On the mountainside of the Heavenly Pillar, three huge light clusters slowly rotated, which contained powerful power, and the power was contained but not spitted, I don't know if it was artificial or innate. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The light of the light cluster was blocked by the thick spiritual mist, and it was roughly seen to be a ball-shaped, and the three of them together were about one-fifth the size of a heavenly pillar.

Long Ji faintly felt that someone was watching them, and it was probably the master who teleported them.

Long Ji grasped the feeling of being peeped, closed his eyes, concentrated, and slowly followed it, reaching out to an unknown place.

The three light clusters shook slightly, and a huge wind wave was visible to the naked eye, rolling outward overwhelmingly.

Blazing white light rushed out from the three light clusters, and the huge thrust easily pushed the Kyushu Spiritual Mist away.

The Kyushu spiritual mist was pushed far away before stopping, like a milky white hemispherical lid, enclosing the relatively "empty" space on this side.

Without the obstruction of the spiritual mist, the light group unscrupulously volatilized its own power, and the white light of the space surrounded by the spiritual mist in Kyushu shone brightly, illuminating people who could hardly open their eyes.

The Kyushu spiritual mist is galloping, wanting to break through the blockade of the white light, and the white light is circulating, no matter how the Kyushu spiritual mist stirs, it does not move at all.

Without the fog to obstruct it, part of the volume of the heavenly pillar was revealed, and the huge blue-green mountain stood in front of everyone, magnificent and atmospheric.

The pressure from the spiritual mist disappeared suddenly, and Yijian's face instantly turned red, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth with sword qi, knocking out a bowl-sized hole under his feet.

However, the pressure of Kyushu's spiritual pressure on the soul did not decrease at all, and Yijian was still dizzy.

Fortunately, under the shroud of white light, the heavenly power of the Heavenly Pillar faded a lot, and the sword was reluctant, supporting it to stand up.

The four junior disciples still had their eyes closed, their Taoism was not as good as a sword, and they couldn't recover immediately, sitting on the ground silently exercising, motionless.

Yijian carefully checked the situation of the four people and was relieved to make sure that the lives of the four people were worry-free.

Feeling the scorching heat coming from above his head, Yijian glanced up and was stunned.

"Stars, three pure yang stars of fire?"

Extremely high in the air, the three light clusters were like huge fireballs, exuding infinite fire power.

A sword looked around.

In the distance, the Kyushu spiritual mist was pushed out by the power of the stars, and the huge amount of spiritual mist formed wave after wave, slapping back fiercely, emitting a huge roar.

A sword can't help but tremble.

"The spiritual mist of Kyushu is so thick...... Hmm, we haven't reached the critical point, the real Kyushu spiritual mist is much stronger than this, it must be on the edge of small Kyushu, how did we get here, which senior is joking with us?"

The blood on the body of the sword is still bleeding, and the injury squeezed by the Kyushu spiritual mist is not yet healed.

He took out a bottle, poured out a few pills, took one himself, and pried open the mouths of his junior disciples, one by one.

Due to the pressure of the Kyushu spirit on the soul, the eyes of the sword turned black for a while, and just taking the pill to the junior disciples consumed half of the energy, and after doing it, he almost sat on the ground.

Long Ji stood motionless.

Yijian was envious: "Tsk, the creatures born in Kyushu are born with the brand of Kyushu, and they are not afraid of the spiritual pressure of Kyushu, hey...... The Kyushu brand is blocked by the divine array, and only after the Jindan realm can he not be afraid of spiritual pressure, how long will this be cultivated......"

Yijian shook his head, not thinking about such a distant thing for the time being.

"What are you doing there? Could it be that he has broken through and had an epiphany?"

Anyway, Yijian felt that it was better not to touch him.

A sword raised his hands high above his head, forcibly endured his dizziness, and shouted loudly: "The disciple of the Sword Sect Suxing Tianjin Xingfeng has a sword, with four junior disciples, and a Taoist friend has seen the seniors, we are training, I don't know what the seniors command, the disciples dare not obey!"

Yijian knows that his mana is limited, and this passage is shouted out with enough mana, and he also wants to take the opportunity to wake up Long Ji, what is the situation, what is the situation when Daoyou is still outside the divine object?

The surroundings were quiet, and there was no "senior" to respond to a sword.

A gust of wind blew, the leaves under his feet shook slightly, and a sword suddenly became a little weak, it was really too quiet here.

Everyone stood on a leaf, this tree was exceptionally tall, the top of the tree had a very open view, and could see far away, the green leaves covered everything in the forest like a blanket, and it was extremely unreasonable to see a wild beast coming up from below for a long time.

Cold sweat swept across Yijian's chin, and he coughed fiercely, and Yijian repeated the shouting just now, and the sound spread far away, and the nearby leaves were shaken and swayed.

Xingchen probably heard the shout of a sword, and the star in the middle let out a loud roar, turned over, and turned its opposite.

A figure sits in the middle of the stars, the same size as a normal person.

Yijian involuntarily looked over, obviously so far away, but the vague figure seemed to be reflected on the pupil, and he could see it clearly, even the white light that was constantly jumping around the figure and thinner than a hair could be seen clearly.

I can't see the appearance of the figure clearly, but judging from the outline, it is about a man.

Long Ji didn't know when he had opened his eyes and looked at the figure with interest.

The power of the stars in the sky shook together, and the voice of the figure roared, like a thunderbolt roaring in the ears, and an idle voice said: "Hmm, it turned out to be the little guy ......of the Sword Sect! Well, it's not in vain that I'm pulling you here, it's pretty interesting to look at it up close!"

Yijian glanced at Long Ji slightly, and everyone appeared here inexplicably, was it because of Long Ji?

Long Ji didn't speak, and the scene suddenly became awkward.

Yijian trembled and said: "This is Long Ji Daoyou, a few days ago, he was transformed and was about to go to Xiao Kyushu to learn art, our senior brothers have decided to take Daoyou to the Sword Sect ......"

With a turn of his mind, he guessed the identity of his predecessor, and he must be a master of a certain sect, sitting here in Xiao Kyushu.

Xiao Kyushu is the base camp of the Immortal Dao Sect, and the major sects have sent masters to guard the main roads of Xiao Kyushu, one to defend against the invasion of demons, and the other to monitor Xiao Kyushu.

Yijian said this, but he didn't know what to say, so he stood there helplessly, panicking for a while.

The senior said: "Well, Sword Sect boy, I am the elder of the Jingzong Sect, when I was exploring the world of the fugue, I felt a strange aura appear out of thin air, and I found the breath of the 'door', which was passed over to see, and it was not a demon invasion, so it didn't matter."

Little guy, your name is Long Ji, and how did you end up in Little Kyushu?"

The seniors asked in person.

Long Ji replied: "I was born in a small world, I have been cultivating alone for a hundred years, and I have just transformed in a few days, but I encountered the tide of the power of heaven and earth, and was swept up by a thin black slit, I don't know how long it took, I came here!"

The power of heaven and earth in Kyushu is active and unpredictable, and the spiritual mist of Kyushu is like a whirlpool undercurrent in the deep sea, occasionally sweeping away an unsuspecting cultivator, which often happens, which is not surprising.

"Hmm...... I see, you were teleported here by the spatial cracks, so the breath of the 'door' I felt was transmitted to you? Listen to you, you are a casual cultivator?"

"Exactly!"

"Xiao Kyushu is the base camp of the Immortal Dao, and what you cultivate is also my Immortal Dao all the way, it is a great fate to come to the Little Kyushu, you have no teacher, Jingzong is one of the six major sects of Xiao Kyushu, and there are many wonderful ways to ascend to the fairy world, can you worship under my Jingzong?"

Long Ji's breath is pure, although he is a spirit bird incarnation, he can hold back the instinct of cultivating the demon path and comprehend the orthodox immortal path, which shows that he has a spiritual root, and his predecessors have a heart of love for talents.

Jingzong and Sword Sect, both belong to the six major sects of Xiao Kyushu, as long as they take the immortal road all the way, they all want to worship in it, the inheritance of the six major sects is long, and there are many profound methods that have been cultivated to the ascension.

Many cultivators are thousands of miles away, and they have to come to Xiao Kyushu to apprentice.

The seniors are very confident, and they opened their mouths, and Long Ji will definitely worship them.

"This ......"

Yijian suddenly became anxious.

Long Ji's talent, through the clues, the seniors can see it, how can he not see it?

"Cough, senior, the first person Long Ji Daoyou saw was me, do you think it's ......?"

A sword "cowardly" spoke.

There are countless cultivators who come to Xiao Kyushu and expect to worship the six major sects every day, and there are people from all realms, and they are at least from the Jindan realm (what reason, explain later).

Quantity produces quality, and with so many cultivators, there must be those with more outstanding talents.

A cultivator with outstanding talent like this is basically suitable for any sect, so how to choose a sect?

There is an unwritten rule: which sect's cultivator encounters first is from which sect, and of course, the cultivator has his own plans, which is another matter.

This senior of Jingzong opened his mouth to "abduct" Long Ji, which was a bit excessive.

"Hahaha...... You kid of the Sword Sect, just look at Long Ji, which sect Long Ji wants, which sect is good!"

The seniors laughed heartily, his identity, naturally he would not compete with a sword for anything.

A sword looked at Long Ji with a sword eye.

He is just the most ordinary disciple of the Sword Sect, this time he went out to practice, which is to earn the worship of the sect, if he can bring a cultivator with outstanding talent, the degree of worship will definitely increase.

Being stared at by a sword, Long Ji suddenly softened.

"That's it, this person is a sword, enthusiastic and bold, although he has no ambitions, but he is delicate, brave and strategic, but he is also worth befriending, so I simply went to the Sword Sect with him to have a look. Besides, what he and I mentioned the most was the Sword Sect and the Empire, and the other four sects were rarely mentioned, so let's go to the Sword Sect. ”

Long Ji said loudly: "Senior, I'm really sorry, I hit it off with a sword fellow at first sight, he sincerely invited, and it was difficult to refuse." ”

"In that case, I don't force it, aren't you going back? I'll give you a ride!"

The elder said indifferently.

The power to resist the Kyushu spiritual mist suddenly disappeared, and the Kyushu spiritual mist rolled up in a huge whirlpool and roared.

"Boom"

The spiritual mist returned to its original position, and it hit with a huge roar, and a large amount of mist was swept into the air, rushing towards the depths of the Kyushu spiritual mist, triggering a huge torrent of energy.

In the depths of the spiritual mist of Kyushu, lightning and thunder, various forms of energy, surging and furious.

Before a sword screamed, the crowd had vanished from where they were.

The spiritual mist of Kyushu was obscured again, and the sky and the earth were hazy again.

The elder's voice vibrated faintly in the spiritual mist: "That transformed spirit bird, the spiritual root is not bad, it's a pity, it was sent by the naturally generated 'gate'? Oh no! The cultivator who appeared in Xiao Kyushu like this has been recorded, and his talent is extremely high, and he lost ...... loss."

The elder was annoyed.

As the elder's voice swept by, the raging energy was instantly smoothed out, as if it had never appeared.

A flash of intense light.

Long Ji and five people with a sword appeared, standing on the ground with their feet on the ground.

It's the ground!

Not leaves, not branches.

The breeze blew, dappled sunlight through the sparse gaps between the leaves, swaying lazily.

It was a broad-leaved forest, sparsely elongated with trees that were no more than a few people tall and one person hugging. A few docile herbivores ran merrily.

Long Ji looked over with kind eyes, and several cute little animals met Long Ji's eyes, screamed twice in fright, and ran away in a panic.

Long Ji was embarrassed for a moment, took a deep breath, and in the depths of his pupils, a pale golden light flashed.

The soft aura followed Long Ji's breath and entered his body, and after half a circle in the meridians, it was refined and absorbed by Long Ji's mana.

The spiritual mist of Kyushu here is thin, even the eyes of ordinary mortal spirits can see in the distance, but the power of heaven and earth is extremely rich, which makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally.

Long Ji's face was full of bright smiles, and he had already detected the traces of people.

I took out a sword map, and the map was drawn extremely roughly, and at present, it is basically useless.

Quite helplessly, he put away the map and picked a direction by feeling, there was a lot of mortal spirit breath there.

Yijian's excited voice sounded: "That senior really sent us back to the Sword Sect, this is the hundred villages of the Sword Sect!haha...... An elder-level master is really unpredictable. ”

Long Ji interrupted a sword: "A sword fellow, where should we go next?"

As he spoke, the mana was about to take off and fly.

A sword hurriedly stopped Long Ji.

"Daoyou has never been to Xiao Kyushu, and I don't know some rules, so it's better for us to wait for someone to come and pick us up. ”