At the outer gate of Qijue Sect, Yu Wenlei sat cross-legged in his small room like an old monk in trance. After returning to the sect after a few days, his strength was completely different from the two. However, he did not slack off because of this. There were still ten days left before the trials of the four great sects, and he could not leave alone in seclusion at the outer gate...
In the past few days, there has been a lot of talk in the sect about Yu Wen Lei's achievements. As for the black peng wing, it is even said to be miraculous. As a person involved, he disappeared without a trace and never showed up again.
Ten days later, the leader Hua Qingyun personally led the team and assembled the team in the inner sect. In addition to Hua Qingyun, the top leaders of the sect were also accompanied by the third elder and the fourth elder. His cultivation level is half-footed into the Spirit King, and he is considered to be the pinnacle of power in the entire Great Feng Dynasty.
"Why is there still one person missing?" the fourth elder said as he glanced over.
"Fourth Elder, my eldest brother is meditating in the outer gate. He may not know to gather here. Please wait a moment while I go to the outer gate." Gu Yu replied respectfully.
"Your eldest brother? Who is your eldest brother?" The fourth elder rolled his eyes.
"Um...my eldest brother is Yu Wenlei, who is ranked fifth." Gu Yan said awkwardly.
"That boy is your eldest brother?" Not only the fourth elders, but most of the people present showed surprise. At this moment, a black shadow appeared in the distance, and in the blink of an eye, it stood steadily in front of them.
"Greetings to the leader, the third elder and the fourth elder." Yu Wenlei bowed his hands and saluted, while at the same time he couldn't help but glance at Hua Ziyuan. Since that day, he decided to follow his heart and no longer be timid, and his state of mind became much more open.
Hua Ziyuan smiled and nodded in response, without deliberately avoiding it.
"Huh?" Hua Qingyun, who was holding his hands behind his back, frowned and saw some signs. He knew that Hua Ziyuan would never show this kind of reaction to a man.
It stands to reason that Yu Wenlei's talent is impeccable and he is worthy of his daughter. However, Yu Wenlei had a deadly feud with the second elder, so he had to weigh it again.
"Okay, everyone is here, let's go!" Hua Qingyun gave the order. Suddenly, a gust of wind hit, and a giant black bird fell from the sky, prostrate in front of Hua Qingyun.
"This is... the third-level demon beast Blue-Eyed Owl!" Yu Wenlei exclaimed. The Green-Eyed Owl is a rather unruly flying demon beast. Its body is covered with dense black wings, its eyes are dark blue, and its field of vision is extremely extreme. vast. This was the first time he saw a living blue-eyed owl. The green-eyed owl in front of him was more than ten feet tall and had at least the fifth level of Ling Gang Realm combat power, much stronger than him.
Yu Wenlei couldn't help but sigh, as expected of the head of the Qijue Sect, he could even subdue such a monster.
"Everyone, stand up." Hua Qingyun said calmly. He was the first to jump on the back of the giant bird, and then Yu Wenlei and others stood up one after another.
Whoosh!
The blue-eyed owl soared into the sky and flew into the sky. It carried thirteen people on its back, and it still didn't look crowded. Surrounded by clouds and mist, Yu Wenlei soared into the sky for the first time, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited. Although he could use his wings before, he could only fly at low altitudes, and within dozens of breaths, he had to rely on foreign objects to step on him. If you want to fly like this, you must at least master the Wings of the Dark Peng to perfection.
The Wings of the Ming Peng are extremely mysterious, and he still lacks a lot of strength to achieve great success.
This destination is the Melting Mountains located in the center of the Dafeng Dynasty. If Yu Wenlei were to rush, he would probably have to stay up all day and night to get there. On the way, Hua Qingyun introduced the Four Trials. It turned out that the Four Trials had a history of many years. In the past, the Melting Mountain Range would be opened about every five or six years, and each time there would be a lot of movement. But this time, it seemed to be the loudest.
Whoosh! The blue-eyed owl pushed aside the clouds and mist, spread its wings, and Yuwen Lei used his spiritual power to withstand the strong wind pressure from the west.
"I see, this melting mountain range is a bit unusual..." He was wary, and then he sat down cross-legged on the back of the blue-eyed owl, adjusting his breath and breathing to himself. This move immediately attracted the attention of others. The third elder with a kind face smiled and nodded, appreciating Yu Wenlei. Even using such a small amount of time shows how diligently Yu Wenlei usually practices.
Seeing this, Zhan Yan behind him sneered, showing contempt.
About three hours later, the Blue-Eyed Owl began to descend to a low altitude, and gradually it became possible to see a large red-hot land directly below, with rugged rocks everywhere. Looking down from the air, it looks like the entire jungle was hit and a hole was burned out!
"It's already here...so fast!" Yu Wenlei stopped practicing. As expected of a blue-eyed owl, this speed was beyond his reach.
Hua Qingyun guided the blue-eyed owl and slid for a while at low altitude. Not far ahead, there were twenty or thirty people standing there suddenly, whoosh! The blue-eyed owl flapped its wings and landed next to the crowd.
"Headmaster Hua..."
As soon as they landed, a few old men came over to say hello and saw that their clothes belonged to the two camps. Hua Qingyun also greeted them politely. It turns out that these two groups are Shaoyang Sect and Dafeng Huangdian.
The old man on the left wearing a purple robe with dragon patterns is Feng Zhi, the master of the Great Fenghuang Palace. The old man has an extraordinary bearing and a hint of majesty between his brows. On the other side, there was one person leading the way, a skinny old man. This man had a deep complexion and a restrained aura. He looked like he was not a good person at first glance. He was Qian Chunqiu, the leader of the Shaoyang Sect.
"You two arrived early, and now the only one missing is the Lingyan Sect." Hua Qingyun said with a smile.
"Brother Hua, Lingyan Sect has a transcendent status. Of course we are waiting for it." Feng Zhi said with a smile.
"Brother Hua, the Qijue Sect seems to be getting worse every year. Even the disciples at the seventh level of Lingyuan Realm are sent out to participate in the trial..." At this moment, Qian Chunqiu said sarcastically.
As soon as he finished speaking, the ten disciples of the Shaoyang Sect laughed together. The person Qian Chunqiu was referring to was naturally Yu Wenlei.
Although Yu Wenlei deliberately restrained his aura, he still couldn't hide it from the powerful Spirit King.
"Why are you laughing! You can't predict my elder brother's cultivation!" Gu Yan took a step forward with an angry look on his face.
"What? The waste at the seventh level of the Lingyuan Realm is your eldest brother?" A white-robed young man in the Shaoyang Sect's team joked. He is the Shaoyang Sect's first disciple, Yin Shaoyou.
Hearing this, Gu Yu suddenly became furious. He wanted to draw his sword, but was stopped by a hand.
"Yin Shaoyou, I advise you to take back what you just said, otherwise, you will regret it." Hua Zifeng said calmly, raising the corner of his mouth playfully.
"Joke!" Yin Shaoyou snorted coldly. In an instant, the atmosphere became tense. The Shaoyang Sect and the Qijue Sect had never been at odds with each other, and fights like this were rare and common. Neither Qian Chunqiu nor Hua Qingyun stopped him. In this situation, they would certainly not lower themselves to interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.
Within ten breaths, no one made a sound. People from the Shaoyang Sect and the Great Fenghuang Palace were all waiting for the Qijue Sect's response. Yin Shaoyou emphasized Yu Wenlei's cultivation just to defeat the Qijue Sect.
call……
Yu Wenlei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He never picked trouble, but there were always people who thought he was a soft persimmon and wanted to knead him. He does not stir up trouble, but he is not afraid of it.
Tread, tread, tread.
Yu Wenlei took a few steps slowly with a big knife on his back, and his loose eyes suddenly became sharp!
"Shaoyang Sect...I think back then, I was planning to join the Shaoyang Sect, but I was killed by the old thief Li Yushan from the Shaoyang Sect. Now, the score has been settled!"
