Many mountains where many sects of practice are located are covered with fog all year round.

The mountain gate formation is hidden in it.

This is the case with the green mountains.

The same is true for Yunmeng Mountain.

The peaks here are not as steep as green mountains, but they are extremely beautiful. The cliff slopes are gentle and they are forming their own valleys.

So just like the nine peaks of the green mountains, the Zhongzhou School was divided into twelve valleys.

The white clouds flow in those valleys, quiet but not dispersed, looking beautiful but magical, it is really like a dream, or a fairyland in the fantasy of a monk.

The establishment of the Zhongzhou sect for 30,000 years is naturally a major event in the world of cultivation. Apart from Qingshan Sect and Shuiyue Temple, there is no longer a sect with such a long history in Chaotian Continent.

Such a grand event will naturally be celebrated well, so this time the Taoist meeting will be held, and the immortal talismans will be reappeared on earth.

The Xihai Sword Sect, which has no background, also knows that flying whales fall into the sea to make rain and hanging rainbows in the sky. Of course, Yunmeng Mountain will not be as bright as the world.

In the evening, stars did not appear, and a huge light curtain appeared in the sky opposite the setting sun.

There are flowing clouds in the light curtain, beautiful scenery, and extremely dreamy.

There are also corresponding arrangements in Yunmeng Mountain. For example, hundreds of thousands of peonies bloomed overnight in the Cold Food Valley, which really took away the color of the world.

Countless sword boats and cloud boats kept rising and falling in the depths of the mountains, sending monks from all over Chaotian Continent here. There are also many casual cultivators and small sects who do not have large air-controlling magic weapons, so they can only come by controlling swords or weapons, so they have to land outside the second floor of the Yunmeng Formation and then walk up the mountain.

The Zhongzhou Sect arranged deacon disciples at various mountain gates, which were specifically responsible for receiving these practitioners.

Because of the age of a certain mountain gate, few people know that there has been no monk passing by for a long time.

The deacon disciple was so bored that he was almost sleepy. He suddenly found someone coming and immediately cheered up.

"Fellow Daoist, please register."

The man wore a hat, couldn't see his face, and was wearing a white dress of ordinary style. He lifted his pen as he said, and wrote his name on the list.

The disciple looked upside down and did not recognize the two words for a while. He only felt that the fellow Taoist's name was so simple, and he had so few strokes.

"Fellow Taoist please go here. Hold this jade token, the formation will be induced and will not be blocked."

The man took the jade token and walked towards the mountains.

The disciple turned the list and was slightly stunned when he looked at the name, thinking why he was so familiar, and seemed to have heard of it somewhere.

After a moment, he suddenly remembered and opened his mouth wide.

"Ah, Aoyama Jingjiu!"

He turned around and looked at the mountain road. There was no other figure. He quickly took out the magic weapon and notified the commander in the mountain.

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In the Twelve Valleys of Yunmeng, the terrain of Yingxian Valley is the most gentle, and the sword boats of various sects who came to attend the meeting are all stopped here.

There are many roads from the valley to the top of the peak, and the roads are surrounded by thousands of years of ancient pines, which are green and lush.

It is not convenient to control swords or weapons here, otherwise the entire mountain will be filled with sword light and treasure hair, which is so chaotic.

The practitioners walked in the mountains, stopped under the pavilion, greeting people from time to time, and making a fuss.

There are very few such events in the world of cultivation, and many people have only met for many years, so naturally they will not miss such an opportunity.

There is a group of practitioners who are most eye-catching. They are wearing green clothes and walking towards the top of the peak in silence.

If elders like Yue Qianmen can be accompanied by them personally, they will naturally come from Qingshan.

After hundreds of years, the sword cultivators of Qingshan Sect appeared in Yunmeng Mountain again, and so many people came, naturally aroused a lot of discussion.

A monk asked his companions who was the leader of Qingshan this time. When he found out that Fang Jingtian and Nan Wang were coming together, he was even more surprised.

"This time Aoyama really gave enough face."

The companion shook his head and said, "This is not all. I heard that during the conference, Master Liu will be present in person."

The practitioner was puzzled and asked, "Why is this?"

As the two leaders of the righteous practice world, the relationship between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect has always been subtle or embarrassing.

When Jingyang's real person ascended to the sky, there was no one in the Zhongzhou sect, which is a clear proof.

A few years ago, when Meihuidao battled, Bai Zao, the only daughter of the head of the Zhongzhou Sect, was rescued by Qingshan disciple Jing Jiu, and the relationship between the two sides eased slightly.

But over the years, due to the throne dispute in Chaoge City, the relationship between the two sides has become tense again. Why did the Aoyama Sect suddenly release such great kindness?

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These great disciples who understand the world's general trend have a lot of feelings about the arrival of Qingshan people. For many casual cultivators and small sects, the feeling at this time is much simpler, that is, excitement and excitement - they are all rumors. They have only heard of it, and who would have thought that there would be an opportunity to see it with their own eyes in this life.

"That quiet immortal master thinks that Qingshan's first disciple crossed Nanshan!"

Someone said excitedly: "He killed seven ferocious beasts in the turbid water, and was painted on cloth by a painter in the world. Later, a box of crystal stones was photographed by Baoshuju."

"Who is Gu Han? Immortal Master Jian Ruyun is here?"

"The immortal master with a smile on his face and a close look must be the Shenmao Peak Gu Qing. As expected, as the rumors are, it naturally makes people feel like they are bathed in spring breeze."

"Immortal Master Gu Qing and Immortal Master Gu Han are brothers. The Gu family is really powerful. No wonder they have put their hands into Chaoge City over the years."

There were more and more discussions in the valley, and soon the practitioners figured out the identities and origins of these Qingshan disciples.

More and more eyes fell somewhere among the people in Qingshan.

Most practitioners are handsome and tall, but the man is a little short, more like ordinary mortals.

The person's appearance is also very ordinary, so ordinary that no matter how long you have been watching, you will forget his appearance as long as you look a little away.

If it reaches this level of normality, it is unusual.

I heard that even in the information of the roller shutter, there is no accurate description of his appearance.

The man's temperament was also very ordinary, with his eyelids drooping, he looked very impatient, and he seemed to have not woken up.

The problem is that you don’t think he is very low-key, but instead think that he is disdainful to look up at you, and he is extremely proud.

"Is this Zhuo Rusui?"

There were many soft shouts in Yingxian Valley.

People looked at the young practitioner with surprise in their eyes.

The entire Chaotian Continent knows that Zhuo Rusui is the closed disciple of the head of Qingshan.

The legendary thing is that he entered the inner gate of Qingshan and began to retreat.

No matter how the world changes, what happens to the green mountains, he is always at the top of the Sky Light Peak, and has not taken a step out of the cave for twenty years.

A few days ago, he suddenly came out of seclusion.

I heard that a rainbow appeared on the green hill that day.

Then.

Zhao royue was defeated by his sword.

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"That's Zhao royue... I really can't think of how he did it."

"Don't forget that he is also born with a Taoist seed."

Looking at Zhuo Rusui in the crowd, people kept talking.

If the glory of the Qingshan Mountains was on the Shenmo Peak and Liangwang Peak in the past few years, now as Zhuo Rusui broke through the gate, he had taken all the sights of the world.

Feeling the envious gaze that came from all around me, I smiled slightly after passing the Nanshan Mountain.

He had no objection to Shenmofeng, but the junior brother came out of seclusion in advance and did help him relieve a lot of pressure.

The next moment, he felt something was wrong, because the eyes that had originally fallen on the younger brother were all removed...

He looked along those gazes and found that people were looking at a mountain road down the cliff.

The mountain road is very old and obviously hasn't been used for a long time. The sign should be the one leading to the mountain gate.

Only those casual cultivators without flying boats will come from there, why can they attract so many people's attention?

There was a man walking on the mountain road, wearing a hat, unable to see his face, and his white clothes moved slightly, giving people a feeling of being floating in immortality, as if he was about to ride the wind the next moment.

Yes, no one knows who that person is, but how can this feeling of being free from dust and silence not move the cultivators?

Gu Qing showed a look of surprise on his face, walked out of the crowd, and met under the cliff.

Seeing this scene, some people who reacted quickly guessed who the man in white was, and then spread it.

"Is it him?"

"Is this the rumored Jing Jiu?"

"Is he really that good-looking?"

The discussion sounded, and the sound gradually rose, and there was a buzzing sound in Yingxian Valley.

Yue Qianmen frowned slightly, as if he didn't like the noise.

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face when he looked at Zhuo Rusui, and found that his junior brother was still drooping his eyelids and had no reaction.

Countless eyes fell on Jing Jiu.

Some female disciples from sects rushed to the pavilion railings, their eyes lit up.

No one looked at Zhuo Rusui again.

Jing Jiu is really famous.
To be continued...