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"This is where the sect is. If you look carefully, you can't run around in some places!"

Jin Hu's buzzing sound rang in Liu Changsheng's ears like thunder.

"This huge mountain of thousands of feet is called Tianzhu Peak. It is the residence of the real person in charge and the genius disciples in the mountain gate. You cannot trespass on weekdays without being summoned!"

"The thirteen peaks on the left are the Qinglong Hall area. The tallest Qinglong Peak is the place where the master of Qinglong Hall practices, and you are not allowed to enter at will on weekdays!"

"The eleven peaks over there are the territory of Xuanwu Hall!"

"The back of Tianzhu Peak is Zhuque Hall, where there is a Earth Fire Spirit Vein, which is suitable for refining weapons!"

"The east side of this big lake is the territory of Tianying Hall!"

"Linghe, the second deacon, has many disciples, and most of the shared facilities within the sect are built in the territories of these two churches. The places you need to deal with on weekdays are all in this area!"

"It's a sect market, and some cultivation materials can be obtained in the market!"

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Jin Hu walked forward and patiently explained to Liu Changsheng.

The other disciples saw Jin Hu Wei'an's figure from afar and stood solemnly on one side. After the two of them passed, they were careful to do their own things.

Some disciples heard Jin Hu's words and saw Liu Changsheng's appearance clearly. They realized that Liu Changsheng had no magic power in his body. They couldn't help but guess secretly. Could it be that this young man is a descendant of the Zixing Elder in the Heavenly Master Mansion? Some people even secretly guessed that Liu Changsheng was Jin Hu's illegitimate son in the mortal world?

With the arrogant and cold personality of the Lord Jin Hu Hall, he seems to not favor an ordinary boy without a trace of magic power, nor will he accompany him personally.

"This is the territory of my White Tiger Hall. There are 17 peaks, one hall master, three elders, and eight hundred and sixty disciples. From now on, you will be the 861st disciple of my White Tiger Hall. I don't want you to be as aggressive as the gang of waste from the four outer halls!"

Jin Hu pointed to a large undulating mountain range on the west side of Tianzhu Peak and said to Liu Changsheng.

This mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, with countless peaks of all sizes, lush trees, clouds and mist, gurgling streams, and the sound of apes and beasts cries endlessly. From time to time, a few harsh and high-pitched beast roars came from the sea of ​​fog, which seemed to contain countless dangers!

As for the "mountain" mentioned in Jin Hu's mouth, they refer to peaks above a thousand feet, and peaks below a thousand feet are all "small hills" in his eyes. Liu Changsheng has long understood this.

Compared with the Qinglong, Xuanwu Hall, and the Baihu Hall, the forests belonging to the mountain range, the trees are even taller, and even the stones on the seventeen peaks are gray-black, steep and solemn.

There are tens of thousands of disciples in Baihe and Deacon, while there are only more than 800 disciples in Baihu Temple. Perhaps because the number of disciples is too small, the palaces above the seventeen peaks are sparse, and many of them are not even the shadow of caves. Even the prohibited spiritual light above the seventeen thousand-foot peaks is much weaker than the area where Baihe Hall is located.

The golden clouds supported Jin Hu, Liu Changsheng and the others headed straight to the highest mountain. From a distance, the mountain was shaped like a tiger sitting on the ground.

"This is the Huju Peak, the Baihu Hall station. I usually go to rest here!"

Jin Hu said bluntly.

Liu Changsheng has become accustomed to his way of speaking, and does not speak, but just keep it in his heart.

Tianzhu Peak, the eight internal and external halls, are places that are not allowed to trek in. As for other places, Jin Hu didn't say anything, probably he could go and see the scenery. Liu Changsheng made up his mind to walk around this fairyland when he could control his weapon and fly.

The Daimei Mountains are 100,000 miles long, centered on Tianzhu Peak. The eight halls inside and outside occupy an area within a diameter of ten thousand miles. The farthest ones between the halls are thousands of miles apart. If you cannot control magic weapons and fly, you will walk with your feet like a mortal. From the White Tiger Hall to the Linghe Hall, you may not be able to reach it if you walk for a few years.

The distance of tens of thousands of miles is not long for Jin Hu, the six-star master who is at the peak of the late stage of the Jindan stage.

As we walked along the way, before we knew it, the figures of the two had arrived in front of Huju Peak.

Jin Hu waved his sleeves casually, and the golden clouds under his feet shattered. The figures of the two flew lightly like leaves and fell in front of a grand hall in the middle of the mountain.

The walls of the hall, dozens of feet tall, were clearly made of white jade, and the roof of the hall with flying eaves and brackets was golden. I don’t know what material the golden glazed tiles were made of. They were full of shiny and beautiful, with light golden spiritual patterns flowing on the exterior wall of the hall.

The square in front of the hall is about a hundred feet wide, and a majestic white tiger stone sculpture lies in the center of the square. It is about six feet high and is lifelike. A pair of dark red pupils as big as a lantern, even emits a cold light.

Liu Changsheng couldn't help but stare at the white tiger stone sculpture and glanced at it for a few more times.

"Ao!"

A low and majestic tiger roar came from the depths of the hall, and followed by a heart-pounding fear pressure.

A strong wind blew out of nowhere on the main hall square. Liu Changsheng felt cold on his spine, his hair stood up, his skin and cheeks were stinging like a knife cut, and his shoulders were as heavy as a mountain.

Hearing the tiger's roar, Jin Hu couldn't help but frowned slightly, then looked at the blue cloth bag on Liu Changsheng's back and muttered to himself: "Strange, can Chi'er notice the aura of monsters contained in this treasure?"

The voice was low and he couldn't hear it, but Liu Changsheng was stunned and didn't understand what Jin Hu's words meant.

"Ao!"

The second tiger roar sounded again, and Liu Changsheng felt the blood in his body boiling, and his ears buzzed. A sharp murderous intent that seemed to be solid was coming to his face, hitting his body, his feet became weak, and his heart was beating inexplicably, and he couldn't help but retreat.

"Okay, shut up!"

Jin Hu suddenly shouted fiercely.

The strong wind on the square suddenly stopped, and the terrifying pressure and fierce murderous intent that were hit like a squid face disappeared.

Liu Changsheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

On both sides of the hall, there was a young man in blue robe standing.

When the tiger roar sounded, the two of them looked panicked and hesitant, and then they looked at Jin Hu and Liu Changsheng at the same time.

The two of them were very uncomfortable when they had not heard the whistle of the tiger for at least half a year.

"This is your junior brother Liu Changsheng. Take him down to rest first. In three days, take him to the White Tiger Palace to see me!"

Before the two young men in blue robe came forward to salute, Jin Hu had already spoken directly, and even Liu Changsheng had made arrangements.

After saying that, he didn't even look at the two young men in blue robe at first glance and quickly walked into the hall.

The tiger roar just now was very unusual, and Jin Hu was deeply surprised.

In the past six months, this tiger beast was practicing in seclusion in the cave, and seemed to have realized the mystery of the great way. It was only one step away from advancing to the next level. At this moment, a roar suddenly occurred. Could it be that something went wrong with this tiger beast in its cultivation? Or was it that he was shocked by the magic weapon short stick of the blood lion Chiyun?

This tiger beast is a natal spirit beast that Jin Hu has been tamed for more than a hundred years. He is concerned about it and he doesn't have to worry about Liu Changsheng for the time being.

The two closed doors seemed to be spiritual. When Jin Hu approached, the light and shadow flashed, there was no wind to open itself.

When Jin Hu walked into the hall, the two hall doors slowly closed.

The two young men in blue robe in front of the hall gate knew Jin Hu's nature well. Except for when Jin Hu passed by the hall gate, they bowed and bowed and said nothing.

Until the gate of the hall was closed, the two looked at each other and looked at Liu Changsheng standing under the steps of the hall.

These two young men were both twenty-five or twenty-six years old. The young man on the left was thin and had a white face without beard. There was a blood-red cinnabar mole the size of a mung bean between the left eyebrows, with a shrewd look; the young man on the right was eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, dark skin, but he looked honest and honest.

"Junior Brother Liu, right? Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk, you can become my White Tiger Council disciple as soon as you get started. It seems that my junior brother must be talented. I hope my junior brother will support him in the future!"

The white-faced man said with a smile, and ran down the stone steps in front of the hall, pulling one of Liu Changsheng's arm intimately, looking left and right, his eyes shiny, as if he was identifying a treasure.

"In the Xia Zhangfeng, this is junior brother Zhao Yong. By the way, where is Junior Brother Liu from?"

This white-faced man Zhang Feng's natural familiarity is simply a copy of Bai Heming.

Facing the two Silver Star Heavenly Masters, Liu Changsheng's pressure was reduced. He imitated the appearance of the various Heavenly Masters, bowed to each other and said, "My younger brother Liu Changsheng, a native of Dongping Prefecture, the Eastern Wu Kingdom, please take care of the two senior brothers in the future!"

"The Eastern Wu Kingdom? I'm not very familiar with it! By the way, Junior Brother Zhao, is there any family of immortal cultivation in the Eastern Wu Kingdom?"

"This... I don't know much about it. Junior Brother Liu, are you born in the Immortal Cultivation Family of the Eastern Wu Kingdom?"

While speaking, the three of them walked out of the square in front of the hall and walked down a long ladder.

This ladder is built according to the mountain, passing by the White Tiger Hall, reaching the top of the mountain, and going down to the sea of ​​fog at the foot of the mountain. At first glance, I don’t know how many stone steps there are. Many places are straight and steep, with cliffs on both sides. If these two people were not protected by their side, Liu Changsheng would probably not have the courage to climb such a ladder.

After going down hundreds of steps, I walked along another bluestone path connected to the ladder and came to another flat small square. The square was only about ten feet long and wide, and it opened directly on the edge of the cliff. Half of the square floated outside the cliff. There were no stone railings on the edge of the square. Standing on the square, you could see the mountains from afar. The stone walls at the foot were steep and straight, and the white fog was churning. Just looking at the sea of ​​fog under my feet, Liu Changsheng was already dizzy and his heart was pounding.
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