With a flash of golden light, the task scrolls merged together, shrunk again, and rewound back into the identity token of the Great Rebel Alliance.

Ji Liao backhanded it into the storage ring, his brows frowned again, according to the news of the task reply, in more than 20 years, there is a sect called "Heavenly Strike Mountain" will open the ceremony of accepting disciples, if Ji Liao wants to mix into the sect near the Hundred Dao Sect, this day of Heavenly Strike Mountain to accept disciples, Ji Liao can give it a try,

Heavenly Strike Mountain is the same sword cultivation sect as Shocking Sword Mountain, among the more than a dozen sects, the strength of Heavenly Strike Mountain is only ranked in the middle of the level, and it is not very strong, but the ancestor of Heavenly Strike Mountain is a ruthless person, stepping into Sumeru for 30 million years, and the magic of the True Thunder Imperial Sword Technique is superb, just in terms of the strength of these dozen ancestors, Heavenly Strike Real Man can be ranked in the top three.

The ceremony of accepting disciples in Tianzhu Mountain is opened once every two hundred years, and anyone can try it, and there is no rule that when the Dao Mountain accepts disciples, it can only rely on the rules of the Great Dao Order to worship the mountain.

This is due to the environment, there is not only one sect around Wuliang Mountain, and the strength is not outstanding, if you set up cumbersome rules for accepting disciples, then this sect is like the Hundred Dao Sect is suspected of selling its reputation and reputation, don't think about developing and growing.

Ji Liao made up his mind, he would go to worship the mountain when the Tiansheng Mountain Acceptance Ceremony opened twenty years later, as for whether he would succeed in worshipping the mountain, and whether he would be selected to enter the Heaven Splitting Immortal Valley two hundred years later, Ji Liao was not worried at all, after all, what Ji Liao had in his hand was the Immortal Yuan Stone, and Ji Liao could smash a way out even if he closed his eyes and smashed it with the Immortal Yuan Stone.

Ji Liao shook his head and smiled bitterly, and muttered, "Twenty thousand immortal yuan stones, one piece of news, it's really a bit expensive, even if it's a mountain of gold if it's squandered like this, I have to use it." ”

Then Ji Liao began to think about entering the secret realm of the Heaven Splitting Immortal Valley with his transformation realm, and thinking of this, he flipped it with one hand, and the star-covering umbrella flashed out in his hand.

The Star Umbrella is an immortal weapon, with the powerful ability to cover the stars and the moon, of course, it can't only have the ability to cover the breath, and now Ji Liao has not refined the Star Umbrella, at best, he has used the power of the Star Umbrella.

The star-shading umbrella can cover the aura, and at the same time, it can also suppress and release the aura according to the monk's mind, and change the realm at will, and the people in the outside world can't notice the slightest abnormality, Ji Liao can completely use the star-shading umbrella, an immortal-level magic weapon, to break through the boundary power of the Heavenly Immortal Valley.

"Hehehe, fortunately, Yin Meiniang erased her divine soul imprint, otherwise in more than 20 years, it would be impossible for me to refine the immortal-level star-covering umbrella. ”

After saying that, Ji Liao opened his mouth slightly, and a suction force immediately came out of his mouth, rolling towards the star-covering umbrella.

saw that the star-covering umbrella turned into a faint blue light, and with that suction, it shot into Ji Liao's mouth, and then immersed himself in Ji Liao's spiritual sea.

Ji Liao thought about it, and a colorful flame immediately rose from the depths of his lake-like spiritual sea, directly engulfing the star-covering umbrella.

Ji Liao closed his eyes and concentrated on refining the star-covering umbrella in the spiritual sea.

Cold comes and summer, autumn goes to spring, and twenty years are only in the blink of an eye.

But I saw a dense crowd of people standing outside the mountain gate of the Heavenly Strike Mountain, among them there were men and women, but the age was generally not high, most of them were seventeen or eighteen years old, and there were some monks mixed in with these people, their breath was long, and their breaths were different from ordinary mortals, but they were some monks who had already cultivated.

Today is the day when Tiansheng Mountain opens the mountain once in 200 years to accept disciples, but it attracts some mortals of the right age and some monks who are still idle and scattered to come to worship the mountain.

But I saw a tall black-haired man with sword eyebrows standing in the dense crowd, this man was dressed in an ink-colored robe, holding a three-foot long sword in one hand, and holding a dark blue paper umbrella in the other, it was Ji Liao. Wu Jiu Literature

He was once wanted by the Heavenly Palace, and the identity of the wanted person even Lingwei Daozi avoided him, once he had shown his true face, it was difficult to guarantee that the Heavenly Mountain would turn him away, so Ji Liao changed his original appearance with a bronze mask.

"Hey, hey, hey, it's good to catch up. At this time, a handsome young man beside Ji Liao said with a smile to his friends.

"Yes, you and I are at the right age, if you and I drag it out for ten and a half years, I'm afraid we will have to go to Qingyi Zongbai Mountain. Said a friend of the handsome boy.

"There are quite a lot of female disciples in the Qingyi Sect, and I don't think it's suitable for me, but I don't know why my father said that the Qingyi Sect is a man's paradise. The handsome young man said with a little ignorance.

"Uh-huh!" The handsome young man's friend nodded his head twice in agreement, and then said, "I think so too, this day is a sword cultivation sect, I have seen them fly with the sword, but they are handsome." ”

"That's!" said the handsome young man proudly, and then his hands were pinched into sword fingers, and he gestured to a posture that he thought was handsome, "Fight the sword world, kill demons and demons, my dream is to be able to volley the sword one day and sweep away all the injustices in the world." ”

"Hey, you've seen too much. The handsome young man's friend sighed in disgust.

The beautiful young man's expression was relieved, and he scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hey, hey, too, the recent writings in our market are all written by sword cultivation." ”

"Those who write are very good at following the trend, today the sword is on fire and they are all writing knives, and tomorrow when the sword is on fire, they are all writing swords, and they are all writing big hammers after two days of hammer fire, and they all want to write without reading a private school for three or five years, and my brother who has not been weaned can write it, what a thing, I have seen it and vomited, I bah!"

"Hey, they're just here to earn a few copper plates. ”

The two teenagers said everything to me, but as they talked, the topic shifted from the body of the sword cultivator to the person who wrote the sword cultivator.

Ji Liao was unaware of the chaotic sounds around him, and with a pair of swarthy eyes, he crossed the edge of the umbrella and looked into the depths of the Heavenly Strike Mountain.

But at the end of the distant sky, there was a huge shadow hidden behind layers of clouds and mist, it was a mountain that reached the sky, but the shape was very strange.

The mountain is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and the gray-brown surface has ravines, winding down as if forming a huge spiritual pattern, and the overall shape is like an ancient sword inserted in the earth, standing in the depths of the mountains with heavy mountains, with a magnificent and majestic spirit.

The top of the mountain is shaped like the hilt of a sword, but it is a huge platform with a radius of thousands of acres, and at this time, there are three figures on this wide platform.

These three people, two men and one woman, the only woman is a slightly rickety old woman, this old woman has white eyebrows, holding a mahogany cane in her hand, the skin on her face is loose and boastful, and she looks like a wind candle in her last years, and her longevity is approaching.

However, this old woman's eyes are extremely bright, there is no twilight at all, and the aura on her body is also very majestic, she is a powerful monk in the Sumeru realm, but she is the ancestor of the "Fengchun Sect", and she is full of flowers.

And one of the two men is a tall and strong man, this strong man is about forty years old, his cheeks are full of rich black beard, he wears shoulder-length short sleeves on his upper body, and a wide beast pattern long skirt on his lower body. ”

The last man is a middle-aged man in his fifties, wearing a moon-white robe to set off the posture of an immortal who matches his realm, his face is resolute, sharp and angular, his breath is like a sharp blade, standing with his hands in his hands, as if it is a living sword, it is the ancestor of Tianzheng Mountain, the real person of Tianzheng Mountain. ”