Chapter 57 Changchun Temple
Above the nine heavens,
A strong wind blew through his body, lifting his clothes and making his long hair flutter in the wind.
The white clouds within reach quickly retreated.
Standing on the crane transformed from his true essence, feeling the fresh breeze from the sky blowing towards him, Yang Qingyun couldn't help but drop a drop of cold sweat on his forehead.
Recalling the series of events in Huangshi Town,
At this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved.
Who could have imagined that the Blue Bird Picture was actually a product that Jin Yufei, one of the future Seven Sons of the Demonic Path, had deliberately arranged behind the scenes for people to practice? Judging from the move just now made by the senior from the Holy Extreme Sect next to him,
That picture is definitely not a good thing!
If I had not gone to check on Zhou Weilong out of loyalty, but had gone to the Black Tiger Gang's warehouse first and found the blue bird painting,
What will happen then? I’m afraid the outcome won’t be good! “Fortunately, I was lucky enough to get the opportunity to enter a higher level of cultivation this time. Otherwise, I would have lost everything in this incident!”
Yang Qingyun secretly rejoiced.
In this whirlpool, he almost died and used up his life-saving Lingshen Jade Pill. The danger was so great that even after he was reborn, he could hardly grasp it.
Fortunately, this trip was not without gain.
Not only did his cultivation level rise to the Body Tempering Stage, but he also once again felt the changes in the will of the sword.
Let him thoroughly master the power of the sword, gain a deeper understanding, and reach a higher level on this basis!
He has seen the scenery at a higher level. From now on, as long as he keeps moving forward on this road, he will be able to stand firmly at that level again! Moreover,
This trip also gave him the opportunity to enter the Shengji Sect, to escape from the mundane world and step into a wider world.
Compared with these gains, the dangers of this journey are worth it.
"Kid, if you don't look down, you won't be scared."
The man in Taoist robes was standing in front. He saw the cold sweat on Yang Qingyun's forehead out of the corner of his eye. Thinking that Yang Qingyun was afraid because of standing at a high place, he spoke to comfort him.
"Okay, senior."
Yang Qingyun wiped the sweat from his forehead, raised his head and looked at the sky ahead without explaining.
The man in Taoist robes didn't care either.
At this time, he stood with his hands behind his back, in front of the crane, looking into the distant horizon.
"Little ghost, do you know the origin of my Shengji Sect?"
Yang Qingyun's expression straightened and he shook his head slightly.
But his eyes flickered slightly.
“I don’t know much about it, I only know that it is a mythical immortal sect that is above the mundane world, high above, admired by warriors from the seven nations, and is an unimaginable immortal sect overlord!”
"For the younger generation, this is already an unimaginable, top-notch sect that is so high up in the sky!"
"Yes, to you ordinary people, our sect is already a top sect overlord who is high above the gods."
The man in Taoist robes sighed, his voice carrying a hint of melancholy.
"But do you know that, looking at the entire East Continent, these seven countries are just a desolate and barren corner of the land?"
"Beyond the Sky Ridge Mountains and across the vast snowfields and grasslands, there is the true holy land for warriors to practice!"
"The Seven Kingdoms? They are but a small place for a frog in a well."
Speaking of this,
The man in Taoist robe laughed at himself.
"Back then, when our Shengji Sect was at its peak, it was ranked among the 33rd-class sects in the world of Dongzhou. In the Dongzhe region, it was even more powerful and feared by all."
"I never thought that after thousands of years, we would retreat again and again and finally retreat to this desolate place."
The man in the Taoist robe sighed.
Suddenly I lost interest.
"Forget it. What's the point of saying this? It's just a complaint."
"But you must remember that our sect's past glory is not just this. Perhaps one day, a peerless genius will be born and bring our sect back to its peak."
Yang Qingyun stood respectfully at the back without saying a word.
When the boss is feeling sad, what you should do is stand by and listen to him instead of interrupting him.
Yang Qingyun was very clear about this.
But at this moment, deep in his heart, his thoughts were churning.
According to the words of the Taoist robed man in front of him, it can be roughly inferred that the Shengji Sect once had a glorious period.
But later it gradually declined, failed in the struggle, and retreated to the edge of the seven countries.
However, despite this,
But for Yang Qingyun, who had been at the bottom of the society until his death in his previous life, this was still an unimaginable force!
In Yang Qingyun's opinion, even a rotten ship has three nails. Both the cultivation environment and the cultivation resources are definitely much better than living in the mortal world where spiritual energy has not yet recovered.
This gave Yang Qingyun a hint of anticipation in his heart.
An hour later, the white cloud crane flew over countless thousands of miles, crossing the vast mountains and barren forests below.
Somewhere deep in the mountains and forests, there seems to be a Taoist temple of considerable size, with numerous buildings and magnificent houses, scattered among the mountains and woods.
"arrive."
The man in Taoist robe suddenly spoke.
"Well, senior, is this the place?"
Yang Qingyun looked a little surprised, because in his memory, the old site of Shengji Sect was not here at all! The man in Taoist robes did not have the ability to read minds, so he naturally did not know the real reason for Yang Qingyun's surprise.
However, Yang Qingyun's reaction was not surprising. After all, although the Taoist temple in the vast jungle below looked vast and magnificent, it was still not as good as any royal palace in the seven countries, not to mention the main sect gate that towered over all the seven countries.
"Although our sect has declined, we don't accept just anyone. You are only at the Body Tempering Stage now, and you are not qualified to enter the sect."
"This temple is the lower courtyard of our sect established here to absorb fresh blood. Only those who have reached the blood exchange realm before the age of sixteen and passed the assessment of the lower courtyard are eligible to enter the mountain gate and become formal disciples."
"Practice well here. I hope I can see you at the mountain gate in the future."
The voice fell,
The Taoist robed man rolled up his sleeves, and Yang Qingyun felt a gust of wind carrying him downwards. In just a few breaths, he landed on the threshold in front of the Taoist temple.
"Xiao Liu, I saw a kid who's good at using a knife on the way, so I brought him here to give to you!"
"I have something to do, I'll leave first!"
The clear voice reached the ears of a serious man who was meditating in the mountains. He was wearing a white robe, a tall crown on his head, and had a face as cold and angular as a sculpture.
Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes and looked up, only to see that white shadow in the sky had disappeared into the horizon in a flash.
The man's face darkened. "Damn bastard, you better pray that I don't catch you!"
He flicked his sleeves, somewhat indignantly.
But the other party has gone far away, and I can only give up helplessly.
"Wang Ning, there's a newcomer coming from outside the pass, go greet him and introduce him to the world!"
A man in blue standing outside the door not far away heard this and bowed towards the door:
"Yes, Dean!"
"Eternal Spring Temple"
Outside the gate, Yang Qingyun stood aside and did not go in.
He hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to wait outside for a while.
He looked at the huge archway in front of him, which was carved from huge white stones and was eighty or ninety feet high.
On top of that archway,
The three big characters "Changchun Temple" are engraved on it.
He pondered to himself, not knowing what he was thinking.
Not long after,
A quarter of an hour later, Wang Ning, dressed in a green shirt and with a refined look, walked out from inside. Seeing Yang Qingyun standing outside the door, he bowed and saluted, then said to Yang Qingyun, "You are the new junior brother who is about to join the sect, right? My name is Wang Ning. Come in with me, and I will take you to familiarize yourself with the environment first."
"Thank you, Senior Brother!"
Yang Qingyun also bowed and thanked him.
After that,
He stepped into the gate.
At the moment of entering the gate, Yang Qingyun's pupils shrank slightly, and the pores on his skin opened up.
because,
After crossing the gate, he was shocked to find that the spiritual energy inside was at least three times that of the outside world! In such an environment, the speed of cultivation would probably be comparable to the speed of his own alchemy improvement by collecting many medicinal materials in Huangshi Town!
(End of this chapter)
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