The Yuxu Peak of Kunlun Mountain, with the mountains as the seat, towering into the clouds, the mountain peaks are covered with snow all the year round, and the surrounding clouds and mist are shrouded, like a fairyland.

This mountain peak is a blessed place for Taoism, and it is also the main dojo of the Kunlun sect, a famous and decent sect in the northwest on the rivers and lakes.

Today is a big day for the Kunlun faction, and it is also a big day for Mo Feng. Today, he will be elected as the first disciple of the Kunlun Sect.

The first disciple, that is, the future head of the Kunlun Sect, everyone on the Jade Void Peak, even every grass and tree, will be ruled by this person in the future. And this position has been instilled by his master since he was sixteen years old.

Therefore, he has been working hard for it for several years, and has made seven great achievements for the Kunlun faction, which has gradually been recognized by the elders and most of the disciples in the sect, and this is what he wants today.

In the meeting hall of the Zixia Palace of the Kunlun faction, He Sizhi, the head of the Kunlun faction, summoned all the disciples in the sect, and the six elders of Kunlun lined up according to the order of their seats, and the hall was crowded with people, standing full of Kunlun disciples, and Mo Feng stood in the first row of the crowd with a heroic posture and a full spirit.

He Sizhi saw that everyone was together, he drank the ginseng tea, and Shi Shiran stood up, with the air of a fairy.

"Now that everyone has arrived, I will not delay any longer. I have gathered everyone here today for the sake of the first disciple of our sect. The first disciple of my sect has been hanging in the balance, mainly because this position is very important, and it bears the heavy responsibility of the rise and fall of my Kunlun faction, so I have to be cautious. ”

"But after all these years of tempering, among the disciples of the younger generation, there are already many people who can take on great responsibilities, among which Mo Feng, the eldest disciple of Xuanming Dao, is the most outstanding. He Sizhi paused at this point.

"So after my discussion with the elders, it was decided that Mo Feng was..."

"Uncle Master, slow down!" a voice came from the crowd, and everyone was stunned, looking left and right, trying to find the person who spoke.

At this moment, a thin young man pushed through the crowd and walked to the front. I saw that this young man was more than handsome, but he was not brave enough, and compared to Mo Feng's heroic posture, he was weaker in momentum.

"No, what are you doing when you stand up? The big things decided by the master commanders, how can you be allowed to put your beak?" Qingyang Daoist reprimanded angrily, it turned out that this person was his apprentice Long Bukong, Qingyang Daoist was afraid that he would cause trouble, so he hurriedly spoke out to stop it.

"Hey, junior brother doesn't have to reprimand, Senior Nephew Long, you have something to say, but it's okay to say it. ”

He Siyi Xiang was gentle, and he didn't care about him interrupting his speech, but secretly wondered: This kid is usually silent and unknown, why is he so sharp today?

"Teachers, brothers, the first disciple has always been determined by martial arts, today's Senior Brother Mo Feng, one has no skills to dominate the same sect, and the other has not shown martial arts, and the second is amazing, forgive the disciple for being rude, and dare not agree with such a first disciple. ”

Before the words fell, the disciples in the hall were talking a lot, and it was noisy, and some of the same disciples who had always been friends with Mo Feng couldn't help but shout: "You must be a great martial artist when you say this." Do you want to dominate the crowd or make a splash?" Suddenly there was laughter from the crowd, and everyone didn't pay attention to this self-conscious guy.

"What Master and Nephew Long said is not unreasonable, but Mo Feng's nephew's martial arts are obvious to everyone, and he is first-class among the younger generation; Why bother to do this?"

"What the head of the uncle said, the nephew and nephew disagreed: Senior Brother Mo Feng's martial arts may not be the first among his peers. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the whole house was shocked. There was ridicule, there was invective, and the noise was endless.

"Everyone, be quiet!" As soon as they heard He Sizhi's words, all the disciples quickly closed their mouths, and the hall gradually quieted down.

"You said that my martial arts are not top-notch, do you think Senior Brother Long can beat me?" Mo Feng finally spoke at this moment, he raised his eyebrows, and looked at him with a slightly cold gaze.

"Exactly!" I don't know that this dragon is not empty, but it is actually a bamboo in the chest, "Please allow me to use my weapon." "Then raise your sword.

Seeing He Sizhi's permission, the front disciples in the hall hurriedly retreated backwards, making room for him. The cold light flashed, and Long Bukong pulled out the sword, and the starting style was the Kunlun faction's housekeeping martial arts, and the immortal swordsmanship.

The sword qi is like a rainbow, and the white mangs are flying and slashing, as fast as a meteor across the sky. Hearing only the sound of "dang", the sword move hit the pillar in the hall in the air, leaving an extremely deep sword mark.

The Kunlun disciples who were waiting to see his joke were all shocked at this time and began to talk nonsense.

"This, this is the sixth move of the Immortal Sword Technique, 'Meteor Flying'!"

"Yes, I saw Master yesterday, and I can't be wrong, his Immortal Sword Technique has actually been cultivated to the sixth level!"

"Senior Brother Long's swordsmanship is indeed the first among his peers!"

At this moment, even Mo Feng frowned slightly, bowing his head and saying nothing.

The reason why everyone was so surprised had to start with the Kunlun School's superior martial arts "Immortal Sword Technique".

There are a total of 72 styles of the Immortal Sword Technique, which are divided into ten realms.

The first, second, and third weights are 12 forms each, the fourth, fifth, and sixth weights are 8 styles each, the seventh and eighth weights are 4 styles each, and the ninth and tenth weights are only 2 styles each, but they are the most exquisite moves of the Kunlun School.

（3*12+3*8+2*4+2*2=72）

All Kunlun disciples learn swords, they first learn the first sword move, and then continue to practice swordsmanship until they break through the first realm and reach the second level, so that they can continue to comprehend and learn the corresponding moves of the second level... After that, and so on, until you reach the most important level.

Each move gradually became more subtle, and the more difficult it became to practice. If you forcibly practice the moves more and more, it will inevitably lead to going mad.

Mo Feng's qualifications are quite high, he practiced martial arts at the age of eight, and he is twenty-three years old this year, in the past fifteen years, he has cultivated his Kunlun swordsmanship to the fifth level, and the swordsmanship moves have also learned 52 styles, and if he continues to cultivate at this speed, he will inevitably break through the fifth level after five years and reach the sixth level of swordsmanship cultivation.

But now Long Bukong actually used the sixth level of sword moves, and no one at his age could reach the sixth level. In other words, this not only means that his swordsmanship attainments are the first among the younger generation, but also shows that his natural understanding has been unsurpassed since the establishment of the Kunlun Sect!

Long Bukong smiled proudly and withdrew his long sword: "What's the matter, I don't know if Senior Brother Mo still thinks that he is worthy of the position of the first disciple of the Kunlun Sect?" ”

Obviously, Long Bukong's amazing art industry shook the mind of He Sizhi, the head of the Kunlun faction, and He Sizhi and the elders didn't know how to choose for a while.

So the teachers asked the disciples to wait outside, and they first avoided going back to the inner room to discuss before making a decision.

About a stick of incense, all the teachers came out of the inner room one after another. As soon as they saw the head of the house, He Sizhi came back, the hall was immediately silent, and everyone pricked up their ears, waiting to hear the final belonging of the first disciple.

He Sizhi coughed and said loudly: "Master Long's nephew's martial arts are improving fast and his talent is so high, he is indeed a rare talent in the Kunlun faction in a hundred years, but Master Mo's nephew has made great contributions to our faction, and his ability and intelligence are all superior, and he is also the first disciple's top candidate." That's a real dilemma... So..."

Everyone stared intently at the master, expecting him to say the second half of his words.

“... We decided to arrange another competition for the two of them, which is not only a consideration of martial arts, but also a test of their courage and wisdom, that is..."

He Sizhi glanced at the two of them and continued: "Whoever can kill the 'chicken snake' who is causing trouble to Kunlun is the first disciple of my Kunlun faction. ”

All the disciples gasped when they heard this, and they all wanted to be the first disciple to take on a big responsibility, it was simply a life of nine deaths!