"Sit down!"

After Han Lin got on the wooden boat, he only heard Qing Song speak indifferently.

Then, I saw Qing Song quickly pinching the trick in his hand and playing a few spells. The spell hovered in the air, flying at great speed to the sides of the ship's side, echoing the runes carved on the ship's side.

The two runes crossed and tangled, causing the wooden ship to swing and break through the sky at an extremely fast speed in an instant......

In the Lingyue Sect, a group of Lingyue disciples looked at the wooden boat that was gradually moving away with envy, they also knew that this time they were going to the secret realm of immortals, a great opportunity, they only hated that their cultivation was not enough, and they couldn't even grasp the opportunity, so they could only sigh again and again.

At the foot of Lingyue Peak, I don't know when Jiao Yang had woken up, he stroked Luo Sheng's tombstone, looking at the wooden boat that had disappeared from the clouds, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth,

"Jiao Ye lied to you, Xiao Linzi, this wine, Jiao Ye still has a gourd, and when you come back, I will give you a drink. ”

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Han Lin sat on the wooden boat, looking at Lingyue Peak, which was gradually getting smaller until it became a black spot, and his gaze gradually turned into determination.

There was the sound of the howling wind in his ears, this wind was strong, although the defensive formation of the wooden boat was weakened, but it hit the face like a knife.

Fortunately, everyone was also the best among Lingyue's disciples, and they didn't care about this pain, but instead used the power of this Gangfeng to temper their bodies to make their bodies stronger.

The foundation builder must be both physically and Fa-wise, not only to cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training, but also to keep up with the strength of the body.

Seeing the behavior of these disciples, Qing Song couldn't help but smile, his eyes showing appreciation. A cultivator should put his cultivation first at all times, so that he can bravely climb the extreme realm and achieve a higher realm.

Han Lin was also like everyone else, letting this knife-like wind cut his body, causing the corners of his clothes to hunt in the air. He didn't care about it, he used the spiritual power in his body, covering his whole body, this Gangfeng can not only exercise his body, but also temper his spiritual power, which is really amazing.

When Han Lin was cultivating, he suddenly heard a hoarse voice from the bow of the boat, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked ahead, only to find that Qing Song was speaking at this time,

"You are all the Tianjiao of my Lingyue Sect, this time you enter the secret realm, you must be careful, you can retreat with your whole body, don't joke with your own life. ”

When Han Lin heard this, he couldn't help sneering in his heart, if this person was really as loving and kind as he appeared, he wouldn't be guilty of betraying the sect and running away. Now they say this, just to make them grateful, so that they can work hard for him in the secret realm.

Sure enough, Qing Song changed his words next, and he continued,

"You and the others have almost never been out of the Lingyue Sect, and they don't know much about the disciples of the other three sects, so in order to prevent you and the others from suffering, the old man came and said. ”

Everyone nodded in unison, and they no longer cultivated, listening to Qingsong's words with peace of mind. After all, it is an opponent that is about to be encountered, listen to it more, and it will inevitably capsize in the gutter.

"The Lingyue Sect and the other three sects are known as the four major sects of the Jiang Kingdom, and there have been fights, deaths and injuries between the sects for more than a thousand years, and it was not until hundreds of years ago that they barely returned to peace. ”

Qing Song's eyes showed a look of reminiscence, he also came from that miserable era, and he didn't know how much blood of the disciples of the outer sect was stained on his hands, and it was precisely because of his courage and good fighting when he was young that he made great achievements for the sect, so he inherited the head of the Lingyue Sect later.

But because he became the head of the Lingyue Sect, his cultivation was solidified, and he was forever fixed at the beginning of the Yuan Baby, and there was no possibility of moving forward, and even Shou Yuan was not as good as the normal Yuan Baby.

A drink and a peck, it has its own providence, how can people change it, woo hoo lament......

"One of the other three major sects is the Iron Smelting Sect. ”

Qing Song packed up his mind, he was already a person with a firm heart, how could he be shaken by some things.

"Relatively speaking, the Iron Smelting Sect is the weakest of the four major sects, and their founding ancestor is just a blacksmith in the mortal world, who has been building iron tools for people at the age of fifteen, for a total of nine hundred and eighty-one years. until he is dying old and can't swing the hammer. ”

When he was ninety-nine years old, he felt that his time was near, so he took the sledgehammer he used to make iron, and vowed to make a satisfying iron tool. ”

So he locked himself in his house for seven days and seven nights, without eating, drinking, or sleeping, and the sound of tinkling and knocking came from his room, and the splashing of sparks, and the occasional sound of shouting and coughing, made his children tremble. ”

On the morning of the eighth day, the red sun was rising, the glow suddenly rose, and the phantom of the Qingluan Fire Phoenix continued to hover in the air, and a bridge made of golden light was erected from the sky, straight into the man's room. And at this moment this man rose up in the light and stood in the air, and at his hand was a long rod of muddy iron. ”

And his countenance, also from a drooping old man, as if going back in time, his hair faded, his black hair was overgrown, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand. ”

Then, like a meteor crossing the night, this person soared into the sky in this Jiang Guoxiu realm, and an iron rod subdued everyone. In the end, he broke through the Yuan Infant in hundreds of years, called himself an empty man, and founded the Iron Smelting Sect. ”

Speaking of this, Qingsong couldn't help but sigh, as if sighing at this person's encounter,

"It is necessary to know that all things are born in nature, all things give birth to the Tao, and the Tao exists in all things in the world. The empty path is the enlightenment in the striking of iron. Therefore, the disciple of the Iron Smelting Sect cultivates the art of choosing an object, or stone, wood, or iron, when he is young. ”

"Carry these things with you, sharpen them with your mind, turn them into the magic weapon you want, and when you completely turn them out, you can build a successful foundation, which is quite magical. ”

Qing Song slowed down, and without waiting for the disciples to think about it, he continued,

"The second is the Sword Sect. That sect is full of sword cultivation, never cultivating other techniques, directly cultivating a natal flying sword, let you cultivate to a monstrous sky, you only need a sword, you can break it one by one. The people of this sect are as cold as ice, they don't care about others, they only care about the flying sword in their hands. ”

"Fight with the people of this sect, remember not to show mercy!"

The disciples nodded, Sword Cultivation is a cold person, and if he makes a move, he must be more ruthless than him if he fights with Sword Cultivation.

"Finally, it's the Mountain Moving Sect. ”

As soon as it came to the Mountain Moving Sect, a trace of evil aura flashed in Qing Song's eyes, and the huge Yuanying coercion was suddenly released, pressing everyone's hearts tightly, but fortunately, this momentum was fleeting, so that everyone was not injured by this.

"The Mountain Moving Sect and my Lingyue Sect are mortal enemies for generations, if they meet in the secret realm, whether it is poisoning, assassination, or how to do the way to the side, kill it!"

Qing Song's murderous voice echoed across the entire wooden boat, making everyone feel stunned, and they immediately answered yes in unison!

Qingsong stroked his palms and smiled, no longer speaking......