Chapter 120 Enter the Thousand Secret Hall
The outline of Xuanyu Zongshan Gate has emerged in front of you, and many people are happy when they see this. After more than a month of the expedition war, it is the end of today. Xuanyuzong paid the lives of nearly 800 disciples and swept away the power of alien practitioners in nearly 50,000 miles.
In this war, there are no more than 5,000 alien practitioners who work together to eliminate the Xuanyu sect. Although this number is only a small number compared with the number of swordsmen killed on the battlefield in the whole Tianling Star World, it is also the limit that Xuanyu Sect can achieve.
No one knows how much benefits Xuanyu Sect has gained in this war, but those treasures have been collected from the mountain gates of alien practitioners and alien practitioners are also countless. The elixirs and spiritual stones alone are enough for the use of Xuanyu Sect for thousands of years!
Entering the mountain gate, the disciples of each vein did not immediately return to their respective boundary, but gathered in the square at the foot of Xuanyuzong Mountain.
Nearly 2,000 people landed on the square, with distinct camps, waiting for the instructions of the elder Wuyou Taoist.
Worry-free Taoist person hung in the air in front of everyone, glanced at everyone, and said, "This time, Xuanyu Sect's expedition against alien practitioners has lasted for more than a month and nearly a hundred battles. Although more than 800 disciples were killed, their death still defended the glory of our Xuanyu Sect and achieved our success on the battlefield. Gong."
After a little pause, the worry-free Taoist continued: "After this on the battlefield, a lot of new generation of talents have emerged from each branch of the Xuanyu Sect, so I discussed with the other six elders and decided that after the three days of rest of Xuanyu Sect, those disciples who have made meritorious deeds on the battlefield will get one entry into the Qianjue Hall. Opportunity, as for what kind of opportunity you can encounter and what kind of skills you can find, it all depends on everyone's ability!"
When Long Yi heard the words in the crowd, his mind was shocked. The three words of Qianjue Hall made his mood involuted. At the same time, he felt that the devouring son of God in the sea of knowledge also had a slight fluctuation in his mood!
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In the spacious and dark cave, Long Yi sat cross-legged and exhaled a turbid breath before slowly opening his eyes. After a slight silence, he said in his mind, "Master, disciples are ready to go to the Thousand Secret Hall!"
In the sea of knowledge, the eyes of the devouring son suddenly opened, and his eyes flashed fiercely. He said in a low voice, "Okay! Apprentice, this time I went to the Qianjue Hall and took out my main soul jade tube. I just need to succeed and don't fail!"
Long Yi nodded and said, "Master, don't worry, my disciple will do his best!"
After saying that, Long Yi got up, rose directly into the air, and flew out of the cave. The door of the house opened automatically, and Long Yi's figure appeared in the outside world. At this time, Wang Yong had been waiting outside the cave for a long time.
As a disciple of the seven veins who made a lot of credit in this war, Wang Yong also got the opportunity to enter the Qianjue Hall promised by Zhang Bin, so when the time was coming, he waited for Long Yi to go outside Long Yi's cave. Although there are only 20 disciples who get the opportunity to enter the Qianjue Hall, but Wang Yong is not proud. At least in front of Long Yi, he does not have such a mind, because he clearly remembers that Long Yi has almost never done anything on the battlefield, but his mid-term cultivation of Jianzun is there, whether it is Zhang, the elder of the seven veins. Bin is still a carefree Taoist, and he will not give Long Yi this opportunity.
Today, although Long Yi is very low-key in Xuanyu Sect, he has become the best among more than 2,000 disciples. After all, the difference between his years of practice and the realm of cultivation is there. Even if he is a disciple with high talent, he can't compare with him.
Nodding to Wang Yong, Long Yi and Wang Yong flew side by side towards the Qianjue Hall. As soon as they flew out of the territory of the seven veins, they saw more than a dozen disciples from other six veins in the air, who also flew in the direction of the Qianjue Hall.
The Qianjue Hall is below, and the spacious platform is undoubtedly revealed. Long Yi and Wang Yong looked at each other and landed on the platform below at the same time, while other disciples also landed on that platform one after another.
When he fell to the ground, Long Yi looked at the Qianjue Hall dozens of feet away in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little turbulent. A long-lost feeling arises spontaneously.
Ten years ago, he was an ignorant child. He didn't know where the future was. He was just doing the most tired and lowly chore in this Xuanyu Sect. On that day, he met Li Bofan. Because he couldn't stand the bullying of the other party, he chose to escape and fell off the hillside. By mistake, he fell on the platform of Qianjue Hall.
Just at that time, the sect disciple in charge of guarding the Qianjue Hall left his post without authorization, but did not find Long Yi's appearance. In order to avoid Li Bufan, who was searching for his whereabouts, Long Yi boldly walked to the Qianjue Hall. At that time, his arrival touched a wisp of residual soul in a jade tube in the Qianjue Hall, and that wisp of residual soul was the devouring the god. The devouring son helped him cover up the prohibition, introduced him into the Thousand Secret Hall, and then placed it in his sea of knowledge. Since then, his life has been completely changed.
It can be said that this Qianjue Hall is the turning point in his life. He can go from a swordsman to the point where he is today. The experience in the Qianjue Hall is the beginning of everything.
Looking at the Qianjue Hall, Long Yi sighed silently in his heart and couldn't help sighing deeply. Suddenly, he felt that not far from his side, there was a gaze falling on his body. His eyebrows frowned slightly, and he turned his head quietly to meet the look, and the owner of that gaze suddenly appeared. He looked away in a timid way and didn't dare to look at Long Yi again.
Long Yi took a look at the man and looked away, but in his heart, he sneered. He would not forget that that person, ten years ago, made him almost suffer from the disaster. It can be said that the change in his life was caused by that man's bullying him. Ten years later, this man actually regarded him as a thorn in his side as he did ten years ago, trying to shamelessly put the trumped charges on him.
This person is not someone else, or Li Butan!
Long Yi was angry with Li Ifan, but he did not dare to hate it, because ten years ago, there was a huge difference in identity and strength between him and Li Ifan. In the past ten years, he had gradually forgotten this person, but he didn't expect that he had no intention of provoking Li Nofan, but Li Nofan still caused trouble one after another. He already had a grudge against Li Nofan!
Just now, the eyes that Li Fan threw at Long Yi made Long Yi feel a little strange. Although his face was calm, Long Yi already knew that he must be careful to deal with it after entering the Qianjue Hall.
Seven figures flew out of the same direction in Xuanyu Sect and flew directly to the direction of the Qianjue Hall, which was the seven elders.
The seven elders flew to the front of the Qianjue Hall and landed. Zhang Bin, the elder of the seven veins, looked at Long Yi and Wang Yong and nodded to them with a smile. Wang Yong and Long Yi saluted Zhang Bin respectfully at the same time. Zhang Bin took a deep look at Long Yi, and the appreciation in his eyes was unconcealed.
The worry-free Taoist took a look at the 20 disciples of Xuanyu Sect present and said quietly, "You twenty are the elites of the new generation selected by the seven veins of our Xuanyu Sect. In the future, you will be the future of Xuanyu Sect. Therefore, as the elder of Xuanyu Sect, I allow you to enter the Qianjue Hall for three days. For a limited time, choose the magic power, you, take care of yourself!"
"Yes!"
The disciples arched their hands and said yes.
The worry-free Taoist nodded lightly, and then waved with one hand. The forbidden array covering the Qianjue Hall dissipated in a burst of space distortion, and a disciple who was responsible for guarding the Qianjue Hall had already opened the door of the Qianjue Hall and stood aside respectfully.
Many disciples walked to the Qianjue Hall one after another. Long Yi and Wang Yong also followed the crowd from the gate of the Qianjue Hall and walked in. When Long Yi passed the last gate, the gate of the Qianjue Hall was also immediately closed.