Chapter 28: Entering the realm of cultivation!

The world of monks, the towering mountains and rivers are beautiful, the scenery is picturesque and beautiful. (Baidu search 8 degrees

As the saying goes, the road to Shu is difficult, and it is difficult to reach the blue sky

From this we can imagine how steep and thrilling the peaks of Shushan are

I saw a mountain surrounded by white clouds, like a huge bamboo shoot, penetrated straight into the clouds, and cut across the top of the mountain, forming a white jade square. At this moment, there were about a hundred inner disciples standing in the square.

In front of everyone, three white-bearded elders in black Taoist robe stood, looking over 80 years old, but their bodies stood straight, their clothes were windless, as if they had achieved enlightenment. The old face was full of energy, and there was no sign of the twilight look.

Yang Xuan, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, looked calm, but was secretly surprised in his heart, "These three are actually in the fusion realm. The foundation of Shushan alone is so profound. Other sects in the cultivator world are afraid that there are stronger ones."

However, from this point, we can also see that the cultivation of the truth is difficult. Shushan has been circulating for so long, but cultivators in the fusion realm are only as many as five fingers. It can be imagined that it is absolutely difficult to reach the fusion realm as if they are ascending to heaven.

You should know... a monk in the divine realm can live for 3,000 years

There are about dozens of monks in Shushan's divine realm, but among these people, there are only one or two of them at most. They can break through to the fusion realm when the 3,000-year deadline comes, and continue to survive in the world.

While Yang Xuan was thinking, one of the three Supreme Elders in front of him walked out, his clothes fluttered, with a flowing temperament. He looked gentle, his eyes seemed to be full of stars, his eyes were full of wisdom, he looked around at hundreds of disciples, and then said in a gentle voice: "This time, the gate of the cultivation world has been opened once every 60 years. After you go, you will do your best to assist the eight elders who have made great contributions in it. After you come back, you will have a reward if anyone finds the Qilin, you will reward the divine divine pill and the Emperor's sword after you come back."

"Yes" everyone nodded respectfully.

The white-haired old man nodded to the two old men beside him. The three of them stood in a row and shouted in a low voice. A strong aura spread out from the three of them, sweeping the entire audience, making all the disciples of the Jindan realm in the square pale and almost kneel to the ground. Some disciples of the Yuanying realm also had cold sweats on their foreheads, and they tried their best to resist this overwhelming majesty.

"Is this the pressure of the fusion realm?" Yang Xuan murmured in a low voice. His expression was calm and he was not at all uncomfortable. Not only did his cultivation reach the divine realm, but he was enough to resist the pressure of the fusion realm, but he was also the support clan of the sky.

On the pressure... Looking at the three major periods of ancient times, medieval times, what races can support the arrogance of the sky?

As a descendant of the Zhutian clan, Yang Xuan's arrogance in his bones did not allow him to bow to anyone, because his ancestor Zhutian Zulong was always proud of his head when facing the heavenly way in the Heavenly Palace.

This kind of arrogance is not arrogance, but arrogance

In front of the crowd, the three white-haired old men made their own gestures, their eyes were solemn, and the spiritual energy in their bodies was solemn on their fingers, and they shouted: "The gate of the world is open."

Rumble~~~

In the sky, the sound of the door opening thundering through the heaven and earth and resounding through the sea of ​​clouds.

In the square, all the disciples looked up and held their breath.

I saw the clouds and mists over Shu Mountain rolling with the banging sound. Then, in the sky, there was a gate that was thousands of feet high, which could not be seen at the top, and slowly appeared in front of everyone under the endless clouds.

As the door appeared, a long-standing sense of vicissitudes of time permeated the door, as if an elderly man was sighing softly.

"The gate of the world has opened, everyone can go in quickly," the white-haired old man shouted.

Just finished speaking

Brush brush...

Eight figures rushed straight from all around the square to the sky and flew into the gate.

With the help of these eight figures, many inner disciples in the square also became turbulent and flew towards the tall realm sect one after another.

"Brother Yang, let's go too?" Ye Feng stood beside Yang Xuan, looked at the Ten Thousand-Football World Gate in shock, and then turned his head to Yang Xuan and said.

Yang Xuan nodded, and the two rushed straight into the sky.

Yang Xuan felt the sound of wind roaring in his ears, and the clouds and mists all over the sky were reflected in his eyes, getting closer and closer, and finally approached so close that it was almost within reach. In front of him, the Ten Thousand-Five World Gate could not be seen, like a celestial monument, cutting off the entire sky. In the World Gate, there was a dazzling silvery white area and nothing could be seen.

At this moment, dozens of black shadows rushed forward in front of this world gate. As they approached, they directly drilled into the dazzling white light and disappeared.

Yang Xuan's speed of progress did not decrease at all. The next moment, he also entered this dazzling white light. The moment he entered, he seemed to be trapped in a vast white cotton. A warm feeling filled his whole body, making people intoxicated...

call

A cold wind blew, and Yang Xuan opened his eyes immediately. The scenery in front of him was a world of ice and snow. Whether it was on the branches, the ground, or the hillside, there was snow.

"Brother Yang" Ye Feng walked over from a distance and left a deep footprint along the way.

Yang Xuan glanced at him, then looked around. This was a valley surrounded by mountains and was covered with silver and white everywhere. Even the clouds in the sky were as white as there was no trace of stains.

Brush brush...

In the open space, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared. Judging from the medals on his chest, they were all disciples of the inner sect. Among these disciples, there were eight elders in white.

Yang Xuan took a look, then found a place and waited quietly.

A moment later, many figures appeared out of thin air in the open space. As more and more figures were added, the sound of amazement and discussion also sounded.

"Everyone, be quiet." A middle-aged man with the elder medal on his chest walked to the front of the crowd, looked around everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Now that he has entered the world of cultivation, everyone should seize the time and find news about Qilin. There are a total of 92 people present, forming eight teams. Do you understand the first to fourth teams of each team?"

"I understand." Everyone nodded.

"Okay" the middle-aged man turned around and said to the seven elders next to him: "Now, all elders have begun to select disciples to form a team."

The seven elders nodded one after another. Although they were all elders, the middle-aged man was the person in charge appointed by the head of the sect. Everyone must listen to him, including the seven elders.

In the crowd, Yang Xuan and Ye Feng stood together and chatted casually.

"Yeah?" Yang Xuan suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ye Feng noticed his strangeness.

Yang Xuan looked at a middle-aged man in white walking up to him. He had an elder medal hanging on his chest. Judging from his appearance, he was the elder Mo Dao who had to punish Yang Xuan by the Xiuling Pool.

As Yang Xuan looked at him, Elder Mo Dao seemed to feel something, looked up at him, and a gloomy sneer slowly bent on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Xuan frowned, and a murderous aura passed through his eyes. If this person was ignorant and wanted to seek revenge on him, he would never show mercy. Although this person has reached the middle stage of distraction, if he explodes with all his strength, he will win 70% of them.

"You, you, and you." Mo Dao walked towards Yang Xuan while selecting his disciples. As he approached, he glanced at Yang Xuan indifferently and said, "You and you."

Yang Xuan frowned slightly and stared at him.

"What, may you not want to?" Mo Dao frowned and said coldly.

Yang Xuan looked straight into his eyes and said in a cold tone: "I hope you don't do anything at that time." After saying that, he turned around and walked aside, too lazy to pay attention to his reply.

Mo Dao looked at Yang Xuan's back with a blue look, and finally his eyes became gloomy. He sneered in his heart: "Wait until I get into my hands, let's see how I can kill you."

After a moment, all the teams were finished.

Yang Xuan and Ye Feng were separated in different groups. When they were dispersed, the two said goodbye to each other.

"Let's go" Mo Dao said indifferently, then took the lead and followed 11 inner disciples behind him, and Yang Xuan was among them.

After walking out of the snow-capped mountains, what appeared before everyone was a vast snowfield, with a flat terrain and covered with snow.

"This is a communication jade slip." Mo Dao took out 11 crystal-shining jade slips from his arms, waved them casually, and fell into the hands of everyone. He said lightly: "If anyone sees the Qilin, he can notify me through this jade slip."

"Yes" everyone nodded, and Yang Xuan was silent.

Mo Dao nodded with satisfaction, "From now on, everyone will scatter to find you, you, and you, you go to the west, you, and you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you

After he arranged the 10 disciples, he immediately looked at Yang Xuan, with a cold sneer on his lips and said, "As for you, go to the town of mortals and find out about the traces of Qilin."

Yang Xuan frowned immediately.

It sounds like his job is the easiest. However, the Qilin is an ancient fairy beast with its whereabouts, and it is difficult for even cultivators to find it, let alone a mortal.

Therefore, letting him go to the mortal town to find out the news was purely a waste of his last hope of meeting the Qilin Beast. After all, in the wild, he might even be able to meet him, but in the mortal town, there was no chance at all.

The other 10 disciples have been practicing for decades and are smart in their hearts. They can see the profound meaning of Mo Dao at once. They look at Yang Xuan in surprise, unable to understand how this new junior brother offended the inner elder?

Mo Dao looked at Yang Xuan and sneered, turned to the others and said, "Everyone is going to search for it. If you meet Qilin, you will definitely have a lot of rewards. I will remember great achievements for you."

"Yes" everyone is very respectful.

Then they dispersed with their swords.

Mo Dao glanced at Yang Xuan before leaving and said, "Heaven has the virtue of being alive. I won't kill you, I hope you will do it yourself." After that, he drove the fairy sword into a beam of light, flew into the distance, and disappeared into the clouds.

On the snow, Yang Xuan was the only one left.

Yang Xuan stared at Mo Dao's disappearing back with cold eyes. After a while, he turned around and walked outside the snow field.

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