Breaking the Void and Cultivating Immortals

Chapter 150 Ceremony

Yin Xiuxuan heard the words, smiled wryly and said: "Senior brother Zheng is really joking, junior brother is only at the fifth level of Qi training, how can he know how to control the sword."

Zheng Tong laughed, pointed to the front and said: "It's natural, I have a lot of disciples in Yi Yunzong, so naturally there are people who don't know how to control the sword, but to communicate with each other, you have to cross Feilu frequently, how do you think the younger brother should deal with it? "

"Could it be, do you let the senior brothers accompany you?"

"Brother, this is really a joke!"

Yin Xiuxuan smiled slightly, cupped his hands in a salute, and said solemnly: "I think there is a method in the door, and I ask my brother to teach me!"

Seeing this, Zheng Tong nodded, pointed at the ground and said, "Junior Brother, let's see what's so special about this road?"

Although Yin Xiuxuan sensed the aura fluctuations from the ground just now, he only thought it was the effect of Feilu, but he didn't think deeply about it. He didn't take a closer look until Zheng Tong pointed it out.

"Huh!" Yin Xiuxuan whispered, "There are traces of the formation!"

"Junior brother really has good eyesight! It's where the formation is!"

"Senior brother, I just saw the traces of the formation, but I can't see what kind of formation it is, and I don't know what it does. Please give me some advice!"

Zheng Tong smiled and waved his hands and said: "This is the tradition of my entry into Yiyunmen casual cultivation. I think that when I started the entry, the brother who led the way reminded me to wait, but our group couldn't see the formation. In the end, it was the senior brother who pointed it out. I didn’t expect the senior brother to easily see it today, and he really deserves to be the successor of Yunmeng Order!"

"Yunmeng Ling again!" Yin Xiuxuan smiled wryly in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, he just smiled helplessly and said, "It's just a blind cat meeting a dead mouse!"

Zheng Tong didn't care whether Yin Xiuxuan was modest or not, he chuckled and started talking: "Junior Brother came here and saw the whole picture of Yi Yunmen!"

Seeing Yin Xiuxuan nodded, Zheng Tong continued: "My Yiyun sect is different from other sects stationed in that I choose 360 ​​five main flying lands, which are made up of the number of heavens, and then supplemented by many ordinary flying lands. Juqingyunping is one of the ordinary flying lands."

"The number of five weeks is 360. Could it be that the main Feilu alone has so many!" Yin Xiuxuan asked in amazement, this number was far beyond his imagination.

Zheng Tong was very satisfied with Yin Xiuxuan's shock, nodded, and said, "Exactly, if we talk about the total number of Feilu, there are probably nearly a thousand."

When Yin Xiuxuan heard this estimate, he couldn't keep his mouth shut anymore. After thinking about it, he asked suspiciously: "But when I came here, I didn't see hundreds of Feilu, but I didn't see so many!"

When Zheng Tong heard this, the smile froze on his face, and a trace of sadness flashed across his face, and he said, "Of course the important places of the sect can't be shown in front of people, what I usually see is only the periphery!"

Hearing this, Yin Xiuxuan changed his mind and understood the meaning of the words. He nodded, but he didn't bother with this question. He pointed to the empty space in front of him and said, "Please brother teach me how to pass this?"

"This flying land is suspended in the air due to the effect of the formation in the door. There is no place for Feilu to have a formation, and the way to pass is in the formation." Zheng Tong waved his hand and shot a yellow light hit the ground.

Yin Xiuxuan only felt that the spiritual energy fluctuations on the ground suddenly became a little stronger. Suddenly, the clouds and mist in front of him rolled up, changing without direction, gathering and dispersing endlessly, and a thick cloud of mist gathered in an instant.The flying land was suspended in the air, and clouds and mist were naturally common, but gathering so quickly was by no means natural.

But three breaths, dense clouds and mist, connected to the broken road, extending to the distance, as if a cloud and mist bridge corridor appeared out of thin air.

"Junior brother, please!" Zheng Tong waved his hand and pointed at the corridor of Yunwu Bridge, and said.

Yin Xiuxuan was already surprised enough about what happened to Feilu just now, and the methods of the Immortal Family were magnified countless times in his mind, so he was not surprised when he saw the Yunwu Bridge Corridor.Nodding his head, he walked up towards the clouds.

Stepping on the cloud and mist, Yin Xiuxuan did not feel the illusion at all, but a feeling of being down-to-earth.

Yin Xiuxuan couldn't control the sword, but he didn't dare to test whether the Yunwu bridge corridor was hard or not. After stepping on it a few times, he walked steadily down.

"How does Junior Brother feel about Cloud Mist Lock Stack?"

"Yunwu lock stack, a good name, turning clouds and mists into lock stacks is really a trick of the immortal family!"

Hearing that Yin Xiuxuan was full of praise, Zheng Tong also showed a look of satisfaction on his face, nodded, and pointed out the scenery of various places and Yin Xiuxuan with the cloud and mist lock stack, so that Yin Xiuxuan had a good time enjoying the scenery between the clouds and mist.

Although the two were chatting and walking, their speed was not slow, but a stick of incense could finish walking the miles-long cloud and mist lock stack.

When stepping on another flying land, Yin Xiuxuan let out a sigh of relief, feeling much relieved.Although chatting and laughing on the cloud and mist lock stack, Yin Xiuxuan has no guarantee of his own journey, and it feels uncomfortable to hang his fate in the hands of others.

Zheng Tong's eyes drifted away a long time ago, but he didn't seem to notice Yin Xiuxuan's appearance. He pointed to the hall in front of him and said, "The entrance ceremony is in front of you. Come with me, junior brother. It's already time." It is late!"

Yin Xiuxuan responded when he heard the words, and followed Zheng Tong towards the hall.After entering the gate, Yin Xiuxuan saw that the square in front of the hall was covered with gray-clothed disciples who were just like him, and they were obviously new disciples who were just like him.

Under Zheng Tong's guidance, Yin Xiuxuan found a corner and stood still, but after a while, several sword rainbows descended from the sky, and their momentum was stronger than the Shi surnamed monks and white-faced monks Yin Xiuxuan had seen.

The head is a mighty middle-aged man in a blue Taoist robe. According to Yi Yunzong's rules, the outer disciples have gray and black second robes, the inner disciples have green robes and plain robes, and the foundation disciples have blue robes. base monks.

A sense of coercion surged from Wei Wuzi's body, sweeping down the crowd, and the audience fell silent for an instant.Nodding his head, he was very satisfied with the effect brought about by his power, so Master Wei Wuhan said: "I am Li Wuji, the disciple of Qinglong Outer Jiaoxu Outer Sect, who is in charge, and I will preside over your initiation ceremony today!"

On the way here, Yin Xiuxuan had already learned from Zheng Tong that the disciples of the outer sect were randomly assigned to 28 camps in four directions, and there were hundreds of disciples in each camp.Yin Xiuxuan's location is Dongfangqinglongwaijiaosu, and this time there are about a hundred new disciples who share the same batch with Yin Xiuxuan.And this mighty man is Li Wuji, the Foundation Establishment cultivator who manages Jiaoxu, and he is in charge of all the affairs of the outer disciples.

After Li Wuji introduced himself, he read through the sect's regulations, and then recalled each of the disciples.

Whenever the name is read, a piece of token will fly down and pass into the disciple's hands, it is the identity token.

Naturally, Yin Xiuxuan also got a piece. The token was gray, the same color as his clothes, with "Yi Yun" written on the front, and Yin Xiuxuan's name written in ancient characters on the corner. Similar, but much more complicated, it seems very mysterious.

After the disciples received their tokens, Li Wuji drew a rune casually, and immediately, a figure in the hall shone brightly.

Li Wuji bowed respectfully to the portrait first, then turned his head and said solemnly to all the disciples: "This is Patriarch Yi Yun of our sect!"