Chapter 1541
On the vast plain, a big river flows ceaselessly, the water splashes and splashes, and the mist on the river surface presents countless rainbow under the sunlight.
From a distance, the White River is like an ancient Canglong suspended in the sky.
It is said that the source of Canglang River, the largest river in the holy land of zongmen, is also the source of spiritual power.
Canglang Zong is located on the other side of Canglang river. An old stone bridge across the river is looming in the fog.
Along the stone bridge across the river, Ling Chuxi saw the true face of Lushan, the oldest sect in the holy land.
The tall and towering archway, the ancient building that has survived thousands of years of wind and rain but still stands still shows the profound details of the ancient gate.
If we say that Liuyun sect is as elegant as cloud floating nine days, tianjizong is bold and heroic of Chutian in the extreme sight, and xuanjianzong is the majestic sword pointing to the world, then Canglang sect is a combination of elegance, boldness and majesty, with a long history and some spiritual implication.
However, when Ling Chuxi and others entered the ancient Hall of Canglang Zong under the guidance of the ushers, what they felt most was the pressure, the huge pressure. There was no disrespect or difficulty from the usher. On the contrary, his attitude was very polite. I don't know whether it was the order of Canglang sect or Gaoyu poem. Zhou and Gao tried to say that she could not remember in private. I didn't meet anyone on the way, so I went to the hall of Canglang Zong.
At the top of the hall, there is a middle-aged man with elegant appearance. In addition to him, the huge hall is empty.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Gao Yu's poems, but he is dignified and cold. If he is not mistaken, he should be the first master of Canglang sect, that is, the patriarch, Gao canghan.
Although he was sitting right in front of him, he gave a sense of mystery. Obviously, the strength of the Canglang clan leader, even if it is slightly inferior to Duan Qingchen, will never be much worse than that of a master like Xiang yuanmu.
Of course, his age will never be as young as he looks. As Ling Chuxi knows, this old man has been famous for the Holy Land 70 years ago, and is at least 100 years old now.
"Ling Chuxi, the leader of Jindan sect, Su Yizhi, the elder, and all the disciples have met him." Ling Chuxi stepped forward a few steps and said to Gao Cang Han.
"You are Ling Chuxi. Yes, you have some courage. You dare to come to my Canglang sect at this time." Gao canghan looked at Ling Chuxi deeply and said quietly.
A little surprised in his heart, Ling Chuxi and several other Tianyuan masters took their ease under the pressure that he deliberately released. Even those young disciples of the school were not afraid at all. This Jindan sect, as Gao Yu's poem says, can't be measured with common sense.
Take a closer look at the vigorous young faces below, and Gao canghan is somewhat clear. The two princes of tianjizong, the heirs of Qingfeng sect, are all arrogant people. Since they can get their approval, how can the Jindan sect be no better.
"I'm flattered by Lord Gao. I'm here to invite you and the elders to our sect to attend the ceremony." Ling Chuxi opened the door and said. She would like to know what the old man would say. Is it a matter of tearing up the skin and not saying it, or is it a sarcastic remark that makes people lose their appetite.
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From a distance, the White River is like an ancient Canglong suspended in the sky.
It is said that the source of Canglang River, the largest river in the holy land of zongmen, is also the source of spiritual power.
Canglang Zong is located on the other side of Canglang river. An old stone bridge across the river is looming in the fog.
Along the stone bridge across the river, Ling Chuxi saw the true face of Lushan, the oldest sect in the holy land.
The tall and towering archway, the ancient building that has survived thousands of years of wind and rain but still stands still shows the profound details of the ancient gate.
If we say that Liuyun sect is as elegant as cloud floating nine days, tianjizong is bold and heroic of Chutian in the extreme sight, and xuanjianzong is the majestic sword pointing to the world, then Canglang sect is a combination of elegance, boldness and majesty, with a long history and some spiritual implication.
However, when Ling Chuxi and others entered the ancient Hall of Canglang Zong under the guidance of the ushers, what they felt most was the pressure, the huge pressure. There was no disrespect or difficulty from the usher. On the contrary, his attitude was very polite. I don't know whether it was the order of Canglang sect or Gaoyu poem. Zhou and Gao tried to say that she could not remember in private. I didn't meet anyone on the way, so I went to the hall of Canglang Zong.
At the top of the hall, there is a middle-aged man with elegant appearance. In addition to him, the huge hall is empty.
His appearance is somewhat similar to Gao Yu's poems, but he is dignified and cold. If he is not mistaken, he should be the first master of Canglang sect, that is, the patriarch, Gao canghan.
Although he was sitting right in front of him, he gave a sense of mystery. Obviously, the strength of the Canglang clan leader, even if it is slightly inferior to Duan Qingchen, will never be much worse than that of a master like Xiang yuanmu.
Of course, his age will never be as young as he looks. As Ling Chuxi knows, this old man has been famous for the Holy Land 70 years ago, and is at least 100 years old now.
"Ling Chuxi, the leader of Jindan sect, Su Yizhi, the elder, and all the disciples have met him." Ling Chuxi stepped forward a few steps and said to Gao Cang Han.
"You are Ling Chuxi. Yes, you have some courage. You dare to come to my Canglang sect at this time." Gao canghan looked at Ling Chuxi deeply and said quietly.
A little surprised in his heart, Ling Chuxi and several other Tianyuan masters took their ease under the pressure that he deliberately released. Even those young disciples of the school were not afraid at all. This Jindan sect, as Gao Yu's poem says, can't be measured with common sense.
Take a closer look at the vigorous young faces below, and Gao canghan is somewhat clear. The two princes of tianjizong, the heirs of Qingfeng sect, are all arrogant people. Since they can get their approval, how can the Jindan sect be no better.
"I'm flattered by Lord Gao. I'm here to invite you and the elders to our sect to attend the ceremony." Ling Chuxi opened the door and said. She would like to know what the old man would say. Is it a matter of tearing up the skin and not saying it, or is it a sarcastic remark that makes people lose their appetite.
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