In fact, this was really Zhuge Wulie's over-worry.

As a clone of the Sword Spirit, Lu Xuanji is not tempted by ordinary opportunities. The most important goal of this trip is to learn the "One Qi Righteous Heart Technique" for his true self.

A few people exchanged a few words. On the south side of the square, Duanmu Yun stood up and said, "Without further ado, since the list of your Huijianliu has been confirmed, let's go to meet the master uncle together and prepare to meet up with fellow disciples from various academies.

"

Of course, the four people from the north had no objections to this.

"Let's go."

Zhuge Wulie and Duanmu Yun each cast a spell, and the eight white jade stone pillars bloomed with bright rays of light at the same time.

Soon, the strong power of space emitted, causing ripples in the surrounding space.

"I'm envious!"

Among the academy disciples who were watching, many showed admiration.

The eight people on the stone pillar are the eight most outstanding swordsmen among the saints in the entire academy!

I don’t know how many academy disciples dream that one day they can be like these eight people, slaying demons with their swords and being admired by thousands of people!

Under the envious gazes of everyone, the figures on the eight white jade stone pillars gradually faded and finally disappeared.

"Oh, it's over, let's all disperse."

"We can only wait for the next virtual realm discussion. Five hundred years later, I will also attack the sword heart realm!"

"Yes, I have ambition! But you should first consider how to overcome your second difficulty."

"Hahaha!"

…

All the academy disciples slowly left the scene amidst the commotion.

As for Liang Yan, he was teleported together with Zhuge Wulie, Dong Guoyue and others. After an unknown period of time, the surrounding space gradually stabilized, and a subtle and elegant fragrance could be smelled.

He landed on his feet and looked around, only to see an endless sea of ​​clouds beneath his feet.

There is a stone arch in front, and a plaque hangs on the arch, which reads: "Zonghengju" in three big characters!

"This is... the Saint's Dojo!" Liang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

He already knew from Su Xiaodie that the saints and disciples of Hidden Sword Academy did not live in the same space. Each saint had his own dojo and would only appear in the outside world under special circumstances.

The "Zonghengju" in front of us is the dojo of Yang Yizhi, the immortal swordsman.

"Alas, I still can't escape this level after all." Liang Yan sighed in his heart.

After all, there is something fishy about his identity as Lu Xuanji, and it would be impossible for a saint to see it. But in front of a saint, even he is not completely sure that he can hide it.

"Try it. After several fusions, the Taixu Gourd has become an extraordinary creature. My sword spirit body is born from the essence of the sword world. Even a saint can't see through it that easily..."

"Besides, my Sword Spirit clone is not an ordinary clone, but is similar to the Taoist Qi transforming into three pure beings. Strictly speaking, Lu Xuanji and Liu Xundao are both independent monks, but they just share their consciousness..."

If you want to get the two skills, it is only a matter of time to meet a saint.

Sooner or later, you have to pass this level. If you succeed, everything will be fine. If you fail, it will not be worse than now...

Thinking of this, Liang Yan gritted his teeth and followed everyone into Zonghengju.

After passing the stone gate, I saw clouds and mist all around. Two kinds of clouds could be seen everywhere, one was as pure black as a millstone, and the other was as pure white as a jade plate.

Black clouds and white clouds alternated vertically and horizontally, like hillsides. As soon as everyone's spiritual consciousness approached, they were sucked into the clouds and could no longer extricate themselves.

Just when everyone was dizzy, an old voice suddenly sounded in front of them:

"Come in, everyone."

As the sound sounded, the surrounding clouds and fog slowly dispersed, and the black and white clouds began to move into the distance.

After a while, a broad road appeared ahead.

Everyone walked along this avenue and soon saw a white jade futon with an old man sitting on it.

This man wears a straw hat, has a pale face, and has deep-set eyes.

His gaze was extremely profound, as if he had the ability to see through everything, but with just a brief glance, everyone present did not even dare to express his anger.

After a moment, Zhuge Wulie and Duanmu Yun cupped their hands at the same time and said: "Greetings, Uncle Master."

"Um."

Yi Jianxian nodded slightly and said calmly: "The Jade Sword Immortal is in retreat, and the Book Sword Immortal has other important matters. I will lead the team this time. Do you have any objections?"

"We will obey our uncle's orders!" everyone said in unison.

Yi Jianxian's eyes swept through everyone one by one, and finally fell on Liang Yan.

"You are not a disciple of my Hidden Sword Academy, but you can actually obtain the qualification to discuss Taoism in the virtual realm. It seems that you have good means."

Yi Jianxian's words seemed to have something to say. After hearing this, Liang Yan immediately expressed fear: "How can I hide this from my senior's eyes with this little trick? I yearn for Confucianism very much, and I also ask your senior to give me a chance.

I will not let my seniors down."

"Haha, you do know how to talk."

Yi Jianxian smiled slightly, looked at Liang Yan carefully for a moment, and suddenly asked: "If I guessed correctly, you once had a great opportunity to develop the innate Yimu body, right?"
Chapter completed!