The snow clears, and there is a moon.

In the Yanzhao Immortal Kingdom, north of the Tianji Peak in the North Sea, a person slowly walked over a deserted path covered with ice and snow.

The man was wearing a bamboo hat, and the front eaves of the hat were so low that he could not see his face clearly. The cold moonlight shone on his chin, and he could see that his skin was very white. He was wearing a heavy cloak and his body was tightly wrapped in the cloak.

His steps were on the ice and snow, very light. Every step, a snow-shaped lotus would suddenly surge around his feet.

He kept walking towards the Tianji Peak of Beihai, no matter whether there were steep slopes, cliffs, or roads or roads in front of him, he kept walking like this. Even when he reached the cliff, he was walking like this. People floated on the cliff in the air, and an ice and snow lotus would be produced under his feet every step.

His purpose is very clear.

The Beihai Tianji Peak is closer, standing in front of you, like a pillar that rises to the sky.

Suddenly, as if he felt something, his right hand, which had been in the cloak, stretched out. On the white palm, a magnificent bead with changing colors of white, blue and blue, was constantly shining.

"It's a little stronger than just now. It seems that the Beihai Tianji Peak has indeed had what His Majesty wanted." He said lightly, his voice softly, as if boneless.

"Who is the master, come to my Shanhai Sect?" The wind and clouds ahead were changing, and a white light fell from the sky where the energy was condensed, revealing the beautiful face of Wanyan Donglin, the deputy leader of Shanhai Sect.

The man wearing the hat took back the three-color beads, and his eyes buried in the shadow of the cloak stared quietly at Wanyan, lively and peacefully.

"That is, on the top of Tianji Peak, I have already felt the powerful aura of the Lord, far above the Immortal King." Wanyan Donglin said, "As a powerful immortal cultivator, if an old friend of this sect comes to visit, why not report from the mountain gate, and not lose etiquette?"

"Notice?" The man wearing a hat smiled playfully, with the smile patterns on the corners of his mouth looking very beautiful.

Wanyan Donglin is an immortal-level strongman, one of the three strongest people in Shanhai Sect. As early as a hundred miles away, she had already sensed the powerful immortal power of the arrivals with the strong men in the sect. The other party came from the north of the mountain, without any notice, and seemed to have the intention of going up the mountain directly. The enemy and us had no idea, so she came to intercept.

"The Shanhai Sect has its own rules." Wanyan Donglin said this very impolitely. At the same time, she was secretly tempted by the bead in the other party's palm. Judging from the size and light, it seemed to be somewhat similar to the mysterious blue stone bead in the sect.

The man wearing the hat suddenly moved his hands, as if he was making seals. Then his right hand pointed to the sky with one finger, and saw a cold white light coming out of his fingertips and entering the sky. Although it was slender, it was continuous.

The cold white light penetrated to a certain height and suddenly made a loud noise, exploding like fireworks, and then formed a strange token shape in the sky.

The token is magnificent and grand, with a simple and simple inner line, but it seems to contain the supreme path and the majesty of heaven.

"Juetian Finger, Mingye Order!" Wanyan Donglin's face changed drastically, she bent down and gave great gifts to people, "Wanyan Donglin, deputy leader of Shanhai Sect, please see the Immortal Emperor's envoy!"

"Forget it, there is no need to be too polite." The man wearing the hat whipped his right hand slightly, and an invisible force held her body up. "Since Deputy Sect Master Wanyan has sensed my breath and came to greet him, I will say it straight away. My name is Guan Mingxin. I will secretly come to Shanhai Sect to investigate the matter under the secret order of His Majesty the Immortal Emperor. I also ask the Deputy Sect Master to provide convenience."

"Wanyan should cooperate with the mission of the empire's envoy." Wanyan Donglin asked carefully, "I just don't know how to provide convenience?"

"I will use the secret method to conceal my cultivation, and then enter Shanhai Sect as an ordinary disciple." Guan Mingxin said, "As for what I want to investigate, you don't need to know. What you do is keep my identity confidential."

"Yes, honor me."

Guan Mingxin's status does not need to be said much, or even no. It is completely enough to know that he is the envoy sent from that place. In the past century, only the Shanhai Sect had an imperial envoy to come every 100 years of celebration.

Then, this time.

......

Shanhaizong.

Outer door.

Outer Geng District.

Firewood Team.

In Jin Ling's original residence, there was a simple portrait of him hanging in the room. There was an incense burner in front of the portrait. This was specially designed by his roommate Qian Dong. The former members of the firewood team came to watch an incense stick.

Luo Ming, a true disciple of Shanhai Sect, was ordered to go down the mountain to investigate the treasures of the ancient tower of Menhui. Instead of finding the treasures, he brought back a sigh of relief, that is, Jin Ling, a disciple of the firewood team who was once proud of the entire outer sect, was attacked to death by Jincheng, who was a fairy-general-level immortal general-level immortal city.

When Jin Ling died, it was a time for chaos to collapse in Menhui Gu Tower. His death and his body were not seen by the people of Shanhai Sect. However, the people of the Bailu Spirit Academy in the Empire witnessed and buried them with their own hands. The disciples of Shanhai Sect still believed the words of the Bailu Spirit Academy.

Although Bailu Lingyuan does not like to show off, it is extremely trustworthy and will not make any mistakes out of nothing.

Upon hearing this news, the deputy sect leader Wanyan Donglin, as well as some people who once looked very optimistic about Jin Ling, such as Feng Ruohan, Wen Sheng, Luo Ming, etc., as well as some disciples who had dated, such as Gao Zheng, Ling Linlin, Zheng Tianxiu, Fang Wensheng and others, also came to pay their respects from time to time.

"I don't know how that little brat Jin Ling is doing in the underworld now? Is he reincarnated?" Qian Dong shook his head and lit the candle in front of the spiritual statue like a routine.

At this time, footsteps sounded outside the door, and team leader Lin Zheng walked in, following a simple-looking young man, holding a roll of bedding.

"Team leader, is this?" Qian Dong was stunned.

"Qian Dong, let me introduce you to this year. This is a newly recruited disciple from the sect. He is assigned to our firewood team. His name is Guan Mingxin." Lin Zheng introduced, "From now on, he will be your roommate."

Qian Dong looked at the portrait of Jin Ling on the altar.

Lin Zheng understood his thoughts and sighed: "Qian Dong, I know you get along well with Jin Ling. In fact, our entire Wegen District Firewood Team gets along like a family. He is dead now, and none of us feels uncomfortable. But the dead are gone, and the living have to continue to live and live better. The new disciples do not have enough living places, so they have to go to you."

"Team leader, I understand." Qian Dong had expected this situation and quickly cleaned the bed for his new roommate.

"Team leader, this person in the portrait is what you just mentioned, and he is also my senior, that person Jin Ling." Guan Mingxin said, looking at the portrait on the altar.

"It's him, he can be regarded as our firewood team. Oh no, it's a legend from the entire outer gate area." Lin Zheng said.
Chapter completed!