"Where? But there's no village there or anything like that? Aren't you looking for someone?" Zhou Meng asked in surprise.
"Yes, it's just that ordinary people can't see it." Chen Yu smiled slightly.
The mountain gates of practitioners are actually hidden by formations.
Ordinary people would never meet a Dharma practitioner in their lifetime if they didn't have fate.
Moreover, these formations vary from person to person. Some formations are lost formations. After entering, you will wind around in front of the mountain gate, but you can't get out.
But some simply hide the mountain gate, so that ordinary people will never find it even if they take a lifetime.
When they arrived at the foot of a mountain, Chen Yu asked Zhou Meng to wait in a pavilion, and then went up the mountain himself.
At the highest point of the mountain, on a bare peak, Chen Yu stretched out his hand, and his energy slowly spread out.
I saw a ripple like a water wave appearing in front of him, and at the same time he shouted with enthusiasm: "Chen Yu, come and pay a visit to the mountain gate of Yijiange."
The sound spread far away like a loud bell, and the surrounding birds and beasts were frightened and fled in all directions.
After a while, a thin fog door appeared, and Chen Yu stepped into the fog door. Behind the fog door, there was a mountain gate like a fairyland standing in it.
The mountain road is paved with bluestones and has white jade railings, winding all the way up to a palace-like mountain gate on the top of the mountain.
Yijian Pavilion is the largest mountain sect within this thousand miles, and they are probably the ones with the strongest foundation among the sects.
The inheritance of nearly a thousand years is fully displayed here. Not to mention anything else, the white jade railings on the bluestone stairs are made of spiritual jade that is more than hundreds of years old.
Not to mention the two stone sculptures in front of the palace and the ancient beasts blessed with formations. Some small sects simply don't have the financial resources to support them.
Moreover, there are actually two huge cranes here slowly arriving from the clouds, circling and flying over Chen Yu's head, seemingly to attract Chen Yu.
The big sect is worthy of being a big sect. Knowing that Chen Yu is here to cause trouble, he can still be so generous.
Chen Yu couldn't help but nodded secretly, it was really worth a visit to this place.
Yijian Pavilion is different from other sects in the mountains. This place is a place for out-of-this-world cultivation.
Taoist Master Qingxu is also a true outsider, the pinnacle of Taoism, and he never participates in worldly matters.
So today Chen Yu came to challenge the entire sect of Yijian Pavilion. His idea was actually quite bold.
And the other party seemed to know that Chen Yu was coming today, so they made preparations early in the morning.
Following the bluestone all the way up, Chen Yu arrived at the mountain gate.
Several elders of Yijiang Pavilion were already waiting. One of them bowed slightly to Chen Yu and said, "Mr. Chen, my master brother, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
"Priest Qingxu knows I'm coming?" Chen Yu was a little confused.
"My master, Senior Brother, watches the sky at night and already knows everything." The elder smiled slightly and said, "So we have been waiting for three days and three nights at the Thirteenth Pavilion of Yijian Pavilion."
"Taoist Master Qingxu is indeed an expert." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "On the other hand, I have too much murderous intent."
"My senior brother said that Mr. Chen is the emperor's destiny and has the world on his shoulders. No matter what he does, there is always a reason." The elder said: "We have sent people to the foot of the mountain to invite the girl who accompanied Mr.
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"Thank you." Chen Yu nodded slightly to thank him, and then walked inside with the elder.
There are eighteen sword pavilions in Yijian Pavilion. Each sword pavilion is on a mountain peak, and the place where Chen Yu went is the thirteen sword pavilion.
One pavilion in the sword pavilion represents the first level of strength. Taoist priest Qingxu's strength is in the thirteen sword pavilions, so he waited for Chen Yu in that place.
Although the Thirteen Swords Pavilion is not the highest level in the Yijian Pavilion, the strength of Taoist Master Qingxu is not weak. After all, the sword is the ancestor of all weapons.
In the world of practitioners, sword practitioners are also the majority. Such strength is already extremely powerful.
Looking from a distance, there is an old man sitting in the sword pavilion. There is a stove in front of him, and mountain spring water is boiling in the stove.
Taoist Master Qingxu is well versed in the tea ceremony, and he practices it in a pavilion, looking up at the sea of clouds and wandering around the world. He is already a great Taoist master.
"Mr. Chen, I have long admired your name." Qingxu smiled slightly, stood up, and saluted Chen Yu.
"Taoist Priest Qingxu is a real master, but when I came here, I seemed to have more murderous intentions." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"We, Yijian Pavilion, were originally independent of the world." Qingxu smiled and said: "The mountain gate has not been opened for decades, but now the world structure has changed. If we guard it unchanged, I am afraid that in the next few decades,
You will lag behind fellow Taoists."
"So I am waiting here for Mr. Chen, hoping to change the pattern of our Yijiang Pavilion that has not changed in decades." Qingxu said.
"Understood." Chen Yu nodded slightly and said, "How does Taoist Master Qingxu think it should be changed?"
"How to change it depends on Mr. Chen." Qingxu smiled slightly and said: "I have a chess game here. This game is a secret. I wonder if Mr. Chen is interested in playing a game with me in the game?"
"Tianji?" Chen Yu frowned slightly. He felt that this game was not as simple as Qingxu said on the surface.
"That's right, Mr. Chen, please." Qingxu shouted softly.
With a flick of his sleeves, the tea on the table was swept away, and Chen Yu's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly entered a world of black and white.
There is no color in this world. The place where Chen Yu is located is surrounded by mountains, and beneath his feet is a huge chessboard.
Chen Yu was surprised. Qingxu's realm was not as good as his, but the other party could use telepathy as a guide to directly call him into the game. This strength was probably not just as simple as entering the peak of the Tao.
But since he has already entered the chess game, reality does not give him any time to think.
I saw huge black and white chess pieces interlaced in front of me, and the chess game had changed.
Qingxu's translucent shadow appeared in front of him. He clasped his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Chen broke into our Yijiange Mountain Gate, I want to see how strong Mr. Chen is."
"This Tianji chess game is the work of my former master of Yijiang Pavilion. It has seven vertical and seven horizontal games. Is Mr. Chen ready?"
"Get ready, senior, let's go." Chen Yu smiled slightly, secretly cursing that this bull-nose is really insidious.
On the surface, he looks kind-hearted, but he actually hides a secret.
His Tianji chess game is not an ordinary chess game. It is a phantom killing formation, in which swords and chess coexist, forming a world of its own. The meaning of Qingxu is already obvious.
If you want me to obey your orders, you can, but the prerequisite is that you have the strength, otherwise everything will be empty talk.
These old guys are insidious. Although they got a glimpse of the secret earlier, they knew that Chen Yu was the chosen one.
