The first martial arts holy land in Nanjiang is located on Nanyun Mountain, ten miles outside Nanjiang Prefecture City. The entire Nanyun Mountain Range has dozens of peaks that are the territory of the God-level gate.
Lin Ye and Jing Yu were both here for the first time, but Zhang Wujie had been here several times. He greeted the god-level disciples of Shoushan very familiarly, and then entered a house under the leadership of the disciples of Shoushan.
"This is the Yingbin Peak where the Shen Yun Sect is used to entertain guests. All foreign guests will stay in the house on this mountain. This house is exclusive to our Shenyun Sect. It was the first time I saw this pine tree.
I planted it when I came here the next time.”
Zhang Wuji pointed at a tall pine tree in the yard, but Lin Ye frowned and asked, "Have we always lived here?"
"Of course not. Wait until the god-level gate meets us tomorrow. After that, except for some forbidden areas of the god-level gate, we can move around anywhere else for a month. However, I suggest that we should except..."
"I heard that Junior Brother Zhang is here, so I came here to visit!"
Before Zhang Wuji finished speaking, a voice came from the door.
"Brother Zhang, you are quite popular among the god-level sects." Lin Ye listened to the movement outside the door and said with a smile.
"The popularity is so bad. The disciples of the God-level sect all look down on us from the Shenyun sect. Every time I come, I have to fight several times. I don't have any friends, but I have several opponents. But in the past, the opponent always waited.
I came to the door again after meeting the owner, this time so early..."
At the entrance of the courtyard, there were three middle-aged men standing. They were also wearing black and white sect clothes. The difference was that these men had two stripes, one black and one white, embroidered on their cuffs.
"Bah, Jing Yu is the elder Keqing of our Shenyun Sect. You can compare with each other if you want. If you want to fight Jing Yu, you can do it. You must pass my level first and then come back."
Although the leader was asking Zhang Wuji, his eyes fell directly on Jing Yu, because Lin Ye looked like he was in his early twenties, so there was no way he could be Jing Yu.
Seeing Zhang Wuji's "you are shameless" and "you are shameless" expression, Yan Tong's face darkened. Was Zhang Wuji deliberately misinterpreting his words?
"Zhang Wuji, why do you deliberately misrepresent my senior brother's meaning? To deal with him, we need three of my senior brothers to join forces. I can do it alone."
Many people speculated that the master's three subordinates felt that it would be a bit embarrassing to return to the mountain gate after being rejected by Jing Yu. The three of them were just used by the master to save some face.
"That means a wheel-to-wheel battle, Yan Tong, I didn't expect that you, the divine butler of the sect, would actually engage in a wheel-to-wheel battle. You..."
"Junior brother Zhang, don't talk nonsense. My three brothers don't mean this."
Zhang Wuju's expression became solemn after the young sect leader appeared.
The middle-aged man on Yan Tong's left stood up, his words did not give Zhang Wuwei any face, and his eyes towards Jing Yu were even more disdainful.
Lin Ye knew that these four were all deacons of the god-level sect.
"Three against one, you are so shameless!",
Li Yifei, the direct disciple of the master of the god-level sect.
The reason is very simple, their master is the elder who was rejected by Jing Yu.
Zhang Wuji stood in the front, and Yan Tong and the other three looked a little ugly. Although no one in the god-level sect liked Zhang Wuji, the reason why Zhang Wuji dared to be so presumptuous in the god-level sect was because of his own strength.
here.
There are really not many disciples under the elders of the god-level sect who can definitely defeat Zhang Wuji, at least the three of them are not sure of this.
"Junior Brother Zhang, I don't know who is your Shenyun Sect's guest minister, Elder Jing Yu!"
"Damn you, your sword heart hasn't recovered yet, aren't they just a few minions? Last time I was able to defeat those guys who were looking for trouble, and it will be the same this time."
Jing Yu knew what Zhang Wuju meant, these people should be coming for him.
After saying that, Zhang Wuju took the lead and walked towards the door. Lin Ye and Jing Yu smiled at each other and followed.
The most important thing is to prove to others that the master didn't choose the three of them randomly just to save face, and their talents were not inferior to Jing Yu's.
"I'll go."
"It's nothing. I heard that Jing Yu's swordsmanship is unparalleled. The three of us happen to be sword practitioners as well, so we just want to learn from each other."
On the way here, Zhang Wuji introduced the levels of disciples within the god-level sect. Those at the elder level would have a golden horizontal bar on the chest of their clothes, deacons would have two bars, black and white, and those under the deacons would have two bars.
The disciples have a white bar, while the ordinary outer disciples only have a black bar.
After Yan and the other three entered the god-level sect, they were ridiculed by other fellow disciples because of this at first. Therefore, the three of them were filled with resentment towards Jing Yu.
From behind, a handsome and handsome young man walked slowly over. The appearance of the man made the faces of Yan and the three of them look happy, and they hurriedly said respectfully: "I have met the young master."
Long before Jing Yu was about to come to the god-level sect, he learned from the disciples who went to the Shenyun Sect that Jing Yu couldn't even defeat an inner sect disciple, but he was just wasting his reputation.
Many of the deacons who had originally learned that Jing Yu was coming to the god-level sect and were planning to teach Jing Yu a lesson suddenly lost interest, but the three brothers and sisters still decided to teach Jing Yu a lesson.
If Jing Yu, like a young genius, grows to a point where they can only look up to him, the three of them will only bury this resentment in their hearts. But now that Jing Yu has fallen from the altar of genius, the three of them are
I plan to vent the resentment that has been buried in my heart for many years.
Zhang Wuju had an angry expression on his face. Yan Tong also twitched his mouth when he heard this. When did he say that we would fight three against one? He just said that the three of us are sword practitioners and wanted to compete with Jing Yu.
, and I didn’t say that the three of them would come together.
"What does Senior Brother Yan have to do with Elder Jing?"
When he said this, Zhang Wuji looked at Yan Jingyu, "The person you refused to become a disciple at the beginning is the second elder of the god-level sect, and he has more than a dozen disciples..."
What's more important is that the master originally planned to accept only Jing Yu as his apprentice, but after Jing Yu refused, he only accepted the three of them in Zhoucheng.
The deacons of god-level sects are usually disciples of elders.
For a moment, the three of them hesitated.
"Senior Brother Zhang, there is no need to get into such a tense situation. Our God-level Sect and the Shenyun Sect come from the same origin. It is normal for the disciples in the sect to learn from each other. If Senior Brother Zhang is itchy and wants to find someone to practice his skills with, I can accompany him."
There are a total of seven direct disciples of the god-level sect master, but as the last disciple, Li Yifei defeated the other six senior brothers and became the young master of the god-level sect. His talent and strength are extraordinary.
"Are you Jing Yu?"
Li Yifei's eyes fell on Jing Yu and said contemptuously: "It's nothing more than that."
As for Lin Ye, he was simply ignored by the young sect leader.