break through nine days

Qinglin Sect, among the first-order sects in Yunchuan Continent, is almost the weakest one.

There are less than a hundred disciples in the entire sect, and more than half of them are disciples who work as servants in the periphery. There are less than 30 disciples who really have the roots of cultivation to teach cultivation.

As a result, the Qinglin Sect naturally entered a state of neglect, especially after the former head, Qing Yangzi, did not return from his mission, the Qinglin Sect became more and more lonely.

At the almost collapsed mountain gate, there is not a single disciple guarding the mountain. If not for every sect enshrining a pagoda temple guarding the mountain gate, the Qinglin Sect would have been annexed by other ambitious sects long ago.

The token floated in front, leading Chu Tian all the way to the top of the mountain, perhaps because of the token, the crimson light released from the pagoda and covering the entire Qinglin Sect did not emit any abnormalities.

Feeling the terrifying coercion in the crimson light, Chu Tian had a strange expression on his face, but he was no stranger to the strange things on the Yunchuan Continent since he came all the way.

"The mountain range where the Qinglin Sect is located turned out to be a natural magic circle, but they obviously couldn't detect it, what a reckless waste!" In the sea of ​​consciousness, the second generation of Human Sovereign sighed excitedly.

Under Ren Huang's guidance, Chu Tian quickly discovered the mystery. This mountain range is indeed miraculous, and it faintly looks like a giant dragon. The tall mountain where he is located is the dragon's head. .

However, the Qinglin Sect has been passed down from generation to generation, and up to now, there is only one Qingyangzi who is in the Heavenly Talisman Realm, not even a strong man from the Treasure Talisman Realm. According to common sense, such a sect has long been established The Yunchuan Continent was annexed in the fiercely competitive sect war, but the Qinglin Sect, which is not strong and has a small number of people, has survived intact, and among the peripheral sects of this level, it is still the longest existing sect.

At this moment, in the main hall of Qinglin Sect, the lights were brightly lit, and a chilling aura enveloped the entire hall.

In the middle of the hall, a middle-aged Taoist with a dignified expression sat on the head of the hall. Below him, on the left and right sides, there were three people sitting. Except for a woman, the remaining two were all gray-haired. old man.

"Tomorrow is the day when my first-tier sect selects disciples. You guys should cheer up. No matter what method you use, even if it is robbing, you must snatch a few disciples back!" The middle-aged man said, his tone full of anger. Helpless.

"Brother Sect Leader, my Qinglin Sect has always been looking for opportunity in recruiting disciples. If you can't get the recognition of Xingpanshi, no matter how talented you are, you can't be admitted to the sect. Have you forgotten the ancestral precepts?" The woman on the left After speaking, he looked at the other two old men for help, and seemed to want them to stop him.

But the two old men didn't even look at the woman, but sat there, looking at their noses and minds, as if they were in meditation, as if what they discussed today had nothing to do with the two of them.

"Junior Sister, why don't I remember the teachings from my ancestors? It's just that my Qinglin Sect is already weak, and even fewer and fewer people signed up for the election. If I continue to be stubborn like this, I'm afraid our Qinglin Sect's weak position will be destroyed. It will become more and more unbearable!" The middle-aged head shook his head, and sighed heavily after speaking, his expression was full of unwillingness, but more, it was still the kind of helplessness facing reality.

"Brother, I understand your painstaking efforts, but you have to think about it carefully. Although my Qinglin Sect is the worst in this class of sects, why have the peripheral sects changed frequently for so many years? Lin Zong has always stood firm?" The woman had a beautiful face, with determination and wisdom in her eyes.

Hearing this, the middle-aged head fell silent, his eyes hesitated, as if he was making an extremely difficult decision next time.

The woman saw that he hesitated a little, and hurriedly continued to persuade: "Although I don't understand the meaning of the ancestor's precepts, there must be a deep meaning to make our Qinglin Sect stand upright. Once we violate the ancestor's precepts, we will I am worried that I will slowly walk towards a path of no return to the destruction of the sect!"

"Junior sister Han Yue is worrying too much. The ancestral precepts are also determined by people. If we don't have enough disciples, we will get less and less resources from the main sect. By then, the Qinglin sect will not even have any disciples to pass on. Talk about ancestral teachings..." The old man on the opposite side, who had been watching his heart, spoke at this time.

"Senior Brother Lu Feng, you..." The woman called Han Yue looked at the old man opposite her in disbelief, and then at another old man next to Lu Feng.

These two old men are a pair of twin brothers, one named Lu Feng and the other named Lu Shuo. They passed the test of the astrolabe stone together at the beginning. After Yangzi left, there were four more Heavenly Talisman Realms.

The first two were the man named Si Jianfeng and the woman named Han Yue.

It was precisely because of the two extra Heavenly Talisman Realm powerhouses that Si Jianfeng and Lu Feng Lu Shuo saw the hope of Qinglin Sect's rise, that they disregarded the ancestral precepts and wanted to recruit disciples at all costs.

Looking at the three people who seemed to have reached an agreement a long time ago, Han Yue hesitated for a while, not giving up on dissuading, but Si Jianfeng raised his head, the hesitation in his eyes had disappeared, he waved his hand towards Han Yue, and said in a deep voice: "Junior Sister, don't Too much to say, I have already decided, for the future of my Qinglin Sect, even if I let Si Jianfeng be a sinner once, I will never regret it!"

Hearing this, Han Yue knew that it was useless to say anything else. She took a deep breath, tried to calm down her inner emotions, looked at the three of them and said, "Although Han Yue can't dissuade the three senior brothers, the disciples of my mountain , if I can’t pass the Astrolabe Stone, I will definitely not.”

As if to make up for the little junior sister whom he loves the most on weekdays, Si Jianfeng smiled helplessly and said, "Well, I'll make the decision for once. If there are any disciples who can pass through the astrolabe stone tomorrow, all of them will be sent to the junior sister." In the veins, it is me who is the head and senior brother to apologize to the junior sister!"

Hearing this, Lu Feng Lu Shuo was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't object too much.

After all, for so many years, there are very few disciples who can pass the test of the astrolabe stone. If it is not because of the ancestor's precepts, the two brothers may find the astrolabe stone and bury it in a valley.

The four dispersed separately, and Chu Tian had already reached the gate outside the Qinglin Sect. Two disciples who were dozing off under the eaves of the gate suddenly woke up and looked at him warily. One of the disciples plucked up his courage Sternly shouted: "Who?"

Chu Tian smiled slightly at the two of them, and said, "I am a disciple recommended by Senior Qingyangzi."

Upon hearing that, the disciple looked at the token floating in front of Chutian, his expression softened a little, but he still said angrily: "It's too late today, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, he ignored Chu Tian, ​​leaned against the eaves of the door and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Chu Tian glanced at the two of them and said nothing. To him, waiting for one night was nothing.

Turning around to leave the mountain gate and disappearing into the night, the two disciples glanced at each other, each showing strange expressions, shook their heads, said nothing, continued to close their eyes and fell asleep.

It was rainy in Yunchuan Continent, and this rainy night seemed extraordinarily long. The rain in the cold winter night revealed a cruel chill.

It's just that in the Qinglin Sect, after the rain fell, a pure aura of heaven and earth emerged. Chu Tian walked in the mountains, breathing deeply the aura with the fragrance of grass and trees, and walked aimlessly.

The mountain road was muddy, but Chu Tian walked without the slightest sound. It was like floating in the mountain road. The sound of raindrops falling was like a qin music played by heaven and earth, which gave Chu Tian a new understanding.

On a secluded mountain in the southeast of the Qinglin Sect's main peak, Chu Tian slowly sat in the stone pavilion built at an unknown time, watching the sea of ​​clouds churning in the raindrops, couldn't help waving his hands and congealed in front of him. A colorful guqin.

On the mountain peak, the wind was very strong, and the raindrops fell on the top of the stone pavilion, making continuous knocking sounds. From here, one could see dark clouds billowing in the sky, with lightning flashing across them from time to time, followed by rumbling thunder .

Taking a deep breath of the rich spiritual energy, looking at the magnificent scenery between the heaven and the earth, and feeling the wonderful avenue of heaven and earth, Chu Tian gradually calmed down in his heart.

The sound of the wind and the rain seemed to dissipate gradually, and there was chaos and emptiness in front of his eyes. He slowly placed his hand on the strings, and played softly with a "buzz".

The rain in heaven and earth suddenly stagnated at the moment when the zither sounded, and gradually mixed with the zither sound, shaking like dancing elves in the void.

Han Yue couldn't sleep, and every time she couldn't sleep, she would go to the Wanghai Pavilion alone to relax.

It is said to be looking at the sea, but it is just a group of mist that does not disperse all year round, which is as magnificent as the tide.

She was thinking about tomorrow's sect's selection of disciples all the way, and she didn't put her mind outside at all. It was not until she walked in front of the stone pavilion that she was shocked by the faint and ethereal sound of the piano.

The young man in front of her was extremely strange, and she was sure that there was no such one in the Qinglin Sect.

But her eyes fell on the token floating in front of Chutian, following the sound of the piano.

That token may not be a big deal to others, but to Han Yue, it is all too familiar.

This is the token of Master!

Then the young man in front of him may become his future junior.

Master's closed disciple!

She was only at the first level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm, and she was too weak against Chu Tian, ​​who had already broken through to the fifth level of the Heavenly Talisman Realm and even dared to fight against the elders of the Amethyst Gate who were at the peak of the ninth level of the Sky Talisman Realm.

Therefore, standing here, she only felt an inexplicable strange feeling on this man, but she couldn't feel the slightest wave of spiritual pressure from him.

"The disciple selected by the master is a bit misleading this time!" Han Yue frowned slightly, ignoring the rules of listening to the piano and not caring that this young man is likely to become her future junior, and said coldly: "Who are you?"

What was waiting for her was not a hasty turn around and an expectant look of horror. The young man in front of her seemed to be immersed in the sound of the piano, immersed in the rainy night in this strange place, and did not hear her inquiry.

Han Yue's brows were tightened more and more, and she wanted to interrupt again, but at this moment, a thunderbolt suddenly fell from the sky, breaking the silence of the sound of rain and the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and a faint sigh came. The young man playing the piano turned around calmly, looked at himself as usual.