Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 237

The Chuyun Continent was called Yimu Haotu in ancient times, and the human race has been multiplying for thousands of years.After such a long time of polishing, there are countless countries, cities everywhere, and countless cultivation sects occupying the blessed land of inspiration, which can be described as extraordinary and thriving.

Mount Kongtong stands in the southeast corner of the Chuyun Continent, so naturally it cannot compare with those powerful clans, but it is definitely the strongest existence in the Kunxu Kingdom, and it is known as the clan of the country.

Zongmen is above the imperial power, and even controls many countries.

Cultivators can decide the successor of the royal family, and they can also designate relatives to be in charge of the country. This has long been a tradition in Chuyun Continent.

Therefore, being a prince or an emperor is not as good as being a monk. Everything is inferior, only cultivation is high. If you are not born with spiritual roots, then you are ant people.

In fact, it's not bad to be able to endure hardships to be a body training cultivator, but most children can't bear that hardship.

Even if there are countless ants in the Chuyun Continent, the proportion of monks is much higher than that of Luofu Island because of the abundance of aura in the world.

Therefore, if a Foundation Establishment cultivator wants to shake it, he needs to reach the late stage at least, and he must have a good background, otherwise he should wait until the alchemy is formed!
Looking at the distant peaks, there are majestic mountains, towering cliffs, and smoky clouds, like a fairyland.

This is Kongtong Mountain, with a peak in the center that goes straight into the sky.

A woman with black eyebrows was walking down the steps, and a boy carved in pink and jade beside her laughed and said, "Sister, a strange thing happened this morning."

"What's so strange? You don't practice hard all day long, but you just do the inquisition and ear reporting to the gods. Be careful that you will be demoted in the Zongmen exam. It will be light to suffer some flesh and blood. If you are demoted to the 130,000 mountain, or go to the mine to suffer Let's see if you can laugh."

"Oh, don't you still have a sister? Up and down Kongtong Mountain, who doesn't know that I, Wen Xiaoxiao, is Wen Xiaoxian's younger brother? Which Tianlinggen cultivator doesn't confess like a baby? How can the elders of the sect make my sister cry?"

The child smiled strangely and said: "Hey, sister, don't believe me, a strange thing really happened this morning, Gu Yangfeng's teleportation array that had been silent for many years suddenly moved, and someone was teleported in a very large and luxurious coffin. The old Taoist Gu Yangfeng immediately grabbed the monk and interrogated him, and after that he burst into tears and murmured that most of his senior disciples had died in the depths of the sea."

"Senior Uncle Gu Yang's eldest disciple?" Wen Xiaoxian was slightly taken aback, and then sighed: "I heard that Uncle Gu Yang had an affair with the eldest disciple, that senior sister couldn't help but go overseas! So far, Gu Yang Uncle Master didn't take any disciples, he has been guarding the teleportation formation in Guyang Peak and waited, hoping that Yi Ren will return!"

"Huh? That old man is so flamboyant? Want to marry a disciple? Oh, what about this seniority? Is it a lady or a disciple?"

Wen Xiaoxian made a gesture to fight.

"Sister, don't be annoyed, I know you are close to Uncle Gu Yang and have received a lot of advice from that old man, so we siblings must stand by his side."

"It's good to know. In fact, the senior sister was on the edge of a dead end. If she forges ahead and formed the alchemy as soon as possible, it will be a good story with the uncle."

Wen Xiaoxiao murmured: "If I were a woman, I would feel disgusted looking at that old man Gu Yang, so I should slip away earlier, so as not to affect the next generation."

"Wen Xiaoxiao!" Wen Xiaoxian was so angry that he heard the sound of a bell in the distance, and the direction was Gu Yangfeng.

"Ah! What kind of play is this? Gu Yangfeng actually rang the bell. Could it be that the old man died?" Wen Xiaoxiao's mouth can live to this day, thanks to his sister Wen Xiaoxian's face.

"You..." Wen Xiaoxian flew up in anger, and Wen Xiaoxiao yelled: "Sister, take me with you, I haven't built a foundation yet!"

Although he yelled like this, his movements were not slow at all. He waved his hand and released a huge leaf, chasing after his sister like a boat.

It was the first time Gu Yangfeng rang the bell in 200 years, Xiaoxian asked in surprise, "Uncle Master is going to accept disciples?"

Wen Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and said: "It must be the coffin boy in the morning, Gu Yangfeng is so clean, there is no one else but him."

"Urgently, seal it up." Wen Xiaoxian really had no choice but to seal his brother's foul mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo... " the elder sister does not let him speak, this is too uncomfortable.

At this moment, on Guyang Peak, the old and the young in the dilapidated Taoist temple have been looking at each other for a long time.

"Senior, I really just passed by here, and I am definitely not the blood relative of your eldest disciple." Chen Xinghe explained again earnestly.

It is said that he "successfully" landed this morning, but he was caught by this bald old man just after exiting the coffin, and asked many questions.

So, he answered all the wrong questions and hoped to get away with it. He didn't know which question was wrong, but this old Taoist believed that he was the blood of a great disciple who had gone overseas.

The old man said with a serious face: "Yes, you may not be of her blood, but you must be related to her. Whatever you say, just answer me a question, how did you know the coordinates of my Guyang Peak?"

"Didn't junior say it? Repair the teleportation array that comes with it." Chen Xinghe was depressed. The coordinates were provided by the world of Huangquan. How did he know that he was connected to Yangfeng in the Kongtong Valley, and the dignified Jindan monks did not practice meditation and enlightenment, but guarded the teleportation What are you doing?

There is no way, the old man lives next to the teleportation array, can such a big movement be hidden from him?

"Are you a three-year-old kid? Repair the teleportation array. You can try to repair it. Without guidance accurate to thousands, even if you are a Nascent Soul cultivator, you can't do anything. In addition, you are a little girl who smells like thunder." The guy is holding a storage ring, how many do you think there are in the entire sea area? If you dare not tell the truth, the old man took your ring."

"Uh!" Chen Xinghe shuddered, it's nothing for the old Taoist to take away the storage ring, the key is to cross the boat in the underworld, it is a matter of life and death.

"Okay, okay, you always say what is what, and the younger generation of Kongtong Mountain's unique school can easily learn it, because it has been deeply rooted, and I didn't want to alarm you, the old man. After all, the ancestors feel ashamed of the teacher."

"She...she really thinks that way?" The old man was excited.

Chen Xinghe thought to himself: "I didn't say anything! Why are you excited again? Golden core monks are all so emotional? Shouldn't you be sitting high on the clouds, Daozhen?"

"Susu, Susu, you...why are you doing this? You must have suffered a lot to go to such a far sea area." The old man burst into tears.

This kind of Golden Core cultivator is completely different from the Golden Core cultivator in Chen Xinghe's imagination. At this moment, someone said: "Old man, why are you going crazy today? After hundreds of years of shrinking your head, you suddenly figured it out?"

The old Taoist Gu Yang held his head high and said arrogantly: "This son is my second disciple. He has just established the foundation for a few days, and he is still fresh! He came all the way to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan, but the old man accepted him reluctantly."

"Are you sure?" Another person arrived.

Chen Xinghe's heart was broken, and he secretly shouted: "Old man, don't force yourself to do it!"

Just at this time, Wen Xiaoxian arrived with Wen Xiaoxiao.

I only heard a voice from afar: "Xiaoxian, you are here to host, Gu Yang accepts disciples, recognizes the origin, and detects good and bad."

(End of this chapter)