Immortal cultivation starts with copying.

There are only six or seven small courtyards halfway up the mountain. In front of the courtyards, Qi Yang and five other Nascent Soul cultivators have been waiting for a long time on a large open space.

"My fellow disciples, each of you should choose a disciple..."

Qi Yang looked at the other five Nascent Soul cultivators beside him with a serious expression.

"I was the last one to choose last year, so this year I should be the first one to choose!"

One of the Nascent Soul cultivators, who appeared to be the youngest, laughed and said.

"Old Fifteen, as the saying goes, there's order of seniority, and who gets picked first is based on age. How can you say that? It's inappropriate!"

Another middle-aged Nascent Soul cultivator replied with a smile.

"Yes, yes, what Lao Ba said is the most correct..."

The other three monks agreed with a smile, and there was more of a joking tone in their laughter!

"Alright, let Old Fifteen pick it first this time, so he won't have to tell his uncle later that you guys bullied him."

Qi Yang shook his head and said expressionlessly.

Joking aside, the relationship between the brothers is still good.

Old Fifteen, who spoke first, chose the youngest guy in the Qi Refining Stage.

Although his cultivation is the lowest, he has the greatest plasticity. Once he is trained well, his future achievements will be very great.

Next, the other four Nascent Soul cultivators each chose one as their apprentice.

Only Chen Yunhao was left looking at Qi Yang eagerly, and he was very much looking forward to it.

It is also very good to be Qi Yang's disciple. He is the leader of the three famous talents in the Boundless Sea and a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage.

"Junior brother, you don't need to look at me. You are the disciple chosen by the head master. I can't teach you."

Qi Yang looked at Chen Yunhao and spoke with a smile on his face.

If it weren't for the head master uncle taking a liking to him, he would have been interested in accepting Chen Yunhao as his disciple.

When Chen Yunhao heard this, his eyes widened immediately. Being a disciple personally chosen by the master was equivalent to reaching the top in one step. His level and seniority were equal to Qi Yang.

The five disciples who came with him were all shocked and envious.

Just now they were just brothers at the foot of the mountain, but in the blink of an eye, he has become an elder! He has become someone they need to look up to.

"My fellow apprentice brothers, please get busy first. I'm going to take my younger apprentice brother to find the head master uncle..."

Qi Yang and several other junior brothers nodded, then turned around and said something to Chen Yunhao.

"follow me."

Chen Yunhao followed Qi Yang slowly and flew in the same direction they came from.

"Don't blame me, little junior brother. The head master had something important to do just now, so I brought you here to find out where to live. Now follow me to the miscellaneous affairs hall and I will give you your identity token."

They also had to return to the square where they came from, because that was the ancestral home of Thunder Mountain. All the halls of Thunder Mountain were concentrated in the continuous buildings that stretched for dozens of miles there.

Along the way, Chen Yunhao passed by a tall mountain, which was tall and majestic.

There are exquisite buildings on the top of the mountain, halfway up the mountain, or at the foot of the mountain, and you can see many monks coming in and out.

Chen Yunhao looked at it with some curiosity, but he was actually a little confused.

Qi Yang seemed to see through his doubts and said with a chuckle.

Qi Yang was not a person who was good at talking and laughing, but it seemed like he had set a precedent with Chen Yunhao. He laughed more that day than he had in the previous year.

"Are you wondering why the residence of our main sect disciples is so shabby, located in such an inconspicuous and nameless peak..."

"That's just a temporary resting place for us. Our main line's real place of cultivation and living is in Thunder Mountain. Once you have truly mastered the Blue Thunder Art, you will also go to Thunder Mountain."

Qi Yang pointed to the mountain he had just passed by and said.

"My Thunder Mountain is divided into one mountain and eight peaks. This mountain is naturally our main peak, Thunder Mountain..."

"This mountain is one of the eight peaks, named Qianchui Peak, which means "a thousand hammers and a hundred temperings." This is the place where I, Leiting Mountain, specialize in refining weapons."

"As for the other seven peaks, you will gradually become familiar with them in the future."

As the two were talking, they had already flown over thousands of miles and landed in front of the gate of a large courtyard. There were three big words written on the gate: Miscellaneous Affairs Hall.

The Miscellaneous Affairs Hall is responsible for all the miscellaneous affairs and logistics of Thunder Mountain. It is an extremely important hall.

Qi Yang led Chen Yunhao into the gate of the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall when they saw a cultivator in the early Nascent Soul stage coming towards them from afar.

"Brother Qi, what brings you here?"

"Xu Jinyang, stop talking nonsense. This is Junior Brother Hu Shihua, the new disciple of the Master. Give him a set of introductory items."

Qi Yang frowned and returned to his serious expression.

"Yes, Brother..."

Xu Jinyang, the head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Department, smiled disapprovingly. They all knew that Qi Yang's temperament was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, and that he was a very generous person who would not fuss over a few words.

"Little Junior Brother, congratulations! You must come often in the future and get closer to me, your senior brother!"

Xu Jinyang is a shrewd man, and he is very smooth in his dealings with others.

Only such a person can hold this position firmly. Qi Yang would not be able to do it.

"Of course, of course. Thank you for troubling Senior Brother Xu!"

Chen Yunhao returned the greeting with a calm and composed manner. He had just arrived and was not sure whether there were any cliques or factions in Thunder Mountain, so he did not dare to get too close to anyone.

"Wait a moment, Junior Brother. I'll get it for you myself."

This Miscellaneous Affairs Hall is bustling with people, and is the hall with the most trivial matters among all the halls, but ordinary monks can hardly see the hall master on weekdays.

Not to mention asking the hall master to run errands personally, only Qi Yang has such a great face. Of course, Chen Yunhao's face is also very great now.

In a moment, Xu Jinyang came out with a storage bag and handed it to Chen Yunhao.

"Brother, keep it. Check back to see if you need anything else and come find me directly."

Xu Jinyang said with a smile.

"Thank you, Brother Xu..."

Before Chen Yunhao could finish his words of thanks, Qi Yang turned and left.

"Hurry up, the headmaster is waiting!"

Chen Yunhao hurriedly bowed to Xu Jinyang, turned around and chased after him.

The head of the sect, Lin Changfeng, has a large courtyard of his own.

He is not like other uncles or brothers who have achieved the state of transformation. Most of them live in seclusion and practice in various secret places in Lingxiao Mountain.

He, the sect leader, is the one who has the hardest time, but there is nothing he can do about it, since he is the youngest and has the lowest cultivation level.

Whenever there is a new person who advances to the God Transformation stage, he can hand over the troublesome burden of being the head of the sect.

At their level, who wouldn't want to improve their cultivation as quickly as possible, consolidate their foundation, and prepare for ascending to the upper realm!

Either you successfully ascend to the upper realm and extend your life for thousands of years, or you will be reduced to ashes under the heavenly calamity. There is no other choice.