The infinite heavens descend upon the world

Su Xinghe brought Ling Xuan to a wooden house, pressed a button, and a stone door opened.

Then he motioned Ling Xuan to go in. Perhaps he already knew what was going to happen next, Su Xinghe waited outside and did not enter the stone gate. Only Ling Xuan entered.

Ling Xuan walked into the room and found himself in an empty room with nothing in it. He wanted to find another door, but there were no other doors or windows in this room except the one he had just entered.

"After I set up this chess game, no one has been able to solve it for decades. Today, I finally solved it for you."

An old and deep voice came from across the wooden wall. Ling Xuan immediately bumped into the wall. With a loud bang, the wall had been rotten for a long time and a hole was immediately made in it.

Ling Xuan looked up and saw another empty room, but there was a person sitting in the air.

After a closer look, I could see clearly that the man was tied with a black rope, and the other end of the rope was connected to the beam, suspending him in the air. However, because the wall behind him was black and the rope was also black, the two black colors overlapped, so the rope could not be seen. At first glance, it seemed that he was sitting in the air.

The person floating in the air was the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect, Wuyazi. He was still hanging in the air. No wonder Xu Zhu was so scared that he kept shouting ghosts, and Ling Xuan was also frightened.

Old man, instead of sitting on the stone slab and waiting for your apprentice to come and pay you a visit, you ran up and hung in the air, almost scaring your apprentice so much that he didn't even dare to speak, and he thought he had really encountered a ghost.

Suddenly, Ling Xuan raised his head slightly and looked towards Wuyazi. He saw that Wuyazi had a beard three feet long, without a single gray hair, and a face as white as jade, without a single wrinkle. He was obviously not young anymore, but he was still full of energy and elegant. He was definitely a handsome guy when he was young, and he really had half the charm of himself!

"Junior Ye Yu, nice to meet Senior Wuyazi." He came here to become his disciple. Although the old man dressed up as a scary ghost, Ling Xuan still had to salute him respectfully.

"Well, he is handsome and has an extraordinary bearing. He has half the charm and elegance that I had back then. He is indeed a good candidate." Wuyazi's voice is very magnetic. Although he is nearly a hundred years old, his voice is still very pleasant to hear.

Just these words made Ling Xuan's face turn darker. Fortunately, the room was dark and there was no light. Seeing that there was no change on Ling Xuan's face, what did it mean that he was half as charming as he was in the past? This old man was too conceited.

Although I know that Xiaoyao Sect recruits handsome men and beautiful women as disciples, I didn't say that I wasn't handsome enough right away. Fortunately, I looked good enough for the audience, unlike Xu Zhu, who was directly rejected by Wuyazi: "Alas, you turned out to be a little monk! Alas, you are an ugly little monk. It's difficult, difficult, difficult! Alas, difficult, difficult, difficult!"

"Young man, where did you learn the North Sea Divine Art? Where did you hear my name?" A lot of questions followed one after another, and finally got to the point, but first they had to focus on Ling Xuan's appearance. Fortunately, Ling Xuan was as handsome as Pan An and as handsome as Song Yu. Otherwise, he couldn't even enter the Xiaoyao Sect. It turns out that your appearance is very important no matter where you go.

"I got the Northern Ocean Divine Art from the Langhuan Blessed Land in Wuliang Mountain, the former residence of my predecessor. As for your name, I guessed it." Wuyazi was indeed worthy of his reputation. He saw through at a glance that he had just used the internal force of the Northern Ocean Divine Art to break the wall.

In fact, Ling Xuan used the internal force of Bei Ming Divine Art to break the wall intentionally to prevent the old man from passing all of his internal force of more than 90 years to him if they disagreed.

Ling Xuan traveled thousands of miles, sleeping in the open air, to the Tianlong Diya Valley of Leigu Mountain. Wasn't it just to find a good master who could teach him Beiming Divine Art and Lingbo Weibu? What's the point of having a master who passed away without any martial arts experience right after he became his disciple?

It is impossible for him to go and worship the Tianshan Tonglao in the Lingjiu Palace on the Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan as his master like Xu Zhu did. Ling Xuan believes that he does not have the same opportunity as Xu Zhu. As soon as he arrives at the Lingjiu Palace on the Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan, the Tianshan Tonglao may plant a "life and death talisman" on him, making him unable to live or die.

Therefore, Ling Xuan had better tell Wuyazi about his visit to Langhuan Blessed Land first, to prevent him from passing on his internal energy to him without saying a word and then dying.

"You, have you been to Langhuan Blessed Land? Did Qiushui ask you to come?" Wuyazi's words were filled with mixed emotions, including emotion and regret...

"Senior, the Langhuan Blessed Land is now uninhabited. There is only a jade statue inside. As for Senior Li Qiushui, I have no chance to meet her," Ling Xuan clarified. More than 30 years have passed and there are no people in the Langhuan Blessed Land. Li Qiushui had already gone to Western Xia to become a princess. How could there still be people living there?

Wuyazi thought for a moment, then calmed down and asked, "Then how did you guess my name?"

"It is said that the leader of Xiaoyao Sect, Wuyazi, only accepted two disciples in his lifetime: Su Xinghe and Ding Chunqiu. The eldest disciple, Su Xinghe, was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine and divination, while the younger disciple, Ding Chunqiu, chose to study martial arts and became a demon that shocked the world."

"Unfortunately, for unknown reasons, Wuyazi and Su Xinghe mysteriously disappeared. Ding Chunqiu founded the Xingxiu Sect in the Western Regions and was called the "Xingxiu Old Monster" by the people of Jianghu. "

"But the weird thing is that Mr. Congbian accepted eight disciples, the Eight Friends of Hangu." Each of them studied a craft that was famous in the martial arts world, but their martial arts were mediocre. As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. What kind of master you have, what kind of disciple you have. Aren't these eight people just a smaller version of "Su Xinghe"? "

"Take Mr. Congbian's fifth disciple, the genius doctor Xue Muhua, for example. He required a martial arts secret book before he would treat each person he saved. This coincides with what I learned in Langhuan Blessed Land that the Xiaoyao Sect is also collecting martial arts from all over the world. It is not difficult to guess that Mr. Congbian is Su Xinghe."

"As for the old senior, although this place looks like a cage, it is more like protecting the senior from foreign invasion. Mr. Congbian even reminded me to pay attention to etiquette before coming in. It can be seen that Mr. Congbian respects the old senior very much. There are not many people in the world who are so respected by Su Xinghe, and Senior Wuyazi is one of them."

"I just took a gamble." After saying this, Ling Xuan's mouth was dry. He didn't know what he was talking about. It was enough that he felt it was somewhat right. He didn't care about anything else and poured out everything.

"He is meticulous and sharp-eyed. He is worthy of being the one who cracked the chess game. He must have worked hard over the years," Wuyazi said with emotion.

Wuyazi spent a full three years setting up a "Zhenlong" chess game, letting Su Xinghe be the champion for thirty years, and inviting heroes from all over the world to crack it. Who could know the pain involved? Only Su Xinghe himself knew it best.

"Good boy, why don't you kneel down and kowtow, and call me master?" Where can I find such a disciple with extraordinary appearance and meticulous mind! Why don't you hurry up and become my disciple? If he runs away, I don't know where to find him. Do you have to wait for another 30 years? I can't wait, Wuyazi continued.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Ling Xuan was overjoyed. That was it. Wasn't it easy? He was indeed a rare genius in the world. Then he knelt down heavily and kowtowed to Wuyazi nine times solemnly.