Qingyuan Palace, this is the name of the main peak hall of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate.

At the same time, this is also the place where the sect usually deals with the affairs and cultivation of the sect, at this time, there is a middle-aged man with thick hands and feet, and an unusually wide figure in the huge Qingyuan Hall is sitting on a chair, and behind him a portrait of a lifelike person, the painting is a young man with a gourd on his waist and a long sword on his back, this person is the founder of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, Xiaoyao Sword Immortal.

This middle-aged man is the current head of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, Li Yuanji, who has reached the peak of his cultivation in the late stage of the Yudan, and there is a silver light flashing in his eyes from time to time, which is daunting.

At this time, Li Yuanji was playing with a piece of white jade pendant in his hand, this jade pendant was white all over, and a mini sword was engraved on it, which was the natal jade plate that everyone in the disciples of Wanjian Sect had.

"What should be the hunting ground trial in five years? Now that the elite disciples in the sect are extremely scarce, how can they compete with other sects when the time comes? If you send some inner disciples over, I'm afraid it will just be sent to death, after all, the hunting ground trial cannot be controlled. There was a hint of worry between Li Yuanji's eyebrows.

"Teaching, the new disciple Zhang Mo brought. A voice with respect and fear sounded, and Zhang Mo had been taken to the Qingyuan Hall by this indifferent senior brother.

"Alright, you can step back first. Li Yuanji gathered his mood and waved his hand and said.

"Yes, Master!" the senior brother ordered to leave.

Zhang Mo lowered his head and didn't dare to look directly at Li Yuanji, the momentum on the other party's body made him a little breathless.

"Raise your head, I heard that you broke through and opened the demon-haunted Ecstasy Array, let me see your spiritual roots. Li Yuanji said in a soothing tone.

Zhang Mo didn't dare to disobey, and stretched out his hand to hand it to Li Yuanji.

A pair of wide and delicate hands gently pinched his wrists, Zhang Mo only felt as if his whole body had been stripped naked, and there was no privacy at all, this feeling was only a flash, and after a while, Li Yuanji withdrew his big hand.

What Zhang Mo didn't know was that every beginner disciple had to go through the investigation of the master, not only to finally determine the spiritual root, but also to prevent some Xiaoxiao and people in the Demon Dao from getting mixed in.

Li Yuanji groaned and said to Zhang Mo: "Your divine sense is stronger than ordinary people, maybe this is the reason why you can break through the ecstasy array, it's a pity that the spiritual root is not very good, but as long as you work hard, you will definitely achieve something!"

Xie Zhangjiao complimented. Zhang Mo replied in a low voice.

Li Yuanji didn't say more, stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Mo's forehead, pulled out a trace of Zhang Mo's breath, and quickly punched this breath into the jade pendant, and after a mysterious rune flickered, the natal jade plate was refined.

"I hope that in the future, you can make the Wanjian Sect famous and shocking the Wu Kingdom!" Li Yuanji said very sincerely.

This made Zhang Mo feel a little excited in his heart, but this excitement was only for a moment. Li Yuanji was just a routine thing, and it was estimated that every new disciple would hear the same words. Thinking about this, Zhang Mo's heart was not too excited, but his face showed that he wanted to smear the liver and brain of the sect.

"Okay, you go down first, remember to cultivate well, don't lose the name of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate. Li Yuanji waved his hand and said.

"Yes, Mentor. Zhang Mo turned to leave.

After Zhang Mo left, Li Yuanji's face showed a trace of confusion and said to himself: "How do I feel that he doesn't seem to have been in ecstasy? Forget it, this is probably an illusion, he is just an ordinary ordinary person." ”

Every disciple will be baptized by the sect's ecstasy when they enter the door, which is to instill the importance of the sect among the new disciples, and of course, it is only to plant a subconscious in the bottom of their hearts.

However, the most surprising thing was that Li Yuanji didn't find out that Zhang Mo had the strength of the first level of the Qi refining period, and regarded him as an ordinary person who had not yet cultivated, which was the most shocking thing.

As soon as Zhang Mo came out of the Qingyuan Palace, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, when he faced Li Yuanji just now, he almost collapsed, because he not only had to hide his strength, but also had to fight against the other party's ecstasy, fortunately, his divine sense was strong, and the nameless immortal technique he cultivated was also extremely magical, and he actually concealed Li Yuanji, who had the cultivation of the late stage of the Jiedan.

Three days later, Zhang Mo appeared in Fuyang County, Yangzhou, Wuguo, which was originally a country with many water systems, and Yangzhou was even more numerous, the most important of which was a canal dug through Yangzhou, called Yangzhou River.

The force controlled by the Ten Thousand Swords Sect here is called the Ten Thousand Swords Gang, and there are also some great families.

At this time, there was a singing and dancing in Fuyang County, and the attic where the Wanjian Gang was located was fragrant, and the people sitting on all sides were all characters who could make Fuyang County shake by stomping their feet.

Sitting on the main seat facing the door was an old man wearing a cyan robe and a long sword on his back, and at this time he was helplessly letting a translucent woman swim on his body.

On his left is a burly man with a beard erected like steel needles on his face, this person is Lei Leopard, the leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Gang, who has practiced foreign kung fu to the extreme, and is invulnerable, and a pair of powerful King Kong palms are even more ferocious, I don't know how many people hate under his palm.

At this time, Lei Leopard was holding one hand at a time, gnawing left and right, but if you observe carefully, you can find that his gaze is always rotating on the person opposite.

Sitting opposite Lei Leopard was a thin man wearing a scholar's uniform and a scarf on his head, this person's eyes were thin and long, and his face was a person who was proficient in calculation, it was Wu Yong, the brainchild of the Ten Thousand Swords Gang.

Wu Yong's eyes also glanced at Lei Leopard, and the two looked at each other for a while before quickly leaving.

The rest of the people below are all important characters of the Ten Thousand Swords Gang, because they are from gangs, so they don't pay much attention to it at all, and they have already entered the girl's arms to explore wantonly, and the whole banquet is full of beautiful sounds.

"Gang Leader Lei, today is the day when the old man sent back, and the gang leader can hold such a feast for the old man to be grateful. The old man on the first seat opened his mouth and said to Lei Leopard, "But the old man is not strong enough to drink, please forgive me." ”

Although the old man's words were more beautiful, there was no hint of discussion in them, but there was some flavor of command in them.

A trace of anger flashed on Lei Leopard's face, but then he returned to normal, and then pushed away the woman next to him, picked up the wine glass and said to the old man with a smile: "Brother Qiu has taken good care of us here for many years, and on the occasion of parting today, I also ask Brother Qiu to give me a few thin noodles and let me give Brother Qiu a drink." ”

A trace of unhappiness flashed on the old man's face, but when he thought that he was about to leave here, he was in a good mood, and he didn't care about it at the moment, and said with a straight face: "That's it, I'll go back first after drinking this glass of wine." ”

Lei Bao didn't say much, he directly drained the wine in the cup in one sip, and then looked at the old man surnamed Qiu with blank eyes.

The old man surnamed Qiu did not hesitate at all, and directly picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one sip.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Qiu drank the wine, Lei Bao suddenly showed a touch of excitement, he and Wu Yong on the side glanced at each other and nodded together.

The old man surnamed Qiu got up and wanted to leave after drinking, but who knew that his legs suddenly became weak and he fell to the ground directly.

A black gas surged up the cheeks of the old man surnamed Qiu, and at this time, he naturally understood that it was Lei Leopard who had moved his hands and feet in the wine.

However, immortal cultivators have strong physiques, and ordinary ** can't work.

The old man surnamed Qiu immediately stabilized his mind, sat cross-legged, and began to urge the aura in his body to expel the poison that was wandering freely in his body.

It's just that although the old man surnamed Qiu has been in the world for a while, he has forgotten a truth, will the Lei Leopard who wants to kill him let him force out the venom in his body?

I only heard Lei Leopard snort, and his palm suddenly became golden, which was the performance of King Kong's palm urging to the extreme, and Lei Leopard directly imprinted his palm on the chest of the old man surnamed Qiu.

On the other side, Wu Yong's hand shook, and a fan made of stainless steel cut directly into the body of the old man surnamed Qiu.

Bump!

Two very different voices rang out.

Lei Bao and Wu Yong's faces were a little pale, because Wu Yong's steel fan had been distorted, and Lei Bao felt as if he had hit a solid brick wall, but although the two of them couldn't hurt the old man surnamed Qiu, who had already tempered his body very strongly, but the old man surnamed Qiu was interrupted like this, and his mind flickered, and the poisonous gas instantly rose to his face.

"Everyone here has to die!"

The old man surnamed Qiu shouted angrily, and after squirting out a mouthful of jet-black blood, he immediately urged the long sword behind his back to kill all the people present.

If the old man surnamed Qiu was really urged to move the long sword behind his back, everyone in this hall would probably fall to the ground and die, but at this moment, a fragrant wind rushed to the old man surnamed Qiu, and then the old man surnamed Qiu covered his eyes and fell to the ground wailing.

The long sword that had already been sacrificed out of the body fell to the ground with a thud.

At the last moment, it turned out that the woman who had been rubbing on the old man surnamed Qiu pulled out her hairpin and stabbed it into the eyes of the old man surnamed Qiu, directly giving the old man surnamed Qiu a fatal blow.

It didn't take long for the old man surnamed Qiu to stop making a sound, and at the same time, his flesh and blood began to melt at a speed visible to the naked eye, and bursts of black gas came out.

At this time, Lei Leopard and Wu Yong had already broken out in a cold sweat on their backs, they had been fully prepared before, but they didn't expect to underestimate the strength of the immortal cultivators, and they were almost all killed.

"Haha, it's dead, he's dead!" Lei Leopard suddenly laughed wildly: "Our Ten Thousand Swords Gang can finally get rid of them, Wu Yong, you quickly arrange for the brothers in the gang to start packing up and we are ready to leave." ”

What Lei Leopard didn't notice was a hint of sarcasm flashing in Wu Yong's eyes, and at the same time, the surrounding Ten Thousand Swords Gang members began to move closer behind Wu Yong.

Just when Lei Leopard found out that something was wrong, a somewhat green voice sounded: "May I ask if this is the headquarters of the Ten Thousand Swords Gang?"

Immediately, everyone's eyes were drawn to the door, and a young man wearing a cyan robe, with a childish face, looking loyal and honest, and a storage bag hanging from his waist, appeared in front of everyone.

This young man was Zhang Mo who came to replace the old man surnamed Qiu, and when Wu Yong saw the small sword embroidered on Zhang Mo's robe, a gleam flashed in his eyes.