After arranging all this, Han Cheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, his mind was quite tired, this time the travel time was very tight, and he was stunned and unconscious by the air wave for a while in the process of retrieving the treasure, and the time off was only two days, and he didn't know if it had passed.

When I returned to Lingwu Peak, it was the time of the three poles of the sun, dozens of large mountains around Ningbi Cliff, and most of the residences of the Taoist miscellaneous servants were built around the foot of the mountain, and the houses were not big, and they were all wooden or bamboo structures, uneven, sparsely scattered.

Han Cheng returned to his small bamboo house, hurriedly changed into a badly damaged, slightly bloodstained clothes, and entered the Foreign Affairs Hall to report, Emei Foreign Affairs Hall was built on the halfway of the Lingcui Peak in the center of the gate, covering an extremely wide area, the courtyards of the houses are uneven, the ancient trees are covered, and the weather is strict.

Under the Foreign Affairs Hall, there are also classifications such as diet, breeding, and miscellaneous labor. Among them, meals are divided into food and purchasing, cultivation and cultivation of spiritual herbs and elixirs, miscellaneous servants are divided into taking care of medicine gardens, raising horses and driving, cleaning courtyards, chopping firewood and making fires, serving tea and water, purchasing, and so on, and so on, and the affairs are the most miscellaneous.

Han Cheng was assigned to the miscellaneous office, and his top boss was the treacherous and eccentric Steward Liu. With such a master on the stall, he didn't want to roll up the floor and go down the mountain, so he naturally didn't dare to be sloppy.

When Han Cheng entered the miscellaneous office, as soon as he entered the outer door, he saw several young Taoist children in Tsing Yi walking out of it talking and laughing.

Han Cheng glanced at him, and saw that his friend Wang Cong was also among them, and walked over to him quickly, greeting him affectionately.

After some greetings, Han Cheng knew that he had not gone out for more than two days, and he was still on vacation, so he felt a little at ease.

From Wang Cong's mouth, he also got another important news, Lingcui Peak will hold a small puja, presided over by Elder Xuan Zhenzi, and the participants in the puja are all newly promoted inner disciples within ten years of the entry of each peak.

This is the practice of the Emei faction, every ten years, and the purpose is nothing more than to urge the disciples of each peak to cultivate through fighting methods, and improve their actual combat ability, so as not to make a car behind closed doors, and there is an embarrassing dilemma of high realm but poor adaptability.

In order to achieve a good effect, Xuan Zhenzi deliberately allowed the miscellaneous servants of the outer door to visit on vacation.

First, it can make the momentum bigger and appear lively; second, it can also create a little pressure on those inner disciples who participate in the fighting, because people will more or less want to make a fool of themselves in front of the outer gate miscellaneous servants, so they will naturally work hard to perform and always strive for the top, in fact, the effect is really good.

On this day, it happened to be Wang Cong's turn to take a vacation, so they called friends and friends, in groups of three or five, went to the top of Lingcui Peak, intending to feast their eyes, even if they stayed on the Ningbi Cliff of Mount Emei all the year round, the spectacular scene of the monks' collective fighting was difficult to see. Seeing that Han Cheng was also on vacation, he invited Han Cheng to watch together.

Han Cheng also wanted to open his eyes to see how the monks in the Shushan world were fighting, so as to absorb a little lesson and learn from each other's strengths, so he gladly accepted the invitation.

A few people walked out of the Foreign Affairs Hall, and then walked along a winding path towards the top of Lingcui Peak, and along the way, they saw a lot of other miscellaneous servants with the same idea, all of them were in groups, talking and laughing with each other, so lively, looking at the excitement and excitement, I didn't know that they thought they were the protagonists of the festival!

Lingcui Peak is the largest mountain range of Ningbi Cliff, the mountain is undulating, there are dangerous peaks, there are also gentle places, there is a gentle place in the circle of several miles at the peak, the center of Emei wants to establish Lingcui Peak on the Taiqing Palace.

It is said that it was flattened by the Emei patriarch Changmei Zhenren with great magical powers, and also set up a lot of forbidden laws to guard against the left demons, the peak is red and willow green, surrounded by white clouds, like a fairyland.

Han Cheng followed Wang Cong and others while chatting and walking, and it didn't take long to reach the peak, and he saw a red pillar of vermilion lacquer from a distance, glazed gold tiles, and magnificent pavilions and palaces, lined up one after another, located between the clouds and mist, the clouds are steaming, and there seem to be ten thousand rays of light behind it, as if the Qionggong Immortal Que, worthy of the handwriting of the immortal family, and then faintly hear a trace of crane dancing fairy sound closely.

For the junior disciples to fight the method, there is a platform paved with white jade, which is high and dozens of zhang in diameter, which is enough for them to use their magic flying swords.

On a high platform not far from the Doufa platform, dozens of chairs have been set up, and those who can sit in that position are the elders of Emei, the first seat or the deacons of each hall, and behind them there are many three generations of disciples, most of these three generations of disciples have been practicing with the master for a long time, the longest has been nearly a hundred years, and they have long been out of the primary realm of practicing qi and passing the gods, and they have achieved success in cultivation, so they don't need to go to the fighting platform with the new disciples to learn from each other.

Dozens of zhang away from the fighting platform, there are a lot of Taoist miscellaneous servants who came to see the excitement in threes and threes, and at a cursory glance, there are not less than one or two hundred people, watching the Emei disciples in the field take turns to fight the method, and they talk about it in private.

Because the real person in charge has set the rules in advance, it is not allowed to kill the door in the same way, it is not allowed to use powerful magic weapons and great power, and it is only possible to rely on its own true cultivation to fight the enemy, to ensure fairness and justice at the same time, to avoid uncontrollable accidents, safety first.

Although there are many restrictions on the fighting method, Emei has a profound background after all, and there are many boxing, sword tricks, spells, and talismans in the true biography, and the fight is still quite exciting.

Fortunately, the strength and level have not yet left the vision of secular mortals, and there are still traces of the duel between boxing and swords, and only when using the talisman can everyone be a little nervous.

After the disciples of the Qi training period finished fighting and the finale elites of the Tongshen period came to the stage, with the gradual use of otherworldly means such as spells and imperial sword techniques, the sword light on the stage was vertical and horizontal, the thunder was bursting, the color light was dazzling, and the degree of excitement and intensity increased several times, and the atmosphere of the scene was pushed to a climax at once.