Carriages were parked neatly on the official road, and the carriages were not pulled by horses, but by several common spiritual beasts in the world of cultivation. One of them was particularly luxurious, pulled by four spiritual beasts as white as snow.
This spiritual beast looks a bit weird. Its head looks like an eagle but not an eagle, like an owl but not an owl. It also has two long horns. Its fur is shiny and smooth. If you look closely, there are even some barbs on its wings. The entire carriage is full of thorns.
Made of thousand-year-old fragrant sandalwood, it was parked in the center of the motorcade like a crowd of people holding the moon in their arms.
Following the old man's order, the convoy drove up the official road. In the blink of an eye, the spiritual beast spread its wings and flew high. The carriage flew into the clouds and drove away quickly. Although the speed was fast, it was very smooth. Qin Xiao and several young people with quite good qualifications
Sitting in the same carriage, there was Mr. Zhou who had been causing trouble for him. He was the son of the lord of Tianfeng City, named Zhou Jian.
Zhou Jian has always been very unconvinced with Qin Xiao. He stared at Qin Xiao from time to time along the way, with a look that made him want to eat Qin Xiao alive. Qin Xiao sat quietly and ignored Zhou Jian's provocation.
The Tianxing Mountain Range is located hundreds of miles outside Youyun State, covering an area of tens of thousands of miles. Looking from a distance, the rolling mountains are like a giant dragon about to take off, standing tall and tall between the sky and the earth.
The peaks are majestic and towering, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist. Occasionally, a few white clouds wander around the mountains, covering these majestic mountains with a mysterious veil, like a fairyland on earth. Almost no one in the world knows it, and everyone knows it.
Just because the Chaoyang Sect, which has stood firm in the world of cultivation for millions of years, is located in this mountain range.
The Chaoyang Sect is one of the top sects in the world of cultivation in Canglang Continent. It has many disciples, including tens of thousands of inner disciples and hundreds of thousands of outer disciples. In every generation of the Chaoyang Sect, there have been countless stunning and stunning people.
In the world of cultivation in the Great Qin Empire, he has been the leader for many years, and has been admired by monks all over the world.
On this day, the carriage finally reached the foot of the Tianxing Mountains. As soon as he stepped off the carriage, Qin Xiao was shocked by the scene in front of him. The tall mountains were right in front of him, rising from the sky and towering, as if they had been there since ancient times.
It has always stood between heaven and earth.
Several streaks of light flashed through the air, and several young men in white came with swords. Against the background of the sunlight and the lingering clouds and mists in the mountains, they looked like gods descending to earth. Upon seeing this, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Yan Xing has seen you."
A few uncles!"
"Senior nephew Yan, you don't need to be polite." The young man at the head smiled lightly, "Senior nephew Yan escorted the selected disciples all the way. It was really hard."
"As for my uncle, it is Yan Xing's honor to work for the sect. I wonder where these uncles are going, but they are going down the mountain to do things?"
The young man smiled faintly and kept looking back and forth at the selected disciples behind him, "I heard that Junior Nephew Yan met a cultivation wizard when he came down the mountain this time. We were ordered by our respective masters to pick up this young junior brother and go up the mountain first."
When Yan Xing heard this, he immediately understood. It was probably that the elders on the mountain wanted to take him as their disciples when they heard about the good young talent. They were secretly envious of Qin Xiao's good life, thinking that he would still be called such a young man when he was so old.
All young disciples of the Chaoyang Sect, regardless of their age, must call the inner disciples of this generation their uncle.
Yan Xing started his career very early, and is actually one generation higher than this generation of disciples in terms of seniority. However, Yan Xing's qualifications are really not good. After joining the Chaoyang Sect for so many years, he has only barely reached the state of concentration, which is worthy of being transformed into a Taoist fetus.
After he worked carefully, he was finally valued by an elder from the outer sect and accepted as a registered disciple, specializing in helping manage some secular affairs. It happened that the elder from the outer sect was a disciple of the great elder of the inner sect. In this way, although he was older,
, but this seniority is not even a little bit low. With Qin Xiao's qualifications, he will definitely be accepted as a disciple by a certain elder. In this case, he will have to be called uncle.
In the Chaoyang Sect, there was a young man standing on a mountain path. He was holding a kitchen knife in his hand and he didn't know what he was thinking. Suddenly he saw a few streams of light flashing above his head. He turned around and looked over, wondering: "
If I am not blind, those people are the disciples of the second elder, third elder and sixth elder respectively. When did they have such a good relationship and gather together to bond with each other!"
"There seemed to be a person standing on Senior Brother Ma's flying sword just now. There have been rumors circulating around the mountain recently that there is a unique genius among the disciples recruited this time. Most likely it has something to do with it."
Thinking of this, a hint of cunning flashed in the young man's eyes. He turned around and strode back, passing through a large undulating sea of bamboo and walking into a palace. He bowed to the middle-aged man sitting in the main hall: "Master,
I heard that among the disciples recruited this time, there is a genius."
The middle-aged man was unmoved at all and gave a slight "hmm". The young man saw this and continued to light the fire: "He will probably be accepted as a disciple by the second uncle. Senior Brother Ma personally went to the mountain gate to pick him up..."
The middle-aged man suddenly stood up and disappeared into the room in a flash. The young man looked at the empty chair and laughed.
Several young people took Qin Xiao to a wide square. Qin Xiao's heart was beating violently. He had not yet recovered from flying high into the sky. When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his heart couldn't help but beat again.
The huge square is almost endless. In the middle of the square, there is a carved stone statue, which is a hundred feet high. An old man in robes, with a golden crown on his head and a long sword on his back, looks up into the distance. It is lifelike and powerful, as if it will happen at any time.
Riding on the clouds, anyone standing in this square can't help but feel insignificant.
Cross the square and walk straight along the stone steps made of white marble. After a while, a tall and solemn palace stands in front of you. A large plaque hangs in front of the main hall with the four words "Qianyuan Hall" written on it.
After walking through a hundred long steps and walking into the main hall, several young monks stepped forward and respectfully saluted the people sitting there, "See, the head master, master, uncles, disciples and others have brought us here."
"This is the body of the heavenly spirit that Yan Xing said!" The man sitting in the middle stood up. He was wearing a light blue robe, with a smile on his face, but he was looking for power, and the aura of a superior person was revealed without any comment.
, it is Feng Yuan, the leader of this generation of Chaoyang Sect.
He stretched out his hand to grab Qin Xiao's pulse gate, examined it carefully and looked happy, then injected a spiritual power into Qin Xiao's body, and suddenly laughed, "This Yan Xing's cultivation is not very good, but I didn't expect that he can see people very accurately.
He actually found such a good seedling by mistake, he is indeed the legendary body of heavenly spirit, so he should be rewarded well afterwards."
Seeing what Feng Yuan said, the elders at the top of the mountain looked at Qin Xiao even more intensely. They walked over one after another. Seeing the posture, they really wanted to take Qin Xiao apart and study it. Qin Xiao couldn't help lowering his head. One of them looked a little skinny.
The middle-aged person said: "Senior Brother, he is really the legendary body of heavenly spirit."
The person next to him also stretched out his hand to touch Qin Xiao's veins. After some exploration, he looked a little excited: "The bones are clear and the muscles and veins are open. Judging from the specialness of the muscles and veins in his body, and the speed of absorbing spiritual energy, it is different from what is recorded in the legend."
Not much."
"Yes, if ordinary people want to practice, they must first communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper their bodies, and the first step is to use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to open up the veins all over the body, so as to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to temper the roots of life.
It's flesh and blood, but not everyone can get through the most critical veins. Therefore, those people in the secular world can't take this step even if they spend their entire lives. The more the muscles and veins develop, the faster they can absorb spiritual energy. In the realm of heavenly spirit,
Every time he reaches a level, he spends countless hours developing his muscles and veins to reach the maximum level of physical training. This child was born with smooth veins, which is already ahead of most people. What's even more rare is that his muscles and veins are so expanded that he is simply born with training.
Genius."
When Feng Yuan said this, he began to regret in his heart. He and several elders gathered here just for the purpose of accepting disciples. In the past, if he had accepted disciples, except for the occasional interference from the Zhuhai lineage, the other lines would also be in peace.
Humility, but this child has extraordinary qualifications. Even he is a little moved. There will be some controversy later. However, he has already told several elders that he will not participate in the recruitment of disciples. Feng Yuan looked at Qin Xiao
, the more I look at it, the more I regret it, but he is the leader of a faction, how can he go back on his word?
"Brother, headmaster, I like this kid very much, so why not let him join my sect." The skinny middle-aged man spoke first. He was Wang Yuzhi, the sixth elder of the Chaoyang Sect.
"Junior brother Wang, when you accepted a disciple last time, you fell in love with the two brothers from Jinzhou. We senior brothers didn't fight with you. This time, you should give way to me no matter what you say. That Yan Xing is mine.
Disciple, it is my approval to be able to enter the Jingjing Pavilion and read all the books. Otherwise, how would he know about the body of the heavenly spirit? This child is destined to be with me, and it is most suitable for him to join my sect." The first elder Cheng Qingyun took the words and shook his head.
smiled.
As soon as he finished his words, he was refuted by another person, the third elder Zhou Xin said, "Senior Brother Cheng, according to what you said, this child is most destined to me. When Yan Xing entered the Jingjing Pavilion, it was I who recommended the book of heroes to him.
his."
The more he said this, the more outrageous he said it. If he continued like this, everyone would be related to this child. Maybe even the person who wrote this classic would be dragged out. The few young disciples waiting on the side were confused by the black line. It was just such a good thing.
Who doesn't want a seedling? When the child reaches great cultivation, their faces will also be bright.
"Brothers!" The seventh elder Le Li, who had been standing aside, said at this time: "Brother, my academic skills are not good. I know that my qualifications are limited. It has been difficult to break through in my cultivation over the years. I think I have stopped here. Everyone
Each of the senior brothers is the pillar of our Chaoyang Sect, with extraordinary strength and admiration from the other junior brothers. However, there are not many disciples under my sect who stand out. I only hope that a few senior brothers can give this son to my junior brothers. I will take him with me and teach him carefully.
It can be regarded as a sustenance, and I hope all the senior brothers will fulfill it."
This Leli is usually quite serious and unsmiling, but what he said was really clever. He first put a high hat on everyone, and then demeaned himself. He said it very politely. It was hard for a few people to say anything for a while, but none of these people were the same.
How could a human spirit be so easily distracted by a few words? Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly heard a crisp sound of clinking porcelain. They all turned their heads to look at Qin Xiao, who had been sitting peacefully on the chair since he appeared.
That person.
This person was Fang He, the second elder of the Chaoyang Sect. He was sitting leisurely on a chair, holding a cup of hot tea and tasting it slowly. Everyone choked on the words they were about to say. The world of cultivation has always respected the strong, and this Fang
Although He is only the second elder, his cultivation is outstanding. He was on par with the leader Feng Yuan back then. After keeping a low profile for so many years, his strength is even more difficult to discern. If he really had a fight with the leader, who would win and who would lose?
It's really hard to say, Fang He is usually very active, but today he was so abnormal, which made everyone feel that he was determined to win this apprentice, and their hearts beat loudly.
Fang He indeed had this plan. When he saw everyone looking at him, he knew it was his turn to appear. He smiled lightly, stood up and said: "In the past years, when I recruited disciples, I always let the brothers go first. There was never any argument. This time
It's my turn now."
When he spoke like this, everyone showed an expression that was indeed true. Fourth Elder Zeng Shoude was a little dissatisfied, "Senior Brother Fang, you have almost a thousand disciples, and you have the most disciples among us senior brothers."
"Having said that, senior brother, the disciples I accept every time are all leftovers from you. Most of them are crooked and cracked. Although there are many, there are only a few that are truly outstanding, but I really can't get rid of them."
What a mess! Several elders looked at the disciple who was carrying Qin Xiao up the mountain. This Ma Rulong was an outstanding disciple that Fang He sat down on. At a young age, he was already at the stage of concentrating on the Mahayana. Like this
He still has many disciples under his sect, but they are all crooked melons and cracked jujubes, so what are their disciples who are only at the Four Seas Realm?
Fang He didn't know what the elders meant, so he stepped forward with a smile and patted Qin Xiao on the shoulder: "Boy, what are you doing standing still? Why don't you kneel down and kowtow to your master?"
"Wait!" A soft shout came, and then a figure appeared in the hall like the wind. Before Qin Xiao could kneel down, he felt himself being trapped by a force, and his body involuntarily stood up straight.
The person who came was wearing a light gray gown, her hair was rolled up casually, her eyes were as black as ink, her nose was straight, her face was very handsome, and her whole body exuded an elegant aura. A few strands of hair were casually slid on the temples, adding to the beauty.
Although he is middle-aged, he does not look old. On the contrary, he has added a little more elegance to his elegance.
He stood tall in the hall, and without looking he clasped his fists at Feng Yuan as a salute. His eyes turned back and forth on Qin Xiao twice, "Is this a new disciple? He is about the same age as Bufan, why not let him follow me?"
Go to the Bamboo Sea so that you can be a companion to Bufan."
The smile on Fang He's face froze, he smiled dryly and pointed at Qin Xiao: "Junior brother Ning, you came just in time. This is my new disciple. I just happen to be here to pay my respects to your uncle, so as not to accidentally bump into him on the mountain in the future.
you."
"Hurry up and salute your fifth master uncle."
"Senior Brother Fang, what about your new disciple? This is obviously my disciple, why did you forget?"
Fang He couldn't hold back the smile on his face, "Junior brother Ning, when did he become your disciple? We have just made a decision to let this kid join my sect, and all the brothers and sisters have seen it."
"I didn't see it, Senior Brother Fang. Who doesn't know that you have nearly a thousand disciples, and you are the mainstay of our Chaoyang Sect. Junior brother, I am the worst off. There are only six disciples in my sect so far. It is not good to stand alone. No matter what, a hundred flowers must bloom.
This disciple can just join my sect."
"You didn't see it, who told you not to come?" Fang He gritted his teeth, "Junior brother Ning, if it's anything else, that's all. No matter what this disciple says today, he won't let you meet you."
"Senior Brother Fang, you are wrong. I am only a moment late, Junior Brother. How could you take away my disciple? This really makes me feel heartbroken."
Fang He suddenly choked up. His words were full of puns, and his smile hid a knife. Didn't he just tease Ning Zhiyang once during the apprenticeship ceremony? After so many years, even his apprentices began to accept apprentices, and they are still thinking about this. This person
They were a bit vindictive, and the expressions of the other elders were even weirder. They arrived late. Ning Zhiyang Bachi had no intention of coming, and his sudden appearance must have something to do with Fang He.
"Senior Brother Fang, I have accepted this disciple. A few years ago, I said that I would only accept seven disciples in my life. He is my close disciple." Ning Zhiyang said and grabbed Qin Xiao's shoulder. Fang He
If you don't want to, reach out and grab Qin Xiao's other arm.
"Old bastard, let go, why are you holding on to my disciple?" Ning Zhiyang scolded him directly, completely destroying his elegant aura. Qin Xiao was dumbfounded, but no one else in the hall was the same.
It’s strange, and I clearly think this is normal.
"You old guy, it's you who should let go." Fang He's anger boiled straight to his head, and he slapped Qin Xiao on the shoulder, "Why don't you kneel down and become my disciple!"
Qin Xiao was pressed by this force, as if there was a thousand kilograms of weight on his shoulders, and his legs bent involuntarily. Ning Zhiyang grabbed Qin Xiao's collar and grabbed him like a chicken, "You are not allowed to bow.
You can only worship me."
"Why, you bastard, if you don't let me go, I won't be polite."
Fang He's left hand was stuck on Qin Xiao's shoulder. No matter how fast Ning Zhiyang was, he couldn't escape his control. His right hand suddenly pointed towards Ning Zhiyang's wrist.
"Use whatever you have, no need to be polite!" Ning Zhiyang did not lag behind at all. He fended off Fang He's attack with his right hand like a swimming fish. At the same time, he turned sideways and bumped into each other. This move was quite clever, not only knocking Qin Xiao away from him.
Fang He took it away in his hand and knocked Fang He away. Fang He was not slow at all. The moment he was hit, he immediately let go of his hand. Without seeing him move, he suddenly appeared in front of Qin Xiao, with his left hand
Still clinging to Qin Xiao's shoulder, he said with a sullen face: "Junior Brother Ning, can't you just go against me? Every time you recruit a disciple and it has something to do with me, you have to come and cause trouble."
"Senior Brother Fang, you don't have to be polite. Once I accept this last disciple and recruit more disciples in the future, it doesn't matter how much trouble you want to make with me." Ning Zhiyang caught Qin Xiao, leaving no room for negotiation.
Fang He's face turned black with anger, and his hands didn't stop when the two of them were talking. Now Qin Xiao was unlucky. He was pulled by his arms from left to right, legs from the right, raised his head and kicked, and from time to time he would hit him.
He did a 360-degree somersault, his bones almost fell apart, and there were stars in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Ning, what do you want?"
"You old bastard, if you want to fight, I'll help you!"
"Just hit me, I'll teach you a lesson today, you bastard!"
I knew this would happen. When these two people met, they would not only quarrel but also fight. Feng Yuan rubbed his temples and felt a little headache.
Fang He and Ning Zhiyang suddenly shone with light, glaring at each other eagerly. Qin Xiao's open mouth had not been closed since Ning Zhiyang appeared. Seeing the light shining on the two of them, his jaw almost dropped.
Suddenly, the two of them flew out of the Qianyuan Hall with Qin Xiao on their backs. Everyone saw this and walked out quickly. Several young disciples followed behind with expressionless faces. They were obviously not surprised by this scene. However, the way they looked at Qin Xiao
, there is some pity anyway.
Ning Zhiyang looked at Fang He coldly and waved his hand. Suddenly, countless flames appeared out of thin air in the sky. The surrounding temperature suddenly increased. The blazing flames seemed to be alive, flying up and down in the void.
"You think you are the only one who can!" Fang He snorted coldly, his whole body was filled with light, the air was filled with water vapor, and the ice blades were filled with cold air. Under the reflection of sunlight and flames, they shone with colorful luster.
For a moment, flames danced in the sky, a faint light appeared, and explosions were heard from time to time. Waves of hot and cold air flew everywhere. It was really a world of ice and fire.
Qin Xiao's eyes were dizzy from the torment, and he suddenly found himself in mid-air. He screamed in fear. Before he could recover, he saw an ice blade hitting his head, followed by a ball of flames. His face was pale and he was struggling.
He was trying to do something, but fortunately, when the ice blade and flames were about to hit Qin Xiao, they were blocked by a transparent barrier and flew back.
The fight between Fang He and Ning Zhiyang became more and more unpleasant. Suddenly, they both let go. Qin Xiao fell from the void and let out a scream.
Feng Yuan immediately took a step forward and waved his hand to catch Qin Xiao with a soft spiritual power. Seeing that the two of them were still going to take action, he lowered his face and scolded: "Stop, you are an elder of the same lineage, and you are standing in front of the Qianyuan Hall.
What kind of etiquette is there to fight? If the news spreads, the world will see the joke of our Chaoyang Sect. Junior Brother Ning has the least number of disciples, so this child belongs to his name."
"Thank you, Senior Brother, Senior Brother. I will take my leave first!" Ning Zhiyang laughed a few times and led Qin Xiao away from the Qianyuan Hall. Before leaving, he glanced at Fang He provocatively. Fang He was so angry that he only blew his beard.