What presents itself before our eyes is an entirely new world.

  In front of us are five towering peaks that pierce the sky, and at this moment, our flying boat is situated in a valley among these five peaks. A gigantic gate tower stands tall in front of us, with three ancient and simple characters inscribed on it: "Bì Xiāo Mén" (Azure Sky Gate). This gate tower is the mountain gate of Bì Xiāo Mén.

  Under the archway is a long bluestone staircase leading all the way down to the lowest point of the valley.

  The airship slowly descended onto the steps below. Li Hui and others walked down from the airship, curiously looking at everything around them.

  One by one, all the flying boats landed, and all the monks on the boats got off. Then these new disciples lined up in neat formations under the command of those old disciples from Bi Xuan Gate.

  All the cultivators retracted their flying boats and stood together, looking in the direction they came from, as if waiting for something.

  After a while, the air seemed to ripple and another flying boat appeared. The person driving the flying boat was a middle-aged man with a full beard, who burst out laughing when he saw the cultivators gathered below: "Haha, Zhao Liang, you old ghosts, have actually run ahead of me!"

  The flying boat landed instantly beside the monks who had arrived first. The bearded monk laughed and walked down from the flying boat, on which there were seven or eight male and female monks, who also got off the flying boat but did not stand with Li Hui and others, instead finding a position to stand at the side.

  "Fang Song, you rascal, I'm asking you, how's the situation on your side this time?" Zhao Liang also came out with a smile to greet the big-bearded monk known as Fang Song.

  "Hey, never mind, I only managed to recruit a wind-attribute spiritual root little girl, the other seven are all dual spiritual roots!" Fang Song replied casually.

  Li Hui and the others finally understood that Fang Song, this foundation-building cultivator, was also recruiting disciples. However, he was recruiting those directly referred to as inner door disciples with heavenly spirit roots, heterodox spirit roots, and true spirit roots. From Fang Song's tone, it seemed that he had indeed recruited a wind-attribute heterodox spirit root disciple, and she was even a girl.

  Li Hui and these monks couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the eight male and female monks who followed Fang Song.

  Among the eight people, three were women and the other five were all men. Seeing Li Hui's gaze cast over, they looked up at the sky with a scornful expression. However, one of the girls in green clothes was slightly shy, lowering her head, her face somewhat flushed.

  Li Hui's heart skipped a beat, as if pricked by a needle, his eyes coldly staring at a white-robed male cultivator who was not very good-looking.

  "Korean Hao!" Li Hui recognized the Korean family's repairman who had humiliated him in front of the Huitong Building in Lingxiu City. A cold smile rose in his heart: "It's really a small world, since we're going to be in the same sect from now on, I'll make sure your future days won't be dull and lonely!"

  Han Hao suddenly felt a pair of icy eyes staring at him, turned his head to look, and saw a black-clad youth coldly smiling at him, with a chilling gaze that made him shudder.

  Han Hao was certain that he had never met this person before, perhaps it was because of jealousy towards his own talent! "Hmph, what a joke, a bunch of useless people!"

  Although he thought so in his heart, he always felt a bit uncomfortable being looked at by those eyes, and couldn't help but take another glance at the young man. At this time, Li Hui had already turned around to look at the surrounding scenery. "Zhao Liang, there's nothing for us here, let those younger ones walk slowly, haha, I'll go ahead!" Fang Song called out to Zhao Liang, but didn't summon that flying boat either, and instead rode a flying sword towards the inner gate of Bi Xuan Mountain.

  "This guy!" Zhao Liang smiled and shook his head, "Let's go too, Zeng Zhe, you stay behind to bring these new disciples into the mountain gate!" The latter sentence was directed at the third-generation disciple of Bi Xiangmen who presided over the martial arts competition.

  "Disciple obeys!" The disciple named Zeng Zhe bowed his head and accepted the order.

  Zhao Liang also took out a flying sword and rose into the air, while the other foundation-building cultivators also flew up on their swords, leaving behind only one foundation-building cultivator who took out a flying boat and brought the third-generation disciples with him as they flew away and disappeared into the mountain gate.

  "Elder brothers and sisters!" Zeng Zhe smiled and said to the new disciples, "This is the rule of our Bi Xiang Gate. New disciples must walk from here to the mountain gate! To show respect for the seniors of the sect. Please follow me, elder brothers and sisters!"

  Zeng had a dignified demeanor and his words and actions were all very proper. These new disciples all had a good impression of Zeng.

  At this moment, these new disciples followed Zeng Zhe and walked up the long stairs. Unconsciously, these disciples were divided into two groups. Those with heterodox roots and true spiritual roots walked together, intentionally keeping a distance from those who had been selected through the fighting arena. Each of them looked down their noses, with an air of superiority. Only the girl in green was slightly shy, without that arrogant attitude, but she also closely followed behind the seven disciples.

  In fact, among the eight disciples, there were a few who, like Han Hao, also came from a family of cultivators in Ling Xiao City. Among the 500 disciples selected through the arena, there were also many who came from families of cultivators in Ling Xiao City. These talented disciples had all been heard of before, but at this moment, those eight disciples, relying on their superior spiritual roots and talents, refused to associate with them.

  Seeing this situation, the 500 disciples also sneered at these so-called geniuses, "Bullshit! My spiritual root talent is not as good as yours, but if we really fight, you may not be my opponent!" Most people have this idea.

  It was these five hundred disciples who didn't distinguish between inner and outer sects, and those who were close to each other started chatting with each other, laughing and walking up together.

  Zeng Zhe also noticed this situation, but just smiled and didn't say anything more.

  "Fellow disciples, when our sect was first established, there were only a few dozen of us. At that time, our ancestors were cultivating in the cave dwellings where our mountain gate is now located. It wasn't until later, when our sect prospered and grew strong, that we converted that place into our mountain gate!"

  Zhe Zhe walked and explained some anecdotes about Bi Xiao Men to these new disciples.

  "When we entered the mountain, the peak we saw was just an illusion created by the outer protective array of our sect's magical technique. Only the foundation-building period masters of our sect can grasp this entry and exit method. As for us third-generation disciples, if we want to enter or leave, we must ask our superiors for a temporary entry and exit jade token."

  "This mountain gate is sixteen zhang high and nine zhang wide, made of qingyang jade stone from the Bixiao Mountain." Zeng Zhe pointed at the tall mountain gate to introduce it to these new disciples from afar.

  "Brother Li!"

  Li Hui heard someone calling him and turned around to see Lu Yingjie smiling as he walked up to Li Hui.

  "Brother Lu!" Li Hui also smiled and greeted Lu Yingjie.

  "This mountain gate really has a lot of momentum!" Lu Yingjie looked up at the tall mountain gate and sighed.

  "Yes, you and I have finally become members of this sect!" Li Hui also had a few moments of nostalgia. At one time, entering the Bi Xiang Gate was just an unattainable dream, but now this dream has finally come true.

  Lu Yingjie smiled wryly and said: "Brother Li has entered the inner door, his future is boundless, but I am just an outer door disciple!"

  Li Hui saw Lu Yingjie feeling a bit down and quickly comforted him, "Actually, with Brother Lu's abilities, entering the inner door shouldn't be a problem. It's just that I was lucky. Besides, even if you're in the outer door, I believe that with your talent and qualifications, you'll definitely be able to build a foundation successfully and enter the inner door."

  "It should be like this, but it's just that Brother's heart is too narrow!" Lu Yingjie said seriously.

  Then the two of them chatted about some other topics, and also exchanged views on swordsmanship.

  The steps were quite long, but with a crowd of disciples chatting and laughing, they soon arrived at the foot of the tall mountain gate.

  As they passed through the mountain gate, everyone was shocked by the scene before their eyes.

  Behind the mountain gate was a huge square that could hold tens of thousands of people, and at this moment they were standing at one end of the square.

  Only the five peaks in front of us, straight into the sky, with white clouds only at the waist of the mountain. The five peaks, the middle one is the most majestic, and the other four are protected on both sides of the middle peak.

  The mountain is a vast valley, where the mountains and valleys are full of flowers and trees. Countless houses are hidden among the flowers and trees. Several wide roads lead to these houses. On each of the five peaks, there is a ladder-like staircase that winds its way up, like a path leading to heaven. In the mountains, ancient pines grow in the gaps between the rocks, and pavilions stand on top of steep cliffs.

  On the five mountain peaks, each has a rainbow bridge flying between two peaks, and the rainbow bridge is like a swimming dragon hidden in the white clouds at the waist of the mountain.

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