The name of the small mountain gate sounds ordinary, but it is the second martial art of the small world.
It's just the second one, but it must have its appearance. Fifty years ago, the Xiaoshan Gate was the number one sect in the entire cultivation world, but now even the Lingyang Sect, even the fifth and sixth sect, dare not provoke.
In the Ten Martial Arts United Grand Tournament, the small mountain gate has lost five times in a row, and each time it ceded the resources it possessed.
Step back, step by step, generation is weak, generation is weak!
The reason why he can barely maintain his second position is because of the Xuanshan ancestors.
The ancestor of Xuanshan can be said to be a peerless arrogant who suppressed an era in the realm of comprehension. Now that the cultivation base is topped by the golden core, the ancestor of Xuanshan has reached the half-step Yuanying with his supreme talent.
A very strange half-infant and half-pill. At that moment, the whole world shuddered, and there was even a vision of colorful clouds in the sky. It seemed that even the world had the will to celebrate the only Nascent Infant in these five hundred years.
Almost all the forces in the realm of cultivation, whether they are enemies or allies, are moved at this moment. Even if they are deeply jealous, they are eager to hope that the ancestor Xuanshan can succeed.
Because this means that the Nascent Soul is no longer just a legend, the next step of the golden core is visible, rather than aging gradually and uncontrollably toward death during the cultivation stage.
However, the Yuan Ying of Xuanshan had just condensed halfway, and the rich aura suddenly dissipated, as if the aura of the whole world had been sucked out, but could not be supplemented, the colorful clouds in the sky also suddenly disappeared.
The realm of comprehension is like being cursed, so that they can only be trapped in the golden core forever, no moment, it is more desperate than seeing the auspicious clouds dissipate and the spiritual energy dry up.
Xuanshan didn't believe it, their cultivation world was really cursed. If he didn't believe that he would not be able to form a Nascent Infant in his life, if Heaven really didn't want people to live forever, why should a monk be born with spiritual roots.
Xuanshan chose the must-dead pass, and the Yuan Ying could not be released.
Fifty years have passed, and there is no news of Xuanshan’s retreat, and the small mountain gate that was flourishing in the past has gradually declined.
In the next five years, there will be no movement in Xuanshan, and other sects will no longer be afraid of this so-called ancestor. The small mountain gate will fall to the end of the ten major sects, and eventually it will even become like the fairy sect and be bullied.
However, the fairy gate has risen, but... where is his hope for the small mountain gate?
The head of the small mountain sect was sitting on the seat of the conference hall, leaning over to look at the elders and the four core disciples of the martial arts, and there was an unspeakable grief in his heart, complicated and unspeakable.
"Head, please make a decision quickly," the great elder propped up the trembling sick body, half-kneeled, he is already very old, the 400-year-old Jin Dan can be said to have almost reached the end of his life, as a strong man in the past. The scenery is no longer there, even the face is covered with wrinkles, and he can no longer use his cultivation base to maintain his youth. "My old bone can still be the last one for the martial art."
The elder's eyes flashed with determination, "Please realize the last dream of the old man, let me die, let me die on the battlefield of the sect, instead of shrinking to death, watching the small mountain gate a little bit decline."
The last words of the great elder touched everyone present. The people who were hesitant to decide also knelt down with the great elder and pleaded with the head: "We, I wish to fight and die for the small mountain gate."
The news of the Fairy Spirit Gate has been secretly passed back to the Lingyang Gate by the Qingling Gate. The Xiaoshan Gate is located between the two fortresses. The army of the Fairy Spirit Gate must pass by if they want to arrive. , Will definitely cause heavy damage to the fairy gate!
Compared with the well-trained army of monks at the Lingyang Gate, the Xiaoshan Gate is good at assassination. The techniques of the Xiaoshan Gate are also more suitable for walking in the dark. This is why in the broad daylight, the Xiaoshan Gate always No advantage.
The Lingyang Gate, for this cost a huge price, as long as the Xiaoshan Gate is willing to set up an ambush on the way, the Lingyang Gate will offer three spirit mines.
Three spirit mines!
Enough to cultivate eight more core disciples for the small mountain sect, and eight hopes to form a pill!
Today's small mountain gate, including the leader himself, has a total of only four gold cores. Among them, the great elder with the highest cultivation level is still very old and will not easily make a move, because every move is a life drain.
And the small mountain gate can't afford it.
Not only that, but Lingyangmen also promised to entrust the method of combat training and training to the small mountain gate.
The messenger of the Lingyang Gate said: "Venerable Xiaoshanmen, my sincerity is beyond doubt. The immortal gate army is already gathering. If you don’t make a decision, there will be no chance. And, you know, the current head of the immortal gate The door, I don’t know where it came from. I don’t know if it’s an evil cultivator from the Ten Faction Alliance. Their so-called big brother killed five thousand foundation-building qi-refining cultivators alone. This is really something that can be done during the foundation-building period. Has it arrived? Is it credible to be able to kill people like this, saying that people do not offend me and I do not offend people?"
"The Treading Moon Sect does indeed have hatred with the Xianling Sect, but that is the hatred of the Xianling Sect. What's the matter with the master and servant of Guan Chu, would you help a weaker sect to get revenge for no reason? It's just an excuse. He wants to get rid of other schools through the hands of the fairy sect. This is his real goal."
"The lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Now it is the Moon Sect, the Lingyang Sect, and the next one is not the small mountain gate! In the past, I waited for the sects to fight for rankings, although there were frictions, but no matter what, they would leave a thread for each other and leave the Taoism. It won’t really break the inheritance. But what about the fairy sect, facing the Tayue Sect, the entire sect is erased.” At this point, the messenger’s face was full of sorrow, “The head is to make the small mountain gate grow stronger. It’s all up to you to become the veritable second sect or to make the Xuanshan ancestor’s sect become history."
Everyone in the cultivation world knows that the contemporary head of the small mountain gate was originally just a furnace, but was bought by the old ancestor Xuanshan. After the purchase, the old ancestor Xuanshan taught him dignity and taught him the way to govern people.
It even made him a golden core monk, the golden core who stood at the top of the realm of comprehension, recreated by Entong.
In any case, the head of the small mountain gate must guard the small mountain gate and the inheritance of the Xuanshan ancestors.
Originally, there was still fear of the fairy gate, and he refused to drip this muddy water. At this moment, the head was completely shaken.
The envoy of the Lingyang Gate continued his efforts and said: "The small mountain gate depends on Gu Yu and Zhanzhou. The Zhanzhou needs the golden core monks to control it. There is no golden core except the head of the entire fairy gate. The most important thing is Yes, the nobility is good at assassination. If you can kill Gu Yu, the fairy gate will be a mess."
The head was thoroughly persuaded, gritted his teeth and said: "In this case, in order to be foolproof, let me end Gu Yu's life, but the Lingyang Gate needs to pay five spiritual mines."
The messenger said: "Good!"
This time Chu Wuqing still didn't go out, but just handed three drops of blood to Gu Yu, letting Gu Yu use the power of his blood to manipulate and call back the warship.
Chu Wuqing was meditating in the ancestral peak. He had just built the foundation. It was when his cultivation base was the most unstable, he was attacked by Chu Yunshu and had to consolidate his cultivation base.
However, less than half an hour after the army had set off, Chu Wuqing felt a tight heart. Then, a monk covered in blood climbed up to the Zu Peak tremblingly, and he was one of the monks who built the foundation last time.
"Big brother, I was ambushed by the small gate, Gu Yu-sama was seriously injured, and the situation is not good."
Xiaoshanmen is good at assassinations. It is not just a matter of words. Xuanshan is such a stunning and brilliant generation. If it is not trapped in the small world, he will definitely become the top genius of various factions and ask immortals.
The head of the hill assassinated with Jindan's perfect cultivation base, almost like a skynet, it is difficult to escape.
The Lingyang Gate dispatched a team for the Xiaoshan Gate to mobilize. Everyone in this team made a death oath, and the war was over and they belonged to the Xiaoshan Gate.
The seriously injured Gu Yu hid with the concealment circle, but the head of the small mountain gate was not in a hurry. The seriously injured Gu Yu did not have any high-ranking monks to heal his injuries. He could almost be called dying. thing.
The head of the small mountain sect even deliberately let go of Gu Yu several times, just like a cat catching a mouse. Such Gu Yu has no way to issue orders, but it can affect the mind of the fairy sect.
Their coach was teased, but they were helpless and their morale weakened a little bit.
The messenger couldn't help but reminded: "Master, kill Gu Yu quickly, right? Although this kind of teasing can shake the spirit of the fairy gate army, it will change at night."
The head of the small mountain gate closed his eyes, "What I want is change." The closed eyes were filled with grief that was difficult to hide, but he had to pretend that nothing happened.
Hanging out Chu Wuqing with Gu Yu, and dealing with the golden core leader, the great elder who has been hiding in the air without showing up can kill Chu Wuqing by self-destruction!
In this way, even the corpse-refining puppet could not be protected.
The monks and the two deacons who stayed at the Fairy Spirit Gate changed their faces when they heard the news that Gu Yu was seriously injured, and they looked at Chu Wuqing in unison.
Everyone thought that Chu Wuqing would be angry and panic, and would immediately summon Master Chu You to avenge Gu Yu.
But Chu Wuqing's complexion did not change the slightest, and even laughed, and whispered: "The small mountain gate?" His long fingers knocked on his knees casually, and said to the corpse puppet: "Xiaohong, we Go and see." After speaking, he stepped on the flying boat and disappeared into the sky.
However, the direction of disappearance is not the battlefield that everyone thinks.
Chu Wuqing's flying boat only relied on the spirit stone to start at the refining period, and it was extremely fast. Now that it builds the foundation and launches it with all its strength, it is even more so.
But in half a cup of tea, Chu Wuqing arrived in front of the Shanmen Gate.
Unlike other sects of mountain gates as solemn and gorgeous as possible, the mountain gate of the small mountain gate is full of primitive simplicity, and the materials used are even ordinary first-grade spirit wood, even the mountain gate before the fairy gate far exceeds it.
The plaque on the gate is not a small mountain gate, but the title of its ancestor, Xuanshan.
The word “Xuanshan” spreads great power, making this supposedly simple mountain gate even more solemn and taller than those heavily built, full of the vicissitudes of time.
It seems that this is not a sect of mountain gate, but an ancient gate.
Chu Wuqing's eyes narrowed, even if it was him, he was amazed at the talent of the ancestor Xuanshan.
Chu Wuqing's arrival caused the gatekeeper who was a little sleepy to startle, almost thinking that his eyes were blurred, but when he reached out his hand to beat the dozing companion next to him, the companion opened his eyes in shock and murmured. : "Did I see the real god?"
The stunning beauty in front of me is a real person, not an illusion.
"Wake up soon, someone is visiting." The disciples who guarded the gate finally woke up. One of them looked at Chu Wuqing, almost obsessed. Just when his companion thought he needed to beat him again, this humane said: "I heard, fairy This generation of elder brothers from Lingmen has a beautiful appearance that can be described in words. I didn't believe it before. There are such people in the world, but now I know that there are people who are more beautiful than the rumored Chu Wuqing."
This person's words shocked the hearts of all the gatekeepers. The first sober disciple hurriedly said: "What is more beautiful than the rumored Chu Wuqing, this is clearly Chu Wuqing, he is here to take my life. "
With the power of one person, no one is not afraid of killing five thousand Qi-refining cultivators, and below the golden core of the entire cultivation world.
Everyone came back to their senses, and the surprise immediately dissipated in the panic of death, but no one backed away, but quickly formed a magic circle, sending out a signal: "Elder Yuan, Chu Wuqing is here. Commit!"
The elder Yuan was the last Jindan monk who stayed at the small mountain gate.
The signal was sent towards the back mountain, and the mountain protection formation was about to open immediately, and the anger of the remaining disciples was finally relieved.
Chu Wuqing lightly raised his hand, and a killing sword aura burst out from his fingertips, but in an instant, the signal was cut off sharply.
The gatekeeper disciples finally got relieved and were blocked again. At this moment, Chu Wuqing got off the flying boat.
Beauty is headed, getting closer, but everyone does not have the slightest sense of happiness, on the contrary, they are getting more and more afraid. When Chu Wuqing was only one step away from them, the only female disciple had her knees weakened and she was suddenly paralyzed. Fell to the ground.
Chu Wuqing laughed and said, "Don't be afraid, although your small mountain sect killed my immortal spirit sect disciple, but I have come to retaliate with virtue and give you a great good fortune." Chu Wuqing slightly lighted his body, stretched out his hand, and pulled up paralyzed The disciple sitting on the ground had a spring-like smile on his lips.
The sound was so beautiful that the paralyzed disciple had never heard it, as if the fairy music came from the sky, clearly unattainable, but it rang so close in the ear, "Tell me, where is your ancestor in retreat?"
Even though the fear in her heart has not dissipated, the frightened female disciple flushed her cheeks uncontrollably and blurted out, "Under Bi Ning Peak."
"Biling Peak?" Chu Wuqing's beautiful long eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and a fairy silk came out of his hand and tied to the girl's slender waist. With just a slight pull, the girl followed Chu Wuqing. Back on top of Xianzhou.
Chu Wuqing's eyes were as clear as an ice lake reflecting the girl's figure, and he said softly: "You take me there, okay?"
"it is good."
Suddenly, the figures of the two disappeared in front of the gatekeeper disciples. When they recovered, Chu Wuqing had already penetrated into the small mountain gate and disappeared.
"Quickly, inform the elder Yuan." This time the signal was sent, straight up all the way.
The entire small mountain gate, martial law!