A vast expanse of water, looking at things at the extreme, I don't know the cliffs. The dark green and almost black waves were surging and oscillating in the air. This wave is endless, setting off and falling, and the height is endless. But for a while, there was no sound. The entire surface of the water is in this strange state of movement and tranquility.

But those who have always admired the scenery do not make any fuss about it, because there is something more intimidating that grabs the focus of attention.

It turned out that thousands of feet above the surface of the water, there was a huge mountain peak floating and slowly spinning. From the subtle point of view, this mountain is indigo, like a tree covered with hair, showing the true interest.

But in terms of its appearance, it is not so "natural". From a distance, the whole mountain looks like an extremely neat spinning top or cone, which is randomly cut into two from the midline, and it seems that they are two identical parts. Although the world is so big that there are no wonders, it is absolutely impossible to find such mountains as accurate as a rope ruler.

Looking closely at this peak, from low to high, there are faint nine faint phantom shadows layered on top of each other, and it seems that white lines surround nine circles. At the end of the last circle, the "line" suddenly changed, almost straight, leading to the top of the mountain.

The third level in the Red Cloud Meeting, nine weeks and half of the mountain.

At the bottom of this mountain peak, thousands of white water columns are like flying rainbows, and jade beads hang until the deep blue water surface. However, these columns of water flowed down thousands of feet, but did not stir up a single splash. When I thought about it, it was difficult to distinguish whether it was the water flowing down the mountain and the waterfall cascading, or the water dragon rising on the ocean surface supporting the mountain.

On the water in the west of the nine-week half-mountain, a small island with a radius of thirty or forty miles floats alone in the water. The center of the island is ten miles in size, the blue light is misty, covering the sight, it was originally surrounded by twenty-four huge stone pillars more than 100 zhang high, forming a portal array to cover the void and reality, obviously a secret place.

Outside the portal, there is a flat boulder that is 100 zhang wide, about 30 people are looking forward to the east, as far as the eye can see, it is the direction of the middle of the mountain in Jiuzhou.

These twenty or thirty people are all spiritual realm cultivators, less than ten years old, and their clothing and accessories are roughly similar. There are more than 20 men, all of whom are blue blue shirts, wearing jade leaf crowns, heavy shoes under their feet, and purple jade rings hanging from their waists. There are ten women up and down, with snails on their heads, purple gauze skirts, and only the incense sachets, hanging ornaments, jade jue and other dazzling clothes they wear, which are not as uniform as the men.

The group was roughly divided into two groups. Most of them were gathered in groups of threes and threes, watching intently, and even more so talking in whispers, while four others sat in front of the group, about five or six feet away.

Among the four people, three of them were close to each other, and their voices were continuous. There was another young man with an extremely pale face, but he distanced himself from the three of them slightly, and he was alone, and seemed to be silent.

Behind these more than 30 people, in front of the gate of the island center, there is still a wide open space of two or three hundred zhang.

In this open space, the light and shadow flashed, and suddenly two people, a man and a woman, appeared.

The teleportation technique performed by the blue-robed man started from a huge black portal, and at this moment, when he reached the end, there was no vision, and the two of them seemed to appear out of thin air. Of the more than thirty young disciples in front of the two, none of them were able to detect it.

Blameless, Du Niansha glanced at each other. According to what they thought in their hearts, the third level of the Red Cloud Little Club should have been a quiet place, but they never thought that there would be disciples of the younger generation gathered together.

Looking around, there is no way.

Simply look up at the person in front of you. This group of people is all new to the realm of spirit form, and what is even more rare is that the foundation is quite solid. With such cultivation at such an age, Gui Wuyi has roughly guessed the identity of this group of people.

Looking back suddenly, there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity in my heart.

It's just that I don't know why this group of people are sitting here quietly, looking at the mountains.

The two of them stepped forward slowly.

Hearing the sound of squirming footsteps behind them, these people quickly turned their heads.

A man and a woman came into view, this man was tall and handsome, with starry eyebrows, carrying two long swords, although he did not take the initiative to exude the murderous aura of sword cultivation, but he was free to soar into the sky with a sharp aura of 'I am the main'.

And the woman who walked side by side with him, deceived the frost and snow, was born beautiful, wearing golden hairpin yarn, and she was very easy to come out of the dust.

At a glance, it looks like a pair of immortal Taoist couples.

For a time, everyone was envious and jealous, or even ashamed of themselves.

If Du Niansha doesn't smile, people who don't know the details can't help but think of her as a frost beauty;

In the blink of an eye, a disciple with thick eyebrows and big eyes and a face like pepper wheat who was sitting in the last row hesitated slightly, hugged his fists and said, "Senior brother, senior sister." ”

As soon as he made a start, everywhere he went, the rest of the people opened their mouths one after another, and said in a loud voice, "Senior brother, senior sister." ”

Du Niansha glanced at Gui Wuyi, her little face tense, and she was silent. But with a smile on his face, he bowed his head one by one in response.

Twenty or thirty people passed by, and gathered together with the four who were sitting at the front.

A square-faced monk on the left side of the four hesitated for a moment, and then saluted as usual.

The man in the middle suddenly stretched out his hand to stop him, and hesitated: "The true disciples below the Xuanyuan Palace Yuan Infant Realm, Lu Mou roughly recognizes them. The two of them seem to be a little face-to-face, and they don't seem to be among them. "This man looks old, but he looks like a man in his thirties and forties. It's just that the red lips are bright and tender, forming a unique contrast.

Gui Wuyi smiled and said, "I am not a disciple of the Youhuan Sect in the first place. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Gui Wuyi and Lin Shuangshuang, who seem to be extremely pure in their deeds, suddenly appeared here again. In terms of cultivation, it seems to have the rhyme of the Jindan realm of hugging the circle and returning to one, and the rhyme is lively, which is not similar to the condensation and dead silence of the monks of the Jindan realm. All the disciples didn't have time to think deeply, they all thought that the two of them were the true disciples of Xuanyuan Palace who were about to get married, and the time had come, so they tried their own way in the middle of the mountain in the ninth week.

One of them couldn't help but say, "In that case, why did you accept it calmly when we saluted one after another?"

Gui Wuyi smiled and said: "Since they are also Daomen qi practitioners, the age is a few years older in the lower void, and the cultivation is also above you." Why can't you call me Senior Brother?"

Some people are not convinced, and they have to refute it. The monk surnamed Lu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Is Zunjia a true disciple of another sect who participated in the Red Cloud Meeting?"

The monk surnamed Lu is named Lu Chaoshi. The Lu clan is a large family in the Youhuan Sect, and has always been well-informed and well-informed.

Gui Wuyi nodded and said, "That's good." ”

Hearing Gui Wujiao's words and confirmation, these more than 30 people suddenly burst into an uproar, exclaiming, and all of them crowded over with wide eyes, as if watching some rare beast, staring at the two of them.

Although he knew what to blame, he still asked, "May I ask who you are?"

Lu Shishi said: "This place is called Shenxiu Island, and it is the place where my Youhuan Sect selects the true inheritance once every four years. We are disciples of Feiyun Pavilion, and the true legends of the past dynasties are all from Feiyun Pavilion. This session of the Dharma was just over an hour ago. ”

Lu Chaoshi pointed to the three people beside him: "The four people below Lu were lucky enough to pass the test and rank as the true legend." ”

As soon as he said this, the other three all raised their hands and saluted.

The method of selecting the true inheritance of the Youhuan Sect is not a fixed number every time. The method of selection, like the Yue Heng Sect, is also with the help of a treasure. The difference is that those who set up a puzzle with this treasure and can solve it will become a true disciple.

Therefore, there may be several people in one session at most times, and only one or two people or even one person at least one time. At most, there were never more than seven people. The total number of them every hundred years and thousands of years is roughly the same as that of Yue Hengzong.

Lu Chaoshi and the other four people had a regular rule, and they seemed to be much more restrained than those twenty or thirty disciples. But in fact, the ups and downs of the four of them are more delicate and complex.

These four are today's winners, and it was originally the time of the spring breeze to be proud.

However, each session gives birth to several true disciples, and in a period of thirty or fifty years, there are nearly fifty people. And every time the Red Cloud Meeting, there are only one or two people from each family.

Thinking of this, the original pride and self-confidence couldn't help but converge slightly.

If they learn that this Red Cloud Small Meeting is a "big year" that has not been seen for thousands of years, they don't know how to feel.

During the whole process of talking between the two sides, Du Niansha was as cold as ice, and it seemed that it was none of her business. But the more this is the case, the more unfathomable it becomes.

Lu Chaoshi asked again, "Except for the two of you, why don't you see the true disciples of the other sects?"

Gui Wuyi smiled and said, "The two of us left halfway, and the rest of us are still fighting." ”

Lu Chaoshi secretly said in his heart: "Presumably, these two people are not outstanding in this small meeting, otherwise why would they leave the venue early." Together, this thought made my mind inexplicably much more relaxed.

His expression changed, and he looked at it without blame, and he didn't break it. He asked, "Now that the True Transmission Contest has ended, what are you doing here?"

Lu Chaoshi stretched out his hand and said, "It stands to reason that after the competition, they will naturally disperse." It's just that Senior Brother Du and Senior Brother Zhuang in Xuanyuan Palace are about to get married soon, so I came to Jiuzhou to try it in the middle of the mountain today. The wooden palm said that it was a rare opportunity, so he asked me to wait and watch. ”

"Please take a look, both of you. "The direction of the finger is the direction of the Nine Weeks and the Mountains.

It is clear to blame. "Yuan Yuan" said that after arriving at the destination, there was a five-rainbow bridge leading directly to Jiuzhou Banshan, but after the two of them landed on the island, they did not see the road connected. It turned out that someone had already entered the mountain for trial.

Fortunately, it doesn't hurt to wait for a while.

Following the direction pointed by Lu Tendshi, Gui Wugong gathered his eyes and watched intently. But the distance was too far, and with his eyesight, he could only barely see that the nine white silk phantoms seemed to be nine mountain roads carved around the mountain. If you want to see the details more clearly, you can't.

Lu Chaoshi smiled and said, "Please look at the clouds and mist that cover the mountain peaks. ”

blameless, Du Niansha raised her head according to her words. After looking at it for a while, I saw the mystery. It turned out that through the flow of clouds and mist, it seemed to magnify the mountains dozens or hundreds of times, teaching people to see the subtleties in the nine-week half-mountain.

The ramp around the mountain, which looks as thin as silver wire, is more than ten zhang wide. Two figures, one black and one yellow, stood still on the inner wall of the ramp, as if they were thinking about something.