Not long after, Ye Jingyun appeared at the gate of the Divine Sword Sect.

When he saw the mountain gate in front of him, he was shocked and couldn't stop talking.

This mountain gate... is too majestic, right? It doesn't look like a trace of decline!

Especially the invisible pressure emitted from the mountain gate was so stressed that he was almost suffocated, and he couldn't help but feel the urge to worship him.

He subconsciously looked up and saw that the entire Divine Sword Sect was actually wrapped in a lingering misty air, with a powerful spiritual energy and extraordinary magic!

Ye Jingyun couldn't help but sigh: What a place for immortals!

"Huh? It's not right!"

He frowned deeply, "It is said that the Divine Sword Sect has completely declined, and there are ruins everywhere, which is very dilapidated."

"But why is it so majestic that the pressure emitted by just a mountain gate can make people unable to help but worship?"

While puzzled, Ye Jingyun was more deeply shocked.

In recent years, he has visited many major sects, and there are many mountain gates he has seen.

But compared with the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Sect in front of you, those mountain gates cannot be called mountain gates at all, and they are clearly broken.

There is no comparison between the two at all!

Ye Jingyun murmured: "It seems that the rumors are really unreliable. The truth is the truth."

Isn't this nonsense?

Where is the declining sect in the Divine Sword Sect?

It is clearly a great sect that looks like a fairyland!

Rumors mislead people!

At this moment, Ye Jingyun's desire to worship the Divine Sword Sect became even stronger.

Without any hesitation, he stepped into the mountain gate with one foot.

"What's going on?"

"Huh? Is this the sect protection formation that only the legendary super sect owns?"

As soon as Ye Jingyun stepped into the mountain gate, he felt the space twisting. All the scenery he had seen before disappeared in an instant, but various strange phenomena appeared in his sight.

The gun forest, the sword rain, the beasts, the torrents, the strong wind, etc., there are even the dancing beauties, the coveted treasures of heaven and earth, the martial arts he most hopes to get...

...

Inside the Divine Sword Sect, Xuanhuang Palace.

Shh~

Lin Feng slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his momentum closed, his eyes slowly opened, and two black and white rays flashed in his eyes, and then he stood up.

"The Qiankun Divine Art is worthy of being immortal, but it is domineering and magical!"

"In less than half an hour, I was able to directly break through from the seventh-level Qi-controlled realm to the eighth-level Transformation Realm."

After feeling the huge amount of energy stored in the Qi sea, he couldn't help but sigh.

If you continue to practice at this speed, you will not be able to become a strong man in a long time and it is expected to revive the sect.

"Ding! System friendly reminder, although the Qiankun Divine Art is the first method of chaos, the host should not make a rash move. Remember that the only Yang is not long."

Lin Feng was stunned for a moment and was about to ask a question, but suddenly felt something, so he opened the map of the Divine Sword Sect in the system.

In the picture, there is a simple-dressed and tall boy at the mountain gate of the Divine Sword Sect, who is now trapped in the mountain protection formation.

The boy had his facial features twisted and ferocious, his face changed unstable, and a violent struggle appeared in his expression. Beads of sweat kept sliding from his cheeks to his neck...

It seems like you are suffering from some terrible torture.

"Tsk tsk, this sect has just been upgraded by the system, and someone has come to worship the Divine Sword Sect?"

"It's interesting..."

Lin Feng smiled and looked at the boy in the mountain protection formation with great interest.

This person is Ye Jingyun who stepped into the mountain gate.

...

In the mountain protection formation.

Ye Jingyun was struggling to support him.

He rejected the charming beauty. For him, the beauty is good, but it will affect his punching speed and erode his strong body.

He rejected jealous wealth, power at his fingertips, and opportunities that he had always dreamed of but did not belong to him.

He survived the wind, rain, thunder and lightning, and he survived the guns, swords and rain...

"Not bad! This son has a rock-solid heart in martial arts and has great perseverance."

In Xuanhuang Palace, Lin Feng nodded in praise.

He knew the horror of the mountain protection formation better than anyone else, especially this kind of illusion array. Even if a warrior stepped into it, he would probably fall into it and could not extricate himself.

This guy is just an ordinary person who has never practiced. He can persist in the illusion array for so long, which shows that his mind is so tenacious that he is far beyond ordinary people.

"I am the only one in the Divine Sword Sect now, and I need to recruit disciples."

"You can be the first to come here after the upgrade of the Divine Sword Sect, which means you have a certain fate. Well, let me first see how qualified you are and whether you are qualified to become a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect."

After saying that, Lin Feng used the magic of heaven!

Soon, messages appeared in front of him.

Name: Ye Jingyun.

Age: 17.

Realm: mortal.

Physical constitution: None.

Luck: 17000.

Loyalty: 30.

This is the mystery of the Heavenly Secret Technology. It can not only see the basic information of people, but also understand the luck of people.

At this moment, he could even clearly see a cloud of mist above Ye Jingyun's head, and the value actually reached 17,000, which was far beyond ordinary people!

This misty air is the luck!

In other words, although Ye Jingyun is a mortal, with ordinary roots and bones, and no extraordinary physique, he is a person with great luck!

A real son of luck!

That kind of protagonist-like existence in the novel is a completely useless counterattack!

At the beginning, it was ordinary, and even many ordinary people couldn't compare with each other. Grandma didn't love her uncle and didn't care about her.

But as long as you don’t give up, relying on your own efforts and perseverance in the future, you will inevitably activate your great fortune. At that time, all kinds of adventures will inevitably shine in the martial arts journey.

If you don’t make a sound, you’ll make a splash!

A little surprise appeared on Lin Feng's face, "Tsk, the useless disciple, is not bad."

He didn't expect that a person who stepped into the Divine Sword Sect would be an extremely rare son of luck.

He grinned, "This disciple, I have accepted it."

As he said that, he silently sighed, "The Golden Dragon of Lucky is worthy of being the Golden Dragon of Lucky. Not long after he arrived at the Divine Sword Sect, he actually attracted such a son of Lucky. It's amazing!"

After a moment, his figure flashed and disappeared directly from Xuanhuang Palace.

...

In the mountain protection formation, Ye Jingyun was desperately resisting the pressure released by the formation.

His eyes were closed, his face turned red, his forehead was bulging with blue veins, his legs were trembling and bent into a bow shape, and even his whole body could not stop trembling slightly, and his limbs and bones made crackling sounds.

The terrifying pressure was as heavy as a mountain pressing on the top, as if it was about to force him into powder.

Just when he was about to hold on and kneel down, he suddenly felt a lighter on his body, and the terrifying pressure disappeared without a trace like a tide.

He was sore and weak that he couldn't stop staggering, and fell three steps and almost fell to the ground.

Huh~

Huh~

He gasped hard, wiped the sweat from his eyes, and then slowly opened his eyes.

At the same moment, he was stunned and rubbed the corners of his eyes without any hallucinations.

At some point, a man with elegant temperament appeared in front of him.

He was wearing a plain white tight robe, and he was automatically without wind, as if he had been banished!

"The Supreme Immortal!"
To be continued...