In the blood-red sunset, countless Qi cultivation disciples cheered excitedly.

One by one, the long swords came out of their sheaths, and the shining sword body pointed diagonally at the sky, performing the most solemn sword salute of sword cultivation to the king-like Lin Fan.

Lin Fansen's white bone arm was raised above his head, and he roared loudly: "Raise the sword in my hand, fly immortal into the clouds!"

For a time, the entire Ageless Mountain was boiling. Lie's hoarse roar made the whole thing

"Raise the sword in my hand, fly the immortal into the clouds!"

The fierce and hoarse roar made the entire Immortal Mountain boil, and the peaks covered by clouds for many years slowly emerged.

In the Bulao Mountain, the wind stopped, and the clouds dissipated, revealing pavilions hanging in the air.

It was the place where Elder Jindan practiced, and it would only appear when the monks entered the Jindan realm, and today it actually loomed when the thoughts of countless Qi cultivators were reached.

The floating pavilions are like sharp swords in the sky, each of them flashing with light, and the sword aura is soaring.

Countless colorful birds flew between the pavilions, and a sword pavilion suspended at the top was guarded by the slightly smaller sword pavilions around it, forming a complex sword array in the sky.

At this time, in the Sword Pavilion at the top of the pole, more than a dozen Jindan monks sat cross-legged, each with a solemn face, and their eyes were fixed on a bronze treasure mirror in front of them.

The light and shadow in the treasure mirror flickered, and everything that happened in the Ageless Mountain was vivid.

In the mirror, Lin Fan was holding his big sword high, enjoying the cheers like a sea of tides, and even his white arms were unusually clear.

At this time, the brilliance of the glittering treasure mirror dimmed, and slowly returned to the appearance of a bronze mirror.

Everyone in the Sword Pavilion withdrew their gazes and remained silent one by one.

Some people have gloomy faces, others people look excited. But many more have greedy faces.

A Jindan monk sitting at the top of the circle looked around at the crowd and said slowly: "It is worthy of being the son of that person, it is just a sound, a blockbuster!"

His white hair was like snow, his face was pale, he looked around with a majestic gaze and continued: "Although this son is weak in cultivation, his body refining skills are extremely profound, not to mention that he can actually step into the Sword Heart Tongming Realm at a young age, which is also a rare thing for my Flying Immortal Gate, back then his father seemed to be able to enter the Sword Heart Tongming only when he was building a foundation, if he didn't die young, he would become a pillar of my Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and he should do his best to cultivate!"

The old man's words made all the Jindan monks stunned, and after a few breaths, a Jindan monk sitting at the bottom of the circle spoke and said: "Over the years, the resources of my Flying Immortal Sword Sect have been scarce, and even the spirit stones of the disciples of the foundation building realm have been reduced by half, where are there more resources for a disciple who has cultivated for ten years before entering the transcendent realm, although he has the merit and the sword sect, I think it is okay to reward thousands of spirit stones, of course, Lin Fan has to hand over his strange method of swallowing, otherwise I am afraid that the disciples below will not be convinced, so I will be difficult to do!"

"Hmph"

The old man glanced at the monk who spoke and said sarcastically: "The disciple is not convinced, I think it is your martial chief who is greedy in his heart, you don't know what the monks are, although Lin Fan's method of swallowing vitality is weird, but the breath on his body is the most basic "Purple Qi East Decision" of the Immortal Sword Sect of the Immortal Mountain, his father fell for my sword sect back then, do you still have to worry about the method he left for his son to vomit?"

The old man's face sank like water, and a pair of angry eyes stared at Wu Changkong.

Wu Changkong looked embarrassed and argued: "This son has been hidden in the outer gate for ten years, and today I know that he is actually a fellow practitioner of the Dharma body, I am afraid that it is not the back hand left by her mother, I think it is better to be careful, don't go to the mistakes of the year!"

"You know, if the Dharma body initiates can start with, there will be no one to marry the golden pill, after all, my sword cultivation is to condense the divine consciousness into the Yuan Shen Sword Fetus before he can fly to the immortals, how will he break through the body and ascend in the future, I don't think there is a need to waste resources."

Behind Wu Changkong, a person stood up and saluted the old man and said.

Wu Changkong saw that someone supported him, so he hurriedly smiled and said to the man: "Huang Zhenbai, what Elder Huang said is extremely true, since Lin Fan's future is bleak, I will stop this matter."

The old man suddenly became happy, looked at Wu Changkong and said, "If I remember correctly, Elder Wu should be three hundred and seventy years old now, I wonder if you can break through the Yuan Infant before the five hundred days limit comes?"

When Wu Changkong heard this, his face turned red, and he said embarrassedly: "I have been stuck in the middle of Jindan for a hundred years, and now my qi and blood are declining, and I am afraid that breaking through Yuanying in this life is like stepping on the ladder!"

The old man's face changed at this time, and he said sharply: "Since you can't even break through the Yuan Baby, let alone say anything about the Flying Immortals, I think that in order to save resources, you don't want to receive the sect spirit stone in the future, can you agree with this method?"

"Ridiculous, according to Elder Wu's words, why bother pursuing the way of heaven when I go down the mountain now and become a mortal."

For a while, all the Jindan elders condemned Wu Changkong one after another, and even Huang Zhenbai, who had just supported him, dodged to the side.

Wu Changkong's face was blushing, and he said angrily: "Then Lin Fan seriously injured the disciple of the "Bright Bright Heaven Sect", destroyed the friendship between the two factions, and his cultivation was weird, I think he should be captured and tortured to find out the origin of his exercises, and you must know her mother's ......."

"Enough!"

A soft drink suddenly appeared in the Sword Pavilion.

But all the Jindan monks were extremely respectful, and they all stood up and bowed deeply into the air and said, "Welcome to the old ancestor Fa Jia!"

The space in the Sword Pavilion moved slightly, and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy stepped out, looking around at everyone with a pair of eyes full of vicissitudes.

The young man was dressed in a cyan robe, and he ignored the Jindan monk who was present, walked to a window alone, and nudged it with his hand.

Outside the window, the clouds scattered in all directions, and countless disciples could be seen cheering in the Immortal Mountain.

He stared at it for a while, and then said slowly: "The clouds are gone, the sword pavilion is out, can you wait to know when the last time it was?"

The old man of Jin Dan, who was the leader, said with a hesitant face: "My Flying Immortal Sword Sect has been established for thirteen thousand years, and this scene has happened three times, and every time my Flying Immortal Sword Sect will prosper for thousands of years, is it ......?"

The young man raised his handsome cheeks and said approvingly: "Yes, those who can gather the fighting spirit of My Ageless Mountain must be Tianjiao!"

He pointed to Lin Fan, who was still holding a big sword at the foot of the mountain, and said: "This son, when you can give me a senior brother who is a disciple of the Sword Gate, I will give 50,000 spirit stones, a hundred battle sword robes, and a volume of "Purple Qi Donglai Duel" under the golden pill, and you can enter the sword qi cave to enlighten for a month, so that many disciples can be impressed."

"Ancestor can't!".

Wu Changkong took a few steps forward and bowed down and said: "Lin Fan's cultivation is extraordinary, how can I make the disciples of the realm of refinement and foundation building called senior brothers!

The young man's face was strange, and he chuckled and said: "Extraordinary victory to build the foundation, you can appreciate 50,000 spirit stones, you can agree."

Wu Changkong and the others hurriedly nodded and said, "I have no objection to this matter."

Seeing that everyone agreed, the young man continued: "Lin Fan and the Demon Suppression Tower have killed countless demon cultivators, and you can get a hundred battle sword robes, Elder Wu, you won't know it!"

Wu Changkong's face changed and he suddenly turned pale and bloodless, and he hurriedly said: "I know about this matter, that Lin Fan was declared a personal vendetta by Du Qiang, a disciple of the Law Enforcement Palace, and tricked him into entering the Demon Suppression Tower, and I found out afterwards that I had killed Du Qiang, but I hadn't reported it to Li Chunyang, the elder of the Law Enforcement Palace, in time, but the Demon Suppression Tower was in and out, I don't know how Lin Fan got out of the tower?"

The young man smiled contemptuously and said: "Who said that the Demon Suppression Tower has no entry and exit, isn't Lin Fan going out of the tower intact! He can get a hundred battle sword robes by slaying thousands of demons in the tower, otherwise the next time I enter the tower naked, my Flying Immortal Sword Sect will lose face."

Ignoring the stunned crowd, the young man pointed his finger at Lin Fan at the foot of the Immortal Mountain and said: "Next time a disciple can let me fly the Immortal Sword Sect to disperse and the Sword Pavilion will come out, I will also let him be the senior brother of the disciples, as for letting him enter the Sword Qi Cave to enlighten the Dao, it is because I am without a trace on a whim, why do you dare to have objections?"

Feng Wuxi's tone changed, domineering, and he didn't care about everyone's resentful gaze.

Wu Changkong was unwilling in his heart, and said: "The disaster of my Flying Immortal Sword Sect back then was caused by Lin Fan's father, and his mother was ......."

"Hmph"

Feng Wuxian sneered, and a powerful and incomparable coercion erupted in his body, and a few wisps of sword qi leaking out of his eyes flew out with his eyes.

Wu Changkong was shocked, and hurriedly jumped into the air, a sword-like sword light flashing around his wide sleeves.

"Dangdang Dang"

After the dense sound of the sword, he snorted and fell to the ground.

A trace of Yin Hong's blood appeared on his cheek, and a pair of palms hidden deep under the sleeves trembled slightly.

Feng Wuxian said with a sneer: "You Wu Changkong, you finally put away your careful thoughts for me, Lin Fan's mother is also something you can criticize? Lin Luochen's "Falling Moon" sword, let your son keep it first, and Lin Fan will take it himself in the future, when you dare to obstruct it, you blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

Wu Changkong stroked the scars on his cheeks with his hand, his face was ashamed and angry, and he was like an ant in front of Feng Wuxian with his Jindan cultivation, so he could only retreat to the side in a huff, not daring to speak.

At this time, Feng Wuxian stepped into the void step by step and half of his body, and said with a more solemn expression: "The "Bright Bright Heaven Sect" brought news, a large number of demon cultivators appeared on the edge of the Sunset Continent, where several cities were slaughtered by demon cultivators, it seems that those overseas demons are ready to move again, after the March competition, my sword sect will join hands in the "Bright Bright Heaven Sect" to fight against the invasion of demon cultivators, you better prepare early!"

The space in the Sword Pavilion rippled and floated, and the wind disappeared without a trace.