My space becomes the world

Chu Xinghe, Yuan Hai, and Qian Tong became inner disciples without any danger. Together with the other seventeen people, they followed Hu Xuyu into the mountain gate and arrived at a main hall.

The main hall is very wide, with a stone platform in the middle and a bronze tripod placed on it. The bronze tripod is not too big, only half a person tall. The cauldron was cast with a chi dragon and inscriptions, and it looked simple and simple. Chu Xinghe did not dare to use his spiritual consciousness to investigate, but judging from the luster, it was not a treasure.

But if the tripod is placed in such an important position, its significance must be extraordinary.

In front of the bronze tripod is a carved nanmu incense table, exuding the faint aroma of nanmu, which makes people feel refreshed and refreshed when they smell it.

There was a three-legged incense burner placed on the incense table, glowing with precious light. Hu Xu took out three fine incense sticks from the storage ring, raised his hands above his head and bowed and said:

"Hu Xu, a disciple of Qingyun, today offers incense to pay homage to his ancestors. Here are twenty heroes and sages, knocking at Qingyun to open the mountain gate. The devil's blood on the sword is still not cold, and he has inquired about his heart while hiking up the mountain. From this top of the human world, he can see all the mountains. Small and one person.”

After saying this, the fine incense in Hu Xu's hand ignited without fire, and the plume of smoke went straight upward, rising into the air and disappearing without a trace, as if it had gone to another space.

Hu Xu bowed three times, inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, turned around and looked at the twenty young people in front of him, and waved to each of them a stick of incense.

"Light it with the fire of your soul and enshrine it in the incense burner."

Soul fire is relatively high-end. Although most people's soul fire is relatively weak, lighting an incense is still enough.

Twenty people followed Hu Xu's instructions, lit the incense, bowed to the bronze tripod, and inserted the incense into the bronze tripod. As the green smoke continued to rise, Chu Xinghe felt as if his soul was flying up and entering another space, losing contact with his physical body. This feeling was short-lived, and he recovered in an instant.

"Okay, Li Cheng, you have officially become the inner disciples of Qingyun Sect."

Hu Xu looked at everyone with a smile and gave everyone a cyan token. There were cloud patterns on the four corners of the token, with the word "Inner Gate" engraved in the middle, and the back was smooth.

"This is your identity token. It can be activated by dripping blood. This token is very important. It not only contains the maps and rules of the inner and outer gates of Qingyun Sect. It can also be used to send messages.

Your resources and skills all rely on tokens, so don’t lose them. As for where you should go next and what to do, there are hints in the token, so I won’t explain them one by one. "

After Hu Xu finished speaking, before anyone else could speak, he silently disappeared from the sight of Chu Xinghe and the others.

This move really shocked everyone.

"Why does Senior Brother Hu's escape skills seem to be higher than those of the elders? Is he a hidden master?"

Chu Xinghe shook his head slightly. When Hu Xu disappeared, he felt the vibration in the space. Hu Xu had clearly used the teleportation formation. The answer was probably in the token.

A drop of blood was absorbed by the token in his hand. Chu Xinghe released his spiritual consciousness. A map appeared in the token with a flashing red dot on it.

"Registration office? Is this to register your own information?"

The consciousness locks on the red dot and releases spiritual energy into the token. Chu Xinghe's figure disappeared into the hall.

When he reappeared, Chu Xinghe was in front of a tall archway, with a flattened mountain at his feet. At this time, Chu Xinghe was standing on the top of the mountain. Looking up, the word "Qingyun" is written with dragons and phoenixes dancing on the archway.

Looking through the archway, there is a palace standing in the distance. The palace occupies a huge area and is surrounded by spiritual energy. If I hadn't known that this was the Qingyun Sect, I would have thought that I was in the Yunshang Heavenly Palace.

At this time, people had already arrived under the archway one after another, and like Chu Xinghe, they were shocked by what they saw.

"Is this the legendary Qingyun Sect?"

Qian Tong swallowed his saliva and said, he is also a child of a big family, he has experienced a lot since he was a child, and he has heard people talk about how majestic the Qingyun Sect is, but when he actually saw the Qingyun Sect, he was still deeply shocked.

While everyone was still immersed in shock and unable to extricate themselves, a lazy voice came from under the pillar on the left side of the archway.

"Hey, you are the new inner disciples. Come and register quickly. I'm missing you. I don't know what happened to the trial this year. The order is so messed up. The outer disciples have been in for a long time."

Chu Xinghe looked around and saw a man lying on the ground with his hands on his pillow and his legs crossed. There is also a wine gourd next to the head. What he was wearing was the clothes of an inner disciple.

Qian Tong took a few steps forward, bowed and asked:

"May I ask, senior brother, is this the registration office?"

The lying man suddenly stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his body, and picked up the cloth banner spread under him.

"Exactly"! The man burped and shook the white cloth flag in his hand. Only then did Qian Tong see the five crooked characters "Inner Gate Registration Office" written on it.

"My name is Xin Jiu. I'm afraid of trouble the most. Don't wait any longer and tell me your name quickly." The man took out a pen and paper and just asked and wrote over and over without using a table.

"what's your name"

"Back to senior brother..."

"What's your last name? What a strange name."

"No, no, no, my name is Qian Tong." He was close, smelling the alcohol on his body, Qian Tong's head was covered with black lines.

"Trouble." Xin Jiu muttered and walked to the next person.

"what's your name?"

"Li Lixing"

"Wang Chong"

"Golden"

The people behind him learned from the past, and before Xin Jiu could speak, everyone actively reported their names.

After Xinjiu recorded everyone's names in the book, with a casual move, the wine gourd on the ground flew back to his hand. He took a swig of Xinjiu and threw the wine gourd into the air. The wine gourd grew bigger in the wind and hung in the air like a spirit boat. He jumped on the gourd and flew away without looking back. The whole set of movements was smooth and smooth.

"Leaving now?"

"How do we get there?"

"Lingzhou, who has a spiritual boat to take me on a ride?"

By the time the others reacted, the wine gourd had already arrived at the palace. But soon, the wine gourd turned back.

"I just said that senior brother can't leave us here, isn't he coming to pick us up again?"

Unexpectedly, the wine gourd did not land at all, but dropped a pile of clothes and disappeared in front of everyone again.

"It's okay, it's okay. I have a spirit boat. Let's divide the clothes first."

Qian Tong laughed and said generously that he could take people there, which dispelled some people's concerns. Among them, there were very few people who owned spirit boats. Chu Xinghe did have one, which was captured in Shuifu. Haven't used it yet.

Everyone got on Qian Tong's spirit boat and flew towards the second direction indicated by the token. Only then can we officially enter the inner gate.