I have seen the Taoist priests of Qiyunguan all wearing blue-gray Taoist robes, but today Zeren is wearing a blue-purple Taoist robe, and the color of the clothes is obviously different from others. I only glanced at it and guessed that his identity might already be the master of Qiyun Temple. Zeren really replied: "Little uncle, your guess is right, and the elders in the back door of the retreat with Uncle Chen, they will hand over the mundane affairs of Qi Yunguan to me to take care of, so that you can make you laugh." ...... Please come with me and know where you're going. ”

Zeren led me into the gate of Qiyunguan, and this time no one checked the ticket. Passing through the courtyards where tourists come and go, I walked through the crescent gate with the sign "Tourists Stop", and then came to the courtyard where I had a conflict with Zezhong. The big hole I knocked out in the courtyard wall has long been repaired, and the traces of that day can still be seen. We didn't stop here, but walked through a heavy courtyard and came to the backyard gate of Qiyunguan.

Here we need to introduce the structure of Qiyun Temple. Qiyun Mountain is facing the side of the Jiulian Mountain Range, the mountain is gentle, and towards the side of Qingyi Lake, the wall stands like a cut, as if the entire Jiulian Mountain Range has been cut off by a knife so far. Qiyun Temple is halfway up the slope of Qiyun Mountain, the front gate is very gentle and open, and the wall in the backyard is built close to the cliff. That is, unless you will be flying in the sky, it is impossible to come in through the back door. In fact, even the birds can't enter the back door of Qiyunguan, because the cliff in the backyard of Qiyunguan has been locked by dense fog all year round to the Qingyi Lake under Baizhang. So what is Qi Yunguan doing with a back door?

This back door is not for ordinary people to take, it should be left for the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect to practice a mysterious path. I was thinking so at the time. Zeren had already opened the back door. As soon as the door was opened, I saw a white mist outside. The white fog on the side of Qingyi Lake in Qiyun Mountain is very strange, it is locked all the year round, the mountain cliff is thick, and it almost can't be dissolved, it is an authentic white cloud and sorrowful fog. This white cloud and melancholy fog also seems to have spirituality, only outside the door. Not a trace of it floated into Qiyun Temple.

Zeren smiled unconsciously and beckoned to me: "The Three Mountains Portal has been opened, Uncle Junior, please come with me." Watch your step!" he said, turning and walking into the thick fog of the void, and then vanished.

Damn! This seems to be testing me? I don't know where the road is. Ordinary people would not just step into the white mist outside the cliff like this, if they really stepped into it, it would definitely be a fall and no bones remained. What about practitioners?

I stood at the threshold and stretched my sense of consciousness to the fullest extent possible, searching for everything in the dense fog. I laughed, my mind touching the road, and in front of me was indeed a volleying cliff. But a foot away, it seems that from the opposite side, there is a platform that is a solid place to stay. For cultivators, it is enough for the gods to perceive it, and there is no need to see it with their own eyes. I jumped over and landed on that platform.

Leap into the fog and stand still. Suddenly, there was no fog in this fog! The place where I stood was very similar to the Wangtian Stone of Zhaoting Mountain, which was a stone beam that stretched out obliquely from the mountain wall. Looking back at the place from the stone beam, there was a white cloud, and the dense fog was locked, which was actually the same scene as the one seen in front of the back door of Qi Yunguan. When I saw this, my heart moved. I remembered a place, that is, the Mei's forbidden land, Jingwu Cave Heaven. After entering the Jingwu Cave Heavenly Portal, looking back at the place from which it came from, it was also such a scene.

This stone gate is halfway up the mountain wall. However, it is not alone. The mountain wall in front of it was artificially carved out of a line, and there was a white stone staircase splitting the mountain upwards on the road. Zeren is not in front of me, only this way. I walked up the stone staircase to the end of a valley surrounded by three mountains. The valley is verdant and beautiful, and three peaks can be seen, one far in front of us, and the other two are separated from each other.

At the end of the stone steps, there is a white marble archway, and the archway is horizontally written with four big characters "Zhengyi Sanshan". Zeren stood at the foot of the torii and waited for me. See this torii. I remembered again: the stone steps of Jingwu Cave Heaven, this white marble workshop and Jingwu Cave Heaven do have too many similarities, but the scale is much larger. What kind of place is this? It should be a cultivator's Cave Heaven Enchantment. But it is different from Jingwu Cave Heaven, Jingwu Cave Heaven is hidden in the mountain under the Dragon Tower, while the entire Zhengyi Three Mountains are hidden in the mountain, Yu Ze is located in Qingyi Lake, but it can avoid the eyes and ears of the world. The reason why Jiulian Mountain is called Jiulian Mountain, it seems that there were indeed nine main peaks in ancient times, but later there were three mountains to let the main gate be "hidden". The first major faction in the cultivation world for thousands of years is really extraordinary!

Zeren nodded when he saw me coming, and said with a smile: "Where the gate of the three mountains is opened, as long as the disciples who have cultivated to the realm of the spirit pill can find the path. But entering this gate is a kind of test, since ancient times, the rules of the disciples entering the mountain are that no one leads the way, let the disciples come in by themselves. Many beginner disciples stood in front of the door, and they were terrified and did not dare to jump into the void, but the portal would close after a pillar of incense, and such disciples would never have the opportunity to enter the Three Mountains again. However, Uncle Xiao was really talented, and he came over with his legs raised, without the slightest hesitation. ”

I could tell he was complimenting me. I was a little amused in my heart, what was there to hesitate about? Jingwu Cave Heaven is now equivalent to my stone field, and how many times have I entered such a cave portal! I smiled and said, "No one leads the way? Didn't you lead me the way today? So when the sect was opened, all the cultivators from all over the world entered this portal, and there was no one to guide the way?"

Zeren: "In Qingyi Lake, there is another entrance to the three mountains, and when the sect is assembled, the cultivators of the world do not come in from this way. ...... Without further ado, Master Zu is still waiting for you, please come with me. Uncle Xiao's test when he started just now is nothing to you, but there will be some other things along the way. ”

"What's the matter? Isn't it so exaggerated?"

Zeren: "Of course not, you'll understand in a moment, let's go." ”

Walk slowly along a path more than two people wide in the valley, with blue sky and white clouds on your head, green green space at your feet, and the fragrance of all kinds of strange flowers and plants around you, which can be regarded as a fairyland on earth. I was admiring the view, and a rolling forest appeared on the left. There is a fork in the woods, and a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi is standing at the fork in the road.

This Taoist priest is in his thirties, broad-shouldered, thick-backed, and very tall. His complexion was ruddy, his forehead was full, and his facial features were very solemn. The eyes are quite sharp, which makes people feel that they dare not force their eyes. When he saw me and Zeren, he came to Shi Li and said, "Shi Zhenren, you are so poor, you have been waiting here for a long time. ”

Zeren stopped and smiled a little helplessly at me and introduced: "Little Uncle, this is my eldest disciple Zedong under the seat of Uncle Feng. ”

I have heard of this name that Ju said that he was the highest among the disciples of the Zhengyi Sect Zezi, and before Qiye appeared, everyone thought that he was the most likely to win the championship in the sect conference. But he lost to Nanaba's battle in the semifinals. Didn't make it to the final showdown. It is said that the seven leaves of that battle have been fighting hard for a long time, so it is said that the cultivation of this Zedong land is also quite good. It's just that Zedong is waiting for me here, what is he doing here? And he called me Shi Zhenren instead of calling me Uncle Xiao like Zeren, and his tone was a little unkind?

Zedong heard Zeren's introduction. Slowly pulled out a glittering long sword from behind his back, raised his sword and saluted: "On the orders of the family master and Feng Zhenren, I specially ask Shi Zhenren for advice, and ask Shi Zhenren for advice." Please Shi Zhenren point so far, don't hurt the juniors. ”

What does this mean? You want to do it with me? How can this happen? I looked at Zeren a little puzzled. Zeren's expression was a little embarrassed, and he explained to me in a whisper: "It's just to ask for advice and let the disciples of Zhengyi Ze's generation appreciate the cultivation of the little uncle." It's not really a way to fight. ”

Hearing this, I suddenly understood a little bit that this seems to mean inspection. Although Shouzheng Zhenren admitted that I had a master-apprentice relationship with him, the other disciples of the Zhengyi Sect had never seen Shouzheng Zhenren really come into contact with me, and I didn't even know Shouzheng myself. Zeren called me Uncle Xiao, that is, he was generous, and at the same time, he had a personal relationship with me, and other disciples would not necessarily be convinced, and the reputation of my Shiye Shi Xiaozhen was not too good. Zedong is here to test the depth of my land, and it is likely that his master and Feng Zhenren meant. It seems that it is not possible to see the real people who are upright and do not show their hands.

As the saying goes, Hades is good to see. The little ghost was hard to think of this, I secretly sighed, and arched my hand: "Since this is the case, then let's learn from each other, you are a junior, please make the first move." "I don't want to be too polite to someone who draws his sword when they meet.

Zedong was not polite at all and said loudly: "Shi Zhenren is careful. As soon as the words fell, he made a move. I saw him raise the tip of the sword in his hand, and the tip of the sword was facing the sky, and he pinched the magic formula with his left hand, and there seemed to be words in his mouth. His authentic method does not come from the sword, but from mid-air. A flash of lightning flashed in midair, and the blue-blue lightning tore through the air in front of me, slashing at me with a tiny bifurcation, accompanied by a slight crackling sound.

It should be said that Zedong's shot was quite sharp, and this lightning was fast and urgent, and it did not slash at my ground door, but hit my lower body. If it had been a year ago, I wouldn't have been able to hide, but today I don't know why I reacted so much faster. When he raised his sword, the Qing Ying Mirror flew out of my arms, and I didn't take it with my hands, but stretched out my right hand in front of me, palms down, and the back of my hand in front of the void. The Mirror of the Blue Shadow spread out a bright circle of light in the daytime about a foot in front of the back of my hand, almost obscuring the light of the sun in the sky.

When I saw Zedong make a move, I remembered that I had seen Shouzheng's back shot, and Shouzheng was using Shenxiao Tianlei at that time. Zedong should be casting a spell similar to the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder at this moment, if the Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder of the True Man is like the golden snake that exterminated the Nine Heavens, then Zedong's mine method is like a loach hanging from the treetops. It's not that he's not great, but I've seen a lot more clever than him.

Lightning slammed into the aura of the green underworld, and the green mirror shook, and there was a wave of electricity in my body, which struck me all over my body. But I still stood there with my feet on my feet, and I didn't retreat. Immediately after that, my wrist flipped and the green mirror turned an angle, aimed at Zedong's aura, and shot out an identical lightning bolt from the center, slashing directly at Zedong's chest and abdomen. I'm already very familiar with this hand, don't forget that I fought with the thunder net split by God on the alchemy peak of Huangshan Mountain all night. Zedong didn't even have to think about it when he fought back like this.

The lightning slashed back, but it startled Zedong. He turned his sword around, holding the sword with his left hand, holding the sword with both hands to block the sword in front of him, and a burst of green qi came out of the sword body, enveloping the area in front of him. The lightning struck in the green air, only to hear Zedong pedal backwards and take a few steps back before standing firmly. I waved my hand and retracted the Shadow Mirror, standing there expressionlessly. This shot has been divided, I won, and since Zedong is up to the point, there is no need to dwell on it anymore.

I feel that Zedong's cultivation is already a real person of Jindan Dacheng's realm of thirty-six caves, and I don't know much about it, but according to the four doors and twelve floors I have learned, he should be above Jintang. If it had been more than a month ago, I probably wouldn't have beaten him. But as soon as I made a move just now, I felt that my cultivation had really improved. It's not that there has been a breakthrough in the realm of Dan Dao, but that the spiritual power seems to have become more powerful than before, and the Duoqing Mirror is also much more powerful under my control. I remember that the first thing I learned was the Buddhist impure view of the kung fu, so I gained the power of the mind, and after learning the five aggregates of emptiness, I unconsciously possessed a kind of spiritual power that can fight against the outside world, which does not usually exist, but can be born with my mind.

Zedong stood still, put away his sword, his face showed shame, and he was three points surprised, he said respectfully: "Thank you Uncle Xiao's subordinates for showing mercy, Zedong is ugly." ”

He honestly called me Uncle Xiao this time. I also smiled faintly: "Can I go over if I accept Zedong?"

Zedong: "Of course, Zedong, I won't bother Uncle Junior, and I will ask Uncle Shi to guide you when I have time." He got out of the way.

Zeren and I walked all the way forward, and as we walked, I thought in my heart: Look at Zedong just now, his cultivation is indeed not low, but it is still too far behind compared to Qiye. How did I hear that at the sect conference, Qiye and Zedong fought hard for a long time before they won? With Qiye's cultivation, it wouldn't take long for him to win. Although I didn't really fight with Zedong just now, if it was a real fight, I could still win him. And even if I cultivate now, Qiye is still strong, and I am much better than Zedong, not to mention.

Thinking about it, I suddenly understood that it wasn't Zedong who was powerful, but Qiye was soft. The World Sect Conference was held in the main gate, in front of the world's cultivators, Qiye always had to save some face for the host, and after a hard fight, he would win the east and go down the stairs. There is a reason why disciples of high-ranking sects tend to be arrogant and self-righteous.

While I was thinking about it, a stream appeared on the side of the road. This stream is formed by a mountain spring, and the water flow is clear, and even the aquatic plants at the bottom of the river can be seen clearly, and there are all kinds of swimming fish shuttling in between. There was also a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi standing by the stream. Zeren greeted me when he saw him from afar: "This one is my master and Xi Zhenren's eldest disciple, my senior brother Zeping." ...... Zeping came over to meet Uncle Junior. ”

Ze Ping was completely different from the description of the Taoist priest Zedong he had just seen, and Zedong was tall and burly, with a cold face and sharp eyes. And this Zeping is short and stocky, with a baby face, a smile on his face, and a little cunning in his expression. He heard Zeren greet and hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and hugged his fists, and said with a smile: "Zeping is here to wait for Uncle Shi for a long time, and he has given a salute to Uncle Shi." ...... Uncle Zedong has already met Senior Brother Zedong, right? Zeping has also come to ask for advice. ”

When I saw him, I could guess what he was here for. Hefeng Zhenren sent an apprentice to test me, and this Hexi Zhenren is the same, and it is estimated that they have found the most powerful disciples under the door. I was slightly surprised that it turned out that Zeren was not the eldest disciple of Hexi Zhenren, and the most powerful under Hexi's disciple should be this Zeping. Otherwise, he would not have come forward on behalf of He Xi. Seeing his humble attitude, I also smiled and said, "I know what you're here for, I still have to hurry up for you to make a move." ”

Zeping: "In that case, Zeping is offended. Without warning, he smiled and made his hand.

The magic weapon he swung out was a whisk of dust. The white ponytail spread out in the air, like thousands of silver threads, and the tips of the silver threads came out one after another, and small and sharp cyclones flew towards my chest. It's extravagant, it's hard to dodge, but it's not the most powerful, the most powerful thing is that the middle of the dust handle is silent, and after shooting a sharp air arrow, it has reached my lower abdomen in the blink of an eye. There are light and dark, there is cover, and there are strange soldiers. This Zeping shot enough to be yin, and until now, the smile on his face has not disappeared. On cultivation, Zeping may still be under Zedong, but if he starts to do it, he is afraid that it will be even more difficult to prevent.

Watching him cast spells, I suddenly felt very similar to the wind blade rain arrows I encountered on the alchemy peak. With a smile in my heart, I stood there and didn't move. I didn't even flash, Zeren let out a low cry behind me, probably startled by me, but after the whispering, everything was calm. Sawahei and I stood there as if nothing had happened. In fact, what happened just now still left traces, and the front of my jacket seemed to be cut by countless small blades. Although it did not crumble, it left a lot of small holes. And Zeping didn't move, because he didn't dare to move, my Qingying Mirror hung above his head, even if he didn't use his hands to cast a spell, he could be smashed by a discus.

Zeping smiled and spoke: "Uncle Xiao's bearing is extraordinary, Taishan collapsed in front of him, and Zeping admired and admired. ”

I also smiled and took back the Blue Mirror with a smile. I quietly prevailed. It doesn't mean how good I am, and I'm clever. Ze Ping's shot just now was not as strong and fierce as Ze Dong, and the mana he used was not strong, the key was that it was weird and difficult to prevent. And I simply don't want to prevent this kind of spell from breaking my golden dragon lock jade pillar. And when he saw that I didn't react, he was stunned for a while, and I took the opportunity to hang the Qingying Mirror above his head and dangle it, which was considered to scare and scare him.

Zeren also stepped forward and said with a smile: "I have long admired the demeanor of the junior uncle, and the senior brother finally understood it today, right? Zehei also moved out of the way.

Continue along the creek until you reach the foot of the peak in the middle of the three mountains. Here the stream turned a corner and crossed in front of it. There is a bluestone arch bridge on the stream, and all kinds of Rui beast decorations are carved on the bridge railing, which is very simple and elegant. In the middle of the road at the head of the bridge, a table was placed, and a Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was sitting behind the table, practicing calligraphy with a stroke of a very serious stroke.

Zeren saw this Taoist priest from a distance, frowned slightly, pointed at him, and said to me, "Sitting there are the senior disciples of me and Uncle Guang. Uncle Guang and I have been practicing in the Zhengyi Three Mountains for many years, so there are not many people who know about it in the outside world, and Uncle Xiao may not have heard of it. But Uncle Heguang's Taoist cultivation is also very good among the elders in the door, and his eldest disciple Fa Ming, Ze Ming, has a good nature and elegance, and it seems that he is greeting Uncle Shi with poetry. ”

As we spoke, we had come to Sawana. Ze Ming looks very rich, with a wide mouth and a wide nose, a wide forehead and big ears, a height of about 1.70 meters, and a somewhat fat figure. He stood there with his head down, waving a black-and-white rat whisker in his hand, as if he hadn't noticed me and Zeren at all. On one side of the desk, there is a pair of longevity stone panlong ink sea inkstone, a pair of black jade paperweights, flattened left and right, and sandalwood is sprinkled with gold rice paper. The one door is really the one door, and it depends on the four treasures of the study room that people use, all of which are extraordinary!

Ze Ming is not writing poetry, but Linti. He was in silence in Yan Zhenqing's "The Story of Magu Immortal Altar", when I was a child, Grandpa Jin taught me to come to this post, so I recognized it at a glance. Ze Ming's calligraphy is neatly written with one stroke, but his font does not look like a thick face, but how to say it, the old cadre. The so-called old cadres do not refer to a font, but mostly refer to a group of old and young cadres who have nothing to do, practice a few strokes of calligraphy, and write to write a neat stroke, but after all, the lack of education and weak foundation are difficult to comprehend the true artistic conception of traditional Chinese calligraphy. This kind of calligraphy is jokingly called the old cadre style.

Some people practice calligraphy all their lives, but in the end, they can only be a calligraphy lover, and they can't become real calligraphers, and the same is true for learning the Tao. Nowadays, this kind of old cadre is the most common in calligraphy exhibitions, large and small. Look at the famous pie. In this landscape, he is very elegant, but he writes such a calligraphy. I almost didn't laugh out loud, it was so angry and funny.

Seeing that Ze Ming was still there, Ze Ren coughed and said, "Senior Brother Ze Ming, junior uncle has arrived." ”

"Oops, I'm sorry. Ze Ming was so obsessed with pen and ink that he didn't realize that Uncle Xiao had arrived. If you are slack, please forgive me. Sawa's appearance of soberness was busy saluting me.

"You're Sawa?...... I didn't want to bother you when I saw that you were very serious just now, but your desk blocked my way. ”

Ze Ming: "I'm sorry, I came here to ask Uncle Xiao for advice. How about I use a pen for this calligraphy? ”

"Guidance, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone are all good, all of them are of the highest quality!" I opened my mouth and only praised the four treasures of the study. As for his calligraphy, I really don't think so. If you don't hit someone, you don't scold someone, you don't expose your shortcomings, so I'll save some face for him.

I didn't expect Ze Ming to be uninteresting, which pot to not open, which pot to mention. Then he asked, "I don't want to ask about calligraphy, but calligraphy...... Uncle Xiao, how about reading these words?"

As he spoke, Ze Ming picked up the pen and began to write, this post "Magu Xiantan Ji" has been written, "I have seen Canghai since I saw it, and the three are mulberry fields", and the sentence is a "Cang" word. Three points next to the water. The surroundings suddenly fell silent, the wind stopped, the grass stopped, and the water flowed silently. Immediately after that, the two strokes on the left and right of the herringbone fell. There wasn't the slightest fluctuation of mana in the air, but I felt a shock in my heart for no apparent reason. The scenery around me changed, the still mountain wind, the silent flowing water, the silent grass and trees in the valley, and the pen he waved in his hand, all of which emitted an invisible pressure that surrounded me from all sides.

Sawana didn't fight me directly, but used the book as a reference to the spiritual power to attack me. In fact, the mountains and rivers have not changed, and all the changes are the feelings imposed on me by his spells, which makes people involuntarily feel the unbearable coercion when facing him!

I glanced at Sawana. Smiled softly. Sawana's face changed, and his originally confident expression became solemn. He carried a pen, and in his hand he seemed to be carrying a thousand pounds of weight, and wrote the horizontal fold of the painting. There was no longer silence around me, there were countless screams coming from close proximity, menacing and fierce, as if they were about to tear me to pieces. It is as if the human mind is lost to it.

At this time, I spoke: "Ze Ming, your handwriting is redundant, this is not the essence of Yanti calligraphy. Ancient elegance is natural, from the inside and silent, there is no need to be a vassal. ”

As soon as I opened my mouth, Zeming's hand shook, and the last stroke of the word "Cang" (traditional Chinese) did not close, forming an opening and half a circle, and the entire character structure was broken. As soon as the defeat came out, Ze Ming was defeated. The invisible pressure around me disappeared, Ze Ming's face was like ashes, his forehead was sweating, and he said sideways: "Uncle Gao, the realm of Gao Ze Ming, has been taught. ”

Ze Ming's style is not small, and there are many tricks, but it is a pity that it is an embroidered pillow! This kind of spiritual attack method he uses is unfathomable in the eyes of the layman, and he has the momentum of a soldier who surrenders without a fight, and is very capable of bluffing people. But in front of a true cultivation master, it's not much different from playing treasure. I didn't make a move at all, not because I was polite, but because I was afraid of hurting him when I counterattacked. My spiritual power is much stronger now than before, even before I broke through the vacuum realm, and I was not below him. But I didn't use my strength, I just stood there and entered the vacuum, and all his attacks on me naturally failed, and this is the difference between the realms.

Zeren said on the side: "Uncle Xiao has already instructed the two senior brothers Zedong and Zeping all the way here, which has benefited me and other juniors a lot, and Senior Brother Zeming has also appreciated the demeanor of Uncle Zeming." ...... The table can be moved. Without waiting for Ze Ming to move his hand, the sleeves of his robe waved, and the table went to the grass on the side of the road. If you blink at this time, you will really mistakenly think that this table has not moved at all, and there is not even a trace of fluctuation in the ink in the inkstone. This is just an ordinary "Imperial Object" spell, but not everyone can do it so skillfully, at least he is much stronger than Sawana, who shot just now. Zeren inadvertently showed his hand, but it wasn't aimed at me.

After walking across the bluestone bridge, I came to the foot of the mountain peak in the middle of the road. Zeren said with some embarrassment: "There are many disciples in the Zhengyi Sect, of course, the cultivation is uneven. But this sect is famous, and some of its disciples are inevitably arrogant, which makes the little uncle laugh when he sees it. When you see the ancestor of the righteous master, he will talk to you in detail. ”

Although Zeren didn't name him, he could tell that he was mainly talking about Ze Ming, and at the same time, he was also euphemistically asking me to save some face for these Zezi disciples when I met Shouzheng Zhenren. I didn't talk much all the way because I was thinking about a question – why am I so good?

In the past, I fought with people, no matter who the opponent was, and I never won so neatly. Most of the time, once you do it, you will be embarrassed and even dangerous! I have experienced such situations a lot, and I often think that I am very useless, even if it is a real person of Jindan Dacheng, it is not a big deal, and in the cultivation world, I am just a little person who is always bullied. Today, as soon as I entered Zhengyi Sanshan, the people who came forward to learn from me were all elite disciples of the Zezi generation, but I easily passed three levels in a row, not only won a big victory, but also didn't breathe! It seems that I am still very powerful, at least in front of them, I can be regarded as a "senior master", why didn't I feel it before?

Thinking about it, I figured out that the main reason was the opponents I had met before. The first time I really fought with a cultivator was when I was bait by the Wind Gentleman to lure the Seven Hearts into the bait. At that time, my cultivation was still shallow, and I didn't have a magic weapon in my hand, and the Seven Hearts were the most outstanding disciples of the Zhongnan Sect except for the Seven Leaves, and it was normal that I was not an opponent. Later, several times of fighting, the opponents were all known as the seven leaves who were the first in the world among the disciples of today's cultivation peers. The last time he teamed up with Qiye was another Scarlet Yan, who was the first in the world and known as the first among the women in cultivation. Naturally, I was invincible in front of them.

There are two important reasons why I won so easily today. The first is experience. Several times I fought with a master like Qiye, and I was used to seeing the Wind Gentleman, a more unfathomable master, make a move, and even witnessed the Shouzheng real person casting the Divine Night Heavenly Thunder. On the alchemy peak of Huangshan Mountain, the experience of fierce fighting for a day and a night was particularly valuable, and the experience of the cultivators and fellow disciples may be very sufficient, but I am afraid that there are few opportunities to fight with the sky, right? Therefore, in front of Zedong and Zeping today, although I am not much higher than them, I have the upper hand as soon as I make a move. I used to think that my lack of experience was a rare vision to others.