Three days later at night, high in the endless mountain range, a flying boat was flying from the distant sky.
At the front of the flying boat, a young woman can be vaguely seen standing upright, her eyes dark, looking at the mountains in the distance.
There were four other people in the flying boat.
It was Ye Xuan, Lu Yu and others.
Wherever Ye Xuan looked, there were mountains connected to each other for hundreds of miles, high or low, stretching endlessly, and each mountain was vaguely wrapped with blue mist.
When passing through a seemingly ordinary void, a wave of water-like waves suddenly rippled out.
Ye Xuan only felt that his vision was blurry. When he came back to his senses, he found that the scenery in front of him was completely different. The flying boat carried everyone into another world.
He glanced around and saw that the surroundings were surrounded by continuous mountain peaks that were several times more majestic than before. At the top of a huge mountain peak that was coming towards him, there stood a thousand-foot-high stone tablet. On the stone tablet were engraved several inscriptions.
The simple and vigorous green characters "Biquan Sect".
The stone tablet shines with silver light in the sunlight, and the three large cyan characters on the surface give people a sense of solemnity.
"Finally returned to Biquan Sect." Lu Yu let out a breath. In the past few days, he had been worried about the Wuli tribe's pursuit. Fortunately, the journey was safe and sound.
The flying boat carried several people along the way. Ye Xuan's eyes flashed slightly. Looking around, there was a very conspicuous main peak that towered into the clouds among the mountain peaks. I don't know how high the main peak was. White clouds shrouded the mountainside.
It is like a jade belt tied around the waist. The top of the mountain reaches straight into the sky, and the things above cannot be seen clearly with the naked eye.
Ye Xuan couldn't help but nodded and exclaimed, "What a majestic sect."
The sects in Tianwu Continent are nothing compared to this place.
Yu Fei stood next to Ye Xuan, smiled and said, "Indeed, although the Biquan Sect is not the top sect in the demon world, it is indeed extremely powerful compared with the sects in our human continent. Brother Ye, hiding under these mountains
There are fifteen mineral veins running through the north and south. Both the vitality and the demonic energy are extremely strong. In addition, have you noticed that it is night outside, but it is daytime here."
Ye Xuan nodded and said, "Well, maybe the time here is reversed from that outside."
Yu Fei smiled slightly and said, "Brother Ye, the time here is not reversed from outside. But in this sect, there is no night at all."
Ye Xuan was slightly startled when he heard this.
But I heard Yu Fei continue. "Brother Ye, in fact, Biquan Sect already belongs to a 'secret realm'. It is said that when the Biquan Saint Group, the founding ancestor of our Biquan Sect, discovered this secret realm, they immediately identified this place as Biquan."
From then on, it laid the foundation of Biquan for hundreds of thousands of years."
While talking, Ye Xuan saw some exquisite buildings floating in the sky among some mountain peaks. Some were only held up by white clouds and could be seen clearly, while others were obscured by various lights.
, it looks vague and cannot be easily approached.
And groups of escaping lights entered and exited these mountain peak buildings, including figures riding spiritual birds, stepping on flying clouds, driving speeding cars, flying boats, and other strange flying objects.
After a while, the group of people came to an antique attic under a certain mountain peak.
The attic is more than ten feet high and is built close to the mountain. There is a camphor wood plaque hanging above the door of the attic, which clearly reads "Yulu Pavilion" in three large gold characters.
"This is our residence. Ye You will stay here first, and we will go to the Ruquan Hall tomorrow." Lu Yu said.
Ye Xuan nodded and got off the flying boat with everyone.
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The next day.
Ye Xuan, led by Lu Yu, went straight to the Quan Palace.
The Biquan Sect also holds a disciple recruitment conference every ten years, but the tenth anniversary is still very early.
The Ruquan Hall is where disciples are recruited under temporary circumstances.
When Ye Xuan and Lu Yu arrived in front of the Ruquan Hall, in the spacious courtyard, there was a "cang clang" sound of armors clashing, and several figures wearing bright black armor surrounded them.
Surrounding the two of them in the center.
Ye Xuan glanced at these "people" and was shocked to find that they had no aura of living people. They were all puppets. What surprised him even more was that the armors worn by these puppets were covered with magic patterns, with powerful patterns on them.
The fluctuations came.
I am afraid that the strength of each of them is no less than that of a Saint King.
"Who is here and why?" At this time, a somewhat mechanical voice came from one of the puppets.
"I heard that our sect needs an alchemist, so I came here to give it a try." Ye Xuan said without moving.
"Follow me." A puppet said, turned around and walked towards the main hall.
Ye Xuan and Lu Yu followed it, and the other puppets formed a team and followed.
Arriving at the entrance of the palace, all the puppets were divided into two teams and stood side by side on both sides of the entrance, no longer moving.
Ye Xuan and Lu Yu secretly communicated before walking into the hall alone.
The main hall was brightly lit, and there were two large chairs facing the door. Sitting on each was an old man in scarlet clothes. One wore a high crown and was thin, while the other had a face as heavy as a jujube and a burly physique.
Ye Xuan was slightly shocked, as these two old men were actually two powerful men in the Immortal Saint Realm.
"You said you're here to apply for the position of alchemist?" the tall-crowned old man on the left asked, his voice a little hoarse.
"Not bad." Although Ye Xuan was slightly surprised in his heart, his face was very calm and he nodded.
"Do you know what we require from an alchemist?" the burly old man on the right asked.
"I don't know." Ye Xuan shook his head.
"What we need is at least an alchemy master who can refine Martial Emperor level elixirs. Are you qualified?" the old man with a high crown said, his voice still without any fluctuation.
Ye Xuan was speechless, Martial Emperor Realm?!
Originally, he was a little worried about his alchemy level.
Although I have obtained many alchemy classics over the years and occasionally made elixirs, I did not dare to claim to be an alchemy master when I was in Tianwu Continent.
An alchemy master in the Martial Emperor Realm?
Seeing that these two alien immortal old men did not seem to be joking, Ye Xuan once again had a deep understanding of the level of alchemy in the demon world.
"So, as long as I can refine elixirs at the Martial Emperor level, I can become the master of alchemy in this sect?" Ye Xuan asked with a slight brow move.
"Yes. If you can really do it, you can become the alchemy master of our sect, make elixirs for our sect, and at the same time enjoy the noble treatment of an alchemist. If you can refine elixirs above the holy level, you can become the master of this sect.
As an alchemy master, your remuneration will be better. But I remind you, if you don’t have the level of Martial Emperor Alchemist, get out of here. We don’t have time to chat with you, a junior in the Holy King Realm.” said the burly old man.