Ye Chen's heart moved and immersed his consciousness in the Pure Yang Immortal Furnace in the Dantian. With the help of the sensing ability of the Pure Yang Immortal Furnace, he immediately changed his color and sensed the huge pressure between the surrounding heaven and earth. The waves of the elementary power in the air are probably some hidden formations. If you accidentally fall into it, you may be destroyed.

A mountain patrol disciple noticed the two: "Which sect are you disciples? You must not approach the main area of ​​the Sutra Library, otherwise the formation will be destroyed immediately if it is touched." He spoke sternly, but he was reminding the two.

"Senior brother, we are here to receive the practice skills." Ye Chen hurriedly handed over the jade talisman of Master Mo Yanchou.

The disciple looked at it and said in surprise: "Jinxiang Sect? The inheritance of this lineage has not been cut off yet. It's really strange!"

A female mountain patrol disciple also came over and looked at Ye Chen and Cheng Rou with a very strange look, which made them feel uncomfortable: "Is there really a sect of Jinxiang Sect? I have never heard of it."

The two of them were very embarrassed and felt very frustrated. They wanted to become stronger immediately, so they could make the vast Jinxiang Sect family known to them.

"You two go to that hall, where all the introductory disciples choose their skills, and the skills inside are very detailed." The two mountain patrol disciples did not bother them anymore, and handed out two waist signs, "Bring this object, the mountain protection formation will not attack you."

At this time, the Pure Yang Immortal Furnace in his body trembled again, as if he wanted to break through the air, which surprised Ye Chen slightly. He had already understood the meaning of the Pure Yang Immortal Furnace trembling every time, which meant that there was at least one Taoist level treasure nearby!

"Don't hesitate, let's go to the hall to choose the exercises." Cheng Rou felt like a ray of light on her back. Although the two mountain patrol disciples had already left, she still felt very uncomfortable and wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

This hall is very tall and wide, and full of ancient charm, with a charm accumulated by Chen Jiu... It is many times better than the four dilapidated halls in Xuanqing Gate. It lies quietly there, like a beast who chooses people to eat, giving people a very dangerous feeling.

Ye Chen knew that this was the formation contained around the hall, which was very dangerous! If the two of them had protective waist cards on their bodies, they would have been attacked by the formation before they even got close to the hall.

There were more than 20 disciples waiting in front of the hall gate. They were talking to each other. When they saw Ye Chen and the others ignored them, they just avoided themselves and let them enter the hall.

"Let's go!" A male disciple in brocade clothes and white robe suddenly sneered, walked out of the crowd, and reached out to stop the two of them.

"What's the point of doing this senior brother?" Ye Chen was shocked and couldn't help but show a strong look of alertness.

Cheng Rou felt something was wrong, and the disciple who stopped them looked very familiar. She changed her color after thinking for a moment: "What is your relationship with Wan Ning!"

The male disciple had a sneer on his lips. His appearance was surprisingly similar to Wanning, and his face was even more feminine. His pair of phoenix eyes were very narrow and long, and he looked very mean.

"Senior Brother Wanfang, do you recognize these two people? They are just disciples who have just started." The disciples beside the disciples asked one after another.

Ye Chen's face changed drastically, Wan Fang? That Wan Ning's brother?

"Ye Chen! You don't go if you have a way in heaven, but you don't have a way in hell! I heard that you hit my two junior brothers, because they are not as skilled as others and cannot blame others. But I, as my senior brother, I want to ask you for advice today." Wan Fang sneered repeatedly, and his whole body exuded a strong murderous aura, approaching the two of them.

"What!"

"This person is Ye Chen! Senior Sister Fang Yumo's fiancé? He is worthy of it?"

...

These disciples were full of enthusiasm and showed hostility to Ye Chen.

"I have millions of love rivals in Xuanqing Sect, and this sentence is really not something that can be covered..." Ye Chen felt a lot of pressure.

Of course, he would not explain to others that he had no intention of the genius female disciple Fang Yumo, and even if he explained, no one would believe it.

Both of them looked ugly. Wanfang's aura was too powerful. At least he was a cultivator in the middle stage of refining light, at least he condensed more than four seeds of Yuanli! The primordial power was surging, and the powerful sense of oppression was like a mountain pressing against him, which made Ye Chen and the others difficult to move and could hardly help sitting on the ground.

Wan Fang wanted to directly oppress the two with a strong aura, sowing the seeds of failure in their hearts, but Ye Chen and the others were determined and soon got rid of the predicament.

Cheng Rou shouted: "You are so brave. Do you dare to kill your fellow disciples in Heng Sect? Do you want to be plucked from the soul and refine your soul!"

Ye Chen even more directly, shouting: "Wanfang! Are you despising Hengzong, and also despising the rules of my Xuanqing Sect?"

Wan Fang's face suddenly turned ashen. He could not have imagined that these two people were so firm and thoughtful, and they immediately fought back, pushing him to the opposite side of the entire Xuanqing Sect!

He is not a disciple of Heng Sect, but is exercising sect tasks similar to "rotating".

From yesterday to now, he has been performing rotating tasks, and he is not sure that Cheng Rou is a new genius disciple in this sect. Otherwise, in order to appease two insignificant subordinates, he might really have to think about it carefully.

Cheng Rou's voice was mixed with true energy, which shocked the air, and the sound was loud; Ye Chen had a strong body and a huge voice. Sword lights immediately flew in the sky, and the disciples above all looked at Wanfang with bad expressions.

Wan Fang hurriedly clasped his fists and said to the surroundings: "Senior brothers, don't believe in slander. These two little beasts are framed and slandering people. I'll teach them a lesson!"

At this moment, he also realized that the sects must not kill their disciples, otherwise the severe punishment of soul-refining and soul-refining under the rules of the sect would be more terrible than death.

Ye Chen was angry and sneered, "Will we frame and frame people? If we can't reason, we will commit murder?"

"Out of the sheath!" Wan Fang shouted loudly, and the long sword behind him let out a clear sang, turning into a green light and rushing out, as fast as the wind, quickly rushing towards Ye Chen and the others!

The first realm of practice is "refining light". As long as you reach the middle stage of refining light and condense four seeds of energy in the dantian, you can sacrifice and refine magic weapons, and have a sense of the heart, so that it can fly and kill the enemy, with infinite power.

The magic weapon sacrifice during the refining period is still very weak, and it is easy to be destroyed by others. It cannot be brought into the body with the spiritual connection between the magic weapon. It can only be carried on it. This is also a popular dress for low-level monks in the world of Taoism.

Cheng Rou was like a light smoke, constantly dodging, and at the same time quickly pulled out the long sword of the spiritual weapon to block the flying sword in the green light.

"Keng!" The two swords intersected, like dragon roaring, and powerful sound waves rolled and stirred, and a fine crack immediately appeared on the ground under Cheng Rou's feet.

As soon as he touched, the sword in Cheng Rou was shaken off from her hand, and a trace of blood overflowed from her tiger's mouth; her face turned red and her chest kept rising and falling, obviously she was suffering internal injuries.

Ye Chen moved the moment Cheng Rou resisted the flying sword.

He jumped out in one step, and suddenly exploded a deep pit under his feet. His whole body was as fast as lightning and rushed towards Wanfang.

Wan Fang snorted coldly, and his thoughts moved. The green flying sword swirled and slashed towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen held the folding fan of the spiritual weapon obtained from Wan Ning in his hand, quickly spread it out, and pulled it hard towards the flying sword!

How powerful is his power? As soon as he slammed down, the wind was immediately stormed, and even the green flying sword was pulled open, crooked and slanted, like drunk in the air.

The flying sword contained a huge force. Ye Chen was able to lift a thousand pounds of huge rocks, but he was shocked by the recoil of the flying sword and his chest was depressed and a mouthful of blood was spurted out.

"Return to the sheath!" The flying sword was attracted and immediately flew back to the scabbard behind Wanfang.
Chapter completed!