Marry Long Aotian

Mo Yang paled in fright.

Wu Yu also called him Little Ancestor, but it was meant as a joke, and he still called him Junior Brother later, but this disciple seemed to really treat him as a Little Ancestor, with a very sincere expression, as if he would be able to take out a plate of human heads in the next moment and let the Little Ancestor suck it .

This place is actually a goblin cave, and he is actually a little ancestor.

With a smile on his face, Wu Yu helped Mo Yang out: "You all go to practice first, I will take the little ancestor to visit the sect."

"Yes, senior brother." Wu Yu was obviously very prestigious among the disciples, and many disciples were afraid of him, so they obediently retreated to practice after hearing what he said.

But looking at them secretly before they left, it was obvious that they were still very interested in Mo Yang.

When will the little ancestor attend class with them?

Seeing people walking around and the pine forest returning to calm, Mo Yang heaved a sigh of relief.

Wu Yu: "Junior brother, they didn't mean anything to you today, so don't take it to heart."

Mo Yang shook his head.

"However, sooner or later, the younger brother will have to adapt to such a scene." Wu Yu took him to the station near the steward's hall, looking at Mo Yang with dark blue eyes, "all the people of Xizhou worship immortals, and the younger brother, as his disciple, will also Be seen by everyone."

Mo Yang felt the pressure immediately, the master is very strong, if the apprentice is too good, he will probably have to go to Mars to live.

Wu Yu clicked on it and passed it to Mo Yang to introduce the spirit beast station in the sect. The spirit beasts in the station are raised by the sect and are used by the disciples. They can move freely inside the sect or outside the sect, but Billed on time, no change.

There are everything that flies in the sky, runs on the ground, and swims in the water, and Wu Yu asked Mo Yang to choose the one he likes.

Mo Chao's eyes were dazzled. At this moment, a soft and cute fox with three tails approached him. There were only two words in his big jewel-like eyes: choose me.

Being approached by a small animal like this, Mo Yang's heart fluttered, and he couldn't help hugging it.

There are also little monkeys and white apes in his pet illustration book, and they will be released someday to let the master know the way.

The fox quickly grew bigger outside the post station, beckoning Mo Yang to sit up, majestic, fur is the best protection against the cold.

Wu Yuze followed behind with his sword, his sleeves fluttering, and he flew into the air to introduce the Kunlun Immortal Sect to Mo Yang.

The Kunlun Immortal Sect occupies a vast area, and is the only second-rank immortal sect in Xizhou, and basically the only sect of cultivating immortals.

This is related to the special customs and geography of Xizhou.

Xizhou is far away from Wuzhou. It is the smallest and most remote place in Wuzhou. It rarely communicates with other continents.This place was originally a barren land with lost spiritual power and poor mountains and bad waters. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, it was favored by the immortals and moved to the Kunlun Mountains. It was nourished by the spiritual veins of immortals, and the climate gradually changed, becoming a place outside the world.

"It is rumored that the ancestral home of Xianzun is in Xizhou, but I dare not confirm it." Wu Yu said.

Xianzun taught the original 49 tribes in Xizhou, turned them away from killing, cultivated immortals and entered Taoism, and became the core of power in Xizhou, blessing mortals, and Xizhou was completely stabilized.

Therefore, the immortals are highly respected in Xizhou, and the 49 tribes all enshrine the Xunxian Temple in the central Kunlun Mountains, and they are the most loyal believers of the immortals.

In today's Xizhou, high mountains and deep valleys cut off the rivers and rivers, and the tribes live in harmony.Except for the perennial snowfall in the Kunlun Mountains, the other places have four seasons. In spring, the mountains are full of flowers and the valleys are murmuring; in summer, the pine forests are green and the rocks are scattered; silence.

It is quiet and far-reaching, and it is already the pure land of the five continents.

Although the Kunlun Immortal Sect is not as prosperous as the Zixiao Immortal Sect, it has its own unique features.

Kunlun Xianzong has no distinction between inner and outer sects. It only divides factions according to peaks and valleys, and only depends on which elder accepts which apprentice.Generally speaking, the elders usually come from the 10 tribes, and the apprentices they accept are also from the tribes. There is a bond of friendship between the peaks and valleys, so they get along peacefully.

Kunlun Immortal Sect disciple Yuanying can leave the teacher after Yuan Ying, travel the five continents, stay as you like.

But all the disciples of Xianzong are loyal to the tribe and the master, and this will not change.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect change every hundred years, and Wu Yu is the eldest disciple among the disciples, and Mo Yang is regarded as the junior junior, but in terms of his seniority, he is destined to be different from the other junior juniors.

After seeing the infinitely beautiful scenery, the next day, Mo Yang's path of cultivation gradually began.

Mo Yang's foundation is too poor, so he has to go through a period of individual training before he can practice with other disciples.

It is equally important to communicate with young people of similar level, so Wang Chan did not intend to confine him to Xunxian Peak and work behind closed doors.

At Maoshi, Mo Chao got up on time, washed and arranged his clothes, and rode a broom to the sword training platform of Xunxian Peak.

Here is a unique place, surrounded by pine trees, the sea of ​​clouds is misty, and the stone round platform is painted with Tai Chi patterns, which is simple and simple.

The Immortal Venerable was already waiting there, with his sleeves hanging down and his hands behind his back.

Mo Yang hastily got off his broom, walked up to the stone platform, and said nervously, "The disciple is late, tomorrow will be earlier."

Wang Chan hummed.

The morning breeze blowing on the round platform brought a slight scent of pine nuts, which quickly calmed Mo Yang's a little irritable heart, and his heartbeat gradually stabilized.

Wang Chan took a few steps towards the edge of the cliff, and then said: "Before, you have learned swordsmanship."

Mo Yang was very honest: "I haven't learned it before."

"The sword is a gentleman, and the heart of the sword is like the heart of the sword. It needs to be tempered to be brilliant." Wang Chan flicked his sleeves, and released a phantom figure who was as tall as Mo Yang, standing beside Mo Yang, "For you to sharpen your mind, I will teach you A basic set of swordsmanship, starting today, you will practice your sword on this Tai Chi platform every day at Maoshi, and you will be able to finish it by swinging your sword three thousand times."

Wu Yu and Mo Yang said that the Immortal Venerable is self-taught, and he is a rare all-rounder in the cultivation world.

He is proficient in refining weapons, refining medicine, forming formations, martial arts, etc. He is well-versed in a hundred schools of thought, and the five elements are perfect.

Although he is not a swordsman, his swordsmanship is also at the pinnacle, and now the transparent little figure of the Mo Yang card is transformed into a sword dance in front of Mo Yang, as a demonstration for him.

The little person is light blue, with only a vague outline, but the body shape is imitated very vividly, which makes Mo Yang feel very substituting.

The sword move looks really simple, there is no particularly difficult movement.The immortal broke off a pine branch and cut it into a wooden sword for Mo Yang, asking him to practice with him.

But Mo Yang knew he was wrong as soon as he got started. The little man made a light and simple movement, but he did it like a stupid duck, he couldn't see it at all.

too stupid.

The little man's movements slowed down, allowing Mo Yang to see clearly, and he also followed slowly, but it was difficult to make consecutive moves, like doing radio gymnastics.

Mo Chao couldn't keep dancing while he was dancing, it was too bad, he had seen the children of the Merciless Sword School who were learning swords before, and he seemed to be inferior to them.

He couldn't help but go to see his master.But Wang Chan just stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, looking at him with his hands behind his back.

Mo Yang held back his sense of shame, and seriously followed the little man's sword dance.

After a whole morning, he finally practiced [-] reps. If it was before, he would have already collapsed.But now Mo Yang has established his foundation, so it's just that his arms are sore and weak, and he can still hold on.

On the first day, Wang Chan did not instruct him on how to move.

And for five days in a row, Mo Yang finally memorized the sword moves, and after overcoming the shame of Caiji, he felt the pressure of practicing sword.

If something goes wrong, an invisible force in the air will stop him and correct his movements.Sometimes when a sword is drawn, Mo Yang will squat for a whole morning until he is exhausted.

And with the master watching over him, Mo Yang didn't even dare to be distracted, so his wholehearted devotion gradually allowed him to develop a good habit of being able to concentrate even if he left the extremely lonely environment like the Wuming Peak.

This kind of tempering gradually brought results. With the extreme exhaustion of force and the perfection of sword moves, Mo Yang naturally learned to use spiritual power and send out spiritual power through sword moves.

Two months later, he has become a decent sword practicer, and finally has a basic control over his spiritual power.

Mo Yang can start to learn Yu Jian.

It was not yet noon after finishing sword practice that day, when Mo Cai was sweating when he heard the news, he instantly felt that he could fight another 800 years.

He looked at Master expectantly and apprehensively.

Wang Chan pointed his fingers between his eyebrows and taught him the spell of controlling the sword.

"remember?"

"Remember." Mo Yang's nose was red because of excitement.

A flying magic weapon fell into his hands. It was not the flying sword that ordinary monks used to, but a leaf. It had the same streamlined design, but was much wider than the flying sword.

Can be hung on the waist.

Mo Chao held it like a baby, his eyes were crooked with a smile.

"This thing is called a flat boat. It used to be the weapon I used when I practiced the sword. Today it is refined into a magic weapon. I will leave it to you."

"Thank you, master." Mo Yang liked it very much, he didn't read the formula very skillfully, and the boat became bigger and floated in front of Mo Yang.

Mo Yang stepped on it, firmly——

Weird.

A small boat wobbled and rubbed against the stone platform, turning into a beautiful free-range chicken, and finally stopped when half of the magic weapon was about to step off the cliff and take off.

"..." Mo Yang looked at the abyss of at least tens of thousands of meters below him, and his calf that started to tremble automatically, and turned his head obediently, "Master, I'm a little tired today, can I come back tomorrow?"

Xianzun said: "Yes."

Then he raised his hand casually, and directly kicked Mo Yang down with a formula.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!"

Leap of Faith!

Dongzhou.

Zixiao Xianzong.

Layers of calamity clouds gathered on Mount Sumeru.

Zixiao Xianzong is used to seeing the robbery of monks crossing the catastrophe, logically speaking, they don't care much about it.Only some disciples who are about to break through will go to the mountaintop far away from Jieyun to meditate and visualize.

However, this tribulation was not unusual.

Jieyun glowed with a strong golden light, which was as bright as the sun, arousing the vision of heaven and earth, and it was just showing its clues, with a faint aura of prehistoric killing, which made people look sideways.

This cannot be explained by talent.

"Which disciple is this Xumi Peak crossing the catastrophe? Is it Xu Rao? This catastrophe is not ordinary. It seems that after so many generations, the blood of the people surnamed Zhou has not been diluted."

The man sighed, but soon, he saw Xu Rao who also rushed back to Xumi Peak.

The smile on Xu Rao's face had all disappeared. Looking at the sky full of golden robbery clouds, he flew straight back to the peak.

The man was taken aback and his heart shook.

Soon after, Qin Kai and Gu Lan also came.

Many people gathered outside Mount Sumeru, asking around, and finally got the name of the person who crossed the catastrophe:

Yan Lingyun, Jin Dan Jin Yuan Ying.