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"Hu!"

A mouthful of illusory spiritual qi emerged from Qin Lie's nose and mouth, it was as light as mist, spiralling upwards until it surrounded Qin Lie's body, causing him to look dreamlike.

Qin Lie sat in the middle of the sun, breathing in and out of Profound Spirit Qi, every pore of his body was breathing, as though he had a fresh life of his own, an extremely mysterious Qi rippled out from within his body from inside out. This was the last scripture he carved using the first set of tortoise shell, and streams of Spirit Qi flowed through his veins, causing the sound of water flowing to appear, which slowly spread throughout his body one step at a time.

This time, he operated very carefully, touching on all of the acupoints. The Heavenly Profound Manual was indeed worthy of being called the manual of the first generation Emperor of the Profound Sky Continent, it was extremely profound. Qin Lie felt that his heart was as clear as a mirror this time, and his mind seemed to be wandering in the void.

Qin Lie opened his eyes after an unknown amount of time had passed. He had finally mastered the art of martial arts, and although he couldn't change the world or change the stars, it was still possible for him to inscribe a few profound formations with subtle changes.

Since he had already stepped onto this path, he would definitely follow the Xuanji Emperor, Fuxi, and the others to their limits.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, two months had passed.

A thin figure stood at the entrance of the southern city of Lingyun City.

Qin Lie's face was covered in dust. He looked up at the tall and broad stone wall, looked at the guards at both ends of the stone door, and muttered: "Ling Yun City … where the Ten Ancient Sects are. "

In the next moment, a commotion broke out outside the city gate. There was even someone wildly running and shouting, "The opening of the Lingyun Sect is here — —"

"There's finally wind! Haha!" We've been waiting here for two whole months! "

"Idiot, the storm is approaching, hurry up and run!"

The streets were in a state of chaos, as if chickens and dogs were flying and wolves were running. In the blink of an eye, the previously crowded streets were emptied of people.

Qin Lie gazed into the distance and indeed, the dense clouds were already drifting far away slowly.

As the wind blew stronger and stronger, the mountain, which had been hidden in the clouds all year round, finally revealed itself.

However, on the southern side of this place, there was a dense mass of dark clouds. The dark clouds were also drifting here along with the wind. Lightning flashed, and the sound of rolling thunder could be heard from time to time.

But Qin Lie's expression, slowly turned into one of disappointment.

At this time, it was unknown if she was already at the summit of Shengshan Mountain, dancing in the wind. It was said that this habit had already begun a hundred years ago in the Archaeozoic Era.

Qin Lie couldn't help but stare blankly for a while as he thought back to that ethereal and extremely enchanting figure.

After passing through a dense forest with a radius of over a hundred miles, they flew across a three hundred zhang wide river. This roller coaster had finally arrived at the foot of a majestic mountain.

The first thing that came to the eyes of the three of them was an enormous gate.

A stone door that was nine hundred zhang tall and had a total of eighteen giant stone pillars. Its entire body was made up of deep green spirit jade and was engraved with all sorts of relief sculptures. It was incredibly grand and magnificent. The steps were all made of stone and were extremely wide.

without a doubt, revealing the domineering aura of the seventh Ten Ancient Sects sect.

"This is Spirit Sword Mountain? "So huge …"

Qin Lie raised his head and tried to look at the mountain peak. However, it was hidden in the clouds and mist, unable to take a glimpse at its true appearance.

"This place is at least three times larger than Arctic Mountain Range! No, at least five times. it is truly worthy of being a Lingyun Sect — "

Qin Lie secretly scoffed, what does the size of Spirit Sword Mountain have to do with Lingyun Sect? He coldly snorted: "This Spirit Sword Mountain, is really too big. "But the mountains are not high, but the immortal names; the water is not deep, but the dragon is the spiritual —"

He paused for a moment and recalled that this mountain was indeed guarded by the most powerful person in the world, the Immortal level.

In the past, his biggest wish was to use his Ten Ancient Sects to stomp on them with all his might. I wonder if it will work?

He had been eyeing the secret manuals of martial arts and spirit arts that the Lingyun Sect had passed down for tens of thousands of years.

Qin Lie stopped in his tracks, and with a solemn expression, he bowed to a square-faced cultivator: "Misty Cloud City, Qin Lie, has come to join the Lingyun Sect Sect!"

The square-faced cultivator looked at Qin Lie and said expressionlessly: "Follow me!"

After he finished speaking, he raised his hand and a cloud-shaped magic tool flew out and hovered in the air.

Qin Lie then stepped onto the 'cloud'.

"Stand firm!"

The cultivator gave a brief reminder as his hands formed a seal. Then, he chanted a spell and said the word, "Rise." The clouds below immediately rose into the air and slowly flew towards the mountain peak.

This cloud wasn't fast, but it was much faster than walking. In just a short moment, they had reached the middle of the mountain.

When they were about a hundred thousand feet high, the practitioner once again spread out his hand seal and said the word 'draw'. The cloud descended forward.

The terrain here was extremely flat, and was a platform that jutted out from the middle of the mountain. It was fully thirty thousand meters of space, and right in front of him was an enormous Dao Palace.

Outside the Dao Palace door, there were dozens of Daoists. There was also a group of children who were lined up in a neat row with a solemn expression on their faces.

When the square-faced cultivator landed in front of the palace gates, he immediately spoke to an old man dressed in silver robes with his head bowed: "Martial Uncle Lin, this young man wishes to join my sect. Please make your decision, Martial Uncle Lin! "

The old Daoist half opened his eyes, and only after he finished speaking did he glance at Qin Lie. His gaze flickered, and he directly waved his sleeves: "I understand, I'll go to the examination hall. However, Spirit Weizi, that Old Man, was currently not in Yue Ling Village. It should be due to him going to the Spirit Nurturing Dao Palace — "

Zhou Ji bowed deeply again before heading to the examination hall. Qin Lie followed him slowly, but just as he stepped into the room. Then, a cold snort came out of his mouth, "Is that the Qin Lie who injured the Mysterious Sky Sect Little Saint Ruler? He actually came here?!"

Zong Shou blinked his eyes and looked into the crowd. With this look, it immediately made him feel slightly apprehensive.

Aside from the annual general elections, there were also some people from the Lingyun Sect who specialized in searching for talents from all the dynasties. Pick the jade with the best talent and bring it into the mountain to become an inner disciple.

Zhou Ji, who was nearby, also laughed. He pretended that he didn't hear her and ignored her. He walked forward.

Qin Lie laughed involuntarily. The style of a Lingyun Sect disciple, had always been like this, looking down on everyone. When they thought themselves high up in the sky, they looked down on everyone who came to join. The competition within the sect was also extremely strong.

The palace gate, on the other hand, was a huge arena, which took up almost half of the entire Dao Palace.

When the two of them directly went over, the sect guard intentionally looked to the left and right, at the stone platform that was built three hundred meters behind the Dao Palace gate. He had seen these two places countless times and was extremely familiar with them.

Legend has it that the left side of this place was the Heavenly Talisman Stage, and there were Talisman s that no one could draw on top of it. On the right was the Bright Sword Stage and on the stage was the Sword Formation that no one could break through.

At least in Archaeozoic Era, it was indeed as the rumors said. Even the Sky Realm warriors couldn't do anything about it. It made all the martial cultivators and Spirit Masters in East Wasteland feel extremely ashamed and ashamed.

Faintly visible were twelve stone monuments towering on the left side of the stage. On the right, there were eighteen puppets that remained silent.

The corner of Qin Lie's mouth curled up coldly, and he withdrew his gaze without lingering any longer.

After passing through the drill grounds, one would see an antique hall in front of them with vermilion cloud paint and golden glazed roof tiles. It looked extremely luxurious.

However, just as the two of them stepped into the second hall, a middle-aged man in a silver white robe stepped out of the door.

When he saw the two of them, his eyes flashed, and his expression darkened. He turned to Zhou Ji and asked, "Where is this person from?" "Why so?"

Zhou Ji did not feel anything was amiss, and immediately repeated the same answer he had given: "Disciple has seen Martial Uncle Liang Miaozi, he is from the Misty Cloud City. Wishing to become a disciple of my sect. Martial Uncle ordered me to wait for him at the examination hall! "

"Misty Cloud City? Is it the place that was recently rumored to have been injured by people from the Little Saint Ruler? "

Liang Miaozi raised his hand into the air, he looked at Qin Lie indifferently, and then laughed coldly: "So it's you, but in the early stage of the Ten Thousand Profound, do you think you can become my disciple?"

Zhou Ji was startled, and hesitated: "Martial Uncle, is this a bit inappropriate? We cannot reject the precedent of others entering the sect. "

"Precedent? That was before me! I, Liang Miaozi, do not know what those seniors in charge of the Assembling Hall thought in the past. However, in my hands, there is no way I can tolerate it! Furthermore, Sect Leader already had an order in advance, so my Lingyun Sect definitely will not interfere in the battle of Heavenly Dragon Empire. "

Liang Miaozi's voice suddenly turned cold, and replied sternly: "If you want to join my sect, it's also easy, you just have to pass the assessment!"

Zhou Ji frowned, he did not dare refute him, and could only look at Qin Lie apologetically.

Qin Lie's expression still remained as cold as ice from the beginning till the end.

Before he finished speaking, Qin Lie suddenly chuckled.

The sounds of discussion outside the Dao Palace entrance continuously flowed into his ears. Liang Miaozi who was on the stairs stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Qin Lie from above as if he was an ant.

Qin Lie thought angrily in his mind, but surprisingly it all disappeared, and instead, he laughed out loud.

At this moment, his heart was as clear as a mirror, and his will as cold as ice.

Zhou Ji was stunned and subconsciously tried to dissuade him. However, his expression suddenly changed. He suddenly felt that the young man in front of him had a faint sense of incomparable majesty.

It was obviously a smile, but it gave off the feeling of an erupting volcano. The imposing aura of the eight Netherpassage Realm Cultivation Level caused his heart to skip a beat as well as his mind to become silent for a moment.

Then, he saw Qin Lie turn around and directly walk towards the Sword Discourse Arena on the right.

"I had long since heard that the Lingyun Sect's founder once used eighteen puppets to lay down a Sword Formation. Without Real Strength s, anyone who could last past a hundred breaths of time would be considered a true disciple. For three hundred breaths of time, he could become a direct descendant. Whoever cuts down a puppet will directly become the disciple of the clan elder of Sect Leader! "

Stepping up the stairs, Qin Lie suddenly unsheathed his sword, and looked at the eighteen wooden figures who were silently fighting against each other.

"Didn't you say that you want to take the examination?" Not talented, Qin Lie will try to see if this Sword Formation is truly worthy of its name. "

As the sound of his voice faded, the entire drill grounds suddenly fell silent. It was not only Yin Yang and Chu Xue who were stunned. The group of young cultivators at the Dao Palace gate were completely silent. Even Liang Miaozi was stunned.

After a long while, a loud laugh could be heard. A figure leaped up into the air and descended on the Sword Brilliance Stage. It was the old man surnamed Lin who Zhou Ji called Master Granduncle. He smiled at Qin Lie: "You little boy, although your age is small, your tone is not small, and is somewhat interesting. But you already know our sect's rules, so you should also know that once you enter our Bright Sword Stage, you will be responsible for your life and death? Unless you do not use any Genuine Qi spirit arts, supporting yourself for more than a hundred breaths of time — — "

Qin Lie slightly nodded his head, holding the Pine Ripple Wind Sword in his hand. Without any hesitation, he walked towards the center of the stone stage as usual: "No need for nonsense, I, Qin Lie, naturally know your Lingyun Sect's rules!"

Hearing that, the old man did not get angry, and nodded: "It's good that you know! Ever since the Primordial Era, a total of thirteen thousand seven hundred people have come to our sect to challenge the Sword Formation within the Heavenly Dragon Empire. From Grandmasters of the Black Turtle Sect to Warriors of the first rank, none of them could win. The number of people that died on this stage was more than three thousand. There had been fewer and fewer people challenging this formation lately. I, Lin Fei, have only seen three people in these four hundred years. Even though you possess the dual meridians, you are unable to cultivate. "However, to have the courage to step on this stage is worthy of praise."

Liang Miaozi, who was not far away, let out a cold laugh. "You want to challenge my sect's Sword Formation? "He is really reckless!"

Halfway through Lin Fei's words, Qin Lie revealed an expression of impatience. He smiled awkwardly and no longer spoke. A Talisman was shot out, transforming into a dozen or so points of light, entering the bodies of the wood golems that were the same size as the real people.

The eyes of the eighteen puppets immediately shone with red light. From head to toe, there was also the sound of crackling. It was as if an old machine had been activated again after hundreds or even thousands of years.

Qin Lie just so happened to step into the center of the stage, with Longsword s pointing at him. The game partner of the Divine Emperor said that he had completely reproduced this set of Sword Formation in the virtual world, to the point of being victorious. However, the real Little Luo Tian Sword Formation was different from the replicas in the game. It was no surprise that he had seen a lot of advertising by those unscrupulous merchants.

He wondered if he would be able to withstand it.

The puppets moved for a moment, until all the creaking sounds disappeared. He'd only just abruptly taken an incredibly orderly step forward when it emitted an explosive "Hua" sound.

He then took a few more steps forward. Eighteen shining swords, radiating cold light!

Qin Lie smiled and took three steps to the left. The eighteen golems then shifted positions. Every movement, every step, was rigid and precise to the extreme. Afterwards, a total of nine Longsword came piercing over from all directions.

Even though he had already seen it countless times in his previous life, Qin Lie still sighed inwardly. Indeed, there was not a single flaw to exploit.

This set of Sword Formation, was undoubtedly the most exquisite. The eighteen sword puppets were on guard as they cooperated with each other to the point that their coordination was superb.

If it were any other person using it, perhaps they would be able to display an even greater amount of power, but they would definitely not be able to do so. It was a flawless method.

It was just that this feeling was slightly different from the Sword Formation that he was familiar with.

With no intentions of resisting, Qin Lie stepped forward once again. He almost brushed past the edge of the blade as he dodged out of the circle. Then, like a butterfly, he moved inside the Sword Formation. It was slightly awkward, but it was also incomparably slippery.

As he activated the Sword Formation, Lin Fei who seemed to have fallen asleep opened his eyes once again and exclaimed.