It's a pity that Master Daoming met me when he first came here to practice. It's a pity that he had already practiced for two hundred years at that time. Although he was kind-hearted and was really good to me, he couldn't pass on that..." The weirdo stopped at this point.

Coming down, Hai Long's heart moved and Fu Lingxin said: "Does my master want to use magic? Then you must be very powerful. Can you teach me? I only know one detection technique now." The detection technique is the first few.

Tianling Yuzi just taught his function to detect his own or others' cultivation level, but if the difference in cultivation level is too big, there is nothing he can do.

The weirdo said, "I remember that one of your masters once said to you that practicing Tianxin Jue is the most basic. He is right. Mana is the root of all Taoism, and magic is just a method of application. If your mana reaches boundless

In this realm, any spell in your hands can exert unimaginable power. Don't wonder why I know this, not to mention this small Moyun Peak, even all the seventy-two peaks in the Lianyun Mountains can't escape my golden power.

Eyes, you can go back now. Tomorrow seems to be the time when your Lianyun Sect gathers its peaks every ten years, so you won’t have to come."

Hai Long asked doubtfully, "When the peaks gather together? What is that?"

The weirdo said, "Your masters will naturally tell you when you go back. Go ahead and come back the day after tomorrow. When you go back, don't tell others about meeting your master here. If you make any mistakes in the future, your master will

When he punishes you, just tell him the four words "golden eyes and fiery eyes" and he won't make things difficult for you."

Hai Long nodded and bid farewell to the weirdo and the little clever one, then floated up and flew in the direction of Moyunping. There were really a lot of weird things today. Even with his intelligence, he still couldn't understand the conversation between Master Daoming and the weirdo.

What means.

"Why did Hai Long come back so early today! Isn't that little monkey going to play with you?" Ling Yuzi's voice came clearly. The footsteps stopped outside Hai Long's door.

Hai Long opened the door and let Ling Yuzi into the room and said, "I came back after playing for a while today. Master Eleven, you seem to be very happy today?"

Ling Yuzi laughed and said, "Of course I'm happy that after ten years of hard training and ten years of boredom, there will finally be something exciting to watch tomorrow. Your master will also go."

Hai Long's heart was moved and he couldn't help but think of the strange man's words. He knew the consultant said, "Didn't it mean that the master was on death row? How could he come out so easily? What is it about the excitement that makes you so happy?"

Ling Yuzi said, "Tomorrow is the day when the disciples of our Lianyun Sect will gather. For three days, the disciples of each sect can exchange their cultivation experiences with each other, and the nine second-generation ancestors will also publicly evaluate the cultivation of the disciples. If we can get the master

Their guidance is of great benefit to our practice. This gathering of peaks is very important in our Lianyun Sect. No matter what level your master sits in, he will definitely be released tomorrow. Don’t you love to have fun tomorrow?

But you can play with it."

Early the next morning, all the eleven disciples of Dao Ming Zhenren and Hai Long, including Dao cultivators who had been promoted to the third generation and Ling Atom who was practicing in seclusion, all gathered at Moyunping.

"Senior Brother, Uncle Dao Cultivator, we, Moyun Peak, are going to steal the show at this gathering of peaks. You are a young master who has only appeared in a hundred years and has been promoted from the fourth generation to the third generation!" The person who spoke was the third one.

Ling Atom looked dull, but he was articulate but very smart. When Hai Long first saw him, he almost laughed because Ling Atom looked like the stupid goose Zhang Hao's family used to raise. Later, Ling Yuzi quietly told him not to look.

This Ling Atom looks stupid but is actually very smart. Many fellow disciples are unwilling to deal with him. But his cultivation is indeed advanced and has reached the early stage of understanding.

The Taoist cultivator obviously didn't like the three junior brothers either and said calmly, "Third junior brother, you'd better call me senior brother, otherwise I will feel awkward."

Lingzhizi smiled slightly and said, "It's getting late, let's set off. Don't keep Master and the others anxious." Everyone nodded, saying that the Taoist cultivator has the highest cultivation level because Moyun Peak is not close to the Tianzhu Peak and requires a long-distance flight.

And he had just reached the level where he could do without the help of flying swords, and his cultivation was still unstable, so he temporarily borrowed the Seventh Cultivation Sword given to Hai Long and used his magic power to activate the flying swords and fly with Hai Long at the front. This was already

Hai Long didn't know how many times he had ridden the flying sword. Now instead of feeling scared, he felt very excited.

It only took a blink of an eye to go from the mountainside to the top of the mountain. Master Daoming, whom Hai Long had just met yesterday, had put on a gray robe and was standing on the top of the mountain, waiting for everyone to see his eleven disciples arriving one by one. He also

Without saying anything, he said calmly, "Let's go up to Tianfeng." After saying that, he didn't see a flash of blue light behind him, and he had already floated up and landed on his flying sword. The light was shining and he quickly flew towards the depths of the mountain range.

Surrounded by mountains, occasionally when there are no clouds and mists, you can only see some blue-gray peaks. At your feet is an unpredictable sea of ​​clouds. When people break through the clouds and fog, they often bring up a cloud of smoke colored by blue light, just like the arrival of an immortal.

of.

As time went by, everyone's mana cultivation levels undoubtedly showed up. After ten minutes of flying at high speed, it goes without saying that Master Daoming remained the same as at the beginning. Master Dao Xiu, Ling Zhizi, and Ling Atom were also very relaxed. And Ling Yuzi and several others

The lower generation disciples seemed to be struggling a bit.

Ling Zhizi and Dao Xiu looked at each other, and at the same time they used magic to cover the weaker junior disciples behind them. With their help, Ling Yuzi and others were able to stabilize their bodies.

"Don't help them. Can't you help them for the rest of your life?" Master Dao Ming's cold voice passed clearly to everyone's ears. "Only when facing a desperate situation is it easiest to make a breakthrough. Whoever works harder on weekdays has higher understanding."

These can only be reflected when they are actually applied. The difficulties now are the result of future efforts. How can they understand the true meaning of cultivation without experiencing the pain of hardship?"

Listening to Master Dao Ming's words, all the disciples had a sense of enlightenment. Master Dao Xiu and Ling Zhizi respectively withdrew their magic power, while a few people who were only in the Tengyun realm also raised their cultivation to the limit. In a few simple sentences,

Master Daoming has educated all his disciples.

Although Daoxiu Zhenren and Lingzhizi were not helping the junior brothers, they deliberately fell behind so that they could provide timely assistance if the junior brothers were in danger.

Finally, a layer of thick clouds and fog broke through, and a peak that seemed to be suspended in the sky appeared in front of everyone. Compared with this peak, the other peaks in the Lianyun Mountains were almost invisible black spots.

While paying attention to several junior brothers who had reached their limit, Dao Xiuzi sent a message to Hai Long, "This is Jie Tian Peak, which is also the fundamental center of our Lianyun Sect. You can see that the disciples from all peaks are rushing here."

The peaks were not quite real yet. Hai Long looked around and sure enough, as the Taoist cultivator said, the green rays of light were constantly moving towards the top of Jietian Peak.

Under the instructions of Master Dao Ming, Master Daoxiu and Lingzhizi mobilized their magic power to lift the five people whose flying swords were dimmed and climbed to the top of the mountain. Their destination of the trip was finally arrived.

At the top of Jietian Peak, the scene that Hai Long was thinking about finally appeared. In front of him was a vast square. The ground was paved with bluestone. This was no ordinary bluestone. There was a faint brilliance flowing under the stone surface. The blue sky seemed to be at hand.

It seems that when you raise your head, all you can see is the sapphire-like blue zenith, which is as transparent as a transparent one. The boundless feeling makes your heart wide open. There are no clouds or fog here, and the temperature is much lower than that of Moyun Peak.

On the edge of the square are fences made of bluestone of the same material. The style is simple and unsophisticated with some plain patterns. From here, looking far away, it feels like you are already in a fairyland. Everything is as unreal as a dream.

The Taoist cultivator smiled slightly and explained, "This is the Jietian Square of our Lianyun Sect. It was built by the ancestors of the past generations who spent countless efforts."

There were already more than 200 people in Jietian Square, gathered together in groups of three and five, talking.

The Taoist cultivator pointed to the far side of the square and said, "Look over there." Hai Long looked in the direction he pointed and was stunned. At the far end of Jietian Square, there was a seven-colored rosy glow, a quiet silence, and it was like a startling rainbow falling down on the world.

It condenses into a ball like a huge ball of light.

"It's so beautiful! Master, where is that place? Why are there colorful lights?"

The Taoist cultivator did not directly answer Hai Long's words and said calmly, "The Jietian Square on the top of Jietian Peak is where the sect leader gathers his disciples. The Jietian Square has an altitude of more than 10,000 meters and is rich in spiritual energy. It is even more powerful than the seventy-two peaks of the Lianyun Mountains and is the largest in China."

One of the four great fairylands on earth is called the Holy Realm of Jie Tian. And the place surrounded by the seven-colored light is the Jie Tian Palace of our sect. Only the sect master can enter it. Inside, the dharma statues of the ancestors of the past generations and some precious classics are displayed."

Hai Long asked doubtfully, "Master, since only the sect master can go in, why do you know so much about it? Have you already gone in?"

The Taoist cultivator almost choked to death and coughed several times before he could hide his inner embarrassment and yelled, "This is the most important place of my sect. How could I ever go in there? Don't talk nonsense, don't you want to kill me? I just listened to what the master said."

Hai Long stepped hard on the bluestone on the ground and said with a smile, "Okay, why don't I stop saying it? Aren't those Uncle Lingfeizi and the others?"

The beautiful Ling Feizi was so conspicuous among the Lianyun Sect disciples. Hai Long caught her slender figure at a glance. Ling Yazi, Ling Yingzi, and Ling Muzi were all there. The leader was an ordinary-looking woman.

A cultivator. Her attire is the same as that of Dao Mingzhenren. She is the master of Lingfeizi and others, Daoyunzhenren.

Hai Long saw Ling Fei Zi and Ling Fei Zi also saw him. In Ling Fei Zi's heart, Hai Long was just a naughty child. He just rolled his eyes and didn't say anything too much.

Ling Feizi's white eyes were so touching in Hai Long's eyes. He felt so hot that he wanted to go over and talk to him. But as soon as he took a step forward, he found that his body could no longer move. Dao Ming's voice rang in his ears.

Tan Yu, how do you know Ling Feizi?"

Hai Long hesitated and said subconsciously, "Uncle Lingfeizi and the others came to Moyunping to exchange for condensate last time. Of course I know them." His whole body felt light and he had regained the ability to move. When he turned around, he saw Master Dao Ming's face.

Their faces darkened, while Ling Yunzi and others lowered their heads one by one like children who had made a mistake. Hai Long stuck out his tongue and knew that he had spilled the beans.

There was no need for Master Daoming to ask Ling Yunzi and he told everything that happened more than a year ago in detail. When he finally said that he accepted Zizhi, he changed Hai Long from Ling Muzi's hand to accepting the invisible by himself.
Chapter completed!