Chapter 3204 The Ten Holy Sons, Blocking the Way in Front of the Palace

Three days passed, and with the anticipation of many disciples, nearly 10,000 people gathered in the huge square. It was a huge black mass, noisy and noisy, and everyone's face was a bit nervous and excited, with light and expectation in their eyes, as if they had begun to imagine the wonderful life after entering the inner mountain.

Xiao Yuanyan stood in the front, and everyone looked at this proud figure with awe. After the selection of the mountain selection ceremony, everyone knew how terrible and terrifying this person's strength was. Even Lu Feng, the supreme genius, could not resist his slap, which was appalling.

Xiao Yuanyan felt the countless hot eyes behind him, and he was not surprised. There was awe, jealousy, resentment, and admiration among them, which were different, but it made no difference to him. No real dragon would care about the eyes of ants.

At this moment, Xiao Yuanyan's expression slightly changed. He looked up and saw seven streams of light shooting from the horizon, turning into seven clouds of source energy and landing on the square. These were the people from the seven peaks who were responsible for guiding the new disciples.

The cloud of source energy settled, and seven figures stood on it. They were shining with light, and their faces were not clear. They exuded powerful source energy fluctuations, which spread out, making the disciples silent. A majestic and loud voice echoed in everyone's ears, deafening.

"We are the guides of the seven peaks. If you are ready, follow us into the inner mountain."

"Boom!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar. The excitement and excitement on their faces could not be suppressed. Everyone looked at the seven figures with burning eyes.

Seeing this, the seven guides just smiled and did not admonish the disciples. They understood the feelings of these disciples very well. They had also gone through the same thing in the past. The seven people waved their sleeves, and suddenly there was a rolling source of energy whistling in. The source energy in the square rose and turned directly into clouds, carrying all the disciples and rising into the sky.

The rolling clouds swept across the sky, and the mountains under their feet flew quickly. It took a full stick of incense to fly like this, and the speed of the clouds began to drop. Xiao Yuanyan looked down, narrowed his eyes, and a complex source pattern appeared in his eyes, flashing with a faint light, staring at the mountains below. It was boundless and ordinary, without the magnificent scenery imagined, which was very disappointing.

"What a mysterious source pattern barrier, it can actually open up an independent space. No wonder the outer mountain disciples don't know the location of the seven peaks!"

After these words came out, the seven guides looked at each other, with surprise on their faces, and their eyes focused on this unusually calm young man. He is worthy of being the leader of this mountain selection ceremony. He is in the state of soul transformation and has such a profound attainment in the way of source patterns that he can see at a glance that there is another mystery here.

The seven guides showed solemnity on their faces, waved their sleeves, and each of them flew out a source of energy. The seven source energies intertwined with each other and condensed into a light seal, which slowly touched the void in front. The void shook, like water waves, rippling layers of ripples, and tore apart bit by bit.

"Boom!"

In an instant, the vast and majestic source energy of heaven and earth gushed out from it. In the originally empty world, there were countless spirit birds flying, and the sound of clear chirping echoed between heaven and earth.

Towering peaks rose from the ground and reached the sky. Waterfalls poured down from the peaks, like a river in the sky. The sound was so loud that it shook the void.

There were huge clouds of source energy floating in the sky, with palaces standing one after another. Countless lights and shadows stepped on the source energy clouds and roared across the sky. It was a magnificent and spectacular scene of the fairy palace.

When the new disciples saw this scene, they were all stunned and shocked. It was indeed the inner mountain of Cangxuan Sect, with a majestic atmosphere and infinite splendor.

Xiao Yuanyan's face was still extremely calm. As the seven guides took a step forward and entered, he immediately felt the rich and abundant source of heaven and earth rushing towards him and pouring into his body. He looked normal, and the Kunpeng Xiaoyao Qi in his body circulated. The pores and acupoints all over his body opened, and countless tiny vortices formed around him, swallowing and spitting out infinite source energy, flowing through the eight meridians, pouring into the Qi Palace, and merging with the Xuanhuang airflow stored inside, condensing into bright light spots, merging into the gorgeous and dreamy galaxy, flowing slowly, mysterious and vast, making people intoxicated.

In the source cloud layer, in addition to countless palaces, there is also a mountain standing. The mountain wall is as bright as a mirror, the wall blade is thousands of feet high, steep and amazing, and the whole mountain is shining with light. At the top of the mountain, three golden characters caught everyone's eyes. The silver hook and iron painting are vigorous and powerful, making people feel endless majesty and glory.

"Holy Son Peak!"

"Is this the legendary Holy Son Peak?"

In Cang Xuan Sect, each generation of disciples will compete to select the ten strongest people, and they are also called the Ten Holy Sons of Cang Xuan Sect. They stand above all disciples and look down on the crowd.

In order to encourage other disciples to practice, Cang Xuan Sect established this Holy Son Peak and engraved the names of the Ten Holy Sons on it to enjoy the respect and awe of all disciples. It can be said that becoming one of the Ten Holy Sons and leaving your name on the Holy Son Peak is the lifelong dream and pursuit of every Cang Xuan Sect disciple.

The disciples stared at the Holy Son Peak with burning eyes. They all had the strength of the Taichu Realm and amazing eyesight. They carefully checked the names engraved on the Holy Son Peak and read them one by one.

"Zhao Zhu, the Ten Holy Sons, ranked tenth, from Jianlai Peak."

"Ye Ge, ranked ninth, from Lingwen Peak."

"Shang Chunqiu, ranked fourth, from Hongya Peak."

"Li Qingchan, ranked third, from Xuelian Peak."

"Kong Sheng, ranked second, comes from Jianlai Peak."

"Chu Qing, ranked first, comes from Cangxuan Peak."

The disciples kept looking past the names of the ten saints. They seemed to be able to feel that each name contained huge energy and was awe-inspiring. For a moment, the noise dissipated and there was silence. Everyone stared blankly. Looking at the mountain with the ten saint sons engraved on it, his eyes were full of yearning and awe.

The disciples looked enviously, imagining how glorious it would be if they could have their names engraved on the Saint Child Peak in the future, but then they woke up, with a bit of dejection on their faces.

The Ten Great Saints are not something that ordinary black belt disciples can compete for. At least the most outstanding purple belt disciples are required to be qualified to compete. They are still far behind.

"However, if it is this person, he may become one of the top ten disciples. After all, he is the future master of Spirit Pattern Peak!"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to the proud figure in the front. His back was straight and as straight as a sword. He didn't have any sharp aura around him, but it made everyone feel in awe. This figure was personally chosen by the old man Tianshu. The former master of Spirit Pattern Peak was extremely talented and possessed a monstrous talent. If the master of Thunder Prison Peak had not stopped him, he would have been promoted to a purple belt disciple within three years of entering the inner mountain, and he was expected to participate in the competition among the top ten saints.

Xiao Yuanyan withdrew his eyes from the mirror-like mountain wall, and a square of chaos appeared in the deepest part of his eyes. The huge and boundless world-destroying mill slowly rotated, swallowing the infinite energy of chaos, crushing the heavens, destroying all things, causing Chaos agitated, and illusory worlds opened up and manifested in one direction, but in the end they were destroyed and perished. In just an instant, countless worlds came and went, which was extremely mysterious.

"Interesting, the ten holy sons, it piqued my interest a little!"

Xiao Yuanyan's lips were slightly open, his voice was low, clear and refreshing, like a mountain stream, a gurgling stream, calm and clear, flowing slowly in the hearts of Zhou Yuan and Yaoyao, giving them an extremely firm idea.

"If it were him, he would definitely be able to become one of the top ten Holy Sons, or even become the First Holy Son!"

While the disciples were sighing with envy, the seven guides suddenly started to take action again, tearing apart the clouds of source energy and turning them into seven areas. They turned back to look at the crowd and spoke.

"Next, I will send you to the seven peaks where you belong!"

The disciples parted ways tonight. Zhou Yuan, Yaoyao, Gu Hongyi and Xiao Yuanyan said hello and stepped onto the clouds of their respective peaks. As their guides left, Xiao Yuanyan also went to Spirit Pattern Peak. .

The Origin Qi clouds roared past, and countless ancient palaces were looming among the clouds and mountains. There were constant streams of light passing by in the sky. Most of them were young figures, but all of them had strong Origin Qi and had black belts wrapped around their waists. Or the Golden Belt. Compared with the outer mountains, the inner mountains begin to truly reveal the foundation of Cangxuan Sect.

After half a stick of incense, the speed slowed down. Xiao Yuanyan looked up and saw mountains in front of him, soaring into the sky. There were palaces on the mountains, majestic and majestic. In each mountain peak, there were thousands of source patterns faintly emerging, composed of billions. Thousands of source traces gathered together, and there was a faint aura of terror, making people feel extremely awe-inspiring.

"This is where the Spirit Pattern Peak is!"

The lead envoy stopped at the source of the clouds, with a proud look on his face. He is the deacon of Lingwen Peak. His name is Jiang Zheng. His cultivation level is not weak. He has a cultivation level in the Divine Palace realm. He is not weaker than the one who led him in the first place. Xiao Yuanyan worshiped Mu Wuji of Cangxuan Sect.

Xiao Yuanyan and others looked at the mountains, which were shrouded in a faint mist, as if a real dragon was hidden in the wind and clouds, making it impossible to see clearly. It gave people a majestic and ancient feeling, which shocked everyone.

"I will take you to the main peak to meet the peak master!"

Jiang Zheng fell down from the Origin Qi clouds and landed at the foot of the most majestic peak in the mist. Everyone walked towards the top of the mountain. There was an ancient palace there, which was the most famous Lingwen Palace in Lingwen Peak. The most ancient and mysterious source pattern in Cang Xuantian is the sanctuary for those who practice the source pattern avenue.

Xiao Yuanyan looked solemn, like a pilgrim, and walked firmly towards the top of the mountain. What he was in awe of was not Old Man Tianshu, nor the Spirit Pattern Palace, but the billions of source patterns that represented the origin of the great avenue of this world. The avenue has no boundaries. , practitioners need to have the heart of walking on thin ice and act bravely and diligently.

The new disciples were walking on the stone stairs of Spirit Pattern Peak. There were Spirit Pattern Peak disciples coming and going around them. Everyone looked curiously at Xiao Yuanyan, who was at the front of the team. Their eyes showed concern and curiosity as they pointed. There was a lot of pointing and discussion.

"The one at the front is the leader of this mountain selection ceremony, Xiao Yuanyan, right?"

"I heard that the peak master made a promise and chose him as the next master of Spirit Pattern Peak. Is it true or not?"

"What kind of virtue and ability does he have that he can actually become the candidate for the peak master?"

"I'm afraid it's going to be exciting now. Ye Ge is a saint, how could he allow a young boy to stand on top of him!"

"That's right, I heard that Senior Brother Ye Ge has led people to stop in front of the Spirit Pattern Palace, wanting to test the abilities of the future peak master!"

"Really, then why don't we go and see the excitement!"

Before Xiao Yuanyan could worship at Spirit Pattern Peak, he was recognized by Old Man Tianshu as the candidate for the next peak master, which caused an uproar in Spirit Pattern Peak. You must know that Ye Ge, who is ranked ninth among the ten saints, is a disciple of Spirit Pattern Peak. The leader, the popular candidate for the next peak master, is now being suppressed by a young boy who has just entered the Spirit Pattern Peak. How can we not make people curious about what kind of existence Xiao Yuanyan is? The old man of Tianshu chose him as his successor so firmly.

A strange scene appeared on the Spirit Pattern Peak. Countless disciples followed the new disciples and headed towards the Spirit Pattern Palace on the top of the mountain. Their eyes flashed and they stared at the figure in the front. It was not too big a deal to watch the excitement.

Xiao Yuanyan has keen senses and has also heard the discussion of the disciples of Lingwen Peak. He has already expected this. As a newcomer, he has become the candidate for the future master of Lingwen Peak, which will naturally arouse opposition from some people. If they want to wear the crown, He must bear its weight. If he is afraid, then he is not worthy of becoming the future master of Spirit Pattern Peak.

Xiao Yuanyan's expression was calm, his steps were steady, and there was no wave in his heart. He was unpredictable and as deep as the sea. He ignored everyone's gaze and headed towards the ancient palace on the top of the mountain with determination, without any hesitation or fear.

The huge and ancient palace stands on the top of the mountain, surrounded by thousands of stone ladders. Standing under the stone ladder, you can feel the majesty of this spiritual pattern palace.

At this time, countless disciples had gathered in front of the hall, and everyone's eyes were focused on this thin figure. Their eyes were full of scrutinizing and inquiring looks, like lasers, trying to reveal Xiao Yuanyan's internal and external details. See everything clearly.

Xiao Yuanyan stopped and looked at a figure at the front of the crowd. He was wearing a Taoist robe. He was slender and tall as a pine, with loose black hair. His facial features were like sculptures. A pair of eyes in particular were as black as ink and obsidian, twinkling. The light shines, giving people an unfathomable feeling. There are countless ancient lines engraved on his robes. The lines are sometimes bright and sometimes dark, exuding strange fluctuations.

This young man in a robe had a warm smile on his face, his robes were swinging, he was handsome, outstanding, and charming. He looked at Xiao Yuanyan carefully, his dark eyes showed a slight fluctuation, and he frowned slightly and said softly.

"This must be the leader of this mountain selection ceremony, Junior Brother Xiao Yuanyan!"

Although Ye Ge had never met Xiao Yuanyan, he said with great certainty that he seemed to be very familiar with Xiao Yuanyan.

Xiao Yuanyan's expression remained unchanged, his eyes calmly staring at Ye Ge, the Ninth Saint Son, who was also the only Saint Son in Lingwen Peak. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing a bit of unruly sarcasm, as if he had no regard for everything in the world. Full of disdain and contempt, he responded.

"You are the Ninth Saint, Ye Ge. It seems that you are nothing more than that. It is really disappointing!"

Ye Ge is the chief disciple of Lingwen Peak, ranking ninth among the ten saints. His cultivation has reached the eighth level of Taichu Realm, and is only a hair away from the ninth level. Such cultivation strength is actually so despised by Xiao Yuanyan , immediately caused an uproar.

"boom!"

Everyone showed disbelief and stared at Xiao Yuanyan, the guy who spoke arrogantly. Did he know what he was talking about? He was Senior Brother Ye Ge, one of the ten saints of Cangxuan Sect.

"This guy is so arrogant, he actually dares to talk to Senior Brother Ye Ge like this!"

"He is really arrogant. Does he really think that he is already the peak master of Spirit Pattern Peak?"

Xiao Yuanyan turned a deaf ear to everyone's comments and stared at Ye Ge. When he saw the smile on his face disappear, his eyes flashed with a stern look, he suddenly smiled and said lightly.

"A good dog doesn't block the road. What do you want to do here?"

"If you don't get out of the way, do you think I can force my way through?"

When Ye Ge heard this, he felt angry, but this was the Spirit Pattern Palace, and he was not allowed to act recklessly. Everything could only be done according to the rules, otherwise even if he was one of the top ten saints, he would not be able to bear the consequences, and his face was filled with worry again. He smiled and said with deep meaning.

"I learned today that Junior Brother Xiao has entered Spirit Pattern Peak. The disciples of Spirit Pattern Peak want to see what Junior Brother Xiao is capable of. After all, no one has ever received such attention from the Peak Master. He has become the next Peak Master before he has even joined Spirit Pattern Peak. The choice!”

"so what?"

Xiao Yuanyan rolled his eyes and changed his usual humble and low-key style. He looked extremely arrogant and asked Ye Ge disdainfully.

"So in order to welcome Junior Brother Xiao, we disciples have arranged a Origin Pattern Barrier in front of the Spirit Pattern Palace. If Junior Brother and Sister Xiao are interested, they can try it. As long as they pass through this barrier, the gate of the Spirit Pattern Palace will naturally open. Will open it for you!"

"Of course, the Peak Master also knows about this, otherwise we wouldn't dare to act so recklessly!"

Ye Ge seemed to remember something, raised his hand and hit his head, and said harmlessly. The meaning is obvious. What we are doing is in line with the rules of Lingwen Peak. Even the peak master, the old man Tianshu, can't stop it. Don't expect others to help you.

Xiao Yuanyan understood that there were many disciples in Lingwen Peak, and Ye Ge and others had put up such a big battle. As the peak master, the old man Tianshu naturally knew it, but he had sufficient confidence in Xiao Yuanyan's ability and did not think that Ye Ge The others were able to stump Xiao Yuanyan, so they followed the trend and chose to acquiesce, letting everyone see Xiao Yuanyan's ability, which could just build some prestige and convince the public in the future.

Ye Ge waved his hand gently at this time, and saw the disciples behind him dispersed. A huge fog spread from the front of the Lingwen Hall, and there were countless source patterns flickering light. This was a huge source pattern barrier, emitting powerful source energy fluctuations, like an abyss, which made people feel frightened.

"Hehe, Junior Brother Xiao, you are not afraid! If you dare not enter it, you can enter the Lingwen Hall from other directions, but don't go through this gate!"

Ye Ge seemed to be worried that Xiao Yuanyan would not accept the challenge, so he directly used the method of provoking him. If Xiao Yuanyan did not dare to break through, he would definitely be looked down upon by the disciples of Lingwen Peak and would no longer be qualified to become the next peak master. This move was not to be said to be poisonous, and directly forced Xiao Yuanyan into a dead end, not allowing him to retreat.

"Hehe!"

Xiao Yuanyan was wise and savvy, how could he not know Ye Ge's sinister intentions? He did not say much about it, and only responded with a hehe, which made Ye Ge's temples bulge with veins, inexplicably angry, and wished to smash the other party's hateful face.

Xiao Yuanyan took one last deep look at Ye Ge, took a step forward, and stepped into the Source Pattern Barrier without hesitation. With amazing courage, he disappeared in front of everyone.