I entered the forbidden area of ​​Feiyu Sword Sect to meet my master Wuling, but I didn’t expect to be taken to the school. The way to take the school is also very simple, which is to walk up the mountain road with your own strength.

Yi Tian, ​​as a formation master, originally sneered at this. The formation set up was not an ancient formation, but it would gradually increase its burden. However, he looked up and looked at the distance from the foot of the forbidden mountain to the top of the mountain, and there were at least ten thousand steps. If he really reached the nearest peak of the mountain with his strength, the stress he had to bear would be extraordinary.

However, Master Wuling seemed to have seen through his plans for a long time, and even said bluntly that he would not use skillful destruction to solve it with real skills and must follow the real materials and step by step before he could meet him.

In this regard, Yi Tian had no choice but to act according to the routine. With the spiritual power in his body, he took a step along the mountain road toward the top of the mountain. After walking less than an hour, he had already arrived at a clearing ground halfway up the mountain. Yi Tian found a pavilion in front of him, and there were some words on it on it.

The first thing that caught my eye was the name of my senior brother Ji Xuanyuan. After seeing it, Yi Tian learned that it took nine hours to get here, but at that time his cultivation was only at the beginning of the fusion stage. It was reasonable for him to calculate it in less than an hour as a late fusion stage cultivator.

Looking down, next to it was the handwriting left by Lu Jianling, but it took him a whole day to arrive. As for Sheng Zhuangxiong's name, it was engraved in the third place, with fifteen hours on it.

A smile on his lips, Yi Tian took out the Taiyuan Wooden Sword, injected the spiritual power in his hand and turned it into a pen and wrote it on the stone tablet. After ten breaths, he looked at it and showed a smile on his face.

I saw that it was written on it, "Lihuo Sect Yitian walked for three minutes to this point," then put away his spiritual sword and turned around and passed by the pavilion and continued on the way. This place was originally for the visitor to take a break, but Yitian found that his spiritual power was not consumed much, and he was no longer needed.

The higher you go, the more rugged the mountain road, the more you get, the stone steps in front of you are only two feet wide, and the pressure you are under is a thousand times larger than when you first started at the foot of the mountain.

But these did not seem to have much impact on Yi Tian. As he walked, his skin showed a slight golden luster. Yi Tian unconsciously used the Buddhist sect's golden yang body technique. With the blessing of physical skills, the weight bearing on his body became lighter again, and the pace under his feet naturally accelerated three points.

When I reached the top of the mountain, there was another temporary resting place in front of me. There was a stone tablet on it. Yi Tian walked up and glanced at me and found that it recorded that it took him twenty hours to get there.

It took him less than three hours, and it took Lu Jianling thirty-two hours. But Yi Tian didn't see Sheng Zhuangxiong's name on it, but he felt secretly regretful in his heart, "I guess he had returned home without going to the end. It seems that it is not so easy to see Wuling's true body."

After walking forward and painting the gourd one by one, Yi Tian accelerated his pace toward the top of the mountain again.

Although the burden on his body became heavier as he reached the back, Yi Tian felt that the gravity he was under was ten thousand times heavier than normal. It took less than four hours Yi Tian finally reached the top, and after stopping, his eyes flashed across the place, he saw that it was only a half-a-meter radius.

There is a thatched hut in the middle of the top of the mountain, and a monk in his forties in his forties was sitting cross-legged in the front yard. The top of the mountain was surrounded by strange stones, but there were slight sword marks on it. Yi Tian’s divine thoughts spread out and swept for three breaths, and he couldn’t help but suck in the air.

These sword marks seem ordinary, but they are almost exactly the same in terms of depth and width. Speaking of which, the time left by these sword marks is not easy to control the strength so perfectly.

It would be fine if I could do this, but if I tried my best, I would always have a little bit of control in the sword threads that had been transformed into thousands of spirits. Needless to say, this is all traces left by Master Wu Ling when practicing sword moves. In comparison, there is still a big gap in the sword path.

He quickly walked forward and stopped outside the yard of the hut. Yi Tian bowed his cauldron and bowed three times before speaking: "Disciple Yi Tian has seen Master Wuling."

With a 'Zhia', the door of the hut opened automatically, and Wuling, who was sitting cross-legged in the front yard, spoke, "Come in."

Upon hearing this, Yi Tian walked into the garden and closed the door, turned around and bowed in front of Wuling, then found an empty seat in front of him and sat down.

Shaoqing only saw Wuling open his eyes and look at him, "Yi Tian, ​​you secretly learn the spiritual ray of the Feiyu Sword Sect's Thousand Art of Spiritual Yaohua. How should you judge this?"

After all, this matter must be explained clearly. Yi Tian knew that it was impossible to avoid it this time, so he thought of a countermeasure early in the morning. The key is to see what attitude Mr. Wuling has towards this matter, and it seems that it is okay now. If he really pursued this matter, he would not let himself go to his place of practice.

Although I was very clear, I still had a respectful expression on my face and replied: "I was forced by Ou Jinglong back then, but I had no choice but to protect myself. Speaking of which, I was a little afraid to do anything. Moreover, this magical power of Lingyao Hua Qian is also a unique skill passed down from the upper sect. At that time, I was already the descendant of the inner decree of Lihuo Sect and became a subordinate of Taiqing Pavilion. The master originally meant to let me refer to the strengths of each family, so having the opportunity to study the unique skills of the Feiyu Sword Sect is not considered secret learning."

Wu Ling smiled and said, "I finally know how Wu Ye likes you and sets you as the new successor. Your personality is very similar to him."

When Yi Tian heard this, he knew that this matter was almost a mess. Master Wu Ling did not intend to make things difficult. Besides, with his current status, he would not need to be held accountable after learning. Even if he died of a potential disciple in the God Transformation Stage, it was nothing compared to a fusion stage cultivator.

Then Wuling spoke again: "Then use the Lingyao Transformation Thousand Technique to see me."

Knowing that this is Wuling's exam, Yi Tian was happy that Wuling was preparing to give him some advice. Today, Baishan was completely based on the ancestral system of that year, and in the end he gave him enough face to the Feiyu Sword Sect. He, as a master, seemed a bit unreasonable, but now there is nothing missing for the fusion stage cultivator. It just so happened that the guidance can be regarded as a support and reciprocity.
Chapter completed!