Following the young man named Mu Yan, Lin Xuan flew into Biyun Mountain.
After passing through several restrictions, we arrived at the sect's sect, and there were gradually more monks along the way.
What surprised Lin Xuan was that although most of the disciples they met were in the spiritual stage, nine out of ten of these low-level disciples actually had spiritual weapons.
Seeing Lin Xuan's astonished eyes, Mu Yan smiled slightly. Although her expression was still respectful, there was a hint of pride in her eyes: "Senior, there is no need to be curious. All my disciples of Biyun Mountain who have entered the middle stage of agility will be taught by my master.
The door gave me a spiritual weapon."
After hearing this, Lin Xuan remained calm on the surface, but he was filled with emotion in his heart. Although Youzhou's level of cultivation was higher than that of Yanzhou, it was too extravagant to give spiritual weapons to all the disciples in the middle stage of spiritual movement.
It is worthy of being one of the three giants, and the benefits are so good. No wonder all the casual cultivators want to join the famous sect.
In addition to the people from Biyun Mountain, I also met many monks from other sects along the way.
These are all the same as myself, belonging to various sects and sects, and have come to receive invitations.
Since he is the leader of each sect, his cultivation level is very strong. Most of the leaders are cultivators in the foundation-building stage. There are even a few great masters in the alchemy stage. There are a group of disciples following him.
However, there are many people like Lin Xuan who come alone. Although the current situation in the world of cultivation is that the sect is the strongest, there may not be no masters among the casual cultivators.
"Senior, here we are, please stay at Yinxian Bridge for a while. Other senior brothers will naturally welcome all distinguished guests to our sect soon."
Mu Yan bowed respectfully, and then retreated. About fifty or sixty feet ahead, there was a beautiful stone bridge made of pure jade.
This is the boundary between the inner and outer gates of Biyun Mountain. After crossing this bridge, you enter the core area of Biyun Mountain.
Yinxian Bridge is very large and wide. Although there are five to six hundred monks gathered on it, it is not crowded at all.
Lin Xuan flew over in a flash of light.
When I got closer, I discovered that these monks were actually divided into two camps. One side had a large number of people, occupying about seven floors. Many of them wore uniform clothes. These were cultivators from sects or families.
There were far fewer people on the other side, and their costumes were messy and weird. They were casual cultivators from all over the country.
Although the people on both sides could not be said to be glaring at each other, they clearly disliked each other and did not even say a word.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan frowned and pondered for a moment, but he still flew over to the sect. Although he came alone, he looked more like a casual cultivator, but in terms of identity, he was from the Spiritual Medicine Mountain after all.
Little Lord.
At this time, the atmosphere on the bridge was already somewhat stalemate. Lin Xuan's arrival naturally attracted the attention of both parties.
"Boy, you've come to the wrong place. Go there by yourself."
Hearing the rude words, Lin Xuan raised his brows and looked out, he saw a rude-looking man, about forty years old.
Wearing brown clothes, there were seven or eight disciples wearing the same clothes behind him.
Thunder Sword Sect, a term came to Lin Xuan's mind.
Lingyao Mountain refines elixirs for fellow Taoists, and is naturally very familiar with various sects. This Lei Jian Sect is a sect in the northern part of Youzhou.
His strength can only be regarded as fourth-rate, consistent with the name of the sect, and he is good at swordsmanship.
This big man is the leader of the sect.
His cultivation level is only at the early stage of foundation building period.
A rubbish sect. He is so arrogant. Lin Xuan doesn't like to cause trouble. But that doesn't mean he has to swallow his anger outside.
Especially after knowing that Spiritual Medicine Mountain possesses terrifying hidden strength, Lin Xuan has more confidence in his actions.
I will not offend anyone unless they offend me. If someone offends me, I will make him regret it for the rest of his life.
Looking up at the big man, Lin Xuan did not take action immediately. He was planning how to teach him a lesson in a more secure way. Suddenly, a burst of fairy music came to his ears.
"Welcome song!"
Everyone's attention was immediately attracted. From a distance, pulled by a crane, several Biyun Mountain disciples respectfully led the way, and a large group of monks flew in, numbering dozens of them.
"It's the Tianshan Sect!"
"Yes, but it seems that the master is not here."
"Here comes Xu Feng, the new generation leader of the Tianshan lineage."
There are many sects in Youzhou. In addition to the three giants, there are also several top sects. Although there are no monsters at the Nascent Soul stage, there are many masters at the Core Condensation stage.
Tianshan is one of the best.
The world of cultivating immortals relies on strength as the basis of status. If Biyun Mountain wants to dominate Youzhou, it naturally cannot do without allies. Tianshan, which is slightly inferior to it in strength, is the target of Biyun Mountain to win over.
Therefore, unlike when welcoming ordinary cultivators, the etiquette is particularly grand.
In addition to the three giants, the strength of the Tianshan Sect can also be seen in Youzhou. Although the other monks are envious, they do not dare to show dissatisfaction on their faces. The big man from the Thunder Sword Sect has a flattering expression.
A standard villain who bullies the weak and fears the strong.
It's just that he wants to curry favor with others, but he doesn't have enough status.
The light escaping from the sky quickly reached the bridge in the blink of an eye.
"Fellow Taoists, please wait a moment. Other senior brothers from our sect will be coming to greet you shortly."
"It doesn't matter." Xu Feng waved his hand boldly: "I just want to meet my colleagues on Yinxian Bridge, brothers, go and do your work!"
Other monks also looked at everyone in Tianshan, especially Xu Feng. Legend has it that he is only thirty-five years old this year and has already reached the stage of Dzogchen in the Foundation Establishment Stage.
Hard work is certainly one thing, but the high level of qualifications is also truly enviable.
Xu Feng's consciousness glanced downwards, and a smile of joy immediately appeared on his face. He ducked and came to Lin Xuan's side, and said with a smile: "Haha, Junior Brother Lin, you are here too. Where is Master Tong Yu?
Quickly introduce me to Brother Yu."
"Haha, my master is not here, so let me represent our sect."
"Oh, is the real person researching some new elixir?"
Lin Xuan smiled and said nothing. He was familiar with Xu Feng because a few months ago, this new generation leader of the Tianshan Sect collected all the raw materials and came to the Spiritual Medicine Mountain to refine elixirs.
It is no coincidence that several of the most famous alchemists in Lingyao Mountain, including Master Tongyu, are in retreat, and it is said that they are studying new medicinal materials.
But Xu Feng didn't have extra time to wait. Just when he didn't know what to do, he met Lin Xuan and helped him refine the elixir.
"Haha, little sister, come here quickly. Haven't you been shouting that you want to see your savior? It's this Junior Brother Lin. If he hadn't made the rejuvenation elixir with his skillful hands, you would be a ghost with your elder brother now.
Different paths.”
Xu Feng's voice was endearing, and from behind him, a woman of seventeen or eighteen years old emerged, with a baby face, very delicate and cute.
The fifth level of spiritual cultivation.
"This is my sister-in-law."
The girl came to Lin Xuan and looked at him secretly: "Xu Yin, my little girl, has met Senior Brother Lin. Thank you Senior Brother for saving your life."
"It's just a matter of effort, girl, there's no need to be polite."
…
Lin Xuan and the Xu brothers and sisters started chatting.
"Brother Lin, I heard that your alchemy skills have surpassed that of Master Tong Yu, and you have been appointed as the next generation leader of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain, right?"
After hearing this, Lin Xuan shook his head: "Of course not, the girl made a mistake. How can I compare with my master in alchemy with this level of knowledge?"
"Junior brother Lin, there is no need to be too modest. At least your qualifications in alchemy surpass those of Master Tong Yu, and it is absolutely true that you will be appointed as the next generation leader of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain."
"That's right!" Xu Yin's eyes also showed admiration: "I heard from my brother that Brother Lin has just turned twenty and has already successfully established the foundation. Compared with my brother, your cultivation speed is not too slow."
…
The three of them chatted happily, but the monks next to them had different expressions.
Especially the big man from the Thunder Sword Sect, his face was green and his lips were white, making him extremely ugly.
He has always bullied the weak and feared the strong, but he didn't expect that this time he would hit a brick wall.
Who would have thought that this unattractive-looking boy was not a casual cultivator, but the head disciple of the Spiritual Medicine Mountain.
Although in terms of strength, Lingyao Mountain is slightly better than our sect, their status in the world of immortal cultivation in Youzhou is not the same.
With their superb alchemy skills, the monks of Spiritual Medicine Mountain are highly respected, and even the three giants will treat them as distinguished guests.
Speaking of which, it was the young monk named Mu Yan who had not been here for a long time and made a mistake when receiving Lin Xuan. Otherwise, the etiquette for receiving Lin Xuan would not be inferior to that when he was sent by Tianshan.
Lei Ao's heart was pounding. He hesitated for a moment, then came to Lin Xuan and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, I was rude just now. You don't care about the faults of others..."
"Why, did this guy offend Brother Lin?"
Xu Feng turned his head, and Lei Ao had a nervous expression on his face. He had heard the conversation between Lin Xuan and the Xu brothers and sisters just now, and knew that the relationship between the two parties was extraordinary. If Lin Xuan said something unfavorable to him, Xu would
Feng definitely doesn't mind taking action. With the strength of the Tianshan Sect, destroying the Thunder Sword Sect is just a piece of cake.
Misfortune comes from the mouth, and now the survival of Lei Jian Sect depends on Lin Xuan's thoughts.