The second generation of the most powerful saint in history

Chapter 51
The Qianji Crane was originally a magic weapon at the level of a fairy weapon, but now Dao Xun has the power of time in his body to provide energy for it, which is much faster than using blood before.

Although Jing Xin told him that it would take two days to fly, at the speed of Qianjihe, after only three or four hours, Daoxun could see a huge mountain in front of him that could not be seen at a glance, and this In a few hours, they did not know how many countries they flew over.

The mountain is green and green, surrounded by trees, and the top of the mountain seems to be in the clouds. Even if you have the best eyesight, you can't see the specific situation on the mountain. The whole mountain is surrounded by colorful clouds, just like the legendary fairy resort. From time to time, white cranes fly by.

If you get closer, you can see the specific situation on the side of the mountain a little bit. There is a main peak in the middle, and the clouds can only surround it halfway up the mountain. You can see its height. It is surrounded by three shorter peaks, but the top of the mountain is also soaring into the clouds. , It is said to be short, but in fact it is just a little short compared with the main peak.

In front of this mountain peak, people can't help but feel small, but this mountain is huge.

"Stop! This is already the foot of the mountain!" Jing Xin saw that Daoxun was manipulating the Qianji Crane without any intention of stopping, and flew directly to the top of the mountain, and hurriedly shouted at Daoxun in surprise and confusion.

"Why? Why didn't you just fly up?" Dao Xun was naturally a little puzzled, but he still slowed down Qianji Crane and asked Jing Xin.

Jing Xin was a little dumbfounded when she heard Dao Xun's question: "Aren't you a disciple of Qingyun Sect? Qingyun Sect naturally has its own sect defense formation, how could it be possible to fly up directly?" It seems a bit unreliable, did I make a wrong bet?

"Large defensive formation? It's really troublesome!" Dao Xun grinned, and said with a raised head. He naturally knew what the so-called formation was. Forget it, now he doesn't have the strength to face such a big sect , let’s go the usual way!

Thinking of this, Dao Xun drove Qianji Crane to land at the foot of the mountain.

Jing Xin followed behind Dao Xun with some trepidation, looking preoccupied.

But Dao Xun is completely different, looking at the endless stairs in front of him, shaking his head with dissatisfaction, he has to go up by himself, which already makes him very unhappy, the road still seems to be a long way away.

A bluestone staircase is like a long dragon, lying on the mountain windingly, with lush forests on both sides, a huge stone lying on one side of the bluestone staircase, with three large characters on it: Qingyunzong!

The font is free and unrestrained, with a sense of contempt for the world, worthy of being a great sect!
"Go! Climb the mountain, let's see who can climb faster!" Dao Xun raised his head, said with a big smile, and ran up the bluestone stairs.

Jing Xin looked melancholy, looking at the long staircase, which looked like a huge mouth that devoured people. Zhang Moyun's grandfather, Zhang Ze, was the deacon of the inner sect!

But at this point, she can only follow Dao Xun to the dark, Zhang Moyun is absolutely impossible to forgive her.

"Stop! Qingyun Sect is a big sect of cultivators, it's not the place for you brats to come, get the hell out of here!"

The stairs seemed to lead straight to the sky. It wasn't until they reached the top of the mountain that they saw a huge bluestone archway with the three characters of Qingyunzong on it. Under the archway, there were two young men in blue robes standing bored.

Those two men are the mountain guard disciples of the Qingyun sect. For a big sect like the Qingyun sect, face is naturally very important. Naturally, the disciples of the mountain guard cannot be randomly assigned. majesty.

Therefore, the disciples guarding the mountain were not randomly assigned, the one who made the least progress among the inner disciples every month would be sent to guard the gate for January!
And guarding the mountain gate is not a good job. You need to maintain a good image all day long, you can't walk around, you can't talk casually, it can be said to be boring, and it is undoubtedly a torment.

The same is true of the two mountain guard disciples, seeing Dao Xun a little out of breath, bouncing and rushing straight towards the mountain gate, their eyes lit up, it's time to have fun!

This Qingyun Sect is the second sect in the Eastern Desolation. Naturally, countless young people dream of entering the Qingyun Sect to practice one day, which is no less than flying on a branch and becoming a phoenix.

However, there are always a small number of geniuses in the world. Some people who fail in the selection will always have a little bit of reluctance. They want to come to Qingyunzong to try their luck. Enter Qing Yunzong to practice.

At this time, the two disciples guarding the mountain obviously regarded Dao Xun as this kind of person, so they yelled at Dao Xun.

Moreover, those two people are cultivators after all, and they are still disciples of the inner sect, at least they have the cultivation base of Jindan. This loud roar is not just a simple sentence, but also contains powerful spiritual power, like a hurricane blowing towards Dao Xun go.

This is the joy in the eyes of those Shoushan disciples. Seeing those youths who have no talent but try to worship Qingyun Sect, struggling helplessly under their own hands, can make them feel their own superiority, which is an adjustment to the boring life of Shoushan.

However, this time, they found the wrong trouble!
"The watchdog is so fierce? It is worthy of being a great sect!" Dao Xun frowned, and said loudly, the power of time around him changed under his control, and the gust of wind just disappeared out of thin air.

"Watchdog? Kid! You're looking for death!" The two disciples who guarded the mountain were waiting to see Dao Xun being blown over by the wind and rolling down the stairs in a panic, but they didn't expect this to happen, instead they did. Daoxun's cursing was instantly like a powder keg being set on fire, and he roared at Daoxun furiously, without thinking about why the hurricane just disappeared like that.

"Hey, this watchdog is not only fierce, but also violent. This is not good. Since it is a watchdog, you have to be a docile puppy. Do you want me to teach you?"

Being attacked by these two ignorant guys as soon as he arrived, Dao Xun naturally couldn't be in a better mood, raised his brows, and said with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Hmph! Where did you come from, a kid who doesn't know what to do? Now that you know Qing Yunzong is a big sect, you dare to act presumptuously outside the sect! Let me teach you a lesson first!"

Seeing Dao Xun's provocation, the two mountain guard disciples couldn't bear it anymore. There were two crisp sounds, a long sword appeared in their hands, and they made a sword strike. Come on.

However, these two mountain guard disciples are only around the late Jindan period, while Dao Xun's cultivation is comparable to that of the Nascent Soul stage, and what he cultivates is the power of time, which is much stronger than the ordinary Nascent Soul stage. The two disciples guarding the mountain paid attention to it.

(End of this chapter)