Longevity Thunder Ancestor

Chapter 223 Huayu Sect

Bailu Mountains.

Located in the southeast of Jiang State, it is like a sleeping dragon, spanning tens of thousands of miles from east to west, stretching endlessly.

There are countless sacred mountains and rare and exotic animals everywhere. It is a rare beautiful place in the world.

The 108 peaks at the core of the Bailu Mountains are not only beautiful and magnificent, but also a famous spiritual vein. It is a holy place for cultivation that countless cultivators dream of.

The Huayu Sect, one of the five Yuanying sects of Jiang Kingdom, is located in this mountain range.

The thousands of miles of sacred mountains in the Bailu Mountains are all the territory of the Huayu Sect.

The Huayu Sect was founded by Master Huayu, a well-known and powerful figure in the Cangyuan immortal cultivation world eight thousand years ago.

It has been passed down to this day, with a constant stream of Nascent Soul cultivators from generation to generation. It has always been extremely prosperous and is an evergreen tree among the Nascent Soul sects of the Jiang Kingdom.

Nowadays, the entire southeastern area of Jiang State is under the jurisdiction of Huayu Sect.

There is only one Nascent Soul cultivator in the sect, who is a famous strong man in Jiang Country, [True Lord Donghua] who is in the middle Nascent Soul stage.

There are more than ten Jindan cultivators, six hundred foundation-building cultivators, and more than twenty to thirty thousand Qi training disciples.

It is the undisputed overlord-level force of Jiang State.

It is also the place that countless casual cultivators dream of joining.

Unfortunately, the Huayu Sect is extremely strict in recruiting disciples, and it is difficult for ordinary cultivators to enter.

On this day, a flying boat quietly flew to Puling Peak of Huayu Sect's outer sect and stopped at a bluestone square on the mountainside.

A group of five people walked out, four men and one woman. They were the five people from the Ning family who had traveled thousands of miles across mountains and rivers to get here.

Ningfa opened his eyes wide and looked at the surrounding scenery greedily, his eyes full of excitement and excitement.

Along the way, he felt like a frog at the bottom of a well that had jumped out of the well, and his horizons suddenly broadened.

Only then did I realize that the Qianbo Lake, which I thought was vast, was nothing compared to this vast world of immortal cultivation.

Especially when entering the Bailu Mountains, a rare spiritual vein in the world, Ning Fa felt extremely excited.

What you see before your eyes are towering and winding mountains, hazy rosy clouds, and abundant spiritual energy. Birds and sacred beasts can be seen everywhere. Large palace complexes are looming in the clouds, and fairy music is lingering, creating a fairyland scene.

The spiritual energy here is purer and richer, far exceeding that of the Ning family's land.

This is just an ordinary mountain in the outer gate of Huayu Sect. It is hard to imagine what the inner gate area would be like!

Even someone as unruly as Ning Huarong had a gleam of light in her beautiful eyes at this moment.

The other three Ning family members who looked a little immature had excitement in their eyes, but they were more worried about coming to a strange place.

"You are too slow. I have been waiting here for more than an hour."

A dissatisfied male voice came.

Ning Fa and his companions turned around and saw a middle-aged monk in a white robe with blue patterns standing nearby.

This man has a thin face, deep eyes, his hands behind his back, an upright posture, and there seems to be a faint light flowing around him, giving him an extraordinary aura.

But his eyes were narrow and his gaze was slightly cold, revealing a hint of impatience.

A powerful spiritual pressure emanated from him. He was obviously a foundation-building cultivator, and he was already in the middle stage of foundation-building.

What is also eye-catching is that there are two green spiritual feathers embroidered on the right chest of this person's robe.

This is the mark of an inner disciple. Ordinary outer disciples only have a green spiritual feather.

Ning Fa had already learned this basic information from Wei Shiqin before he came to Huayu Sect.

Although Ning Fa didn't know this person, he had already guessed his identity.

It was Ning Jing'an, the Ning family member who left the Ning family thirty years ago and joined the Huayu Sect. The Ning family had cut off contact with him after he established his foundation, but now, with a large amount of spirit stones from Ning Zhongyuan, he helped the Ning family get in touch with the outer sect elders of the Huayu Sect.

Only in this way could the five members of the Ning family join the Huayu Sect through the back door.

"Meet Uncle Jing An."

Ning Fa and the others immediately addressed him respectfully.

Even though this person looks a little cold, he is a member of the Ning family after all, and an inner disciple of the Huayu Sect. In the future, in this huge Huayu Sect, he may be his backer.

But Ning Jing'an just glanced at them lightly, hummed lightly, and then stopped paying attention to them and looked directly at Ning Huarong.

Obviously, in his eyes, people like Ning Fa who were only at the Qi training stage were too much for him to care about. Only Ning Huarong, who was also at the foundation building stage, could be looked up to by him.

After talking to Ning Huarong for a few words, this person looked at everyone and said calmly: "Let's go. Although Master Jin agreed to help, the test of the Heart-Searching Hall is inevitable."

"I'm telling you in advance, if any of you are found to have second thoughts and I'm implicated, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

There was a cold light in Ning Jing'an's eyes, leaving no doubt about his determination.

After saying that, Ning Jing'an took the lead and walked towards a palace complex not far away.

Along the way, Ning Fa and others met many disciples of Huayu Sect, but most of them were outer disciples who only had one green feather.

As soon as these outer disciples saw Ning Jingan, their attitudes immediately became respectful and they made way for him.

The crowd walked through the misty stone steps and came to a magnificent hall with golden and jade tiles, carved beams and painted buildings.

"Hall of Conscience"

The hall was cold and solemn, even Ning Jingan's expression became serious.

When we arrived at the main hall, we saw a handsome young monk half-lying on a bed, holding an ancient scroll and reading it with great interest.

Although the weather was still hot at this time, this person was wearing a snow-white fox fur and looked very afraid of the cold.

His face was abnormally pale, and he coughed from time to time, looking sick.

However, an extremely powerful aura was faintly emanating from him, and Ning Fa felt that this person was definitely as powerful as the Wanfamen envoy that day, which made him secretly awe-inspiring.

"Meet Senior Brother Yu."

Ning Jingan greeted warmly and politely, his previous cold look gone.

The young monk put down the ancient scroll in his hand and glanced at a few people.

His gaze was as sharp as a needle, making Ning Fa feel as if he was seen through.

Ningfa felt extremely uncomfortable, and the feeling was alleviated a lot only when the Moon Goddess Technique started to work automatically.

The young monk looked at Ning Fa a little more in surprise, then looked away without caring.

"So it's Junior Brother Ning. It looks like these people are your clansmen?"

The young monk asked with a faint smile.

Ning Jingan said immediately: "That's right, I'll have to trouble Senior Brother Yu for a while."

The young monk said calmly: "Don't worry, since Uncle Jin has taken care of it, I will naturally not make it difficult."

"But you can skip the ordinary test, but you must pass the test of conscience!"

The young monk got up from the bed and waved his hand. A seemingly ordinary small bronze mirror beside the desk flew into his hand.

He looked at Ning Huarong, his eyes shining with light, and said calmly: "My apologies to you, fellow Taoist."

After saying that, he cast a spell towards the small bronze mirror. The mirror spun around and emitted a green light that covered Ning Huarong.

(End of this chapter)