Xuan Ye silently recited the spell, and the azure light turned into a long sword and shot out. The sword roared softly and made a "clanging" sound, sweeping over the stage like a violent wind and rain. Wherever it passed, the stone platform shook and cracked.
Huang Chong's face turned pale when he saw it, but he didn't want to miss the opportunity to be accepted as a disciple. He gritted his teeth and also used the Wandering Spirit Art. But compared with the young man in black, he was undoubtedly dwarfed and pale in comparison.
Two blue lights clashed against each other, and the winner was immediately determined.
The short and fat figure flew out and hit the ground, dragging dozens of meters of black marks. When he got up, he seemed to be fine, but in an instant he knelt down and vomited three large mouthfuls of blood.
"You!" Huang Chong stretched out his trembling fingers. He couldn't believe it. The young man in black in front of him was actually in the Haunting Spirit stage, and judging from the fight, he still had some leftover strength.
Xuan Ye took out a breath and smiled slightly, "Senior brother, one thousand contribution points, I accept it!"
No one reacted. Why did the situation suddenly change in this flash of lightning? The young man who had been hiding in such a panic just now defeated Huang Chong with just one blow.
Looking at the stone platform made of diamond, there are now several shocking cracks. It is really hard to imagine what would happen if all the flying swords fell on me...
"Huh? Are you from Canglan Peak?" Wang Lang walked up to the stone platform, his tone was very calm, but the coercion he exuded was enough to make everyone present chill.
Xuan Ye also saw at a glance that this old man was a genuine Yuanfu-level power, and he could obliterate his existence with just a raise of his hand!
"This disciple is not from Canglan Peak."
Wang Lang raised his eyebrows slightly, with a smile on his face. "Then why do you know the secret method of wandering spirits in Canglan Peak?"
"This..." Xuan Ye was a little embarrassed. After feeling the chill on the other party's body, he had to tell the truth. "This is what a senior brother gave me before I joined Xuantian Temple. He also recommended me to come and participate in the trial."
"Oh?" Wang Lang laughed suddenly, and the suppressed atmosphere around him dissipated. "It doesn't matter, although Xuantian Temple has six peaks, it is a family of its own. You can exchange it with contribution points, but it will only cost a higher price.
.I just feel sorry for that disciple of Canglan Peak. He lost his wife and lost his troops, which is an advantage to me, Daqingqiong!"
Xuan Ye breathed a sigh of relief and listened to the old man's words again.
"It's been three months since you came to Daqingqiong, right? Well...although it's too early, your cultivation is enough. Why not become my disciple and avoid making some detours?"
Everyone took a breath, and no one expected that this young man in ordinary clothes would not only attract such attention from the elders, but also come to recruit disciples in person.
However, when seeing the competition just now, it is not surprising that even the old disciples who have been in the mountain for more than ten years do not have such strength.
"This..." Xuan Ye looked embarrassed. He wanted to refuse, but he couldn't bear to slap the old man in the face in front of so many people.
Wang Lang frowned slightly and lowered himself to accept a disciple. Did the other party still have any dissatisfaction? Or... his face was surprised, "You have already become a disciple?"
Seeing the young man nodding, his heart suddenly went cold. Unexpectedly, a good seedling slipped out of his hands after a short delay!
However, all this seems to be undecided. Maybe it is just a verbal or nominal apprenticeship, and there is no registration at Fengyu Hall, then there is still a chance!
"Who do you worship?" Wang Lang asked.
"It's Mr. Kui of the Book Pavilion." Xuan Ye said matter-of-factly.
Everyone present took a deep breath again, and then couldn't help but laugh secretly. Although the laughter was very low, it still made people feel harsh due to the large number of people.
"Ahem!" Wang Lang coughed lightly and his laughter stopped abruptly. However, his face looked much better and he smiled and said, "You haven't registered at Fengyu Hall yet, have you?"
Xuan Ye didn't know this and could only nod. "Yes,"
"That's good, that's good!" Wang Lang looked happy and raised the corners of his mouth, "Then you will become my teacher. The help I can give you will be far greater than what he gave you!"
Hearing this, everyone's faces turned pale again. When they looked at Xuan Ye again, they looked a little more in awe, for fear of being blamed for the snickering just now.
"This... thank you elder for your kindness, but the disciple has already performed the apprenticeship ceremony. Even if he has not registered, he is still my teacher." When Xuan Ye said this, he was neither humble nor arrogant, but the old man's face still sank three points.
"Okay, then it's up to you." After Wang Lang said that, he flicked his sleeves and flew out of the martial arts arena. Those disciples glanced at Xuan Ye coldly and hurriedly chased after him.
Such ups and downs left the rest of the people present at a loss as to what their expressions were. Their eyes were dull, with some admiring, some laughing, and some not knowing what to say.
Xuan Ye saw that the light mark on the bracelet had not only recovered, but had also grown. Knowing that the contribution value had been earned, he did not intend to stay any longer and was about to leave.
At this time, a figure walked out, but it was the man in the headscarf from before.
"Is it possible that senior brother also wants to bet with me?" Xuan Ye asked politely.
"Hey, hey, I can't beat you. I'm sure not many people will dare to target you after today." The man in the headscarf chuckled and said immediately.
"Junior brother, you are really a tough guy. You dare to offend even Elder Wang Lang. Looking at his angry look just now, even if no order is given to target him, his disciples will not let you go. You are a mortal man,
There’s no need to target it.”
The man in the turban said, then stepped forward and whispered: "But what I admire most, senior brother, is that you actually chose a useless person as your mentor, and for this useless person, you rejected the famous elder of Daqingqiong! He personally
Coming to you, I have already lowered my status. If you insist on slapping him in the face in front of so many people, I am afraid that the entire Great Qingqiong will know about it tomorrow!"
Xuan Ye frowned, although he didn't think so much about it when he became a disciple, but as an elder, with a strength of half a yuan at worst, how can he be called useless?
"Haha... After all, you just came here, so it's normal that you don't know about this. Mr. Kui's position as an elder was not obtained by strength. He was given alms to him because he was the junior brother of the peak master. He was also a painless person in the book pavilion.
A comfortable retirement job.”
After the man in the turban finished speaking, he looked at Xuan Ye with a look of gloating on his misfortune. He wanted to attack this proud man, but found that there wasn't much change on the young man's face, so he turned around and left in low spirits.
After Xuan Ye left the martial arts arena, he went to the training room to continue practicing his skills. It was not until the next day that he received a notification from the boy to go to the bookstore.
He walked to the third floor and saw Mr. Kui with a sullen face. He must have heard about what happened yesterday, "Teacher, are you looking for me?"
Mr. Kui took out a sapphire waist tag and said, "Take the waist tag and go to Yunjing to get some cloud dew. You need to fill a small bucket."
Xuan Ye nodded and walked out the door with his belt and an arm-high Xiaomu Tong. After asking around, he found out that Yunjing was behind the six main peaks, so he had to go to the square first and then flew away.
Not far from Daqingqiong, there is another steep place with all kinds of strange peaks and mountains. Rocks hanging in the blue sky, silver springs and waterfalls, and leaning pines and bamboos are all wonderful sights.
Passing through it, I saw a golden peak with thousands of golden flowers swaying in the wind. It must be where the cloud realm is.
Xuan Ye saw that there was a light curtain blocking the way, so he could not fall directly to the top of the peak, so he had to fly to the side platform first.
The two disciples guarding the mountain were slightly stunned, and one of them stepped forward and said, "You can only enter the Cloud Realm if you have reached the master level. Do you have a waist card?"
Xuan Ye handed over his badge, confirmed it, and then walked along the stone stairs to the top of the mountain. He had just walked not far when he heard the two people behind him laughing.
"It's really strange. The clouds and dew are collected only at dawn, and it's already dusk. Is that fool being used by some elder for entertainment?"
The conversation was not quiet, and she didn't seem to be afraid that he would hear her.
Xuan Ye was not upset and slowly stepped onto the top of the peak and stepped into the flowers.
The clouds in the distance are shining on the top, the clouds are falling all over the sky, a little red sun swallows thousands of miles, and the energy is like a roaring wind.
He opened his hands, lay down among the flowers, and took a slow breath. The fragrance overflowed and went straight into his heart. The fatigue from the past days of practice was swept away, and his body seemed to be more ethereal.
Faintly, a ray of green light seemed to surge up from the sky and the earth, which was quite similar to the aura of the blue sky.
Xuan Ye thought he was mistaken, until the sky and the earth gradually darkened, and only a few rays of sunlight remained. Then he saw clearly that the ray of green light was very similar to a dragon.
When the sunlight was completely submerged under the mountain line, the ray of green light dimmed. In an instant, the strong wind roared, as if a giant beast rushed into his face, and even the copper crown that bound his hair was blown away, causing his hair to be messed up.
Then it rises.
In a daze, a wisp of green light penetrated from the bottom of his eyes, and a sense of joy spread throughout his body.
Xuan Ye didn't have time to be surprised, and found that his head was dizzy, and then he fell asleep lightly. In other words, his soul left his body.
"Sayako!"
Gu Meier called in a low voice, but her voice became weaker and weaker. Unknowingly, the totem on the young man's arm became hotter and hotter, and at the same time there were dense scriptures crawling all over his body, emitting strong light. If it were not blocked by his clothes,
This moment can definitely be compared to that day.
"Mei'er, Mei'er!" Xuan Ye shouted, but found that there was no response and he couldn't return to his body.
Looking at the young man lying quietly on the ground, quiet and peaceful, as if he had suddenly died, an indescribable sense of panic enveloped him.
"Mei'er!"
Xuan Ye screamed and struggled violently, only to realize that it seemed like he had just had a dream.
There were stars in the distance, the moon had set in the west, and there were some figures standing around, all looking at him because of the movement just now.
"Why did I fall asleep?" Xuan Ye covered his head and found a cold sweat on his back. He called Gu Meier from the bottom of his heart, but there was still no response. His pupils shrank involuntarily, and the panic hit his heart again.
He called again and again, but still didn't get any reply. He opened his sleeves and found that the totem was brighter than usual, and the strange red lines gave him an indescribable weird feeling.
He then checked his body and found nothing different. No matter how much cultivation he had, his aura had not changed. The only difference was that Gu Meier seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep again.
Xuan Ye didn't know whether it was a dream or reality, but the totem was still there, so Gu Mei'er should have been fine. The reason was still unknown, and it might have something to do with the wisp of green light and the Great Nirvana that surged on its own.
He looked at the horizon. It was almost dawn, and he could only collect clouds and dew first.
"Huh? Junior brother, you are here too!"
Xuan Ye looked up and saw a slim girl in white, with a pair of plump long legs standing among the flowers, but they were as beautiful as the flowers.