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In a certain cave where the main peak of Huayu Sect is as high as a thousand feet.

Daoist Qingyu is exhaling and refining Qi. The adventure four years ago, the legacy of his ancestor, made him heal from his injuries. After these years of hard work, he has finally made great progress. Three days ago, he entered the Later period of Tongxuan.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions.

What's more, in recent years, there have been many happy events in the Huayu Sect.

Although there were some crises and twists and turns, but with the protection of the ancestors, almost all of them were safe and resolved.

Among the younger generation of disciples in our sect, there are indeed many outstanding talents.

Not to mention the seeds of immortality like Su Zhiyan.

Given time, it will become a great weapon.

Even if you can't really become a fairy.

Entering the Mahayana period, it must be a certainty.

And if there is a Mahayana ancestor sitting in the town, the sect will be as stable as a rock, and the future will be prosperous again, just around the corner.

Except Su Zhiyan.

The new Yang siblings are also worthy of attention.

Ever since the immortal patriarch performed the mysterious immortal technique and supernatural powers, made the pear tree bloom in the middle of winter, broke the barriers of cultivating immortals for the two siblings, and formally guided them into the immortal path, the practice of the two siblings can be described as rapid progress. .

In just over a month, both of them have reached the peak of the second level of Qi Refining.

Such a speed is shocking.

Although compared with Su Zhiyan back then, it is still slightly worse, but in the history of our sect, it can still be ranked in the top ten.

And the unbelievable is.

After learning about this, Master Qingyu went to see the two siblings in person, and took action to test their spiritual roots.

The qualifications are excellent.

But it's just excellent!

Among their group of new disciples, they may be regarded as outstanding.

But to say that he is an astonishing genius, the seed of becoming an immortal, would be an exaggeration.

The siblings haven't reached that point yet, and they are even inferior to Liang Xiaotian, so their speed of cultivation is really surprising.

Master Qingyu also asked about their master, Daoren Shi, the deacon of Jindan.

Daoist Shi replied respectfully. Although he paid close attention to the siblings and often guided them in their practice, that was all and he did not give special treatment.

The elixir, medicinal materials and other cultivation resources that the siblings can receive every month are no different from ordinary disciples.

This made Master Qingyu even more amazed.

He couldn't think of the reason, but it could only be attributed to the blessing of the immortal patriarch.

After all, the pear tree bloomed because of this pair of siblings.

Perhaps it is really the immortals who have pity on them, that's why they have this blessing.

Every time I think about this matter, Master Qingyu always sighs with emotion, this patriarch really has great supernatural powers and supreme magic, but unfortunately, except for the fortuitous encounter four years ago, I never had the chance to meet him again.

Training is complete.

Master Qingyu got up and bowed to the longevity tablet enshrined in front of him.

Although he didn't know the name of the immortal patriarch, but he was grateful for his kindness and set up a longevity tablet for him in his own cave.

Three sticks of incense in the morning, noon and evening, prostration every day, with utmost respect.

After finishing the salute at this moment, Master Qingyu just stood up straight.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, as if sensing something, he suddenly raised his head.

Then without hesitation, it turned into a white light and flew out of the cave, standing on a large stone platform, looking into the distance.

I saw the direction of the ancestor's ancestral hall.

The sword energy soared into the sky.

As if to cut through the sky.

But it disappeared in a flash, and disappeared in the distance of the sky at an incredible speed...

Master Qingyu was stunned, his whole body almost fluttered in the wind, and even he was chilled by the piercing sword intent.

The direction of the ancestor's ancestral hall, could it be...

Master Qingyu immediately remembered the adventure he had there four years ago.

...

The sword energy soared into the sky, dazzling like a shooting star that melted across the sky.

It doesn't take a moment.

The entire Huayu Sect was startled.

Boiling against the sky.

The chief elders, feeling the sword intent soaring to the sky, all felt awe-inspiring in their hearts.

The expression may be surprised or happy, or bewildered, or fearful.

But there is one thing in common, that is, they all stayed where they were, not daring to move.

For fear of disturbing that terrifying sword intent, if the opponent turns to target himself...

Thinking of this possibility, the elders all felt chills on their necks, and even smiled wryly in their hearts. If they really got to that point, they would probably have no other choice but to slap their necks and kill them.

It is impossible to resist.

Although I don't know what kind of precious magic weapon it is, but to be able to soar into the sky with such sword energy, I feel that I am as small as an ant from a distance...

Who on earth can have such penetrating...

No need to guess.

Because the metaphor of the real master of the sect spread quickly, let everyone not panic, don't move around, and return to their positions. In a word, just one sentence...what to do!

Don't make wild guesses.

Thinking about this sentence, many elders thought about it, but they had an answer in their hearts.

Everyone's expression became respectful, and many people even saluted the distant sword energy.

...

"This movement seems to be a little louder."

In the ancestral hall of the ancestors, Lin Xiaoyao set up an arbor with his hands, looked at the locust tree fairy sword in the distance, smacked his lips, and then yawned again.

Forget it, no matter it is, no one will doubt him, this little transparent person anyway.

A little sleepy, go back to sleep first.

Presumably when I wake up tomorrow morning, there will be results.

So Lin Xiaoyao returned to the courtyard where he lived sleepily.

Sure enough, I still like the life of sleeping until I wake up naturally.

...

More than 10,000 miles away from Huayuzong, there is a stretch of rolling mountains, like a giant python crawling, extending to the sky.

And because the vegetation on this mountain is extremely dense, if you walk in the woods, it is difficult to see even the sunlight, even in the daytime, the light is very dim.

So it is called Black Python Mountain.

There are few people here, and there are often snakes and insects.

There are also legends of monsters doing evil.

Although the mortals outside the mountain are skeptical, even the common people who live here never dare to enter the depths of the mountain range.

Because once a little deeper, it is difficult to come out again, so there are not a few mountain hunters who lost their lives.

Therefore, the Black Python Mountain is very quiet, only the sounds of birds, beasts and insects chirping.

Today, however, the tranquility was broken.

The rumbling sound came to the ears, the vitality of the heaven and the earth fluctuated violently, and there was a faint evil spirit rising to the sky. It was clear that there were immortal cultivators who were not weak in cultivation and were fighting.

Soon, two rays of light, one green and one red, appeared in the void.

The two sides chased and fought each other, and after a while, they entered the depths of Black Mang Mountain.

These are actually two Nascent Soul Patriarchs!

The two sides clashed for some unknown reason, but they were all gnashing their teeth, obviously wanting to put the other party to death and then quickly.