The Three Kingdoms of Qingzhou are controlled by a Xiuzhen sect, this sect is the Qingshi Gate, which is the largest Xiuzhen sect in the vicinity of thousands of miles, and is the head of the Seven Color Sect.

The Seven Color Gate is the main sect of the Bluestone Gate, and there are also Red Stone Gate, Orange Stone Gate, Yellow Stone Gate, Green Stone Gate, Blue Stone Gate, and Purple Stone Gate. In the entire cultivation realm, the name is so arbitrary, only this one has no semicolon.

There is a very strange rule in the bluestone gate, the entry needs to move the stone for three years, and those who can't do it will be driven down the mountain, without exception.

"Do you still need to move stones to build a city wall?" Jiang Ping's eyes widened in surprise.

Through the exchange, Hongyi's senior brother called Hongguang, and the two brothers came from Qingle Zhenren's disciple, and they were also ordered to go down the mountain this time. Shicai Hongguang told him a simple information about the bluestone gate, and asked him to know more about the bluestone gate.

"Of course, not only the Qingshi Sect, but also several other sects of the same sect have to move stones when they enter the mountain, this is a rule set by our ancestor of the Seven Colors Sect, and no one can change it. "Hongguang likes this little guy very much, he thinks that the kid in front of him is very smart, and he can say a little bit. It's just that the qualifications are a little worse, and if it's not excellent, it's not a bad thing, otherwise, he wants to be included in the door.

"But why do you want to move stones? Do we have a lot of stones in the bluestone gate?" Jiang Ping asked, only the more you know, the better you can mix in the bluestone gate.

"No, there are more than 9,000 bluestones in the Bluestone Gate, most of which can be moved by your beginner disciples, and the rest of the stones are for disciples or elders who have made mistakes. Hongguang smiled, "Your future master is Senior Brother Wang Ming, you can go and ask him for advice when the time comes." ”

"Oh yes, this green leaf is so big, why can it carry the three of us on a voyage? Jiang Ping sat curiously on the green leaves, which were long strips, with the same texture as the leaves of trees, with an area of nine feet square, just suitable for three people. Looking down, the mountains and rivers below are clearly visible.

"It's so high!" Jiang Ping was frightened, now I'm afraid it's a hundred feet above the ground.

"This is my flying magic weapon-Qingye Zhou, but this Immortal Master personally refined! How high did the old immortal master take you to fly last time, and what kind of flying magic weapon did you take?" The corners of Hongyi's mouth grinned, he was very proud, the higher the flying magic weapon flew and the faster it flew, the longer the flight time, the more mana it consumed, which meant that the higher the cultivation of the person who controlled the magic weapon, of course he would be happy to hear Jiang Ping say that it was so high.

Jiang Ping tilted his head and thought for a while before he said: "That old immortal master has white hair, a red nose, likes to drink, and the magic weapon he rides on is a straw mat, like a reed weaving, and it is quite comfortable to sit on it." ”

Hongyi almost fell down, the straw mat woven by reeds is still comfortable?

"It's not very high, it's only three floors, otherwise I won't survive even if I fall down with a big tree. Jiang Ping shook his hand and hugged the long strip of his green and white robe, and smiled bitterly in his heart, how can he teleport and destroy his clothes, fortunately, he still left some for me to cover up.

"Oh, it's only three stories high, his beard and hair are all white, he shouldn't be young, and he is not a powerful immortal master, at most he is a high-level monk in the Qi refining period. Hongyi was a little dismissive.

"Qi refining period cultivator?" Jiang Ping was a little confused, he had lived for ten years, except for a copy of "Immortal Base" related to immortals, that is, the Wood Emperor he saw in the ancient tomb. That old guy is still a door-picking guy, and he hasn't even taught a decent cheats, and he hasn't heard of the level of an immortal master at all.

"Immortal masters are divided into Qi refining period, foundation building period and Jindan period, etc., and the strength of each stage is vastly different. The old immortal master you are talking about is also in the Qi refining period, so he can only fly at a low altitude. Hongyi said arrogantly.

"I also think that the old immortal master's strength is not good, except for drinking, he sleeps, sleeps for three days and three nights, and eats all the rations given to me, I really can't help but roll on the straw mat with hunger before falling down. Jiang Ping pursed his lips, "Immortal Master, do you have anything to eat? I'm so hungry." ”

"What? flew for three days and three nights?" Hongyi exclaimed, suddenly, the green leaf boat trembled, the bow of the boat was planted downward, Jiang Ping did not have the aura to stabilize his body, and suddenly slipped to the front of the boat and crashed into the wall of the boat formed by the aura, and the wall of the boat bulged outward like a skin.

Hongyi's left hand waved out a colored light and hit the green leaf boat pattern, the pattern appeared instantly, the whole green leaf pattern was slender, and the green leaf boat flew slowly and steadily.

Jiang Ping stroked his sprained neck, a little depressed: "Immortal Master, is it very powerful to fly for three days and three nights?"

Hongyi's face turned a little red, and Hongguang smiled, "You, you don't understand at all." An immortal master like me in the foundation building stage, the mana will be exhausted in a day at most when the imperial weapon flies, and the drunken and drunk insist on the imperial grass mat for three days, even if it is flying at a low altitude, it is extremely powerful, and it is definitely not a low-level cultivator in the qi refining stage. ”

"Jiang Ping has been hungry for a long time, and now the sun is about to rise, and the worldly mortals will do it at sunrise, let's go down and eat something before we go, what do you think, junior brother?" Hongguang saw that Hongyi's face was wrong, and the aura was consumed too much, and he was tired of flying for three hours in a row.

"Listen to Senior Brother. Hongyi nodded and did not object, it is indeed a bit difficult to drive at top speed for a long time, besides, the Aoba Boat is a high-level aircraft, which requires great mental control, and it is also a great loss of mind.

Jiang Ping would not object, the lies he made up always had to show hunger. "Immortal Master, I want to eat beef! Beef liver! The beef jerky my father made for me is delicious. ”

"Okay, just eat beef!" Hongyi saw that below, there was cooking smoke rising, and there was a large human habitation, so he made a magic decision, controlled the green leaf boat, and flew down at great speed, under a corner of the wall, the pedestrians on the road did not feel the slightest strange.

Jiang Ping was amazed, and Hongguang explained: "Just now, the junior brother fought a stealth duel, and these mortals can't see us. After you enter the mountain gate, you must also cultivate well and work hard to improve your strength in order to get rid of the control of the mortal root. ”

Jiang Ping bowed and said yes.

Hongguang is very satisfied, the kid in front of him is really sensible, and he is really likeable.

Hongyi took the green leaf boat and walked in front. Hongguang then explained to Jiang Ping the rules of cultivators in the world, such as not revealing spells in front of people at will, not killing too much among mortals, not participating in secular power struggles, and so on......

Suddenly, there was a loud noise ahead.

"What, there's no beef? You are here in the beef restaurant, I just saw someone pulling a cow out of the city, why is it gone!" Hongyi's face turned a little blue, and he slapped the stone table, and the stone table instantly turned into powder.

Why did he agree to Jiang Ping's suggestion to eat beef, it was not that he spoiled Jiang Ping, but that when he was a mortal, he liked to eat beef, and after becoming a cultivator, although Zhuji successfully got rid of food and reached Bigu, the appetite left by mortals has not diminished.

"This lord, the little old man is not lying, that cow is the only one we have here, the other cows have disappeared for no reason late at night, and from the traces, there should be a very powerful beast that caught the cow. Now it is the autumn harvest, and every household is queuing up to use the ploughing cattle, and we can't harvest the dealer without the cattle!" A small old man with a thin figure had a yellow face, wrinkles and ravines on his face, and he knew that he was sad at a glance. The stone table was slapped into powder with a palm, this is definitely not something that people can do, immortals and demons can't afford to provoke it.

"You ......" Hongyi was about to speak, but was stopped by Hongguang, "Senior brother, let's change places, with our speed, it is not difficult to rush to Maple Leaf City in an hour, this time Senior Brother will control Qingye Zhou, what about you, just teach Jiang Boy, let him also know how powerful our Qingshi Gate is!"

With a flick of his hand, Hongyi grabbed Jiang Ping and flew into the Aoba Boat, not caring whether the mortal old man saw it or not.

Hongguang shook his head, Hongyi's mind is like this, it will not be beneficial to his future practice, I don't know why the master doesn't try to change him. After comforting the old man, he flew into the Aoba boat.

The old man saw Qingye Zhou leave, and suddenly knelt on the ground, muttering gods, ghosts, monsters or something, "No, no, I want to write it down, I want to pass it on, show my children and grandchildren, our family has been an immortal!

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Jiang Ping's stomach rumbled a few times, he was really a little hungry, from Qingshi Street to the ancient tomb to this world, it felt like it had been a long time, who knows how long it took to teleport, maybe it was really three days.

"What do you see me doing?" Hongyi saw Jiang Ping looking at himself, and he was even more unhappy, I am not your master, so I am too lazy to teach you.

Jiang Ping's heart finally calmed down, and so far, the two of them have not doubted themselves. Maybe there are still tests to enter the sect, but that's a matter of later, just adapt to the situation. Once a person's nerves are relaxed, it is the most relaxed time, and after a while, Jiang Ping fell asleep.

"Senior brother, you still use incense ......" Hongguang was completely speechless, a foundation building period monk, an immortal master in the mouth of mortals, actually used incense and other means to stun a ten-year-old child.