Ling Fan only felt that the space around him suddenly had a strange movement, as if there was a powerful and mysterious energy flowing. Before Ling Fan could react, the two of them appeared under a majestic mountain in an instant.

The Kuoshan Sect is a major sect in this world. Although it is named Kuoshan Sect and was established based on Juling Mountain, Juling Mountain is just an entrance to a mountain gate.

The real Kuoshan Sect land is a small world that is formed by itself. There are many mountains of all sizes, mountains, or strange peaks, and peaks that look from a distance to a ridge, with different heights and heights. Among them, the twelve most magnificent peaks stand tall and penetrate into the sky. These twelve most dazzling peaks are the elders of Kuoshan Sect.

The old man in white in front of him was the second elder of the Kushan Sect, so he naturally had his own mountain, and this mountain was named Mingzhi Peak!

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Ling Fan looked upwards and felt majestic and majestic, as if an invisible pressure was falling from the sky, pressing against Ling Fan, making his heart tremble.

"Nature's magical skills make people sigh..." The old man's words sounded in Ling Fan's ears, his speech was unhappy and his voice was very dull, but it contained a mysterious energy that fell on Ling Fan, making him much easier.

"Be respectful to nature!" said the old man.

Then, the second elder took his hands and took a step forward, slowly walking towards the mountain.

"Speaking of it, you don't know what my name is yet?" asked the old man, and without waiting for Ling Fan to answer, he spoke: "In life, although he has lived for nearly a hundred years, some memories have been covered and forgotten with the world, but I dare not forget the name, because it was the first gift given by my parents... My name is Chen Bingyi."

The disease is gone, this is a very common name, meaning: recover from illness, no disease.

"Do you think it's strange?" asked the old man who claimed to be Chen Bingyi.

"Do you think that those powerful and powerful figures have a powerful name, or nickname, or Taoist name?"

Ling Fan nodded slightly. When he was in Qingshan Town, there was a storyteller there, and all kinds of strange stories came out.

And the protagonists in it, Long Aotian, Zhao Ritian, Sword Immortal, Sword Saint, which one is not known to people as a very powerful character when they hear it.

As for the name of Bingyi, there is no need to mention Liu Bingyi or Li Bingyi. Just searching for the name of Chen Bingyi, there are eight thousand, not to mention 10,000.

"If you don't have enough strength, come and get the name." Ling Fan smiled and said, "As Master said, the name is the first gift given by your parents. What is the name, it is what it is."

After hearing this, Chen Bingyi nodded slightly and said the word "good".

"Does the master have a Taoist name or nickname?" Ling Fan asked.

Chen Bingyi glanced at him and said softly: "It seems you still don't understand."

"I..." Ling Fan argued: "It's just that I heard from Mr. Storytelling that powerful people will have Taoist names or nicknames."

"Storyteller?"

Chen Bingyi asked, "You don't know what the nickname is yet?"

Ling Fan shook his head awkwardly, he really didn't know about this.

"The so-called Taoist name is given by the teacher. Each Taoist name is full of meaning, either the inheritance of the sect or the expectations of the teacher." Chen Bingyi explained: "The font size and nickname are different. These two can be named by themselves, or called by outsiders, as can be explained by names, or as symbols, or as a kind of remembrance."

"Because I was weak and sick when I was young, my master, your master, did not take the number for me according to the sect generation, but took two other words...Peace."

"I am sick, safe, the three best people to me in my life, named me... I have not had any serious illness or any major injury in my life." Chen Bingjie sighed, and his eyes showed a look of nostalgia.

After sighing, before Ling Fan said anything, Chen Bingyi looked at the top of the mountain along the mountain ladder that seemed to have no end, and said, "Our cultivation is like this mountain. The top of the mountain is the peak, and people are looking for various ways to reach the top."

He pointed at the stairs below his feet again

, said seriously: "The road to cultivation is like this ladder. You must step by step and walk up steadily, without having the idea of ​​taking shortcuts, remember!"

"Disciple, remember!" Ling Fan nodded seriously.

Both Ling Feng and Ye Shuijun have warned Ling Fan that cultivation is a path without shortcuts. Opportunists, although they fly faster and higher, once they fall, they will inevitably be broken into pieces!

Now Chen Bing has given another warning, and Ling Fan dared not forget it.

People say that climbing a mountain is equivalent to conquering a mountain.

Just when Ling Fan was exhausted and out of breath, Chen Bing finally stopped.

Ling Fan supported his knees with both hands and took a few breaths of force before he straightened his waist and wiped the sweat from his forehead at any time. Ling Fan's eyes fell on the building ahead.

The first thing that caught Ling Fan's eyes were two mighty stone lions, one clawed and snatched the stone ball, symbolizing the unity of the universe and supreme power, and the other touched the young lion, symbolizing the extension of descendants.

The eyes passed through two mighty and domineering stone lions, which was the gate of this building.

The ancient and heavy dark door, two old copper lions bit the door knocker in their mouths, and they are respectively embedded on both sides of the door.

Above, the brown plaque is inlaid with gold edges, and there are three vigorous and powerful characters written on it - Mingzhen Hall!

"Let's go!" Chen Bingyi said.

"squeak……"

Chen Bing had already pushed open the heavy door and walked in, and Ling Fan followed closely behind.

When you entered the Mingcheng Hall, what appeared before Ling Fan was a completely different scene.

chaos!

This is Ling Fan’s first feeling.

Dazzling!

This is Ling Fan’s second feeling.

The chaos is because in the Mingzhen Hall, all kinds of things are placed everywhere, without any rules. Although they are not dirty, they always feel sloppy.

The dizziness is because the things here are all strange and strange, which Ling Fan has never seen before. Now that he is in it, Ling Fan seems to have opened up a new world.

"How do you feel?" Chen Bingyi asked.

"A lot of things I have never seen before, very novel, and... it's a bit messy here." Ling Fan whispered.

"Is it messy?"

Chen Bing had already seen a look and said, "It's indeed a bit messy."

"No one will come here, even if there are mail disciples who clean the house, so it's normal to be messy. Just do this, clean the place clean. This is the first task I give you!"

"Ah..." Ling Fan wailed. How long does it take to clean such a big place?

"What, do you have any opinions? I am very reasonable and I can raise any opinions." Chen Bingyi said.

"No objection."

“That’s good.”
Chapter completed!