Aiming for the Immortal Path

The flying sword flew through the air, bringing with it the sound of howling wind. Su Twelve stood at the end, looking down curiously, and saw that the village under his feet quickly turned into a small black dot.

As far as the eye can see, the land is bulging, mountains are criss-crossing, and hundreds of rivers flow, which is quite spectacular.

Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and then he realized that the world was so big. Thinking of the unknown man in black, he was filled with anger and confusion about the future.

In front of Feijian, Han Yu held his head high and looked mature and steady. But his clenched fists were enough to show that he was still a little nervous.

But in comparison, the other three were even worse. Squatting on the flying sword, huddled and trembling. After all, they were only half-grown children. Flying at such high altitudes, just hearing the whistling wind in their ears frightened them.

Seeing this, the woman smiled and told everyone about Yunge Sect to help everyone relieve their stress.

From her words, everyone knew that the sect they worshiped was the Yunge Sect, the immortal cultivating sect on the outskirts of the Cangshan Mountains.

Within the Yunge Sect, there are seven peaks: Tianshu, Tianhua, Tianyin, Yuntai, Chaoyang, Luoyan and Luofu. Externally, the Yunge Sect is a whole, but internally, it is divided into seven powers based on the seven peaks. Each mountain peak has a peak master, who manages it independently.

Among them, Tianshu Peak is the main peak and rarely recruits disciples on weekdays. The other six mountain peaks, every three to five years, will go to the mortal world to recruit disciples with spiritual roots.

The old man in front of him is named Lu Mingshi, and he is the peak master of Luofu Peak of Yunge Sect. After these people enter the sect, they will worship under the old man's sect. As for this woman, her name is Xiao Yue, and she is the granddaughter of Lu Mingshi. At the same time, she is also everyone’s senior sister.

What Xiao Yue said was vaguely understandable even to the middle-aged man, who was only twelve years old. But it also obviously made several people feel much more emotionally stable.

Su Twelve pricked up his ears and silently remembered everything Xiao Yue said. He knows very well that if he is not talented enough, he can only work harder and be more attentive than others.

On the other hand, Xiao Yue and Lu Mingshi were obviously grandfather and grandson, but they had different surnames, which surprised him.

Could it be that...the two of them are not biological grandfathers?

Su Twelve didn't know much, so he could only make random guesses in his mind!

Time flies so fast, Feijian carried everyone for two full days.

Three days later, early in the morning, Feijian passed through a thick fog and led everyone back to Yunge Sect.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the majestic mountains below and the endless winding peaks.

Mountain peaks are hidden in the mist, looming. Among them, the tallest are the seven peaks, which are arranged like seven stars fighting within each other.

Each of these seven mountain peaks has a majestic and majestic building, and unknown energy flows among them, occasionally emitting dazzling brilliance.

Such a scene made everyone's hearts surge when they saw it, which immediately diluted the pain of parting.

Su Twelve looked at it without blinking, and immediately realized that this should be the main peak of each of the seven peaks mentioned by Xiao Yue. However, he still didn't know which peak corresponded to which name.

Above the flying sword, Lu Mingshi and Xiao Yue were obviously relieved and smiled. Although I have been recruiting disciples for many years, I still have to worry every time I go out.

The world of cultivating immortals is not very peaceful.

Lu Mingshi smiled and controlled the flying sword to fly to the farthest mountain peak.

And at this time.

"Senior sister, what is that?" Su Twelve

Pointing at a black spot in the distance, he asked quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black spot quickly approached, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter long vermilion ship flew from the sky.

Standing on the bow of the spacecraft was a lean man wearing a vermilion robe with sharp eyes. On the boat deck behind the man, one could clearly see the crowds of people, all of whom were children of the same age as Su Twelve and others.

There are hundreds of people! ! !

Before Xiao Yue could answer, the figure in front of the spaceship spoke to Lu Mingshi first.

"Senior brother, junior brother, I don't eat people. Why do you run so fast when you see me, junior brother?"

"I saw you running away? Fu Boren, who do you think you are? Please show me some face!" Lu Mingshi pursed his lips.

As he spoke, his eyes quickly scanned the hundreds of figures on the flying boat, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Fu Boren is the master of Tianhua Peak, and Tianhua Peak and Luofu Peak have never dealt with each other. Now, the other party has recruited so many disciples at once. Lu Mingshi didn't say anything, but he was filled with envy and jealousy in his heart.

For the Immortal Cultivation Sect, disciples are the foundation for development. Over time, the strength of a force with many disciples will inevitably increase significantly.

"Hehe, I still want face, junior brother. Are you avoiding me on purpose? I think you know it yourself, senior brother."

Fu Boren chuckled and quickly glanced at the flying sword.

"But senior brother, your Luofu Peak is really getting worse every year! Why did you only recruit five people this year? If this continues, I think within a hundred years, your Luofu Peak will be cut off!"

Lu Mingshi's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Bah~ you are a dog, you can't spit out ivory stuff from your mouth." The cultivator asked, "The most important thing in people is their finesse, not their abundance. Just those crooked melons and cracked jujubes you recruited, come again." Five hundred are for nothing."

Lu Mingshi also had a bad temper. He couldn't stand it when he heard these words, so he just shouted back.

For so many years, the Luofu Peak he led has always been the weakest team. If he had said this in the past, he would have lacked confidence.

But this time, with Han Yu, a genius with two spiritual roots, joining the team, Lu Mingshi was full of confidence.

"The most important thing about a good person is his finesse rather than his quantity. In this way, senior brother Luo Fufeng will be full of confidence in the newcomer trial meeting five years later!" Fu Boren looked at Lu Mingshi with a smile on his face.

Lu Mingshi retorted: "Tsk, I always left it to you, do you understand?!"

Given the situation at Luofu Peak, even if a peerless genius like Han Yu joins, Lu Mingshi doesn't have much hope in the newcomer trial meeting.

But no matter what, you cannot lose your momentum in front of your opponent! Moreover, such a peerless genius, once cultivated, would be enough to give him a face.

"Oh? It seems that senior brother has recruited a good talent this year? Why don't you tell me so that junior brother and I can learn a lot about it?" Fu Boren heard the pride behind Lu Mingshi's words, lowered his voice as he spoke, and glanced at Su A dozen or so people were scanned.

"Insight? You are so beautiful! Fu Boren, don't think that I don't know what you are paying attention to and want to poach me? No way!"

Lu Mingshi rolled his eyes, and after speaking, he controlled the flying sword to turn into a stream of light and rush toward the farthest mountain peak.

On the bow of the airship, Fu Boren stared at the sword shadow disappearing in the air, his eyes flashing thoughtfully.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he smiled and drove the flying boat towards the second mountain peak. The flying sword flew through the air, bringing with it the sound of howling wind. Su Twelve stood at the end, looking down curiously, and saw that the village under his feet quickly turned into a small black dot.

As far as the eye can see, the land is bulging, mountains are criss-crossing, and hundreds of rivers flow, which is quite spectacular.

Su Twelve's pupils shrank, and then he realized that the world was so big. Thinking of the unknown man in black, he was filled with anger and confusion about the future.

In front of Feijian, Han Yu held his head high and looked mature and steady. But his clenched fists were enough to show that he was still a little nervous.

But in comparison, the other three were even worse. Squatting on the flying sword, huddled and trembling. After all, they were only half-grown children. Flying at such high altitudes, just hearing the whistling wind in their ears frightened them.

Seeing this, the woman smiled and told everyone about Yunge Sect to help everyone relieve their stress.

From her words, everyone knew that the sect they worshiped was the Yunge Sect, the immortal cultivating sect on the outskirts of the Cangshan Mountains.

Within the Yunge Sect, there are seven peaks: Tianshu, Tianhua, Tianyin, Yuntai, Chaoyang, Luoyan and Luofu. Externally, the Yunge Sect is a whole, but internally, it is divided into seven powers based on the seven peaks. Each mountain peak has a peak master, who manages it independently.

Among them, Tianshu Peak is the main peak and rarely recruits disciples on weekdays. The other six mountain peaks, every three to five years, will go to the mortal world to recruit disciples with spiritual roots.

The old man in front of him is named Lu Mingshi, and he is the peak master of Luofu Peak of Yunge Sect. After these people enter the sect, they will worship under the old man's sect. As for this woman, her name is Xiao Yue, and she is the granddaughter of Lu Mingshi. At the same time, she is also everyone’s senior sister.

What Xiao Yue said was vaguely understandable even to the middle-aged man, who was only twelve years old. But it also obviously made several people feel much more emotionally stable.

Su Twelve pricked up his ears and silently remembered everything Xiao Yue said. He knows very well that if he is not talented enough, he can only work harder and be more attentive than others.

On the other hand, Xiao Yue and Lu Mingshi were obviously grandfather and grandson, but they had different surnames, which surprised him.

Could it be that...the two of them are not biological grandfathers?

Su Twelve didn't know much, so he could only make random guesses in his mind!

Time flies so fast, Feijian carried everyone for two full days.

Three days later, early in the morning, Feijian passed through a thick fog and led everyone back to Yunge Sect.

As far as the eye can see, you can see the majestic mountains below and the endless winding peaks.

Mountain peaks are hidden in the mist, looming. Among them, the tallest are the seven peaks, which are arranged like seven stars fighting within each other.

Each of these seven mountain peaks has a majestic and majestic building, and unknown energy flows among them, occasionally emitting dazzling brilliance.

Such a scene made everyone's hearts surge when they saw it, which immediately diluted the pain of parting.

Su Twelve looked at it without blinking, and immediately realized that this should be the main peak of each of the seven peaks mentioned by Xiao Yue. However, he still didn't know which peak corresponded to which name.

Above the flying sword, Lu Mingshi and Xiao Yue were obviously relieved and smiled. Although he has been recruiting disciples for many years, he inevitably has to worry every time he goes out.

The world of cultivating immortals is not very peaceful.

Lu Mingshi smiled and controlled the flying sword to fly to the farthest mountain peak.

And at this time.

"Senior sister, what is that?" Su Twelve

Pointing at a black spot in the distance, he asked quickly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the black spot quickly approached, and in the blink of an eye, a hundred-meter long vermilion ship flew from the sky.

Standing on the bow of the spacecraft was a lean man wearing a vermilion robe with sharp eyes. On the boat deck behind the man, one could clearly see the crowds of people, all of whom were children of the same age as Su Twelve and others.

There are hundreds of people! ! !

Before Xiao Yue could answer, the figure in front of the spaceship spoke to Lu Mingshi first.

"Senior brother, junior brother, I don't eat people. Why do you run so fast when you see me, junior brother?"

"I saw you running away? Fu Boren, who do you think you are? Please show me some face!" Lu Mingshi pursed his lips.

As he spoke, his eyes quickly scanned the hundreds of figures on the flying boat, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Fu Boren is the master of Tianhua Peak, and Tianhua Peak and Luofu Peak have never dealt with each other. Now, the other party has recruited so many disciples at once. Lu Mingshi didn't say anything, but he was filled with envy and jealousy in his heart.

For the Immortal Cultivation Sect, disciples are the foundation for development. Over time, the strength of a force with many disciples will inevitably increase significantly.

"Hehe, I still want face, junior brother. Are you avoiding me on purpose? I think you know it yourself, senior brother."

Fu Boren chuckled and quickly glanced at the flying sword.

"But senior brother, your Luofu Peak is really getting worse every year! Why did you only recruit five people this year? If this continues, I think within a hundred years, your Luofu Peak will be cut off!"

Lu Mingshi's face darkened, and he said angrily: "Bah~ you are a dog, you can't spit out ivory stuff from your mouth." The cultivator asked, "The most important thing in people is their finesse, not their abundance. Just those crooked melons and cracked jujubes you recruited, come again." Five hundred are for nothing."

Lu Mingshi also had a bad temper. He couldn't stand it when he heard these words, so he just yelled back.

For so many years, the Luofu Peak he led has always been the weakest team. If he had said this in the past, he would have lacked confidence.

But this time, with Han Yu, a genius with two spiritual roots, joining the team, Lu Mingshi was full of confidence.

"The most important thing about a good person is his finesse rather than his abundance. In this way, senior brother Luo Fufeng will be full of confidence in the newcomer trial meeting five years later!" Fu Boren looked at Lu Mingshi with a smile on his face.

Lu Mingshi retorted: "Tsk, I always left it to you, do you understand?!"

Given the situation at Luofu Peak, even if a peerless genius like Han Yu joins, Lu Mingshi doesn't have much hope in the newcomer trial meeting.

But no matter what, you cannot lose your momentum in front of your opponent! Moreover, such a peerless genius, once cultivated, would be enough to give him a face.

"Oh? It seems that senior brother has recruited a good talent this year? Why don't you tell me so that junior brother and I can learn a lot?" Fu Boren heard the pride behind Lu Mingshi's words, and lowered his voice as he spoke, his eyes furtively on Su A dozen or so people were scanned.

"Insight? You are so beautiful! Fu Boren, don't think that I don't know what you are paying attention to and want to poach me? No way!"

Lu Mingshi rolled his eyes, and after speaking, he controlled the flying sword to turn into a stream of light and rush toward the farthest mountain peak.

On the bow of the airship, Fu Boren stared at the sword shadow disappearing in the air, his eyes flashing thoughtfully.

Immediately, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he smiled and drove the flying boat towards the second mountain peak.