Master is here [Crossing Books]

Jianzong, Su Zhengfeng.

Suzheng Peak is located in the middle of the various sects, and it is the highest and steepest mountain in the entire Central Plains. Jianfeng was built on such a mountain, surrounded by rolling clouds, as if entering a fairyland.Looking at the distant mountains, I saw a group of cranes coming.

A huge boulder lay between the two peaks, and it could even sway gently with the wind blowing, looking like it was about to fall into the abyss at any time.

Even so, you can still see a few Jianzong disciples striding on horseback, not moving at all.

The Autumn Competition was held in Jianzong.

After all, Lin Nansheng and Wu Yuan could not wait for ancestor Yin to come back, so they had to take the disciples of Hengkunzong to Suzheng Peak first.

Lu Musheng led the people from Xianzhongmen to go with them, staring at Lin Nansheng and Wu Yuan like black-eyed chickens all the way, as if this could make Old Ancestor Yin and Lu Yuan stare out.

Wu Yuan was so stared at, he couldn't help complaining anymore, "Elder Lu, didn't I tell you everything, staring at me is useless."

"Hmph, you shouldn't have come back, you should have followed them." Lu Musheng snorted coldly.

Listening to the rumors outside, it seemed that his nephew really had an affair with this immortal Yin Li. If Wu Yuan followed them, maybe they would be more restrained.

Wu Yuan wanted to talk back, but was stopped by Lin Nansheng. He looked up and looked ahead. Lin Nansheng said slowly, "We're here."

Suzheng Peak is right in front of you, and there is a wide and flat step in front of you, like a ladder extending from the clouds, which, combined with the warm autumn sun, presents a majestic feeling.

Standing at the bottom of the stairs is a group of sword sect disciples, all dressed in white and blue robes, their hair is the same length, and even their expressions are very different.

"Welcome fellow Taoists to Suzheng Peak of Sword Sect!!!" Several big men shouted in unison, the momentum was so magnificent that even the stones under their feet were shaken.

Wu Yuan, Lu Musheng and the others froze in place. Before they could react, a man who looked a little older among the disciples of Jianzong came out.

"Are you fellow Taoists of Hengkunzong and Xianzhongmen? The Autumn Competition is on Suzheng Peak, please hurry up."

"Please hurry up and leave!!!" Several big men echoed.

Hengkunzong and Xianzhongmen were stunned in front of the door for a few seconds before they came back to their senses one after another. After thanking Jianzong, they began to walk up the ladder one after another.

Wu Yuan picked up a Yujianjue at random. That day the ladder went straight to the sky. If he really walked up the ladder to reach the cauldron of Suzheng Peak, he would be exhausted, and he didn't know it would be the year of the monkey.

Who knew that as soon as he stepped on the first step of the cloud ladder, the spiritual energy in his body suddenly disappeared, not to mention that Yujian Jue didn't use it, Wu Yuan fell to the top of the ladder, and even slammed his forehead on the ground.

Wu Yuan felt very ashamed, it was fine to make a fool of herself in front of the disciples of her own sect, but it was still in front of the Xianzhong sect and Jianzong, and there might be Changxu sect and Danfeng sect behind, it was really embarrassing for grandma Home.

Wu Yuan simply lay down on the ground instead of standing up, not wanting to see other people's eyes.

The disciple of Jianzong smiled coldly, and explained in a tone that was neither high nor low, "This ladder is the first step that our disciples of Jianzong must go through to go up the mountain. There is a magic circle formulated by the experts on it."

"That's the Soul Locking Formation. You are not allowed to use mana in the first step of stepping on the ladder, and you can only walk up step by step with your own legs."

After saying this, everyone on the mountain was ready to petrify in place again. The disciples of Jianzong didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, so they didn't forget to add a sentence, "Please leave quickly, fellow daoists!"

"Excuse me... how many steps are there?" Lin Nansheng asked bravely.

"Thirty-five thousand eight hundred and eighty eighth level." The disciple of Jianzong laughed.

……

Although immortal cultivators have much better physical strength than ordinary people, climbing up the 3-step ladder on foot still makes everyone collapse.

"What step are we on now?" Lin Nansheng asked out of breath.

There was still a red mark on Wu Yuan's forehead, and he said, "It's [-], suzerain, we're halfway there."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Nansheng sat down on the ground as if he was relieved, "Rest for a while before leaving."

Lu Musheng had to go to the ladder ten steps higher than them before he sat down contentedly with the disciples of Xianzhongmen.

Lin Nansheng: "..."

"Sovereign, look quickly, they are from the Changxu Sect." Wu Yuan pointed to the front and said.

The disciples of Changxu Sect are all wearing white robes, with intricate patterns printed on the cuffs and back, and water-blue light flowing in the sunlight.

Facing the people from Hengkunzong and Xianzhongmen, they just nodded their heads and greeted them lightly.

Changxumen has always been like this in normal times, but now in the eyes of Lin Nansheng and others, it has become like a thorn.

"Go and ask them where they got our sect master!" Lu Musheng said faintly when he appeared behind Lin Nansheng and Wu Yuan.

"Don't startle the snake." Lin Nansheng said hastily, "Our patriarch and the head of the Lu clan are super powerful together. If we really confronted the Changxu clan, would the Changxu clan stand here as if nothing happened? It would have been a long time ago. "

After all, Changxumen placed a scroll on the ground, on which was a magic circle drawn in advance. As soon as the disciples of Changxumen stood on it, they disappeared on the scroll.

... Isn't it forbidden to use power?

Wu Yuan couldn't bear it anymore, he clearly agreed to walk up the ladder on foot, but someone cheated in full view of everyone!

"This fellow Taoist, I am Wu Yuan of Hengkun Sect." Wu Yuan patted one of the disciples of Changxu Sect coldly.

The man turned his head, he looked only in his twenties, he was handsome and handsome, he just looked at Wu Yuan with a strange face, and said, "Chang Xumen, Jiang Ping."

"Didn't the disciples of Jianzong just say that there is a soul-locking formation on the ladder? How do you use mana?" Wu Yuan asked straight to the point.

The expression on Jiang Pingjunxiu's face was even more distorted, "This is a teleportation array drawn in advance, and our sect master has already injected mana into it."

"Who would waste energy in vain before the Autumn Competition? Fellow Taoists of Hengkunzong and Xianzhongmen, shall I give you a ride?"

With that expression, it was as if he was looking at a fool.

Wu Yuan froze in place, thinking of his ancestor who had been missing for many days, and looked at Jiang Ping's contemptuous face, and was about to yell at him, but Lin Nansheng came and covered his mouth.

"Please also ask Fellow Daoist to give us a ride."

The next half of the ladder was much better. After stepping on a few teleportation formations, I reached the top of Suzheng Peak in an instant.

As soon as they reached the top, Heng Kunzong and Xianzhongmen simply thanked Changxumen, and then immediately moved away from them.

No one wants to have anything to do with the sect of Blood Sacrifice Mosi.

With a single glance, he saw the location of Jianzong's sect.

The simple attic made of stone and wood planks is spotless inside, not even a chair, only various calligraphy and paintings and weapons hanging on the wall.

Behind the attic is a huge open space, and at the end of the open space is a cliff.

The decoration is so simple that it can't be simpler, it shows Jianzong's Taoism-the way of unfeeling.

Abandoning all external possessions, not being able to marry, not having children, and obeying the [-] rules of the master's school, for the sake of the realm of the unity of one person and one sword.

……

The opening ceremony was held at noon on the second day. The disciples of the Sword Sect brought all the disciples of each sect to the corresponding resting place, and then retreated silently.

The head of the Changxu Gate stood in front of the window, holding a jade pestle in his hand, looking at the cliffs outside the house.

Jiang Ping pushed the door and walked in, and shouted respectfully: "Master."

The head of the Changxu Sect was still standing straight in front of the bed, an unknown light flashed in his small and narrow eyes, "The goddess has come, and you served her well, now you can go on."

Jiang Ping lowered his head, unable to see the expression on his face clearly, he only answered: "Yes."

"It's just God's side..." The man lowered his head, tapped the jade pestle thoughtfully with his fingers, and said angrily, "Forget it, you go first, don't make the Goddess angry."

"Yes." Jiang Ping nodded and stepped back.

After Jiang Ping retreated, a gust of wind blew through the house, and with the crisp sound of wind chimes, the wind gradually turned into a graceful figure.

The woman is holding an oil-paper umbrella, floating lightly in the air.

The head of Changxu Sect also noticed the person behind him, looked back, and then knelt down suddenly.

"Heaven... Heavenly Dao... Your Excellency..."

"Oh? I've said it many times, don't kneel and kneel when you see me, get up quickly." Fairy Fuyue smiled, the gauze on the brim of her hat was hanging smoothly, covering her face well.

"Master Tiandao, why bother to come to the door in person, just send a message and I will find you." The man's body was shaking slightly, as if the woman in front of him was something truly inviolable, and he didn't even have the courage to look up.

"Mishuo, I've said it many times, just call me Fuyue." Fuyue said solemnly.

"Yes, Fuyue... my lord."

"I came to you today to tell you some bad news, and I have something to explain." Fuyue touched the ground, put the Tianji Umbrella behind her back, and leaned towards Mishuo.

Feeling the veil hanging down his face, Mi Shuo's whole body shuddered.

"The Son of God is dead." Fuyue said, "You use the Goddess to help me kill Patriarch Yin."

Mishuo nodded tremblingly, but there was no sound beside him.He squinted around and saw that Fairy Fuyue was still there.

He let out a long breath of foul air, and sat down on the ground, only to realize that he was covered in a cold sweat.

Ukizuki hid in the air and watched Misaku's reaction, and couldn't help laughing.

Mi Shuo is too ambitious and wants to dominate the entire cultivation world, that's why he came to cooperate with her.But he was too afraid of the way of heaven, and he didn't dare to show any disrespect in front of her.

An obedient and sharp blade, Fuyue is really satisfied.

Unlike Yuan Lu, although he is powerful, he is a demon in the end, and his obsession with Yin Li is too strong to be controlled by him.

And he actually killed Xiao Bao'er for Yin Li's sake, which was more than a failure.

In this matter, someone needs to push him again...