In today's Xuanyang Gate, if Xuanyangzi is still the nominal sect master, then the Great Elder is the actual head of the sect.

Even Qi Yunfeng, where Xuanyangzi is in charge, has some disciples who are very close to Feitian Peak, in this regard, Xuanyangzi can only shake his head and smile bitterly, such a situation, if it is not changed, Xuanyangmen will eventually exist in name only.

In this Six Xuan Trial, the seventh junior brother Zhou Yi is finally going to get out, and he must take this opportunity to convince the seventh junior brother that only when the two join forces can there be a glimmer of hope and return the Xuanyang Gate to its once thriving appearance.

Different from the layers of other mountain peaks, even in the spring of March, on Luoyun Peak, there is still a withered yellow color all over the mountain, which seems to be dry.

I don't know when, this place has become the default forbidden place in the hearts of Xuanyangmen disciples, not because of any supernatural formation, but because of the desolate scenery revealed by this mountain peak itself, so that many Xuanyangmen disciples choose to take a detour, coupled with many rumors about Zhou Yi, the peak master of Luoyun Peak, for a long time, some disciples who have been recruited on a small scale through the outer gate in the past hundred years have a respectful attitude towards Luo Yunfeng.

Over time, apart from those disciples who were ordered to go up the mountain to ask for pills, few people came here.

There was less than half a month left before the Six Xuan Trial, and on this day, a man in black, with a black scarf covering his face, only showing slightly smiling eyes, quietly appeared on Luo Yunfeng.

Looking at the stone room built against the mountain wall, as well as the row of slightly old houses, the man in black stood quietly for a long time and walked into the stone room of alchemy.

There are still many medicinal herbs in the grid on the stone wall, and judging from the medicinal fragrance emitted, they have been placed here for at least five years.

The man in black couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the huge Danding twenty zhang high, everything here didn't seem to have changed, the only difference was people.

"Today, I'm back, and everything will change. ”

The man in black appeared next to Da Ding, caressing his feet, and his eyes showed the color of memory.

Suddenly, a neutral and peaceful Yuan Force fluctuation completely covered the man in black, like an extremely fast net, there was no murderous aura in this fluctuation, obviously there was no murderous intention, but it only had the effect of imprisoning.

The man in black was as slippery as a swimming fish, and his figure flashed through the gaps in the net.

Zhou Yi frowned slightly, very few people on his Luo Yun Peak came, this person was not the one who took the pill and sent the medicine, could it be that this Xuanyang Gate had changed the sky, or his name Zhou Yi had long been forgotten, and someone dared to sneakily come to Luo Yun Peak to be presumptuous.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel a slight anger in his heart, and the speed of his attack was faster.

After a while, there was a strange glow in Zhou Yi's eyes, and through the series of fights just now, he saw that the cultivation of this man in black had not reached Yuanying, but he had already taken out five successes, and it was supposed that he should have been captured by him.

This man in black is extremely fast, very slippery, and has a very accurate grasp of the timing, but this person has been silently moving and dodging, and has not shot back, which makes Zhou Yi a little strange.

He couldn't help but be curious about the identity of the man in black, and no longer kept his hand, his figure was like electricity, and he slapped towards the man in black's palm.

This blow condensed ninety percent of Zhou Yi's strength, if it was solid, it was enough to smash the palm of the mountain rock several zhang thick, this palm seemed to be plain, and even the palm wind was not raised, but it was this light and fluttering palm, but it made the eyes of the man in black show a very cautious color.

The distance between the two was too close, and the timing of Zhou Yi's shot was extremely coincidental, the man in black had no room to dodge this time, only to fight hard.

The man in black had no way to retreat, but his eyes were shining, but his right hand was swinging lightly, as if it had been transformed into seven arms, and then, these seven arms struck out a palm at the same time, seven palms, with seven different tracks, converged in mid-air, and became a palm again, slamming with Zhou Yi's palm, but strangely did not make any sound.

The two figures were separated by a touch in mid-air, each withdrawing three feet, and this blow was actually a tie.

The closer you are, the more you can see the true strength of a monk, and the full power of the supernatural power is concentrated in a palm or even a finger, restrained to the limit, so that the power of a supernatural power can be exerted to the extreme.

"Infant Success......"

The man in black rubbed his aching arm, his eyes filled with surprise, and in addition to that, there was also a sense of excitement, he could feel that his master's cultivation was not far away.

Purely in terms of this blow, it was slightly inferior to Jun Zhou, the ancestor of the Jun family, but he couldn't be sure that the master had taken out all his cultivation.

The shock in Zhou Yi's eyes was strong, his cultivation was broken through to the Yuanying Consummation in the retreat sixty years ago, there was a spiritual monk in the secret place of Xuanyangmen, that was a senior uncle who had not been out of the customs for hundreds of years, except for this person, no one surpassed him in cultivation, even Xuanyangzi and the Great Elder only reached the Yuanying Consummation twenty years ago, if it was about real strength, these two people were still slightly inferior to him, which is why over the years, although there were many people who coveted Luo Yunfeng, but until now he Zhou Yi is still the master of Luo Yunfeng.

Aside from the secret place that almost never appears, in the Xuanyang Gate, the actual number one master is Zhou Yi, I can't imagine that this man in black can fight with him for a long time without showing defeat, and under his almost completely restrained Nine Success Force, not only can he take it unscathed, but also have the power to counterattack him to repel three zhang.

"Who are you?"

Zhou Yi asked in a solemn voice, his left hand quietly pinched, and the mountain protection array was quietly activated, no matter who this person is, Zhou Yi will leave him behind today and reveal the identity of this person, once this person escapes, it will be unfavorable to Xuanyang Gate, and the entire Xuanyang Gate will never be at peace.

Except for a few people, no one can match this person, who is this person?

Zhou Yi's eyes showed a decisive look, his right hand was a little eyebrows, and his left hand slapped the storage bag, and suddenly a long sword with a dark luster flashed, and he grasped it.

Behind him, a blurred light and shadow suddenly appeared, this light and shadow are changing all the time, with incomparable agility, like the wind, this is the prototype of the artistic conception that is about to break through, Zhou Yi's artistic conception is the wind, the true meaning of the wind is freedom, next, it will be his strongest blow, if he still can't control the enemy, the mountain protection array will be activated, and it will alarm the entire Xuanyang Gate, he doesn't believe that no matter how strong this black-clothed man is, he can still retreat in front of the entire sect of Xuanyang Gate.

"Why is there no one else on this mountain?"

The man in black asked softly with a little excitement in his voice.

Zhou Yi's heart moved, glanced at the man in black, and said in a deep voice: "In the past hundred years, the old man has not accepted disciples. ”

The heart of the black-clothed man trembled, and he suddenly remembered what the master said in his ear a hundred years ago------ "Master is old, from now on, I'm afraid he won't accept disciples anymore......"

The hands of the man in black trembled, and his right hand tore off the black clothes, revealing a green shirt, which was the one from a hundred years ago, which was carefully stored in the gray stone by Han Shi, and was not taken out and put on again until today, all of which gave people an illusion, as if a hundred years of time seemed to be just an instant.

"Disciple Han Shi, meet Master!"

Han Shi knelt on his knees and kowtowed to Zhou Yi nine times in a row, looking at Zhou Yi with a thick smile, but this smile was mixed with a sour taste, and unconsciously moistened Han Shi's eyes.

Zhou Yi was like being devoured by thunder, and the momentum that had just risen up and down his body instantly collapsed, and in the face of this sudden great joy, the corners of Zhou Yi's mouth trembled slightly, and he was speechless.

But his eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and a thick vitality appeared out of thin air, completely dissipating the originally looming dead air, at this moment, Zhou Yi's frowning brows were completely stretched, and the wrinkles on his face suddenly disappeared a lot.

In an instant, the 100-year-old time passed.