In the middle of the night, the cold wind blew howlingly, and endless cold air seeped out of the top of the mountain.
A dark and terrifying tower-like building loomed in the mist of Piaomiao Peak, giving people an indescribable sense of eeriness.
"A sneeze~...!" In the Ghost Locking Tower, the haggard old man who had returned from visiting Wu Ye at Qiaojian Peak suddenly sneezed. After subconsciously rubbing his nose, he rubbed his hands together and let out a breath of white hot air.
"Blunt Weapon Valley?" A solemn voice came out suddenly. Following the source of the sound, he turned his gaze and saw an extraordinary and imposing man in purple sitting at the wine table behind the withered old man.
After carefully recalling what Wu Ye said, Feng Ling frowned. This was the second time he heard the name of this sect, and he had never heard of it before.
Since Ling Weiyun's clone didn't ask this morning, and Feng Tianjue didn't take the initiative to explain, he could only think about going to the library when he had time to see if he could find some clues.
"Wind Blade——Xiang Qiubai
Tyrant Sword——Wu Ye, both of them are indeed extraordinary! "
The man in purple murmured to himself. Ling Weiyun's clone raised his eyebrows and cast a skillful look sideways at the corner. Several knowing cowards immediately stepped forward to pour the wine.
"Ding~...!" There was a clear sound of clinking porcelain, and an old man and a young man sitting at the wine table looked at each other, smiling and raising the white wine glasses in their hands to drink.
This feeling is very pleasant, I can’t explain why!
This time, Ling Weiyun's clone met Xiang Qiubai, a core disciple who was praised as a god by Elder Liu Yidao, and even fought against him. Although he still didn't know his exact details, on the surface, his strength was quite impressive.
As for Wu Ye, his cultivation had reached level ten a year ago. If it hadn't been for the surprise attack on the Ghost Locking Tower this time, Wu Ye would have had to go all out to defend against the enemy.
Then, I'm afraid no one can know how terrifying his cultivation level was when he came out of seclusion this time.
"Wu Ye's self-recovery ability is also very strong!" The withered old man raised his head and sighed, remembering the scene when he saw the wild man before, and he was dancing slowly with a knife as if nothing happened.
After careful calculation, it was not the first time that Ling Weiyun's clone had met him, but every time he saw it, he would have a new feeling.
Perhaps the best way to describe Wu Ye's kind of person is to treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days!
"Perhaps, I know the answer!" The man in purple smiled slightly. As the best of the two core disciples surfaced, Feng Ling finally had a scale in his mind, a scale used to compare the two. .
All in all, today's trip has ended successfully.
But what makes Feng Ling a little bit dumbfounded is that Wu Ye's cave is actually behind the place where Xiang Qiubai lives, and the place where he fell before is a little bit above where Leng Ningshuang's cave is.
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"Alas~...!" The man in purple sighed secretly, and complained in his heart, Feng Tianjue is really true, it's not like he doesn't know my cultivation level, why would he let me participate in that meaningless concubine? Disciple competition?
Isn’t this a clear sign of bullying!
The result will be that Feng Ling will win without any suspense. He has no interest in even thinking about this boring battle without any challenge.
"Okay, let me personally take action next and identify the evil masters lurking among the disciples one by one!"
Feng Ling sighed helplessly. After thinking about this, the irritability in his heart calmed down. These evil spirit masters were afraid of being strangled by Feng Ling some time ago, but now they are very careful in their actions and will never let anyone take advantage of them.
As a result, the clearing task will become more difficult as it progresses to the end. This inner disciple competition can be regarded as a good opportunity.
"Suddenly~...!" The breath he took out turned into a long string of white mist that flew away and dissipated. The cold winter had arrived unknowingly...
This year's winter will not only be a winter for the autumn-filled mountains, but also a winter for the entire Yuqing Sect.
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In the blink of an eye, six or seven days passed...
"Hahaha, we are finally... back!"
"Yes, in the blink of an eye, a month of downhill training is over..."
Directly in the sky ahead of the orange mountains covered with dead leaves, streamers of light flew over each other. Some figures nearby were even whispering to each other while flying rapidly.
"Boom, crash..." As groups of disciples returned to the foot of Yuqing Sect Mountain one after another, the crisp and sweet sound of familiar running water echoed in the ears, as if it could wash people's souls.
"It's so beautiful...! The scenery within the sect is even more charming!" As one disciple couldn't help but sigh, everyone looked at each other in tacit understanding, then stopped and looked sideways, looking at the spectacular source of the sound with a knowing smile. Fall.
Under the impact of the water flow, the waves and white mist rise at the bottom of the valley, bringing with it an indescribable alternative beauty.
Most of the surging airflow is displaced by the high pressure of the Yuqing Waterfall, which results in the most active airflow around the Yuqing Falls.
Ask the canal how clear it is, for there is a source of living water!
"Hey, look, who is that?" Just as all the disciples were opening their mouths and breathing in the fresh air with greedy expressions, suddenly, a sharp-eyed person screamed, and seemed to have discovered something.
"Uh...!" Following the man's line of sight, his eyes fell at the bottom of the Yuqing Waterfall. Everyone saw what was happening at the bottom of the valley and couldn't help but reveal a hint of shock at the same time.
I saw the turbulent and rolling water driving the waves, and each wave violently impacted a thin figure standing underneath it, as if it was swaying in the wind and rain.
Every time he couldn't hold on and was rushed out by the water pressure, the man would return to the original place faster and receive the baptism of the waterfall again.
No matter how turbulent and roaring the swirling water waves are, they can never overwhelm that impressive boat...
"Isn't that Senior Brother Kuang, who ranks among the top ten in the ranking of inner disciples?" A bald disciple recognized the face of the resolute young man who was shirtless and gritted his teeth, and was subconsciously overjoyed.
"Oops! Why does it look so familiar...!" Hearing this, a disciple seemed to remember something.
Being lucky enough to see the elite disciples on the ranking list, all the disciples couldn't help but feel excited: "After this experience, Senior Brother Kuang's cultivation seems to have improved a lot!"
"No, it seems that our long-standing list of inner disciples is about to change!" Many people's minds started to get excited and they started talking about it.
"Huh?" A faint sound wave was reflected at the bottom of the valley, which had been covered up by the sound of water flow. The man seemed to suddenly notice something and looked up at the foot of Yuqingzong Mountain in confusion.
Then he frowned and disappeared in a flash...
