The six-man sword flying was extremely fast, but even so, it took them seven full days to reach the main place of the Cultivation Conference, the largest sect in the world of Cultivation - Xianling Mountain.
The venue for the ten-year cultivation conference is held alternately in the mountains where the three sects are located, and this year it happened to be the turn of Xianling Mountain.
Qinghong took his daughter and disciples and landed at the foot of Xianling Mountain far away. Instead of flying with a sword, he went directly up. This is the rule of the cultivation world. In order to show respect, all cultivators went to the territory of the three sects of the cultivation world.
Everyone has to climb the mountain on foot. Those who do not follow the rules have long been blocked by the mountain guard formation halfway up the mountain.
Xianling Mountain is not very high, but walking all the way up is still very difficult for two five-year-old children, especially Qingling. She is the most ordinary child in the eyes of her father and senior brothers.
Like her sister, she has reached the golden elixir stage of cultivation. So when she was climbing the mountain, she was carried up the mountain by a senior brother.
Qing Ling smiled and felt at ease. Of course she was happy to have a free 'mount' to use. At the same time, she also looked at her three senior brothers seriously for a long time.
Although she used to live in the cave, she also knew that her father Qinghong's three major disciples, Yi Ying, Yi Ming, and Yi Heng, were said to be young but very qualified. They had already reached the late stage of Jindan, and the three of them were earth and wood.
, fire, and the three attributes complement each other. The combat power of the three of them can even defeat a master in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Presumably these three are the three she heard about.
After being carried by her senior brother for more than half an hour, Qing Ling stretched her arms out of boredom to move her body, then lowered her head to look at her sister beside her father. She had been hiking for more than half an hour at such a young age, and there was not even a drop of sweat on her head.
, secretly complimented that my sister was in good health. And the elixir I gave her could perfectly melt into her body during this mountaineering journey.
"Father, how long will it take for us to arrive?" Qing Ling couldn't help but ask. It was boring to keep walking like this, and their group seemed to have arrived earlier, and they didn't see many cultivators passing by along the way.
"We'll be here in about an hour. I've only been to Xianling Mountain twice." Qinghong turned around and explained to his second daughter, then looked down at the eldest daughter beside him: "Little Qingying, are you tired?
Tired? Do you want your senior brother Yi Ming to give you a ride?"
"I'm not tired, dad, I can climb to the top of the mountain by myself." Qingying chuckled, raised her chin, and shook her head at her father.
Qingying's insistent smile seemed to have infected Qinghong, and then she smiled happily and praised her: "She is indeed my Qinghong's daughter."
"Hey, hey, hey - Father, I am your daughter too, okay." Qing Ling protested with her mouth curled up, looking at the father and daughter, they seemed to have ignored their own existence.
"Haha~ Of course Junior Sister Qingling is Master's daughter, but Junior Sister Qingying has to work harder than you~" Yi Ying, who was carrying Qingling on her back, said with a smile. Everyone laughed when they heard his words.
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"Xiao Qingling, you have to learn more from your sister. If you continue to be lazy, even self-protection will be a problem." Father Qinghong said cautiously, then looked at his three proud disciples and ordered: "In the future
If you are successful in cultivation, please help me take care of my daughter."
That tone seemed to indicate that Qing Ling would accomplish nothing when she grew up.
This scene made Qingling couldn't help but open her mouth: "Father, I..." She wanted to say that she was not a waste, but she held back. If her father knew about her peerless qualifications, she would not be forced to
Is practicing cultivation exhausting?
Forget it, forget it, waste is waste, she doesn't want to keep practicing like a machine.
After talking and laughing, several people also climbed to the sect's location in Xianling Mountain.
Xianling Mountain is actually called Xianling Gate, but the world of cultivation prefers to call the names of the famous mountains that each sect belongs to, so it is called Xianling Mountain. Xianling Gate is built in the mountains, still some distance from the top of the mountain. From a distance, Xianling Gate looks like
There is a clearing on the mountainside, but only when you actually arrive do you realize how big the land is.
As soon as the few people arrived at Xianling Gate, they were greeted by waiters. After Qinghong showed his ID card, the few people were led to a residential building on the south side.
At this time, Qing Ling had been put down by her senior brother Yi Ying. She was walking slowly beside her father, looking around and roughly seeing the geographical location of Xianling Gate. Sitting west and facing east, the magnificent hall was in the mountains.
The building in the far west and south is the guest room, while the north is the martial arts arena.
The Xianling Sect is indeed the largest sect in the world of cultivation. The guest rooms are densely arranged, but they are divided into small courtyards in an orderly manner. Qinghong and others were assigned to a courtyard, and hung on the door
After writing the sandalwood signs with the names of each sect, the messenger left. Before leaving, he also said that someone would bring food to him during meal time.
With a series of actions, it was obvious that he did not take the visitors from Qingyu Mountain seriously. Qinghong sent the waiter away with a calm expression, while his disciples clenched their fists and gritted their teeth angrily.
The door was closed, and the few people standing in the yard showed angry expressions. Qinghong waved his hands indifferently and said lightly: "If our Qingyu Mountain can be among the first-class sects, the waiters of these sects will
They won't take us so lightly. Alas~~~ I hope this goal can be realized in my daughter during my lifetime..." After saying that, he cast his eyes on Qingying.
Although Qingying was young, she understood her father's words. She clenched her fist and said firmly: "Don't worry, father, I will definitely carry forward our Qingyu Mountain!"
When Qinghong heard this, he nodded happily.
Seeing this scene, Qing Ling suddenly realized the importance of strength: It turns out that in this world, those who have strength are the masters, and a little waiter from a big sect dares to look at us. I will remember this person! Wait until I have it
On the day when I gain strength, I will make you look good!