Practice starts with skill points.

Chapter 120 Jian Ding Sect

Looking at Gu Yourong fleeing in panic, Zhong Lin laughed out loud.

Sometimes I feel a sense of accomplishment when I tease my senior sister, and at least it makes me feel much better.

For the next half month, Zhong Lin did not go out. He took drugs and practiced martial arts at home every day. Because of this, his internal energy grew rapidly, from a tiny strand of hair to a surging river. However, it would take some time to completely fill his dantian.

Two things happened in the meantime. First, Mei Haiqing, the head of the Mei family, sent a batch of gold, silver and treasures, which he said were the spoils obtained after the destruction of the Black Wind Village.

Another thing is that the first batch of supplies sent by the Linyue Gu family has arrived, mainly various rare medicinal materials.

Zhong Lin exchanged all these herbs for the materials needed to refine the Dahuan Dan, and then refined them all into pills. There were hundreds of them in total, enough for him to practice for a period of time.

Half a month later, under the leadership of the master, Zhong Lin, Mei Weixuan, Gu Yourong, and a little stone, set off for the gate of Jianding Sect.

No carriages were driven; everyone rode on horseback, and the horses they chose were all fast horses. Little Shitou and the Zhong Lin brothers rode on one horse together.

"Second brother, are we going to change places again? Will we be further away from Brother Xiu?" Shitou said with a pout.

Little Stone still hasn't forgotten his first good friend and misses him very much.

"This should be the last place you'll be transferred to. You won't be transferred again in the future. You must practice hard when you get there. When you grow up, you can go wherever you want."

Zhong Lin touched Shitou's head with a smile on his face.

"Really?"

"real."

"Then, second brother, is the sect you mentioned far away?"

"I don't know about that. I haven't been there either. You can ask Senior Sister Yourong."

Gu Yourong also turned around and said with a smile, "It's not far. At our current pace, we can get there in a month."

The group kept moving eastward, passing through several large counties including Tianyang County, Huayang County, Taigu County, Jiuhu County, etc., traveling thousands of miles, and finally arrived at the foot of a continuous mountain range after a month.

At a glance, you can see that in the infinite distance, among the continuous mountains, there are peaks everywhere that pierce the sky, straight as swords.

Some peaks are lush and green, some are covered with flowers, and countless waterfalls cascade down from the peaks like countless jade dragons.

The sky is azure blue, like blue crystal, without a trace of dark clouds. The sun is shining brightly, and the soft and bright sunlight shines down, spotless.

On top of those hundreds of mountain peaks, pine trees are intertwined and leaves are twisted, showing an ancient and wild atmosphere.

The Jianding Sect's headquarters is located on the highest peak among the mountains.

"Is this the Jian Ding Sect? It's so spectacular."

Mei Weixuan opened his mouth slightly, his face full of shock.

Little Shitou also opened his mouth wide, tilted his head back, and kept making noises.

Gu Yourong watched the performance of the three people with a smile on her face. Her performance was the same when she first followed Master Yin to the mountain gate, and it was even worse.

"Let's go! Enter the mountain gate."

Yin Daoyan urged the steed under his crotch and was the first to step onto the path extending down from the mountain.

Everyone followed closely behind without stopping.

As they reached the foot of the mountain, the path became increasingly steep, and the horses could no longer climb. They had no choice but to tie their horses to the side of the road and continue on foot. Halfway up the mountain, the road ahead suddenly opened up, and neat stone steps suddenly appeared before them after a bend.

If the road ahead is a rugged path through the mountains, then the one in front of us is the real bright road. Looking up, it seems that this road has no end in sight.

Zhong Lin felt deeply moved. It was worthy of being a sect that had been passed down for thousands of years. They were able to build such a grand project in the deep mountains and old forests. I really didn't know how they did it in such an environment.

Just as Zhong Lin was looking into the distance, he saw a flash of light above him, and then a sharp and piercing scream suddenly came like flying.

A long silver-white arrow whizzed down from the side of the road.

The arrow was so powerful, but it was not aimed at them. Instead, it landed steadily on the stone steps ten meters away from them.

Such a sharp arrow made Zhong Lin's eyes light up. The skill of this arrow was not inferior to his. This was the first time he had seen such a master of archery since he left Heishan County.

"Hey! Who dares to trespass into my Jian Ding Sect? Why don't you tell me your name?"

Suddenly a loud shout echoed through the valley, and then a young man with a sword on his back and a longbow in his hand rushed down from a distance.

While running, the rocks under his feet seemed like flat ground, his breathing was steady and long, he moved like an arrow and was as agile as a monkey. This was a warrior of the third rank.

The man came to the silver arrow ten meters away from them and stopped. He was a young man about twenty-five years old, with a slender and straight figure, a stern face, and black eyebrows like the wings of an eagle. The tips of his tall eyebrows were pressed down, and two cold rays of light that pierced the bone marrow shot out from his deep eye sockets.

However, when he saw who was coming, the cold light in his eyes instantly disappeared, and instead he showed a look of surprise.

"Elder Yin, Senior Sister Gu, it's you who are back."

Yin Daoyan looked at the person in front of him and said with a smile, "Ninety percent! Why are you the only one guarding the mountain gate? Where's the other one?"

Jin Jiucheng scratched his head awkwardly. "Brother Kaiwen is with me. He feels a little sick and is resting in the pavilion on the mountainside."

"Are you feeling unwell? Did you steal some wine again?" Gu Yourong interrupted and joked.

Jin Jiucheng scratched his head awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

Yin Daoyan laughed and scolded: "You stinky boy, lead the way."

"Yes."

Everyone climbed up the stairs and soon arrived at a pavilion at the corner.

The pavilion is simple and elegant, spacious and bright. Although it is not luxurious, it has a sense of grandeur.

At this time, a young man reeking of alcohol was lying on a stone table in the pavilion and snoring, with several empty wine bottles lying beside him.

Along the way, through Gu Yourong's explanation, Zhong Lin also learned that Jin Jiuchen in front of him and the drunk Wang Kaiwen were both disciples of Elder Lianshan of Fenghuo Peak, and were Zhong Lin's fellow disciples.

However, now Zhong Lin has successfully cultivated his Qi and become a top-three warrior, so he can lead the peak on his own.

This is also the rule of Jian Ding Sect. As long as one has successfully cultivated Qi and reached the upper third level, he will become a true disciple and be able to lead a peak.
True disciples also have two choices. One is to have the right to compete for the position of sect leader. If they do not want to compete, they can also become sect elders, establish a sect and recruit disciples, or enter the world and build a temple like Yin Daoyan.

The sect supports you, but you also have to gain benefits for the sect.

Currently, the entire Jianding Sect has three supreme elders, nine ordinary elders, and twenty-two true disciples.

In other words, the entire Jianding Sect has thirty-four warriors of the top three ranks, not counting the sect leaders above the first rank.

(End of this chapter)