Autumn is set at the foot of a high mountain, with its head slightly raised and its eyes narrowed, looking at the giant mountain carefully.
After a moment’s scrutiny, Qiu smiled and climbed along the tiny radial direction of the giant mountain.
Autumn was full of strength and tried to transport her flying skills. In half an hour, she climbed a kilometer towards the mountain.
Qingtian Mountain not only covers a wide area, but also has a very high mountain, and it is extremely steep and difficult to climb.
Autumn’s physical strength keeps running, and his feet go straight to the mountain without stopping. So after another hour, Autumn climbs about two kilometers away.
It took a total of one and a half hours to climb this giant mountain from autumn, and a total of three thousand meters was climbed.
The height of the Mount Qomolangma is thousands of feet, and it is like a sword connecting the sky and the earth. Half of the Mount Qomolangma is covered by clouds and not surrounded by clouds, and the half of the Mount Qomolangma is exactly three kilometers away.
At this time, autumn stopped climbing, bent over and gasped, and climbed along the steep mountain road to the Qingtian Mountain for a whole hour and a half. Even autumn was hard to persist at this time.
Fortunately, he finally reached his goal, although he was exhausted and depressed and tired in autumn.
Half crouched with his back against the rock, panting in autumn, and his face was bleak. It was extremely tired to the extreme.
However, although Qiu is very tired, his mouth is smiling with a heart.
Autumn eyes looked up at all the spirits and looked at the pale white clouds around the mountain in front, which was very pleasant.
Staring at the clouds in front of him, autumn looks very gentle and serene, and his eyes reveal many emotions such as joy, gratified expectation and so on.
Since we know that there are immortals in the world, it is profound to yearn for immortality in autumn. It is no wonder that Qiu is so rude that his dream will come true at the moment.
In front of Qiu, there is a hazy cloud at the height of 3 thousand meters on the Qingtian Mountain, but Qiu knows that this cloud is not as simple as it seems. Behind this cloud, there is a Sect of cultivating immortals, which is the Qingtian Gate.
Autumn first meditates cross-legged, takes a short rest, slightly supplements the exhausted strength in the abdomen, and then pulls out the dark giant from the bosom to force the strength in the abdomen into the palm of your hand and then pours it into the token.
After Qingtianling absorbed the autumn pouring force, the token’s light flashed several times, and then a little red awn flew out of the token and disappeared into the clouds.
After the red awn disappeared into the fog, Qiu waited quietly for a moment, and then he saw that the mountain was tightly wrapped in the fog. Suddenly, a white awn flew out of the fog, and it was too fast for the naked eye to see it in autumn.
The white mans suddenly rushed from the clouds and stopped in front of the autumn. Looking intently, there is a small flying sword in front of your face, but there is one person standing in front of it.
Autumn looked at the man carefully and saw that he was dressed in a Tsing Yi robe with a pair of middle-aged faces and shining eyes.
The middle-aged man’s royal sword flew to Qiu and took a cold look at Qiu. Finally, his eyes fell on Qiu’s right hand.
When the middle-aged man stared at Qiu, he felt a cold all over, as if he were going to be seen through by this person. Generally, his body trembled slightly until the middle-aged man looked at Qiu and returned to normal.
"You are Qiu, aren’t you?" The middle-aged man looked at Qiu’s right hand and said coldly.
"Yes" Qiu solemnly answered.
"Do you want to worship me and learn the method of cultivating immortals?" Middle-aged people ask again
"Yes," replied Qiu without hesitation.
"Well, come with me."
The middle-aged man’s voice just fell and he didn’t wait for Qiu to respond. He was a rush to fly a sword towards Qiu.
In the face of the middle-aged man who collided head-on, Qiu was frightened to disgrace. He just assumed a defensive posture and felt his body tightened and then lost all his ability to act.
Autumn is horrified. I don’t know that the middle-aged man is going to deal with himself, but now he has been received by the middle-aged man and is flying towards the clouds.
Qiu felt relaxed and regained his freedom when he flew the sword. He was trying to do something when he was stopped by the words of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man still said to Qiu in a cold voice, "Don’t move. I don’t care if you fall."
When the middle-aged man said that Qiu really didn’t dare to move, he just stood quietly and honestly, and disappeared into the clouds with the middle-aged man’s flying sword
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Chapter II Introduction
White a faint white wrapped around the autumn.
This pale white is the color of the floating clouds.
Qiu An’s separation was beyond the sight of the middle-aged man’s flying sword, but he could not see through one meter.
Middle-aged people urged Feijian to fly in the clouds with Qiu, and the clouds around Feijian retreated one after another to make way for Feijian.
Less than middle-aged people took autumn with them and suddenly flew out of the clouds to a place with lush vegetation, rugged rocks and beautiful scenery.
As soon as I came in here in autumn, I felt a strong aura coming on my face, which made me feel great and wonderful.
In the fog, the mountain is more steep and straight into the sky.
Just out of the clouds, the middle-aged man chose a fixed direction and flew straight over.
In the fog, middle-aged people are cautious, and the flying degree of the flying sword is also slow. As soon as the flying sword comes out of the fog, it becomes extremely fast and flies in a white mountain.
Several middle-aged people with autumn stopped in front of a stone room.
Middle-aged people hold the autumn firmly to the ground as soon as a kiss xiu robe is rolled by a gust of air, and then the middle-aged people pinch a method to put away the flying sword.
"Brother and younger brother come," said the middle-aged man as he strode towards the stone room.
Autumn can’t neglect to follow behind the middle-aged man and stride towards the stone room.
As soon as I entered the stone room, a man of thirty years old greeted me and smiled when I saw the middle-aged man. "How did Martial Brother Ma think of coming to me?"
"Ha ha, isn’t this a new brother’s introduction? I’ll pick him up and bring him to my senior brother, by the way." Ma said with a smile.
The mature man looked surprised and said, "Brother Ma is wrong, isn’t it? It’s not a time to recruit disciples recently, and if I remember not to miss the job of introducing new junior brothers, I shouldn’t be responsible for Brother Ma."
"Isn’t this a special case?" Facing the mature man, he was amazed that the middle-aged man named Ma still explained with a smile. "Brother, you should remember Brother Yuan. He got a door, and all he asked for was to accept his secular brother as an introduction."
"So that’s it." The mature man nodded slightly.
The mature man turned his eyes to Qiu. He first looked at him and then asked faintly, "What’s his name, Brother Ma?"
"Autumn" Ma middle-aged man replied.
"What is the root of this autumn spirit?" Ask again if the surname is mature.
The middle-aged man surnamed Ma sighed slightly and said in an inexplicable tone, "The spiritual roots of the distant brothers are the same."
"Oh," cried the man with a slight eyebrow. "No way, he is also a poor spirit root with five attributes."
"Good" Ma middle-aged people must nod.
The young man’s face was slightly awed, and he read a strange spell in his mouth. After the spell stopped, his eyes lit up slightly and he focused on Xiang Qiu.
After a long time, the eyes of the mature man are dim and long, and he spits out a sigh of relief with a little pity. Qiu sighed and said, "Yes, he is indeed a poor spirit root with five attributes."
"What do you think of Brother Ma’s five attributes? Inferior spiritual roots have no future. Does he want his brother to repeat his tragedy?" The mature man looked calm again in an indifferent tone.
The middle-aged man surnamed Ma shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don’t know what Brother Yuan thinks, but since he wants his brother to belong to Qingtianmen, we will accept him. It’s none of our business how far he can walk on Xiuxian Road."
The mature man smiled in agreement and said, "Brother Ma is right."
"Brother, you should give Qiu some essentials for getting started, so that I can send him to practice the abode of fairies and immortals." Ma, a middle-aged man, said the topic.