Dressed like a deadly enemy

Xianzong Peak is the largest mountain of Immortal Sword Sect. The peak soars into the clouds, and it can only be climbed by the sword. On weekdays, only the elders of the peaks and the great masters of the cultivation world can come and go freely. Even Zhang Binchi's personal disciples can only live in the mountain. Halfway up the mountain.

At this moment, a lot of young monks gathered outside the main hall of the peak. They were all elite disciples of various sects. They followed the elders of their sects to watch the ceremony, and made a few good friends by the way. On the platform in front of the hall, there were already many People got to know each other well, gathered around the railing in small groups to watch the sea of ​​clouds.

"Have you heard? The disciple Zhang Zongzhu accepted today has a lot of background."

"Naturally, the people of Tianqi, have you seen the great hall over there? The treasure of the Immortal Sword Sect, the Floating Cloud and Moon Cover, is for him to live in, so that he can listen to Daotai and the peak of the Immortal Sect."

"Wow, Sect Master Zhang refuses to take out this spirit weapon so easily, isn't that too willing?"

"..."

These young monks were well-informed. They looked at the great hall enviously from time to time, and occasionally took a few spiritual fruits from the table placed in the square outside the hall, and the topic turned to other places.

There is a high platform in the center of the square, covered with a golden carpet, and a carved wooden chair is placed on it. The time has not yet arrived, and there are only a few female monks on the high platform placing fine wine and spiritual fruits.

Elder Li led the four of them into the main hall, and everyone in the hall stood up when they saw Wen Shang.Elder Li introduced the great powers in the hall to Lu Junzhuo and others one by one.

After some greetings, the host and guest sat down, and Lu Junzhuo sat behind the table, talking softly with Yun Feitan with his head turned.

The two were very close, and Lu Junzhuo was smiling, as if talking about something interesting.

Facing them, Xin Yi held his wine glass several times and told him that he couldn't find a chance.

Not long after, an elder from the Immortal Sword Sect hurried outside. As soon as he entered the hall, he walked quickly to Zhang Binchi's side, bent down and whispered something in his ear.

"This..." Zhang Binchi looked at Wen Shang with embarrassment, hesitated to speak, and tightly held the white jade cup with his right hand on the table.

Wen Shang's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at Yuan Xi's position, there was no one there, and if he didn't pay attention for a moment, the person disappeared.

"Sect Master Zhang, what's the matter, but say there is no defense." His intuition told him that Yuan Xi might have caused trouble.

Hearing what he said, Lu Junzhuo stopped chatting and looked at them.

"Sigh... Fellow Daoist Yuan left Xianzong Peak with the cloud and moon cover, and he didn't know where he went."

"What?!" Xin Yi stood up in shock when he heard that, feeling anxious, the heart fragment of the ancestor god was still inside.

"Yi'er, don't be impatient for a while, I think Fellow Daoist Yuan will be happy to see Liexin for a while." Zhang Binchi comforted his little apprentice, then raised his head and asked Wen Shang: "Will City Lord Wen help to recover it? By some means, the Floating Cloud and Moon Cover is out of the old man's control."

"Sect Master Zhang, please don't worry, I'll go and have a look." Wen Shang stood up, saluted him apologetically, and then cupped his hands around, "Excuse me."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the hall quickly, Lu Junzhuo looked at Yun Feitan, "Shall we go and have a look too?"

Yun Feitan nodded, grabbed the folding fan on the case, and followed behind him.

"What's going on here? It's too rude." Someone was dissatisfied. Although he was a friend of City Lord Wen, he made trouble in other sects without even saying hello. Whose disciples acted so arrogantly.

"Forget it, just think it's young people playing around, and City Lord Wen has already caught up, we just sit and wait for the news, the time is coming soon." Zhang Binchi waved his hands quickly to stabilize everyone's emotions.

"Master, this disciple wants to go and have a look." Xin Yi stood up and left his seat, walked up to him and saluted as a disciple.

He saw that his new disciple's eyes were full of prayers, and he couldn't bear to refuse. He patted him on the shoulder, held his hand to help him up, "Go, go and come back quickly, don't miss the hour."

"it is good."

Xin Yi walked out of the palace gate, the expression on his face changed, and then he ran towards the place where the floating cloud and moon cover were parked.

In the corner of the square, there used to be a beautiful hall, but now only an empty platform remains.

There were many people around him looking at him, whispering and discussing.

He looked up at the sky, and saw a flying palace in the distance, followed by three figures of imperial swords, and they were heading towards the peak of Guandao.

Clasping his hands, there was a tinge of bright red in the corners of his slightly upturned eyes. He swung his robe sleeves, sacrificed a long and slender spirit sword, and chased after him.

"What a genius, he learned how to control the sword in just one month."

"No, otherwise, how could the suzerain value it so much?"

Many teenagers from Immortal Sword Sect looked at the little dot in the sky with admiration, and one of the tall teenagers was indignant, "Where are the country bumpkins who grab things if they don't agree with each other."

He rubbed his shoulders, just now he made a bet with that surnamed Yuan, saying that the other party has no treasure, it is not as good as Immortal Sword Sect, it is just a treasure of the sect.

"You are really serious. If Junior Brother Xin's apprenticeship ceremony cannot be completed today, take care of your skin, and your master will definitely punish you for carrying a big pot."

"Hahaha......"

The boys and girls around all laughed.

The top of Guandao Peak is thin, and there is no place to park. Yuanxi is also bold, and simply levitates in mid-air.After playing for a while, he had already passed the addiction, and was about to turn back when he was attracted by a crystal glowing red in the temple.

His inner alchemy longed for the psionic energy in that crystal, so he walked over there unknowingly, and reached out to grab the crystal.

"I'm so hungry..." There was a grunt from his stomach, and the crystal in his hand was like something delicious, making him want to devour it.

He didn't realize that his arms had turned into dragon claws, dragon horns appeared on his forehead, and his handsome face gradually turned into a dragon face.

"Yuanxi!" Seeing the main hall floating in front of him, with a red light, Wen Shang rushed in in a hurry.

Lu Junzhuo and Yun Feitan took a step back, glanced at each other, and speeded up to follow.

The temperature around the floating cloud moon cover is very high, and the red light is shining everywhere, which is scalding hot.Yun Feitan added a refreshing spiritual energy barrier to him, and the spirit sword guarding his feet was withdrawn, he held it in his hand, and walked in cautiously.

The hall was in a mess, and a huge dragon tail slapped it, almost knocking Lu Junzhuo out of the hall. He staggered back two steps, and a hand stretched out behind him to support him steadily.

"Be careful."

After he stood still, he smiled at the person behind him and held that hand, "You are also careful, it seems that His Highness ate the heart fragments of the ancestor god, and the spiritual energy inside is too strong. He is afraid that he has lost consciousness now. Not us."

Yun Feitan clenched that hand behind his back, turned around, and protected him behind his back.

On the huge dragon head over there, Wen Shang hugged the dragon's horn tightly like an insignificant ant, and kept calling Yuanxi's name. The dragon's horn became hot, causing blisters on his hands and chest. The robes on his body were also burned to ashes.

Although the cloud cover was huge, Yuanxi's dragon body gradually became larger and longer, and soon filled the hall. Wen Shang was squeezed on the roof of the hall, and his back was scalded by the roof.