Compared with the large venue of Wenjian Sect, Changming Sect is much smaller. There are sword cultivators inside and outside Wenjian Sect, and the back mountain is also large. The five sects stand together and wish they were three meters away from each other. Now they can't even stand on the back mountain. Open these five teams.
After everyone arrived, the elders of the five sects led the team, each riding a flying magic weapon to the place of inheritance. Some excited direct descendants couldn't help but whisper to themselves on the way.
"You will soon be able to see what the ancestors left behind."
The place of inheritance contains many personal inheritances before them, and even the inheritance left by their ancestors. However, the prerequisite for being able to enter and find opportunities is that they can successfully pass the tests given by their predecessors.
"Let's pass the trial first and then talk about inheritance." Someone who was a direct successor couldn't help but pour cold water on him.
Everyone on the flying boat was crowded together, but because some sects were not only fighting against each other, they were divided into two sects. The Bishui Sect, the Chengfeng Sect, and the Changming Sect were crowded together, sitting on the far left.
The red Changming Sect, the yellow Chengfeng Sect, and the green Bishui Sect. When these three colors are matched together, there is an indescribable harmony.
Ye Qiao found it quite interesting, "Our three sects come together, and the traffic light is called the combination."
Their three sects are still barely harmonious together.
But it is not possible for Wenjian Sect and Yue Qing Sect to be together. The two sects are sitting on the far right. These two sects are famous for being arrogant than the other, as if they are comparing who has their chin raised high, with a cold look on their face. and are not familiar with each other.
Chu Xingzhi clicked his tongue twice, "We don't have enough people from the Yue Qing Sect to join us, so we have the nerve to come with us."
"Oh, you're just more useful than a dog." Song Han said in a blunt voice.
Su Zhuo mocked Jianzong and said, "After I get out, I'm afraid I'll just be able to bully the monsters in the secret realm."
Ye Qinghan's eyes turned cold, "If you want to die, you can just say so."
The elders from various sects who led the team were so noisy by this group of people that their heads hurt. He was regretting that this grouping was really okay? Were they really not going to get into a fight because they looked at each other's faces?
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"If we let them enter the Heritage Land so early, can they really get the things inside?" Qin Fanfan walked around, a little worried. You know, there is everything in the Heritage Land.
——It has everything, this sentence covers too much.
Not only refers to opportunities,
After all, danger and opportunity always coexist.
"There is nothing we can do about it." Xie Chuxue was lying listlessly on the desk, her tone slightly unclear, "There are demons on the other side of the demon clan. But they are all eager to try, so we can only count on them, right? "
I'm afraid that this time when they come back, according to his memory, the world of cultivation has been in brief turmoil, and these children are completely busy.
However, even if he has memories, he cannot reveal a word of these. The secret cannot be revealed. If you say the wrong thing, the world of cultivation that Tiandao has worked so hard to restart may be broken again.
On the other side, it was already half a month after they arrived at the inheritance place. Feizhou hurriedly hurried and hurried slowly for a long time. The inheritance place was very different from the desolate place she imagined. It was a place with beautiful mountains and beautiful waters, and rich spiritual energy. Almost overflowing, you can feel the warmth flowing into your Dantian as soon as you fly.
It is said that after stepping here, the experience begins, and a sense of simplicity and mystery comes over you.
It is said that the first ones to leave the trial were the seniors of the Bishui Sect.
Looking at the surrounding environment with birds singing and flowers fragrant, Shen Zi smacked her tongue slightly, "What a gentle place."
Completely different from what I imagined.
"After all, it is the Bishui Sect, and the seniors are all very gentle female seniors." Qin Huai's tone was sour. Unlike their sect, let alone female disciples, there wasn't even a female fly.
Ye Qiao followed Si Miaoyan and the others, curiously looking at the grass under their feet that seemed to be moving.
"It's poisonous, so be careful."
"Some smoke or colorless and odorless flowers can be fatal." Simiaoyan explained, walking at the front to lead the way. After all, this is the inheritance place of the Bishui Sect, and the Bishui Sect must take responsibility, "Also Some are psychedelic, so don’t get stuck.”
As soon as she finished speaking, Chang Mingzong's team behind her had already begun to randomly pull at those magical plants.
Mu Chongxi climbed up the tree neatly, and soon he was holding a bunch of things in his arms.
Seeing the blue fruits, purple Ganoderma lucidum, and dark apples, Xue Yu couldn't hold back the desire to complain, "Don't pick them randomly, these colorful ones are poisonous at first sight."
Mingxuan couldn't help but want Xue Yu to take a bite to see the effect.
Zhou Xingyun punched them down with a fist, knocking them into silence.
Mingxuan covered his head with regret, "Look at the amazing color combinations of these colorful mushrooms. Take them back and give them to your junior uncle to try someday."
"But... if I give it to my junior uncle, he will go to see our ancestor, right?" Mu Chongxi, who still had a clear conscience, hesitated.
Mingxuan waved his hand, "You can't kill anyone by eating them."
Those who knew how to cultivate spiritual plants began to pick them individually, while those who didn't know how to plant them wandered around aimlessly.
Ye Qiao doesn't have so many worries. She only picks things that are valuable and useful. Judging from the peaceful situation on the road, there is no crisis so far. So far, except for the demonic vines that occasionally wrap around people's ankles and pull them underground, Ye Qiao doesn't have so many worries. In addition, there are some plants that can cause people to coma if they sting them. The experience of the Blue Water Sect is simply too friendly.
Because it is the experience of Bishui Sect, Si Miaoyan and the others all need to stay and accept the assessment, and they have to walk the rest of the way on their own.
Having passed the first trial with almost no danger, Duan Hengdao was extremely envious: "He is indeed the gentlest sect. It would be great if the subsequent experiences were as simple as this."
Ye Qiao dodged the vines and crushed a branch and leaf, "Which sect's training will be next?"
Starting out so friendly always made her feel like she was holding back her ultimate move.
As expected, Mingxuan said, "We are asking the Sword Sect, so be prepared. Those sword cultivators are not so easy to talk to."
Then walking inside, the scene gradually changed, from a forest full of spiritual plants to cold stone pillars and the ground. Both the atmosphere and the dead silence were very close to the sword cultivators who had been living alone all year round. It was pitch black inside. Yes, Ye Qiao burned Zhang Fu, but was stopped by the elders.
Elder Zhao shook his head, "Don't be rude to the seniors."
There was no light at all, and it was pitch black in front of them. They could only bite the bullet and push each other to walk in front, until a few figures suddenly appeared in front of them, frightening everyone to the point where they almost all drew their swords. Knead the talisman and take precautions.
However, no matter how fast they reacted, they were not as quick as the seniors of the Wenjian Sect stationed here. In almost the blink of an eye, everyone was kicked to the wall with a bang.
"Fuck." Ye Qiao moved his shoulder that was hurt by the fall, "What is this called? To punch one's own juniors hard?"
Sure enough, her hunch was right.
It can be said that the Bishui Sect is too gentle, and the cruelty behind it makes people feel a little defenseless.
Song Hansheng was thrown directly against the wall. He was most afraid of pain. Naturally, it was impossible for him to run away and get beaten. He looked at Ye Qinghan and said, "Tsk, your trial, you should quickly pass it consciously."
Ye Qinghan didn't need Song Han to urge him. He frowned, drew his sword and tried to rush forward again to fight with the figure. The figure threw him a sword and made a crisp sound when it fell to the ground. The young man calmed down his expression and held the mysterious figure. Picking up the sword, he realized that the other party wanted to start a coaching battle.
Ye Qinghan picked up the Xuanjian and swung it half way through the starting sword stance. The next second, his movements froze, and the figure's cold long sword went straight to the young man's neck. He picked and turned, pressing Ye Qinghan firmly. Steady on the ground, Ye Qinghan was slightly stunned, raised his sword again, kicked the figure to the side, and pierced the left side of the figure with the sword.
The figure was like a ghost. He raised his hand and once again made the same sword posture as him, but the speed was not comparable to Ye Qinghan's. The sword passed through the white light and easily cut the Xuanjian into two, if it fell on his neck.
I'm afraid that Ye Qinghan's body and head are separated.
The young man's expressionless face remained indifferent, but his fists were clenched unconsciously, looking quite unwilling.
Ye Qiao understood his reluctance. After all, the hero Long Aotian had never had his sword broken.
"Is this the experience of Wenjian Sect? To sharpen one's mind?"
Duan Hengdao was ambitious: "Absolutely. They have been arrogant and arrogant for so many years, and they have suffered from Ye Qiao. Other times, their crazy parents don't recognize them. If they don't practice and practice, they will inevitably have mental problems."
Ye Qiao felt that this was not going to work. Looking at this situation, it looked like they would not be able to get out for ten days and a half. They were eager to see the experience and inheritance left by their sect.
She touched Song Hansheng, who was also leaning against the wall, with her arm, "Can I lend you the Moon Arrow?"
Song Hansheng threw it to her, and Ye Qiao immediately took the Moon Arrow to assist Ye Qinghan and the others. Among other things, the Moon Arrow was perfect for interfering with the opponent's movements and offensive.
Ye Qiao's opponent is engaged in long-range warfare, which can at least distract the opponent.
Stepping on a high place to set up the bow, she let go and found a landing spot, avoided the sword, and shot the spiritual arrow. However, she still underestimated the opponent's strength. The figure did not even look back, and lightly passed through the sword light. The legendary All the arrows that were shaped like moonlight were broken.
Grass.
Ye Qiao secretly screamed that something was not good.
She turned around and wanted to run away. There was no figure that could let her run away. He grabbed her collar and raised his fist, ready to beat this junior.
The result was just one punch.
"It hurts, it hurts. I'm injured internally, Grandmaster." Ye Qiao wailed falsely. Taking advantage of the figure's confusion, she quickly broke away from the opponent's hand, rolled on the spot, and began to hold her stomach and moan painlessly for a long time. .
The figure was speechless.
Where did the scoundrel's personal biography come from?
He picked up the Xuanjian and wanted to try this personal strength.
Ye Qiao stood up and tried to fight with this senior with Xuan Sword. She had just observed the senior's swordsmanship when Ye Qinghan was fighting with the opponent, and asked about the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect. She had seen it before, but to be honest, She is not as proficient as Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan couldn't do it any faster, and Ye Qiao naturally couldn't do it either.
If you want to hold on a little longer, you can only dodge and take it by surprise.
What he did was the Wenjian Sect's starting stance, and the Changming Sect's sword stance when lowering the sword. Although this technique was not clever, it was disgusting, and the figure was stunned for a few seconds.
The swordsmanship of the Wenjian Sect and the Changming Sect are both there, so this little brat has some ideas.
The figures hit people really hard, either slashing them with swords or hitting them with fists. Ye Qiao couldn't bear it any more, so she wailed after being hit.
The figure couldn't bear it anymore: "...you scream again?"
Ye Qiao: "Ouch!"
Figure: "..." Damn it.
He punched people to the flesh. Although it was a coaching battle, I had to say that this disciple was a good young man. After patiently finishing the coaching battle, he finally couldn't stand it anymore.
It was obvious that the Wenjian Sect was full of bad-tempered seniors who had always maintained a cold demeanor. Seeing her howling like a demon possessed, he finally kicked her down and couldn't bear to utter one word:
"roll."
At the same time, a white mark fell on her wrist. Later, the unruly Ye Qiao was mercilessly beaten out by his senior.
She didn't want to be beaten in vain. At this time, it would definitely end quickly, and Ye Qiao was not stubborn.
"...Your special mother is really a talent." Chu Xingzhi got up and was convinced, making the senior so angry that he could hardly speak.
Ye Qiao ignored Chu Xingzhi's words and said seriously: "I tried, but Ye Qinghan can't beat him. Anyway, we won't be able to get through it in a short time."
"So why don't we rush over in one go?" She could tell that the senior was slightly interested in her because she could ask about the swordsmanship of the Sword Sect, so she gave him some pointers.
The other party has no interest in the personal transmission of other sects, and they probably won't stop them.
Qin Huai agreed: "You can try it."
The Wenjian Sect really had no intention of embarrassing the other sects, so the other three sects immediately chose to leave, leaving the iron-headed boys in charge of the Wenjian Sect to die. It's not the experience given by their ancestor.
They fled collectively, but they didn't get even two steps away.
He hit the formation directly.
Turning around again, I found that the scene had changed. The road behind them was all blocked, and the elders were also blocked outside. They knocked on the barrier, but found no results.
Elder Zhao spread his hands and expressed that he was helpless.
This time I went to the Yue Qing Sect training ground.
After the three sects sprinted in at one go, they clearly triggered the barriers and formations, and were swept into the killing formation full of murderous intent. It was surrounded by everything. Behind them was an abyss, accompanied by illusions and murderous intent. It was not difficult in just a few seconds. I feel it - a very yin formation.
Mingxuan couldn't help it anymore: "You Yue Qing Sect must be poisonous. You are so insidious and despicable. It seems to be your style."
Song Hansheng sarcastically said, "Don't worry, the next one is your ancestor's experience. I'm afraid your Chang Ming Sect won't be much better either."
"Hey, our Chang Ming Sect is not as sinister as your Yue Qing Sect, who always engages in killing formations when they come up."
The Changming Sect was famous for its clear wind and bright moon, and its magnanimity.
Although their reputation has been almost ruined by them now, the Changming Sect is involved in formations, swordsmanship, and elixirs. No matter how you look at it, it is not more insidious than the Yueqing Sect.
If you don't pay attention during the formation, you will die. It's okay if you have experienced some of them. The hard-working ones don't understand it at all and can only defend passively. Shen Ziwei and several weapon cultivators were the first to bear the brunt. Several murderous auras hit like raindrops. He hit them all unceremoniously. If the weapon cultivators hadn't had many magic weapons, just one blow would have been enough to break a person's ribs.
Damn, heartless.
Are you so merciless to your juniors?
Song Hansheng pushed away Duan Hengdao who was in the way, and after testing for a long time, he finally touched the formation eye, "Stand at the formation eye."
"Just break it open."
Since it is a trial, there should be more than just this formation in the future. It is better to send these people out first.
Otherwise, a group of people will get in the way here.
"Let's break it down. Just be quiet for a while." Just don't cause trouble.
There are only four Yueqing Sect talisman cultivators, and now there are only three left after Yun Que. Each of them stands in the corner of the formation. The formations flicker and intersect continuously, like a blue canvas with mountains and rivers blurred out.
Although I don't want to admit it, the Yueqing Sect's formation is a visual enjoyment for people. The light blue formation lights up with a faint brilliance, and the compass in the hand meets.
Grand and romantic.
Mingxuan crossed his arms and said, "The formation of our Chang Ming Sect is also beautiful."
"but."
"There were only three of them."
"One of the four formation eyes is missing." Mingxuan touched his chin and saw through the situation at a glance: "Yue Qingzong's formation..."
Now the Yueqing Sect has not found all the descendants. There are four positions in the formation, and someone has to stand up at the last corner.
It seems that Ye Qiao is the only one who can take the lead. Although the junior sister became a monk halfway, she learns things very quickly, so she may not be able to succeed.
Ye Qiao also wanted to leave this ghost place as soon as possible. He stretched out his hand to pick up the fallen compass, tapped the ground, calculated the position of the formation eye, and settled on the corner, "Okay, okay, okay."
After landing, she thought for a moment and imitated Song Hansheng and the others. Her hand gestures were exactly the Yueqing Sect's talisman. The light blue mark was easily opened and formed. Ignoring the color of the sect's uniform, her proficiency seemed to be passed down from the Yueqing Sect.
With her addition, the sigil grew larger, the picture on the totem became closer to complete, and the fourth side was finally completed.
After all, I have been in love with them for so long. There is also a tacit understanding between direct descendants.
The four people raised their hands to print the talisman at the same time, and the light blue pattern flowed into the mechanism formation. They exchanged positions in a tacit understanding, leaving mysterious patterns wherever they stepped. As the talisman was laid down, the positions were broken one by one. Before the formation was broken, Four marks were quickly inserted into the center of their eyebrows. Ye Qiao was slightly stunned. He touched the area between his eyebrows and a light blue mark fell on it, which disappeared for a long time.
what is that?
She rubbed it subconsciously, but it seemed like there was nothing except heat.
This scene made the elder who was locked outside the barrier smile. His tone was unclear: "So, the founder of the Yue Qing Sect, is this giving Ye Qiao the brand of direct inheritance from the Yue Qing Sect?"
This is fun. The direct descendants of the Changming Sect were actually marked as direct descendants by the ancestors of the Yueqing Sect and the Wenjian Sect.
Elder Zhao: "Did these ancestors misunderstand something?" That little brat is really not a direct descendant of your sect.
And the next game will be the training ground for the descendants of the Changming Sect.
"Come on, let's see what the experience left by our Changming Sect ancestor looks like." Mu Chongxi didn't think so much. Seeing that the barrier was broken, she rushed forward with Ye Qiao in her arms.
