Chu Junlan lowered his body and ran all the way with Suixin Zhenren and Xia Zhenyan, until the horse was tired before slowing down.

The wilderness is a vast white world, breathing in the cold air, feeling comfortable in body and mind. There is a white mist in front of Chu Junlan, smiling at the real person Suixin.

"Is there really anyone in this world who can become a sword immortal?"

Suixin Zhenren said cheerfully: "If someone can become a sword immortal, he must be the one from our Qingjian Mountain."

Chu Junlan raised his eyebrows: "So is anyone who has truly become an immortal?"

"Our qualifications are too average, but your qualifications are very good. I think in the future, my junior brother and I will see you and Yan'er become sword immortals."

Chu Junlan knew in his heart that there might be no sword immortals in this world, let alone the so-called immortal cultivation and immortality.

"No, I'm so tired that I'm almost fainted." Xia Zhenyan frowned at this time.

Suixin Zhenren's brows jumped slightly: "In the wilderness, it's snowy and ice. You're not leaving now, where can you go to rest? Go for a while and find a place to rest when you arrive at the next village."

"No, I have to rest now. Master will not want to faint from exhaustion and carry me back, right?"

Suixin Zhen wanted to kick Xia Zhenyan a few times.

Chu Junlan had already experienced Xia Zhenyan's laziness and procrastination, and he didn't feel it was novel at this time. Anyway, he would spend the rest of his life in Qingjian Mountain, and it would be the same sooner or later, so he simply did not interrupt and just followed these two people, and it didn't matter whether he left or stopped.

After such a drag, it was a month since the three of them arrived at Qingjian Mountain. Qingjian Mountain was originally located in the south, and now it is mid-February. There is no need to wear thick winter clothes that Chu Junlan brought, so he bought a new plain horse riding outfit on the way.

"It's here. Go in from this valley and walk for another two hours." The three of them led their horses and walked along the bare mountain road one after another.

Chu Junlan wanted to remember the road, but even though she had always been good at remembering the road, she was dizzy and was surrounded by it. In addition, she seemed to have arranged a formation on the way up the mountain, including turning around. When she stood in front of the mountain gate, Chu Junlan couldn't even recall what iconic scenery she had encountered on the way.

Looking up, a wooden archway towered in front of the square, and the three seal characters "Qingjian Mountain" had peeled off.

The three of them walked through a square covered with bluestone tiles and stepped up to about two hundred steps. Only then did they see the towering palace standing tall, and there was a surging sound of water behind the palace.

Chu Junlan said in shock: "Just just now, I didn't see such a majestic building on the mountain."

Xia Zhenyan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, you will know in the future. That's just some tricks."

Chu Junlan nodded and had a new understanding of Qingjian Mountain.

When he arrived at the gate of the hall, Chu Junlan saw a group of men wearing the same snow-white, wide-breasted robes and jade crowns coming towards him. When he saw them, he stopped to salute and called him uncle, uncle, and uncle.

After these people walked away, Chu Junlan whispered to Xia Zhenyan to question him.

Xia Zhenyan explained: "Those are all the foundations on the mountain, the foundations of my brothers, and the disciples of my uncle."

Chu Junlan stuttered: "It seems that your seniority is quite large."

"Yes, I am the master's closed disciple. My senior brother can be my grandfather at the age of his age."

While speaking, the group came to the main hall of Qingjian Mountain. Xia Zhenyan smiled happily, jumped up the steps, shouting: "Master, the disciple is back!" He rushed into the door directly.

Suixin Zhenren smiled and shook her head: "As long as Yan'er sees his master, he will become a wild monkey. Come on, and take you to see your future uncle."

Chu Junlan smiled and nodded and followed: "Will my seniority in the mountain be very high?"

"That's right, you are my old man's closed disciple."

The hall is very empty, with wooden black lacquered pillars supporting the roof, a complex large chandelier hanging in the middle, and candles are lit on the surrounding walls.

The light from the ground paved with black marble is visible. In the ground, there is a huge three-legged copper tripod with repeated patterns carved on it. An old man wearing a snow-white Taoist robe, silver-white hair, thin figure, gentle face, and a childlike face, was sitting cross-legged on the straw futon in front of the copper tripod, closing his eyes and meditating.

"Junior brother." Suixin Zhenren sat on the cushion beside him with a smile.

The Qing Jian Zhenren looked up and looked at him, his eyes fell on Chu Junlan and nodded slightly.

Chu Junlan hurriedly gave a big gift: "I have seen the Qingjian Zhenren."

Xia Zhenyan said: "This is my master, you will call Uncle Master in the future."

Chu Junlan smiled and said yes, and said, "I haven't officially entered the school yet, so I dare not call him easily."

Qing Jian Zhenren nodded: "What you said is, let's put it in place today, and the introductory ceremony will be held tomorrow morning. Senior brother, what do you think?"

The voice of the Qingjian Zhenren is slow, and the hidden sound of gold and stone echoes in the hall.

Suixin Zhenren smiled: "What my junior brother said is reasonable, just do what my junior brother said."

The two real people ordered Xia Zhenyan to arrange Chu Junlan to stay.

Leaving the main hall, Xia Zhenyan and Chu Junlan went out side by side and led her to a clean courtyard behind the hall.

"I live alone here, so I live in the yard next to you. Later, I ask someone to bring you clothes, and I will wear the white clothes you have just seen on the mountain."

"Okay." Chu Junlan nodded and agreed.

"My master doesn't talk much, he likes quietness, not as handsome as his master, but he is easy to get along with, so you don't have to worry."

Chu Junlan smiled and said, "Okay, don't worry."

After seeing Xia Zhenyan off, Chu Junlan sat down on the only three-dimensional arhat bed in the house and breathed a long sigh.

But in a moment, a disciple from the mountain sent a unified white dress. Chu Junlan changed his clothes properly and his hair was tied high into a ponytail. Someone came to deliver a meal in the middle, and no one disturbed him the rest of the time, so Chu Junlan was happy to be quiet.

The next morning, Xia Zhenyan came to find the heroine to go out.

"Master and Master summoned the disciples from the mountain to gather in front of the hall, and the introductory ceremony began immediately. Come with me."

Chu Junlan nodded and followed Xia Zhenyan without saying a word.

The skirt was flying in the early morning with the spring breeze blowing. Chu Junlan raised his hand and pinned the long hair of his temples behind his ears. When his fingertips touched the pearl earrings, he felt a moment of uneasiness in his heart, and she forced him to suppress it again.

There were white and neatly standing in the square of the main hall, and there were about a hundred people.

Both Qing Jian Zhenren and Suixin Zhenren were wearing white clothes, standing on the platform at the top of the steps, one left and one right.

When Chu Junlan got closer, he saw two people with crane hair and baby faces, white clothes flying in the wind, and they were truly immortal.

Suixin Zhenren smiled and said, "Chu Junlan, today you will enter my Qingjian Mountain. From now on, you will be your teacher and abide by the rules of the gate. You must not..."
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