Early morning.

In the empty cultivation ground of Hongyun Peak, there were already many inner disciples who began to practice swords in that open space.

They are kenshu who specialize in kendo.

When the first morning light shone in the sky, it was also the time for them to cultivate their swords and begin to hone their sword skills day after day.

The art of the sword is one of the two mainstream practice exercises in the Xianxing Gate, among them, the art of the sword is handed down by the current mainstream of the sect, and as for the art of driving the clouds, it is passed down by the ancestors of the Kai School.

Duan Yu came to the gate of the Xianxing Gate again.

I happened to see that on the Red Cloud Peak, a group of inner disciples who were in the Imperial Sword, under the dominance of a purple flying sword, the flying swords they controlled, all in an instant, condensed into a heavenly giant sword.

As soon as this Heavenly Giant Sword was formed, the purple light suddenly flourished, and the clouds and thunder were hidden inside, surrounded by electric light.

A thunderous sword roar sounded, and Duan Yu saw that this giant sword, at an extremely fast speed, broke through the clouds, and then stabbed towards the cirriling white clouds in the southern sky.

Duan Yu stood in place, looking into the distance.

In the southern sky, the white clouds that slowly drifted suddenly burst into a radiant light, quickly condensed, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a huge and winding gray-white five-clawed cloud dragon.

This cloud dragon, the dragon's whiskers are fluttering, the scales are exquisite, lifelike, as soon as it is formed, it emits a huge dragon roar, like a dragon in the angry sea, unstoppable.

After the dragon's roar.

At the same speed, he slammed down on the speeding purple light giant sword.

Boarding time.

Duan Yu only heard a "bang" of a sword and a dragon roar.

The winding dragon formed by the white clouds gradually dispersed into dark clouds, and the thunder flashed in the dark clouds, and the thunder rolled, as if there was a torrential rain.

And that giant sword turned into a small flying sword, and with a trace of thunder, it flew back to the inner disciple of the middle sword cultivator on Hongyun Peak.

Duan Yu stood in place in shock, with the word "Niu Niu" written on his face.

"Don't be surprised, this is an inner disciple who majored in the art of imperial sword and the art of controlling clouds, and he is practicing with each other. Yang Han on the side looked at the sky, seemed to be a little disdainful of this, and as soon as he moved his steps, he urged Duan Yu to follow, and at the same time explained:

"After those flying swords were washed away by the thunder, most of them were almost scrapped. As for the few that have not been scrapped, they will be sharper than before, and in the future, they will practice some auxiliary thunder spells, so that the flying swords will often be bathed in thunder, and those flying swords will be able to slowly transform faster. ”

Duan Yu nodded, was silent, and followed closely behind Master Yang, turning left and eight times for a while.

The two of them came to the maroon wooden door with three ancient characters written "Shi'en Palace".

As soon as you get here.

Duan Yu was inexplicably a little weak-hearted.

He looked left and right, and on the left and right sides of the closed maroon temple door, there were four trays of sunflowers on each side, and there was no one in the bluestone corridor on either side, just like when he had just walked.

Obviously, early in the morning, on the main peak, most of the inner disciples went to the training ground to practice the art of the sword or the art of driving the clouds.

No one was inside the Xianxing Gate, walking around.

See here.

Duan Yu felt a little relieved in his heart.

"Are you ready?" Yang Han on the side glanced at Duan Yu and asked softly.

Duan Yu took a deep breath, let out a light "um", exhaled again, and nodded, indicating that he was ready.

"Don't be nervous". Yang Han said softly, then turned around and stepped forward, slamming his big hand on the closed hall door.

Meantime.

He shouted very unceremoniously: "Hu Er, open the door quickly, get up and register." What time is it, and the door is not opened, is it hiding in it to sleep again? ”

Duan Yu stood behind Master Yang, listening to the sound of Master Yang banging on the door, his heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a little, but under the hint of himself, he returned to normal again.

Subsequently.

He waited quietly for the closed maroon door to open. At the same time, he also began to think back to what Uncle Yang had just warned him about-

No matter what you encounter later, you must not scare the person named Li Daquan.

Ten seconds...

Twenty seconds...

Thirty seconds later.

Duan met the door of the Shi'en Palace, but there was still no one to open the door, and there was not even a little movement inside, so he stepped forward and asked, "Master, could it be that Hu Er Dao hasn't come back yet." ”

"No, that Hu Er Dao, his cultivation has been stuck at the ninth layer of qi refining, and there is basically no hope of a breakthrough. In his later years, he didn't go anywhere, so he just stayed in the Shi'en Hall to do some chores and support the elderly, and now he is probably dozing off in the inner room inside. ”

Duan Yu didn't expect that as Senior Uncle Yang spoke, he suddenly raised his foot very simply and kicked the door of the Shi'en Hall open.

"The door is not locked? ”

Duan Yu: "...".

In the Shi'en Palace, there are rows and rows of neat bookshelves, and on these shelves, there are one linear book after another.

In these linear books, there is a record of the Xianxing Sect, the origin of each disciple, the entry time, the spiritual root qualifications and other information.

At the same time, there is also the Xianxing Gate.

The enrollment records of each disciple under a certain peak, a certain vein, and a special identity Qi Refiner.

For example, as soon as Yang Han entered the door, his eyes subconsciously looked at one of the bookshelves, and on this shelf there was a linear book with a light blue cover, on which a few small words were written at the beginning:

"Yun Xingfeng, a disciple of Qi Yun's first line. ”

Qi Yun is Yang Han's master.

Thousands of years ago, in order to reach the Yuan Immortal Realm, according to the rules of the Master's Grace Palace, he could open an exclusive linear book separately to record the veins and branches of each disciple under his own vein.

Duan Yu looked curiously, the linear books on the shelf, but before he could see clearly, what was written on those linear books.

The others were skillfully led by Master Yang Han and hurriedly walked to a compartment in the inner hall of the Shi'en Palace.

This is not so much a cubicle as a small inner room, which is not large, more than a dozen square meters, with a tea seat, a chessboard, an incense burner, and a ...... Lying down?

Lie down.

He is a Qi Refiner dressed in a blue brocade robe.

This breathing refiner who slept soundly and made a whirring sound had a white beard, an old complexion, and a wrinkled face.

Is he the old man Hu Er in the mouth of Master Yang?

Duan Yu's face was a little surprised.

Cultivating to reach the ninth level of Qi refining, why are we all standing at the door of the inner room, and he hasn't noticed it yet?

This is too sleepy, isn't it, is it really a cultivator?

Duan Yu was a little puzzled, and then recalled in his heart that he had information about this lying down old way.

Hu Er Lao Dao, who specializes in the director of Shi'en Hall Li, is the old deacon who is responsible for the registration and reporting of master and apprentice.

Meantime.

He is also a person with mottled spiritual roots, cultivating to reach the ninth level of the Qi Cultivation Realm, if he does not break through to the Transformation God Realm, his lifespan can only live for more than fifty or sixty years at most.

Listen to the introduction of Uncle Yang.

For each small realm of Qi Realm, the life expectancy increases by fifty years.

Hu Er's Daoist cultivation has reached the ninth level of qi refining, and now he has a twilight face, thinking about his actual age, he is already more than four hundred years old, right?

When Duan Yu recalled the specific information about Hu Er's old road.

Yang Han on the side, his fingers suddenly flashed with a faint light, and then said to Duan Yu: "Wait, this Hu Er Laodao, how well he sleeps, it is estimated that he used a soundproof array." ”

When Duan Yu heard this, the doubts in his heart were instantly relieved.

It turned out to be a formation, no wonder they appeared outside the door and shouted, how could this Hu Erlaodao sleep soundly.

Didn't notice it at all.

As soon as Yang Han finished speaking just now, the light of the spiritual power of his fingers flew towards Hu Er in front of him, and then shouted "break".

At first glance.

A monstrous sound that only Hu Er Lao Dao could hear, all things roared in unison, and the sound of dragons flying and phoenixes dancing rumbled from his ears.

Hu Erlao said "ah".

Jumping up from the frightened lying down, he exclaimed angrily and said angrily, "Who, who, don't you know that the Shi'en Hall only opened in the afternoon this year?"

However, the next second.

When he looked outside the door of the small inner room of the Shi'en Palace, he suddenly saw Yang Han standing outside the inner room, smiling at him.

The anger stopped.

opened his mouth wide and hurriedly closed it.

Immediately, the strange young man in blue behind Yang Han suddenly had a slightly distorted complexion, and his heart was mixed.

He's coming.

Someone else is here.

"Hu Er Lao said, it's time to get up and work, this is the personal disciple I received last night, you register quickly, I'm in a hurry." Yang Han urged.

Hu Erdao had a bitter face, and after putting the lying under him into the storage bag, he trotted to Yang Han's uncle with an embarrassed face, first respectfully said to Yang Han's uncle, and then said in a low voice: "Uncle Yang, I can't register the information you recruit disciples." ”

Although Yang Han had already guessed what Hu Er Lao Dao would say, his face was still a little displeased, his tone was cold, and he asked: "Then why did you register nine times before, but you can't register now?"

"Uncle Yang, rest your anger, stop your anger. Hu Erdao hurriedly bent down to apologize, and then explained: "Uncle Yang, this is a special order from Director Li. As long as you bring someone over, I have to notify him and ask him to come and check for you, and he says that he can register, and I can register for you. ”

Duan Yu only listened to what the elder Hu Er said, then raised his forehead slightly, and peeked at Uncle Yang Han with a nervous expression, as if he was afraid that Uncle Yang Han would get angry and come out of his head.

But.

Uncle Yang Han was not angry at the moment, but smiled, and said very calmly and naturally: "Okay, you go and inform Director Li to come over." ”

Seeing that Uncle Yang Han was not angry with him, Hu Erdao breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, quietly used his spiritual power to his eyes, glanced at Duan Yu, and then said "yes", turned around and ran out of the hall.

Soon.

Duan Yu saw outside the door of the Shi'en Palace.

A tiger walks in a dragon, wearing a purple robe, short as a native grandson, with lips on the left and right, and a middle-aged qi practitioner with two small black beards.

Behind the purple-clothed Dao robe Qi Refiner, there was also the old man Hu Er, who had just left, and was respectfully bending his waist to follow left and right.

Therefrom.

Duan Yu instantly judged that he was the old man Li in the mouth of Yang Han's uncle, Li Daquan, a qi refiner of the ninth layer.

According to Uncle Yang Han.

This Li Daquan is the master of his own master Wu Zhao, that is, his future ancestor, and is a disciple recruited into the Xianmen in the same period.

However, because in the spiritual root test, it was found that he was a four-spirit root, so after the spiritual root test, he was not accepted as a registered disciple by any Qi refiner on the Returning Void Realm, or even a personal disciple.

So at the beginning, he was just an immortal, ordinary, unknown, and unknown disciple of the inner sect.

But the cultivation heart is strong, and there is still a little chance, so he insisted that he cultivate to the ninth layer of the Returning Dao Realm.

For this.

The current master of Xianxingmen let him be in charge of the Shi'en Hall with a lot of oil and water, which can be regarded as a one-sided reward for him.

As soon as this Master Li stepped into the Shi'en Palace, he stroked his lips and rubbed his mustache with one hand, and the two small eyes looked at Duan Yu from beginning to end with a scrutinizing gaze.

Although Duan Yu was half a head taller than that Li Daquan, under that gaze, he wanted to avoid it subconsciously.

Soon, though.

That Li Daquan.

He withdrew his compelling gaze, stood in front of them, and said to Master Yang very unceremoniously: "Stinky boy of Old Dao Qiyun, if you use that transformation technique again this time to fool you Uncle Li, I will no longer take care of the relationship with your master, just give you a few words, and accept some spirit stones from you." ”

"Uncle Li, you are joking, how can I, Yang Han, have the courage to make this kind of joke with you again, it was just a misunderstanding last time. Yang Han, who had a dignified face, said haha.

"Misunderstanding?" Li Daquan raised his head, snorted lightly, as if he heard some big joke, and said: "What kind of virtue you Yang Han has, no one in the door knows, if you don't have that courage, no one in the entire Xianmen will have this courage." When you first cultivated, you quickly put the immortal gate, the rare eight-treasure pocket chicken that was stocked in the Nanyue Mountains, and secretly ate it to extinction, and as soon as you cultivated into a god, you transformed into your master's appearance and went to ......."

Yang Han was a little embarrassed on his face, he didn't want that old man Li to poke his shortcomings here and let the juniors know.

Therefore, he quickly stretched out his hand and pulled Duan Yu, who had some incredible sight in his eyes, to his side, and said:

"Uncle Li, this Wang Yifeng boy, I met him outside the mountain range last night, and I saw that he was as sincere and valuable as you were back then, so I plan to accept him directly as a registered disciple. After three months, the spiritual root test comes out, and if the spiritual root and qualifications are good, they will be directly accepted as a personal disciple, cultivated, and strengthen the foundation of our sect. ”

Director Li waved his hand, as if he was a little displeased because he was interrupted from his memory: "Okay, okay, I've heard your words like this a few times, let me take a picture with the Natal Spirit Treasure Breaking Void Mirror first, see if you are, and come to tease our Shi'en Hall again." ”

"Uncle Li, what are you talking about? Yang Han's face was as usual, but he scolded bitterly in his heart, dead old man, he can't see that he is tired, so this time he directly used the natal spirit treasure, is it really too deceitful?

Duan Yu couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he heard that Master Li was going to use the Natal Spirit Treasure, although he listened to Master Yang's explanation early in the morning.

His improved technique was used to use his return to the Void Realm cultivation to be used, as long as it was not the Heavenly Immortal Dao and the Innate Spirit Treasure class.

No one will be able to find out.

But that's the natal spirit treasure, the natal spirit treasure is a qi refiner, put the treasure in the divine sense, and constantly conceive it.

It is an existence with Qi Refiners that is both prosperous and loss-making.

Among the treasures of the same tier.

That power is far superior to that of ordinary treasures.

on this.

Duan Yu's eyes dodged slightly, but then he felt that the hand that Uncle Yang Han had placed on his shoulder gently and forcefully pinched him.

Forehead...

Is this a signal that you don't have to worry?

Duan Yutou nodded slightly, and seemed to be silently responding to Yang Han behind him: Don't worry, I'm fine.

And at this time.

In the palm of Li's hand, a patina and extremely quaint mirror also appeared.

"Your name is Wang Yifeng?" Li Daquan raised his head and asked.

"Yes. ”

Duan Yu replied calmly, looking straight at Master Li with his eyes, the mirror facing him.

I saw this mirror, after he answered "yes".

Suddenly there was a ripple, like a drop of water, suddenly falling from a high altitude into the calm surface of the lake, with a ripple of water, the mirror, calm again.

"Hey, I didn't show it. ”

Director Li twisted his eyebrows, looked at the mirror in his hand, and let out a sound of surprise.

He absolutely didn't believe that this little disciple of Qi Yun Lao Dao would honestly take the initiative to accept disciples.

Come to think of it.

He frowned, and decided to come up with some means, and the spiritual power in his body moved, directly driving the natal spirit treasure in his hand, and quickly pinched a magic decision with one hand, and then muttered in his mouth:

"The avenue is horizontal, Vientiane pineapple jackfruit, all false illusions, hidden things, all return to the source, broken. ”