The main peak of Beiyuan Mountain, all kinds of magnificent palace-style pavilions are scattered and forested, Zhumen cornices, green tile glaze, there are more clouds and mist wandering in the meantime, as if really entering the fairyland.

From time to time, you can also see the disciples of the sect who are stepping on the crane volleying through the air, and even the monks of the foundation building period who fly with the sword break through the sky, which is the real flying of the sword, which is different from the low-level wind talisman borrowed by the senior brother of the sect when he went out to receive new disciples.

Zhang Yan looked at the sword light that slashed through the air like a meteor, his eyes were full of envy, and the faint pain and depression in his chest were also diluted a lot.

During the foundation building period, the ability to fly freely and travel the world without restraint is the real posture of an immortal.

Zhang Yan and Zhou Erhu followed the fifth senior brother through the many pavilions and halls, looking at the sky of Beiyuan Mountain with envy and sigh in their hearts.

After walking for about a stick of incense, everyone came to a large hall, the hall was wide and quiet, and they couldn't see the scene of disciples of the sect going in and out before.

The door of the main hall was open, revealing a gloomy atmosphere, and the original quiet and pleasant environment in front of the door was completely dispelled by the wind-like aura emanating from inside.

Zhang Yan looked at the fifth senior brother suspiciously, and found that the other party did not stop, hesitated for a moment, but still started to follow.

After passing through the main hall, I didn't meet a single disciple, I came directly to the backyard of the main hall, and then went directly out of the backyard, but I saw a dense forest in front of me that cast a heavy shadow, and the dense fog in the dense forest rolled up, which was slightly calm.

Everyone stood in front of the dense forest, and just as Zhang Yan was puzzled, he saw that the fifth senior brother of the inner gate took out a two-finger-sized talisman from his arms at some point.

Yellow paper is the lowest type of yellow paper, and a charm is the simplest of spells, a messenger.

The first time I saw this talisman, I recognized it, this is one of the simplest talismans in the world of cultivating immortals, as long as there is a little bit of talisman foundation, almost all monks will make it.

The messenger, as the name suggests, is a kind of symbolic seal that transmits information, but it can only be transmitted over short distances.

The fifth senior brother took out the communication charm, activated it and threw it towards the dense forest full of mist, but in a moment, the front of the originally thick fog suddenly separated into a dense forest path.

The fifth senior brother walked in first, Zhang Yan took a deep look at the mist, and couldn't see any clues, it should be a relatively advanced formation prohibition, and then followed up.

The path is very deep, along the road are the same scenery, people feel that they are stepping in place, but after walking through half a pillar of incense, finally the eyes are bright, the willows and flowers are bright, and the eyes have become flowers and plants all over the sky, and then look back at the road, it is gone, and there is just a lake like a mirror behind it.

"I've seen two Dharma Protector Elders. At this time, the fifth senior brother suddenly said aloud to the mountain wall covered by the dense forest in front of him.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and when he turned around and noticed the front, there had been a two-zhang sized cave there, and there was a yin wind blowing in the cave from time to time, and at this moment there were two old men standing in front of the cave, one in a white robe, with a slightly white white complexion, and a dark green shirt, with sunken eyes, looking at which people couldn't help but tremble in their hearts.

Zhang Yan had roughly judged that these two old men should be elders in the foundation building period, as for what the Dharma Protector Elder was, he didn't know, and he saluted the two of them according to the appearance of the fifth senior brother.

The others saluted.

The two old men did not speak, but stood with their hands in their hands and looked at the crowd.

The old man in the white robe glanced at everyone, and when he looked at Zhang Yan, his eyebrows were not easily wrinkled, but he quickly regained his calm, and the old man in the dark green shirt, whose overly sunken Yin Owl eyes, stopped on Zhang Yan after sweeping over the others, but he didn't seem to see anything, and gave up with doubts.

The moment Zhang Yan was stared at by the old man, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and a cold yin wind rose behind him, making him shiver all over his body, until the old man retracted his gaze, and the feeling like falling into an ice cellar instantly receded.

"These two outer disciples came with me, the master of the door has a special task for the two of you, and the other unrelated people will go down and do their own work. The old man in the green shirt with gloomy eyes said hoarsely.

After finishing speaking, he ignored everyone, turned around and walked towards the cave where there was a swishing and strange wind, the other inner disciples didn't seem to think it was strange, and after saluting again, he turned around and left the same way as the fifth senior brother of the inner gate reopened the formation.

The master of the door gave us a special task? Both of them looked at each other with puzzled expressions.

Zhang Yan didn't dare to ask more, so he could only follow with Erhu honestly and walk into the dim cave.

The old man in the white robe did not follow, but still stood in front of the cave, watching those inner disciples all walk out of the formation, only then did he raise his hand suddenly, and with a wave of his long sleeves, the lake in front of the cave suddenly turned into a dense forest, and the original cave also changed suddenly, the cliff was upright and vines were dense, where was the shadow of the cave.

The cave was dry, but there was an inexplicable wind wandering back and forth, and it was quiet all around, except for the "squeak" of the footsteps of the three people.

After walking about a cup of tea, I finally got out of the dim cave, and suddenly there was a burst of white light in front of me, and the sound of the "booming" waterfall poured straight into my ears, and a waterfall that fell from the top of the mountain hung upside down, and on the cliff inside the waterfall, it was a cliff path that was wide and narrow for only one person to pass, and at the end of the path was a majestic palace built on the edge of the cliff.

"Could it be that the master of the door lives here?" Zhou Erhu looked at the beautiful scenery and the palace in front of him, and couldn't help but muttered in Zhang Yan's ear.

Zhang Yan didn't speak, looked around curiously, and when he heard Tuesday Tiger's words, he only shrugged his shoulders, and then motioned to follow the old man in green shirts.

The slippery cliff path was not difficult for the three of them, and the old man in the green shirt brought Zhang Yan and Zhou Hu to the front and back of the palace, and said to the two in a deep voice: "Just wait here for the summons." ”

Then he bowed to the main entrance of the main hall, turned away, and returned to the cave under the waterfall in a few steps.

Looking at the empty square in front of the main hall and a sandalwood tripod in the middle of the square, Zhang Yan and Tuesday Tiger looked at each other, but in the face of the hall that exuded a mighty force, the two did not dare to speak loudly, and stood in one place solemnly, and Zhang Yan's originally calm heart was also inexplicably a little nervous, but the two of them did not wait long, and a majestic voice came from the hall.

"You two come in. ”

The two did not dare to slack off, and steadily walked into the main hall of the Zhu Gate, behind the Zhu Gate is a spacious compound, in the courtyard there is already a boy in a green shirt and short coat waiting to stand, seeing the two come in, they led through a small verandah and the middle gate, and then came to the main hall of the main hall.

The hall of the main hall is slightly deep, a little deep longitudinally, narrow horizontally, sandalwood red chairs are arranged on both sides, and at this time there are already four people in the innermost part, and there is a middle-aged man with a dignified face sitting in the middle seat at the end of the main hall, with black hair, but the temples are slightly white, wearing a light blue robe, sitting in a precarious position.

And below the middle-aged man, there were three young disciples in green shirts kneeling at this moment, all of them were all restrained, and they didn't dare to turn their heads like cicadas, and they all bowed their heads silently.

The boy led Zhang Yan and them to the door and left, Zhang Yan and the two tigers walked inside, knelt down beside the three teenagers in turn, and said loudly: "Disciple to meet the master." ”

Needless to say, it can be seen that this middle-aged man is undoubtedly the master of Beiyuan Mountain.

Zhang Yan knelt nervously, and without hearing the middle-aged man speak, he could only still kneel honestly and didn't dare to get up.

Unlike the elders of other sects, this middle-aged man gave him the feeling as if he didn't exist, this feeling Zhang Yan had only felt in the master, could it be that the sect master was also an ancestor of the Jindan period?

At the moment when Zhang Yan was puzzled, he suddenly felt a cold gaze fall on him, and there was this substance-like thing enveloping him.

This feeling had been felt by the master before, but it was much weaker at the moment, but Zhang Yan felt that the thing that enveloped him was exploring his body with the power to perceive everything, and he couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, coupled with the cold pressure of his eyes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

"Strange ......"

The middle-aged man's voice was very low, but the disciples below heard it clearly, and they all privately wondered why the sect master came up with such a sentence.

Hearing this, Zhang Yan secretly said in his heart, and he was relieved until he felt that the middle-aged man had withdrawn his gaze.

It's just that I can't help but wonder in private, it's not surprising that the fifth senior brother can't see through his cultivation, but the door master can't see through his cultivation either, so it's really surprising, could it be that something happened to him?

"You five don't need to be nervous, the master of this sect specially called you here, just to let you complete a special thing for me, because the other disciples of the sect can't do it, so I can only call you, as for the aftermath, it will be of great benefit to you." The middle-aged man stood up at this time, his voice suddenly became full of air and loud like a bell, and said, "As for the sect competition, you don't have to participate in it this time, before that, you can stay in this hall, and I will naturally come back to arrange it for you in two days." ”

"These are five Divine Concentration Pills, which have the effect of widening the meridians and strengthening the soul, and from now on, you will finish refining the pills in this hall. As he spoke, the middle-aged man waved his robe, and five pills flashed out of thin air and appeared in front of the five people.

The pill is round and gray-green, and it also exudes a musk-like aroma.

"Fixing the Divine Pill?" Looking at the thumb-sized pill in front of him, Zhang Yan picked up the pill in confusion, and when he looked up, it was already empty, and the door master didn't know when he left the main hall, and there were only five of them outer disciples left in the main hall.