The beautiful countryside, terraced rice fields, flowing springs, birds singing and fragrant flowers, the environment of paradise is intoxicating.

The big turtle went and returned, although he looked at Zhang and his entourage with a bad look, but he just had a resentful look on his face, and he was helpless against this rising star at this time, and he knew how many times he bullied him back then.

Zhang and his entourage didn't know that the big turtle was slandering him like this, but the two of them were just playing and not going to their hearts.

The little mouse Wang Xuanming opened his mouth, only to see the huge yellow gourd shrink quickly and then swallow the yellow gourd in one bite, Zhang and his party and a few juniors disagreed, this is all a small spell of shrinking and swallowing things, it is not strange.

Several people discussed finding a good place to prepare the essence of the transformation path obtained by refining, and finally found a small sect nearby, the Bixue Sect, which was also the place with the best geographical location and the most abundant aura within a radius of 100 miles.

Surrounded by mountains here, the sea of clouds is rushing, and at a glance it is just a large green forest, but this is an ordinary primary phantom array, and it can still be concealed against mortals and some low-level monks in the enlightening period, but for Zhang Yixing and others who have strong divine sense, these are just passing clouds and smoke, and they can be seen through at a glance.

Zhang and his entourage's divine consciousness comparable to the peak of the Guiyuan Realm swept across the entire mountain, and found that the monks in the mountains were all low-level immortal cultivators, the highest was the Soul Gathering Period, and there were only three or two in the Shaping Dao Period, and the rest were all disciples of the Enlightenment Period.

Zhang Yixing pointed his sword qi into the illusion realm, and in an instant, the entire illusion array turned into powder like glass, revealing the style of the mountain gate.

From the bottom to the top, the stairs extend to the depths of the mountain, the mountain gate is a semicircular arch made of stones, and a huge stone three zhang high on the right hand side is used as the signboard of the mountain gate, and the three big characters of "Bixue Zong" are written on it, and the handwriting is very square, and it can be recognized at a glance.

The phantom array of the mountain gate was broken, and for a while, the disciples guarding the mountain gate were shocked, and they all drew their weapons and looked around.

The leader of the "bold" guarding the mountain gate was a middle-aged monk in the Shaping Dao period with dozens of disciples in the Enlightenment Period, all of them were dressed in white like snow and carrying a long sword, but at this time the long sword was already in his hand, and it was murderous.

Among them, the middle-aged white-clothed monk in the Shaping Dao period did not speak, and was secretly staring at the few young people opposite, but to his surprise, the other party's cultivation could not be seen, which made him very uneasy.

The divine sense swept over, but it was bounced back, and the two young men, a turtle cultivator, and a white mouse, looked very calm and calm, and the leader of the Bixue Sect guarding the mountain gate secretly complained in his heart.

The white-clothed monk, who was calm on the surface but turbulent in his heart, decided to let his disciples probe each other's reality first.

These disciples guarding the mountain gate were shocked, as a sect of cultivating immortals, they were quite a hegemon within a radius of a hundred miles, and now a few very young monks who looked very young had destroyed the phantom array in front of the mountain gate, and they also had the momentum of a superior person, which really made people angry.

"Don't be nervous, I see that the aura of the Gui Sect Mountain Range is good, we just want to borrow it for a few days" The big turtle smiled dryly, even if there was no malicious intent, it would be regarded as a bad person.

"Presumptuous, dare to make trouble in my Bixue Sect" A few of the disciples in the opening period are mediocre in their cultivation, but they are very arrogant, looking at Zhang and a few young people, they actually came to kick the mountain gate, it was simply Tai Sui's head breaking ground.

After that, several disciples of the Bixue Sect picked up the long swords in their hands and killed the generals.

"Roll" The big turtle looked at it with contempt, these little monks in the light period can't resist the sword, at most they are stronger than mortals, they actually pulled out their swords and killed them, it's like a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers.

As soon as the big turtle waved his hand, the sudden wind stood up, and the nearby flying sand and rocks swept towards the mountain gate of the Bixue Sect opposite.

For a while, the wind howled, the gray smoke was filled, and the mountain gate was submerged in it.

You can clearly hear the screams on the opposite side, the sound of stones colliding, the sound of stone cracking, and the entire mountain gate of the Bixue Sect was swept away by the wind, and there was a big chaos.

After a while.

The gray smoke dissipated, the mountain gate was ruined, the mountain gate made of stones had collapsed, only the huge stone signboard stood there alone, and the disciples of the Bixue Sect were lying on the ground with wolf howling.

"All the young masters have arrived, and the old way has lost its welcome"

A ray of light came out from the mountain behind the Bixue Sect, and the speed soon reached the front of the chaotic mountain gate.

The person who came was an old man with crane hair and a childish face, holding floating dust, making a way, wearing a gray robe, very fairy-like bones.

When the disciples of the Bixue Sect saw the head of the sect arrive, they didn't care whether the injury was serious or not, and immediately got up from the ground to greet the head of the sect.

From beginning to end, Zhang Yixing was indifferent, his face was calm, and it was most appropriate to hand over this kind of majestic thing to the big turtle next to him, and Zhang Yixing was not the kind of high-profile character.

"You are the head of the Bixue Sect, a few of us want to retreat here for a few days, can we?" the big turtle squinted and asked, showing the bully who bullied the low-level monk vividly.

"The old Taoist is, all the young talents, please" The old Taoist priest is very kind and very interesting, and the immortal cultivation world is originally based on strength.

Looking at this old man, it is estimated that he has been practicing for a hundred years, but it is a pity that his cultivation is not high, so he is in the soul shaping period, which is a very common thing for the immortal cultivation world.

The speed of cultivation in the immortal cultivation realm ultimately depends on the qualifications and talents, and then there is the chance, if you get some golden elixir to increase your cultivation or get some powerful inheritance, then you can avoid dozens or even hundreds of years of hard cultivation.

In the eyes of these old people who have been cultivating for more than 100 years and are still mediocre, Zhang Yixing and others are one of the few young talents, a strong family supply, and a talented top bloodline, which they can't envy.

Zhang Yixing and the others didn't think much about it, and under the leadership of the Bixue Sect, they entered the depths of the Bixue Mountain Gate, the strength was there, no matter how many conspiracies and tricks were floating clouds, strong strength was the foundation.

The whole sect of the Bixue Sect trembled, like walking on thin ice, like serving an aunt and grandmother, for fear of neglecting Zhang and his party, these are all powerful cultivators, and they can destroy the Bixue Sect in one go, which can not be provoked.

There are not a few strange people in the immortal cultivation world, and there are countless people with strange tempers, just like the hot-tempered demon tribe barbarian tribe, which is to wipe out the whole city or destroy the whole sect at every turn, and things like this happen from time to time.

Zhang Yixing and others were arranged to the forbidden place in the back mountain of Bixue Sect, usually this place is a perennial retreat place for the sect, Zhang Yixing and others occupy the magpie's nest and occupy it for their own use.

The head of the Bixue Sect and the elders waited outside the forbidden land to protect the Dharma, quietly listening to the orders.

"This is a set of high-level phantom arrays, even if the great power of the Returning Sect is here, you can't see through it, take it" Wang Xuanming was very generous, and directly threw out a set of magic arrays and sent the Bixue Sect to take charge.

"Thank you" The old man in gray was overjoyed, this was simply a dream, and he was full of joy and went down the mountain to set up the formation.

The next few days were Zhang Yixing and others refining the Dao Yuan in the Bixue Sect, Wang Xuanming was quite kind, and divided the Dao Yuan into four parts, refining was not overnight, time passed day by day, and the Bixue Sect was as usual.