After receiving the magic weapon and choosing the martial arts, the two major events on the first day of the entry came to an end. Wu Jie and his team came to the temple area on the side of Qingyang Mountain led by Taoist Priest Cang Yunzi.

Qingyang Mountain is a very spectacular mountain that is usually covered by magic, and mortals cannot see or touch it. The Niujiao Peak they climbed at the beginning was actually the entrance to this fairy mountain.

When the immortal casts a spell and opens the passage, a jade step will appear from the archway at the top of Niujiao Peak. Walking along the jade step, every step you take, the surrounding scenery will change once, which is about five or six steps, and everyone will be among the green mountains and green waters above the clouds and mist.

When I looked back, I was already confused and didn’t know where to come in and out.

At the foot of Xianshan Mountain are scattered fields, and the spiritual fields are uncultivated. Various spiritual herbs grow in a mess, and they all look like weeds. From the foot of the mountain, there are a large square, and there are many small bamboo and wood buildings arranged around the square, which are the monastery areas for disciples to live in.

If you continue up from the temple area, there are the main buildings in the door, mountain gates, warehouses, and various courtyard halls. The most spectacular and most eye-catching ones are naturally the Qingyang Temple Hall floating in the air, and the Zushi Hall, which emits thousands of white lights, although hidden in the shade of the trees.

Zushi Hall is the highest terrain among all the Qingyang School buildings, but it is still not yet reached the top of the mountain. Looking up from Zushi Hall, there is a lush forest of fairy woods, and then it suddenly turns into snow-white.

The entire Qingyang Mountain top seems to be a huge piece of white jade!

"Uncle Master, what does the large piece of white jade on the top of the mountain do? Doesn't our sect put such a huge piece of white jade on the top of the mountain? Don't you think it's a bit dazzling?" Wu Jie asked curiously.

Cang Yunzi smiled and obviously was not surprised by this question: "That is not the natural white jade, but the mountain was bombarded by infinite thunder when the ancestors of all generations passed through tribulation and ascended to the point."

When the disciples heard this, they were shocked and looked at the top of the White Jade Mountain in unison. Thinking about the scene where the ancestors of all generations used great powers to resist the bombing of infinite heavenly thunder, and finally successfully ascended to the heavenly palace through the tribulation. They couldn't help but fall in love with it.

The Qingyang Sect does not care much about the issue of superiority and inferiority. Among the disciples of the upper and lower generations, except for the three generations of Taishang, the ancestors, and the heads of the sect, who have lived in the quiet room of high places all year round, the remaining Dharma protectors and the entry-level disciples live in the meditation area. In fact, even the ancestors' residences are here, but they rarely come back.

From a distance, the temple area does not seem to be big, and it doesn’t seem to be able to accommodate many houses no matter how you look. But when you get closer, you find that there are spells here to cover it. In a large area of ​​green mountains and green waters, delicate and elegant buildings can be seen everywhere. However, if you look closely, you can find that some of them are blocked by colorful lights, while others are not covered by any cover.

"The light covers someone who has already moved in. You can choose any one that is uninhabited." Cang Yunzi pointed to the large civic area surrounding the big square and said, "But Wu Jie wants to live in the houses closest to the square, so that if you have something to do, you can react as quickly as possible. This is the honor and responsibility of every generation of great disciples."

After he said this, everyone noticed that there were only five small buildings close to the square, two of which were empty and three were covered with colorful light.

"The rule in our Qingyang Temple is that there are only five generations of disciples in the world. If the Taishang Patriarch is still there, no matter how many times it is recruited, it will only be the same generation." Cang Yunzi said, "You are very lucky. Last year, our Taishang Patriarch just ascended, so you are not the eighth batch of twenty-sixth generations of disciples, but the first batch of twenty-seventh generations of disciples... Wu Jie, the residences of the five great disciples are arranged in order, and your monastery is the second."

Wu Jie nodded slightly to express his understanding, and then asked curiously: "Uncle Master, was this place where the 22nd generation of ancestors lived?"

"That's right, but only the location has not changed. The house was rebuilt later - the house was refined into a top-grade magic weapon by the ancestor, and it was destroyed when he resisted the heavenly tribulation." Cang Yunzi's eyes showed a look of longing, "He returned to the eighth turn of the alchemy and ascended to the tribulation, and destroyed a total of twelve top-grade magic weapons."

Wu Jie didn't know what the concept of the twelve top-grade magic weapons were, but seeing that Luo Yu and An Ziqing changed color at the same time, An Ziqing blurted out, "This is too expensive!" The loss is probably amazing.

"That ancestor was able to practice the 'Nine Heavens Yuan Cauldron' as the master, and was able to use mountains and rivers as the tripods, connect the nine heavens' vitality, and cleanse all things into magic weapons. I don't know how many magic weapons I have made in my life, and I am known as the 'Duan Treasure'. Just twelve top-grade magic weapons are nothing to him."

Everyone couldn't help but admire it again - this is the privacy of Qingyang Temple. Not to mention that Luo Yu, an outsider, didn't know it, even An Ziqing, the disciple of Qingyang Temple, wouldn't have known it, because if it weren't for the careful and tight-lipped words at the beginning, how could he be approved to start his own business? He would never have spoken too much about these secret matters.

Cang Yunzi obviously didn't want to talk more about the ancestors, so he quickly changed the topic: "After you choose your residence, you go to the canteen on the left side of the miscellaneous warehouse for dinner. If you are interested, you can also go to the lecture hall on the other side to listen to the class."

"Although the lecture hall is a simple lecture for external disciples who have not been able to pass the introductory test, the lecture is simple and easy to understand. Among the disciples of this generation, you are the best at teaching and educating people. Even if you have the best skills, you will not waste time when listening to some basic things."

After saying all kinds of things that need to be explained, he took a step and left quickly with the wonderful means of shrinking the ground into an inch. Maybe he had something to do, too.

The disciples and others did not want to waste time. After saying goodbye, they left and chose their favorite residence.

Wu Jie was the only one who didn't need to choose a residence. He went directly to the small building with a plaque with a flame pattern hanging at the door as directed.

As soon as he walked to the door, a light flashed on the small building. The originally closed door opened automatically. A short but stout man came out and fell to the ground: "Subordinate 27 is the Yuan Ling of this bamboo building, pay homage to the master!"

Wu Jie was startled and after asking questions, he realized that these five bamboo buildings prepared for the eldest disciples were originally magic weapons, but they were not of high grade. Each bamboo building has Yuan Ling, which can handle some daily affairs on behalf of the owner - this is also a unique benefit for the eldest disciples of all generations.

It is said that this benefit is very practical, but Wu Jie couldn't help frowning - living in this bamboo building, wouldn't it mean that he was being monitored all day long? He was in the world of heavenly books, and if he accidentally leaked the news, he didn't know what big trouble would cause!

He was determined to change the room, but he couldn't think of any suitable reason, so he had to sigh... It seems that he would probably only enter the world of Heavenly Books after coming out of the mountain in the future.

The various utensils in the bamboo building inherit the usual style of Qingyang Temple. They are simple and exquisite, and they are very comfortable to live in. Erqi also said that although he does not know how to fight, he is good at housework and is good at washing and cooking. He can demonstrate it now...

Wu Jie felt that this guy must have been idle for many years and couldn't help but want to find something to do.

"Let's talk about it later. I'm going to the cafeteria first." Putting down the miscellaneous items, he ordered Erqi with regretful faces, and left the bamboo building and arrived at the cafeteria slightly behind.

The cafeteria is large, at least enough for thousands of people to eat together. However, it is very deserted at the moment, and only a few middle-aged people who may look like Erqi are sitting there in a daze.

He went in and asked, and it turned out that this canteen was also a magic weapon - and it was made by the ancestor who was good at refining magic weapons. It has been almost two thousand years since then.

These magic weapons, Yuanling and wisdom talents are above 27, and their cooking skills are even more amazing. Wu Jie just mentioned some ramen he had eaten before traveling through time during the conversation, and they made them with their experience. Although the seasonings are not rich enough and the taste is a bit monotonous, they are really chewy and smooth, which makes Wu Jie very satisfied!

"I didn't expect that after entering the Immortal Sect, I could even eat ramen!" He sighed in his heart, "It's so convenient to become an immortal!"

"It can also be eaten in the world of Heavenly Books." Jasmine immediately cleared the name of the treasure she boarded. "If you want to make things, these little guys are still far from it!"

"To eat a bowl of ramen, waste your energy... Do you think I am the foodie of the third brother?"

"What's wrong with foodies? If you have any opinions, you can fast!"

Du Ruo is unreasonable when it comes to food.

After eating a bowl of ramen, Wu Jie was in a good mood and hummed a small song to the lecture hall not far away.

Six outer disciples dressed in white were listening collectively here, and the one who gave them a lecture was a scholar in his fifties with slightly white temples. He was wearing a somewhat shabby long gown and looked like a down-and-out scholar who could be seen everywhere, but he had a sense of awesomeness on his body, which made people dare not underestimate him.

Wu Jie listened outside the door for a while and confirmed that this middle-aged man, who was probably Uncle Yi Yunzi, was indeed very good at giving lectures. He explained a ritual to cultivate the spirit and enrich his vitality clearly and clearly, so that people can understand it at first hearing that he is indeed the most professional talent in teaching and educating people!

Jiang An and others were hidden deep. Mr. Huntian had great magic power, San Yunzi was well-informed and knowledgeable, Yi Yunzi was simple and tempting... I thought about the ancestor who had made countless magic weapons mentioned by Cang Yunzi, and looked at the Baiyu Mountain where countless ancestors ascended through tribulation... He couldn't help but admire it deeply.

Qingyang Temple is indeed a true famous immortal family, and it is indeed full of talents!
Chapter completed!