A rain of swords, brilliant and powerful.

This was the first time Ye Xiaofan saw the opening of the mountain protection array, he was deeply shocked, not only him, but also Shiyun Mountain, just now when Wuyang stopped chasing them, the two stopped, looking back, the sword rain was gorgeous, Wuyang was wiped out under the sword rain, and in the end, there was nothing left in the same place.

"Shan'er, Fan'er!" When Ye Xiaofan and the others were deeply shocked by the power of the mountain protection array, Ming's worry-free voice came.

Ye Xiaofan came back to his senses and looked in the direction where the voice came from, only to see a familiar figure galloping from a distance, and in a blink of an eye, he was close to the front.

"Meet the master!" Ye Xiaofan and Shi Yunshan, who had come back to his senses, hurriedly saluted Ming Wufu.

"Fan'er, are you okay?" Ming Wufu hurriedly helped the two of them up, and then stared at Ye Xiaofan and asked with concern.

"Returning to the master, the apprentice is fine, thank you for the grace of the master's reconstruction!" Ye Xiaofan said, took a step back, knelt on the ground on both knees, and respectfully kowtowed to Ming Wuwu.

"Silly boy, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay!" Before Ye Xiaofan could finish knocking his head, Ming Wufu took a step forward and helped Ye Xiaofan up, with a look of excitement and relief, there was a faint mist in his eyes, and now, he was finally relieved, and next, even if the head wanted to punish him, he felt that it was worth it!

At this moment, Ye Xiaofan was extremely grateful in his heart, if he hadn't quietly sent himself into the Divine Demon Ridge, he would never have the opportunity to obtain the Tianyang Technique, thus relieving the crisis of not being able to cultivate.

"Senior Brother Ming, what the hell is going on?" Not far away, an old man in a white robe with silver hair, after receiving a token, asked towards Ming Wuwu, and then his eyes fell on Ye Xiaofan, and asked, "Ye Xiaofan, what happened in the Divine Demon Ridge?"

"Third junior brother, sixth junior brother, you should bury the fifth junior brother. At this moment, a voice came into everyone's minds. "Seventh Senior Brother, Xiao Fan, you come to the main hall. ”

"Yes, senior brother in charge!" Hearing this voice, Ming Wuwu, as well as the old man who asked Ming Wuwu just now, and the other three people hurriedly moved, and clasped their fists in the direction of the main peak and said yes.

Ye Xiaofan had never heard this voice, but seeing such a respectful look from Ming Wuwu and the others, Ye Xiaofan instantly understood that the owner of this voice was Qi Changfeng, the contemporary head of Qingyun Sect.

Ye Xiaofan didn't understand why the head of the sect asked him to go to the main hall, but as soon as this idea was born, he felt that he was wrapped in a soft force, and then his body flew up involuntarily, and he looked sideways, and at some point, Shizun had already arrived by his side, stepped on the flying sword, and flew towards Qingyun Peak with him.

Qingyun Sect, located on top of Qingyun Mountain, Qingyun Mountain stretches for hundreds of miles, dozens of peaks, but the highest and largest is only Qingyun Peak, and the other peaks are half shorter than it.

Under normal circumstances, except for a few elders in the sect, other disciples are strictly forbidden to get within ten miles of Qingyun Peak, because Qingyun Peak is a place for inner disciples to cultivate, but now Qingyun Sect has no inner disciples except for the head and a few elders.

The rules of the Qingyun Sect, if there is no foundation, it is not considered an inner disciple.

Ye Xiaofan was taken by Ming Wufu to fly in the sky, stepping on a flying sword, shuttling in the clouds and mist, somehow, Ye Xiaofan suddenly remembered the scene when his father took him to fly in the sky when he was a child, at that time, he was so carefree.

In this moment of distraction, Ming Wuwu had already come to Qingyun Peak, collected the flying sword, and fell to the ground.

In front of the two people, there is a huge stone statue as high as dozens of zhang, the appearance of this stone statue is a middle-aged man, the appearance is extremely handsome, one hand is holding a sword, one hand is behind the back, the head is slightly raised, the sword guides the sky, up and down the body, all give people a very majestic feeling.

"This is the stone statue of the ancestor of the mountain, come and salute!" Ye Xiaofan had just come back to his senses before he glanced at the stone statue, and Ming's worry-free voice sounded in his ears.

Ye Xiaofan didn't dare to slack off, so he hurriedly looked solemn, knelt down, and bowed to the stone statue three times and nine times. This is what every Qingyunmen disciple who comes here for the first time has to do, it is not a secret, Ye Xiaofan has also heard Ming Wufu say it, so as soon as Ming Wuwu speaks, Ye Xiaofan knows what to do.

"Let's go. Ming Wuwu bowed to the stone statue, and after Ye Xiaofan finished saluting, he spoke. After speaking, he turned around and walked towards a large hall at the end of the square, and Ye Xiaofan hurriedly followed.

Qingyun Peak is huge, but now it seems extraordinarily quiet. Along the way, Ming Wufu told Ye Xiaofan some things, saying that tens of thousands of years ago, there were many disciples on Qingyun Peak, and it was very lively to see disciples discussing or elders preaching in the sect on the square, but now, everything no longer exists.