Chapter 268 Ceremony 4

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Zhou Xing looked from top to bottom, looking at the old man with white beard who came in.

Zhou Xing will not forget his appearance. From the time he entered Qiyun Mountain and saw the old man who would have become his "master", his appearance was engraved in Zhou Xing's mind.

After a few years, nothing has changed, just like the beginning. For him, Zhou Xing has an indescribable feeling. This master has no kindness or hatred for him. However, although he was a registered disciple at the beginning, this old man with a white beard was still the "master" of Zhou Xing. It's just that Qiyun Zhenren stepped in later, but let Zhou Xing regard Qi Yun Zhenren as his real master.

However, for this old man who has little communication, Zhou Xing still has respect and a trace of master's affection. Perhaps this is because this "master" is the first master in name.

Zhou Xing quickly restrained his expression and returned to normal.

"Brother Yan." Du Qing hugged his fist and smiled, with a trace of respect. For this old man with white beard, Du Qing respected not his cultivation, but his forbidden skill.

There are arrays and many prohibitions around the Liang School. These prohibitions are not imposed by the two golden elixir ancestors. The prohibition and protection of the mountain gate is arranged by this old man with white beard.

"Everyone is polite." The old man with white beard walked into the main hall. On the clean and simple cyan cloth, there were no wrinkles, and the first impression was that he was kind.

First, he nodded slightly to the respectful three generations of disciples.

Then, he raised his head, glanced at Zhou Xing's body, and looked at Yuan Xuyang and Du Qing standing on the sixth floor. "Brother Yuan, Brother Du, I'm a step late."

Yuan Xuyang smiled brightly and leaned slightly, "Brother Yan is just right here. Come on the stage quickly."

The old man with white beard smiled gently, raised his feet, and walked to the steps. He did not float on the steps as lightly as Zhou Xing, as cotton wool, nor did he pull up the stage as quickly as Du Qing.

He gently raised his foot, but fell steadily in the empty space, as if there were invisible steps. Step by step, step on the invisible stairs and walk to the seventh floor.

This is almost empty!

"Ling is empty! Uncle Yan was able to cross the void!" The three generations of disciples were shocked, and their eyes showed envy and admiration. In their eyes, Uncle Yan was the most powerful existence in the Liang School, except for the two Jindan ancestors, and he could even be side by side with the two ancestors.

Yuan Xuyang's eyes lit up, stared at the feet of the old man Bai Xu, and laughed, "Brother Yan, congratulations on being able to go further in the art of prohibition. In these eight-nation alliances, I'm afraid no one can beat the art of prohibition."

Seeing that the old man with white bearded walked directly to the steps, Du Qing's face showed surprise and disappeared in an instant. This kind of short-lived step can be used as long as his strength reaches the foundation, but if he wants to be as natural and casual as the old man with white beard, Du Qing believes that he can never do it. Du Qing squeezed out a smile and hugged his fist and said, "Congratulations to Brother Yan!"

"The two brothers are joking. The art of prohibition is extensive and profound. I'm just a little involved. When it comes to the cultivation of the Eight-Gangulation, there are many people above me." The old man with white beard shook his head slightly and smiled.

Zhou Xing naturally saw the empty behavior of the old man with white beard. From this "master", he did not feel a fluctuation of energy. He was really shocked. Hearing Yuan Xuyang's words, Zhou Xing suddenly realized, but he had just come into contact with the ban, and he could not see any traces of prohibition under the feet of the old man with white beard. He leaned sideways and looked at the old man with white beard who had climbed the seventh step. In the depths of his eyes, there was an unnoticing gold color that was not noticeable, and he wanted to see the existence of the prohibition clearly.

"Is this the new Yuchen Taoist friend who joined the faction?" Right here, the old man with white beard stood on the seventh step, looked down at Zhou Xing, and looked straight into Zhou Xing's eyes.

As if he noticed that Zhou Xing was using the magic magic, Zhou Xing's heart jumped. This feeling was very strong. He had a trace of admiration for this "remembered master". At the beginning, even the Lord of the Golden City, who built the foundation peak, did not notice the purpose of the magic. This spell was taught by Qiyun Zhenren, which was hidden in his eyes. Medium, extremely difficult to find.

Hearing the words, Zhou Xing put away the little gold in the depths of his eyes, raised his head, and bowed slightly to the old man with white beard. This time, he bowed to pay tribute to the former master, "In the rain, I have met Taoist friends."

"Ha ha, Yuchen, don't be polite. My name is Yan Yao. After this ceremony, you are my brother. Just call me brother." Yan Yao laughed softly, but there was some doubt in his heart. He had an unusual sense of familiarity with Zhou Xing, and even his appearance was very familiar with him. Moreover, Yan Yao could also feel Zhou Xing's heartfelt respect for him, but when he thought about it carefully, he had never heard of the name Yuchen at all. Involutatively, Yuan Xuyang said that this person was once a disciple of Qiyun. In the past few years, he broke through to build a foundation. Maybe he had seen him once.

At the beginning, there were more than a thousand disciples practicing Qi on Qiyun Mountain. Even if they had the ability to remember, it was impossible to remember everyone. What's more, Zhou Xing has changed a lot in the past few years. Although Yan Yao felt familiar with it, he did not think of it after all.

"Brother Yan." Zhou Xing said with a faint smile.

After a salute, the people who should arrive are basically all here. Zhou Xing noticed that Meng Yaotian and a disciple of the Liang faction who met during the visit to the city of Dianhaizong were not here. And among the people present, except for Yan Yao, no one was familiar to Zhou Xing. At the beginning, he was basically doing external skills at the foot of Qiyun Mountain, and he was only familiar with those disciples who did external skills.

Yuan Xuyang glanced around and showed his satisfaction. He immediately said to Yan Yao, who was standing on the seventh floor, "Brother Yan, your generation is the highest here. Why don't you host this ceremony?"

"You brought Brother Yuchen back. Naturally, it is the most appropriate for you to be the host. I'm old, so it's better to watch it." Yan Yao brushed his white beard and waved his hand.

Yuan Xuyang smiled and stood head-on. He said to the many disciples under the stage, "The ceremony officially begins!"