Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 239 Outer Sect Disciple
The green peak reaches to the sky, the white mist is indistinct, and the huge silver boat directly enters into the white clouds enveloping Qingmiao Mountain.

Entering the white clouds, everything around is white, and even the south, east, and north cannot be distinguished.

Seeing the white mist all around, a young man at the eighth level of Qi refining bowed to the old man in gray robe and asked, "Senior, is this white mist the place where our sect is?"

"Hehe, that's right."

"But here is a vast expanse of whiteness, how can we find out the specific location of the sect?" The young man said hesitantly when he heard this.

"If an outsider enters this fog, not only will they not be able to find the location of the sect, but they will also be trapped to death. But the disciples of this sect are different. As long as they have the identity jade card, they can pass through smoothly." Gray Robe A strange glow flashed in the old man's eyes, and he said this.

At this time, another monk suddenly said: "Trapped to death? Could it be that these white mist are not natural, but actually a formation!"

"Hey, you're a smart kid, but you only got half of the answers right."

"Half? I don't know what the senior said, can you clear up the confusion for us." A look of surprise flashed across the face of the monk who asked the question, and he clasped his fists at the gray-robed old man and said.

"Since you've all entered our sect, it's okay to tell you that these white mist are natural things, and have the ability to block spiritual consciousness. At first, the founder of this sect sent his eyes to this place. The second is because of this natural barrier."

"However, if there is only some white mist, then the old man would not dare to boast like this. The reason why the old man dares to say that he can trap the monks to death is because there is a large formation inside the white mist. The name of this formation is The Sea of ​​Clouds Mistracking Formation is the sect's protective formation, with the protection of this formation, coupled with the complementary white mist of Duan Shen, it is not easy for Jindan cultivators to break in."

Having said that, a look of pride flashed across the face of the gray-robed old man.

And everyone on Yufengzhou was shocked when they heard these words.Even Yang Qingyan couldn't help being surprised.

Just as everyone was talking, the Yufeng boat had completely rushed into the depths of the white mist.

Standing at the bow of the boat, Elder Chen glanced at the white mist around him, flipped his hands, and took out a blue jade tablet, which was only the size of a palm, and the pattern engraved on it was the same as the white jade tablet that Yang Qingyan received. The only difference is the color.

After taking out the token, Elder Chen waved at the jade pendant with one hand, and a blue beam of light rushed out from the token, hitting the cloud in front of him straight.

Then, the cloud and mist hit by the blue light suddenly began to roll, and then slowly receded towards the surroundings, leaving a white passage for Yufengzhou to pass through.

Seeing that the passage was formed, Elder Zhang took the token in his hand, moved his palm, and drove the Yufeng Boat along the passage and rushed in.

This white passage was not very long, and it was passed by Yufengzhou in just a moment, and the next scene made all the new disciples on the boat show surprise.

After passing through the white mist passage, the passage slowly closed and returned to its original appearance.

Right in front of Yufengzhou, there is a space without white mist, in which there are countless peaks, and above these peaks are full of jade buildings, carved galleries and painted buildings.Coupled with the cranes flying in the sky from time to time and the colorful lights, it definitely looks like a fairyland.

No matter how shocked everyone was, Elder Zhang directly ordered the Yufeng boat to stay on the top of a mountain lined with palaces and pavilions.

The top of the mountain is extremely flat, it should be man-made, and as soon as the Yufeng boat landed, the green light shield outside slowly dissipated.

Suddenly, an extremely pure spiritual power impacted everyone's senses.

Unexpectedly, the aura of this Lingmiao sect is so pure, and this level of purity is only a little worse than what I found out to be the Lingquan.

Sensing the pure aura here, Yang Qingyan couldn't help being surprised, let alone those casual cultivators or mortals. Although mortals can't sense the aura, they can instinctively feel that the whole body is very comfortable here, and monks can sense it here. The aura, everyone was shocked.

Elder Zhang didn't care how shocked they were, he just put away the jade plate in his hand, turned around and said to everyone: "This is the deacon hall of our sect, you come down first, I will send someone to lead you later."

After finishing speaking, regardless of the crowd, he flew off the Yufeng boat first.

Seeing what he said, everyone cast their spells and flew down from the boat. Not long after, all the monks had already landed.

Just as they landed, two beams of different colors suddenly flew from a distance.

When the brilliance fell to the ground, two monks, a man and a woman, appeared on the spot. They looked to be in their early twenties, but their cultivation bases were both at the eleventh level of Qi Refining.

Both are wearing white robes with a white cloud embroidered on their collars.It should be the special clothing of Lingmiaozong.

The male cultivator has ordinary appearance and is not tall, but can only be regarded as normal, while the female cultivator has delicate features and a decent figure.When the two saw Elder Zhang, they bowed to him in unison and said, "Wang Ming, Zhang Xue. Greetings to Uncle Zhang."

The middle-aged man surnamed Zhang flicked his sleeve robe, and said calmly: "Wang Ming, these are the new disciples of our sect this year. You will take them to familiarize themselves with the environment in the sect, and give them a place to settle down by the way. go."

The male cultivator named Zhang Ming heard this and immediately replied: "Yes."

After the elder surnamed Zhang finished speaking, he turned to Zhang Xue and said, "Since these monks are led by your senior brother, then these mortals will be handed over to you. Come with me!"

After finishing speaking, the elder surnamed Zhang led Wang Xue and the gray-robed old man towards Yufengzhou.

Seeing Elder Zhang leave, Zhang Ming turned his head to look at Yang Qingyan and the others, and then said with a serious expression: "My fellow brothers and sisters, Wang Ming is a disciple of Elder Li in Qingming Peak. You can call me Senior Brother Wang. Let me lead you to get the monthly order first, all juniors and sisters please follow me."

After listening to Wang Ming's words, even though everyone was said to be juniors and juniors by him, none of them showed any displeasure, and they all nodded in agreement.

At this time, a middle-aged man in the eighth level of Qi Refining in the crowd said: "Senior brother Wang, I don't know something, what is this month's rule?"

Hearing the middle-aged monk's words, before Wang Ming opened his mouth, several people couldn't help laughing. The laughter contained disdain and contempt.

When the middle-aged monk heard others laughing at him, his face immediately changed color, but thinking that he had just entered the sect alone, he forcibly held back and did not speak back.

Wang Ming glanced at the middle-aged monk, a look of disdain flashed across his face, and then he said: "The monthly rules are a kind of welfare that our sect distributes to disciples, and there are pills to increase cultivation and spirit stones to assist cultivation. , it’s only called monthly because it’s issued once a month, does this junior understand?”

Although Wang Ming's words explained his doubts, his tone also had a hint of disdain, probably because he felt that the middle-aged monk was a bumpkin.

But in fact, not only the middle-aged monk didn't know about it, but the rest of the group naturally didn't know about it either, but they were new to the sect and had no acquaintances, so naturally they didn't want to ask.

The middle-aged monk heard the disdain in Wang Ming's mouth, but he didn't dare to turn his face against him, and this matter was indeed good news, so he said to Wang Ming with a smile on his face: "Thank you, Senior Brother Wang, for explaining the situation. confused."

"Okay, it's getting late, let's go." After finishing speaking, Wang Ming took out a flying sword and went away first.

Seeing him flying away, the people behind him naturally didn't dare to lag behind. Immediately, everyone used their weapons to follow Wang Ming, while Yang Qingyan took out the blue spirit boat and chased after Linglong with her.

Following Wang Ming's flight for a while, everyone came to a mountaintop that was smaller than the one just now. Similarly, the mountaintop here was also flattened and palaces were built.

Everyone landed on the ground and put away the flying magic weapon, and followed Wang Ming to a hall built of white jade.

The main hall is clean and white, and it is divided into two floors. A plaque above the door of the hall has the words Lingyue Hall written on it.They are all built with ordinary white jade, monks in white or gray clothes come in and out from time to time at the gate of this temple.

Entering the Lingyue Hall, one finds that there is a huge space in the hall. In the middle of the hall, there is a stone table made of white jade, and an old man sits behind the table.

The old man was wearing a white robe, his body was thin, his beard and hair were all white, and he looked like an old man. His cultivation base was in the state of great perfection in Qi refining.

Seeing this old man, Wang Ming's face became serious, and he led everyone to the old man and saluted, "Old Sun, I'm here to bring the new disciples from the outer sect to receive the monthly regulations."

Elder Sun glanced at Wang Ming, then at Yang Qingyan and the others. With a flick of his right hand, more than 100 storage bags immediately appeared on the empty white jade table.

"Let's share it with them." After finishing all this, Mr. Sun closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Yes, Old Sun."

Unexpectedly, Wang Ming didn't look angry when faced with Mr. Sun's somewhat impolite behavior, but saluted him again.

After saluting, Wang Ming flicked his right hand, and all these storage bags fell into his hands.

Outer disciples!Yang Qingyan frowned immediately when she heard the other party's words. If she was just an outer disciple, she might not be able to get the alchemy at all.It seems that she has to think of a way.

After taking the storage bags, Wang Ming didn't delay, turned around and divided the storage bags in his hand, and then took everyone to know where the Lingmiao Sect's main hall is, the place where alchemy is made and where the quests are received. After that, he led the people to the living place of the people.

After arranging the residences for everyone, Wang Ming left directly with his sword.

It's just that they are outer disciples and don't have a separate courtyard, so Wang Ming arranged her and the other five unknown female cultivators in the same courtyard, and Linglong was in the same courtyard with other people.

(End of this chapter)