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The furnishings in this hall look simple and old, and the inside is very quiet. The hall seems to be quietly watching the prosperity of the world outside. Just now, Daoist Chang Yuan was still lamenting his slow progress in cultivating immortals. Tian's words were suddenly saved, and he nodded his thanks...

At this time, Zhang Tian was quite puzzled, "I heard that it doesn't mean that the strength of the immortal cultivators here is all extraordinary, why do they recruit disciples with such qualifications? Could it be that the rumors outside are wrong?..." Although there is such a Thoughts, but he would not say these words hastily, but silently picked up the teacup in his hand and sipped it...

When Zhang Tian picked up the teacup and took a sip, he suddenly felt something, and looked at a painting not far away in the main hall. Zhang Tian's cultivation base had reached the foundation building, so naturally his eyes were sharp, but when He saw the contents of the painting, but found that it was a very ordinary picture of seeking immortals and asking questions. Afterwards, he stared at it for a long time in bewilderment, before he recovered and continued to drink tea...

"Hehe, this person can actually perceive my "peeping through objects" technique. This intuition is really keen! I don't know which sect this person is a disciple of?" Among them, an old man in golden robes with a face like a jujube, with a peaceful expression, said with a hint of curiosity in his eyes...

A wrinkled old man sitting across from him took a sip of tea and said, "This disciple of the Black Qi Sect is indeed extraordinary. He has already cultivated to the middle stage of foundation establishment at such a young age. The few genius disciples I have, can be regarded as doing their part... but their roots are a bit weak... I am afraid that they have spent a lot of pills..."

"This Black Qizong was originally considered one of the best sects, but its strength has declined after the war with this Yin Yinzong. Now some disciples of this Black Qizong only care about their own level promotion, regardless of whether their foundation is solid. Can this kid It's really hard to say that it's hard to say... oh..." The red-faced old man couldn't help shaking his head when he said this...

The two sat in a gazebo, and after discussing for a few words, they drank tea without distraction...

After Chang Yuan chatted with Yu Xiuyu for a few words, he turned to Zhang Tian and said, "Two fellow Taoists of Mo Qizong, please follow me here!" Turning out of the main hall, walking along the long corridors of pavilions and pavilions, walking inside...

I can only see the steep mountains on both sides, the tall trees are lush and green, and there are gurgling streams winding down, which is quite a natural beauty...

Soon a few people came to another building. The building in front of them was a large hall engraved with "Devil Demon Hall". The clothes of the young people are quite simple, and their appearance and expressions look very ordinary. I saw that they were wearing the same Taoist robes as Chang Yuan. At first glance, they were disciples of the same sect as Chang Yuan. The two of them nodded when they saw Taoist Chang Yuan. Can't help but look at Zhang Tian and Yu Xiuyu who are behind them. Their eyes are as sharp as eagles, as if a long sword is piercing their bodies. Yu Xiuyu's black armor instantly appeared, and a layer of golden light also appeared on Yu Xiuyu's body...

The two smiled slightly, nodded, and made a gesture of invitation. Taoist Changyuan led Zhang Tian and Yu Xiuyu inside...

Chang Yuan said as he walked: "The two brothers outside are just curious about the disciples who came to practice this time, but they don't have any malicious intentions. I hope you will forgive me!"

Just one look made Zhang Tian feel a sense of crisis, which was not realized by the monks of the same level before. If he really made a move, I am afraid that he would not get any good, even the victory would be a miserable victory...

When continuing to walk inside, the steps gradually extended downwards. After a while, a ferocious statue of an evil ghost appeared in front of it. In the mouth of the evil ghost, there was a line made of unknown materials. The door, the door was closed tightly, and at the door, there was a big man closing the curtain and standing aside, as if he was asleep...

Taoist Changyuan led the two of them to the gate and stopped, and gestured for the two to wait patiently for a while. Sure enough, the big man's eyes opened soon...

"Report to Master Uncle, the Moqizong Trialists have arrived!" Chang Yuanyi saluted.

"Oh, are you ready?" The big man turned his head to look at Zhang Tian and Yu Xiuyu.

"Ready!" Zhang Tian and Yu Xiuyu replied in unison.

"Okay!" The big man didn't talk nonsense at all, he turned around and opened the door with one hand...

With a sound of "Hoo...", the vicinity of the gate was immediately enveloped in black smoke. The black smoke was thick and heavy, giving off a heavy feeling and an indescribably eerie feeling. Zhang Tian stared at the black smoke. After looking at Yan for a while, I felt a chill rising from the bottom of my heart. Even though it is broad daylight and the sun is shining on my head, it still makes people feel chilly...

Looking at the eerie black smoke, Zhang Tian felt that his whole body couldn't help it. This kind of coldness felt like a bone-chilling cold, and he shivered unpreparedly...

I saw the big man suddenly pulled out a sword from his body, the aura was circulating, and the sword in his hand suddenly aroused a golden halo, which immediately illuminated the black smoke near the gate. A ball of golden light protected his body, and with a loud roar, he jumped up and stood in the thick black smoke at the gate. At this moment, the man surrounded by golden light was like a general in a New Year painting... a sword

When the big man rushed into the black smoke just now, the light from the sword in his hand seemed extremely dazzling. Zhang Tian just glanced at the light on the sword, and felt a dull pain in his eyes. The big man held the sword and slammed into the gate. As soon as it was cut, thunder-like noises could be heard from the black smoke from time to time, echoing deep inside the gate. At this moment, the thick black smoke at the gate suddenly parted, as if being torn apart by a pair of invisible hands...

Zhang Tian watched the big man's every move intently. At this moment, countless thoughts flowed through his mind. He only felt a surge of emotion stirring in his chest, but he couldn't find an outlet, which made him extremely depressed.

After about half a stick of incense, there was a loud rumble in the thick black smoke at the gate, and soon a golden light shot up from the sword, clearing away the cold and thick black smoke in an instant. The big man laughed boldly, and immediately put the golden sword in his left hand into the box...

"You two fellow daoists, I can only send you here, you go in..." Taoist Changyuan said.

So Zhang Tian and Yu Xiuyu walked into the dark underground passage without hesitation...