Chapter 1330

With speculation, song Yan stepped into the hall.

In the main hall, a man in blue and white hair stood with his back to him. Above the main hall, there were thirteen statues, seven men and six women. They were so lifelike that even their temperament was incisively carved.

In Song Yan's heart, Yilin remembers that Zhao Chao and Wang Longhu once said to him that there were 13 founders of Fenghuang Tianjiao.

These thirteen people were originally from an ancient great religion that could not be investigated. It is said that the great calamity came, and that ancient great calamity was also destroyed. They inherited the thirteen ancestors of the ancient great religion, experienced many hardships, and created the Phoenix Tianjiao, which dominates the southern land of heaven.

At the next moment, song Yan's eyes fell on the man in blue and white hair. The breath of the other side was also obscure, and he could not explore his true accomplishments, which showed that the other side was at least a super expert over the period of the disaster.

Suddenly, the other side slowly turned around, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "introduce yourself. My name is Jun Jiutian, the elder of Tianjiao Huangmai department!"

Wen Yan, song Yan's heart once again, the disciples of Fenghuang Tianjiao are divided into outer gate, inner gate, elite and core.

There are also Phoenix veins and Phoenix veins above the fourth level disciples.

the disciples of these two veins are the essence of Fengtian religion. These two disciples will not participate in the management of Fenghuang Tianjiao. Their only aim is to cultivate themselves into immortals.

Fengmai only recruits female disciples, while Huangmai only recruits male disciples.

"Younger generation, song Yan, pay a visit to your predecessor!"

Song Yan quickly bent to salute.

"No need to be polite." Jun Jiutian raises his hand and raises the inkstone of Song Dynasty.

"I don't know what to tell you, sir?" Song Yan asked respectfully.

"I have sent someone to investigate your origin. I am very confused about one thing. Does the temple sect exist?" Jun Jiutian looks at Song Yan and asks.

"It doesn't exist. It's all the younger generation pulling tiger skin to make a big flag!" Song Yan said truthfully that it is too easy to investigate him with the strength of Fenghuang Tianjiao.

"You are sincere." Jun Jiutian smiled and said, "do you worship the sect?"

"Not yet."

Song Yan once again, the heart faintly understand, the other side summoned his purpose.

"Would you like to join our Fenghuang Tianjiao and become a disciple of Huangmai?" Ask again in nine days.

"I don't want it!"

It's just that under the big tree he enjoys the cool. Although he just came to the imperial capital, he gained Notre Dame's reputation. In fact, he has no foundation. If some of the great figures of the great Zhou Dynasty want to deal with him, his only way is to escape.

"Very well, I like you so happy!" Jun Jiutian showed a satisfied smile, and then pointed to the thirteen statues in the hall: "first salute the thirteen grandparents, and then I'll take you to see the elder."

"Yes!"

Song Yan nodded, fell to his knees and kowtowed respectfully to the thirteen gods.

After the visit, Jun Jiutian said a word to song Yan to follow him.

Jun Jiutian takes song Yan all the way to the depths of Fenghuang Tianjiao. His pace is not fast or slow, but with a unique charm. Along the way, he met many disciples of Fenghuang Tianjiao at all levels, who all saluted to Jun Jiutian with great respect.

At the same time, they all looked at Song Yan with envious eyes and guessed that he was the new disciple of Huang Mai.

There is no unique rule for Phoenix second pulse to choose disciples, but it is undeniable that all the disciples of Phoenix second pulse are extremely excellent. If you take out any one of them, you can walk horizontally among the practitioners of the same level.

At the same time, there is a saying in Fenghuang Tianjiao that the two branches of Fenghuang Tianjiao are the real lineage of Fenghuang Tianjiao.

But there is no high-level initiative to stand up to this view, but there is no denial.

I walked for more than an hour.

Song Yan and his wife came to a tall mountain.

I saw Jun Jiutian pick up a formula and hit it. Suddenly a passage appeared in front of the mountain.

The passage is not deep. It can be seen through at a glance.

"Follow me." Jun Jiutian looks at Song Yan and steps into the passage. Song Yan follows him closely.

"This is?"

When song Yan entered the world in the mountain through the passage, he was shocked to find that the vitality of heaven and earth in the mountain was not spirit, but higher than spirit - spirit of fairies!

"Do you feel it?"

Jun Jiutian said with a smile.

Song Yan nodded in shock.

However, Jun Jiutian's expression was not a bit complacent, but a little disappointed: "in order to build this little fairyland, I spent too much manpower and material resources, and even made many sacrifices, but unfortunately, this little fairyland can not accommodate too many people, so my two veins have always selected their disciples carefully, if they fail to meet the requirements, they will be expelled from the two veins!"

The spirit of fairies only exists in the fairyland. It's too difficult to find a place full of the spirit of fairies in the lower world. It's quite harsh. It's like a drop of ink into the sea water, and eventually all the ink will be integrated into the sea water.

And the spirit of the fairy falls into the lower world, and it will be completely diluted. It can't be preserved in the state of the spirit of the fairy. It can be seen how difficult it is to find a place full of the spirit of the fairy in the lower world."Come with me!"

Jun Jiutian said again, and moved forward again.

The space is not big. Two small mountains almost cross the sky.

"That mountain belongs to Phoenix vein, this mountain belongs to our Phoenix vein." Jun Jiutian points to two mountains and then takes song Yan to the left.

The highest mountain in the left mountain range is no more than one kilometer.

Jun Jiutian takes song Yandeng to the top of the mountain on the left, where there are six thatched houses, five of which are sitting with one person. The one on the right is empty, which should be Jun Jiutian's.

"Nine days back!"

Someone said.

"Yes, I've brought this kid back. What do you think of it?" Jun Jiutian said with a smile, then pointed to five people and introduced them one by one: "this elder Chen Beichen, this is the lonely and boundless elder, this is the elder xueyangzi, this is the elder Zhou Qingyang, and finally this is the elder Linghu Menghua."

Song Yan dare not neglect, following Jun Jiutian's introduction one by one salute.

"Xiao Song is so young and handsome that he doesn't look like a troublemaker at all!" Linghu Menghua smiles.

"Elder Linghu is right. Younger generation usually make trouble. It's others who make trouble for me!" Song Yan is not nervous at all.

Hearing this, several elders were stunned, and then they all burst into laughter.

These elders are easy to get along with each other and have a soft attitude towards song Yan. After a while, Jun Jiutian said: "little song, I'll tell you the rules of our relationship. First of all, we must break through the integration period within one hundred years old. If not, we'll have to sort you out. If you can meet the requirements, you can choose one of us as your teacher at will 。”

"Please rest assured, six elders. I will not let you down!" Song Yan hurriedly said.

"Well, I'm still optimistic about you. Here is a skill. You can choose to practice or continue to practice the original skill!" When he spoke, Jun Jiutian waved and a jade slip appeared in front of him.

"Thank you very much, elder Jun!" Song Yan solemnly put the skill away and Xie en Dao.

"Besides, you just joined us, and there's a benefit. You can choose one of the six of us to tutor you for a month!" Jun Jiutian continued: "now, you can choose!"

[author's digression]: second, thank you for the great rewards of my dream flying and glorious years