Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation - 1841. Chapter 1841 the wind is messy

The ship continued to move forward and set off towards Dongxuan Mountain.

Only after seeing Xiao Chen’s strength.

Those elites who held their own identities and were unwilling to deal with Xiao Chen, all began to make friends with him.

Except for Leng Yuan, who is also a swordsman, Xiao Chen didn’t want to pay more attention to it. These days, they chose to retreat.

Three days later, the sea ship passed through an invisible barrier, and the aura of heaven and earth suddenly changed.

Everyone felt that they seemed to have entered an unfamiliar space. On the deck, many disciples were unsteady and swayed.

Coming from the heaven and earth, the pure and strong spiritual aura of heaven and earth exudes ubiquitous and overwhelming pressure.

Xiao Chen’s life physique has reached the level of the Great Yuan Pill Venerable, and with the addition of the Azure Dragon bloodline, he can adapt slightly. It feels like a spring breeze, very comfortable.

Others, their faces are reddish, a little struggling.

It takes some time to adapt, after all, the spatial level and the spiritual aura contained in it are very different.

Xiao Chen looked around, and in this strange place in front of him, the sky was blue and washed, like a sky sapphire, with a dreamlike beauty.

The strangest thing is that the sea under the boat is so clear and transparent that it has become ordinary sea water.

No, it is more thorough and full of aura than ordinary sea water. Among them, the cruising fishes were filled with a spirit of the fairy family, very similar to the spirit fish that Xiao Chen had seen.

Every plant and every tree was filled with a faint Taoist celestial air, and when I looked up, it seemed that everything here was full of spiritual wisdom.

The elite disciples from various sub-rudders adapted slightly, and their faces showed excitement.

In the hole of heaven and blessed earth.

It seems that everything is very different. The vegetation, bricks, tiles, buildings, and spatial levels are much stronger than the outside world.

“Don’t just look around, adjust your breath first, so that you can adapt to the world as soon as possible.”

Old Liu walked out of the boat and reminded with a stern face.

The others settled up, closed their eyes and adjusted their breath, sitting cross-legged.

Xiao Chen didn’t feel any discomfort, and stood carelessly in it, continuing to look around.

Everything about Dongtianfudi made him feel quite surprised. To practice in this kind of place is just like the immortals before.

It’s no wonder that everyone is rushing to come in, and the leaders who walked out of the world are also proud of their eyes above the top.

Back then, Jiang Xuan and Ling Yu in the Pirate Palace were like this.

Speaking, if I remember correctly, Ling Yu seems to belong to Dongxuan Mountain as well, but he doesn’t know which sect he is in.

Lao Liu met Xiao Chen who was standing, not surprising, walked over and pointed to a mountain in front of him and said: “There is us, the gate of the Ziyan Sect.”

“There are still several peaks behind, all of which belong to our mountain gate. The third grade sect that settles here has at most two peaks of Dongxuan Mountain. Our Ziyan Sect, excluding the mountain gate, can have five. , This is the foundation of the Four Grade Sect.”

During the conversation, Liu Lao had a hint of arrogance.

“The third-rank sects that can enter here are the top ones in the third-rank sect, but they are nothing compared to our Ziyan sect.”

Xiao Chen looked up and saw that Dongxuan Mountain was a very large sea mountain range with irregular shapes, as if it had been deliberately handled by someone, and the peaks were scattered.

Every mountain peak is filled with a huge hehe pure heaven and earth vitality, which is endless.

As a result, the mountain peaks are shrouded in a dreamy misty mist, which is quite magnificent.

His gaze paused, locked in the peak of Old Liu’s finger, Xiao Chen secretly said in his heart, it is no wonder that there are so many secondary peaks, which turned out to be one of the two main peaks.

“The other main peak, which sect belongs to?”

Xiao Chen asked Lao Liu.

Liu Lao’s face changed slightly after hearing this: “It’s the gate of Shenxiao, another fourth-grade sect in Dongxuan Mountain.”

Some Feng Shui techniques that Xiao Chen knew a little bit, the two main peaks are both in the center of Dongxuan Mountain, like huge pillars supporting the sky, continuing through the ages, and juxtaposed with heaven and earth.

Exuding boundless power, even the masters of the sea of clouds would not dare to rush to this peak.

But invisibly, the weather above the two main peaks is different.

On the main peak of the Shenxiaomen, there was a thunder light soaring into the sky, an astonishing purple aura, and a gust of Furui aura, hovering above it.

The Purple Flame Sect is a little bit worse. In these years, the two factions have competed with each other, and it should have been the gods’ gates that have the upper hand.

However, the gap is not very big.

In the cave and heaven, in addition to the sea and mountains, Xiao Chen also saw a lot of land and rivers in the distance.

Just now.

Around the main peak where the Purple Flame Sect is located, there are thousands of spiritual mists and mists, and a few strands of aura form out of thin air. From far to near you, they fall in front of the ship.

“Go up, it’s the light of this sect.”

With a look of excitement, a group of people stepped up to the Light of Receiving Light, their bodies suddenly floated out of thin air, and flew towards the Purple Flame Sect.

Many disciples of the sect on the other foreign sea-going ships looked at the people who boarded the Receiving Light with a trace of envy on their faces.

The one who can display the light of enlightenment must be the fourth grade sect that occupies the main peak.

Zongmen and Zongmen, according to grades, differ by one grade, which is a world of difference, and they are not the same.

After a while, the light of the reception disappeared, and a group of people fell at the foot of the mountain gate.

The deacon has already been there, and he has been waiting for a long time.

“Lao Liu, wait a long time.” At the mountain brand, the red deacon, who seemed to have met Liu Lao, stepped forward and said.

Old Liu smiled and said: “Deacon He, you’re polite. These are all selected by the sect’s sub-rudder. Each has full potential and can add a lot of fresh blood to this sect.”

“I hope so. The new generation disciples of the Purple Flame Sect in recent years are not as good as the gods. I will place them later and join the outer door. What happens in the future depends on their good fortune.”

Liu Lao responded with a smile, and then whispered a few words in the ear of the deacon in red.

The red deacon’s eyes lit up, and he looked at Xiao Chen with a suspicious look.

“Come here, according to the old rules, lead these new disciples to the Foreign Affairs Hall, and select them for the outer door elders.” The deacon in red gave an order, and someone immediately led Yang Qing and others away.

“You stay.”

The red deacon pointed to Xiao Chen and said lightly.

Yang Qing followed the predecessor, glanced at Xiao Chen, and said through the sound transmission: “The monster battlefield, there are still two months to open. I will use these two months to enter the inner door, and I hope you will not let me down. .”

Only by entering the inner gate can you be eligible to enter the monster battlefield alive.

Yang Qing said this because he was a little worried that Xiao Chen would not be able to enter the inner door. In that case, she can only find other people to cooperate, but the risk will inevitably increase.

I still hope that Xiao Chen can join the inner door.

After Yang Qing, the sub-rudder disciples, left, the deacon in red looked at Xiao Chen and said, “Show me your letter of recommendation.”

The red deacon, checked at will, and after confirming the authenticity, he stopped watching.

“Lao Liu, told me about your talent, he guarantees you, no need to be assessed. Even, let me protect you and join the inner door directly.”

The red deacon slowly said little by little.

Xiao Chen was surprised. He didn’t expect that this old Liu looked at himself so much.

“Well, if you are willing, I will do so. Join the Inner Sect directly, but there are many new disciples who dream of.”

The red deacon asked more casually, because no one would refuse, he didn’t believe it either, Xiao Chen would refuse.

Xiao Chen did not answer directly, but confirmed again: “I want to ask, Senior Zifeng, is he still in the Purple Flame Sect?”

No way, he must know the most reliable answer.

Liu Lao is away all year round, and the news is hard to keep wrong. It is more reliable to ask this red deacon who has been in the sect all the time.

“Why are you asking? Senior Ye Zifeng, he hasn’t left the customs in the past ten years, but it is certain that he is still in the sect.”

The red deacon looked suspiciously at Xiao Chen, expressing puzzlement.

Old Liu helplessly said: “Xiao Chen, it’s really not that the old man looks down on you. You can forget the thoughts of Senior Ruye. That is the supreme elder of the school, one of the Dinghai Shenzhen needles of the Ziyan Sect. It is still the Emperor Pan. Disciple, you said you… so obsessed, what are you doing.”

Hearing this, the red deacon touched the goatee and smiled slightly.

Many young people are like this, and they worship Ziyan Sect for the sake of Elder Zifeng. It is a pity that Senior Zifeng has a critical eye. For so many years, Zongmen has forced one person to be accepted as a disciple.

Xiao Chen’s expression didn’t change much. It was good to be there. As long as he was sure that he was really there, then he was relieved.

With a thought in his heart, King Pan Huangdao Wang Ling appeared in his palm, and then quickly spun.

An aura that belonged solely to the Emperor Pan radiated from the order, radiating to every mountain of the Purple Flame Sect in circles.

On the top of the mountain, the place where the aura and glow are the strongest. A rocky door in a mountain opened, and a handsome middle-aged man with abundance of gods walked out of it.

There was a suspicious look on his face: “Master’s breath?”

The next moment, his figure flickered, quietly, and he came to the source of the breath.

The middle-aged man who suddenly appeared, both the Red Deacon and Old Liu were shocked, and his face changed drastically when he was about to ask.

The two men bent over at the same time and said tremblingly: “Meet Master Uncle!”

Fengshen’s handsome middle-aged man is not someone else, but the disciple of Emperor Pan, senior Ye Zifeng.

“Junior Brother is here, why don’t you send someone to report it.” Ye Zifeng looked at the Pan Huang Ling in Xiao Chen’s hand, and suddenly realized that he knew his identity.

With a gentle smile on his face, he said to Xiao Chen.

thump!

Hearing this, Liu Lao staggered in fright, fell to the ground, his heart pounding.

Nima, this is to scare the old man to death, the younger brother…just feel dizzy, Liu Lao fell to the ground, the whole person is completely messed up.