When autumn comes, the cool breeze blows, and the leaves of the sycamore trees on the mountain peak have gradually turned red. From a distance, the entire mountain peak looks like a huge phoenix, noble and beautiful.
Halfway up the mountain, a waterfall falls straight down, and the splashing crystal-like water droplets reflect the red color of the maple leaves, emitting a ruby-like light under the sunlight.
Crystal Waterfall is one of the most beautiful attractions in Fenggui Peak.
Before autumn arrives, this is the favorite place for the inner disciples to visit.
Today, the place seems to be under martial law. Only three people are enjoying the beautiful scenery by the Tanshui River under the waterfall.
There are three of them, and they are all girls.
The person standing in the middle is wearing a white gauze skirt, with an extraordinary temperament, without a trace of fireworks.
Looking at other faces, the eyebrows are thin and curved, the eyes are big and lively, as if they are moistened by water at any time, the high nose is just right, and the small cherry mouth makes people daydream.
It is simply a beauty that is beyond comprehension. Not to mention men, even women will be fascinated by it.
This is the Qingyun Sect, the most beautiful woman within a hundred thousand miles, Qi Lingyun, nicknamed Fairy Lingyun.
The two girls next to Fairy Lingyun are also breathtakingly beautiful. Any one of them walking out will definitely make the majority of otakus nosebleed, and the so-called otaku goddesses will be eclipsed.
But standing next to Fairy Lingyun, they seemed slightly inferior. At least, they did not have Fairy Lingyun's fairy spirit that was not stained by fireworks.
But when it comes to these two people, almost no one in the Qingyun Sect doesn't know about them.
Among the three fairies of Qingyun, besides Fairy Lingyun, there are also Fairy Dujuan and Fairy Caiyang.
"Ling Yun, what happened to you today? This place is so beautiful, but you still turn a blind eye. What are you thinking? Do you really have a sweetheart?" Among the three girls, Fairy Caiyang is the youngest and the liveliest.
"Who can't think about it? Do you want to die? You actually miss our Fairy Lingyun so much. I'm afraid the entire Qingyun Sect will be shocked if this news spreads! At least more than ten thousand people want to kill this guy." Fairy Dujuan covered her face.
Smirking and joking at the same time.
"You two girls, do you want to find a sweetheart to make fun of me?" Fairy Lingyun glared at the two girls angrily.
Among the three girls, Ling Yun is the eldest.
"I don't dare. If I really find my sweetheart, I'm afraid someone will say that I am an ugly girl in a hurry to get married." Caiyang laughed and said.
"If you were ugly, would other girls still marry?" Ling Yun countered.
"Sister, what happened to you today? Based on my experience, you are definitely thinking of someone, and it's a man." Du Juan looked at Ling Yun eagerly, and the fire of gossip was ignited.
The three sisters have been together since they joined Qingyun Sect. They are like real sisters and there is nothing they cannot say.
After pondering for a moment, Ling Yun nodded.
Wow!
Both Fairy Dujuan and Fairy Caiyang opened their mouths in shock. Although they were prepared in their hearts, they were still very shocked when they suddenly learned the news.
"What are you thinking about? It's not a sweetheart, but the guy I rescued." Knowing that the two sisters were thinking wrongly, Ling Yun stamped his feet angrily and defended.
"The person you rescued? I heard about it." Du Juan looked at Ling Yun very curiously.
"I've heard about it too, and I'm still wondering. You were just picking herbs, so how could you meddle in other people's business and save a man? Moreover, I heard that Mr. Xue Yong who followed you was very angry. He was the one who brought you back..."
It was carried back on someone's back." Caiyang also looked at Ling Yun curiously, her eyes full of questions.
"He... is very special." Fairy Lingyun instantly thought of the time when she met Yang Huang, and her face turned red involuntarily.
What impressed Fairy Lingyun the most was her fair skin, upturned corners of her mouth, that relief-like smile, and... and that thick...
If it were anyone else, Fairy Lingyun would never pay attention to it, but after seeing the relieved smile on the corner of Yang Huang's mouth, Fairy Lingyun accidentally wanted to save people.
"It's over, it's over, this kid is dead. If anyone knows that you have been thinking about this kid all day today, he will never survive the sunrise tomorrow." Caiyang looked at the blush on Fairy Lingyun's face and immediately knew that something was wrong.
"No one needs to know that the eldest sister is thinking about that boy. I just know that the eldest sister rescued him and had close contact with him. That boy will not be easy. I really look forward to him entering the inner door. I will take a good look at it when the time comes.
What kind of boy is this that makes eldest sister admire him with admiration?" Du Juan said with a smile.
Indeed, without having any contact with Fairy Lingyun, just the reputation of being rescued by Fairy Lingyun has already made many people jealous.
Shanmen Peak.
Xuangong Cave.
This is a cliff, straight up and down, like a mirror with no climbing path at all.
On the cliff, there are natural caves of various sizes.
For some unknown reason, the spiritual energy here is more than twice as strong as other places, and this has become the best place for cultivation in Shanmen Peak.
More than a hundred caves, large and small, have been occupied. Of course, no one who can practice here is not a prominent figure in Shanmen Peak.
In a small grotto about a hundred meters above the ground, two outer disciples with iron plates hanging on their faces were reporting something.
Although they are all outer sect disciples, they are also divided into high and low levels. The lowest one is the wooden sign, followed by iron and copper. Those with the silver waist plate are deacons, while those with the gold waist plate are the inner sect disciples, the chief stewards.
, and further up is the Purple Gold Waist Card, which represents the elders, close disciples, direct disciples and direct relatives of each mountain manager, who belong to a privileged family.
The real general managers, elders, law enforcement officers, etc. of the Qingyun Sect do not wear waist badges, but have silk threads embroidered on their clothes that represent their status.
"Young Master Cong, we have already heard that that boy has joined our Qingyun Sect and is now a disciple of the C generation." A guy with a big sarcoma on his forehead said flatteringly.
"News came from the inner gate, confirming that the boy was rescued by Fairy Lingyun. I heard that when he was found, he had no clothes at all. The clothes were obtained by returning to our mountain gate peak."
"Bastard, bastard, you actually let Fairy Lingyun see you wearing nothing. This is blasphemy. This is blasphemy to the fairy's eyes. The first thing the fairy sees should be me, it's me..."
With a cry, a magic crystal the size of an egg was suddenly thrown out. It hit the wall and instantly shattered. A trace of spiritual energy flowed out, instantly increasing the spiritual energy of the entire cave several times.
If it weren't for the evil star in front of them, the two outer disciples would definitely drop everything, meditate and start practicing directly.
"Kill him, I'm going to kill that man named Yang Huang." Mo Cong roared through gritted teeth.
"Young Master Cong, Young Master Cong, it is certain to kill him, but it is not possible these days. The competition in March is about to begin, and some deacons from the inner gate are coming. If at this time..." Although Sarcoma doesn't want to
Provoked Mo Cong who was angry, but for the sake of his own life, he still rushed forward to stop Mo Cong.
Although the Qingyun Sect has some dirty deeds in private, it is a large sect after all and has its own rules. To blatantly kill a disciple of the same sect is a grave sin.
Even if Mo Cong's father is one of the seven chief deacons under the general manager of Shanmen Peak, if he is caught in the act, it will be enough for him to drink a pot.
Mo Cong's face suddenly darkened, he couldn't wait for Yang Huang to die.
"You go and find out the deacon's whereabouts for me. I want Yang Huang dead. I can't wait." Mo Cong stared at his two subordinates. He had already decided that if it didn't work, he would let his two subordinates take action.
These two guys are already second-level spiritual masters. It is a piece of cake to deal with an ordinary person who has not even condensed their spiritual roots.
Maybe Yang Huang could be killed without anyone noticing. Even if the deacon investigated in the end, he would just abandon a weak younger brother.
After following Mo Cong for so many years, the two subordinates didn't know what their eldest brother was thinking. When they saw Mo Cong's eyes turning, their hearts suddenly lifted.
"Young Master Cong, there's no need to go to so much trouble. I found that boy Yang Huang entered the practice valley before and seemed to be practicing martial arts." Although Sarcoma was panicking, he immediately thought of a solution.
"Being able to enter the training valley means that Yang Huang has condensed his spiritual roots. Since he has condensed his spiritual roots, he will not be able to escape this competition..."
"Yes, yes, as long as you participate in the small competition, the first-level and second-level trainee spiritual masters will compete together. In fact, everyone said that the junior trainee spiritual masters should experience the feeling of fighting, but this is also an opportunity. As long as we meet..."
Another subordinate quickly agreed.
"You can cultivate spiritual roots in one day? This is a genius..." Thinking that he had mastered Yang Huang's life and death, Mo Cong was not as anxious as before, but he still discovered something was wrong.
"I'm afraid he is really a genius. I have been in Qingyun Sect for at least fifteen years, and I have never met such a genius." Sarcoma echoed.
"So what if he is a genius? Even if he is a rare genius in the world, if he dares to covet Fairy Lingyun, I, Mo Cong, will kill him. Fairy Lingyun is mine. When I advance to the inner sect, I will definitely let Fairy Lingyun know that I am
A true genius."
"As for Yang Huang, no matter what kind of genius he is, I will only let him die."
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After practicing martial arts for a whole day, Yang Huang's bones seemed to be out of joint. He dragged his painful and tired body back to the dormitory step by step.
There was someone in the room, it was Zhang Lei. Zhang Lei did not go about his chores today, but sat in front of the table with a dark face and waited.
"What's wrong? Who provoked our know-it-all?" Seeing Zhang Lei's unprecedented black face, Yang Huang said with a smile.
"You're dead." Zhang Lei looked at Yang Huang, sighed heavily, and said.
Something really happened.
Yang Huang knew that Zhang Lei was not being funny. He could see that Zhang Lei looked at him as if he was looking at a dead person.
"Why do you want to go to Practice Valley to practice martial arts? Why? You don't know if you enter there, it means you have condensed your spiritual roots?" Zhang Lei shouted hysterically.
"You can enter somewhere with just your ID card, and there aren't many people..." Yang Huang said doubtfully.
"There are not many people, but if someone is interested and investigates, they will find you." Zhang Lei slumped down on the stool.
"Someone has already investigated you and knows that you have gathered spiritual roots. An hour ago, Deacon Qin came here in person and asked me to inform you to participate in the sect competition the day after tomorrow."
"And I asked around and found that at least one person is ready to attack. His goal is to kill you."
After Zhang Lei said all this, his whole body seemed to have been drained of strength.
"I just came to Qingyun Sect, and I didn't provoke anyone else. How could someone deliberately investigate me and kill me?" Yang Huang did not panic. He had already mastered the first form of Dragon Elephant Fist.
Half of it, but the power...
Yang Huang believes that if he is only a first-level trainee spiritual master, even if he is at the peak of the first level, he is only powerful. With the mystery of Dragon Elephant Fist, he is not afraid of anyone in the same realm.
"Do you think I really know everything? Know everything? If I knew everything, I wouldn't let you go to the training valley." Zhang Lei rolled his eyes at Yang Huang.
"But according to my guess, you were rescued by Fairy Lingyun. Some people were jealous. In their eyes, you were just an ant. They could be crushed to death casually. I think this is the only possibility." Although Zhang Lei did not get the exact answer.
The news, but just guessing, has already guessed the problem to 70% or 80%.
"In this case, the soldiers will cover up the water and the earth." Yang Huang shrugged, stopped talking nonsense with Zhang Lei, fell directly on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.