Yangshanyuan, also known as Yangshan Secret Realm, is located on a golden top. The secret realm suspended in the air is less than ten feet high from the top of the mountain.

The scenery is beautiful and the source of energy is compelling.

Beside the flying waterfall of Yangshan Academy, a group of middle-ranking disciples gathered together and were chatting. The topic was the news about the earth box event that had been recently spread by the sect.

Yan Jiuling originally had no idea of ​​joining the group chat, but while chatting with the middle-ranking disciples who were similar to him, they came up with the topic of who is most likely to be the first batch of candidates for the Tao Trial, and began to give examples of sects

The internally renowned sixth-turn master said this was good and that was good, and Yan Jiuling thought of the classic battle in front of Canghai Palace a few days ago.

Unable to restrain himself for a moment, Yan Jiuling joined in, and then he made the strange-sounding remarks he made earlier.

At the foot of the waterfall, a bloated sixth-level disciple with a face as big as a bag turned his head and bared two rows of teeth at Yan Jiuling in disdain.

"Yan Laojiu, are you making up stories again? The Fourth Transformation Realm has just broken away from the title of lower disciple. Can you be compared with Qing Yunyi, Senior Brother Hua and Senior Brother Mo? Stop talking nonsense."

Several disciples sitting around the Feiliu Waterfall burst into laughter and laughed at Yan Jiuling for speaking nonsense.

It’s no wonder that there are two different realms between the fourth and sixth revolutions. There are nearly two hundred thousand years of spiritual practice between them.

Can four turns be compared to six turns?

It's a huge difference.

Another woman followed up and spoke up: "You're right, Junior Brother Yan. When you write a story, you have to be reasonable. Could it be that you have damaged your brain to say such nonsense?"

A young man joined in and said: "If you ask me, those who can be selected to explore the path must be at the peak of rank six, and they must be the best in this realm. Only our senior brother Huang Feihe can compete with several senior brothers.

With a lower level of ability, rank four? I’m afraid I’m not even worthy of carrying the shoes of several senior brothers.”

"Ha ha……"

The crowd burst into laughter again, with disdain in their eyes.

Yan Jiuling felt that his old face was burning, but it was not shame, but anger. These people did not believe what he said.

Recalling that day in front of Canghai Palace, the young man raised his hand to fight against the masters of Rank 8 and Rank 9, Yan Jiuling couldn't help but said: "Humph, if you had witnessed with your own eyes the amazing talent and beauty of Junior Brother Feng Jueyu that day in Canghai Palace,

The means will definitely not be as ignorant as they are now."

"Methods, how powerful can a low-ranking disciple of Rank 4 be?"

Yan Jiuling argued: "Of course there is, but people like you would never have dreamed that Junior Brother Feng Jueyu could keep pace with the eight formation masters of our sect, and could also control the famous Thousand Machines Thunder Formation. I witnessed him with my own eyes

Killed a rank-9 expert from Hongyan Sect and several rank-8 masters."

"Bah..."

After hearing this, the fellow student with a face as big as a bag spat directly on the ground, completely in disbelief: "You are going to kill the masters of the eighth and ninth ranks, why don't you say that he can kill the gods."

The woman laughed so hard that her delicate body trembled: "Yan Laojiu, I'm afraid you are drunk after eating Zuixin Xianqiong, and you keep talking nonsense in your mouth."

Everyone laughed and thought Yan Jiuling was a lunatic.

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man in yellow robe passed by.

This man has a seven-foot tall figure, sharp facial features, and is not angry or powerful.

He was riding a tall, blue-maned beast with shiny fur. This beast was as huge as a wildebeest, with four hooves shaped like silver clouds, and was extremely handsome.

The middle-aged man was riding on the divine beast, followed by a dozen middle-ranking disciples with high levels of cultivation. They were all in high spirits, and like stars over the moon, they walked past everyone surrounded by the middle-aged man.

"Hey, look, it's Senior Brother Huang Feihe here."

"I've met Senior Brother Huang."

"Senior Brother Huang, where are you going?"

When everyone saw the middle-aged man in yellow robe approaching majestically, they all stood up and saluted, which showed that this man's status in Yangshan Court was not low.

The stalwart middle-aged man in yellow robe showed an easy-going smile and hugged his fists at everyone: "Junior brothers, are you taking a rest here? I want to go to the Nine Spirits Fairyland."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and the man with a face as big as a bag seemed to have guessed something, and he pretended to be witty and said: "Is it possible that Senior Brother Huang is asking for the three true scriptures of the Nine Spirits?"

Before the middle-aged man in Huangpao could speak, a young woman next to him smiled sweetly and said: "Fat Lin, I didn't expect to have some eyesight. Senior Brother Huang is preparing for a three-month battle. He will go to the Nine Spirits Fairyland to ask the elders for Lingxia.

The secret book of Haorishu."

Everyone hissed and seemed to be greatly shocked. Fatty Lin said: "Oh, as far as I know, if you want to practice the Lingxia Haori Technique, you must first practice the Eight Immortals Soaring Cloud Secret Technique to the perfect state before you can comprehend it.

Magic skills, I didn’t expect Senior Brother Huang to have mastered the Eight Immortals’ Secret Technique of Soaring Clouds to perfection, I’m very happy and congratulated.”

The middle-aged man in yellow robe seemed very low-key: "Junior brother Lin is so complimentary, it's just a fluke."

The young woman was a die-hard fan of Huang Feihe, and said: "The Eight Immortals' Secret Technique of Soaring Clouds is nothing. Senior Brother Huang has proven this secret technique many years ago, and last year he began to study the introductory techniques of Lingxia Haori Technique.

, has reached the level of being familiar with it, and this time, Senior Brother Huang went there for the middle part and the second part of Lingxia Haori Technique."

"This...Senior Brother Huang has already started practicing the Lingxia Haori Technique?"

Everyone was shocked again, and this time, even Yan Jiuling was incredulous.

He knows that the Lingxia Haori Technique is one of the top ten inherited magical arts in the Nine Spirits Fairyland. To practice this technique, one must first practice one of the extremely advanced techniques, the Secret Technique of the Eight Immortals and Soaring Clouds, to perfection.

, only then are you qualified to understand Lingxia Haori’s method.

This Huang Feihe is indeed worthy of being the leader of Yangshan Academy.

At this point, Fatty Lin suddenly glanced at Yan Jiuling and said: "Senior Brother Huang came just in time. We are talking about the earth box event in half a year. Everyone is talking freely about who is most likely to stand out in the fight, but Senior Brother Yan just said

It means that there is a fourth-level person in our sect who is extremely talented and may stand out in the battle. Even comparing this person with Qing Yunyi, Hua Xueyang, and Mo Wen, I don’t know if it is just a matter of brains.

You got wet and you said such nonsense."

As Fatty Lin spoke, he turned around to face Yan Jiuling and sneered: "Yan Laojiu, do you think the amazingly talented person you talk about can compare with Senior Brother Huang?"

Yan Jiuling stopped talking, but when he thought of Feng Jueyu's behavior in the Aomori ruins, he did not dare to offend Huang Feihe. At the same time, he was a little unconvinced and said: "Senior Brother Huang is definitely the leader of our generation, and Yan does not dare to say nonsense.

But Junior Brother Feng is indeed an extraordinary person, I personally saw him single-handedly kill Wu Shizhen of the Red Smoke Sect at the Aomori Ruins."

Wu Shizhen?

Everyone obviously knew that it was Wu Shizhen, but when Yan Jiuling said that the former was killed by a fourth-level god, no one believed him.

Fatty Lin was startled at first, then laughed loudly and said: "Yan Laojiu, I think you are really seriously ill. You can still say such nonsense."

"Forget it if you don't believe me." Yan Jiuling was also very angry.

At this time, Huang Feihe looked over and said with no strange expression on his face: "Junior Brother Yan, do you think Wu Shizhen was killed by a fourth-level god?"

"Yes, I saw it with my own eyes."

Huang Feihe pursed his lips and laughed disdainfully, refusing to comment.

The young woman said: "Yan Jiuling, you really dare to brag. Although Wu Shizhen is not as good as Senior Brother Huang, he is also a leader in the peak of the sixth rank in the Red Smoke Sect. How could he be killed by a fourth rank god?

Don't talk nonsense here."

Huang Feihe waved his hand and said, "Junior Sister Yinling, that's all, we have important things to attend to, so we can't stay for a long time."

With that said, Huang Feihe looked at Yan Jiuling and said: "Junior Brother Yan, the junior brother you mentioned is a disciple of which secret realm. If there is a chance, I would like to meet him for a while."

"Xiaoxiang Courtyard, Feng Jueyu..."

"Okay, I remember."

After saying that, Huang Feihe left with his men, not taking this matter to heart at all.

After walking a short distance, the young woman said angrily: "Brother, do you really take Yan Jiuling's words seriously?"

Huang Feihe smiled and said: "The earth box grand meeting is about to be held, and the five major sects are surging. All kinds of crooked melons and cracked jujubes will surface. People with mediocre qualifications like Yan Jiuling did not get much attention in the past, so they made up nonsense.

It’s normal for nonsense to attract attention, so don’t take his words to heart.”

After hearing this, the young woman sighed and said seriously: "That is, in our Tiangang Sect, apart from the brothers and sisters who are true disciples, the only people who can be seen by Senior Brother Huang are Hua Xueyang and Mo Wen.

Killing someone in the fourth realm to kill someone in the sixth realm, I really don’t know what it means.”

Huang Feihe smiled and walked forward without answering.

Not long after walking out, I saw streaks of skylight in the direction of Beifengtai.

Huang Feihe hurriedly tightened the reins of the sacred beast and looked up, saying, "The brothers and sisters who went to the Night Demon Realm are back. Let's go and have a look."

…

In Xiaoxiang Courtyard, not long after Feng Jueyu came back, he saw Protector Jiayu running out in small steps.

The purple haze skirt that was trailing to the ground was blown up by the strong wind, flying high behind her. Jiayu's silk-embroidered face was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her eyes looked excited and anxious.

"Sister Jiayu, where are you going?"

"Ah? Junior Brother Feng, you're back. Come on, Senior Sister Landlord is back. Let's go and greet you."

Not far away, Ning Ning ran over. Before she had a chance to follow Feng Jueyu and ask about her experience at the Aomori ruins, she saw Feng Jueyu and Jia Yu running out in a hurry.

"Senior brother, senior sister, where are you going?"

"Senior Sister Realm Master has returned triumphantly, let's go to welcome her."

Tens of breaths later, many disciples from Xiaoxiang Academy ran out one after another and went to the foot of Beifeng Terrace to wait for the return of Yun Moxian, Yan Luo and Jiayan.

…

An hour later, everyone gathered in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and started talking.

Jiayu said: "Congratulations to Senior Sister Realm Master on your triumphant return. Senior Sister Realm Master, your trip to the Night Demon Realm to defeat the Seven-Finger Demon King went smoothly."

"It's okay..."

Yun Moxian is still so aloof and stunning, but after returning from a long distance, her expression is inevitably a little haggard.

"It's not bad. This time, our unit was supposed to have another battle in the Daqiao Forest in Guilong Mountain. However, we received an emergency transfer order from the sect. Before the battle started, our unit was transferred from the battlefield. Now,

The senior sisters from Qingliyuan are on top."

…

Night Demon Realm, Leng Yueshen Peak...

The Seven-Fingered Demon King ordered to a close confidant: "I have found out the news about Yun Moxian. She is following the Maohe tribe under Xiao Guo in the Daqiao Forest area. Please bring people there. Don't

I will capture Immortal Yun Mo alive for this king."
Chapter completed!