"Congratulations, brother Yang. I think Lingyun sword sect will make a comeback under your leadership in ten years."


    "I''m used to being lazy and have no ambition, but I didn''t want to take over Lingyun sword sect."


    "This..."


    Pengfei is speechless. The vast majority of martial arts practitioners practice just to get ahead.


    However, Yang Xuan is an alien, and his style of behavior is completely unusual.


    However, judging by his words and deeds, Pengfei can also see that Yang Xuan really doesn''t care about the Lingyun sword sect.


    Also, with Yang Xuan''s talent and strength, as long as there is no accident, one day he will ascend the legendary fairyland.


    No matter how good the power in this world is, it is far from entering the fairy world and living forever.


    "I''m telling the truth. Think about it. If I take over the leader of Lingyun sword sect, I won''t be bored by all kinds of things all day."


    Yang Xuan spread his hand.


    "Why did brother Yang go to Lingyun sword sect again?" Pengfei asked puzzled.


    "The 19th leader of Lingyun sword sect was very kind to me. Now Lingyun sword sect is in danger again. I naturally want to help."


    There was another thing Yang Xuan didn''t say, that is to return the killing sword array.


    The killing sword array is always the unique skill of Lingyun sword sect. Yang Xuan doesn''t want this unique skill to be lost. It doesn''t matter whether anyone can practice it or not.


    In short, he Yang Xuan acted as a man and was worthy of the conscience of heaven and earth. He also thanked Zhuang Mingming for his skill teaching and had a clear conscience.


    ……


    Deep underground, an ancient palace lies on the ground, with the breath of years flowing through it.


    The palace is the hall of eternal life.


    Outside the hall, a hundred Zhang sculpture stands, immortal forever.


    The sculpture is a middle-aged man with a Taoist robe and a Dharma crown. His face is handsome and full of vicissitudes.


    The deep eyes seem to see through the world, but they also show deep attachment.


    "Elder martial brother, is this sculpture..."


    "Yes, it''s the immortal."


    "So the evergreen tree is located in the longevity hall?"


    "Yes, it''s a pity that it''s really difficult to get in with our strength."


    Thousands of people gathered on an empty land.


    These people come from all worlds, and there are many young talents with extraordinary origins.


    Rao is so, but no one can enter the hall of eternal life.


    If you want to enter the hall of eternal life, you must first pass the test set by the Immortal King of eternal life. If you fail, you will be injured or killed.


    Without any cultivation and strength, forcibly entering the temple is to die.


    Since they came here, it is said that only hundreds of people have successfully entered the hall of eternal life.


    Those people include human race, demon race and alien race. Each of them is the best of the younger generation in their own world. Everyone''s cultivation has reached the peak of divine power realm, and their combat power is strong. There are few rivals in their peers.


    Once a group of fighters from the same force provoked one of them, but he was killed by the other party in just a few seconds.


    No one dares to make a rash move after a joss stick of Kung Fu.


    At the same time, Yang Xuan and Peng flew here.


    Seeing that they came together, and their accomplishments reached the peak of the divine power realm, there were bursts of whispers in the crowd.


    "These two people have high accomplishments. It seems that they came here for long-term fruit."


    "Hum, high accomplishments don''t mean strong strength. They may not pass the test of Immortal King."


    Yang Xuan and Peng Fei listened to all kinds of voices, and their faces were indifferent.


    On the way here, Pengfei mentioned it to Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan also knew that if he wanted to enter Changsheng hall, he had to pass the test of Changsheng Xianjun first.


    For others, this test may be very difficult and life-threatening, but both Yang Xuan and Pengfei are fearless and don''t take it to heart.


    They kept walking, strode through the crowd and walked all the way to the hall of longevity.


    With the distance getting closer and closer, the sculpture of Immortal King trembled below and sent out a powerful momentum.


    Under this momentum, Yang Xuan was shocked and then returned to normal.


    Pengfei is the same. It seems that it has never been affected by momentum.


    In the eyes of others, their pace has not changed at all.


    "How strong!"


    "Two more peerless Tianjiao!"


    "Those who can get the treasure just don''t know who will eventually get the fruits on the evergreen tree?"


    Just as the human * * head meets the ear, Yang Xuan and Pengfei have bypassed the sculpture of Immortal King Changsheng and successfully entered the Changsheng hall.


    ……


    There was only one passage in the longevity hall. After walking along the passage for a while, the front suddenly became open.


    Here, hundreds of well-dressed or ordinary young people stand.


    These people are introverted. They know their strength at a glance.


    In addition, hundreds of feet in front of everyone, a huge ancient tree rose from the ground, which was particularly eye-catching.


    The ancient tree is ten feet high with luxuriant branches and leaves.


    On some branches, there are more than a dozen fist sized fruits like emerald, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance.


    Yang Xuan''s eyes brightened and blurted out, "long fruit!"


    "Hehe, although the longevity fruit is good, you have to have your life to take it. You''d better not act rashly."


    Nearby, a handsome man with a jade face and a paper fan in his hand smiled.


    "Oh, I hope you can give me some advice."


    When Yang Xuan talked to the other party, he also felt very strange. Why do so many young talents live here, but no one dares to come forward and win the fruit.


    "The immortal tree is the tree of immortals. Although it is sleeping now, it is not something we mortals can desecrate."


    The handsome man was very talkative. He pointed away with his hand, and several young men with pale faces sat on the ground.


    "Didn''t you see those people? They just tried to pick the evergreen fruit. They were hurt by the momentum of the evergreen tree. They haven''t recovered yet."


    "I see. Thank you for telling me."


    Yang Xuan hugged his fist.


    "Ha ha, meeting is fate. Don''t be polite, little brother."


    The handsome man laughed and said, "I''m Lu Mingxuan, from Yanyun world. What do you call Yang Xuan and this brother?"


    "Yang Xuan, xuanhuang world, this is my friend Pengfei, from Donghuang world."


    As soon as the voice fell, a cold hum with hidden murder suddenly came.


    "It''s you, Pengfei!"


    "It''s me. I didn''t expect you and I to meet here."


    Pengfei said faintly, and his eyes fell on a young man in the distance.


    It was an ordinary young man in his twenties, dressed in a black robe, with a trace of black gas all over his body, giving people a feeling of extreme evil.


    There was no one a few meters away from him.


    It''s not that others are afraid of him, but the Yin Qi on him is really uncomfortable.


    "You should feel lucky that you didn''t meet my big brother here, otherwise you will never come back."


    The young man said coldly.


    Pengfei smiled but didn''t answer. He turned to Yang Xuan and said, "this man''s name is Lengxing river. He is one of the nine gods of heaven robbing cult. Although his strength is not as strong as the other eight, he is the most rebellious one."