The Three Thousand Miles Lingyun Mountains separated the Wei and Jin Dynasties. During this period, the mountains were round and ups and downs, the sea of ​​clouds was rushing, and the vast spiritual energy between the heaven and the earth gathered here, and it also attracted many practitioners.

Although the mountains are wide, they are not narrow-minded.

In order to fight for the blessed land, the spiritual veins, the strange beasts and the miraculous fruits, many practitioners have been fighting against each other and deceiving each other, and they have not been cut off for thousands of years.

Five hundred years ago, the real Cang Yu was born, and he brought three colleagues to establish the Cang Yu Sect here to calm the chaos and disputes.

"Three hundred years ago, the real person fell, and the Cangyu Sect was jointly controlled by the four peaks of Cangyu Peak, Tianyun Peak, Chihuo Peak, and Miyue Peak."

In the room, a 17- or 18-year-old boy raised his head slightly and talked freely. After his voice fell, he clasped his fist and gave a salute to the crowd:

"I come from the Zhu family in Kyoto, Wei Kingdom, famous Louyun, 17 years old, worthy of the sixth floor of Qi refining, and I have seen all the seniors and sisters."

"Zhu Louyun?" A girl's beautiful eyes lit up:

"I've heard of your name. The Zhu family is rich and powerful, and Young Master Lou Yun is even more gifted."

"Excessive reputation." Zhu Louyun said with a smile:

"I don't know how to call Senior Sister?"

"Xue Ru."

"Qiyundao Xue's third lady?"

"Unexpectedly, Zhu Gongzi also knows my name."

"Of course!" Zhu Louyun arched his hands:

"Sister Xue's name, Lou Yun has long heard of it, I saw it today, it's a well-deserved reputation!"

"Whee……"

"In the next step, Tang Zhidao, from Greater Jin Kangzhou, my father is now Sima, Kangzhou. He is on the road of cultivation for the first time. I would like to ask a few people for advice."

A group of people greeted each other with great fun.

But if you look closely, you can see that there are more than 20 people in the field, and they are also divided into several gangs.

The most inconspicuous people are located in the corner, and Moqiu is among them.

Different from the others in the field, the few people in the corner have insufficient talents and no background, so they are rejected by others.

Don't ask yourself, don't have to say more, of the 26 disciples recruited by the Cang Yu faction this time, he is the only mortal warrior.

Beside him are a little girl with a dark complexion and a strong boy with piercing eyes.

The little girl's name is Chu Yao, but she has no surname.

She grew up with a family of mortal Taoist temples. She was found talent by the passing Cangyu cultivator and brought it over.

Sun Youyue is the strong young man.

It is said that this person has a good talent, but he discovered it too late, and now he is only refining the second level of Qi.

As long as a cultivator has the talent and exercises, the third level of Qi refining can be achieved naturally.

If the talent is insufficient and you are willing to endure hardship the day after tomorrow, there will be no problem with the sixth level of Qi refining.

Above the sixth floor, a certain talent and hard work are required.

The eighth floor is a hurdle, and Mo Qiu has encountered many practitioners, but few of them are above the eighth floor.

Ten layers are another hurdle. If you can refine more than ten layers of qi, it represents the hope of building a foundation.

Mo Qiu is a mortal warrior, Chu Yao just started to practice, and Sun Youyue refining the second level of Qi, it can be regarded as the same disease.

"The realm of cultivation is divided into refining qi, building foundation, and golden pill. Refining qi is easy to obtain, but foundation building is hard to find. Golden pill is even more unique."

One person in the field sighed slightly:

"My Cang Yu Sect has not produced a golden core in the past three hundred years since the ancestors of Cang Yu fell."

"It's difficult to imagine!"

"Yeah, yeah." Someone said:

"I heard that in addition to our Cangyu School, Lingyun Mountain also has a practice school?"

"Yes, it's called Nine Evil Hall. This school is evil and cruel, not righteous. I heard that it has something to do with the Blood Evil Sect. My father said that if you meet a disciple of the Nine Evil Hall, you must be careful."

"I don't know how we will arrange for the Cangyu Sect. Whether the Four Peaks will be picked at will. Then I want to join Cangyu Peak. Maybe I can get the golden core inheritance, and it will be easier to build the foundation in the future."

"Such things, we said it doesn't count, there will be senior sect arrangements, just wait for instructions."

Do not stand in the corner and listen.

In Jindao for two or three years, he lived in the simplest form, and he didn't know much about the world of practitioners.

After listening to everyone's description, there was already a vague impression.

"Mute!"

At this time, a majestic voice sounded:

"Senior is here."

When the sound fell, there was silence in the field.

Not long after, several people walked in in sequence outside the door.

The old man who had recruited Mo Qiu at the beginning was among them, but today he bends down and hugs the two with the others.

One man and one woman.

The man is dressed in a red robes, his long hair is **** with a wooden hairpin, his appearance is elegant and his temperament is refined.

The woman has a nice face, but her expression is indifferent, and her eyes are so cold that she dare not look directly at her.

"That's it?" The woman glanced at the crowd, her gaze fell on Mo Qiu, her brow furrowed:

"What's the matter with him?"

Among a group of immortal cultivators, a mortal with a stale body was mixed in, and he was particularly conspicuous.

And most of the other people in the court are seventeen or eighteen, and there are very few in their early twenties. Moqiu, a relatively middle-aged man, is even more eye-catching.

"Oh!" The man heard this and said:

"His name is Mo Qiu, and he was introduced by a true disciple of Yanzong. He has to give some face to him."

"Huh!" The woman snorted coldly:

"Yanzong is strong, but he can't treat us as garbage collectors. Everyone throws them here!"

In the voice, there was a lot of resentment.

"Junior sister, don't worry." The man said calmly:

"Although this person is a mortal, he can refine the elixir needed by immortal cultivators, and the power of the soul is not weak, and he may not be able to cultivate mana in the future, but he is just an outside disciple."

Having said that, the woman was still displeased. Without saying anything, she waved her long sleeves and turned to the layman.

Mo Qiu's expression remained unchanged. Since he came here, he has become accustomed to the strange look of others during this period of time.

"Hey!" The man seemed to be accustomed to each other's character, sighed lightly, and spoke to everyone:

"Starting soon, what else do you have to ask?"

"By the way, some of you probably don't know me yet. I am Pan Shizheng of Cangyu Peak."

Pan Shizheng, Brother Daoji, was also the person in charge of the Cang Yu faction who presided over the recruitment of disciples.

The woman just now was Li Chimei of Lost Moon Peak, nicknamed Fairy Lengmei, and everyone only heard her name, including the people here for the first half of the year.

"Senior." Don't ask for a step forward, asking outstanding questions that everyone wants to ask but dare not ask because they are afraid of Senior Daoji:

"After I go to the Cangyu faction, how can I call my deceased here?"

"This..." Pan Shizheng touched his chin and said with regret:

"Even if it is me, it will take several months to come back and forth. It is unlikely that you will come back from the call, and even if there is a way, the time is too slow."

"Only when disciples are recruited once every four years, can the fellow students who come here carry letters."

Hearing this, everyone looked dark.

Mo Qiu nodded slightly, and withdrew with a fist.

He had anticipated this, and had already written a letter to people in Changxiu County in advance, saying that there might be no news for several years or even more than a decade.

In fact.

Even if the news of Fairy Island reaches Changxiu County at the speed of a mortal, it will take two to three years.

Come and go, let alone how long.

"Set off!"

With a shout, everyone walked out of the courtyard and, together with dozens of Taoist soldiers, boarded the top of the fairy island.

Li Chimei has already been waiting here.

Seeing the crowd approaching, she nodded indifferently, and when she stretched out her bare hand, a wooden boat appeared in her palm.

The boat is half a foot long, exquisite in shape, and full of aura on the surface.

"call……"

Li Chimei opened her mouth and blew gently towards the boat.

In the next moment, the exquisite building rose in the wind, but in the blink of an eye, it changed from half a foot to several meters high and several tens of meters long.

"This is... the best magic weapon?"

The behemoth in front of you was stunned, and even Mo Qiu couldn't help but his heart beating wildly.

Xianjia's methods are really incredible.

If you can't experience one party in this life, wouldn't it be for nothing!

"Get on the boat!"

Pan Shizheng swung his sleeves lightly, and the floating boat immediately lowered the ladder, allowing everyone to step in in order.

"The houses on the ship are limited. The outer disciples live on the first and second floors, and the Taoist soldiers squeeze on the bottom." Li Chimei stepped on auspicious clouds and floated off the ground, saying:

"Except for the boat board, it is forbidden to step into other places, otherwise, you can throw the boat downstairs to fend for itself!"

"Yes!"

Everyone should be.

"It will take two months to get to the Lingyun Mountain Range. During this period, you will practice the exercises on the boat, and try not to wander around if you have nothing to do." Pan Shizheng said:

"Practitioners, go to your senior brother to receive the Cang Yuan Xin Jue, this method must not be spread."

"Tao soldiers, then turn to the Wanxiang Gong, which can seamlessly connect with the mortal martial arts you have cultivated, and it is infinitely useful in opening the acupuncture points."

"in addition!"

"The disciples receive three Aqi Pills each month, one lower-grade Lingshi, and Dao soldiers one Tongqiao Pill each month."

"Um……"

Looking across Mo Qiu, he hesitated for a moment and said:

"Don't ask for the Aqi Pill, change it to Tongqiao Pill, you need to work harder, don't live up to this fairy fate."

"Here!"

Everyone should be.

…………

Cangyu Peak.

Tongtian Temple.

This temple is located on the top of the peak, surrounded by clouds, and there are fairy birds soaring from time to time, which is not like a mortal scene.

The main hall occupies a vast area, with thirty-six huge pillars supporting the dome, which is majestic and majestic, like a town.

In the hall.

The ethereal sound lingers melodiously and lasts for a long time, making people feel calm and distracting thoughts.

There was a person sitting in the middle of the main hall with a majestic face. He scanned several people sitting in the hall and said slowly:

"Senior brothers, Junior Brother Pan has already replied. This time, a total of 26 disciples have been recruited from Xiandao."

As he said, with a flick of his finger, several streamers flew everywhere, and turned into a light curtain suspended in front of a few people.

On the light curtain, the names, origins, realms and even practice techniques of the 26 recruits were written impressively.

"Wrong?" A female crown looked up in surprise:

"How come there is a mortal?"

"Junior Brother Pan said that this person has left Yanzong's relationship." Mao Gu, the head teacher of the Cangyu faction, sighed and said:

"This is the end of the matter. It is useless to say more. Who will accept him in Four Peaks?"

The hall was silent.

Cheng Xuanying, the leader of Tianyun Peak, said in a deep voice:

"Brother Master, there is no shortage of mortals in the Lingyun Mountain Range, and there are even a lot of people who are gifted in cultivation, but the people with outstanding talents are not as good as the fairy island where hundreds of millions of people gather. I wait for this person, will that peak be less? A quota?"

"It won't." Mao Gu shook his head:

"This person has no talent for spiritual practice, so naturally he doesn't occupy the quota."

"That's good!" The other people's expressions were loose, the female crown and beautiful eyes turned, and said:

"In that case, it is better to hand it over to Senior Brother Huoya, after all, this son is good at alchemy ~ lightnovelpub.net~ and has a relationship with Chihuofeng."

"Huh!" Taoist Huo Crow snorted coldly upon hearing this.

"Junior Sister, the last time I received one less person from Chihuofeng than your Miyuefeng, is it going to make me suffer this time?"

"Brother Huo Crow, Senior Master said that this person does not occupy the quota, and you don't need to feel troubled, just arrange it at will." The female crown said:

"Big deal, do you choose first?"

"really?"

"I have no opinion."

"Can!"

"no problem."

"That's good." Seeing a few people agreed, Taoist Huo Crow nodded immediately, and reached out his hand and pointed forward:

"I want this to be called Zhu Louyun."

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