyone was wonderful, they listened to the disciple of the outer courtyard who led the way: "This is the founding saint of the Ming Jade Altar, Guangming Patriarch, is the Ming Jade Altar created by his old man, it is said that he encountered the evil dragon that can swallow the sky and spit out the earth in Mengshan, and the Guangming Patriarch killed the evil dragon with ten demon holy swords." The ten swords are Ling Xiao, Purple Qi, Tongchen, White Dragon, Chengfeng, Yunmian, Penance, Eternity, Immortality, and Crazy Name. After killing the evil dragon, the ten swords turned into ten peaks, which are now the ten peaks of the inner courtyard.

"Ling Xiao Sword Intent!" Jiang Yu heard the word Ling Xiao and immediately thought of these four words. And then I thought of the mysterious woman.

"Could it be that he is from Ling Xiaofeng?" Jiang Yu's heart was full of suspicion, but he was not born to ask the outer court disciple anything.

"I really didn't expect that little ghost to become a sect master. Sword Spirit's voice was very low, but Jiang Yu still sensed it and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Hmph, don't you know ......" After the sword spirit said this, he didn't say anything anymore, Jiang Yu knew that she wouldn't say anything if he asked, so he simply didn't ask. It's just that he feels more and more that the origin of this sword spirit is too mysterious. When he came to the Ming Jade Altar, he didn't show the characteristics of his aura and swordsmanship, so he must have something to hide from him. But Jiang Yu was not worried about this, because he knew that the sword spirit lived and died with him, and the sword spirit had no reason to harm himself.

"Isn't it the thirteen peaks of Mingyu, how can there only be ten peaks?" Shi Cai listened to the words of the disciples of the outer courtyard who led the way, and someone raised their own questions.

When the disciples of the outer courtyard heard this, they said, "This sect was originally a cultivation sect that escaped the world, and there were few people. Whether you can enter this door or not originally depends on chance. It can be started from Tianhong Zhenren, that is, the ninety-fifth generation of the sect master of Mingyutan, to establish the three outer courtyards of unintentional, unintentional, and phaseless, and widely collect talents from all walks of life from the people. It was only then that this sect began to become famous and known to the world. ”

"Ninety-five generations...... The last four generations ...... "Jiang Yu paid attention just now, the figures on the reliefs add up to a total of ninety-eight, which means that the current sect master of the Ming Jade Altar should be the ninety-ninth generation.

When Jiang Yu carefully looked at the statue of Guangming Patriarch, he suddenly found that in front of the dragon's head that Guangming Patriarch stepped on, there seemed to be two lines of words engraved on the seal, as if it was a poem, although the word was very large, but because of the extreme distance, people here were afraid that no one could see it except Jiang Yu, the font was vigorous and powerful, and it was obviously carved by someone with a sword.

Lingxiao's purple light is the same as the dust, and the white dragon sleeps in the fog and clouds.

Penance for eternity and eternal repentance is like being mad and idle.

Jiang Yu silently read those words, and suddenly noticed that above the dragon's head, there seemed to be a person sitting on it, and he was looking up and drinking. But he didn't blink at all, and the man disappeared into thin air.

"Could it be that I saw it wrong?" Jiang Yu, who had always been confident in his eyes, also wondered if he had seen it wrong just now.