Xiao Yang already had a plan before he came out of Lei Ze.

He wanted to build a force of his own to compete with the Immortal Sect.

Although the Xianmen is powerful, Xiao Yang is no pushover either.

He has the inheritance of Emperor Gu Yu, and he still has eighteen years.

He just didn't believe that he couldn't defeat the Immortal Sect.

In this northern border, or even in the entire Yuanwu Continent, is there any inheritance stronger than that of the Great Emperor Gu Yu?

For the sake of Saint Yaoguang and his child, what does the Immortal Sect have to do?

Others may be afraid of his sect, but I am not afraid at all.

At this time, Lei Ze was outside.

Xiao Yang wants to meet the holy son of Guiyuan Wuzong.

The holy son of Guiyuan Wuzong is Chu Guixi.

Chu Guiyuan, the saintly son of Guiyuan Wuzong's sect, had been destroyed by him and turned into a useless person.

Guiyuan Wuzong had also long ago declared Chu Guixi as the holy son of Guiyuan Wuzong's sect.

Chu Guixi took back everything that belonged to him from his elder brother.

However, Xiao Yang's words about asking Chu Guixi to come see him angered Chu Lingxiao.

This is totally unreasonable.

This guy is so arrogant.

How can this be possible?

Chu Lingxiao was about to attack Xiao Yang who was wearing a mask.

However, at this moment, a loud shout was heard.

"Chu Lingxiao, get out of here!"

The man strode up from behind Chu Lingxiao.

"Holy Son?"

Chu Lingxiao was startled when he saw the person coming.

"It's been a while since we last met, but your cultivation has improved a lot!"

Xiao Yang wrote a lot about Chu Guixi.

Chu Guixi's cultivation level actually broke through to the Half-Step Divine Martial Realm.

It seems that Chu Guixi has been practicing very hard during this period.

"Who are you?"

Chu Guixi looked at Xiao Yang wearing a mask, feeling suspicious.

"I am Xiao Yang!"

Xiao Yang's voice suddenly rang in Chu Guixi's mind.

"what?"

Chu Guixi was surprised and happy when he heard this.

This mysterious man wearing a mask turned out to be his boss Xiao Yang?

"Come with me!"

Xiao Yang smiled to Chu Guixi, then walked towards the woods beside him.

This time, he did not use the telepathic technique.

Chu Guixi hurriedly followed.

Without Xiao Yang, there would be no him today.

It was Xiao Yang who deposed Chu Guiyuan that day, which gave him the opportunity to ascend to the throne and take back everything that should have belonged to him.

The two walked into the woods.

This surprised the disciples of Guiyuan Wuzong outside.

Especially Chu Lingxiao.

In the woods.

"Chu Guixi, I've met the boss!"

Chu Guixi saluted respectfully.

"What's going on? Are you still able to completely control Guiyuan Wuzong now?"

Xiao Yang looked at Chu Guixi with some displeasure.

"This... Boss, Guijia is deeply rooted in the heart of Guiyuan Wuzong. It is not an easy task to completely solve Guijia!"

Chu Guixi explained.

In fact, he dreamed of getting rid of the Gui family and making the Chu family the only powerful family in Guiyuan Wuzong.

However, Guijia’s strength should not be underestimated.

"Okay, keep working hard!"

Xiao Yang said this and directly took out a few Shenwu swords and gave them to Chu Guixi.

"This is..."

Chu Guixi looked at Xiao Yang in confusion.

When he saw a note with the words "Shenwu" stuck on the small jade bottle, he was suddenly surprised and delighted.

This is actually Shenwu.

He has now reached the realm of half-step divine martial arts. With these divine martial arts weapons, he can try to break out of the divine martial arts realm again.

If his cultivation could break through to the Divine Martial Realm, then he would be able to sit securely on the throne of the Holy Son of the Guiyuan Wu Sect!

It seems that a rising star has emerged among the returning family.

Chu Guixi really had to admire those who returned home.

There is actually a martial arts genius hidden inside.

This person possesses the True Thunder Body, and is almost invincible among those of the same level.

This person has long been eyeing the position of the Holy Son of Guiyuan Wuzong.

These few mighty men from Xiao Yang were like timely help to Chu Guixi.

"Boss, I, Chu Guixi, will never forget your kindness to me. As long as you give me an order, I, Chu Guixi, will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Chu Guixi almost knelt down in front of Xiao Yang.

"I'm leaving now. You should practice well."

Xiao Yang no longer paid attention to Chu Guixi after saying this, and simply turned into a beam of sword light that broke through the air.

He returned to Qingyun Mountain.

The crowd came out to greet him and pulled him into the Qingyun Palace.

Everyone sat down in the hall.

"Junior brother, the Qingyang Sword Sect's apprenticeship ceremony is coming soon. Do we really have to attend?"

Liu Qingyun looked at Xiao Yang.

"Of course I must. How can I miss such a big show?"

Xiao Yang hurried back to Qingyun Mountain just for this matter.

The Qingyang Sword Sect has accepted three thousand disciples.

Three thousand disciples becoming disciples at the same time, just thinking about this scene makes it seem grand.

Xiao Yang knew that Jiang Qitian wanted to make the apprenticeship ceremony a grand occasion to enhance the reputation of Qingyang Sword Sect.

The protagonist, Long Chen, naturally cannot be absent.

Xiao Yang has the real evidence of Jiang Qitian's crime in his hands.

If he releases these evidences, won't Jiang Qitian be ruined?

Thinking of this, Xiao Yang couldn't help but clench his fists.

He just wanted to bring disgrace to Jiang Qitian, this hypocritical and sanctimonious guy.

Xiao Yang discussed the details of the plan with everyone.

…

The Qingyang Sword Sect's apprenticeship ceremony is finally about to begin.

All the prominent figures in the North had already received invitations from the Qingyang Sword Sect.

However, the Qingyun Sect was not affected.

This time, Qingyang Sword Sect invited even some small sects, but not Qingyun Sect.

They were afraid that Xiao Yang would cause trouble again at the apprenticeship ceremony.

The Qingyang Sword Sect is located on the top of Qingyun Mountain. It is surrounded by clouds and mist all year round, just like a fairyland.

Today, the entire Qingyang Sword Sect was filled with joy.

You know, this was the first time that Qingyang Sword Sect accepted 3,000 disciples at once.

These 3,000 disciples were dressed in the same blue robes with fluttering sleeves, just like the first blooming green bamboos in spring, full of vitality.

At dawn, when the first ray of sunlight penetrated the clouds and shone on the sect square, the golden light and the bluestone paved ground complemented each other, adding a bit of sacredness to this solemn moment.

The square is surrounded by towering ancient trees, each of which bears witness to the Sword Sect's hundreds of years of glory and inheritance.

At this time, all the leaders from various major sects in the Northern Territory who came to watch the ceremony had already taken their seats.

The one who came to Guiyuan Wuzong was Chu Guixi.

"when!"

With the sound of a distant and deep bell, the ceremony officially began.

In the square, three thousand disciples lined up neatly, facing the sect's main hall, the Qingyang Hall.

Everyone's face showed excitement and tension.

In front of the Qingyang Hall, the elders of the sect sat on the cloud platform, their eyes as sharp as torches, examining the fresh blood that was about to become the future of the Sword Sect.

This is the confidence of Qingyang Sword Sect.

He received three thousand disciples at one time.

In the next sixty years, there will definitely be many geniuses emerging among these three thousand disciples.

Jiang Qitian wants to lay a solid foundation for the Qingyang Sword Sect.

They are the origin of Qingyang Sword Sect.

The ceremony was presided over by the clan leader Jiang Qitian himself.

He was wearing a long robe with cloud patterns, his hair and beard were all white, but he looked energetic and his voice was as loud as a bell.

Jiang Qitian walked forward slowly, holding an ancient long sword in his hand, with a faint glow of fire flowing on the sword.

Here is the Qingyang Sword, the token passed down from generation to generation in the Qingyang Sword Sect.

This is also the sword that Qin Fei dreams of getting.

However, as long as Jiang Qitian does not pass the sect throne to him, he will not be able to obtain the Qingyang Sword.

At this time, Qin Fei, who was a member of the sect, followed Jiang Qitian.

Jiang Qitian and Qin Fei, these two people are the focus of everyone's attention at this time.

They all enjoyed the feeling of being watched by countless people.

Qin Fei straightened his back.

At this time, Jiang Qitian looked around.

At this moment, the whole place was silent.

Everyone looked at Jiang Qitian.

Jiang Ting also came back.

How could she not come back for such an important matter?

Jiang Qitian said solemnly: "Today, you will join our Qingyang Sword Sect. This is a great honor for our Qingyang Sword Sect. The road to swordsmanship is not always smooth. The road ahead may be full of thorns. You need to be reverent and determined. I hope you can hone your character and improve your swordsmanship on this fertile land of the Sword Sect, and become the sword immortal who protects this world!"

As soon as Jiang Qi finished speaking, he pulled out the Qingyang Sword.

"Bang Bang!"

The magic sword is unsheathed.

Qin Fei, who was standing aside, looked at the magic sword in Jiang Qitian's hand with burning eyes.

Jiang Qitian lightly swung the Qingyang Sword, and where the sword tip pointed, a dazzling sword energy cut through the sky.

Then, the apprenticeship ceremony began.

Each disciple holds a specially made jade slip, which contains the information of the master they have chosen based on their own aspirations and assessment results.

They stepped forward one by one and respectfully presented the jade slips, which were then confirmed by the elders one by one, completing the formal master-disciple agreement.

This is their only chance to choose a master.

At this moment, no matter the disciple or the master, their eyes were shining with excitement and expectation, and the relationship between master and disciple was quietly planted at this moment.

The climax of the ceremony was the greeting between master and disciple.

The three thousand disciples and their respective masters saluted each other in this solemn ceremony, which was both a respect for tradition and a commitment to practice together in the future.

After the ceremony, the whole square erupted in thunderous applause and cheers.

Jiang Qitian and Qin Fei stood on the cloud platform in front of the hall.

They looked excitedly at the disciples who were cheering in the square.

The guests who came to watch the ceremony also expressed their congratulations.

For a moment, the atmosphere reached its peak.

"Ha ha……"

At this moment, a loud laugh was heard.

Then, a figure directly broke through the formation above Qingyun Mountain, dropped from the sky, and landed on the square.

"what?"

Jiang Qitian was shocked when he saw the person coming.

The elders of Qingyang Sword Sect were also shocked.

The person who came was actually Xiao Yang, and the two people behind Xiao Yang made all the elders dumbfounded.

Those two people turned out to be Chen Taixu and Long Chen.

Long Chen, that is Jiang Qitian’s senior brother.

How did he suddenly appear here?

Besides, isn’t Long Chen dead?

As early as more than ten years ago, some people said that the dragon dust had already fallen.

But now, Long Chen appeared alive in front of everyone.

In other words, the news of Dragon Dust's fall is just a rumor.

"Jiang Qitian, what qualifications do you have to be the master of these people? And what qualifications do you have to be the leader of the Qingyang Sword Sect?"

Xiao Yang cried out loudly.

His voice reached the ears of everyone present.