There is a fairy tower in Baiyun's place

Hearing that Fatty is going to enter Qingyun Sect, Senior Sister Qingchi nodded and said: "Junior Brother Bai can just worry about the entrance, but the rules can't be broken, just go to Wenxin Pavilion."

"That's natural." Baiyun Tower replied.

The little fat man looked at the vast clouds and mist around the peak, and asked suspiciously: "Where is the Wenxin Pavilion?"

Qingchi smiled lazily, raised his hand and drank softly: "Scatter."

The cloud formation on Qingyu Peak dissipated temporarily, and the floating mountains of Qingyunmen appeared in front of everyone.

Although the little fat man had heard about it from his senior brother, he was still very shocked to see it with his own eyes.

Dongfang Ziyan's eyes also brightened, this cave is beyond imagination, it is really a fairy-like dwelling.

Ever since Nangong Xiaojing was pulled onto the crane's back by Senior Sister Xia, what she saw and heard was extraordinary, and her calm temperament was deeply shocked. She thought she was just going out to play with Senior Sister, but she was taken directly into the fairyland of cultivators .

Baiyun Tower pointed to a floating mountain in the distance and said to the little fat man: "That is the Wenxin Pavilion, let's go, I will take you to have a look." After speaking, he stepped on the cloud beside him.

Chapter 125 Zi Yan breaks through

Nangong Xiaojing seemed to be afraid of being pulled onto the crane's back again by Senior Sister Xia, so she quickly stepped up to Yun Duo.

Just as Xiaobai was about to spread his wings, a clear voice came out: "Xiaobai, you haven't made much progress in the past two days."

Xiaobai's two slender crane legs trembled, he quickly retracted his wings, bowed his head and stood up.

Qingchi smiled softly, a divine light popped out and entered Xiaobai's body, and Xiaobai immediately fell to the ground as if struck by lightning, trembling all over.

Xia Chaoyang couldn't bear it, he turned around and gently pulled Senior Brother Bai.

Bai Yunlou smiled and said: "This is Xiaobai's luck, let him bear the pain as much as possible, if he cultivates the transformation in the future, he will have more chances to face the catastrophe of transformation."

Hearing what his senior brother said, Xia Chaoyang nodded obediently.

Several people went to Yuntou, and Baiyun Tower sent Yuntuan to Wenxin Pavilion.

Qingchi looked at the figures of the people walking away on the cloud, and murmured: "Dongfang Ziyan, she is destined to be with Junior Brother Bai. The body of the water spirit is quite pure, so I will give you a fortune."

After finishing speaking, Qingchi raised his hand and grabbed a ball of crystal clear spiritual liquid out of thin air, poured it with a beam of divine light, and the spiritual liquid revealed a faint halo.

As soon as he raised his hand, the spiritual liquid turned into a rolling cloud and covered the sky above the Wenxin Pavilion.

Several people lowered their heads in front of the Wenxin Pavilion, the little fat man waved to them, and stepped into the Wenxin Pavilion.

Baiyunlou secretly laughed, this little fat man is straightforward.

At this moment, he suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, a cloud of mist billowed up, and in a short while, big raindrops fell down.

The rain clouds gathered so quickly, it was miraculous, Xia Zhaoyang instantly pulled up the small mirror, and channeled the true energy for his body protection.

Surprisingly, the raindrops ignored the body's infuriating energy at all, and fell directly on several people with their heads covered and their faces covered.

"Hey, this spiritual rain seems to contain a kind of dao rhyme law." Baiyunlou noticed it.

Xia Chaoyang took out a few lotus leaves casually, handed them to the small mirror to cover the rain, and held a huge lotus leaf on top of his senior brother and himself.

Just as he was about to pass a slice to Senior Sister Dongfang, Bai Yunlou reached out to stop it and waved his hand lightly.

Only then did Xia Chaoyang see Senior Sister Dongfang's eyes slightly closed, as if she had some insight, the spiritual rain fell around her and disappeared in an instant.

Glancing in the direction of Qingyu Peak, Baiyunlou seemed to have realized something, smiled slightly, took the lotus leaf from Junior Sister's hand and held it up, and led the two Junior Sisters to the side, so as not to disturb Dongfang Junior Sister's perception.

The raindrops fell on the lotus leaves, and then rolled down smoothly, like bead curtains hanging with lotus leaves.

Xia Zhaoyang leaned lightly beside his senior brother, looking at the rain scene in front of him, feeling a sense of comfort he had never experienced before, raised his eyes to look at his senior brother beside him, and couldn't help but smile.

Nangong Xiaojing at the side glanced at the two senior brothers and sisters who were tired of being together, her eyes moved slightly, thinking of the identity of Senior Sister Xia, she couldn't help but take another look at Senior Brother Bai.

The spiritual rain splashed down, and a shallow water surface formed in front of the Wenxin Pavilion. Dongfang Ziyan sat cross-legged on the surface of the water, meditating to practice and comprehend.

A light curtain flashed at the entrance of the main hall of Wenxin Pavilion, which appeared even more hazy in the spiritual rain, and the figure of the little fat man flashed out of the light curtain.

The illusion shown on the light curtain was the bottom of the lake in the misty oasis. The little fat man looked around and saw his brother and sister fell to the ground injured. Senior sister Xia was still refining the fairy with her eyes closed behind her, and the withered old man was opposite.

Maybe the withered old man left a lot of shadows in the little fat man's heart. At this time, the Yougu guest is much taller, with a ferocious face, and the power of the flaming sword that is transformed from his palm seems to have increased a lot.

The withered old man let out a loud shout, and slashed at the fallen Baiyun Tower with his huge flame knife.

The little fat man stepped forward without hesitation, crossed his arms, and used the body training technique to catch the sword light. Suddenly, the little fat man was shocked back two steps, his arms were purple.

Seeing the ferocious appearance of the haggard old man, the little fat man took another step back as if timidly.

However, when the withered old man transformed into a sword light and slashed at Senior Brother Bai again, the little fat man gritted his teeth and rushed forward again.

Looking at the long wound on his chest, the little fat man seemed to lose his fear, roared, and threw his fist at the old man.

The old man was stunned, he didn't expect that the ants in front of him would dare to resist, he raised his hand and condensed more than ten sword lights, and chopped down towards the little fat man.

This time, the little fat man ignored the sword light at all, and threw his fist in the direction of the old man's dantian.

A radiant sword glow flashed from behind the little fat man, and it first slashed at the old man's chest.

It was Baiyunlou and Dongfang Ziyan in the illusion who took the time to strike the old man, the old man's breath stagnated, more than half of the more than ten sword lights scattered, and the remaining three sword lights slashed towards the little fat man's chest.

The little fat man desperately turned his body protection formula, and punched the old man with a fist.

Before the sword light fell, the little fat man's whole body radiated brilliance, blocked the sword light, and punched Yougu Ke with a fist.

In an instant, the haggard old man was smashed to pieces with a punch, and the illusion was shattered.

On the side, Nangong Xiaojing's eyes flashed brilliantly. She never expected that the second brother, who was always meek and good-natured, would explode his true temperament sometimes.

Suddenly, Xiao Jing couldn't help turning her head to look at Senior Brother Bai at the side, and became even more curious about this mysterious Senior Senior Brother.

As if approved by the Wenxin Pavilion, the illusion did not condense again, and the light curtain disappeared. The little fat man should have gained some benefits.

After a while, I saw the little fat man walking out from the gate of Wenxin Pavilion.

The little fat man happily appeared at the door of Wenxin Pavilion, looking curiously at the heavy rain outside the eaves.

Just as she was about to make a voice inquiry, all the raindrops and water surface suddenly became quiet, and then all flowed towards Dongfang Ziyan, and finally gathered in front of Dongfang Ziyan's brows to form a crystal clear ice crystal spirit sword exuding cold air.

The rain cloud in the Wenxin Pavilion was completely empty, and the sun shone down on the Wenxin Pavilion again, making the entire suspended mountain look extraordinarily fresh.

Dongfang Ziyan picked up the ice crystal sword, stroked it lightly, and threw it casually. The ice crystal sword turned into a streamer and flew into the air. The cold air from the sword emitted an ice crystal-like tail flame, leaving a cloud-like trail in the air.

The ice crystal sword draws an arc and stops in front of them again. Dongfang Ziyan taps her toes and jumps on the ice crystal sword. Under the surprised eyes of Nangong Xiaojing and the little fat man, Yu Jian goes up into the air.

After trying the sword control method for a while, Dongfang Ziyan put away the ice crystal sword in mid-air, and slowly landed in front of several people.

Taking the first two steps up the Baiyun Building, he said with a smile: "Congratulations to the younger brothers and younger sisters who have made breakthroughs. Feiyang should have achieved great success in body training, and Ziyan has even broken through to the foundation-building stage. Congratulations."

Slightly nodding to Senior Brother Bai, Dongfang Ziyan saluted lightly in the direction of Qingyu Peak, "Thank you Senior Sister Qingchi."

The little fat man scratched his head, and said with a chuckle: "I didn't expect to reach a great achievement in body training by accident, senior brother, am I considered to have entered the Qingyun sect?"

Gently patted the little fat man's shoulder, Bai Yunlou said: "Of course, from now on, Junior Brother will be the Great Elder of Qingyun Sect, fully responsible for recruiting disciples."

"Qing Yun Sect is the most important thing. If you meet a monk with good eyesight and good heart, you can recruit them. In the future, the growth of Qing Yun Sect will depend on the younger brother."

Chapter 126 Inheritance of the Illusory Dao

Recently, the little fat man has handled various affairs of the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce quite handily, and he has some experience in observing people's hearts.

Anyway, senior brother Bai has not been the shopkeeper once or twice. Helping senior brother share some mundane affairs of Qingyun sect can also let senior brother practice with peace of mind. The little fat man did not postpone the position of elder.

Baiyunlou took out a small sapphire talisman with the words "Great Elder Qingyun" engraved on it, and handed it to the little fat man.

He smiled and said: "This is the Qingyun Sect Elder Talisman. It can not only punish and reward the disciples of the sect, but also open the Qingyun Cave. The cloud flying magic weapons near the floating mountains can also be controlled by this Talisman."

The little fat man took the small talisman with both hands very solemnly, and put it close to his body.

Now that something has happened, Baiyun Tower is going to take a few people to the Sword Qi Hall.

At this moment, Nangong Xiaojing, who had been holding the lotus leaf in a daze, shouted tightly: "Brother, I also want to enter the Qingyun Sect."

"Little sister, you have just entered Qi Condensation, won't it be dangerous to go to Wenxin Pavilion now?" asked the little fat man beside him in surprise.

Nangong Xiaojing said crisply: "Eldest brother also said that this illusion is only to test the character of the participants, and has nothing to do with cultivation."

"What Xiaojing said is pretty good." Bai Yunlou said with a smile, "If Xiaojing wants to enter the illusion, there is no problem."

"However, before entering Qingyunmen, let's get to know Qingyunmen first. Otherwise, if you enter the gate in a daze, you don't even know the past of Qingyunmen. Let's go and take you to the sword energy hall of Qingyunzi, the founder of the sect, to experience it."

After finishing speaking, Baiyun Tower drew out the Dragon Scale Sword, soared into the sky, and headed towards the Sword Qi Hall.

As soon as the crane blew, Xiaobai rushed towards him with vigorous wings, Xia Chaoyang leaped onto the crane's back, and chased after his senior brother, leaving behind a string of laughter like silver bells.

Dongfang Ziyan thought about it, took out the ice crystal sword from Yujue, floated on the flying sword, and chased after the two figures.

The little fat man summoned a magic weapon of clouds with a talisman, and led his little sister to drive the clouds in the direction where they were flying.

It was the first time for the imperial envoy to fly the magic weapon, and it was a bit jerky, but soon, the little fat man mastered the trick, and he felt as if he was flying through the clouds, and he smiled proudly at the little girl beside him.

Nangong Xiaojing couldn't help raising his forehead, his second brother, these days are too eye-catching, not only successfully stepped into the realm of cultivation, but also founded the Chaoyang Chamber of Commerce, which is in full swing.

He punched through the illusion just now, which completely overturned the previous impression of some martial idiots and naivety. The second brother seemed to be much taller in the eyes of Nangong Xiaojing.

He giggled complacently, and instantly shattered the tall image that Nangong Xiaojing had just reshaped in his heart. The second brother was indeed the same as before, and after more than half a year of practice, he still retained his true temperament.

These senior brothers and sisters are also fellows, not only have extraordinary aptitude, but they are all unrestrained, if they can practice together, the road of cultivation will definitely not be boring.

Moreover, Qingyunmen is like a fairyland in the clouds, this is the sect of self-cultivation that I yearn for.

A cloud fell in front of the main hall, and Nangong Xiaojing walked into the main hall with his second brother.

What caught the eye was a mighty sword aura hanging in the hall, the sword aura seemed to pierce through the heavens and the earth, and there were two small sword auras beside it, vaguely familiar.

Seeing the awe-inspiring sword energy, Baiyun Tower narrates about the Heavenly Demon and the ancient Qingyunmen.

Even though he had heard his senior brother talk about it before, the little fat man was still deeply shocked when he saw the life-like mighty sword.

Hearing it for a while, his blood boiled, he stepped forward a few steps, bowed to the end, and said respectfully: "Disciple Nangong Feiyang has entered the Qingyun Sect today, and he will not fall into the ambition of Qingyun, and sacrifice his life to defend the Tao."

Dongfang Ziyan also stepped forward, bowed and said: "This junior, as Qingyunmen's guest lord, is willing to work with Qingyunmen to eliminate demons and protect Taoism, even if you die, you will have no regrets."

Two strands of spiritual energy floated out. Dongfang Ziyan had been cultivating swords for a long time, and the divine energy breath directly transformed into a half-foot-sized sword energy, accompanying the original two small sword energy.

The little fat man's divine sense aura is relatively vain, floating to one side.

Baiyunlou pondered and said: "It's no wonder that most of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect in ancient times are sword cultivators. The so-called like-minded people, who practice the way of the sword together, testify to each other. The more sword spirits are cultivated, the deeper the sect's heritage."

"Feiyang, after returning to the academy, you can try to practice the way of swordsmanship. With the help of the sword spirit of the seniors, no matter the practice of swordsmanship or the comprehension of the way of swordsmanship, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort."

The little fat man nodded seriously. He had been worried that his sword comprehension was too poor so he didn't apply for swordsmanship. Now that he had this opportunity, he couldn't miss it.

After listening to Senior Brother Bai's narration, the world in Nangong Xiaojing's eyes seemed to be subverted again.

Before, I thought that I was not good at studying, that I was full of knowledge, and I was quite proud. Now it seems that this world is far more vast and dangerous than imagined.

"Stunningly talented, the pinnacle of the Mahayana, sealed the demons in the formation, defended the formation and exterminated demons for more than 3000 years." Nangong Xiaojing murmured.

With emotion, Nangong Xiaojing turned to Senior Brother Bai and said in a deep voice: "Senior brother, I have settled down in the Qingyun Sect, and my junior sister will go to the Wenxin Pavilion."

Nangong Xiaojing's face flushed slightly, looking very serious.

Baiyunlou who was looking at it nodded slightly: "Junior sister intends to enter Qingyunmen, senior brother decides, there is no need to go to Wenxin Pavilion, from now on Xiaojing will be Qingyunmen's junior sister."

"No need." Nangong Xiaojing replied crisply: "We still have to go to the Wenxin Pavilion, and the rules of Qingyunmen cannot be abolished because of me."

"Well, it's just a matter of breaking into the Wenxin Pavilion. I believe Xiaojing can easily break the illusion." Baiyunlou raised his hand to summon Yun Duo's magic weapon, and invited everyone to the Wenxin Pavilion.

Back in front of the Wenxin Pavilion, Xiaojing bowed to the senior brothers and sisters, then turned around and stepped into the illusion formation.

After a while, the light curtain at the entrance of Wenxin Pavilion flickered, revealing the figure of Nangong Xiaojing.

After a burst of cloud and mist churning, but still unable to condense out of the illusion, everyone was wondering, the cloud and mist in the illusion suddenly quieted down, and then condensed into a white smoke, piercing into Xiaojing's eyebrows.

The illusion light curtain at the entrance of the main hall trembled, shattered and disappeared.

"Oh, it turned out to be this little girl." A lazy voice came from behind, and at some point, Senior Sister Qing Chi came behind everyone.

"Senior Sister, Xiaojing will be fine. Could it be that he has received some kind of inheritance?" Bai Yunlou turned around and asked.

"Exactly." Qing Chi smiled slightly: "The phantom formation in Wenxin Pavilion was presided over by the supervisor elder in ancient times. Back then, the supervisor elder followed Qing Yunzi to the East China Sea to slay demons, and he had already made up his mind to die. The inheritance of the illusion path is left in the illusion array."

"It should be that this little girl has an excellent talent for illusion, which inspired the inheritance hidden in the depths of the illusion."

"It's great, Qingyun Sect has another young junior sister with extraordinary talent." Qingyun Sect became more and more lively, and Baiyunlou deeply felt that it was not alone.

Qing Chi sighed: "Maybe Qingyun Sect will have one more Junior Sister."

Chapter 127 Huolinger