Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

"Uncle Qiu, could it be that this senior is?"

A white-faced young man who looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old asked with a look of astonishment on his face.

These words made the disciples around him look sideways, their expressions changing.

The monk surnamed Qiu ignored the few people, with a little nervousness hidden in his brows. It wasn't until the purple shock that cut through the sky disappeared at the end of the sky that he breathed a sigh of relief and reprimanded in a serious voice:

"Hmph! What do you juniors know! That senior is the great elder of the Luanming Sect, the first sect of our Tiandao Alliance—Laozu Yang!

Not only has his cultivation level reached the middle stage of Yuanying, but his magic power far exceeds that of the same level. His magical powers are even more unfathomable. Rumor has it that he is not inferior to the great monks in the late Yuanying stage. He is known as the fourth great monk in Tiannan. The top level exists!

Now he has become the leader of our Tiandao Alliance!

It is said that the spiritual consciousness of these seniors in the realm of land gods can reach hundreds of miles in radius. The words you and I talked to may have been heard by Old Ancestor Yang. If he hears some disrespectful words, even if he The three masters in our sect cannot save the situation and save your life! "

The middle-aged man in white robe reprimanded angrily, and the words he spoke made the white-faced young men feel as if they were struck by lightning. Their faces turned pale and cold sweat dripped down, as if they had walked through the gate of hell.

"what!"

"We belong to the Tiandao Alliance!"

"It turns out to be Senior Yang from Luanming Sect!"

Hearing this, the white-faced young man and his classmates couldn't help but look at each other, shocked and speechless. They never thought that they were actually related to the legendary Luanming Sect, Senior Yang.

Seeing the astonishment of several juniors, the monk surnamed Qiu shook his head helplessly.

These younger disciples had lived in Luoyun Sect for a long time and knew nothing about the rules of the world of immortality. I had no choice but to tell them some anecdotes about top monks in advance to increase their knowledge.

Finally, a mediocre female cultivator plucked up the courage to ask: "Uncle Qiu was able to see the secret with just a flash of light. Could it be that he had a relationship with Senior Yang?"

Hearing this, other disciples cast curious glances.

"You little guys!" The middle-aged man surnamed Qiu sighed, but thinking about the eager look of his younger generation, "It's okay to tell you, actually."

At this point in the story, the middle-aged man surnamed Qiu paused for a moment. He raised his eyes from the faces of several people and looked towards the mountains in the east. His nervous emotions were clearly revealed in his eyes.

The other disciples noticed his change and turned their heads to look in the same direction, searching for something with suffocated breaths.

It wasn't until the purple startling rainbow completely disappeared from the end of his sight that the heartstrings of the middle-aged man named Qiu relaxed a little.

He turned around, flicked his clothes, stood up straight, a dreamlike look of recollection appeared on his face, and then began to speak slowly.

"This has to start with an incident many years ago. At that time, I was fortunate enough to follow two of the masters of the sect to the mountain gate of Luanming Sect. I once saw the peerless grace of Patriarch Yang from a distance!"

There was a subtle vibrato in the tone of the middle-aged man surnamed Qiu, as if the past had touched a string deep in his heart.

The white-faced youth and other young disciples were fascinated by what they heard, as if they had witnessed the heroic appearance of Senior Yang of the Luanming Sect with their own eyes, and their admiration arose spontaneously.

Seeing them so fascinated, the middle-aged man surnamed Qiu smiled slightly, feeling touched, and continued:

"Back then, Senior Yang was surrounded by purple lightning that was as bright as a star, as if the god of thunder had come to the world, shaking the world.

That kind of pressure was as thick as an abyss, as boundless as the sea, and it was so awe-inspiring that I didn't even dare to look directly at it.

His dazzling escaping light and his aura were as powerful as a rainbow. I only dared to look at him from a distance, just like what I saw today. At that time, I sighed in my heart, Senior Yang’s style is truly unparalleled."

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at the same time.

The eastern part of the Luoyunzong Mountains.

Outside the Zimu Peak.

Suddenly, a purple rainbow streaked across the sky like a shooting star, coming quickly.

It circled outside the Zimu Peak for a week, and then stopped leisurely.

The light gradually dissipated, and Yang Gan's figure emerged from it.

His eyes were deep as he scanned the mist below, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised into a smile.

"The 'Mist Condensing Formation' formation that Ruyin taught Han Li back then could still be used today, and it seemed to be even more powerful. My junior brother Han's talent in formations cannot be underestimated. Despised."

After the words fell, Yang Qian's palm slightly reached into the void, and then he pinched a bright musical instrument.

His lips opened slightly and he spoke a silent word.

Then with a slight click, the telegraph instrument instantly turned into a bright yellow light, shooting towards the fog below like a meteor, and disappeared in an instant.

Then, Yang Qian stood in the air with his hands behind his back, looking calm, and waited quietly.

After just a cup of tea, a large amount of fog in the "fog gathering array" below suddenly rolled up, and a green light flashed in it, as if something strange was happening.

Immediately afterwards, a cyan rainbow light broke through the fog and shot out.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Yang Gan. A flash of green light revealed a man in green robes with dark skin and an ordinary face.

If it’s not Han Li, then who is it?

"Senior Brother Yang!"

Han Li's dark face showed a look of surprise. He really didn't expect that Yang Qian would come to Luoyun Sect to look for him. After all, they hadn't seen each other for many years. Han Li didn't even know that Yang Qian had returned to Tiannan. .

"Junior Brother Han, long time no see!"

"Time flies, and when I see you again, you have successfully given birth to a baby and become a top-level monk in the human world. Congratulations! Our Tiandao Alliance has gained such a master like you, which is even more powerful than a tiger." Yang Qian smiled and said leisurely.

Looking at Han Li's sincere expression, he sighed in his heart that the road to immortality was long and he and Han Li seemed destined to walk side by side.

When Han Li heard this, a wry smile appeared on his face, he shook his head and said, "Senior Brother Yang, please stop making fun of me. Compared with your cultivation strength, Senior Brother, my meager Taoism is nothing."

These words of Han Li were not modest.

Originally, he thought that after he advanced to the early stage of Nascent Soul, his hope of standing side by side with Yang Qian would become much greater.

But he never thought that in front of Yang Qian, he was still like a mote of dust looking up at the top of the mountain, small and powerless.

Now, when the senior brothers met again, Han Li was surprised by the vast and majestic aura on Yang Qian's body. This feeling made Han Li vaguely guess that none of the three major monks in Tiannan belonged to his senior brother. opponent's. "By the way, Senior Brother Yang!" Han Li's eyes moved slightly, as if he thought of something, "How come you have time to come to the cave to find me in person? Could it be that you are the two elders Cheng and Lu who you haven't met in the sect?"

"Yes, I have seen you. Brother, I was still in the main hall. I chatted with Daoist Fellow Cheng and Fellow Daoist Lu for a long time. They said that you had gone into seclusion and practiced hard. I wanted to send a message to you, but I thought it was too troublesome, so I just went directly I came to the cave to look for you." Yang Qian said with a faint smile and said it indifferently.

When Han Li heard this, he couldn't help being a little stunned, and then shook his head with a wry smile.

Since he joined the Luoyun Sect, he has been living in seclusion in the cave.

This time, two elders from the sect, Cheng Tiankun and Lu Luo, came forward in person to talk face to face with Yang Qian, the leader of the Tiandao Alliance, for half a day.

'I'm afraid that the two elders Cheng and Lu are probably walking on thin ice when facing Senior Brother Yang and want to call me out to share the pressure. ’ Han silently cursed in his heart.

He naturally understood very well that the two elders Cheng Tiankun and Lu Luo in the sect were only at the early stage of Nascent Soul cultivation and their strength was mediocre. Facing Yang Qian, the leader of the Tiandao Alliance, they would probably be under great pressure.

"Senior Brother Yang, this is not the place for conversation. Please move to Junior Brother's cave to have a chat."

As Han Li opened his mouth, the mist below rolled violently, and a passage of two or three feet opened in front of the two of them.

"Okay! We haven't seen each other for many years. You and I, brothers and sisters, want to have a good drink!" Yang Gan smiled heartily, and flew into the passage with Han Li, and disappeared in an instant.

The mist rolled in again, but in a moment, the passage was completely closed.

The figures of Yang Qian and Han Li also completely disappeared in the mist, and there was no trace left.

Yang Qian and Han Li drank freely in his cave for three days and three nights.

When outside the Zimu Peak, a large area of ​​cyan mist surged violently with a muffled sound, a dazzling purple rainbow shot out of the mist, and a long voice came from it.

"Junior Brother Han, as a brother, I have to return to the alliance to handle matters. You and I, brothers and sisters, will meet again someday."

Then with a flash of light, the purple rainbow completely disappeared from the void.

In the main hall, Han Li stood at the entrance of the cave hall, holding several jade slips and a dark storage bag in his hands, with a faint expression of excitement on his face.

"Senior Brother Yang, I will never betray your trust!" Han Li murmured to himself, looked at the jade slips and storage bag in his hand again, then turned and walked into the secret room.

At the same time, Yang Qian was already thousands of miles away from Zimu Peak, and in the purple light, he was silently thinking about some of the things he told Han Li, as well as the various cultivation resources obtained from the transaction.

Needless to say, he had already consumed the towering fortune dew in his hands, and specially took some from Han Li. In addition, there were also the golden thunder bamboo leaves and a large amount of jade rubber that Yang Qian had agreed on earlier. The things that Chaos Xinghai explained are needed.

Of course, Yang Qian would not let Han Li suffer, and handed over a cultivable dragon scale fruit tree branch to the other party, thus obtaining a lot of soul stones in Han Li's hands, as well as the "Subjugation" of the Great Jin Tian Fu Sect. "Spirit Talisman" secret technique.

Regarding the monks of the Jin Dynasty whom Han Li met in the Land of Netherworld, considering that he had fabricated his experience of traveling to the Jin Dynasty to Han Li many years ago, Yang Gan answered Han Li's questions in detail.

When Han Li heard about the "Spirit Subduing Talisman" and the other two powerful talismans of the Tianfu Sect, his eyes shone with surprise, and he was full of yearning for Dajin, the holy land for cultivating immortals in the human world.

At the same time, Han Li was also very envious of Yang Qian's experience in traveling to the human world, but he thought that although he had advanced to Nascent Soul, it was still not enough. In order to ensure his own safety, he decided to continue practicing in Tiannan and wait until his strength improved. Let’s travel to the human world again.

With such thoughts in his mind, Yang Qian's flying light had completely rushed out of the Yunmeng Mountains and headed straight for the Luanming Sect.

This time, having obtained so much material, Yang Qian planned to refine some Yuanying-level puppets to use as Xin Ruyin's trump card, and at the same time, he could deal with the subsequent grassland invasion.

Three years later.

The largest trade fair in the Tiannan region is about to be held in the Yu State in the southernmost part of Tiannan.

Tiantian City, built in a deep mountain in this country, is the headquarters of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance and is also the only city of monks in Tiannan.

The people living in this city, regardless of age or sex, are all monks with spiritual roots.

There are six or seven old monsters from the Nine Kingdoms Alliance who are above the middle stage of Nascent Soul in this city.

It is enough to kill any monk who is looking for trouble or provocation on the spot.

Therefore, no matter whether they are the monks of the good and evil paths, the Tiandao Alliance, or the unruly casual cultivators, they all dare not be too presumptuous and cause trouble here.

A month or two before the Tiannan First Trade Fair was held, the Nine Nations Alliance, as the proprietor, began to remove most of the restrictions on the city's famous city protection formation "Shangyuan Light Extinguishing Formation" .

Because, at this time, some monks from far away had already arrived in the city, and even some impatient monks had set up stalls in some markets in the city in advance. There were also other monks who came forward to inquire about the price.

After all, on the days when the trade fair was officially held, although there were many treasures and all kinds of rare materials emerged in an endless stream, they were definitely not something ordinary monks could afford.

If you really want to buy some rarer suitable materials, you should look for them earlier and buy them.

Tiantian City, which was a bit deserted, soon became bustling with people, as lively as an ordinary city in the world.

It's just that the people walking on both sides of the city streets are all immortal cultivators with a high level of cultivation.

The only currency used for shopping and trading is spirit stone.

The only auction house in the city, which is also an auction house run by the Nine Nations Alliance, has also begun to accept the submission and valuation of various rare items.

The entire Tiantian City gradually became heated.

As the leading stone city in the Tiannan region, Tiantian City does not allow monks to fly into the air within more than a hundred miles. Everyone understands this. After all, there are so many high-level monks coming to this city. If everyone comes from the sky, Let's go, for the monks of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance, it is impossible to manage this city.

Fortunately, this restriction is just superficial to the Nascent Soul cultivator. If he really wants to fly away, he won't be trapped at all.

However, with Wei Wuya, the great elder of the Nine Kingdoms Alliance’s Huayi Sect and one of the only three late Nascent Soul monks in Tiannan, sitting in charge, ordinary Nascent Soul monks would not dare to disobey.

At the moment, on the nearby hillside a few miles away from Tiantian City, monks were walking towards the city from all directions, which seemed very popular.

Among them, three monks, two men and one woman, were walking toward Tiantian City at an unhurried pace.

One of them, a cold and beautiful female cultivator, was next to a young man in a green shirt with an ordinary face, looking quite affectionate.

The other person is a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, with fluttering sleeves and an extraordinary aura. (End of chapter)