"Make way, make way! New Inner Gate Daozi arrives --"
Lin Hao's voice was as loud as a megaphone, Shouting all the way from the foot of the mountain to the gate, his face turning red. As they passed, the outer disciples parted like a tide, their eyes all fixed on the figure in white behind them.
Chu Xuan walked with his hands behind his back, the corners of his clothes lightly lifted by the wind, and the faint golden mark on his brow was faintly visible, as if he had a spotlight. He bowed his hands in all directions, laughing harmless: "Senior brothers and sisters, don't be nervous. I don't eat people."
The crowd quivered in a low voice --
"Is this Chu Xuan from the mortal world? It doesn't look like him. His air is more striking than that of the imperial prince."
"One move to kill Zhao Lie, combat power at least 150, who would dare to use him as a servant in the lower world?"
"I heard that the sect master himself named the inner Sect, and the cave is located in 'Listening to the Snow Cliff', which is next door to Elder Ling!"
Tingxueya, one of the areas with the richest spiritual veins of the inner sect of Qingyun, is covered with snow all year round and has a gurgling of spiritual springs. In the past, only the elder personally passed on the residence. Now distributing it to a young man from the mortal world is no different from publicly announcing: Chu Xuan is the new face of Qingyun Sect.
On the way to the Inner Gate Affairs Hall, Chu Xuan was surrounded like a monkey. Lin Hao puffed out his chest, as if he were promoted, and muttered in a low voice, "Junior brother, don't be polite in a moment, kill them fiercely! The inner gate benefits are fat and oily."
Chu Xuan laughed: "I'm not a bandit."
"Oh, those guys from the inner gate who are so arrogant will have to be killed to feel comfortable." "
As he spoke, he arrived at the office. White jade steps, green tiles and upturned eaves, two stone lions with bared teeth and claws at the entrance, carved from spiritual jade, are full of vitality. Inside the hall, the deacons and elders were already waiting, with a row of brand-new inner gate jade plaques, golden silk robes and spiritual stone bags on the table, dazzling to the eyes.
"Nephew Chu, please." The deacon elder smiles, not the slightest bit of the haughtiness of the outer gate, even a little... Sycophancy.
Chu Xuan bowed: "Thank you, elder."
"Ha ha, you're kind, you're kind." With a wave of the elder's hand, the jade token flew up and hovered before the young man. "Drop a drop of blood, and from now on you are an official disciple of the Inner sect, numbered - Grade Three."
Jia SAN means that in the entire inner gate, only two people are ranked above him. The crowd stirred again, and Lin Hao trembled with excitement: "I go, Jia SAN! The eldest sister is the first, Zhao Lie is the seventh, and he's left eight streets behind!"
Chu Xuan cuts his fingertip, blood drops fall on the jade token, and in a flash, his name appears. At the same time, the golden silk robe on the table, without wind, came down to his shoulder with a whoosh. It was just right in size, and the golden silk streaks flowed, as if gilding him with a soft glow.
"Inner Sect Monthly: Five hundred medium-grade spirit stones, six free use of the high-grade spirit Gathering array, 30% discount on the sect Treasure house." The elder deacon laughed until his teeth were visible, "In addition, the sect master specially ordered a spiritual vein cave, Listen to Snow Cliff No. 7, the key is here."
An ice crystal key was handed to Chu Xuan in the palm of his hand. It felt cold, but there was golden spiritual thread flowing inside, resonating with the mark of the covenant. The moment he grasped the key, Chu Xuan clearly felt a pure spiritual energy flowing from his arm into his dantian, and the lotus table joyfully turned twice as if in a frenzy.
Lin Hao's eyes were wide open: "Oh my, the key with its own spiritual vein! This kind of treatment, even if it's passed down by the elder himself, isn't it?"
The eyes of the surrounding disciples changed completely - envy, awe, passion, and no one dared to show the slightest contempt. Mortal origin? Joke! The resources they have now are enough to crush most of the noble family's children to the ground.
Chu Xuan put away the key and bowed to the elder deacon: "Thank you, Elder, disciple satisfied."
"Satisfied, satisfied." The elder rubbed his hands and lowered his voice, "If there are any more advanced elixirs in the future, remember to give priority to the Affairs Hall. The price is negotiable."
Chu Xuan chuckled, this was an open attempt to please. He nodded, neither refusing nor agreeing, with just the right measure. Ling Qingxue had taught him: The water inside is deeper, the exchange of interests is the norm, don't owe a favor easily.
When the formalities were completed, the crowd automatically made way. Chu Xuan stepped forward, his golden silk robe fluttered in the wind, his back as tall as a pine. Lin Hao trotted to catch up and whispered, "Junior brother, oh no, Senior Brother Chu! When you rise to great heights, don't forget my brother!"
"Don't worry, I'll give you enough sugar-coated haws." Chu Xuan laughed loudly, his voice clear and loud, spreading through the crowd and drawing a chorus of kind laughter. At this moment, no one remembers his origin in the mortal world anymore, only remembering - Jia SAN, Ting Xueya, Daozi Chu Xuan!
But at the end of the crowd, a hunched figure turned quietly, his eyes full of venom like a snake --
Elder Li's fist crunched in his sleeve, his nails sunken into his palm, and blood oozed out, but he was oblivious. He stared fixedly at Chu Xuan's back, his voice so low that only he could hear: "Little bastard, don't be too smug too early, on the Kunlun road, let's calculate slowly!"
He turned away, his back into the shadows, like a lurking venomous snake, waiting for the right moment to strike.
...
Listen to Snow Cliff, Cave No. 7.
Chu Xuan pushed the door open, and the spiritual energy was overwhelming him, as if he had burst into a warm cloud. In the cave, the stone tables and beds were carved from spirit jade, and the walls were inlaid with night pearls, which shone gently; In the center, a gurgling spring of spirit gushed out, and the mist was thick. Just one breath, and it felt as if every part of the body was clear.
"Rich configuration!" " Lin Hao touched the bed of spirit Jade, drooling quickly. "How many spirit stones is this?"
Chu Xuan laughed and scolded, "Stop your drooling. If you want to practice, come often in the future."
"Really?" Lin Hao's eyes shone and he rubbed his hands again the next second. "Well... Sugar-coated haws?
"Enough!"
The young man, chatting and laughing, had already reached the spiritual spring, touched the water surface with his fingertip, the ripples spread, gold and blue interwoven, in harmony with the mark of the covenant. His heart stirred, he sat cross-legged, the lotus platform emerged spontaneously, devouring the spirit energy crazily, the golden pill body trembled slightly as if cheering.
Lin Hao retreated to the entrance of the cave and muttered in a low voice, "Demon, at this rate, I'm afraid it won't be long before he can strike the golden pill?"
Before he could finish speaking, there was a sound of footsteps outside the cave, and a figure stood in front of the door, his voice gloomy --
"Chu Xuan, listen to the spirit vein of the Snow Cliff, it's not something you, a mortal kid, can have alone. Be sensible and give way out of the cave, otherwise --"
Lin Hao poked his head out to see the person and his face changed: "Conservative True Lineage, Wang Song!"
In the cave, Chu Xuan opened his eyes, and a flash of golden light vanished. He rose slowly, stretched his body, and his voice was soft but clear -
"Otherwise what? Hit me? Snatch me? Or - crying and begging me?"
Wang Song's face turned ashen, and with a thunderous burst of spiritual pressure, the five layers of foundation force fell like a mountain. Chu Xuan, however, merely raised his hand, the golden silk robe moved without wind, and the faint light of the mark between his eyebrows flashed -
Boom!
A wave of ice-fire spirit burst out from beneath his feet, like a lotus that suddenly bloomed, shaking Wang Song back three steps!
"To fight? All right, the loser, leave the key to the cave." The young man laughed with sharp teeth, "I'm just missing a storage room."
Wang Song's face turned pale and blue, and he left in a huff, leaving behind a harsh word: "On the Kunlun road, you look good!"
Chu Xuan scratched his ears and shouted at his back, "Remember to bring sugar-coated haws as an apology!"
Silence around, Lin Hao gave him a thumbs-up: "Junior brother, oh no, senior brother is mighty!"
Wang Song slunk away, his footsteps clattering on the mountain path, as if someone had tapped the sole of his shoe. Lin Hao made a face at the back of the figure and turned back to wink at Chu Xuan: "Senior brother, your mouth-firing skills are invincible at the Foundation Establishment stage."
"Ji Cao, Wu Liu." Chu Xuan flicked the gold thread on his sleeve and turned to go into the cave. "Come in for tea and share the spoils."
"Divide the spoils?" Lin Hao's ears whoosh up and his fart follows.
Beside the stone table, Chu Xuan waved his hand --
Whoosh!
The master's extra mid-level magical artifacts were lined up in a row: the Crimson Sky Wheel, the Cold Crystal Shield, the Green Wind Shuttle, plus a bottle of the top-of-the-line "Condensation Essence Pill" of the Foundation Establishment stage, and the medicinal fragrance made Lin Hao sneeze on the spot.
"I'll go! Crimson Sky Wheel, the ultimate of the fire element, can control the air when the foundation is established! Cold Crystal shield, can withstand the first strike of the Golden Core! Qingfeng Suo, fleeing for life... Oh no, strategic transfer tool!" Every time Lin Hao touched one, his voice rose by an octave, and finally he looked at Chu Xuan longingly, "Really?"
Chu Xuan stuffed the cold crystal shield into his bosom: "You have a loud voice and are suitable as a meat shield. Take it." He scooped up the green wind shuttle again. "This is for you to play with for two days. Don't lose it. Return it to me."
Lin Hao was moved to tears: "Junior brother... Oh no, dear brother! From now on, anyone who wants to get against you will get past me first!"
"Go, go, go, stop being mushy." Chu Xuan laughed and kicked him, but he carried the crimson wheel behind his back. The fiery red wheel was like a little sun, making the golden silk robe even more dazzling.
...
Outside the cave, the sun was setting.
Chu Xuan stood by the spirit spring, and with a flip of his palm, the Red sky wheel "whizzed" and flew out, growing against the wind and turning into a fire disk about ten feet long. With the tip of his foot, he landed firmly on the center of the wheel, and his spiritual energy was infused --
Boom!
The fire wheel broke through the air, dragging out a long red tail and circling around the Listening Snow Cliff, so fast that the air was torn apart with a sharp whistling sound. Wherever it passed, the snow instantly vaporized and white mist rose, like a cloud scarf draped over the snow-capped mountains.
"Cool!" " Chu Xuan laughed, his voice scattered by the wind.
In the distance, several inner disciples looked up, stunned --
"That is... Chu Xuan? Can you fly with weapons just after establishing a foundation?"
"Crimson Sky Wheel! "Given by the master himself, Ma De, I weep with envy!"
"Quick, take pictures... Oh no, photo stone!"
The Red Sky wheel made a beautiful dive and came to a steady stop in front of the cave. Chu Xuan jumped down, and the wheel automatically shrank and hung behind him like a loyal raven. He bowed to the onlookers and said, "Senior brothers, please, test flight over, next time charge."
The crowd burst into laughter, but the reverent gaze could no longer be concealed --
150 combat power, flying artifact in hand, top-notch inner sect configuration, mortal origin? Joke, he's a real big shot now!
...
On the other side, back alley of the office.
Elder Li stood in the shade, his face so gloomy as to drip water after Wang Song's report: "The Air Control artifact? The master gave him the Crimson Sky Wheel too!"
Wang Song gritted his teeth and said, "Elder, I can't bear it any longer! On Kunlun Road, I'll find someone to kill him!"
"Shut up!" Li Guanhai suddenly appeared, his voice cold. "Before the great competition, if anyone dares to fight privately, don't blame this sect master for being heartless!"
Elder Li lowered his head, concealed the malice in his eyes, but roared in his heart: Little bastard, don't be smug, Kunlun Secret Realm is your grave!
...
Night, listen to Cave No. 7 of the Snow Cliff.
Chu Xuan sat cross-legged in the spirit spring, the Red sky wheel hanging above his head, and the firelight illuminated the resolute profile of the young man. Ling Qingxue stood by the spring with her hands behind her back, and her voice was soft but clear: "From today on, you are officially ranked as the third inner gate, and the resource tilt is just the beginning. Remember, a power of 150 is not enough in Kunlun."
Chu Xuan opened his eyes, his eyes flashing with ice and fire: "I know, but I will go all the way up until --"
"Until?"
"Until the day the bell is rung, let all of Kunlun hear my name!"
The young man's voice was clear, with the flamboyance typical of a young man, but no one dared to laugh at his arrogance anymore.
Because he could do it.