Seeing that Chang'an could touch a wisp of water in the sword pool with only the foundation-building realm and was safe, Bai Chong felt sincerely sorry. How could such a talented disciple not use a sword?

The first disciple among the disciples of Chang'an is the one who can make the Lord of the Dangdang Dao Peak depressed.

Chang'an let a pool of clear water roll into the pond in his palm, and a long thin red thread was left in his white palm. Countless thousand sword intents were stirred up and it seemed like a silver needle was pricked. Chang'an clenched his fists, and he used his sword intention to fight against each other. When his five fingers spread out, there was no trace in his palm.

Bai Chong stood side by side with Chang'an and looked at the deep sword pool, "There are more than 3,000 swords hidden in the sword pool, including many famous swords in the world. I like to travel around the world, but any good sword that can be seen will be brought back to the peak and thrown into the sword pool. After hundreds of years, it will be of this scale. If the disciples in the peak have the ability, they can come to this sword pool and use the sword intent of this pool to sharpen their will. If they have achieved success in their cultivation, they can also choose one of them as their own sword. Unfortunately, for many years, the disciples who can take swords from the sword pool in the Zangdao Peak can count their hands."

"What about the sword tomb of Jian Peak compared to this sword pool that day?" Chang'an asked.

Bai Chong stroked his white beard and smiled, "It's not comparable, it's not comparable. There are countless evil swords in the sword tomb of Tianjian Peak, among which it worships the natal swords of the sects who have been transformed into wars in Qingyun Mountain and the masters of each peak. The sword intent in the sword tomb is as strong as the essence. Anyone with a weak cultivation or a poor mood takes a step, the light will vomit blood and be seriously injured, and the worst will be destroyed. The 100,000 sword tombs are famous for their reputation, and it is not blown out."

Chang'an smiled sarcastically: "It's a pity that there are swords but no swords, which is not my way." As if he felt what Chang'an was thinking, the long sword around his waist buzzed, as if he was responding.

Bai Chong didn't answer the conversation and asked again: "But I want to go down the mountain?"

"Yes." Chang'an nodded, "There are few disciples in Zangdao Peak who can get along with me, which is nothing more than the martial arts. If I leave, it will be better. The world below the mountain is more suitable for me to practice, which is a pity..."

"It's a pity that Chang Xi?" Bai Chong looked at Chang'an with fun, turned around and walked down the peak.

Chang'an raised his eyebrows, wondering how the Peak Lord would know about this, and he couldn't help but fall behind Bai Chong and followed behind him.

"I don't know how the outer disciples of the Qi Refining Realm at the Junior Sister Yunyou Peak were hanging out with Senior Brother Mo Ran. Two months ago, I asked the Beast Peak for an unmanned valley to sharpen the boy. The Year-to-year-old friend of Qi Refining Realm and Void Refining Realm is also a strange conversation." Bai Chong said with his hands behind his back, and he seemed to have no reproach for Mr. Mo who seemed to be messing around, but he was a little happy.

Chang'an's doubts were resolved. It turned out that Chang Xi was practicing hard under Mr. Mo at this time. No wonder the peak master knew about this. Although Mr. Mo had no real position in the Zangdao Peak, it is rumored that Mr. Mo's cultivation level was even higher than the peak master. He just despised the countless trivial matters that the position of the peak master handled every day, so he asked for a free job in the Zangdao Temple. If Junior Brother Chang could complete the hard work in Mr. Mo's hands, his strength would definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

"Then Chang Xi is like you, both of you are physically cultivating, and very strong."

A sentence was like thunder exploded in Chang'an's ears. When he suddenly raised his eyes, he felt a stream of uncontrollable excitement surged in his body.

Qingyun Mountain is a sect of sword cultivation, with very few physical cultivation. Among the tens of thousands of outer disciples, Chang Xi gave him a very different feeling from others. Since the first meeting between the two of Kuixing Pavilion, Chang'an vaguely felt that this person would definitely be a big deal if he could go further along the way of body refining. But now he learned from the master of the peak that Chang Xi had made great progress. Seeing Lie Xinxi and Xingxi mixed together, his boiling blood made him want to draw a sword to fight.

Bai Chong felt the strong fighting spirit that Chang'an was about to emerge behind him, and a big rock in his heart finally landed. He said in his heart that this stinky brat had finally taken the bait. Then he said: "The Jiufeng Outer Gate Competition, Chang Xi will definitely participate in it at that time. Where are you?"

"I will stay in the peak until the outer door is in the big match." Chang'an's thumb gently rubbed the trembling hilt and cut off the railway.

“So best.”

Bai Chong smiled heartily, and his steps turned into illusion. He took one step and had dispersed with the wind. As the forest wind sobbed, he left the straight figure of a young man standing like a knife on the mountain road.

...

The back mountain of Qingyunmen is a secluded place with a radius of over 10,000 acres in Qingyun Peak. Ninety-nine percent of Qingyunmen disciples are only known, but they may not be able to see the true appearance of the back mountain in their entire lives. This is because only the true core disciples of Qingyun Mountain can enter and exit freely.

There is an extremely high peak in the back mountain. I don’t know who built an elegant long pavilion on the top of the peak. Sitting in the pavilion, you can overlook the entire Qingyun Mountain. The dragon and phoenix on the pillar in the pavilion wrote the sonorous poem "Will you be on the top of the mountain and see the small mountains" with dragons and phoenixes. The magnificent mountains and rivers in front of you to the picturesque scenery in the sky really make people feel full of heroism.

The beauty in the pavilion sat leaning against the railing, and the ink color pouring like a waterfall passed through her shoulders and hung on her waist, covering the two ripe peach-like petals. Behind her chest, the black skirt with a tucked waist was bold and unrestrained, and a large piece of delicate and flawless shoulders were exposed. A pool of autumn water reflected the mountains and rivers, with a cold face, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and there was a little concern in the warmth.

"Junior sister, why did you run away without saying hello? It made me find it easy for me to find it!"

A woman's soft anger sound came from the narrow mountain road beside the pavilion. Suddenly a breeze blew in the pavilion. Xin Tong turned her head and a rare joy appeared on her face.

"I've met Senior Sister Six."

"Oh, ah, ah? I forgot this? I've all agreed that unless the second senior brother is here, we sisters should not be so distant." The pretty woman, who appeared like a gust of wind, stopped Xin Tong's waist, and did not let Xin Tong bend down. The pretty woman saw that Xin Tong was no longer as long as she had just entered the back mountain, and her pupils shrank slightly.

Xin Tong covered her mouth and smiled: "Sister Yuhan, how could you think of finding me today?"

Yu Han took Xin Tong's hand and sat down. A pair of slender legs appeared under the loose red silk skirt and shook gently: "I've finished my daily homework. We are so angry about the huge back mountain. I just want to find you. I have been looking for you for a long time. What are you looking for?"

"Looking at people."

"Look at people? Where is it?" Yu Han stood up, but after looking at it for a long time, no living person was found.

"On there." Xin Tongyu raised his finger lightly and pointed to a faraway place.

Yu Han looked along Xin Tong's fingers, and suddenly his face collapsed and waved his hand and said, "What's there to see in Beast Control Peak? A group of guys riding tigers and lions, each of them is so scary." Yu Han seemed to have thought of something, and then said softly, "Are you looking at that Chang Xi?"

When Xin Tong heard the name from someone else's mouth, a little color suddenly appeared in her clear black and white pupils: "Where did Senior Sister hear this name?"

"Second Brother Second Senior Brother said that you have deep love for Chang Xi, so let us mention him less so as not to affect your cultivation..." Yu Han was stunned when he realized that he had missed his mouth and hurriedly covered his mouth.

Xin Tong's face suddenly turned cold and looked at a place in the back mountain, "Who is in my heart? No need for others to say that there are three obstacles. Second brother cannot do it, master cannot do it, and the world cannot do it." Xin Tong made a sound, and his voice spread to the back mountain with the rolling spiritual power. When he touched the powerful fluctuation sitting cross-legged in the cave, the figure shook slightly, but was silent.

Yu Han's cherry mouth opened into a big round mouth, with a little star of admiration in her eyes. The first time she saw the second senior brother who was a little arrogant on weekdays, she chose to remain silent in front of the seventh junior sister who had just entered the school for only two months. Her straightforwardness and courage to love and hate really made her envious. Knowing the weight of Chang Xi in the junior sister's heart, she asked carefully: "Junior sister, do you think Chang Xi can enter the back mountain one day?"

Xin Tong touched a silver hairpin in the bun on her head with her fingers. A jade carved phoenix at the end of the silver hairpin was about to spread its wings for nine heavens. The slightly warm feeling was just like the hands on his face that day. Suddenly, he smiled. Yu Han, who was beside him, was fascinated by the sight, and only felt that the world in front of him had lost its color at that moment, leaving only this smile with deep love.
Chapter completed!