A stream of light shone across the clear sky.

Standing on the flying sword, Ji Qianming held the jade slip given to him by Cang Mingzi in his hand, and closed his eyes to sense the position of the master's sect.

The flying wind was isolated from the spiritual shield, with a blue sky above my head and snow-white clouds under my feet. The dazzling sword light separated the clouds, revealing a mountain of gold and red.

The mountain itself is not red, but it is planted with maple trees. Now it is late autumn. The fiery red and dark golden maple leaves cover the entire mountain, making it look like a red mountain.

"It's actually in such a remote place, this is even more hidden than those hidden sects, right?" Ji Qianming confirmed his location and muttered in a low voice.

Ji Qianming's sword landed before the mountain peak, his mental power dispersed, touching the large formation shrouded outside the mountain, and a little surprise appeared in his eyes.

The patterns and node arrangements in this large array are different from what he learned in Zhouyu. They look like some kind of ancient formation. It seems not surprising that a reincarnation master sect that has lasted for thousands of years can arrange ancient formations.

After pondering for a while, Ji Qianming walked into the ancient formation with the jade slip given by Cang Mingzi. The imaginary resistance did not appear. After ripples spread, Ji Qianming walked into it smoothly.

This jade slip was indeed the key to entering the formation, Ji Qianming thought to himself.

He followed the ancient bluestone road and climbed up the steps. The fiery red and dark gold maple leaves covered the steps, like a carpet of gold and red. Every step he took would make a squeak, and a faint fragrance radiated in the quiet mountains and fields.

Whoosh-!

A small dot jumped out of the top of the mountain, then grew bigger and bigger, crossed a long trajectory, falling straight towards the direction where Ji Qianming was.

Ji Qianming raised his eyebrows and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Dong--!

The figure fell heavily on the stone steps in front of Ji Qianming. The wind that was rolling up opened a large piece of maple leaves, whirling around the maple trees.

Zhuang Liuying raised her head and looked at Ji Qianming with her eyes shining, revealing a pair of pointed tiger teeth. "Little brother, you are finally here."

"Second Senior Sister." Ji Qianming smiled and greeted, "Is this a specially picked me up?"

"Yes!" Zhuang Liuying nodded and pulled Ji Qianming's arm to the mountain. "I was still knitting clothes for you just now. The master suddenly said you are here, and I immediately put down the needle and thread and rushed over."

"By the way, senior sister, why don't you come here to jump over the mountain?" Ji Qianming asked in confusion. So, will your legs be numb when jumping directly from the top of the mountain?

Zhuang Liuying waved his hand with a bitter face, "It's too difficult to control the sword. I haven't learned it yet... and I think it's so fast! It's very exciting!"

Ji Qianming widened his eyes. It was difficult to control the sword? Isn’t that enough to have hands?

Sure enough... Chen Jiusu said that the second senior sister was stupid.

"Senior sister, is this mountain our place?" Ji Qianming asked in confusion as he looked at the peaks covered with maple leaves all over the mountains.

"That's right, this is the place you chose for a thousand years. At that time, it was still a bare mountain. Later, we planted some maple trees together. After so long, it grew into this maple mountain all over the mountains." Reminiscence appeared in Zhuang Liuying's eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

“Does this mountain have a name?”

"Yes, here is called Siwu Mountain."

"Siwu Mountain? I remember that the master's sect also seems to be called Siwu Gate. What does Siwu mean?" Ji Qianming recited the two words Siwu, and always felt that it was strange. It has something to do with the Sanwu product?

It’s not that it’s unscrupulous, unvirtuous, without any lower limits, and without moral integrity, right?

Zhuang Liuying looked at Ji Qianming with a smile. After a while, he shook his head, "I will tell you what Siwu means in the future."

"……All right."

Shortly after chatting, the two of them climbed to the top of Siwu Mountain.

Unlike the master sect that Ji Qianming imagined, there are only a few simple houses and a large open space in the huge maple leaf forest.

At this moment, in the open space, Cang Mingzi was sitting leisurely on a wooden rocking chair, holding a palm-leaf fan in his hand, basking in the sun leisurely, like an old man on the street, yawning.

"Master! I've brought my junior brother here!" Zhuang Liuying waved happily.

Ji Qianming walked forward and saluted Cang Mingzi, "Master."

When Cang Mingzi saw Ji Qianming, he smiled and his mouth was about to grin at the ears. "I waited for so long, and finally waited for you kid..."

Ji Qianming thought about it and said, "Should I give the ceremony of apprenticeship first?"

Cang Mingzi waved his hand and shook his head and said, "No need to be so troublesome. You have worshipped me a thousand years ago. You are a member of our four no-doors. You don't need to bow anymore... Second brother, you take him around the mountain and take him to your house."

"Okay!" Zhuang Liuying's eyes smiled into crescent moons.

After saying goodbye to Cang Mingzi, Ji Qianming followed Zhuang Liuying through the maple forest, and the winding path stretched on the ground, not knowing where he was going.

"This mountain is very big, and only four of us live in, so everyone's residence is very scattered. Just now, there was the place where the master lived, in the center, I live in the north, the eldest brother lives in the south, Jiusu lives in the west, and your residence is in the north." Zhuang Liuying briefly introduced the branch to Ji Qianming.

The two of them walked along the path to the south for a short time and saw a simple thatched cottage. The thatched cottage was built on the cliff in the south, surrounded by bare rocks, which gave people the feeling that the wind would be slightly stronger and would scrape the cottage away and roll it off the cliff.

On a rock not far from the thatched cottage, a man in white sat cross-legged, with a long sword standing in front of him, exuding a terrifying sword intent.

When Li Huaichen noticed Ji Qianming's arrival, he slowly opened his eyes, put away the long sword in his hand, and walked down the rock with a smile, "Little brother, the formation has just fluctuated, and I knew it was you who came... Have you seen the master?"

"See it." Ji Qianming felt the sword intent that had not yet been completely restrained on Li Huaichen, and was extremely shocked.

What a pure sword intent!

The sword intent is stronger than that of all the sword cultivators Ji Qianming has seen so far. He just stood there, his whole body was as sharp as a sword, as if he could pierce the sky.

Li Huaichen seemed to realize that his breath was leaking, and frowned slightly. After a few breaths, this amazing sword intent was completely restrained by Li Huaichen, and the original dazzling feeling disappeared.

He smiled like a warm sun and said gently: "Sorry, my junior brother, the sword intent I had not been completely restrained when I was practicing, did not hurt you, right?"

Ji Qianming smiled and shook his head, asking in confusion: "Senior Brother, why is your sword intent so strong?"

"I'm quite stupid. I can't practice anything except swords, so I've only practiced swords for thousands of years, and I've been practicing it like this." Li Huaichen scratched his head embarrassedly.
Chapter completed!