Yang Huangyi followed Yuan Kan to a lotus pond.

It was winter in the flower pond, and the surface of the crystal ice was covered with withered and yellow lotus branches. Everyone stood in the wind and looked out, when they saw a small pavilion standing in the middle of the river.

Yuan Kan pointed to the small pavilion and said, "The distance between us and Hexin Pavilion has been set up to connect it with the ruins outside the main and guest gates."

Yuan Kan pointed to the sword lying sideways and said, "This is the Book and Sword Alliance, so naturally we have to use swords. But instead of competing with swords, we are trying to send the swords to Hexin Pavilion. - Because.

The formation has been connected with the ruins outside the main and guest gates, so the distance you reach will also have traces in the ruins outside."

"Each family is ranked based on the furthest distance. Use the ranking to determine how to divide the main and guest gate sites." After Yuan Kan finished speaking, Yuan Shu came forward beside him.

"You must feel each sword carefully and feel the changes in Hexinting's formation. Only in this way can you maximize the distance." After Yuan Shu finished speaking, he continued to remind, "Because it is connected with the ruins.

So there will be different situations. There are some places where it is almost impossible to pass with a sword. Of course, you can also choose to change the direction.

When the distance is the same, the more difficult the route, the higher his ranking."

Yuan Kan looked at everyone and asked, "What do you think of this division?"

Everyone thought for a moment and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so they nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Yuan Kan said, "In that case, you can make your own choice."

After Yuan Kan finished speaking, no one came forward to take the sword, and they all started to check the formation on the ice.

At this moment, Mo Zheng had brought Gu Yucheng back to the outside of the main and guest doors.

Gu Yucheng slowly opened his eyes, recalling the mystery of the Ningding Cauldron.

Mo Zheng's soul rested on the body of the sword, looking around at the host and guest doors as if they were seeing each other again in a lifetime.

The periphery of the main and guest doors is a mountainous area. This mountain range is the boundary between the outer and inner walls of the main and guest doors.

The mountains serve as a screen, and each other forms a belt, leading to the distance. The mountains in the distance are all clouds. And among these clouds, there is the place where the host and guest families establish their clans. At this moment, it is silent and quiet.

Mo Zheng carefully felt everything around him, and the next moment he became aware of the existence of the Yuyang Observation Formation.

He waved his hand to hide the auras of himself and Gu Yucheng.

Gu Yucheng was aware of Mo Zheng's movements and felt the existence of the formation.

Mo Zheng was silent, looking at the formation in front of him. After a long time, Mo Zheng smiled and said, "I never thought... the main and guest gates would one day become a blessed place for others to explore."

Gu Yucheng didn't know how to speak.

At this time, the people far away on Qianyuan Road began to test their auras.

The two of them felt mixed breaths coming in tentatively.

Gu Yucheng noticed Yang Huangye's aura first.

When Mo Zheng saw this, his soul condensed, and he was about to take action at the next moment when everyone was testing the incoming aura.

Gu Yucheng quickly stopped "Senior!"

Mo Zheng turned around and glared at Gu Yucheng.

Gu Yucheng suddenly didn't know what to say. His sect was being investigated, even if the sect was destroyed, he wouldn't be able to help but be angry.

However, looking at Gu Yucheng's silent look, Mo Zheng also slowly calmed down. The next moment, he sighed helplessly, "The sect that gave birth to me and raised me is being explored. I can stop it today, but I can't stop it forever..."

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Mo Zheng sighed and smiled bitterly, "Everything in the world is impermanent. Once you get used to it, you just think it's ordinary."

Looking at the lingering aura, Mo Zheng calmed down and laughed and cursed, "Damn it, even if I give up the inheritance of the main and guest sects, I will give it to someone who is worthy." - Yucheng, you know what this aura is like.

What's going on?"

Gu Yucheng

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He quickly replied, "Yuyang Temple discovered the ruins of the Host and Guest Gate, and invited all the families in the southern province to discuss how to distribute them. These auras are the families who arrived."

Mo Zheng recalled, "Yuyang Temple? It can be considered that we have some friendship with the host and guest..."

"Then do you know which of these families will not tarnish or bury the inheritance of my host and guest families?" Mo Zheng asked.

Gu Yucheng thought for a long time and replied, "Yes, there is a family that the younger generation knows - the Yang family in Anlong."

Mo Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you recommending someone close to you?"

Gu Yucheng was no longer silent at this time, looked directly at Mo Zheng and said firmly, "Recommend talents and do not avoid enemies or relatives.

Although I am close to the Yang family, I do not recommend them because of this. I know that seniors do not want the inheritance of the main and guest sects to be wasted in vain, and I will not deceive seniors!"

Mo Zheng looked at Gu Yucheng, his heart moved slightly.

"Although there is a feeling of nepotism, this guy is actually aboveboard." Mo Zheng thought in his mind.

"Then tell me, how can this Yang family be worthy of my inheritance?" Mo Zheng continued to ask.

Gu Yucheng then replied, "Juniors do not bully others. I have not had any specific contact with the Yang family as a whole. What I have contacted is only Yang Huang, the eldest son of Yang. - But there is one thing about the Yang family that makes the juniors think that it can be regarded as

White ice and green bamboo.”

Mo Zheng looked at Gu Yucheng and motioned for Gu Yucheng to continue speaking.

"Senior already knows about the Supreme, so he should also remember the Luoyang Li." Gu Yucheng said loudly, "The Luoyang Li was pursued by all the forces in the world during the formation of the sect's monopoly on cultivation.

Only a small number survived.

Some of them had fallen into the Luoyang calendar and fled back to Anlong Province. It was the Yang family that preserved the Luoyang calendar."

"In order to save Luo Yangli, the Yang family was framed, but they did not defend themselves, just to save Luo Yangli. - The Yang family's move can be said that white ice will not be stained, and green bamboo will not destroy the integrity! Therefore, the younger generation believes that,

If the inheritance of the main and guest sects is handed over to the Yang family, it will not be considered a humiliation."

Mo Zheng nodded slowly and looked into the distance.

"These are just the words of the Gu Yucheng family. Do I believe it or not..." Mo Zheng was struggling in his heart.

At this moment, the auras of Yang Huangyi and Yang Sifang were wandering around, plowing the ground into characters, slowly forming a line of characters.

"Juniors of the Yang family, please pay homage to our ancestors."

When Gu Yucheng saw it, he felt emotional.

Mo Zheng also saw that line of text. With Mo Zheng's cultivation level, he could confirm that Gu Yucheng did nothing.

In other words, this sentence was written spontaneously by the children of the Yang family.

Mo Zheng was deeply moved and sighed, "With such respect, I will not be ashamed of our ancestors."

When Gu Yucheng heard this, he knew that Mo Zheng had made a decision in his heart.

At this time, everyone in Yuyang Temple had withdrawn their breath from the formation.

Bai Haoyan and Xie Fengli both looked at Yang Huang and sneered in their hearts, "Who are you showing me this pretentious show? Why don't you bother me?"

Only Xuan Mo Chi's heart trembled slightly, feeling quite emotional.

Even Yuan Kan and Yuan Shu were filled with admiration in their hearts.

Yuan Kan looked at everyone and asked, "Now that everyone is ready, we can start. - Yuyang Temple, let Miaozhi and Miaojing be the representatives."

Xuan Mo Chi stepped forward, "Luo Huatai, let the two disciples behind me do it."

Xie Fengli smiled casually, "Xie family, I can do it alone." After hearing this, several disciples from behind the Xie family were reluctant but did not dare to refute.

As for the Bai family, it is Bai Haoyan and a descendant of the Bai family. The Yang family is naturally Yang Huangyi and Yang Sifang.

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So Miaozhi stepped forward, and Miaojing jumped behind him, arriving in front of the river.

One by one, everyone channeled their spiritual power, took out their swords, and sent them to the river.

The moment the sword entered the river, spiritual power began to nourish the withered lotus. The lotus bloomed, but after the sword passed by, it withered again.

When everyone perceives the formation, they already know that the two sides are easier to pass, and the middle is the most difficult.

But with Yuan Shu's words in front of them, everyone chose the river in the middle.

Everyone’s swords are also reflected in the ruins.

Every time the sword moves forward a little, the breath of everyone in the Zhugumen ruins also moves forward a little.

Upon seeing this, Mo Zheng pondered and said, "It seems that they want to divide them in this way."

Yang Sifang followed Yang Huang and kept moving forward. Beside him were Xie Fengli and Miaojing.

Xie Fengli looked at Yang Sifang's slightly unsteady look, snickered, then turned his spiritual power, and controlled the sword to pass by Yang Sifang's sword, and the hilt of the sword lightly hit Yang Sifang's sword tip.

Yang Sifang's breath suddenly became confused.

Upon seeing this, Yang Huangyi turned his sword around and came to Yang Sifang's sword to help Yang Sifang stop the trembling sword.

All this is in the eyes of everyone.

Yang Sifang looked at Yang Huangye worriedly. Yang Huangye stopped breathing and waved his hand, "It's okay. The rules talk about distance, not time. Continue." After saying that, he took up the sword again.

Inside the main and guest gate ruins, Mo Zheng saw that the Yang family's aura was disrupted by another aura, and turned to Gu Yucheng and asked, "Whose aura is this?"
To be continued...