True Immortal of the Netherworld

Qingyun Pavilion.

Located halfway up the mountainside of Lanyu Peak, the first peak of Yudaomen, it is the only way to the top of Lanyu Peak.

A pavilion with a height of eight floors was built against the mountain.

The cornices, glazed yellow tiles, and huge gilt roof reflect the colorful brilliance.

Looking from a distance, it looks like a Confucian saint wearing colorful Confucian robes and a golden crown is tasting the avenue of heaven and earth.

Opposite Qingyun Pavilion is a square with a size of fifty acres.

Standing in the square and looking at Qingyun Pavilion, you can only look up. The attic is reflected in the blue sky, just like Qingyun Palace.

In awe.

In the center of the square in front of Qingyun Pavilion, the twelve young heroes who came to challenge Qingyun Pavilion were full of energy, nervous and excited, and Xu Yang was of course among them.

There were hundreds of spectators surrounding the square, including those young heroes who had previously been defeated, as well as friends from various sects invited by the Yu Dao Sect to watch Qingyun Pavilion challenge.

"Is this Qingyun Pavilion? It's really majestic and worthy of being the facade of Yudao Sect."

"It's such a big attic, showing off the heritage of the Confucian master of the Yudao Sect."

"I wonder if the next twelve young heroes can successfully challenge Qingyun Pavilion."

"These twelve people represent the highest level of the younger generation in the Northern Territory cultivation world."

“It’s really a performance that people look forward to.”

...

An elder from the Yu Dao Sect who looked a bit older, wearing a gorgeous Confucian robe and a Confucian crown, personally presided over this Qingyun Pavilion challenge.

"Today's Qingyun Pavilion challenge is a grand event. It is also a stage for twelve young heroes to display their talents. The competition process in Qingyun Pavilion will be directly displayed on the psychic stone mirror in the square to show fairness and justice. I solemnly state that the principle of this Qingyun Pavilion challenge is that as long as the challenger can not be defeated by the floor leader guarding the pavilion within one stick of incense, he will pass." The elder deacon announced loudly.

When you step onto Qingyun Pavilion, you will know that Qingyun is high.

The trial to challenge Qingyun Pavilion has officially begun.

"According to the previously arranged ranking order from low to high, the first young hero to challenge Qingyun Pavilion is Li Yuan, a disciple from the Cangyue Sect in the Northern Territory." The elder deacon announced loudly.

A young Taoist wearing a light blue brocade robe and carrying a Tao sword walked out of the crowd. There is an eye-catching blue moon embroidered on the back of his Taoist robe, and he looks quite confident when he walks. The young Taoist came to the entrance of the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion generously.

"Cang Yue sent Li Yuan to challenge the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion." The young Taoist said loudly.

Under the guidance of the two gatekeepers, Cang Yue sent Li Yuan to enter the gate of the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

The door was closed, and Cang Yue Sect Li Yuan disappeared from the sight of the crowd in the square.

"He's in."

"It's about to start."

"My palms are a little sweaty."

"Look at the psychic stone mirror over there."

On one side of the square, there stood a tall psychic stone mirror, which reflected the scene on the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion in real time.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the square were attracted by the stone mirror.

The venue inside Qingyun Pavilion looks like a martial arts arena. It is much larger than people imagine, and the mystery of the space array hidden in it is comparable to a small mysterious world.

Li Yuan of Cang Yue Sect stood there, but standing opposite him was a dignified young female cultivator wearing light green clothes.

"I am the guardian guarding the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion, Sun Mengyao of Lan Yufeng of Yu Dao Sect." The young female monk said.

"Challenge, Li Yuan of the Cangyue Sect of the Northern Territory." The young Taoist in blue said with his fists in hand.

As one of the twelve young heroes, Li Yuanfei is the weakest among them. But he can pass

Having passed the previous trial in the meeting space, he is quite capable. His martial arts level has reached the second level of Yuanhun Realm, and he is also a well-known figure in the Cang Yue Sect.

Li Yuan glanced at Sun Mengyao opposite him, and used his consciousness, "As a first-level pavilion protector, Sun Mengyao's cultivation level is the same as mine at the second level of Yuanhun Realm. Judging from the information obtained before, She should be a deputy peak leader of Lan Yu Peak, and her strength is foreseeable, but I still have a chance if I can't be defeated by her within a stick of incense."

"Let's begin." Sun Mengyao stretched out a single finger and flicked it, and a flash of spiritual light shot out. At the edge of the field, the incense on an incense burner suddenly lit up.

Li Yuan narrowed his eyes and his consciousness moved.

warehouse!

A silver light flashed out from the sword box behind him, and a bright three-foot Taoist sword was in his hand.

"coming."

Li Yuan shouted loudly, stepped on the strong wind, and with the speed of his body and his sword, he threw out a cold light.

When the person moves, the sword moves, and the sword follows the movement of the person, as if he is a swordsman with considerable strength.

Li Yuan stabbed out with his sword, and the tip of the sword spit out a sharp edge, and a little bit of moonlight rolled around. The sword energy flew through the air, making a hissing sound.

"Not bad sword intent." Sun Mengyao stared at the opponent's sword with her beautiful eyes and quickly judged in her heart.

Sun Mengyao's eyes flickered and she did not retreat.

She stretched out a pair of jade hands, and her slender fingers moved quickly in the void in front of her. Wherever the finger falls, circles of light golden ripples flash out like a dragonfly touching water. Among the ripples, pale golden seal characters jumped out one after another and connected into a circular rune light array in an instant.

Ding ding ding, ding ding ding.

The power of Li Yuan's sword was directly blocked by the rune formation used by Sun Mengyao. It was like stabbing a solid shield, making a series of harsh and rapid sounds and bursting out clusters of sparks.

While Sun Mengyao used the rune formation, she took two steps back. Less than half of the power of Li Yuan's sword was instantly removed.

Li Yuan couldn't help but trembled in his heart, "What a powerful soul. The rune formation he used with his bare hands can absorb the power of my sword."

Sun Mengyao did not pause. She put her left hand lightly on her right wrist, poured all her soul power into her right hand, and grabbed it with the five fingers of her right hand like a tiger's claw.

"Confucianism teaches you, transform into an image, and seal it with a snake!".

On top of the rune light array that resisted Li Yuandao's sword, a spring-like seal character glyph instantly emerged. The seal character glyph was superimposed and twisted, turning into an angry silver python in the blink of an eye.

Runes are constantly flowing on the surface of the silver python.

The next moment, the silver python swallowed angrily and swallowed half of the sword in Li Yuan's hand "into the belly of the python".

Squeak, squeak, squeak.

The Dao sword in Li Yuan's hand trembled, as if it had been struck by lightning, and a puff of white smoke rose from the surface.

"Not good." Li Yuan only felt that the connection between his spiritual consciousness and the Dao sword in his hand was suddenly severed by external forces. Even though he had more means, he could not use them.

Li Yuan's face suddenly became ugly.

As a sword cultivator, if you can't use the sword in your hand, most of your combat power will be lost.

In panic, Li Yuan grasped the hilt of the sword with both hands, trying to take his Tao sword back by force.

Sun Mengyao on the opposite side had a sharp look, twisted her right hand, and the silver python that appeared on the light array twisted violently.

"Remove the sword!"

Suddenly, sparks flew. The Dao sword in Li Yuan's hand came out, spinning and flying out.

"My sword." Li Yuan panicked.

At this moment, one of Sun Mengyao's fingertips had already reached Li Yuan's heart.

"puff!"

Golden light emitted from his fingertips, and a seal character was printed on the surface of Li Yuan's chest, with a force that penetrated his heart.

Li Yuanru suffered

Lightning struck, his body trembled suddenly, his heart was blocked, all his magic power suddenly dissipated, and he knelt down on one knee with a pop.

"I..." Li Yuan was sweating profusely and said unwillingly: "I lost."

Li Yuan felt depressed for a while. He had only used 30% of his ability and was defeated.

Sun Mengyao said calmly: "Chengyi, next one."

...

The picture in the psychic stone mirror disappeared, and everyone in the square could see it clearly.

"It's over so soon."

"In just one round, Li Yuan will be defeated."

"His sword was sealed by the opponent's rune formation."

"You can seal the Dao sword in other people's hands with your bare hands. This is too overbearing."

"With bare hands, Confucianism seals the heart." In the crowd, Yaojun in white nodded slightly, "Senior Sister Mengyao has become more and more proficient in the sword sealing skills. As the beloved disciple of the elder Lan Xingjun, she has achieved great achievements in runes. extraordinary."

Yaojun is one of the deputy peak masters of Baiyu Peak, and Sun Mengyao is one of the deputy peak masters of Lanyu Peak. Although the two of them don't have much contact on weekdays, they have some understanding of each other.

...

Next, the second, third, and fourth place challenged the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion one after another, but they were all defeated by Sun Mengyao.

"Oops, there are four people in a row, and we can't even get past the first floor."

"Qingyun Pavilion is indeed one of the most difficult gates to challenge in the Northern Territory. This is the first level."

"I don't know if the next person can succeed in the challenge."

"This woman's methods are too weird. The four people in front of her were all sealed by her weapons and thus lost their fighting power."

...

"The next one who wants to challenge the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion is Murong Yu from the Golden Buddha Temple." The deacon of Yu Dao Sect said.

As a direct disciple of the Murong family, Murong Yu is quite visionary. But when I saw Sun Mengyao's move that could seal the opponent's weapon with just one hand, the more I watched, the more frightened I became.

Murong Yu twisted the Stone Buddha Orb in his hand and kept thinking about countermeasures in his mind, "If Sun Mengyao sealed my Stone Buddha Orb at once, I would definitely lose. It is estimated accurately that her soul power is superior to mine... ..”

When he heard the deacon of Yu Dao Sect call out his name, Murong Yu couldn't help but was slightly startled and muttered in his heart: "It's my turn, but I haven't thought of a way to deal with him yet?"

Thinking in his mind, cold sweat broke out on Murong Yu's cheeks.

A disciple of the Golden Buddha Temple with Murong Yu, the golden monk who had been standing next to him turned to look at Murong Yu and whispered: "Senior Brother Murong, just seal the left hand of the female donor with the stone Buddha orb."

Hearing the advice given by the Golden Jade Monk, Murong Yu was enlightened, his eyes lit up, and he responded via voice transmission: "Thank you, Holy Son, for your advice."

Murong Yu's confidence suddenly increased and he walked out of the crowd and arrived at the gate on the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

"Murong Yu from the Golden Buddha Temple, Murong Yu from the Murong family in the Golden Buddha Township, come to challenge." Murong Yu said loudly.

Under the guidance of the gatekeeper deacon's disciples, Murong Yu stepped into the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

In the first floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

Murong Yu in blue brocade and Sun Mengyao in light green stood face to face.

Sun Mengyao flicked a finger, and a new timed incense was lit in the incense burner. "

"Let's begin." Sun Mengyao said loudly.

After hearing this, Murong Yu turned his head and glanced at the burning incense, but made no move at all.

"I said start." Sun Mengyao raised her voice.

Murong Yu held his string of stone Buddha beads in both hands and smiled slightly, "I didn't say not to start. If I stand here without moving, after one stick of incense, I should be considered the winner."

Sun Mengyao said disdainfully: "Cunning."