Ascension, starting from the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth

Jianmen Palace.

The Qing Jian Sect entered the first hall of the sect.

The master of the palace, Sima Chaoqun, is in charge of all matters except Jiufeng.

However, Sima Chaoqun usually does not handle daily chores personally.

Except for particularly important matters, its five disciples in the foundation-building stage are responsible for handling certain matters.

On this day, Sima Chaoqun was meditating in his palace. One of his foundation-building disciples, the fifth disciple Zheng Yang, suddenly came.

After hearing Zheng Yang's intention to come, Sima Chaoqun thought he heard wrongly, so he repeated: "Zheng Yang, are you sure you are just an ordinary disciple at the fifth level of Qi Refining?"

Zheng Yang, who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar, immediately replied respectfully: "Master Hui, it is true that he is just a disciple at the fifth level of Qi refining."

"Mutated Darkness and Thunder Twin Immortal Roots. It is indeed a pity."

Sima Chaoqun said, stroking his long white beard that hung down to his abdomen, and there seemed to be a hint of interest in his slightly narrowed eyes.

Zheng Yang said respectfully: "Master, mutated double immortal roots are indeed very rare. Although today's world of immortal cultivation is secretly taught, such immortal root qualifications cannot build a foundation at all. But I thought of Master Zhang. He has double immortal roots, so You see..."

Sima Chaoqun's narrowed eyes suddenly opened, and then he slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the hall.

After thinking for a long time, he nodded and said: "Then send him to Uncle Zhang in the Four Peaks. It is a special fate for a person with the qualification of mutated double immortal roots to join our Qingjian Sect. If he can join In Master Zhang’s eyes, this trip to the Hidden Mist Sea will count as one of his places.”

Zheng Yang's face lit up with joy when he heard this, and after respectfully saying yes, he immediately left.

Sima Chaoqun stroked his long beard, his eyes seemed to be looking in the direction of the fourth peak, and murmured: "Uncle Zhang, how many years have it been? I hope this child can be an opportunity to change you."

…

Yang Che waited uneasily in a side hall.

He didn't know whether the sect would agree to the condition he proposed.

That is, if he can become one of the qualified examination disciples and enter the inner sea of ​​the Hidden Mist Sea to practice, he will help the sect collect at least five thousand-year-old elixirs.

He had previously gone to the sect's 'Wanjuan Pavilion' to check out many relevant information on the Hidden Mist Sea, and knew that the most precious thing in the Hidden Mist Sea was the elixirs and herbs that were more than a thousand years old.

From the past, these prospective disciples who wanted to become official disciples of Jiu Feng had to collect at least one thousand-year-old elixir and herb.

So after Yang Che asked Master Zheng Yang, he first told Master Zheng Yang that he only needed one chance to sign up to participate, and secondly, he told Master Zheng that if he got this chance, he would collect five thousand-year-old elixirs from the inner sea. Return to the sect.

Yang Che had no choice but to wait any longer.

Zheng Yang did not agree at first.

After all, the recruitment of Jiufeng disciples is very strict, how can this be a child's play?

There are so many low-level disciples who want to enter the inner sea to practice. If they all put forward a "fake big sky" condition, will all the sects agree?

Seeing that he could not persuade Zheng Yang, Yang Che had no choice but to ask his uncle Zheng Yang very sincerely for advice. Is there really no way to build a foundation with the mutated double immortal root aptitude?

This is when Yang Che was really desperate and sincerely asked for advice.

When Zheng Yang heard the words 'mutated double immortal roots' and then confirmed that Yang Che had the qualifications of mutated dark and thunder double immortal roots, his attitude changed drastically and he asked him to wait here while he went to the main hall to ask the palace master for instructions.

Just as Yang Che was getting more and more anxious, Master Zheng Yang came back.

"Uncle Zheng, how are you?"

Yang Che asked respectfully nervously and impatiently.

Zheng Yang looked serious. He looked at Yang Che carefully and said sternly: "Yang Che, the palace master said that in view of your special situation, let me take you to the fourth peak. If you can enter the fourth peak, With the eyes of the Lord, you are qualified to get a place to experience in the Kirigakure Inner Sea."

"The fourth peak?"

When Yang Che heard this, his expression couldn't help but change.

"Yes. You must have heard of this fourth peak. It is the most special peak among the nine peaks. If you are afraid, you can choose to give up."

Zheng Yang stared at Yang Che with burning eyes.

"Please ask Uncle Master to take the disciples there." There was no way Yang Che could give up. He would give it a try no matter how difficult it was.

Zheng Yang nodded and flew to the fourth peak with Yang Che.

The fourth peak is also called Jian Si Peak.

The peak is named after the ranking of ‘Immortal Sword’.

Jiansi Peak is one of the nine main peaks in the Xuanqing Mountains. It is towering and steep, reaching straight into the sky.

Zheng Yang took Yang Che and landed on the huge bluestone square at the top of the mountain.

This square covers hundreds of acres and is surrounded by countless pavilions and pavilions. But strangely, it is so silent that you can hear a needle drop.

"Disciple Zheng Yang, the fifth eldest son of Jianmen Hall, came here to ask for an audience with Master Zhang."

Zheng Yang looks middle-aged, elegant and gentle.

"Little Zheng Yang, if you can't come up with a suitable reason for coming here, I will kick you down the mountain."

The voice of an extremely aged old man came out from a certain hall with dissatisfaction.

Zheng Yang said with great respect: "It is a disciple's honor to be kicked down the mountain by Master Zhang. Master Zhang, what do you think of this person next to me?"

"Not so good. He is already in his twenties, and he is only at the eleventh level of Qi refining. Why did you bring him here? Don't say that you want to worship me at the foot of my peak. Such a person is still not in my eyes. If you are ready Come to my fourth peak, then don’t waste your efforts.”

The old man's voice was cold and rude, and he gave an order to expel the guests.

"The eleventh level of Qi refining?"

Zheng Yang looked at Yang Che with a puzzled look on his face.

But Yang Che was shocked inside.

This old man is simply outrageous! His true cultivation level can be seen at a glance.

"Yang Che, what's going on? Are you hiding your cultivation?" Zheng Yang also became a little wary at this time.

Yang Che quickly waved his hand and immediately explained the reason to this uncle.

He said that when he was at the eleventh level of Qi refining, he was poisoned by a green poison, which caused his cultivation to continue to decline. Now he has returned to the fifth level of Qi refining after retraining.

"May I ask Master Zhang, is this kid telling the truth?" Zheng Yang didn't dare to be careless. He had to confirm that what Yang Che said was true.

"Little Zheng Yang, this kid didn't lie. Huh, if he dared to tell a lie just now, I would have cut off his head."

Although the old man's voice was still a little cold, it became a little lazy. Hearing this, Yang Che's whole body trembled.

"Let's go quickly. I'm going to do some cleaning."

The old man clearly issued an order to expel the guests.

Zheng Yang received a positive answer, and his vigilance disappeared naturally. He suddenly smiled and said: "Master Zhang, don't regret it. It's not easy to meet a disciple with mutated double immortal roots. My master immediately thought I care about you, so I specially asked me to bring this boy here for you to take a look at. Since you don’t like him, I have no choice but to take him away.”

After Zheng Yang finished speaking, he sighed with regret and prepared to take Yang Che away.

At this time, a ball of light suddenly flew out from somewhere in the main hall, turned into the shape of a big foot, and kicked Zheng Yang directly on the butt, really kicking Zheng Yang down the mountain. At the same time, Zheng Yang also received a message from Master Zhang, asking him to keep it secret.

Yang Che was stunned.

He stood alone in the square, neither walking nor leaving, and was caught in an awkward dilemma.

After a long time.

The old voice sounded again: "Why don't you hurry up and let me take a good look? What is the pestle doing there? Is it like a statue?"

Yang Che was startled and quickly replied: "Yes, yes, I'll come right away."

I'm sorry this old man has a bad temper.

Yang Che went straight to the main hall where the voice came from.

Entering the main hall, Yang Che immediately saw an old man with white hair and a childlike face sitting on the main seat of the main hall.

The old man looked at the immortal spirit and walked out of the dust.

There was a golden wine gourd hanging around his waist, and he was wearing a gray and white gown. His face was beardless, and he was very clean and handsome.

"Senior...Master...Oh no, ancestor, my disciple Yang Che pays my respects." After saying that, he immediately respectfully accepted the gift of the junior.

At this time, Yang Che heard the old man curl his lips and said with some disdain: "It's really not that good, he looks ordinary."