Chapter 761 Qingxu Gate

Under a huge cliff thousands of miles away from Niuzhu Mountain, there is a huge space hidden in it that mortals can't imagine. Ancient trees, fairy mountains, towering, all kinds of palaces, fairy birds, and spirit beasts are running in the clouds. As soon as I entered it, I felt a fresh and peaceful breath coming to my face. There were beautiful mountains and rivers everywhere, flowing springs and waterfalls, Yao grass and strange flowers, birds and beasts, and countless treasures of heaven and earth. It was really a pure land outside the world.

And in this pure land of the world, there are countless peaks towering, among which there are eighteen towering peaks that go straight to the sky, which are majestic and apparing. In the middle of these eighteen mountains, there is a vast square. The whole square is composed of a kind of crystal clear warm white jade, which is outlined with an ancient and magical formation, which makes the whole square emit a strong and compelling aura. On the square, thousands of people are united by young people in gray and white robes sitting cross-legged, as if they were practicing and absorbing the spiritual power of heaven and earth.

"Hahaha..."

A burst of bright laughter came from a towering hall in front of the square. The hall has a golden plaque with Qingxu Hall written on it. If there are people who are familiar with the world of Lilanxing Xiuzhen, they can almost blurt out where it is.

Qingxu Gate, one of the ten gates of Lanxing, a giant-like gate school!

At this moment, there are more than 20 characters sitting in the Qingxu Hall, each of whom is wearing a gossip purple gold Taoist robe, wearing a Leiyang crown, and his divine eyes are like electricity, which is unspeakable. And this kind of dress, in the whole Qingxu Gate, except for the peak owner of the Eighteen Peaks, only a dozen real-power elders of the Presbyterian Association have such qualifications.

Sitting in the middle of the hall was a middle-aged man with a warm face like jade and a spring breeze. He was playing with a fan in his hand, showing an elegant atmosphere and his eyes were particularly kind. This person is none other than Zhuge Liuyun, the leader of the Qingxu Gate, who is already the supreme strong man who stepped on the peak of the sky and the master of Qingxu Gate.

"Gentlemen, a year from then, it will be the day when I compete with the eighteen peaks of the Qingxu sect and many registered disciples. You should be good at the disciples under the ** gate, and you can't weaken the prestige of the core disciples of the eighteen peaks, you know?" Zhuge Liuyun opened his mouth leisurely and glanced at the people.

Hearing what the door owner said, the faces of the eighteen powerful strong men below changed, and they were obviously the masters of the eighteen peaks.

"Hahaha.... Master, don't worry, each of the other disciples of the seventeen peaks, each of us is a cultivation genius with excellent qualifications and excellent talent. As for the six crooked disciples of Brother Zhigao, in addition to the innocence of the big disciples, the rest are full of pus. I'm afraid that they will be Xi by those registered disciples. Fall!"

At this moment, a cold-faced middle-aged Taoist priest licked the corners of his mouth, and then looked at many registered disciples practicing cross-legged on the square, and then glanced at a majestic middle-aged man sitting on the seat without a trace.

"Humph!"

Hearing what the middle-aged Taoist priest said, the dignified middle-aged man frowned and his hands holding the chair creaked. Obviously, he was very unhappy.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, he stared at the cold middle-aged Taoist priest. The majestic middle-aged man's face was very resolute, but it gave people a vast smell of the sea and a bright moon.

"Huh! Yang Lin, my disciple Xing Zhigao's length is not your turn to judge! What, do you want to see if my flaming sickle sword is strong, or is your nine-bone Xun fan better? The majestic middle-aged man named Xing Zhigao's words are like Hong Zhong Dalu, showing his deep strength.

The corners of his eyes twitched slightly. Yang Lin obviously did not expect Xing Zhigao to react so violently, and then he reacted and mocked again, "Hahaha... I almost forgot that my good apprentice seemed to have accidentally cut off your three apprentice's legs in the last disciple's test. I'm afraid he's still in a wheelchair now? There is a continuous elixir for sale at the Tianbao auction. As long as you sell your own flaming scythe sword, you should be able to buy one to save your disciples, right? Hahaha.... Don't look like a benevolent teacher. If you really love your apprentice, you won't let him be in a wheelchair.

The corners of his eyes began to twitch violently, but Xing Zhigao seemed to be furious at this moment. The so-called beating is not to hit people in the face, and scolding is not short. Yang Lin can be said about his sadness at once.

"Yang Lin, you are such a narrow-minded person. Fortunately, Fumei chose me at the beginning, otherwise I'm afraid you will regret it for the rest of your life." With a cold smile, Xing Zhigao said slowly.

Hearing that Xing Zhigao mentioned Fu Mei, Yang Lin suddenly became complacent, and his face suddenly turned red. After a while, he hummed, but there was a cold light in his eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Okay, Lord Yang Linfeng, Lord Xing Zhifeng and you were the same master's brother, and you are also your brother. Don't say that. Everyone also knows the temperament of Xing Zhifeng. The choice of disciples is to pay attention to fate and painstaking efforts. Therefore, most of the disciples are average, and it is not strange that their strength is not strong. There is also Xing Zhifeng. In the future, don't take it out to hit Yang Linfeng. It's hurt and kind. It seemed that Zhuge Liuyun, who was afraid of the escalation of the battle, hurriedly opened his mouth, but the atmosphere of the hall suddenly became a little heavy.

Many elders sat in the hall and said nothing to each other, but when they looked at Xing Zhigao and Yang Lin, there was a faint sarcasm.

These two were taught by the same master at that time. They were both talented geniuses, but in the end, they turned against each other because they liked their little sister at the same time. Later, the little sister chose the eldest brother Xing Zhigao, and Yang Lin was holding a grudge. Over the years, the relationship between the two was very bad, although they were both eighteen. The owner of Fengfeng has never had any contact. Moreover, perhaps because of the hatred of each other's masters, their disciples are also very hostile, especially Yang Lin's disciples cut off Xing Zhigao's three disciples' legs in the last disciple's test. The relationship between the two was even more incomparable and extremely nervous.

"Hmm?"

At this moment, Xing Zhigao, who was sitting in the seat, suddenly lit up his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face. He slowly glanced around, and then said with a smile, "Guys, I just found an apprentice who may have a relationship with me as a master and apprentice. How about you come with me to have a look? "

"Wo!"

After saying this, an extremely wide fiery red sword suddenly flew out of his body, carrying him, directly turning into a streamer and flying towards the distant sky.

Seeing such a scene, the rest of the people in the hall also showed a curious look. They released their weapons and directly turned into streamers, followed like shadows.

Looking at the fiery red streamer that was about to disappear, Yang Lin's face changed several times, and then a gloomy smile also released a fierce fan and rushed directly to the sky.