The next day.
At dawn, Cen Yun and the twelve outer disciples waited quietly in the Shengxian Pavilion Square.
"Roar!"
Suddenly, a tiger roar came from the sky that shook the surrounding areas.
Cen Yun looked up and saw a huge shadow appearing in the sky. It fell to the ground in a blink of an eye. It was a huge red tiger with a sharp horn on its head. Standing on the giant tiger was a man in black robes with white hair and a childlike face. Behind him, There are also inner disciples and elders who are following a group of royal weapons.
Cen Yun knew that the giant tiger in front of him was the sect-protecting spirit beast of Tianxuan Sect. It was called Sword Tiger. Its hair had turned red, indicating that it had a thousand years of Taoism comparable to the Nascent Soul stage. The man in black robe standing on its head was Tian Xuan Qingzi, the head of Xuanmen.
Cen Yun and a group of outer disciples bowed in unison and said: "Welcome Master!"
Xuan Qingzi glanced at Cen Yun, then looked around, and with a loud voice like a bell, he asked coldly: "Where is Han Xiu?"
"Back to the master, the master is ill and is practicing in the cave, so he cannot welcome the master." Cen Yun said without changing his expression.
Xuan Qingzi glanced at the mountain in the distance with his consciousness and saw that there was no one in Han Xiu's cave. He also looked at Han Xiu's life soul stone in the storage bag. He couldn't help but frown slightly and groaned: "It's really outrageous. Yes, I know that I will go to Leizhou today. When the sect's combat power is scarce, he actually left his post without permission and disappeared without a trace. It is really hateful. When I come back, I will not spare him!"
As he spoke, his sleeves and robes were rolled up, and the thirteen outer disciples below, including Cen Yun, were grabbed onto the red giant tiger by an invisible force. They stepped on the void and soared into the clouds. Behind them were a group of elders. That is, the inner disciples followed closely.
"Are you Han Xiu's new disciple?" Xuan Qingzi said to Cen Yun behind him without looking back.
"Exactly." Cen Yun said respectfully.
"You are not bad. Your cultivation has surpassed that of the inner disciples at such a young age. No wonder Han Xiu likes you. Do your best and Tianxuan Sect will not treat you badly." Xuan Qingzi said calmly.
"Thank you, Master."
Cen Yun was in a serious mood. Xuan Qingzi was calm on the surface, but in fact he had already suspected him. He might have secretly asked someone to investigate Han Xiu's whereabouts. Therefore, after this trial, he must find a way to leave Tianxuanmen, otherwise he would die without a burial. place.
The ancient ruins are located in the Mysterious Forest in Leizhou, the western border of the Jin and Yuan Kingdoms, more than 100,000 miles away from the Chen Kingdom.
Due to the long distance, Xuan Qingzi led a group of elder disciples to the teleportation array established between the Chen Kingdom and the Jinyuan Kingdom. From the teleportation array, they went directly to the western border of the Jinyuan Kingdom and reached the top of the Mysterious Barrier Forest.
The Mysterious Forest was covered by a thick layer of gray fog. It is said that a few months ago, two golden elixir monks were fighting and accidentally entered the Mysterious Forest and discovered the treasure. However, they accidentally touched the restriction under the forest and escaped death. Only then did the information spread to the world of immortality.
The restriction covering the Enchanted Forest is very powerful. In order to avoid being explored by the demons first, the seven major sects decided to unite the masters of each sect to open a passage above the restriction and send their disciples to explore first.
This is not only a valuable trial opportunity for the disciples, but also a wise move to prevent the masters of various sects from being plotted and annihilated by the devil.
Cen Yun looked down. The Mysterious Forest stretched for thousands of miles and was full of dangers. However, as long as he could find a rare treasure that suppressed the fierce spirit in his body, even if there was only a slight possibility, it would be worth the risk.
"Isn't this Brother Xuan? You came so early!"
At the same time, a gloomy and depressed voice came from behind.
Cen Yun turned around and saw a gloomy old man in red robes, Lingxu Takong, followed by a group of elders and disciples with unkind faces.
One of them had red eyes and white hair, and a cold expression, giving people a strange feeling.
"Humph, I haven't seen Brother Xue's cultivation improve greatly in a hundred years!" Xuan Qingzi snorted coldly.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, although I have made some progress, I am still not as good as your brother Xuan. Based on a rich land full of spiritual energy in the sea, it has been peaceful for a long time. I'm afraid the edge of brother Xuan's Tongxuan-level flying sword has become dull. ?" the red-robed old man chuckled.
"Is it dull? You can give it a try." Xuan Qingzi said disdainfully.
"I'm talking about you two."
Just when the atmosphere in the venue was full of gunpowder, an old voice suddenly floated from the horizon. Immediately, an old man in white robes with an immortal spirit and a bright head came stepping on a crane, followed by a group of handsome men and women full of fairy spirit.
The old man in white robes stroked his long beard and said: "Brother Xuan and Brother Xue are still the same. They fight whenever they meet. The trial is coming, but don't let the demonic people take advantage of it!"
"What, if you want to fight, count me in!" Immediately afterwards, another tall and burly middle-aged man wearing animal skins came with a group of fierce and muscular men.
"Xuan Qingzi, I've been interested in your precious mount for many years. It's rare to get together today. How about I make a price and give it to you?"
After the middle-aged man, there is a man in yellow robe standing on the back of a huge whale in the sky, followed by a group of male and female disciples in messy clothes. Each disciple is accompanied by strange little beasts, some are fierce and some are cute and docile. of.
"Giggle, giggle, it's really lively today, people from the seven sects are all gathered together!" Suddenly, a soft and watery chuckle came from another part of the sky. The disciples of the seven sects with low cultivation were so mesmerized when they heard it that they fell unconscious instantly. The next blockbuster.
The heads of the seven sects, the elders, etc., all cast their spells one after another to protect the disciples behind them and offset the charming smile.
Cen Yun looked up into the sky and saw a piece of pink mist drifting closer, followed by another group of disciples in blue who were wielding swords and carrying sword cases on their backs. Only when they got closer did he see the two leaders clearly.
They are a pink-robed woman who is as delicate as a flower and a jade, and a middle-aged man in blue-robed with a square face, an eagle nose, and a stern expression.
Cen Yun glanced behind the blue-robed middle-aged man. Those disciples all had sword-like eyes and extraordinary weapons, but they did not see Zhao Li. After more than a year apart, he still missed Zhao Li a little.
"Jian Lingtian, I heard that you were poisoned by Wugui Sect's Ten Thousand Ghost Soul-eating Poison. When I saw you today, your Nascent Soul is strong and strong. It seems that what you said is untrue!" the middle-aged animal skin joked.
"Hmph, the Wugui Sect took advantage of me to launch a sneak attack. I heard that the old Wugui has been haunting the Death Swamp in recent years. After this trial, I will definitely settle the score with him!" Jian Lingtian's voice was like a sharp sword, and he snorted coldly. .
The white-robed old man shook his head and said: "Let me tell you, if you want to reminisce about old times and have plenty of time later, you might as well work together to open the forbidden door first and let your respective disciples explore."
After saying that, the white-robed old man flew into the sky above the Lost Forest, and the remaining six sect leaders followed closely behind him. They each used their housekeeping spirit treasures and jointly attacked a place in the Lost Forest.
Boom——!
With a shocking loud noise, a dark red wall of light suddenly rose up in the Mysterious Forest to block the spiritual treasures of the seven sect leaders. The impact caused swept the sky, causing all the disciples to involuntarily use their spiritual power to resist, but there were still many people He was blown upside down and flew away.
"Sure enough, it is an ancient restriction. The person who can set up such a restriction must at least have the cultivation level of Xing Ning. Maybe there is a seventh-grade Void Transformation Pill hidden in it!" The old man in red robe said with a fanatical look on his face.
"Even if this restriction was placed by the great master Ying Ningqi, it has already lost its original power after tens of millions of years. If we work harder, we will definitely be able to open the passage to enter it!"
After saying that, the man in yellow robe and the other leaders increased their strength, and with a bang, cracks appeared on the dark red light wall of the Mysterious Forest. The cracks got bigger and bigger, and finally there was a snapping sound, like porcelain. As if broken, a hole was opened.
Xuan Qingzi slowly flew back to the top of the giant red tiger's head, sat down cross-legged, maintained the spirit treasure with his right hand, and raised his left hand upwards, scattering sparkling objects and falling into the hands of each disciple.
Cen Yun looked at the small light blue crystal block in his hand. There was a ball of spiritual energy wrapped inside the crystal block, forming a clever formation, but he didn't know what it did.
Xuan Qingzi said calmly: "This is a teleportation crystal. If you crush it, you can leave the Mysterious Forest and escape danger for you. After three days, no matter whether you find the ruins or not, this object will teleport you back. Remember not to fall into the hands of others. Hands, let’s go.”
"Yes." All the disciples responded in unison, using their spiritual weapons to rush into the hole in the dark red light wall with the other sect disciples.
At the same time, entering the dark red light wall, a gray mist floated past Cen Yun's eyes, and then he appeared inexplicably somewhere in the Mysterious Forest.
"Is this an illusion?" Cen Yun fell to the ground and felt blocked by an invisible force, unable to fly. He murmured, "No, the space here should be restricted and disrupted. Everyone who enters the Mysterious Forest will be Being transported to a place alone.”
After understanding the current situation, Cen Yun's consciousness spread out. There was no one around him, but in the forest and under the ground, he could clearly feel the flow of spiritual energy.
This flow seems to be divided into four directions, gathering at different places in the Mysterious Forest.
Following the flow of this spiritual energy, Cen Yun slowly walked forward.
"Xue Sha Tang, what do you want to do?"
In the Mysterious Forest, a slender woman in white with a cold face, holding a purple spiritual sword in her hand, and holding ten silver-white flying swords around her, looked like a fairy, looking at the six Blood Demon Hall disciples around her with cold eyes.
"Wei Qingwan, the fourth generation chief disciple of the Huayun Sect, has rare spiritual roots in the world of immortality, and is the number one target to kill. I will only say this once, submit to my Blood Evil Hall, otherwise, you will die." A disciple headed by the Blood Evil Hall had a full face. Evil spirit, said in a tone that could not be refused.
Wei Qingwan snorted coldly: "If you want to kill me, it depends on whether you have the ability!"
As he spoke, Wei Qingwan held the sword technique in her hand, and the ten silver-white flying swords surrounding her body exuded the sharp sword intent and flew toward the disciples of the Blood Demon Hall like lightning.
"Start the formation!" As the words of the leading disciple of Xue Sha Tang fell, the six of them cut their palms one after another and sprinkled blood into the air, forming a strange blood-red formation that blocked the silver flying swords and trapped Wei Qingwan in it.
The leading disciple of the Blood Demon Hall fired a spell into the bloody formation, and countless sharp blood-red threads immediately emerged from the formation and shot towards Wei Qingwan.
Wei Qingwan invoked the sword technique, and ten silver flying swords flew back to him again to form a sword formation, blocking the countless blood-red threads shot from all directions in the formation, and took out a golden talisman from the storage bag.
"Fu Bao!?" Upon seeing this, the leading disciple of the Blood Demon Hall suddenly dilated his pupils and took a breath of cold air.
