Venerable Yuan

The Saint Child Peak stands high in the clouds, shining brightly, attracting many disciples' eyes to be blazing and respectful.

They know that the ten disciples who can leave their names on the Saint Child Peak must stand at the top of the countless disciples of Cangxuan Sect. Speaking of which, they are the kings among the countless disciples of Cangxuan Sect. Standing at the highest place, Looking down at everyone.

Countless disciples are envious, but they are looking forward to what kind of scenery it will be like if one day they can also leave their names on the Saint Child Peak.

However, they are rational and know very well how much effort and opportunity it takes to reach that point.

Today, except for the top ten people in the ceremony, all their disciples are just the most common black belt disciples in Neishan. In front of them, there are gold belt disciples and purple belt disciples.

As for the so-called top ten saints, only the most outstanding purple-belt disciples are qualified to compete. The weaker purple-belt disciples may not have the courage.

From this we can see how big the gap is between them and the ten great saints. It can be said to be a huge difference.

The ten Holy Sons on the Holy Son Peak, I am afraid that these disciples who have just entered the inner mountain are not even qualified to contact them. They are not on the same level at all...

While many disciples were sighing, the seven guides suddenly took action, and suddenly the clouds of Origin Qi split apart and turned into seven pieces...

"Next, we will take you to your respective peaks. You can say goodbye here for now."

After hearing the words of the seven welcoming envoys, many disciples quickly said goodbye to their acquaintances, and the sky was filled with excitement for a while.

Zhou Yuan looked up and saw that Qiao Xiu, Zhao Kun, Song Wanxi and others beside him had been separated, but behind him, there was still a familiar figure.

It was the fat Shen Wanjin.

Compared with the disciples of the other six peaks, the number of disciples who entered Saint Origin Peak was pitifully few, only a few hundred. This was because Headmaster Qingyang considered that Saint Origin Peak was indispensable, so he forcibly allocated some to them. , otherwise, I am afraid there will be fewer disciples choosing Saint Origin Peak.

And Shen Wanjin was also one of the disciples who was forcibly assigned.

However, compared to other bitter-faced disciples, Shen Wanjin was smiling and did not seem to be disappointed at all.

"Aren't you sad?" Zhou Yuan couldn't help but asked with a smile.

Shen Wanjin said with a flattering smile on his face: "I have a hunch that if I follow you, Brother Xiao Yuan, even if the Saint Origin Peak collapses, I feel that you will be able to prosper! So wherever your thigh is, I, Shen Wanjin, will Follow me wherever you go!”

He looked at Yaoyao aside and said, "And isn't there a sister Xiaoyao?" Zhou Yuan couldn't help but laughed angrily, this guy really planned to hug his thigh to the end.

However, he didn't say much. Regarding Shen Wanjin's character, he felt that it was pretty good. Being able to follow him into Saint Origin Peak meant that he could take care of him.

"By the way, Brother Xiao Yuan, the junior sister in red asked me to bring you a message just now." Shen Wanjin suddenly took out a rolled up note from his arms.

Zhou Yuan was startled, then took it and opened it to see that there was a beautiful handwriting on it.

"Be careful Lu Hong."

"Lu Hong?" Zhou Yuan frowned slightly. In the past three days, he had inquired and it seemed that one of the three elders of Saint Origin Peak was named Lu Hong.

But why did Gu Hongyi tell him to be careful?

Zhou Yuan's eyes flickered, and finally he seemed to have thought of something.

"Lu...could he be from the Lu family of Lu Feng, Lu Xuanyin and the others?"

He had heard from Lu Feng before that there was an elder in the Lu family who held the position of elder at Jianlai Peak, but wasn't this Saint Origin Peak?

He raised his head and looked at a cloud of Origin Qi not far away. In front of him, he saw the pretty Gu Hongyi, who looked at him and winked at him.

Zhou Yuan nodded slightly to express his gratitude.

At this time, the seven guides were already waving their sleeves and robes, and the clouds of Origin Qi suddenly began to separate, and finally flew away in several directions towards the inner mountain of Cangxuan Sect.

The receptionist from Saint Origin Peak fell in front of Zhou Yuan and the others. He looked about middle-aged, but he was kind. He said with a smile: "I am the deacon of the reception hall of Saint Origin Peak. You can just call me Deacon Fangzheng." .”

Upon hearing this, many disciples quickly saluted.

"Next, I will take you directly to Saint Origin Peak." Fang Zheng waved his hand, and then he rose up in the clouds, directly carrying many disciples on his back, and headed towards the distance.

The Origin Qi clouds roared past. Countless ancient palaces were looming among the clouds and mountains. There were also streams of light passing by in the sky. Most of them were young figures, but all of them had strong Origin Qi and had black hair wrapped around their waists. Belt or gold belt…

Compared with the outer mountains, the inner mountains began to truly reveal the foundation of Cangxuan Sect.

After half a stick of incense, Fang Zheng slowed down. When Zhou Yuan and the others looked up, they saw that in front of them, there were continuous mountains rising into the sky and submerging into the sky. Those mountains were covered with palaces. , majestic and majestic.

Among these mountains, there are faint mysterious fluctuations emanating, which is heart-stopping.

"This is where Saint Origin Peak is!"

After hearing what Fang Zheng said, many disciples cast their gazes, only to see a faint mist shrouding the mountains, as if a real dragon was hidden in the wind and clouds, making it impossible to see clearly.

However, they still felt a mysterious sense of oppression.

"The main peak of our Saint Origin Peak has been sealed with the death of Ancestor Cangxuan. However, according to the rules, I will still take you to the foot of the main peak to pay homage." Fang Zheng smiled, then lowered his head and looked at the mountain hidden in the mist. One of the most towering mountains, with no top visible, descended from the foot of the mountain.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, they saw an ancient palace there. When Fang Zheng landed here, his expression became much more solemn.

Seeing him like this, many disciples did not dare to speak, and they all remained solemn and quiet.

In front of the ancient palace, there was a bluestone square. At this time, many disciples found that the square was empty except for a stooped old man, dressed in linen clothes and holding a broom, where he was slowly sweeping away yellow and fallen leaves.

They glanced over and found that the old man who was sweeping the floor was shaking slightly without any source energy fluctuations around him, so they stopped paying attention.

However, when Fang Zheng saw the old man, he bowed solemnly.

It's just that the old man didn't respond at all, as if he was deaf and mute.

Fang Zheng looked at the many disciples and whispered: "This old man was the ancestor's domestic slave back then. It can be said that he has been following the ancestor for the longest time. However, his talent is not good, so his Origin Qi cultivation is only superficial. .”

"The ancestor missed him dearly, collected many precious raw materials, and refined a "Heavenly Longevity Pill" for him to make him live a long life. Speaking of which, his seniority is not higher than that of Lei Junfeng from Leiyu Peak. The Lord is low.”

"It's just that he has an eccentric personality and doesn't like power. After the death of our ancestor, he has been working as a mountain sweeper at Saint Origin Peak."

"You can't wait any longer. You should be called 'Mr. Xuan'." Fang Zheng warned.

After hearing this, many disciples did not dare to neglect, and they all hurriedly bowed to the old man and saluted.

Zhou Yuan also looked at the old man with some surprise. Ancestor Cangxuan did not tell him this information at the beginning. It must be because Ancestor Cangxuan at that time was just an obsession.

Then his eyes crossed the foot of the mountain and followed the mountain road to the main peak of Shengyuan Peak, which was obscured by the fog...

And at the moment when he cast his gaze, he suddenly noticed that the ancient sacred pattern deep in his eyes seemed to be slightly fluctuating at this moment.

Although that kind of fluctuation was subtle, it shocked Zhou Yuan's heart and made him feel overwhelmed.

But his face remained calm, but the palms in his sleeves were clenched with excitement.

This was the first time he felt such movement in the "Obstacle Breaking Sacred Mark". It seemed that, as Patriarch Cangxuan said, the second Sacred Mark was on the main peak!

But, the main peak is sealed, how can he enter?