My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

Jing Yue took off all disguises.

Everyone was shocked, and the two stewards shouted in unison: "Who are you!"

But Liu Tianhao, who came with Chen Guanshi, felt his heart tremble, "It's you!"

He recognized it!This person is exactly Jing Yue who joined the sect with him!

Jing Yue smiled and said, "It's me, are you surprised? Are you surprised?"

Liu Tianhao's eyes were full of fear, and an ominous premonition was born in his heart.He couldn't forget the visions of the Cold Cloud Sect that day, and he had reason to suspect that those visions were all related to the person in front of him!

The rest of the people also knew something was wrong, especially when they saw that Jing Yue was already at the third level of Qi training at such a young age, they were even more surprised.

When Guanshi Wang got nervous, he cast a spell in his mind in a daze, and the blue light galloped in through the crack of the prison door, and it was about to hit Jingyue!

Liu Tianhao yelled: "No!!!"

It's a pity that he was a step too late, he watched Jing Yue take out a bell and shook it lightly.

Qingyue's bell rang, and a translucent mask appeared around Jing Yue, completely absorbing the spell.

Immediately, a vast and tyrannical coercion enveloped the entire dungeon. Under the heavy pressure, Guanshi Wang spurted blood from his mouth, and fell limply on the ground, his limbs twisted strangely, as if all the bones in his body had been crushed.

Chen Guanshi was shaking like a sieve, "Old, old..."

White mist peak.

Yiye slowly opened his eyes from the closed state, counted his fingers, and sneered at the corner of his mouth, "Scumbag, court death!"

Albatron Peak.

Wei Tianli was discussing matters with several elders, suddenly, his movements froze, killing intent flashed in his eyes, and he disappeared from the spot in an instant.

At the same time, the disciples of the Cold Cloud Sect also sensed the coercion of the ancestor.However, that coercion was not aimed at them, so even the lowest level disciples were only slightly uncomfortable.

But when the ancestor got angry, everyone in the Hanyun Sect panicked.

And those guests who stayed in the sect were even more shocked, they all speculated what happened to the Frost Cloud Sect, so that even the ancestors of the sect became angry?

In the dungeon, Jing Yue slowly put away the bell.

He is only at the third level of Qi training, so of course he has to prepare the amulet in advance if he wants to do something. This bell is used to summon the thugs.

Chen Guanshi, who was already frightened, stared blankly at Jing Yue, who is this person? !Why...Suddenly, an absurd thought flashed through his mind - a year ago, someone worshiped under the patriarch's sect, and Patriarch Yiye had a new junior brother...

No, impossible!

Chen Guanshi screamed and passed out!

At this moment, the ground was already collapsed, no matter how stupid they were, they knew that they had provoked someone they shouldn't have provoked, and they fell into a cold and desperate despair.

Suddenly, their eyes blurred, and they saw four people appearing in the dungeon——

Master!

Patriarch Liufeng!

Patriarch Liuyun!

And... Patriarch Yiye!

Yiye hurriedly walked towards Jingyue, but he didn't see any movement. The cell door blocking him twisted and deformed instantly, opening a huge gap, and the spirit-forbidden iron chain around Jingyue's wrist broke instantly.

"Master, brother! You have been wronged!"

Yiye hugged Jingyue tightly, his heartbroken expression made it hard to look directly at, Liuyun Liufeng and Wei Tianli twitched the corners of their mouths together.

And the others no longer had the time to pay attention to Yiye's collapsed image as if it had been taken away. They were stunned by the name the ancestor said...

Junior Brother? !

Could it be that the new patriarch of the Cold Cloud Sect was Jingshan who was imprisoned by them, framed, and was about to abolish his cultivation and expel him from the sect? ? ?

The answer was obvious, because they saw the other two patriarchs and the head of the sect respectfully bowing to Jing Shan, and they were so frightened that their livers were torn apart and their souls flew into the sky!

Yiye inspected Jing Yue's body carefully, and finally felt relieved, so he wanted to take Jing Yue away.

Wei Tianli said: "Old Ancestor, how should we deal with these people?"

Yiye's footsteps did not stop, and his tone dropped to freezing point, "What's the use of deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors? Kill."

Liuyun Liufeng also said: "It should be so."

Wei Tianli cupped his hands: "Follow the order!"

At this point, the fate of Liu Tianhao and others was ruthlessly announced.

"No! Don't! I don't want to die!"

"I am willing to abolish my cultivation and go home to be a filial piety!"

"I know I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Leader, please forgive me!"

……

Only a sound of sword sound was heard, and the dungeon returned to tranquility again.

As soon as Jing Yue came out of the dungeon, he saw a little yellow chicken flapping its wings and pounced into his arms.

Lan Feng coquettishly said: "Death, I miss you so much."

Jing Yue: "...then you won't come to accompany me in the cell?"

Lan Feng froze, and looked away with a guilty conscience, "I, that, there is an enchantment outside the dungeon, so people can't get in."

Jing Yue: "Hehe."

Do you really think he can't figure it out?

There have been a lot of practitioners in Hanzhou City recently, and many of them are well-known and powerful. This has provided a lot of material for practitioners in the city to compile story books, and there are new books on the market one after another.

Lan Feng is fascinated by watching it every day, forgetting to eat and sleep, how can she remember herself?Didn't you see that it opened its mouth like a story?

Jing Yue: "Your favorite scene of 'pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger' was staged in the dungeon just now, but unfortunately you couldn't get in, alas..."

Lan Feng:! ! !

Uncomfortable!want to cry!

qaq

That day, Jing Yue followed Yiye back to Baiwu Peak, and after two days, various rumors appeared in the Cold Cloud Sect.

Most of them said that the family sect and the personal sect angered the ancestor Ye, and Guanshi Wang, Guanshi Chen and the accompanying disciples were all executed.As for the reason, there are rumors that they slandered innocent disciples, some rumors that they mutilated fellow sects, and some rumors that they did nasty things to embarrass Cold Cloud Sect in front of other sects.

The upper echelons of the aristocratic family and the personal sect were equally puzzled. They all knew why the two stewards, King Chen and Wang, were there that day, but how could they get involved with the ancestor Ye when they framed a junior?They were on tenterhooks for a while, fearing that the ancestor would pursue him, but nothing happened.

But no one dared to relax, they guessed that maybe the grand ceremony was about to come, and Yiye Patriarch had no mentality for the time being, and was preparing to settle accounts after the fall.Therefore, the three major factions have restrained themselves like never before, wishing they could behave with their tails between their legs.

In the dormitory, Liang Yuan and Shi Nian were also discussing this matter. When Jingshan was taken away that day, they also went to a senior brother who was familiar with the populace faction, hoping to get Ah Jing out, but the reply they received was disappointing , the other party also warned them not to meddle in their own business.

Yu Xiaobao remained silent the whole time, even though his brother hadn't been punished yet, his heart was still heavy.He could vaguely guess that these things were all related to Jingshan, and the truth must be unbearable.

Perhaps, the three-legged situation among the factions is about to change...

In a blink of an eye, there are only seven days left before the ceremony of the new and old ancestors entering the clan.On Baiwu Peak, the two handyman disciples guarding Lingtian were arguing with red ears——

Qiu Bai: "I said Fairy Suhua from the Baifeng Sword Sect is the most beautiful. When I saw her from afar that day, I felt as if I had fallen into a dream. I didn't even dare to look at her again, for fear of insulting the immortal."

Qiu Hong: "You're so earthy. Fairy Suhua is the most common type in the cultivator world. Most of the female cultivators are cold and ruthless. Fairy Biling, who is obviously from the Taichu sect, is the most charming, and her eyes are only light. Just looking at you, I'm afraid you'll lose your soul."

The two argued endlessly, and suddenly heard a cough from behind.

When they looked back, a strange young man appeared out of nowhere, looking at them with a smile.

Qiubai Qiuhong was only elected to Baiwu Peak half a year ago. Although they don't know the young man, since the other party can come and go freely on Baiwu Peak, they should not easily offend him.

So the two asked politely: "Senior brother, is there something wrong?"

Jing Yue: "I'll pick some Qingyan vines."

The two looked at each other and didn't have the guts to stop them.

When Jingyue people left, Qiu Bai said, "Who is that?"

Qiu Hong: "I don't know, ah! Could it be the new ancestor? I heard that he lives on Baiwu Peak, and the Lingtian is also his, but we haven't seen each other for half a year..."

Qiu Bai's tiger body trembled, and then he said in unison with Qiu Hong: "Hahaha! How is it possible?"

On the other side, Jing Yue returned to the room to prepare medicine.

Since Mu Feng's dantian was broken, it was equivalent to losing the capital of cultivation. Although it was not caused by him, it was caused by him.Anyway, the other party is also a disciple of the Cold Cloud Sect, and he is not a hopeless villain. How can he see Mu Feng's future ruined?

Mu Feng only hurt his dantian, the spiritual root in the pineal body is still there.In Jingyue's memory, there is a kind of Yuanyi Regeneration Pill, which can not only repair the spiritual root, but also reshape and regenerate everything in the human body.

It's just that Jing Yue has only a half-knowledge of the alchemy formula, and he didn't hand it over to the Alchemy Hall before, and now he can only try it out by himself.

This trial lasted for six days, and I don't want to say more about the hardships and bloodshed involved. In short, the gophers in the back mountain of Baiwu Peak were almost completely caught by Lan Feng.

Yes, Jing Yue has developed Lan Feng's new skill - mouse catching.

But fortunately, Yuan Yi Zai Zai Dan was finally refined successfully.

On the same day, Jing Yue inquired about Mu Feng's dormitory, and went down the mountain with the pill in his arms.

Along the way, he met many monks from other sects, especially those near the alchemy hall.It is said that in the past few days, monks who are good at alchemy always come to ask for advice, and the elders of the alchemy hall are so annoyed that they pretend to disappear all day long.

Passing through a corridor covered with flower vines, Jing Yue came to a small courtyard.

At this time, the gate of the courtyard was wide open, and the two disciples were sitting on the stone bench in the courtyard and chatting. There was a plate of spiritual fruit and two cups of spiritual tea on the stone table, which looked quite comfortable.

Jing Yue: "Excuse me, does Mu Feng live here?"

The two chattered for a while, and both saw Jing Yue. One of them was a little impatient, but he couldn't bear to get angry at the young man in front of him, so he asked lightly, "Who are you?"

Jing Yue: "I am Jing Yue from Baiwu Peak."

Jingyue?who?do not know.

But they heard very clearly that the other party came from Baiwu Peak, which is the territory of Patriarch Yiye!

The attitude of the disciple who asked the question improved a lot, "If you want to find Senior Brother Mu Feng, he does live here."

"Is he in the house?"

The disciple smiled meaningfully, "Where else can he go?"

The other laughed too.

Jing Yue frowned, he felt that there was some gloating in the smiles of the two of them.

After entering the room, only Mu Feng was lying on the bed alone in the room.

The sunlight poured into the room through the window, but it couldn't reach the corner where he was, making it look cold and desolate.

"Mu Feng." Jing Yue called out.

The other party slowly turned over and turned his back to him, making it clear that he didn't want to talk to him.

Seeing that Mu Feng was moving slowly but not paralyzed, Jing Yue knew that the Zongmen had given him Baizhuan Jingdan to restore his meridians.

"Mu Feng."

"Stop screaming, who are you defeated, come and see my joke?"

Just one sentence is enough to tell what happened to him these days, Jing Yue was silent for a moment, and said in a harmonious voice, "I'll help you rebuild your dantian."

The person on the bed tensed his back all of a sudden, then smiled and said, "Are you kidding me? I never heard that the disused dantian can be reshaped."

Jing Yue: "Just because you don't know, doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

Mu Feng turned his head angrily, and tried to stand up: "What? Can't I be a good-for-nothing to make you happy? Why bother to play tricks on me? Do you think I will still be fooled?"

Panting for breath, he stared at Jing Yue with bloodshot eyes, and his heart was filled with hatred.If it weren't for the poisonous elixir, how could he have fallen into such a situation?

I think back then when people came and went in the dormitory, the disciples of the same school treated him with respect, but now...

Once the grand ceremony is over, he will be forced to leave the sect. After 20 years of painstaking efforts were wasted, he will never touch this Qingyun road again!

Jing Yue calmly boasted, "Do you believe it or not, the elixir that the ancestors made on Baiwu Peak with their own hands."

Mu Feng: "..."

After a while, he hesitated and asked, "Are you from Baiwu Peak?"

"Exactly."

"How could Patriarch Yiye save me?"

Mu Feng really couldn't believe it, after all, even the Pro-Parent faction gave up on him.Even stepping on his blood and tears, exchanging benefits with his enemies!

But what can he do?There was nothing he could do but swallow the bitter pill.

Jing Yue knew that he had misunderstood, so he took out the elixir without explaining, "The refining process will be very painful, I hope you can hold on."

Seeing Mu Feng's blank expression, he said again: "Why are you so nonchalant? Anyway, it's like this, how can it be bad?"

Mu Feng smiled wryly, "You are right, how could it be worse?"

After all, he took the pill and swallowed it in one gulp.

Soon, Mu Feng felt warmth in the originally empty dantian, and his body became hotter and hotter, as if his internal organs were being burned by a raging fire.

But Mu Feng was not afraid at all, he was afraid that the pain would not be more painful, because he knew that his damaged dantian was being repaired little by little.

Pills are really useful!This man didn't lie to him!

Mu Feng mobilized all his strength to overcome the pain of refining the elixir. When he thought that he could still practice, he felt that there was nothing he could not bear.

Those hesitant and weak wills became indestructible again at this moment!

"Ahhh-"

Although Mu Feng endured it so hard that he even gritted his teeth, but the refining process was so tormenting that he finally let out a scream.

The two disciples outside the courtyard were startled at the same time, and one asked in a low voice, "What's going on inside?"

The other person shook his head, and said softly: "Could it be that that person is actually here to torture Senior Brother Mu?"

"That's too cruel? It's even more ruthless than those people before."

"Tsk, you can't judge a person by his appearance. I think he looks quite pleasing to the eye, not like a cruel person."

"Forget it, never mind, who told Senior Brother Mu to have made too many enemies before? Besides, that person lives in Baiwu Peak, so the brat is difficult to deal with."

……

After about a quarter of an hour, Mu Feng finally stopped screaming, and his breathing gradually calmed down.Jing Yue scanned with his spiritual sense and found that his dantian had returned to its original state.

When Mu Feng opened his eyes again, there was no one else in the room.

He lowered his head, slowly opened his palms, and then clenched them tightly again, with hot tears rolling down his eyes.

After a while, he walked out of the dormitory. Facing the astonished expressions of his roommates, Mu Feng seemed unaware.

He knelt heavily and kowtowed in the direction of Baiwu Peak.

-

Xiaori awakened the sleeping Cold Cloud Sect.

When Jing Yue came out of the room, the three ancestors of the Cold Cloud Sect were already waiting outside the door, and when they saw him, they saluted their disciples one after another.

Yiye: "Master, today is your grand entrance ceremony, your disciples and grandchildren have prepared some small gifts for you, please be sure to accept them."

Jing Yue smiled and said, "Then I have to see what it is?"

Yiye nodded to Liuyun, who stepped forward and offered a jade box.

Liu Yun: "Patriarch, this is a calamity-transforming mirror, which can block the full blow of the Void-returning cultivator. Please accept it, Patriarch."

Jingyue knew that Liuyun was worried that his cultivation level was still low, and if he encountered a villain and had no way of escaping, he took the jade box and said, "You have a heart."

Liu Feng followed closely, and her gift was a Sumeru Ring.

The so-called "Nasumi Yu Mustard Seed" originated from the lineage of Buddhist cultivation, but it has long been accepted by the cultivation world.Xumijie is a completely independent space, which is somewhat similar to the Qiankun bag, but the former can hold living things.

Jing Yue probed with his spiritual sense, and there was a small spiritual mine stored in the ring.

"...Very good, you are so sweet."

Liu Feng smiled and retreated.

Finally, Yiye presented a wooden box.

Jing Yue probed with his spiritual sense, and there was a book and a jade plaque in the wooden box.His eyes widened suddenly, "The jade tablet is..."

Yiye: "You gave it to the second senior brother. There is also the handbook, which records the second senior brother's cultivation heart. I know, he always wanted you to see it."

Jing Yue's eyes darkened.

The second disciple forgets that he is the most talented among the disciples he entered the room, no, it should be said that he is the most talented among the people he has met in the previous life.It took Yiwang only 3000 years to complete the return to the void. If he hadn't encountered the chaos of the demon robbery, he would probably have entered the period of crossing the catastrophe in less time than himself.

Even so, during the battle between the demons and robbers, Yiwang also used the body of returning to the void to kill the demon saint with a single sword, saving the human race from water and fire!

Jing Yue was proud of it, but also extremely heartbroken.

Although his eldest disciple, Yi Nian, also fell, he left behind a legacy, and his relatives and descendants were also taken care of by the Cold Cloud Sect, which has continued to this day.And Yiwang was originally an orphan, and he suffered so much in his childhood that he was indifferent and used to being alone.

Yiwang has no apprentices, let alone family members, only a sword that never leaves his body.But once he dies, there will be no trace in the world.

Jing Yue took out the jade tablet from the box, the jade tablet was only about half the size of a fist, it was engraved by him back then as a gift to Yiwang, and since then, Yiwang has been wearing it all the time.

The touch in the hands is cold, and it has been cold to the heart.

But many years ago, it was also warmed by Yi Wang's body.

Looking at the lines on the jade plaque, Jing Yue was taken aback suddenly, "Why is there an extra line of characters?"

——The sword comes out of my heart, and I sacrifice the sword with my body.

He remembered that the jade plaque originally only had the first four characters.

Yiye: "That was engraved by the second senior brother later, he said that he had a new understanding in the way of swordsmanship."

Jing Yue quickly took the manuscript, flipped through it roughly, and found that Yiwang seemed to want to create a kind of swordsmanship of his own, and it had a vaguely prototype.

Generally speaking, no matter how valuable a sword is, it starts out as a dead thing.But as the sword and the cultivator continue to fuse, refine, and grow, it will gradually develop sword consciousness, then sword spirit, and finally evolve into sword soul.

As for the sword that condenses the soul of the sword, it is difficult to find one in ten thousand years. The person who owns them must be a master of swordsmanship. If there are no accidents, the road can be expected.

The idea of ​​Yiwang is a brand-new way of thinking of swordsmanship - when a cultivator reaches the Great Perfection Realm of the Zifu, he only needs to break through the Zifu, reshape the physical body, blend and refine the sword spirit and the aura of heaven and earth in the dantian, and practice from scratch on this basis , you can open up the cave without hindrance and awaken the sword soul.

"it is good!"

Jing Yue couldn't help but praise.

Yiwang is indeed a rare genius in swordsmanship, who can not imitate the predecessors, create a unique path, and present another possibility for later generations!

It's a pity that the swordsmanship has not yet been completed, but things have changed...

Jing Yue seemed to see the disfigured child he carried back again, and saw those withdrawn and indifferent eyes again, his heart suddenly felt sour, and he forced himself to hold back.

On the last page of the letter, there are eight characters written: One way of the sword, there is no ultimate.

He closed the letter and put it away properly.

Jing Yue: "Let's go, it's getting late."

Yiye: "Master, you know that our sect usually prohibits flying away unless it is an urgent matter. But if you don't descend from the sky in today's sect entrance ceremony, you will look so lacklustre, so..."

With a swipe of his hand, a bunch of flying instruments appeared in midair.

Yiye: "Would you choose one?"

Jing Yue: "..."

——Brooms, rags, barrels, poles, dice...? ?

Imagine him entering the arena with such a magic weapon, the picture is too beautiful to look at.

Jing Yue knew that Yiye didn't do it on purpose, because Yiye's own flying weapon was just a washboard, but he mostly used his sword outside, barely maintaining his air of superiority.

But Yiye's kindness is really not for him to accept, perhaps only Lanfeng understands.

"I want a broom!! Jingjing choose a broom quickly! That's a magician's mount! Chichi wants to ride a broom!!"

Jing Yue: "...Thank you for your kindness, I will do it myself."

Yiye: "But Master, you still can't control the sword yet?"

Jing Yue gave him an expression of "Are you stupid?" and silently looked up at the sky.

The sky was as blue as washing, and the spirit bird soared with its wings spread flat, passing streaks of white mist.Jing Yue whistled, and the spirit birds in the sky seemed to be inspired, and came in groups towards Baiwu Peak, and landed obediently at his feet, bending down slightly.

Lan Feng, who had recovered her "pretty looks", was standing on Jingyue's shoulder, raising her chicken head proudly.Although it was dissatisfied with Jingjing giving up the broom, but at the moment the spirit bird surrendered to itself, it could still accept it.

Seeing Lanfeng acting foolishly affectionate, the corners of Yiye's eyes twitched.

Jing Yue finally chose the crane closest to him, sat on its back, and patted its head.

The crane made a long cry, flapped its wings and flew into the sky, followed by the rest of the spirit birds.

At this time, more than ten Taoists suddenly ushered in front of the gate of the Cold Cloud Sect. The leader was about in his early twenties.

The cold cloud sect disciples guarding both sides of the mountain gate saw his appearance clearly, gasped suddenly, their faces were flushed, and their tongues were tied with excitement.

"Qin, Qin Zhenjun is here to invite you!"

The young man nodded slightly, and led a group of fellow disciples into the Cold Cloud Sect.

This group of people is the number one sword sect in the world, the disciple of Wan Ming sword sect.

In fact, they started their journey very early. After all, having a new ancestor in the Cold Cloud Sect was a major event that shocked the cultivation world. Both public and private Wanming Sword Sect took it very seriously, so how could they be late?

It's just that they got news from Moxiu on the way, so they were delayed.

In the team, some disciples were new to this place, and they were shocked by the dreamlike scenery of Cold Cloud Sect as soon as they entered the mountain gate.

"I heard that the Cold Cloud Sect is the first scene in the cultivation world, and it really lives up to its reputation."

"The boundary stone of the sect is rumored to have been inscribed by Taoist Jing Yuan. I've long wanted to come and pay my respects, but seeing it just now almost knocked me out of my wits."

"I don't know how amazing the new Taoist ancestor is. I heard that today's grand ceremony, even the three old ancestors who have ignored the secular world for a long time will come forward."

"After all, you have obtained the inheritance of Taoist ancestor Jingyuan. Which sect or faction you go to, who will not be regarded as a treasure?"

The disciples discussed excitedly, but the young man stopped him coldly: "Speak carefully!"

A few people shivered, and immediately fell silent.

Suddenly hearing a cry of a crane, everyone raised their heads subconsciously, and saw a person flying over their heads on a crane.

Who is that person?

They couldn't help wondering, why would someone dare to fly in the Frost Cloud Sect?Could it be the new ancestor?

On the square of Shuiqin Island, Qiongxiang is lingering, and fairy music is playing lightly.

The ancestors of the Hanyun Sect who hadn't shown up for a long time showed up one by one, which attracted the surprise and excitement of the guests.But when you think about it carefully, this is a matter of course.

Calculated from the point of entry into the sect this time, Daoist Jingyuan should accept disciples, and Yiye, as a disciple of Daoist Jingyuan, must be present.And the new ancestors have directly become the uncles of Liuyunliufeng from the perspective of seniority. If they don't come, it is tantamount to deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors.

Suddenly, several ancestors stood up at the same time and looked towards the sky.

As far as the eye can see, a crane is seen coming through the clouds, carrying a boy of eleven or twelve years old on it.The young man was born with a beautiful appearance, like a fairy boy from the sky stepping into the world on auspicious clouds.

Is that the new ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect?

The guests were stunned, and then they laughed at the absurdity of their conjecture. How could the number one Dharma sect in the world recognize a child as an ancestor?But after seeing Wei Tianli and all the elders bowing to greet him, everyone was shocked to the point of blankness.

really him? !So young?Could it be that he was also the member of the Dali Sect that the Cold Cloud Sect was looking for more than a year ago?

"Is the Cold Cloud Sect crazy? That kid is only at the third level of Qi refining. Even if he has the inheritance of Taoist Jing Yuan, he doesn't need to be promoted right now. Don't you know that the tree attracts the wind?"

"That's right, with so many stars supporting the moon, if he is not strong-willed and gets deluded, wouldn't it be harming him? If his cultivation is not going well and the way is hard to achieve, how will the Cold Cloud Sect deal with itself?"

Amidst the doubts, some people gloated.

Zixia sect's disciples winked secretly, and their elders said in their hearts: "The cold cloud sect's actions are becoming more and more sloppy, so it's exactly what they want."

As soon as Jing Yue landed, Wei Tianli invited him into the seat.

Then, Yiye sat beside Jingyue, while Liuyun Liufeng separated on both sides.

Wei Tianli faced the crowd and said in a clear voice: "This is the fourth disciple of my ancestor Jing Yuandao of the Cold Cloud Sect. Jing Yue is also a member of our sect. Today, the Cold Cloud Sect announced to the world that Jing Yue is The new ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect, anyone who humiliates him will be punished!"

As soon as his words fell, everyone in the field felt the three awe-inspiring pressures of killing intent coming down, like a thousand mountains pressing down on top.

The elder of the Zixia faction only felt a flash in front of his eyes, and saw a bright red "kill" word in a trance, smelled a bloody stench at the tip of his nose, and there was a continuous roar in his ears, sometimes sharp, sometimes rough, sometimes high-pitched , sometimes low, one after another——

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound was like thunder from nine heavens, it made his blood surge and he almost fell to his knees.

He was furious in his heart, he led his disciples to pay respects, why was he insulted?He didn't know that the coercion was only aimed at those who disrespected Han Yunzong. Although the other guests also felt the pressure, they didn't feel very uncomfortable.

——This is a threat!It is also a warning from the Cold Cloud Sect!

The elder of the Zixia faction stared at the front with his neck straightened, just in time to meet the gaze of the new ancestor. The other's dark eyes seemed to engulf his soul, causing him to be eroded by the cold from head to toe, and he couldn't help shivering.

He regained consciousness in an instant and bowed his head hastily.

No matter how the situation develops in the future, but now, the Cold Cloud Sect is still the number one dharma sect, with the great ability to cross the catastrophe, it cannot be disdained by any sect!

At the back of the square, hundreds of thousands of disciples bowed down in a crowd, touched the ground with their heads, knocked three times, and said loudly: "Greetings, Patriarch!"

The earth-shattering roar echoed repeatedly, like rolling spring thunder, like a mighty river, making everyone's scalp numb.

No matter what the guests thought, they all bowed slightly at this moment, and said together: "He Laozu!"

"Om-"

The echo of Biyun Bell came from a distance, intertwined with human voices, solemn and magnificent.

But among the [-] disciples, there are still some people who look frightened and uneasy.

Although they had never seen Jing Yue's true face, and they couldn't see clearly at this time, but thinking about his age and some changes that happened in the inner sect before, it was enough to guess his identity.

——The new ancestors are probably Jingshan!

This answer made Yu Xiaobao in a trance, he couldn't imagine that he had the audacity to deceive the new ancestor!Not to mention thinking about it, why did the ancestor disguise himself as Jingshan and sneak into the inner sect?

Many people who have had direct conflicts with Jingshan, such as the Long family brothers, are even more regretful and wish they could disappear from where they were.

And Mu Feng also recognized the other party, the person who gave him salvation in despair turned out to be the ancestor of the Cold Cloud Sect!At that moment, he made an oath in his heart: even if there is no redemption, he will follow to the death!

As for the high-ranking members of the personal lineage, aristocratic family, and civilians, their worries have reached their limit.It was as if a sharp sword was hanging above their heads, and they would cut it off at any time!

Everyone has their own thoughts, and in front of them, each sect and faction offered generous gifts one by one.

Suddenly, a clear sound was heard——

"Wanming Jianzong, Qin Yanzhi, come to pay a visit."

There was a silence in the field, but Jing Yue's spirits lifted. He had been curious about this person for a long time.

I saw a young man in black slowly turning out of the shadows, the sun pouring down, jumping between his jet-black hair, illuminating his clear eyebrows and eyes.

Holding the congratulatory gift in her hand, Qin Yan walked solemnly and led a group of disciples through the crowd without making a sound.

In the end, he stopped three feet away from Jingyue.

"Wanming Jianzong came a step late, please forgive me, ancestor."

Jing Yue was stunned suddenly, for some reason, he felt that this person had a very kind face, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't have such a face in his memory.

He concealed his doubts and said, "Don't worry about it, please invite Qin Zhenjun to take a seat."

A disciple stepped forward to accept Qin Yanzhi's gift. He wanted to lead him to the seat of Wan Ming Jianzong, but he heard him say: "The reason why I came late is because I found traces of demon cultivators on the way."

"Magic cultivator? But in the extreme northern continent?!"

Wei Tianli interrupted suddenly, with a solemn expression.

Today's world-cultivating demons are weak, and they are imprisoned in Shuxi Continent by the righteous way. The extreme northern land continent has not heard news of demonic cultivators for a long time.And the entire Extreme North Continent can be regarded as the territory of the Cold Cloud Sect. As the head of the Cold Cloud Sect, he will never allow the devil to cause trouble in the Extreme North!

"More than that." Qin Yanzhi said: "I discovered it when I was passing through Zhongzhou."

He roughly summed up what he encountered on the road. It turned out that they heard that in Zhongzhou, several small road gates had been dug up the ancestor's grave and lost their ancestor's remains.

But these several Taoist sects are far away from each other, it is only their own sect that suffered the disaster, and they did not realize the seriousness of the situation.And Qin Yanzhi quickly judged that the situation was different. After some investigation, he could only confirm that it was related to the corpse gate, but he failed to catch anyone.

"Corpse door?" Wei Tianli subconsciously glanced at Patriarch Liuyun, "Didn't the blood corpse old devil be seriously injured by Patriarch Liuyun back then?"

"That's right, isn't the corpse gate hidden? I haven't heard the news for hundreds of years."

"No, no, haven't you heard that the people from the Corpse Sect manipulated Fairy Mengyan to seek out Wanming Sword Sect, intending to assassinate Qin Zhenjun?"

"Is this really true? I thought it was a rumor!"

"But the blood corpse old devil was knocked down 500 years ago, and he recovered so quickly?"

"If he gets the adventure, everything is possible. If the old devil really recovers his cultivation of returning to the void, then the Cold Cloud Sect, who had a great enmity with him back then, will probably..."

At this time, the sky suddenly turned from bright to dark, and in an instant, the clouds rolled in, and a huge black coffin appeared out of thin air, pressing straight on Jingyue!

"Since the Cold Cloud Sect has a new ancestor, how can I not come to congratulate my corpse?"

The high-pitched voice suddenly approached and far away, and many people's complexions changed drastically—someone sneaked in at the corpse gate!

who is it? !

But they found that the faces of several great masters of the Cold Cloud Sect were calm, and the new ancestor even looked at the coffin curiously, without any panic.

The next moment, several red lights pierced through the cloud and smashed the coffin into pieces.

When the sky cleared again, Wei Tianli yelled angrily: "How can you allow filthy people like you to run wild in the territory of the Cold Cloud Sect!"

"Jie Jie, Sect Leader Wei is really ungrateful. If you don't accept the gift specially prepared by our Blood Corpse Patriarch, we will have to give it to you tomorrow—ah!"

Among the guests, the chest cavity of a True Lord of the Purple Mansion suddenly ruptured, a plume of black smoke rose from the wound, and he hurriedly fled outside.

Then, another ray of sword light shot out quickly, the light was a fusion of yin and yang, containing the laws of nature, shining like a bright sun, and as quiet as a star disappearing.

Jing Yue's eyes widened. Even if he was hurt by the sword light, he would not blink, and would not miss such a ecstatic sword strike.

It turned out that this was Dao Yijian!

The author has something to say: Little Theater

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Yiye: My master, woo woo woo~~

Jing Jing: Mom

Flowing cloud:

Wind: Wisdom

Old Wei: Obstacle

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Jiji: As a ten-thousand-year virgin, you are already a legendary magician, why not sit on a broom?

Jing Jing: ...