This speed of cultivation can already be described as extremely fast.

Their appearances seemed unchanged, yet they also seemed to have changed.

Ning Hong was actually a little depressed.

He took Ning Xiaocao on a journey for thirty years, not only to let Ning Xiaocao gain experience, but also for other purposes.

That is, they want to find Acha.

But after visiting so many sects, there were still no clues.

It seems that Acha did not come into this world.

Thirty years have passed, and the Yokoyama Sect has not changed much.

It's just that there are more rumors about geniuses.

The newly initiated junior sister, Zixu, possesses a Heavenly Spiritual Root and cultivates at an extremely fast pace.

Master Yan Wu treated her differently, and so on.

Upon hearing the rumors about Yan Wu, Ning Hong glanced at Ning Xiaocao.

Ning Xiaocao, however, remained unfazed, not even raising an eyebrow.

He was overthinking it.

In the story, Ning Xiaocao is devoted to Long Lin and would not change her mind so easily.

Ning Xiaocao really didn't take it to heart.

She had always considered Yan Wu a good friend.

If he truly finds a partner, she will sincerely wish him well.

As for being jealous or anything like that?

What is that?

However, they were stopped by the disciples guarding the main peak when they tried to enter.

Why can't we get to the main peak?

"Excuse me, young lady, I don't know you."

The guard said expressionlessly.

He was a Golden Core cultivator, over three hundred years old, and he didn't think these two young-looking people in front of him could be more powerful than him.

He couldn't discern the cultivation levels of these two young men at all.

Then there are only two possibilities: either his cultivation level is higher than his, or he has no cultivation level at all.

He didn't think these two people were more skilled than him.

"Who exactly are you people? Did you send any invitations up the mountain?"

The guardian of the peak spoke again.

“I am Ning Hongze, and this is my younger sister, Ning Xiaocao. We are disciples of Master Changxu.” Ning Hongze didn’t make things difficult for him and explained. “My sister and I have been away on our training for many years and have only just returned. You can ask Master Changxu about it.”

"Are you disciples of the Long-Bearded Immortal?"

The guard frowned.

"yes."

"But there has been no news of Master Longbeard for twenty years."

Mentioning the Long-Bearded Immortal, the Guardian's expression grew even more unpleasant.

More than one person has come up the mountain under the guise of being a disciple of the Long-Bearded Master.

At first, they believed it, but later they discovered that these so-called disciples were all fake and even carried the aura of demons.

Clearly, the Long-Bearded Immortal has fallen into the hands of the Demon Clan and may have already perished.

This incident is heartbreaking for everyone. The fall of a Nascent Soul cultivator is a tremendous loss for any sect.

However, for the past twenty years, they have been unable to contact the Long-Bearded Master and have had to accept this reality.

"No, we haven't received any information."

Ning Hong raised questions.

Xiao Cao wasn't recorded in the Hengshan Sect's disciple records, so it's normal that she didn't receive any news. But what about him? Why didn't he receive any news at all?

The main peak is divided into twelve peaks, and six of them are now inhabited by the elders and five other elders and their inner disciples.

The rest of the disciples all lived outside the main peak.

Yan Wu is already a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he should be able to move out of the First Peak where the sect leader resides.

As for Ning Hongze and her brother, they used to live on the sixth peak of Changxu.

Because fewer disciples with long beards came than others, the Sixth Peak remained empty.

"So you're fake too."

The guard sneered.

"We've already been scammed twice, do you really think we'll be scammed a third time?"

Especially in the previous two incidents, disciples and elders were injured.

Therefore, the main peak is now heavily guarded and not easy to enter.

“We really are disciples of Master Changxu,” Ning Hong said with a frown. “It’s normal that you haven’t seen me since I’ve been cultivating on the Sixth Peak. But I was the one who participated in the Immortal Sect Competition thirty years ago. Maybe some of the disciples will remember me? Or, you can have Yan Wu come over. Yan Wu will definitely remember me.”

"Yes, Senior Brother Yan Wu still owes me a Xuan Iron Rod."

Ning Xiaocao chimed in.

"Go away, go away, I won't believe you. There's nothing there, you two, just go back to where you came from."

The man waved his hand, looking impatient. "If you don't leave, I won't be so polite."

"If you don't move aside, we'll have to get rough."

Ning Xiaocao stretched out her arm, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

"See, you still say you're not a fake? I remember that the female disciple of the Long-Bearded Master used a wooden stick."

The man's face grew even more sarcastic when he saw Ning Xiaocao using a sword.

The story of that female disciple protecting Yan Wu with a wooden stick had long since spread throughout the Hengshan Sect.

She was just a Foundation Establishment stage disciple, using the most ordinary wooden stick, yet she was able to withstand attacks from Golden Core stage cultivators.

"Then you should know that my stick was already broken at that time."

Ning Xiaocao rolled her eyes.

The Xuan Tie was in Yan Wu's hands, but had not yet been forged.

During their travels, they passed by the Sword Seeking Sect.

Most of the members of the Sword Seeking Sect are sword cultivators, and the longswords they forge are extremely excellent and highly sought after by various sects.

However, they also have a downside: they lack alchemy skills.

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