As the wind from the distant mountains blows, crystal ripples emerge.
"The inheritance place of Qinglian Sword Sect?"
Standing on the edge of the green lake, Fairy Mingyue's face became extremely solemn.
"Even though he is a descendant of the Qinglian Sword Sect, he is just a true immortal."
Having said this, Fairy Mingyue looked at the deserted woods with a cold expression.
"As expected, sister has a sharp eye and has never deceived you."
The moment the former looked at her, he saw that under the big green tree, Wanwan, who was supposed to have stepped into the green lake, actually appeared in front of Fairy Mingyue intact.
"You can only call me sister if you win the battle?"
Seeing Wanwan's words of weakness, Fairy Mingyue's face became even colder.
"You took things too far."
"What's too much?"
Seeing that Fairy Mingyue seemed to want to take action at the slightest disagreement, Wanwan actually advanced instead of retreating and walked straight over.
"Sister, you should know that what I have left here is just a clone to send messages."
"How much do you know about Qinglian Sword Sect?"
Hearing this, Fairy Mingyue just said lightly.
“Don’t know much”
Having said this, Wanwan's clone saw an invading ice appear in the surrounding space at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Although I don't know much, I do know that once the trial of Qinglian Sword Sect starts, there will be different arrangements based on different cultivation levels.
As long as there are existences below saints, there will be different levels. Only when the conditions are met can you advance to the next step."
"That is to say, if I go in, I will start from the quasi-sage."
Hearing this, Fairy Mingyue's eyes moved and she spoke.
"Theoretically, that's the case. The premise is that you have the corresponding swordsmanship."
Having said this, Wanwan's clone said with a smile.
"If not, everything needs to start from scratch."
"Aside from the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Sect, what else is there? As far as I know, you are not proficient in swordsmanship.
Since it is a trial, it naturally involves certain dangers."
Fairy Mingyue was not concealed by the superficial situation and just asked calmly.
"Oh, my true self is in trouble inside."
As she said these words, Fairy Mingyue saw that the clone of Wanwan in front of her suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into dots of light.
"If, sister, you go in successfully and come out sanctified, then I will not compete with you for this person again."
Listening to the words that came when the light dissipated, Fairy Mingyue frowned. After leaving a clone here to wait, she also stepped straight into the green lake.
"Senior sister, clone?"
After a moment, as a ray of light fell, Yao Guang's figure emerged from it.
"My true self has entered the pursuit of Mu Wanwan, and I need to leave some things to you."
"Sister, if you have any questions, you might as well speak up."
Hearing these words, Yao Guang's eyes moved, and after taking a look at the green lake in front of him, he said in a deep voice.
"You can go back to the sect and check if there are other places where the Qinglian Sword Sect has a trial.
If my prediction is correct, there should be many people in the Eastern Wasteland and even in the other three regions of Tianji Prefecture who will step into the trial.
I need you to find out the detailed information. In addition, the trial of Qinglian Sword Sect will only start every one hundred thousand years.
Therefore, you also need to help me find out whether there was anyone who entered and came out smoothly one hundred thousand years ago.
How many people are coming out?"
"no problem."
Hearing Fairy Mingyue's words, Yao Guang's face became more solemn.
Therefore, when the clone of Fairy Mingyue began to turn into bits of crystal white light, a trace of anxiety could not help but appear in her eyes.
"Sister, how confident are you this time?"
"Return Sanctified."
As these words fell, Fairy Mingyue's clone completely dissipated in front of Yao Guang.
"Qinglian Sword Sect, a trial once in a hundred thousand years?"
Seeing Fairy Mingyue disappearing, Yao Guang looked at the lake in front of her, and her mind suddenly became confused.
Obviously he was just listening to the book happily, and then he picked up a talented young junior for the sect.
But why did everything so good suddenly turn into this?
"I have a headache. Does Mu Wanwan still think that a storyteller can obtain all the inheritance of the Qinglian Sword Sect and then become a saint from a little true immortal in one fell swoop?"
Having said this, Yaoguang glanced at the lake in front of him again, then jumped up and roared towards the Lingxu Cave.
The moment she flew up, she saw that the originally sparkling lake seemed to have lost a strange luster at this moment, as if the door of trial here had been completely sealed.
"I told my senior sister a long time ago that we can just kidnap him."
As this thought emerged, Yao Guang's figure flashed in the air for a few times before completely disappearing into the sky.
The Eastern Wasteland is a place within a hundred thousand miles of mountains.
Among these rolling mountains, there is a sect that, although it is not one of the top ten holy sects in the Eastern Wasteland, is still very important, the Tianjian Sect.
At this moment, between a mountain peak that looked like a sharp sword reaching into the sky, the head of the Tianjian Sect pointed at the thin line of sky within the Sword Mountain and said.
"Those who pass through Jian Mountain can enter the gate of Jian Sect!"
As these words fell, each of the disciples at the foot of the mountain immediately turned into dazzling sword lights and whizzed away like stars in the sky.
However, they had just approached Sword Mountain when a majestic sword energy suppressed them.
Under the suppression of this sword energy, one after another Heavenly Sword disciples were like dumplings being thrown out of the pot, knocked down by the sword light and knocked unconscious to the ground.
However, there were more than ten people who successfully resisted the majestic sword energy and passed through the sword gate.
In an ordinary farmhouse, there was a young child, holding up a branch in his hand and gesturing from time to time in the small courtyard.
Accompanied by the panicked sound of roosters crowing, the girl with braids used branches as swords and danced more and more happily.
Suddenly, the woman's foot slipped and hit an ordinary stone among the branches.
Buzz!
But I saw a layer of ripples like water waves rippling on the stone, and the woman disappeared in an instant.
"Yunxiao Sect, if I don't die today, I, Xiao Yan, will definitely come back to take revenge."
In a cave paradise, a wounded young man looked at the people who were chasing him. Although he was extremely desperate, he still gritted his teeth and jumped under the cliff.
Just as he was about to be strangled to pieces by the fierce wind in the cliff, suddenly there was a flash of light on one side of the rock wall, swallowing the man inside.
Either they are prepared, or they are unprepared, or they do it deliberately, or they do it randomly, from the sect of the Holy Land to the ordinary people.
On this day, one after another creatures disappeared in Tianji Province and gathered in the trial of Qinglian Sword Sect.