The woman who stepped on the cyan sword immediately attracted everyone's attention.

The appearance is extraordinary, the temperament is extraordinary, and between the eyes, it seems that you can see a wisp of stars.

What's even more amazing is that she is flying with a long sword at the moment, which is even more amazing.

Flying is an extremely difficult thing to do, even the so-called immortals need magic weapons, and that magic weapon is quite rare, the woman in front of her actually has it, and for a time it naturally led everyone to guess its identity.

Even Yang Fanhai was also attracted by the moment this woman appeared, and was stunned for a moment.

"Shen Yuwei!" In front of the fork in the road, a Lan Yan Cuiwei disciple frowned slightly, and suddenly remembered something and said loudly: "You are the new disciple of Lingwei Daoist of Lotus Mountain?"

Lotus Mountain is also a mountain gate in the cultivation world, and the head of the sect is Ling Wei Daoren, who accepted a disciple some time ago, which has attracted the attention of many practitioners.

It wasn't that the disciple's talent was concerned, but that as soon as she was admitted to the sect, Ling Wei Daoist gave her his saber Ling Wei Sword.

It was an extremely famous weapon in the cultivation world around Yanzhou, not only was it extremely powerful, but after refining, it could also fly with a sword, which was extremely precious.

It's just that a newly accepted disciple can actually get such love, which naturally attracts the speculation of countless cultivators.

Hearing what Cuiwei's disciple said, Shen Yuwei on the cyan long sword bowed to him and said loudly: "Exactly, in the name of the family teacher, I came to meet Master Ling Xiao, and please report." ”

It seems that the etiquette is good, but there is an indescribable arrogance in his eyes, like a proud little peacock, disdainful of other things.

It's just that this didn't arouse the disgust of Cuiwei's disciples, not only because the other party's appearance and temperament are unparalleled, but also because the other party is a disciple of Ling Wei Daoren, and in terms of seniority, he is already at the level of their master and uncle.

He saluted respectfully: "Please come with me." ”

"Thank you!"

Although she was arrogant, she also knew that since she had arrived at the mountain gate of others, she could not make any more mistakes at will, Shen Yuwei jumped down from the cyan long sword, and then followed the person towards Cuiwei Mountain.

A small episode, not much happened, but it ignited the flames of the crowd in an instant.

No one didn't want to learn the immortal method, and no one didn't want to fly with the sword, for a while, they all walked towards the side peak with indescribable excitement, as if they would soon become a disciple of Cuiwei. And the woman named Shen Yuwei has become the guiding light for everyone.

Yang Fanhai also moved with the crowd and marched on the path. Ahead there are clouds and mist, and side peaks loom in the background. After following the flow of people, I felt that the four directions were vast, and my body was like a chaos, and I couldn't tell the four directions.

It was inevitable that he was nervous in his heart, and he took small steps forward, and after a long time, he finally passed through the white fog, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

The green mountains are towering, the clouds are swirling, the sparrows are crying, and suddenly, there seems to be a large area of fog and water rushing to the face, which makes people feel calm and extremely comfortable.

It is worthy of being a blessed land of immortals...... For a while, everyone was amazed, even Yang Fanhai also secretly said in his heart, it is also a mountain, this Cuiwei Mountain is more than a star and a half more beautiful than Panshan Lingxiu.

Looking ahead, there is a large open space, with a stone platform in the middle, with a radius of 200 meters.

There were many people standing on both sides of the stone platform, either holding swords or carrying long knives...... Interestingly, the person on the left is either well-dressed or wearing gold silk armor, and at a glance he knows that his identity is not bad.

Although the one on the right is also powerful, they are obviously from ordinary people.

Yang Fanhai thought about it for a while, and he already understood. Judging from the words of the previous Cuiwei disciples, the people on the left must be all disciples of the family.

Everyone wants to enter the fairy mountain to learn art, but unfortunately there is only one place, and the competition with his own brothers failed, so he can only come here to fight.

"Those who cross the red line can get the qualification to compete for peripheral disciples!"

A Cuiwei disciple suddenly shouted loudly, and the sound was like thunder, making everyone tremble.

At this moment, Yang Fanhai noticed that seven or eight meters in front of the stone platform, there was a red line, which seemed to be inlaid with some kind of red jade, and layers of mysterious light flickered, which was extremely extraordinary.

I'm afraid this jade red line is not simple, Yang Fanhai said secretly in his heart.

"Enter!"

There was another shout, and everyone began to rush forward. Just before reaching the red line, I saw that the crowd was like a stream blocked by a stone pillar, and it automatically split into two streams and flowed to both sides.

These frail and disabled people seem to be affected by some kind of force and can't help it.

There are also people who are strong and healthy, standing in front of the red line, full of strength, their faces are flushed, as if they are carrying a thousand catties of boulders, moving forward step by step, and finally crossing the red line after all kinds of hardships. In this way, he was qualified to compete for the outer disciples.

I don't know what the situation is there, Yang Fanhai was slightly worried in his heart, and walked forward slowly, finally before the jade red line.

Before he could get closer, he felt a huge force rushing towards him, like a howling wind, blowing himself to both sides.

"Hmm!"

With a deep shout, Yang Fanhai used his internal force to run his whole body, stomped under his feet, and slammed into it with all his strength.

I only heard a whirring sound, and rushed directly across the red line, and when I reached the stone platform, I stumbled and almost fell.

Such an action naturally attracted everyone's attention, and Yang Fanhai himself was shocked in his heart.

He felt that the power was extremely great, so he mustered enough strength to fight hard, but when he urged the power to the extreme, he felt that the power suddenly seemed to shrink, dissipating extremely quickly, and letting his strength unload, so that he almost fell.

This selection method should not be as simple as imagined, Yang Fanhai's heart moved, but he couldn't figure out what was extraordinary for a while.

No matter what, in short, he has obtained the qualification to compete for the outer disciples, and he has taken one step at a time.

Yang Fanhai looked left and right, and also walked towards the side on the right side with a stronger reckless aura.

I found a random place to stand still and wait.

But after a moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "The one who holds the shield is the second son of the Wu family in Wucheng, and the one who holds the sword and wears orange clothes is the sixth ...... of the Luo family in Licheng."

The voice was very small, but Yang Fanhai could hear it clearly, and when he looked at the sound, he saw a sturdy man, holding a spear in one hand and a book in the other, muttering something.

This is the man...... Yang Fanhai secretly said in his heart, although he didn't know this person, it was not the first time he had seen it.

Before, at the fork in the road, this guy wanted to take Qingyun Road, but there was no invitation, and in the end, he was taught a lesson by the Ziyan Cuiwei disciple before he came to this side peak. I don't remember my name very clearly, but I vaguely remember that it seems to be surnamed Lin.

This person is not bad, his voice suddenly stopped, and he looked at Yang Fanhai, obviously feeling his gaze.

His brows moved, as if he had thought of something, and Xiao Xiaobu slowly moved over. After arriving at Yang Fanhai's side, he asked softly, "Hey, brother, where did you come from?"

"Panshan!" Yang Fanhai was suddenly asked, and he couldn't help but say it.

"Panshan?" The man frowned, then he understood what was going on and said, "Oh, is it that my hometown was destroyed and I fled?"

There were no villages and tribes in the Panshan area for a long time, only a large number of refugees who fled from the border area.

Yang Fanhai thought about it, nodded, and didn't say much. Although he is not the kind of refugee that the other party thinks, he is not bad. My hometown was indeed destroyed, and I was a refugee.

"It's okay to be a refugee, these days, as long as you have real skills, you can mix well anywhere!" The man grinned: "My name is Lin Zhenpei, from Shuangmu Town." You can just call me Lin Zhen, the word was added by my mother back then, and she made it look like a girl. ”

"Brother Lin, hello!" Yang Fanhai nodded, he didn't have any dislike for the man, but got a little close.

"Brother, let's discuss something!" Lin Zhenpei said softly: "Look at those guys on the other side, they are all from families and have extraordinary backgrounds. Especially the guy who uses the shield, there is a mystical method in the family heirloom exercises, and his strength is very strong......"

Hearing what Lin Zhenpei said, Yang Fanhai looked over, and there was a man opposite, wearing golden soft armor and holding a golden shield in his hand, tall and extraordinary. Even among this group of family disciples, there is a feeling of standing out from the crowd.

"You have to be careful when you meet this guy!" Lin Zhenpei continued, flipped through the booklet in his hand, and spoke again: "The other guys should not be underestimated." ”

"These are guys who are a little worse in the family, but their skills are no worse than their brothers. On weekdays, it is rare to bully men and women, but now because of the loss of the opportunity of Qingyun Road, they are holding back the fire in their hearts, and once the fight starts for a while, I am afraid that they will all die ......"

As he spoke, he flipped through it, and he remembered that the booklet was actually the situation of some disciples of the family in the country of Ji.

Yang Fanhai couldn't help but be happy: "You actually remember everything!"

Lin Zhenpei nodded: "Of course, my Lin family has a head and a face in Shuangmu Town...... A little bit of information, you can't buy it for a little money. ”

"Why are you so attentive?" Yang Fanhai was a little curious, this guy was different from others, starting from the beginning of Qingyun Road, he simply did everything.

Lin Zhenpei shook his head: "There's no way, I told my father when I came out, I won't go back if I don't break into something." This has the opportunity to enter Cuiwei Mountain, even if you can't be a core disciple, you have to be a peripheral disciple, right?"

"Brother, it's not for me to say, although we are not bad, it is a little difficult to contend with these family disciples. ”

"Oh, what do you mean?" Yang Fanhai asked with interest.

"Do you need to talk about it?" Lin Zhenpei said softly: "Let's take care of each other later, don't even be able to grab a peripheral disciple." ”

Yang Fanhai smiled, he didn't speak, he couldn't say anything, he didn't think those disciples of the family were terrible, at least he would never even have the strength to fight.

"It's time to enter!"

Suddenly, a Cuiwei disciple shouted, only to see a burst of red light from the jade red line, like a wall, blocking everyone who had not yet entered outside.