Perhaps seeing Feng Ziqing's worries, Zhiyue said with relief: "The battlefield is only in the Arctic. There is no need to worry about the other continents. This is a safety line built by our fellow human monks."
Feng Ziqing nodded, it was more or less the same, he didn't want to feel aggrieved to be killed by a foreigner before he could take revenge.
After that, Zhiyue and Longke each told some secrets of cultivation, which was a feast for Fengliu and Fengliu.
For example, more than three thousand years ago, three sects and one sect were established one after another. A thousand years ago, there was a turmoil in the Tianwai Celestial Sect. However, the specific cause is not known. We only know that since then, the behavior of the disciples of the Tianwai Celestial Sect has become more unpredictable.
Impenetrable.
Another example is that since the founding of the Yuntian Sect, the entire sect, including the sect leader, has always had seventy-seven people. Only when a disciple dies will the number of seventy-seven be replenished.
If someone is killed along the way, the whole sect will use all its strength to avenge him, and only after the great revenge is avenged, will he recruit new disciples.
Therefore, in terms of seniority, most of the disciples of the Yuntian Sect are actually relatively high in seniority. However, for the sake of considering the many disciples and sorting out the seniority, except for the four major dock masters, the Yuntian Sect and the disciples of the other two sects all refer to each other by their age.
Just like the previous trip to the brothel, Zhiyue called them junior sisters.
There are also many secrets of the trails, which Long Ke knows a lot about. Feng Ziqing had to sigh a few words, Mo Lou's news is very well-informed.
A group of four people were on their way while practicing. Needless to say, Liu Fu had been practicing hard all the way since the battle at Hongfeng Temple. Under Zhiyue's patient guidance, his realm had become more stable, and the Five Realms were just around the corner.
The remaining three, except for Zhiyue, the other two have all improved, and their realms are almost the same, they are all in the late Dongyuan realm.
All the way south, the scenery is suitable and most attractive to women.
Unknowingly, a group of four people were traveling in early summer, and it was already autumn.
After leaving Yunze Country and walking southwest for a few days, you will reach Lingyu Mountain.
Lingyu Mountain is shrouded in fairy mist. Although the mountain is not very high and steep, it stretches continuously. Yunyu Fairy Mansion is the main mountain range in the middle.
The gate of the Immortal Mansion is made of cloud jade stone, with eight magnificent cloud jade stone pillars.
At the top of the center of the gate, there is a giant cloud jade coin pattern carved, indicating the authentic owner.
Looking in from outside the gate, the steps are as smooth as a mirror and paved like bluestone. But Yun Yuxian Mansion is the richest place in the mainland. Naturally, it will not be ordinary. I think it is superior.
In front of the gate, which is about tens of feet wide, there are eight disciples dressed in cloud jade and brocade, holding various weapons, standing under the cloud jade stone pillars, guarding side by side. The one with the lowest strength is a warrior of the Dongyuan Realm or the Fifth Realm, ranging in age.
one.
On both sides of the gate, there are two huge round jade stones that are as smooth as mirrors. They are shining brightly. They are probably used to send warnings.
Zhiyue and Longke had already changed back to their master's uniforms. When the four of them rode forward and were still more than ten feet away from the gate, someone shouted loudly: "Who is coming in front of you? Please tell me frankly.
I'll wait and pass the message."
Now that we are here, there is no need to hide anything anymore. Zhiyue replied loudly: "Zhiyue, a disciple of Chengtian Sect, has come to visit Elder Wanyu on the orders of his master Shouyan Zhenren. Please tell me."
After the four of them approached, the guarding disciples looked at each other, looked at everyone up and down, and then nodded. The leader said: "Since we are disciples of Chengtian Sect, there is no need to communicate. Who are these?"
"Long Ke, a disciple of Mo Lou, I have met all of you senior brothers." Long Ke was rarely polite and courteous. This is naturally because Yunyu Xianfu is the biggest customer of Mo Lou.
The leading guard nodded, smiled, and then looked at Feng Ziqing. The latter shrugged, pointed at Liu Fu beside him, and said: "We are unknown people, and we came here this time so that she can worship her."
Regarding Guixian Mansion, her name is Liu Fu."
"Oh? Are you Liu Fu? A warrior who rose to the first rank with one punch? You are so young." The man pointed at Feng Ziqing and said: "The higher-ups have already ordered this matter, and the three of them do not need to communicate it. As for you,
Since you came with them, let’s come along. Everyone, please.” After saying this, he stretched out his hand to guide them.
Feng Ziqing curled his lips secretly, well, it was just a coincidence that Liu Fu's fame was better than hers. Alas, I don't know whether to be happy or sad.
After everyone had walked about half a mile, the leading disciple stopped. I don’t know what he had done. A ripple of spiritual energy appeared out of thin air in front of his eyes. The next moment, several fellow disciples suddenly appeared. After looking at each other for a few times, he said goodbye and returned.
Let the few people who just appeared lead the way.
Feng Ziqing was surprised in his heart, this must be the mountain protection formation, but he couldn't sense it at all.
As everyone led their horses through the formation, their eyes suddenly lit up and the scene changed instantly.
The road up the mountain in front of me suddenly turned into an aura-rich fairy mansion, with a high-walled courtyard inside the gate, numerous attics, and hundreds of feet high buildings.
The four characters "Yunyuxianfu" are written on the door of the mansion, which is solemn and dignified with a hint of elegance. It is said that it is the handwriting of Yunzhuo Xianren, the leader of Yuntian Sect.
As soon as you enter the palace gate, your field of view instantly opens up. On the huge training ground, hundreds of disciples are practicing at will. Birds and monsters fly by on the training ground from time to time.
Feng Zi was as light as a child from the country entering the big city. He was dazzled by what he saw. Liu Fu was the same, with his eyes wide open and his mouth slightly open. It was not until Long Ke slapped them back to their senses with one hand that he restrained himself.
"Tsk tsk tsk. From the gate at the bottom of the mountain to the moment I enter the mansion, I have the urge to become a disciple. How comfortable and comfortable the disciples here are."
Hearing Feng Ziqing's emotion, none of the leading disciples answered the question, their expressions filled with arrogance.
A gentle voice suddenly came from a distance, but there was a hint of thorn in the words.
"Zhiyue, how come you suddenly remembered that you want to visit me, but the old Taoist Shouyan has something to explain? He is still as usual when he arrives. When something happens, his disciples will obey him. The mountain gate is too lazy to come down, and there is no need to pass the letter with the flying sword. Why?
, is he already so poor? Do you want me to help him?"
Halfway through the words, everyone felt a breeze blowing on their faces, and then a middle-aged woman appeared in front of them. She was wearing a Taoist robe, with a gentle temperament, a quiet expression, and an unpredictable state. It was completely different from what she just said.
different.
Several leading disciples bent down to salute and said in unison: "I have seen Elder Wan Yu."
The woman hummed softly and waved her hand, indicating that they could leave first.
After the people left, Zhiyue bowed and saluted. After standing up, he looked helpless and said with a wry smile: "Master, please don't ridicule your nephew. I came here this time to follow Master's order to ask Master to be the next fourth grader."
One of the main commentators on Sword Classics."
The middle-aged woman raised her eyebrows, and there was a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth. She pretended to be displeased and said: "Oh? It's rare that the wise man actually invited me to go. He didn't say that I have a demure attitude but no real gentleness.
What? You also said that if I fail to reason with others, I will take action, which is really rude. What, this time I changed my gender? "
In response to the middle-aged woman's sarcasm, Zhi became more and more speechless, and he did not dare to argue for the master. After all, it was the elder's matter. How could he interrupt, so he had to continue to lower his posture and said: "Master has already regretted it. For this,
The sect leader also reprimanded him, saying that he did not practice rituals enough, so he said such words, and the master deeply agrees."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman suddenly smiled, and then she said to Yan Yuese: "Well, that's pretty much it. When you go back, tell him that I agreed because of Uncle Chengwei's sake, not because of him.
.”
Zhiyue secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said sincerely: "My nephew must bring the words to me and tell them truthfully."
The middle-aged woman turned her attention to the other three people, "Little guy from Molou, how is your third floor owner doing recently? He has made so much money from my Yunyu Immortal Mansion, and he hasn't broken through yet?"
Long Ke was a little frightened, "Master, she has been in seclusion for many years and is on the verge of breaking through. She should be able to break through successfully before the start of the Four Swords Theory."
The middle-aged woman nodded, reluctantly agreeing. She ignored Feng Ziqing, and finally fixed her eyes on Liu Fu. After looking at her, she said: "Yes, the qualifications are indeed good, and the little guys over there are quite reliable in their work."
, little girl, are you willing to enter my Yunyu Immortal Mansion?"
Zhiyue wanted to say a few words of help to Liu Fu, but after being glared at by the middle-aged woman, he stood aside obediently.