The Qingyun Sect is still in a state of jubilation, just like the New Year.
At this moment, some mysterious "guests" were welcomed by the mountain gate.
There are eleven people in total.
A man in golden robe seemed to be a prisoner, with various restrictions all over his body, and he could not make any sound. He was full of pain, but he still muttered words, as if he was praying, extremely pious.
The other ten people covered their bodies and hiding their breath, and they could not tell what their origin was.
However, the man in the black robe seemed to be very familiar with Qingyun Sect.
After walking a few steps at will, he bypassed the ban outside the mountain gate to block outsiders.
"Who?"
"stop!"
Soon, several disciples of Qingyun Sect used their escape technique and stood in front of these mysterious people.
They are very alert.
A man in white walked to the front with a magic sword in his hand, with a transcendent demeanor and a cold look. Although he was only in the realm of the Golden Pill, he seemed quite extraordinary.
Huang Jingting, a true disciple of Qingyun Sect.
Because he has a inheritance pearl, his status in Qingyun Sect is higher than that of ordinary elders.
He is a disciple who is highly valued by the sect.
"It's coming very soon." The man in black robe smiled.
When Qingyun Sect encounters such targeting, naturally, everything from the outside world is very vigilant.
Huang Jingting frowned, neither humble nor arrogant: "Several seniors don't know what to do when they come, what is the matter that needs the younger generation to serve?"
"I have something to talk to you Qingyun Sect." said the man in black.
Huang Jingting's heart was slightly sank.
Judging from this attitude, the person who came was not kind.
He suddenly remembered the chaos in the world of immortal cultivation. It is said that powerful monks were killing everywhere and specializing in selecting monks from major sects to attack.
He is extremely cruel, he is simply a group of devils.
These people in front of you will not...
Huang Jingting's whole body became cold.
This is too crazy.
Go straight to the door?
Huang Jingting gave a color to the other junior brothers, and they quietly stepped back and hurriedly reported the news.
"Several seniors, if you have anything, you can tell me directly. Although my juniors have a low level, they are also true disciples of Qingyun Sect and can decide some things." Huang Jingting said in a deep voice.
The man in black robe suddenly turned cold: "Tell me? Are you qualified to talk to me?"
In an instant, the temperature dropped sharply.
Endless frost spreads.
The evil spirit on the black-robed man was visible to the naked eye, bringing a terrifying and majestic evil spirit.
Although this is the mountain gate of Qingyun Sect.
But if the other party wants to kill him, I'm afraid no one can stop him.
Huang Jingting smiled bitterly on his face, and then turned into a firm state: "If the senior had this attitude, I'm afraid there was nothing to talk about with you."
If the other party is really a madman who has disrupted the immortal world recently, he may not be able to escape this disaster no matter what.
But before death, at least these people should be blocked outside the mountain gate and wait for the support of the sect's seniors.
Just when Huang Jingting was ready to die, the man in black robe suddenly laughed, and the original solemn aura suddenly dissipated.
For a moment, the weather was clear.
Everything just now seemed like a dream.
"Don't be nervous, we're not here to make trouble." The man in black robe smiled and said, "I'm just testing you, it's good, and doing well."
Huang Jingting was already covered in cold sweat at this moment, and a thread in his heart almost broke. Hearing this sentence, his scalp felt a little numb.
This...what is this to do.
The man in black then threw out a token: "I think I can enter Qingyun Sect with this."
Huang Jingting subconsciously took the token and looked closely.
It turned out to be the identity token of the true disciple of Qingyun Sect.
The identity token of each true transmission is different, unique and can prove its identity.
"This..." Huang Jingting's pupils shrank, and he no longer cared about the difference in his realm and his voice was anxious: "Who are you, where did you get this token?"
"I'm afraid I can't tell you about this for the time being." The man in black said, "Don't worry, you will know about it in the future."
Huang Jingting suddenly fell into a dilemma.
He has no right to place cultivators of unknown origin into Qingyun Sect.
But he also knows very well what this identity token represents.
And at this moment, two streams of light from Qingyun Sect rushed over, a rainbow light penetrated the world, extremely hot, and a white light was misty and shadowless, and it was hard to find.
It was Yuan Qiu, the owner of the Sunset Palace, and Han Li, the owner of the Xuanyun Palace.
Two god-transforming monks arrived.
Huang Jingting breathed a sigh of relief.
Very good.
"I have met two hall masters." Huang Jingting saluted respectfully.
Yuan Qiu nodded, then looked at the people in front of him, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
He felt several breaths that were not inferior to himself.
There are even a few of them that they find it difficult to fully perceive the other party's realm.
Very not simple.
Yuan Qiu and Han Li looked at each other and felt a little tricky.
It is no trivial to have such a powerful monk of unknown origin visiting the door.
Huang Jingting respectfully handed the token on: "Two Palace Masters, the mysterious man took out this token."
"This is..." Han Li took the lead in getting the token, his eyes sharpened, and he stared at the man in black: "Where did you get the token?"
"I want to go in and talk again." The man in black robe had a strange voice, as if his emotions were turbulent: "I don't know if it's OK."
Han Li was slightly silent and nodded: "Please."
Then he turned his head and said to Yuan Qiu: "Open the Qingyun Zhuxian Formation."
The Qingyun Zhuxian Formation is the most terrifying formation in the Qingyun Sect’s mountain protection formation. Once it is activated, it will destroy the world and destroy the earth. If it is Zhuxian destroyed the Buddha, I am afraid that the entire area where the Qingyun Sect is located will collapse.
Of course it is impossible to turn it on completely, just activate a small part of it for defense.
Of course, Yuan Qiu had no objection and immediately ordered to prepare.
The mountain gate opened, and Qingyun Sect officially welcomed this group of "guests" of unknown origin.
Enter the mountain gate and pass through several fairy peaks and corridors.
Along the way, the mysterious man in black robe seemed familiar and flew directly to Qingyun Square without any guidance. Everything seemed so familiar.
But Han Li's brows became tighter and tighter.
What is the origin of this person?
He is so familiar with Qingyun Sect.
However, since the other party dares to enter Qingyun Sect, there is no need to worry about anything. The Qingyun Zhuxian Formation has been activated, and the Sect Master, the Lord Linxian Pavilion, and the Lord Shenji Pavilion are all in the sect.
Although these people are powerful, they will definitely not cause any storm.
"It's almost OK." Han Li said coldly when he finally arrived at Qingyun Square.
The man in black robe paused.
Han Li continued to ask: "Who are you? That token is the identity proof of an important true teaching of Qingyun Sect. Why is it in your hands? What exactly do you mean by coming here?"
The body beside the man in black robe moved slightly, as if he was holding back his laughter.
This scene is even more confusing.
Finally, the man in black robe took off his hood, revealing a familiar face with tears but smiling, and his voice was a little more swallowed: "Because that is mine."