In the autumn of Kunyu Mountain, the bamboo sea in the distance is still verdant, the maple forest behind him is like fire, and the Lingyun Lake at his feet looms in the steaming mist, Han Fengge stands behind Gu Qingping and looks around at the scenery under his feet.

Although this is not the first time to fly in the sky, but in the past, he just sat on the back of the white crane Saiyun, but now he is flying in the sky with his mana, but the mood is different, Han Fengge, who has begun to practice Taoism, feels the aura of heaven and earth flowing like a trickle of water beside him, and is full of expectations for the day when he can travel in the sky alone. Lu Dafeng, who was standing behind Gu Qingping beside him, was also full of brilliance.

If the smoke is like a wave, the glow is beautiful, and the smoke peak is named after it.

Gu Qingping took Lu Dafeng and Han Fengge to the wind slowly, approaching Yanxia Peak, with a wave of his big sleeves, the smoke and clouds in the sky retreated silently to both sides, leaving a passage, and the three of them fell to Yanxia Peak through the passage.

There is a huge attic on the mountainside of Yanxia Peak, which is built on a raised boulder by the mountain, and the three big characters of Yanxia Pavilion on the attic plaque are shining with golden light.

Yanxia Pavilion is the important place of Kunyu Mountain, which contains the rare exercises and Taoist techniques collected by the Kunyu Mountain for tens of thousands of years, all of which are obtained by the ancestors of the predecessors over the years. In addition to collecting all kinds of exercises, Yanxia Pavilion also has all kinds of magic weapons and divine weapons, most of which are left over from the sitting of ancestors in the past, and there are also the achievements of the disciples of the past dynasties who have traveled the world for tens of thousands of years.

When Gu Qingping and the three of them landed on the cliff in front of the Yanxia Pavilion, a deacon disciple in a gray robe with a wooden look was already waiting outside the pavilion. Because the Yanxia Pavilion is the foundation of the Kunyu Mountain Sect, there are disciples who have cultivated well all the year round to protect it. Although these deacon disciples who guarded the Yanxia Pavilion had good cultivation, all of them were registered disciples of Zhou Tong, the peak master of Yanxia Peak, and none of them were officially included in the door wall.

The reason for this involves a public case many years ago, when two of Zhou Tong's disciples were exiled because of an accident, which caused him to be disheartened. Therefore, although these disciples do not have the status of official disciples, they have a transcendent status in Kunyu Mountain, even if the personal disciples of each peak see them, they have to salute and call out to their uncle.

The three of them stood still in front of the pavilion, and the disciple who had been waiting there early stepped forward and saluted: "Senior Brother Gu, the two senior nephews can follow me into the pavilion, please wait outside the pavilion." ”

In the Yanxia Pavilion, only the real person in charge of the sect, Yue Songtao, and the first seat of Yanxia Peak, Zhou Tong, can enter and exit at will, and the disciples who need to choose the martial arts and blades can be brought into the pavilion by the deacon's disciples, and others cannot enter and exit at will.

Gu Qingping nodded and said, "Then it's bothering Senior Brother Lian." ”

The deacon disciple surnamed Lian nodded and looked at Han Fengge and Lu Dafeng: "My name is Lian Xing, and I am the deacon in Yanxia Pavilion, you two come with me." ”

Han Fengge and the others hurriedly saluted: "Thank you, Uncle Lian." Then he followed him to the apse.

Lian Xing has been cultivating in Yanxia Peak for many years, isolated from the world and rarely going down the mountain, although he is indifferent on the surface, he still loves and cares for these junior disciples on the mountain very much in his heart. Looking at the two of them with a blank face, he said: "The cultivators in the world have their own fate, and today the two of you came to Yanxia Pavilion to choose a blade magic weapon is also a chance." You must know that if you want to go high and far on the path of cultivation, it is very important to have a magic weapon blade that suits you, and in addition, all the extraordinary weapons in the world have their spirituality, not only do you choose them, but they will also choose you as the right master, and there are mysteries in everything. ”

After listening to Lian Xing's words, Han and Lu were even more at a loss.

Lian Xing smiled slightly and said: "Wait for the two of you to enter the pavilion, don't be in a hurry to choose, calm down first, and carefully feel and understand the breath of various magic weapons in the pavilion, maybe you can have unexpected gains." ”

Han and Lu knew in their hearts: "Thank you Uncle Lian for your teachings." ”

The two walked through the pavilion with the incorruptible punishment, and the tall bookshelves displayed the accumulation of tens of thousands of years of Kunyu Mountain.

Lian Xing slowed down and said to the two juniors who were looking around with curiosity: "Yanxia Pavilion is actually divided into two pavilions, the front and back pavilions, and now we are in the front pavilion, also known as the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, which hides all the world's miraculous secret methods for the disciples in the sect to read and practice, but the two of you have just embarked on the path of cultivation, and it is useless to contact these too early, and you may go astray." Now what you have to do is to diligently cultivate the basic mental method of this sect and lay a good foundation, and when the realm is higher, you will naturally have the opportunity to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to observe. ”

Although Han Fengge and Lu Dafeng nodded, they still couldn't hide the yearning in their eyes for this mountain of books.

As they spoke, the three of them walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion through the corridor and walked to a high pavilion connected to the mountain and stopped.

Lian Xing turned back to the two of him: "This place is the back pavilion, also called the Tibetan Pavilion, and it is the place where you are going to choose a blade today." I can only bring you here, as for what kind of blade you can choose, it depends on your own chance, remember that there are not only all kinds of immortal blades hidden in the pavilion, but also all kinds of magic weapons, okay you go. ”

Lian Xing raised his hand, and a golden light flew out of his sleeve and shot at the closed door in front of him, and after a flash of golden light, the door opened.

When the two of them entered the pavilion, the door behind them closed by itself, and it was dark in front of them.

Han Fengge was a little nervous and hurriedly shouted, "Senior brother, where are you?"

In the darkness, Lu Dafeng's voice sounded beside him: "Don't be afraid, Liuzi, I'm by your side." What's the matter, how is it dark in broad daylight, our Kunyu Mountain is not so poor that we can't even afford to light the lights, right?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a bright light shining on the top of the head, illuminating the two of them for dozens of feet, and when they looked up, they found a night pearl hanging on the top of the pavilion. The Night Pearl is the size of a child's head, emitting a soft glow that is not dazzling, but very bright. As Han Fengge, who has been in Kunyu Mountain for more than a year, it is naturally not uncommon to see a lot of night pearls, but such a huge pearl has never been seen, which is really rare in the world.

The two of them looked at each other, and it was the first time they had seen such a huge and bright orb. After a while, Lu Dafeng sighed: "The ancestor is above, the disciple just now talked nonsense, our Kunyu Mountain is still very rich." ”

Han Fengge listened to his flamboyant tongue, and the previous tension was also dissolved without a trace, and asked, "Senior brother, shall we choose together?"

Lu Dafeng shook his head: "Uncle Lian said before, this kind of thing depends on chance, let's not walk together, otherwise what if we look at a good thing at the same time? Besides, most of the treasures in the world have their own spirituality, maybe there is a beautiful lady living in which treasure, if you follow me, then the beautiful lady must be embarrassed to come out and hook up with me, then I am not a big loss?"

Han Fengge's head was big for a while: "Okay, okay, senior brother, go find your beautiful lady by yourself。。。。。。 Before the words fell, when he turned his head to look, Lu Dafeng had already hung his son and walked into the distance with the steps of the six relatives who did not recognize him.

Han Fengge had no choice but to walk to the other side alone.

The pattern of the Tibetan Pavilion is roughly the same as that of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in front, I don't know what kind of material is placed on the high shelf with all kinds of swords and weapons, and the wall is standing or hanging with the long blades that are as long as spears and halberds, and there is a jade plaque next to each blade to record its origin and use.

There are a lot of weapons, and there are all kinds of magic weapons and magic weapons, but Han Fengge has no clue how to choose, thinking of what Uncle Lian said before entering the cabinet, he had to look through them and continue to move forward.

The space inside the pavilion seemed to be much larger than it looked outside, Han Fengge was picking and choosing inside, and it had been half an hour since he stopped and go, and he still hadn't come to the end, and he couldn't see Lu Dafeng in the distance.

After walking for so long and still not seeing his favorite blade, Han Fengge couldn't help but feel a little regretful in his heart, and was about to go back to get the long sword called Thunder that he had looked at when he passed by before, when he suddenly sighed in his heart.

Han Fengge suddenly stopped and turned his head to stare behind him, but he saw that it was pitch black in the depths of the Hidden Artifact Pavilion, and there was no figure in sight. Han Fengge stood there and waited for a while, but he didn't see anything unusual, then he took another step and walked back.

I just turned around and walked a few steps, but I heard a sigh from the bottom of my heart again. Han Fengge stood again, this time he was sure that he had indeed heard that sigh, not an illusion. And the voice sounded in his own mind, and the owner of the voice was hidden somewhere in the pavilion.

Han Fengge stood in place, and without waiting for the voice to sound again, he said loudly to the surrounding darkness: "Who are you? Where are you hiding? This place is my Kunyu Mountain Heavy Earth Treasure Pavilion, my master and Uncle Lian are guarding outside the pavilion at this time, your Excellency had better show up and see it." ”

As soon as Han Fengge's words fell, the somewhat old voice in his heart sounded again: "Don't be afraid, I don't want to harm you." ”

Han Fengge asked cautiously, "Who are you?"

The old voice sounded again: "Close your eyes, don't be afraid, let go of your mind, what do you see now?"

Han Fengge closed his eyes as he said, meditating and concentrating according to the words in the Divine Intention of Kunyu Jue, and gradually countless blade magic weapons around him appeared in his mind, each of which emitted a faint fluorescence like stars in the night sky. Han Fengge looked around curiously at the fluorescence around him, and suddenly found that in the distance, there was an ancient sword full of ancient meaning, emitting a bright but not dazzling light, like a bright moon in the sky.

Han Fengge closed his eyes and said softly, "Old man, I saw a bright light, is that you?"

The smiling voice came from the darkness: "The old man is the light in your eyes, you can see me if you follow the light." ”

At this time, Han Fengge was no longer nervous or afraid in his heart, and he opened his legs and walked slowly towards the light.

Just as he took the first step, a door with golden light magically appeared in front of him, and Han Fengge, who stepped into the door, disappeared silently in the Hidden Ware Pavilion without a trace.

Just when Han Fengge walked into the door, the wind was surging in the sky over the entire Shenzhou Continent, and the golden thunder was rolling, at this time, if a great monk used the technique of contemplating heaven and earth to probe the entire world, the originally obscure and unknown various opportunities and qi appeared in the form of stars, and one of the most dazzling heavenly opportunities hung in the east of the continent like a blazing sun, and the direction was pointing to the world-famous Kunyu Immortal Mountain.

Gu Qingping, who was standing outside the Yanxia Pavilion and waiting, suddenly looked up at the golden luck auspicious clouds condensed by the birth of a strange treasure in the sky above his head, and was shocked in his heart, his divine sense spread out and probed the Hidden Weapon Pavilion, but he only found Lu Dafeng, who was holding a pair of long swords and smirking, and there was no trace of the little disciple Han Fengge.

Before he had time to think about it, Gu Qingping raised his sleeves against the wind and waved, and a sword light like a rolling river slashed towards the golden clouds in the sky.