"Want to die?"

A young man in white jumped off the sword, gave birth to a white and tender baby face, and had two shimmering peach blossom eyes. The corners of his lips seemed to have a smile, looking pure and harmless.

However, his blue bamboo sword hit the throat of the disciple of the first peak.

A cold voice: "Say it again, is there a tenth peak in Qingliu Sword Sect?"

The other party wanted to draw his sword to resist, but was shocked to find that his whole body could not move. Even his pill was about to form was suppressed like this, let alone those junior brothers who had just refined Qi and built foundations!

“Yes, yes!”

He sweated coldly on his forehead: "Sir, please say something."

"Senior brother?"

The boy's lips were raised and he almost wrote the three words "You are worthy" on his face. He sneered and asked, "Who is your master?"

The disciples of the First Peak were slightly happy and thought to themselves that the other party was indeed concerned about the status of the First Peak, so they quickly reported to the master.

However, the young man looked cold and asked again: "I haven't heard of it, then who is your master?"

The other party's face was already ashen, and he was silent and didn't want to speak. However, when the sword tip moved forward, the intimidating murderous intent made him shake, and he finally spoke: "The master is the first peak of Elder Hongzhuo!"

"Oh, it turns out it's Hongzhuo's child." The boy raised his eyebrows and said in a contemptuous tone.

The first peak disciple was about to curse, but when he saw his appearance, he suddenly remembered something, and his face turned pale: "Are you... Xu Wanfeng!"

When the Qingzhu Sword moved, the disciple's mouth was instantly cut into pieces and was dripping with blood.

He whined in horror, and could not speak a word.

Xu Wanfeng said coldly: "I will go to the tenth peak and kowtow a thousand times later, otherwise you and Hongzhuo will die tomorrow."

He withdrew his sword, frowned and shook out a scarf and wiped the blood on it carefully, and threw it away.

“It’s so dirty.”

When he looked up again, Xu Wanfeng realized that the female disciples in the outer circle were all scared and their faces were pale.

His tender face suddenly showed a nervous expression, and he bowed and apologized: "It's the fault of the wind, it's all the abrupt junior sisters."

His eyes swept across the faces of the female cultivators and stopped for a while when they fell on Wen Yun's face.

Wen Yun was also looking at him now, looking at him.

The next moment, Wen Yun spoke: "Are you the senior brother of Di Shi Peak?"

Xu Wanfeng didn't mind the female cultivators calling him his senior brother, so he nodded with a restrained laugh.

This is probably the beginning of another poignant and romantic story. He sighed in his heart. There is no way, and good-looking people often have the most stories.

However, Wen Yun's next sentence—

"Can you tell me how to go to the Tenth Peak? I want to go over and burn the fire."

“…”

Xu Wanfeng looked at the yellow paper handed over and fell into a long silence.

Ming Yuan and the new disciples followed behind the senior brother and walked honestly to their respective peaks.

She pulled her round face, stared at the horizon angrily and muttered: "Why can all the fire-burning disciples Wen Yun control the sword? Can't we do it?"

Shen Xinghai said lightly: "Neither the inner sect of Qingliu Sword Sect, nor the ordinary disciples, can't walk on the sword, only the disciples and elders in person are qualified."

"Is that senior brother a personal disciple?"

Only every disciple under the sect of the Peak Lord can be called a personal disciple. There are only a handful of disciples in the entire Qingliu Sword Sect. They are all famous geniuses, but no one knows Xu Wanfeng just now.

The only senior brother who knew his identity had just rushed to the Medicine Pavilion to get hemostatic medicine to treat his mouth.

"It's probably the personal senior brother of Di Shifeng."

Ming Yuan snorted: "None of us has ever heard of the Tenth Peak, and I don't know which ones were made up by them..."

"Do you want to be as slutty as that senior brother?" Shen Xinghai warned lightly.

He thought to himself that after he officially became a disciple, he would definitely ask the master where the Tenth Peak was, or if he had the chance to meet the girl again, and personally express the thank you that he had not been able to say just now.

However, on the other hand, Wen Yun, who was worried by many people, went to the sky.

It was not like the floating technique, floating a few meters away from the ground, but stepped on the sky above the clouds.

Xu Wanfeng, who was extremely cruel just now, now he has a good temper and takes her to the Tenth Peak with his sword.

I don’t know what he is from. Occasionally, I met several elders who flew around him like ghosts, but several female cultivators who passed by came over to say hello with shy expressions on their faces.

They saw a surprisingly beautiful Wen Yun on the sword, and they all looked clear.

“…”

Wen Yun suddenly felt that he was on the sword of the thief.

She walked over and saw all the wonders of the peaks. She said they were peaks, but in fact, they built halls along the huge mountains, either elegant or grand, which shows the scenery of the First Sword Sect.

Then, Xu Wanfeng's green bamboo sword fell on the last mountain.

"This is the tenth peak."

Xu Wanfeng introduced casually, looking at Wen Yun's reaction in a dark way.

In fact, this mountain is not small, but it looks inferior to Jiufeng. It has neither towering hall nor many towers. People who come to the Tenth Peak for the first time look down on it.

However, he was surprised to find that the girl with a cold expression along the way actually smiled!

Not only did she not look down on or disappointed, but she was sincerely amazed and joy!

How can you not be amazed?

Wen Yun just entered the inner gate and found that the magic elements here were more than a hundred times better than the outer gate. After landing at the tenth peak, he found that the entire mountain was like a giant magic stone. The magic elements were so rich that she was full of energy!

Wen Yun really wanted to start practicing immediately, but since she came, she would be at ease. She felt that she should do her job well first.

So he asked: "Senior Brother Xu, where is the woodshed?"

"Bishang?"

"Yes." Wen Yun nodded and soon entered work: "I'll go chop firewood, cook, and pick up water and wash clothes?"

So active?

Before Xu Wanfeng could answer, a young man in black clothes with a gentle and elegant face came out of the courtyard.

After seeing Wen Yun, he frowned slightly, and then looked at his junior brother: "Second junior brother, you have brought the female disciple up the mountain now!"

"Senior Brother, isn't this the fire-burning disciple you are going to recruit?" The innocent Xu Wanfeng hurriedly cleared his connection.

He shook the yellow paper and said, "I saw you write with my own eyes. I thought it was just a joke, but I knew you would really put it in the outer courtyard."

Yue Xingzhou frowned and looked at the small words like a dog crawling: "When did I write so ugly..."

"Last night." Xu Wanfeng reminded with a smile: "You went to the third peak to find the boy in Ramadan to compete in swords, and drank three oaths--"

"Okay, stop talking." Yue Xingzhou quickly interrupted the words he had not said, looked at Wen Yun, and after a moment of silence, he spoke hard: "Can you send them back?"

Xu Wanfeng smiled simple: "I'm afraid it won't work. A disciple came over halfway through and sent her jade certificate. She is now a formal disciple on the tenth peak of ours."

When he lit up the jade letter in his palm, he indeed had a "Wen Yun" engraved on the front and a "Ten" engraved on the back.

Even the Jade Document of Identity was recorded, and the sect's work efficiency was amazing this time.

Yue Xingzhou looked at this girl named Wen Yun again.

She always stood quietly by the side, and clearly heard from their words that it was a farce to accept disciples on the Tenth Peak, but she was still not impatient. Such a mind was rare.

Most of the previous disciples did not know the existence of the Tenth Peak. Those who knew it either avoided it or turned to the grand ninth Peak next door as soon as they arrived at the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, if the identity jade document is recorded, the person from Na Peak will rarely be taken back unless he makes a big mistake of bullying his master and destroying his ancestors. He can forcefully take it back, but that is tantamount to ruining the girl's future.

The teacher's reprimand is vivid, and he cannot do such despicable things.

"God's will cannot be violated. Since that is the case, just stay on the tenth peak."

Yue Xingzhou sighed and ordered: "Go and call my third junior brother up, let's discuss Wen Yun's place."

Although she cannot be officially included in the sect of the master, they can always give some advice on the kendo path.

and……

Shifeng really lacks a person who does odd jobs now.

When newcomers enter the peak, they have to hold a simple ceremony to enter the peak. It is said that they have to bathe incense and announce it to the mountain gate, then enter the main hall to worship the ancestors, and finally the elders in the peak will be led to know the fellow disciples.

Wen Yun's ceremony to enter the peak was held after half a cup of tea in a dilapidated courtyard on the tenth peak.

"This is my senior brother, who is also the leader of the tenth peak." Xu Wanfeng introduced for her.

"Temporarily serve as the master of the peak." Yue Xingzhou gently corrected.

Xu Wanfeng smiled and continued, "My name is Xu Wanfeng, Master Xing Er."

He then launched the wheelchair: "This is my third junior brother, Bai Yushan. He has had some trouble in his practice recently and suffered minor injuries, which is slightly inconvenient."

“…”
To be continued...