Chapter 1327： Shenyinzong

These words of Ji Tianxing made the Qingguang Treasure Tree tremble.

Obviously, these words were like sharp knives, piercing deeply into the spirits of Sanjue Ancestor, making his thoughts surge like a huge wave.

He was silent for a long time before his emotions gradually calmed down.

"Huh!"

The blue light gushing from the azure tree, quickly condensed into a figure, and flew in front of Ji Tianxing.

This figure condensed by blue light was an old man in a green robe, exactly like the Sanjue Patriarch.

Although he is tall and burly, his breath is very gentle and restrained, like an old housekeeper.

He bowed respectfully and said to Ji Tianxing: "Master, thank you for telling the old slave frankly, and let the old slave dispel those unrealistic fantasies.

Master, please rest assured, the old slave understands what you mean, and will never dare to have two hearts in the future, and be absolutely loyal to you. "

Ji Tianxing glanced at him, seeing that his eyes were filled with desperate calmness, he nodded in satisfaction and said, "Just understand!

You used to be the Sanjue ancestor of Dun Tianzong. Although you are prestigious, you are still shackled in the Soul Refining Realm and will never reach the Primordial God Realm.

Now you merge with the azure tree and become my servant. For you, this is not only an accident, but also an opportunity and luck. "

The ancestor Sanjue nodded and said with emotion: "What happened in the past few months, to the old slave, is dreamlike, and the old slave should be regarded as a rebirth.

From now on, the old slave is no longer a three-star ancestor, but an old servant by your side.

Don't call it Lao Nu San Jue Ancestor, just call Lao Nu A San. "

"Asan?" Ji Tianxing raised his eyebrows, looking at him with some weird eyes.

The ancestor Sanjue nodded calmly and explained: "The old slave was an orphan since he was a child, with no name and no surname. He was adopted by his mentor and brought to the Duntian School to practice.

After the old slave became famous, he proclaimed himself the Sanjue Swordsman, and it was only a thousand years later that he became the Sanjue Patriarch. "

Ji Tianxing waved his hand, indicating that he doesn't have to say any more, "Okay, from now on I will call you Ah San, so you can recuperate here.

When I need it, I will naturally call you out. "

After that, he turned and left.

"Send Master!"

The ancestor Sanjue stood above the valley, bowing respectfully, and watched him leave.

...

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

That evening, Ji Tianxing entered the depths of the Zhuque Mountains and reached the bottom of Wuri Peak.

Looking down below from the high sky, I saw steep mountains all around, undulating endlessly.

Several huge and majestic mountains, like black-brown dragons, quietly lie on the ground, bathing in the light of the setting sun.

Among the mountains, one after another thousands of feet high peaks towered, exuding the atmosphere of simple vicissitudes.

Ji Tianxing didn't know how long this mountain range had existed.

But judging from the degree of weathering of the rocks in the mountains, at least tens of thousands of years have passed.

The strange thing is that the temperature in the Suzaku Mountains is very high, and the closer to the depths of the mountains, the more hot the air becomes.

Especially near this Sunless Peak, the air fluctuates invisibly, exuding a terrifying high temperature.

The warriors under the Tianyuan realm couldn't stay in this area at all, and after a while, they would be roasted into coke.

The mountains in all directions, of course, there is no grass, and there is no drop of water.

All the mountains and the earth are charred black.

Even in some low-lying valleys, there is still dark red lava flowing.

On many mountain peaks, there was still billowing black smoke, and the flickering of fire was faintly visible.

Before Ji Tianxing came, the emperor briefly introduced that a huge volcano lurked in the center of the Vermilion Mountain Range.

Under the sunless peak, there is a vast ocean of magma hidden deep underground.

Although Ji Tianxing didn't know, why this mountain range was called the Vermilion Bird Mountain Range.

But he knew that this was the world of flames, and the surrounding peaks of eight hundred miles were called the Flame Mountain!

Among the many peaks, one is the most majestic and tall.

That is the Sunless Peak in front of him, as high as two thousand feet, covering an area of ​​four hundred miles, and standing upright.

There is no building at the foot of the mountain, nor is there a square built like an ordinary sect.

Surrounded by deep valleys and mountain streams, there is only a mountain gate halfway up the mountain.

The gate is small, only ten feet high and more than three feet wide. It looks slightly smaller and very low-key.

But the stone tablet beside the mountain gate is engraved with three big dark golden characters of "Shen Yinzong", with dragons and snakes in the pen, magnificent.

Behind the mountain gate is a five-step wide black stone staircase, which twists and turns to the top of the mountain.

On the top of the mountain, there is a flat land with a radius of several tens of miles, and there are dozens of palaces and houses, all of which are very simple.

From a distance, those palaces and houses are not glorious and dazzling, nor do they have a sacred and noble atmosphere.

In general, the Shenyin Sect looks very low-key, simple and vicissitudes, just like an ordinary second-rate sect, not like a magnificent top sect.

Ji Tianxing looked up and down Wuri Peak, and after seeing the clues, he showed a playful smile.

"Shen Yinzong hid so deep and made it so low-key, it really is a wise move.

Even if the powerful people of various races are looking for the gods, they will not take the Shenyin Sect in their hearts, and it is impossible to connect the gods with this ordinary sect. "

In his heart, he secretly admires the people of Shen Yinzong, who are both wise and forbearing.

"Huh!"

He took the little black dragon into the sword world, descended from the sky, and landed outside the mountain gate halfway through the mountain.

Then, with a flash of blue light beside him, an old man in a green robe appeared, exactly the ancestor of Sanjue.

Sanjue ancestor followed behind him with low eyebrows, and walked towards the gate of Shenyinzong.

Outside the gate was empty, and a layer of dust accumulated on the ground.

When Ji Tian walked under the mountain gate, a sloppy old man wearing a gray robe and carrying a wine gourd came out from the stone house beside him.

The old man has a rickety body, his hair is messy, and his gray robe is also greasy and tattered.

Holding a green gourd in his hand, he was full of alcohol and his nose was flushed red, just like an old drunkard.

"Huh! Kid stop!"

The old drunkard carrying a wine gourd, his figure flashed and stopped in front of Ji Tianxing.

He staggered a bit, and walked a few steps staggeringly. He looked at Ji Tianxing up and down before asking, "What are you kid doing? Why do you trespass into Wuri Peak?"

Before Ji Tianxing could speak, the Sanjue ancestor took two steps forward and shouted in a majestic manner: "Laughter! You sloppy old drunkard, how dare you be disrespectful to my master!

The master of my house is the noble Tianchen Domain Lord. He is ordered by the emperor of the human race to come to the Shenyinzong to discuss major issues.

Are you not quick to get out? If a major event is delayed, how can you afford it? "

The Sanjue ancestor was full of stern expressions, and as he spoke, his whole body also released an invisible breath of spirit and soul, and went to suppress the old alcoholic.

If the person who is waiting for leisure is suppressed by his spirit aura, he will immediately be frightened, kneel and bow.

But the old drunkard just shook his spirits, and immediately woke up, his eyes became deep and sharp.

He actually resisted the divine soul pressure of the Sanjue Patriarch, and didn't take a step back!