Hearing what Mr. Huo said, Rong Que turned his head to carefully observe the fog in front of him, frowned, and said in a nattering voice: "It's nothing special. This Bitao Sect is really hidden."
"Brother Rong Que, what are you talking about? What are you hiding?" Wang Er saw Rong Que acting a little strange, so he came over and asked curiously.
"It's nothing, I just think this inner door seems to be very powerful, so I was a little surprised." Rong Que smiled slightly and answered slowly.
At this moment, Huo Huang had finished her gesture. A moment after she stopped her hand, the fog in front of her slowly parted, revealing a path that was only accessible to one person.
After doing this, Huo Huang exhaled, raised his hand to wipe his moist forehead, turned around and glanced at the group of people behind him indifferently, and said: "Follow me, don't rush in, otherwise I will die.
in spite of."
After saying that, he turned around and walked into the passage. At this time, all the outer disciples turned their attention to Rong Que. Since the end of the martial arts competition, Rong Que seemed to have become their backbone, like a leader.
, the strength and ability are comparable to the two giants Congxun and Yang Shun. Personality and behavior have always been low-key. He is a very good person. He always smiles at the people around him and communicates well. He immediately captured everyone's hearts.
Rong Que, who suddenly became the center of attention, was a little stunned. After a moment, he smiled bitterly, glared at Wang Er who was secretly covering his mouth and laughing, shrugged, and was the first to lift his steps and chase after Huo Huang.
Next is Ximen Xue, and then Wang Er. These three people have not lost a single match since the beginning of the conference, and their opponents are all extraordinary. Their shots are gorgeous and fast. Some of the remaining people are still in the final challenge.
The replacement disciples, including Kang Cheng, Cong Xun and Tang Qiaochun, can only look at Rong Que and their backs from afar in the back, sighing at their strength.
Stepping into the mist, the surroundings were completely white, with only the shadow of Huo Huang in front of them vaguely guiding them forward. After a while, the group finally passed through the mist.
The moment he walked out of the mist passage, Rong Que's first feeling was that the spiritual energy here was so rich that it was like water mist in the air. It automatically penetrated into his body without meditating. This was a bit embarrassing for Rong Que.
, the monsters in his Dantian cannot touch the Dao spiritual energy, otherwise it will be another massacre, either Rong Que will kill them all, or the Bitao Sect will send experts to wipe Rong Que away.
Just when Rong Que was worrying about this matter, Huo Lao's voice appeared: "Master, don't worry, the old slave can release the power of his soul to absorb the spiritual energy that penetrates into your body. This will not trigger the monsters, but also allow
The old slave’s soul power is recovering slowly.”
"This is very good, but this way you won't be discovered by others, right?" Rong Que also thought this was a good idea, but after a moment he frowned and asked worriedly.
"As long as I act carefully and don't reveal too much aura, I can avoid others' perception." Huo Lao seemed to have thought of this problem a long time ago and said it calmly.
Nodding, Rong Que smiled slightly. In this case, Huo Lao could recover a little, and he would feel better in his heart. For such a long time since the Fire Demon Mountain Range got the demon fire, Huo Lao has always been paying for him. Maybe
Huo Lao didn't feel any discomfort, but Rong Que felt extremely unnatural in his heart. He was a person who repaid kindness. Even if others didn't care, he still had to do something.
While Rong Que and Huo Lao were talking, all the outer disciples had already passed through the passage, and were immediately shocked by the richness of the spiritual energy inside. Rong Que was a physical training master and probably didn't need much spiritual energy, so he didn't feel much, but
The outer disciples here are basically Qi practitioners, and their need for spiritual energy cannot be ignored. As soon as they came out of the passage, many people couldn't help but sit cross-legged and start practicing.
After solving the problem of spiritual power, Rong Que felt much better. He raised his head and looked at the mountain peak at the inner gate. He was attracted by the beautiful scenery in front of him. It was a scenery like a painting scroll by a famous artist. The mountain peak
Towering into the clouds, the misty clouds and mist seem to have spiritual intelligence and are constantly wandering between the mountains. It is like a light fairy from nine heavens who comes here to play. The distant peaks have been blocked by the mist.
The rough outline is revealed, and it looks extremely mysterious. One or two white cranes fly in the sky, and a few cranes are heard. This kind of scene instantly pulls Rong Que into the artistic conception of immortality.
There were several mansions vaguely located on the nearby mountain peaks. They were also shrouded in clouds and mist, and felt like a fairy mansion. Rong Que looked at them, feeling as if he was obsessed and enlightened, and there was something vaguely out of body in his body.
When we came out, we visited this vast beautiful scenery together with the clouds and mist between the mountains.
After passing through the passage, Huo Huang stood aside and quietly observed the changes in everyone. When she saw some people sitting cross-legged, she shook her head gently and thought with disdain: "These outer doors
Disciples really only look at what is in front of them. Although spiritual energy is good, there are things that are countless times better than spiritual energy. Back then, I just didn’t know how to cherish it, and I lost an opportunity to ascend in strength."
He casually glanced in the direction of Rong Que, and was suddenly shocked. His eyes widened, and he muttered to himself incoherently: "This, this is the artistic conception. How is it possible? Doesn't he want to absorb the spiritual energy?"
After a while, Huo Huang slowly exhaled, put away his shocked expression, and returned to his original cold appearance. He turned his head to look at the mountain scenery at the inner gate, and thought with some pity in his heart: "If I had him back then,
If you are so open-minded, maybe now the core disciples also have a place for me!"
Huo Huang's strength is not weak, and she was also ranked high in the martial arts competition back then. However, after entering the inner gate and worshiping the mountain, she realized what a stupid thing she had done after passing through the passage.
No matter what, as long as you enter the inner gate, there is plenty of spiritual energy, but the scene in front of you cannot be felt at any time. When the surrounding spiritual energy suddenly becomes several times richer, while looking at the scenery of the inner gate peaks, there is a small chance that
The strength will increase by leaps and bounds. The layout of the inner mountain peak was designed by the first-generation sect leader himself. A ray of his soul is hidden in it. If you can understand it, your strength will increase by leaps and bounds. If you can't understand it, you can only rely on your own efforts.
After Wang Er absorbed the spiritual power, he smiled happily. He looked up at Rong Que and felt that he was weird. Just as he was about to go up to chat, Huo Huang grabbed his arm and shook his head.
, said softly: "If you don't want him to breed inner demons, don't disturb him. He is comprehending something very ethereal."
When Huo Huang said this, Wang Er immediately stopped and turned his gaze towards Rong Que. Looking closely, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be a mist surrounding Rong Que's body, and his whole person felt like he was out of the world.
After watching for a moment, Wang Er freed his arm from Huo Huang's hand and walked towards Rong Que. Just when Huo Huang was about to grab him again, he sat cross-legged next to Rong Que, with his back to Rong Que and his face outward.
, to protect the law.
Huo Huang's footsteps suddenly stopped, frowned, and walked towards Rong Que. He sat cross-legged on the other side of him, closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing to protect Rong Que.
At this time, Ximen Xue had also absorbed enough spiritual energy. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw this strange scene. He looked at Rong Que again, as if he was comprehending something, smiled slightly, stood up and came to Rong Que's side.
, sat cross-legged and became the third protector of Rong Que.
The three of them formed a triangle, protecting Rong Que within them. None of these people knew that Rong Que felt that he was already above the sky, looking down at the entire land of the inner gate of Bitao Sect, with clouds and mist flying around him.
White cranes, the sound of cranes kept coming, as if the white cranes could see Rong Que, not only welcoming but also roaring.
When Rong Que saw the land of the inner gate, on one of the thousands of peaks in the inner gate, in a pavilion, two old men were playing Go. One of them was forcing Rong Rong to play Go in Kuedou City that day.
The old man with a long beard who was short of wine grinned, held a black piece and pressed it into the chessboard, saying: "Brother, you lost again!"
"You! Every time I play chess with you, you don't let me take any points. You imitate the third junior brother and let me play one or two moves every time." Sitting opposite the old man with a long beard is a fairy-like Taoist.
A middle-aged man with a white beard and hair, his face is miraculously wrinkle-free, but his voice is unusually old.
"Brother Sect Master, what do you think of me as a disciple?" the bearded old man said with a smile while collecting the black stones on the chessboard.
That's right, the middle-aged man with an immortal spirit in front of him is the mysterious master of Bitao Sect, Bi Tian, and the old man with a long beard is his second junior brother, the master of Lianxin Peak and the master of Leiling Peak.
Senior brother.
Glancing at the happy face of the bearded old man, Bi Tian smiled helplessly and said, "It's a pity that you dragged me away."
"What a shame! I'm telling you, I'm going to decide between these two, whether you like it or not!" The old man with a beard twisted his face as if he was unhappy.
"Give it! You've already asked, can I not give it to you? Besides, they are not the only two good prospects. I think Wang Er is also good. You don't want this." Bi Tian seemed to be interested in this.
The junior brother was obedient and immediately spoke.
Hearing what Bi Tian said, the old man with a beard laughed. He put away the sunspots on the chessboard and glanced up at the roof. His eyes seemed to have penetrated the roof and onto Rong Que's illusory body in the sky, which seemed a bit...
anxious.
Bi Tian looked at his anxious expression, smiled slightly, and said: "Don't worry, don't you trust my inner sect? It's absolutely safe and there will be no accidents. Besides, it has the soul protection of a generation of sect masters."
, this kid has definitely gained a lot.”
"Who said I was worried? Who? Who? Forget it, let the children play. Let's play another game. This time, for your sake, I will give you two moves." The old man with a beard tried hard to hide it.
Feeling nervous in his heart, he immediately collected the chess pieces on the board, smiled at Bi Tian, and spoke slowly with the expression of a Go master.