"Oh my God..."

Mo Jue rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was dazzled.

Ye Zuiyuan ignored the stunned people around him, stood up straight, and called out, "Fang Ce." ”

Fang Ce on the side stepped forward, holding a booklet in his hand, and read:

"Lord Yufeng, a total of sixty-seven people have passed this trial, including 3 people from the first level and 17 people from the second level. ”

Ye Zuiyuan's face was expressionless, he just nodded to indicate that he knew, and at this moment, another Cloud Sword Sect disciple wearing a colorful cloud robe walked out and said to Ye Zuiyuan: "Peak Master, the disciple has something to report. ”

Ye Zuiyuan glanced at this person: "Oh, what's the matter?" ”

The man glanced around, and then said slowly: "After the deacon replied, in the Dao Yuanguan, someone deliberately walked with false news, resulting in many deaths. Please punish the elders severely!"

Ye Zuiyuan's face turned cold, and he asked, "Who is it?"

The man paused, hesitated and replied, "Uh.... That person has been sent away by you, the peak master... Just in the middle of the crowd. ”

The corners of Ye Zuiyuan's mouth twitched, embarrassed: "Then forget it." ”

As soon as these words came out, someone next to Mo Jue was unhappy:

"How can it be just like that, didn't he just say it? Many people have died unexpectedly, we need the Cloud Sword Sect to give us an explanation, otherwise we won't worship this bullshit sect!"

When Ye Zuiyuan heard this, a touch of anger appeared on his face, and he was about to speak, but Fang Ce took the lead and shouted: "Shut up!"

"Why? What do you Cloud Sword Sect think of us people? Don't you care if so many people die?"

The man still didn't stop, still chattering there, Fang Ce looked helpless and stepped aside.

"Enough!"

Ye Zuiyuan shouted angrily, interrupting the man's words, only to see that his face was pale, and he said angrily;

"Didn't I tell you before I set off? Afraid of death? Afraid of death, what kind of immortal are you looking for, and what kind of way are you asking? Isn't it good to spend your life honestly as a mortal?"

As he spoke, he paused, walked up to the man and asked, "What's your name?"

The man's heart trembled, thinking that Ye Zuiyuan was in anger and wanted to do something to him, and said tremblingly: "Go back to your predecessors...... My name is Ji Yan. ”

Just when everyone thought that Ye Zuiyuan was going to be in trouble, they heard him say this:

"Ji Yan, huh? You're very good. However, if you are too upright and don't know how to be flexible, you may suffer a big loss in the future. Would you like to join my Sword Peak?"

Halfway through speaking, the conversation changed and he actually invited Ji Yan to join his Sword Peak.

Ji Yan was ecstatic in his heart, and hurriedly replied, "Boy...... No, the disciple is willing. ”

Ye Zuiyuan's moody appearance made Mo Jue stunned.

The people around him were full of remorse, why didn't they come forward to speak......

Ye Zuiyuan nodded with satisfaction, motioned for Ji Yan to wait aside, and then said to everyone:

"Shicai's words are not only said to him, but also to you. The law of immortality is not taught in person, if you are afraid of death, then don't talk about what to ask for immortals. The path of cultivation is to fight with the heavens and the earth. ”

As he spoke, Ye Zuiyuan paused, glanced meaningfully at the direction where Mo Jue was, and continued:

"As for the people who spread false news, this seat has long been clear, this fate is a pass, it is to test you and others, if you can't survive a small calamity, what's the use of you waiting?"

After a few words, everyone fell silent.

Qi Xiong stood not far behind Mo Jue, bowing his head in a panic, cold sweat constantly flowing out.

Ye Zuiyuan's glance just now seemed casual, but it was actually a warning to him.

"With that said, you will go with me to the sect's residence. ”

Ye Zuiyuan broke the silence at the moment, and after speaking, he stretched out and made a seal.

An illusory small sword formed in front of Ye Zuiyuan's body, and the light on the sword body flowed.

"Go!"

With a soft snort from Ye Zuiyuan's mouth, the little sword turned into a beam of light and flew straight into the sky, hidden in the clouds.

A moment later, the clouds 'rumbled', like an ancient beast roaring in the midst of it, and like the sound of a mechanism turning.

Above the horizon, something seemed to tug at the clouds, and soon they drifted away, revealing the scene inside.

When Mo Jue saw the situation inside, he was stunned and speechless:

Above my head, six huge peaks floated in the sky, connected by several thick iron chains, and several figures could be faintly seen shuttling through them.

On the mountain peak, the pavilions and pavilions are scattered, exuding a little golden light under the sunlight, like a fairyland.

While Mo Jue and the others were stunned, a group of cranes flew out from one of the peaks and soon landed on the Dao Yuan Peak.

Ye Zuiyuan stepped lightly under his feet, and the whole person floated up, landed on one of the cranes, and said:

"What are you doing? ”

When everyone heard this, they climbed onto a crane.

The crane is very large, and it does not look crowded when four or five people lie on it.

When everyone climbed up, a whistle sounded, and the crane rose into the air and flew towards the mountain peak floating in the sky.

Mo Jue lay on the crane's body, his hands tightly grasping the feathers under him, although he had also ridden Hu Anping's flying sword before, but at that time, because the speed was too fast, Mo Jue couldn't open his eyes.

It's the first time I've felt flying so clearly.

On his side, Qin Dang buried his head deep between the crane's feathers, and his whole body trembled slightly.

Fan Wenxuan on the other side sat casually, still maintaining the usual indifferent look on his face, but the excitement in his eyes still betrayed him.

A gust of wind swept by, and Mo Jue squinted his eyes and poked his head out of the crane.

I saw that Dao Yuan Peak was getting smaller and smaller in his eyes, and a feeling of wanting to jump down surged from his heart.

"Forget it......"

Mo Jue muttered to comfort himself, and then pressed his heart that was about to move, and turned back to sit down.

As several people rose higher and higher, the wind became more and more intense, and the three of them lay tightly on the crane's back, clutching their feathers with both hands, for fear that they would be blown down.

Soon, Mo Jue felt a sense of obscurity coming, the wind stopped, and a fragrance poured into Mo Jue's nostrils.

Mo Jue sat up and looked around at his surroundings.

A bright white came into view, and it was a square, covered with a layer of white jade floor tiles, which shone slightly harshly in the sunlight.

In front of the square, a staircase leads to a large white hall, the door of the hall is closed and you can't see what is going on inside, and the crane falls on the square, quietly waiting for the person on its back to leave.

Ye Zuiyuan stood in front of the door of the main hall, looking at the people who were still on the crane with an expressionless face.

Thinking of the other party's moody personality, Mo Jue hurriedly pulled Fan Wenxuan and the others to jump off the back of the crane.

With a solid foot, Mo Jue secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, originally thinking that this mountain peak was floating in the sky, and it might not be reliable.

When Mo Jue actually stood on it, he realized that there was actually no difference from the ground.

At this time, Qin Dang stepped forward and whispered to Mo Jue:

"Hey, Moju. You said this Cloud Sword Sect...... How much do you like white?"

As he spoke, Qin Dang paused, glanced around, and saw that no one noticed him before continuing:

"Look, these tiles are white. This hall is white. Even the clothes are ...... Ouch, Brother Xuan, why are you beating me?"

Halfway through his words, Qin Dang hit his head.

Fan Wenxuan said with a cold face: "Shut up." ”

As soon as Qin Dang heard this, he immediately closed his mouth, and Mo Jue secretly rejoiced that he really didn't know how to answer Qin Dang.

At this time, several streams of light flew out from the remaining peaks, swept past Mo Jue's eyes, and landed in front of the main hall in a blink of an eye.

The light dissipated, and three Dao figures appeared beside Ye Zuiyuan.

One of the white-bearded old men put his arm around Ye Zuiyuan's shoulders affectionately and said with a smile: "Zuiyuan, how is it, are there any good seedlings, be sure to leave them to me Danfeng." ”

Ye Zuiyuan glanced at the other party angrily, and replied: "No, it won't be your turn if there is." And, Sizo, keep your dirty hands away. ”

Xi Zuo was choked by Ye Zuiyuan's words, and his eyes widened and he didn't think about how to reply.

The other two, a veiled woman, with big eyes like stagnant water, did not have the slightest anger.

One was a man with his head bowed, and the sleeve of his left arm fluttered in the wind, and he was actually a man with a broken arm.

"Ha, I thought about it...."

Xi Zuo stroked his beard excitedly, but his face suddenly changed, he turned around, bowed to the main hall, and said:

"Danfeng Peak Master, Xi Zuo see the Sect Master!"

"Sword Peak Master, Ye Zuiyuan See Sect Master!"

"Yuling Peak Peak Master, Qiantong see the Sect Master!"

Ye Zuiyuan and the woman followed Xi Zuo's words closely, but it was the one-armed man who kept his head down, without the slightest intention of moving.