The Holy Son Peak stands in the clouds, shining brightly, attracting many disciples' eyes to be hot and respectful.

They knew that the ten disciples who could leave their names on this Holy Son Peak must be the most prominent existence of the countless disciples of Cangxuan Sect. Speaking of which, they are the kings among the countless disciples of Cangxuan Sect, standing at the highest point and looking down at everyone.

Countless disciples were envious, and they were somewhat looking forward to what a glory they would be if one day they could leave their names on this Holy Son Peak.

However, they are rational and also know very well how much effort and opportunity it takes to reach that step.

Nowadays, except for the top ten people in the ceremony, all their disciples are just the most ordinary black belt disciples in Uchiyama. In front of them, there are also golden belt disciples and purple belt disciples.

The so-called ten saints are only qualified to compete with the most outstanding purple belt disciples. The purple belt disciples with a slightly weaker strength are afraid that they will not have the courage.

From this we can see how big the gap between them and the ten saints is, it can be said to be a difference.

The ten saints on the Holy Son Peak are probably the disciples who have just entered the Inner Mountain, they don’t even have the qualifications to contact them. That is not the same level at all...

As many disciples sighed, the seven guides suddenly took action, and suddenly the clouds of the source energy split and turned into seven pieces...

"Next, I will take you to the peaks where you belong. You will be separated here for the time being."

Hearing the words of the seven guides, many disciples quickly said goodbye to the familiar people, and it was very lively for a while.

Zhou Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Xiu, Zhao Kun, Song Wanxi and others next to him had been separated, but behind him, there was a familiar figure.

It was the fat Shen Wanjin.

Compared with the other six peaks, there were very few disciples who entered the Shengyuan Peak here, only a few hundred. This was because the Qingyang sect forced some to be assigned to him because of the fact that the Shengyuan Peak was indispensable. Otherwise, there would probably be even fewer disciples who chose Shengyuan Peak.

Shen Wanjin was also one of the disciples who were forcibly assigned.

However, compared to other disciples with bitter melon-faced faces, Shen Wanjin looked smiling and seemed to be not disappointed at all.

"Aren't you sad?" Zhou Yuan couldn't help but ask with a smile.

Shen Wanjin smiled flatteringly and said, "I have a premonition. Follow Brother Xiaoyuan, even if the Shengyuan Peak collapses, I feel that you can make a fortune! So wherever your thigh is, I, Shen Wanjin, will follow you!"

He looked at Yaoyao next to him and said, "And this is still the head of Sister Xiaoyao?"

Zhou Yuan couldn't help but smiled angrily. This guy really planned to hold his thighs to the end.

However, he didn't say much. He thought Shen Wanjin's personality was pretty good. He could take care of him when he was able to go to Shengyuan Peak with him.

"By the way, Brother Xiao Yuan, Junior Sister in Red asked me to bring you a letter just now." Shen Wanjin suddenly took out a rolled note from her arms.

Zhou Yuan was stunned, took it and opened it. It had beautiful fonts on it.

"Be careful of Lu Hong."

"Lu Hong?" Zhou Yuan frowned slightly. He had inquired about the past three days. It seemed that one of the three elders of Shengyuan Peak, named Lu Hong.

But why did Gu Hongyi tell him to be careful?

Zhou Yuan's eyes flashed, and he seemed to think of something in the end.

"Lu... Could it be that Lu Feng, Lu Xuanyin and the Lu family?"

He had heard Lu Feng say before that there was an elder in the Lu family who was at the position of elders at Jianlai Peak, but isn't this Shengyuan Peak?

He raised his head and looked at a cloud of source energy not far away. In front of him, he saw Gu Hongyi, who stood tall. The latter looked at him and also blinked at him.

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly and expressed his gratitude.

At this time, the seven guides had already waved their sleeves, and the clouds of the source energy began to separate, and finally rushed towards the inner mountain of Cangxuan Sect in several directions.

The envoy from Shengyuan Peak fell to Zhou Yuan and the others. He looked like a middle-aged man, but he was kind and said with a smile: "I am the deacon of Shengyuan Peak Guidance Hall. You can just call me Fang Zheng."

When many disciples heard this, they hurriedly bowed.

"Next, I will take you directly to Shengyuan Peak." Fang Zheng waved his hand, then he rose up in the clouds, carrying many disciples directly, and headed towards the distance.

The source air clouds whizzed by, countless ancient palaces appeared and loomed among the clouds and mountains, and there were flowing lights passing by in the sky. Most of them were young figures, but they all had strong source air, with black or gold belts wrapped around their waists...

Compared with the outer mountain, the inner mountain began to truly reveal the foundation of Cang Xuan Sect.

After half a stick of incense, Fang Zheng slowed down. At this time, when Zhou Yuan and his team looked up, they saw a continuous mountain in front of them soaring into the sky and sank into the sky. The mountains were covered with palaces, majestic and spectacular.

Among these mountains, mysterious fluctuations are faintly emitted, which makes people feel heart-wrenching.

"This is where the Holy Source Peak is!"

When he heard what Fang Zheng said, many disciples looked at each other, and only saw a faint mist among the mountains and ridges, as if a real dragon was hidden in the wind and clouds, making people unable to see it thoroughly.

However, they still felt a mysterious sense of oppression.

"The main peak of our Shengyuan Peak has been sealed with the fall of the ancestor Cangxuan, but according to the rules, I will still take you to the foot of the main peak to worship." Fang Zheng smiled, then pressed the clouds and landed at the foot of the most majestic and invisible giant mountain hidden in the fog.

When I arrived at the foot of the mountain, I saw an ancient temple there, and when I fell here, my expression became much more solemn.

Seeing his appearance, many disciples dared not speak, and they all hugged solemn and quiet.

In front of the ancient temple was a bluestone square. At this time, many disciples found that the square was empty, with only a hunched old man wearing a husk and holding a broom, slowly sweeping away the withered yellow leaves.

They glanced over and found that the old man who was trembling slightly in the sweeping floor had no fluctuations in the source energy around them, so they stopped paying attention.

However, when Fang Zheng saw this old man, he bowed solemnly.

But the old man didn't react at all, just like he was deaf and dumb.

Fang Zheng looked at the disciples and whispered: "This old man is the slave of the ancestor back then. He said that he has been with the ancestor for the longest time. However, he has poor talent, so his cultivation level of source energy is only shallow."

"The ancestor remembered him with great affection, collected many precious source materials, and refined a "Tianshou Pill" for him, making his life span longer. Speaking of which, his seniority will not be lower than Lei Jun Peak Lord of Lei Yu Peak."

"It's just that he has a strange personality and does not like power. After the ancestor's death, he has been working as a mountain-sweeping man on this Shengyuan Peak."

"You should not be too slow to wait, you should call him "Xuan Lao"." Fang Zheng warned.

When many disciples heard this, they did not dare to be negligent, and they all quickly bent down to salute the old man.

Zhou Yuan also looked at the old man in surprise. Ancestor Cang Xuan had never told him this information at the beginning. It must be because the Ancestor Cang Xuan at that time was just transformed by an obsession.

Then his eyes passed through the foot of the mountain and followed the mountain path to the main peak of the Holy Source Peak, which was covered by the fog...

And just as the moment he looked at him, he suddenly realized that the ancient holy patterns deep in his pupils seemed to fluctuate slightly at this time.

Although the fluctuation was subtle, it made Zhou Yuan's heart tremble and his heart was overturned.

But his face remained calm, but the palms in his sleeves were tightly clamped with excitement.

This was the first time he felt the "Break Break Holy Pattern" so moving. It seemed that the second holy pattern was on this main peak as Cang Xuan said!
Chapter completed!