The floating boat passes through the clouds and fog, and passes by the sky very quickly.

Three days later, the floating boat finally stopped.

Looking into the distance, I saw mountains and mist rising from the forest, blocking my vision, with a different beauty in the hazy place. Upwards, palace gates are built one by one, and the sound of heavy bells rings at this time, with ripples and scattered away.

Some flying cranes passed by, and some people were driving swords through the clouds and fog, and the young men were shocked for a while.

The floating boat landed, and in an extremely wide open space, countless people in white had already rushed over, guiding the young men to leave.

Soon, only Cheng Yuren and his group, Zhu Xingfan and Jie Yongbing were left in the entire open space.

"Junior brother, Canglan Sword Sect is not as good as outside. The junior brother has good qualifications and will definitely be valued by the sect, but sometimes it may not be a good thing if the qualifications are too good."

The words of the stars are profound.

"I would like to ask my senior brother for advice."

Cheng Yuren knew that Zhu Xingfan had said this, so he would definitely have something to say.

"Although the sect looks peaceful, there are two sects inside that have been fighting each other. One sect is the master and disciple, and the other sect is the aristocratic family. Since my junior brother has entered the sect, he is afraid he will inevitably choose another sect."

Zhu Xingfan couldn't help but speak.

"I'm afraid I've lost my choice."

Hearing the words, Cheng Yu couldn't help but murmur.

Zhu Xingfan looked at Cheng Yuren with a little surprise, but he didn't expect that Cheng Yuren would figure it out so quickly.

"Junior brother, I understand it early."

Zhu Xingfan couldn't help but praise him.

Cheng Yu couldn't help but smile bitterly. The reason why he became an inner disciple of the Canglan Sword Sect without undergoing the assessment was probably not only because of his own qualifications, but also because of these two factions.

If the guess is good, Ding Mingcheng, who directly took himself as an inner disciple that day, was afraid that he would represent a faction earlier.

That day, without taking the assessment, Ding Mingcheng personally accepted himself as an inner disciple of Canglan Sword Sect, and had already made his faction clear to another faction.

"I wonder if I am a lineage of a master or a family in the eyes of others now?"

Cheng Yuren asked in a low voice.

"The Master's lineage."

Zhu Xingfan whispered.

"Where is the senior brother."

Cheng Yuren looked up.

"Of course, it's also a sect of the master. Otherwise, how could Deacon Ding feel relieved to let me take you back to the sect? With the qualifications of a junior brother, there are probably some people in the aristocratic family who can't tolerate the existence of their junior brother."

Zhu Xingfan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"From then, please take care of me."

Cheng Yu couldn't help but speak.

Zhu Xingfan was slightly surprised. For a long time, Zhu Xingfan thought that Cheng Yuren was extremely arrogant, but he did not expect that he would be so humble.

However, he was not enough to take care of Cheng Yuren. After all, Cheng Yuren's qualifications are really good. The eighth and a half-grade top-grade spiritual roots are one step away from the top-grade spiritual roots.

As a third-rate immortal sect, Canglan Sword Sect can exceed twenty disciples with such qualifications every ten years. For such talented people, there will naturally be someone who will teach them specifically.

"After a while, there will naturally be someone in the sect to pick you up, so be careful."

Zhu Xingfan reminded him.

When Cheng Yuren heard this, his expression was shaking.

"As for you to bring these families, I will make arrangements for you. I need to take them down now."

Zhu Xingfan glanced at Qin Ruonan and others and said.

"Then I'll bother with my senior brother."

Cheng Yu couldn't help but say.

"It's okay, some small things. If the junior brother really succeeds in his cultivation in the future, don't forget what happened today." Zhu Xingfan couldn't help but say.

Cheng Yuren nodded, then turned his gaze to Xiaolian and said, "You should obey Senior Brother Zhu, Brother Jie's arrangements, don't you hear it?"

Xiaolian let go of Cheng Yuren's sleeves reluctantly, nodded heavily and said, "Xiaolian won't make trouble."

Cheng Yuren's cold face is also

It was a little softer, and I couldn't help but pat Xiaolian's forehead and said, "Go."

Zhu Xingfan and Jie Yongbing also left with Xiaolian, Qin Ruonan and others.

"A lineage of the master? A lineage of the aristocratic family?"

Cheng Yu couldn't help but murmur, "In the last life, he knew about the dispute between these two factions, but he didn't know much."

"Interesting, interesting."

Cheng Yu couldn't help but murmur.

Suddenly, he seemed to feel something. Cheng Yuren couldn't help but glance around, but several disciples wearing beautiful clothes surrounded him. These people looked bad and seemed to be detrimental to him.

Seeing this, Cheng Yu couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth. A group of ordinary people who have not entered the realm of monks also want to do something to him. I really think...

Just as Cheng Yuren was hesitating whether to take the initiative, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly came.

Everyone couldn't help but look up.

I saw that at some point in the air, a boy with a sword was already standing.

"Where is Cheng Yuren? The head of the sect, Elder Xi, and the new inner disciple of the Great Elder Xuan, met immediately in the meeting in the meeting hall."

The boy stepping on the sword said coldly.

Cheng Yuren looked at the sword-stepped boy in the sky, his eyes narrowed slightly. Just now, Zhu Xingfan reminded him to be more careful, which made Cheng Yuren hesitate for a moment, not knowing whether to return or not.

However, the faces of the disciples who surrounded him changed slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he seemed to be afraid of something, and slowly retreated.

After waiting for a while, seeing no one answered, the boy stepping on the sword looked a little bad, and shouted coldly again: "Where is the new inner disciple Cheng Yuren? He hasn't come yet."

The sound slowly came out, waving up to the surroundings, and the fog among the clouds dissipated a lot with the sound.

Although Cheng Yuren was alert, seeing this situation, he couldn't help but hold his fists and said, "Cheng Yuren is here."

The sharp eyes of the boy stepping on the sword were swept away.

"You are Cheng Yuren?"

The boy stepping on the sword was filled with anger.

“It’s right down.”

Cheng Yuren's face was calm.

"Why didn't you reply just now?"

The boy stepping on the sword couldn't help but scold him.

Cheng Yuren was speechless.

The boy stepping on the sword wanted to scold him, but seemed to think of something, but he kept silent. After a while, he shouted coldly, "Let's go back to the Convention Hall with me."

After saying that, the sword-stepped boy waved his palm and a strong wind blew up, directly rolling up Cheng Yuren like a top. After a while, he fell on the sword-stepped boy's sword.

After being swept by the strong wind, Cheng Yuren's head was a little dizzy and his face was even pale. After all, he was just an ordinary person at the second level of the mortal world, so how could he bear this?

Although his head was dizzy, Cheng Yuren gritted his teeth and looked cold.

The boy who stepped on the sword wanted to see Cheng Yuren's ugly behavior and then make fun of him, but after seeing this scene, he couldn't help but feel a trembling heart.

"Cheng has recorded what happened today."

Cheng Yuren whispered.

The boy stepping on the sword felt a sense of fear for no reason. He wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but when he thought of the other party's identity, he secretly regretted it.

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