Chen Fan laughed and looked at Meng Hao, his heart filled with joy. He and Meng Hao turned into two rainbows and headed straight ahead for the Yi Sword Sect's people.

When the middle-aged man named Li saw Meng Hao next to Chen Fan, he frowned.

"My junior brother has an old relationship with my master, and I want to visit him, so I asked him to go back with me." As he approached, Chen Fan calmly explained, then he pulled Meng Hao and whispered.

The middle-aged man surnamed Li was speechless, turned around and turned into a rainbow, and the group of people flew away.

"Little junior brother, after arriving at Yijian Sect, I will beg Master to accept you as a disciple. By then, we will also be brothers in Yijian Sect.

This matter should be about the same. I have never asked my master for anything. This time, he will most likely agree, but I guess I will only accept you as a registered disciple, but he is a Nascent Soul cultivation base, even if it is

A registered disciple is enough to have a sufficient status in the Yi Sword Sect." Chen Fan whispered, obviously trying every means to pave the way for Meng Hao's future.

"Senior brother, I have some plans for this matter, so I won't use it for the time being." Meng Hao hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

"Junior brother!" Chen Fan's expression immediately became serious.

"I know that you don't want to join the sect anymore. Just like me back then, you only want to be in the sect all your life, but... we monks, the sect is the foundation, especially in the Southern Territory, people without sects are casual cultivators, whether they are

In terms of practice and development, it was difficult to make progress, and the years were wasted. In the end, it was all in vain.

You listen to me on this matter, Yijian Sect is the number one sect in the southern region and has a profound Tao Yun, and it is the place where we can grow up."

Meng Hao was silent.

Along the way, Chen Fan continued to persuade and reason, until at noon the next day, Meng Hao could see the Yi Jian Sect's mountain gate in the distance. He sighed secretly and nodded.

Only then did Chen Fan smile again. He looked at Meng Hao with a gentle expression, more like the eyes of an elder looking at a younger generation. Although he was not much older than Meng Hao, in his eyes, Meng Hao was still the same as before.

The little scholar going up the mountain.

Yi Jian Sect stands on the mountain in the sky and on the earth. This mountain is so big that it can be seen from a distance and is a hundred times larger than ordinary mountains. It is the number one mountain in the Southern Territory!

Its name is a mountain!

On top of this mountain, the sky is like a mirror. There is actually a mountain that is exactly like it floating up and hanging upside down in the sky. From a distance, these two mountains are like sands fighting at the same time, which makes everyone see it for the first time.

People will be shocked.

This second mountain is called Yi Zong Mountain!

These two mountains are so big that you can only vaguely see the end of them. These are the largest mountains that Meng Hao has ever seen in his life. Even if he looks at them from a distance, he can't help but be shocked.

If it were just two mountains, that would be enough, but... in the middle of these two mountains, there is an indescribable sword, which directly penetrates the two mountains and pierces the earth!

The location of the sword hilt can be seen in the distance on the Sky Mountain.

The surrounding rays of light make this place look like the realm of the Sword Immortal.

Meng Hao took a deep breath. He had seen the Qingluo Sect, and now he saw the Yijian Sect. These two sects were both major sects in the Southern Region. The Qingluo Sect was so powerful that the intimidation it generated made people worship them.

The Yijian Sect is extremely domineering. Its mountain gate is not worshiped, but can only be respected!

"I wonder what the other sects are like..." Meng Hao looked at the Yi Jian Sect in the distance and murmured in his heart.

The group of people moved very quickly, and in an instant they were approaching the mountain outside the Yijian Sect. When they stepped into the colorful place, the middle-aged man surnamed Li in front turned back and looked at Meng Hao coldly, snorted coldly, and then proudly

Stepping inside, the figure disappeared in an instant.

Meng Hao glanced at the other party indifferently. In his opinion, this person was someone who couldn't tell the difference between the situation. If Chen Fan hadn't stopped him that day, if Meng Hao had taken action, the middle-aged man surnamed Li in the late stage of foundation building would have been killed or injured.

It depends on Meng Hao's mood.

"Don't worry. Once Master accepts you as a registered disciple, Senior Brother Li won't dare to touch you at all." Chen Fan thought Meng Hao was worried, so he comforted him with a smile. He led Meng Hao into the Huacai and took out a

A jade slip, this jade slip instantly emitted light, surrounding him and Meng Hao, and disappeared in a flash.

When he appeared, he was already at the foot of a mountain, where birds were singing, flowers were fragrant, streams were flowing, and there were many outer disciples of the Yi Jian Sect. When they saw Chen Fan, they all immediately clasped their fists and bowed to him, with extremely respectful expressions.

"Junior brother, wait for me here. I will go to see the elders first, and then go to see the master. I will come back around night. You can rest here, or you can go out for a walk, but don't go too far. Wait for me to come back.

After that, we have a long talk all night long." Chen Fan took Meng Hao to the outside of an attic courtyard, smiled, patted Meng Hao on the shoulder, turned around and left in the shape of a rainbow.

Meng Hao watched Chen Fan go away, then looked around, then he opened the door to the courtyard and walked into the attic. This place was very elegant, not luxurious, but there was a sense of elegance everywhere, especially since there were many other things in the attic.

Scroll, Meng Hao sat cross-legged, took out an ancient book, and flipped through it.

After a while, he put down the ancient scroll and looked thoughtful.

"Do you really want to join the Yi Sword Sect..." Meng Hao frowned slightly. This place was not his first choice, and now the Qingluo Sect will definitely give up on the matter of Pi Jiang. Joining the Yi Sword Sect is also a very good choice.

good choice

"But I am more inclined to join the Purple Luck Sect and learn the art of Purple Qi from the East..." Meng Hao's eyes flashed. He was obsessed with the Purple Luck Sect. In addition to detoxification, there is another reason.

That is the technique of purple energy coming from the east. This technique can form purple pills, and purple pills are the ultimate form of pill formation.

"And I need to learn how to refine elixirs. I can't borrow the hands of others every time I refine elixirs, especially the perfect golden elixir..." Meng Hao thought thoughtfully, time slowly passed, and soon it was dusk.

, the sun fell in from the outside, Meng Hao took a deep breath, and seeing that Chen Fan had not returned yet, he simply walked out of the attic and looked up at a mountain in the yard.

It was sunset now, and the dusk sunlight fell on a mountain, making the mountain seem hazy in his eyes. Waves of mist seemed to appear faintly. Meng Hao stared at it, but as he watched, his eyes suddenly shrank.

I saw on that mountain, in the setting sun, a woman wearing a long green dress, walking out from the top of the mountain, as if coming down the mountain.

The appearance of this woman made this hazy world seem to suddenly become clear, and at this moment, waves of worship came from all around.

"It's Senior Sister Shanling!"

"It's Senior Sister Shanling. Today is the evening of the ninth day of every month, which is when she goes down the mountain to collect dew..."

"Meet Senior Sister Shanling..."

Voices from the outside gradually came out. Meng Hao looked at the woman walking down from the top of the mountain, and his heart was shocked. Because at this moment, the ancient demon-sealing jade in his Qiankun Bag once again heard the sound that was echoing in his mind.

sound.

"The stone on the ninth mountain is the mountain that falls into the world and transforms into a path. This mountain has a spirit. Its spirit is like a demon. Its meaning does not exist in the world. If you encounter... if you do good deeds, it will be enlightened, if you do evil deeds, it will be destroyed. You can

It’s up to you to consider.”

When this voice echoed, Meng Hao fell silent, and his mind gradually calmed down. He had become somewhat accustomed to the strangeness of the ancient demon-sealing jade. When he looked at the woman who was walking down at this moment, Meng Hao's eyes showed a strange light.

At this moment, many monks flew up and bowed to the woman in mid-air with very respectful words. Among them was a middle-aged man named Li, who actually appeared in mid-air and bowed very politely.

The moment Meng Hao looked at the woman, the woman walked up in mid-air, her figure paused slightly, her eyes revealed a sharp light, and she also landed on Meng Hao.

The two looked at each other for a moment, and stared at each other for a few seconds. The woman frowned slightly, withdrew her gaze, and walked toward the distance under the admiration of everyone. Although she was far away, the middle-aged man named Li in the air was

Before, he noticed the glances between Meng Hao and this woman.

He also saw the mountain spirit's frown. He turned around and his eyes fell on Meng Hao. He snorted coldly and instantly turned into a rainbow, heading straight for Meng Hao.

His movement immediately attracted the attention of other Yijian Sect disciples around him. In the blink of an eye, the middle-aged man named Li appeared in mid-air in the courtyard where Meng Hao was, his eyes showing a cold light when he lowered his head.

"It's you again!"

"First you overestimate your capabilities, and then you disrespect me, the Shanling Junior Sister of the Yijian Sect. What are your intentions?" The cold voice of the middle-aged man surnamed Li immediately made many disciples around him look at Meng Hao.

"Who is this person?"

"It looks strange, I have never seen it before..."

"I remember this person was a visitor brought by Senior Brother Chen Fan at noon, but why did Senior Brother Li treat this person like this?"

Meng Hao looked calm and raised his head to glance at the middle-aged man named Li who looked arrogant in the air.

"What do you mean by these words?" Meng Hao said calmly.

"No matter what your intentions are, this is the Yijian Sect. Since you are like this, maybe Li will have to teach you a lesson on behalf of your senior brother." This middle-aged man surnamed Li is obviously not the same as Meng Hao, who seems to be in the middle stage of foundation building.

What's the point? He didn't have a good impression of Meng Hao before, and the frown from the mountain spirit before made him even more unhappy with Meng Hao. At this moment, his right hand was raised while speaking, and when he lowered it, he raised his hand in the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

The perfect cultivation suddenly exploded.

"It's inexplicable." When Meng Hao said coldly, the middle-aged man surnamed Li had already lowered his right hand in mid-air. When a breath of foundation-building perfection spread throughout the air, the phantom of a big sword instantly appeared and moved towards Meng Hao in mid-air.

There, it will be cut off in an instant.

A cold light flashed in Meng Hao's eyes, and he raised his right hand. He didn't have a good impression of this middle-aged man at first, but the moment the two of them were on the verge of a fight, a small black sword roared from a distance, and in an instant

I met Jian Ying, a middle-aged man named Li.

With a bang, the sword shadow collapsed. When the middle-aged man named Li's face darkened, Chen Fan had transformed into a rainbow and came galloping towards him.

"Senior Brother Li, how many times have you brought trouble to my junior brother in San Francisco? Do you really think that you can just rely on your fake elixir cultivation to not give face to Chen? No matter what, Chen is also one of the Seven Sons of One Sword, and you... again

What is it!"

The fourth update breaks out and I draw a sword for you. Is there a monthly ticket? Is there a monthly ticket? Ergen longs for a monthly ticket of over 10,000, and longs for a sword worth over 10,000. He will go crazy for ten more bloody battles!!!
Chapter completed!