Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

high in the air.

The golden spear trembled slightly, and the silver arc suddenly went straight down, and disappeared into the bottle in the blink of an eye.

In this way, one arc after another was attracted by the magic circle, and then was easily collected into the jade bottle by the evil-dispelling divine thunder.

An hour later, after the jade bottle received another thick arc, a rumbling sound like a tsunami began to be heard.

Hearing this sound, Yang Qian couldn't help showing joy on his face, and raised his hand to grab the void in the air.

The golden electric spear fell off on its own, and the jade bottle flew down from the air and was taken into his hand.

Yang Qian quickly swung his sleeves into the sky, and another bottle of similar style was also sacrificed into the air. The golden spear was inserted again, and he continued to collect sky thunder into the bottle.

Only then did he have time to take a closer look at the bottle in his hand.

I saw this thing trembling incessantly with a low sound, and there was a dazzling silver light flashing in the mouth of the bottle, as if it might be shot out from inside at any time.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, and a golden charm was attached to an object. The sound in the bottle stopped abruptly, and the silver light quickly dimmed.

Yang Gan capped the bottle with satisfaction and put it into the storage ring.

Then continue to look up at everything in the sky.

Half a day later, four bottles of thunder were collected in succession, but the thunderstorm in the sky did not stop, but intensified. Yellow lightning shuttled through the clouds, as if it was about to tear the entire sky apart.

Yang Qian thought to himself and decided to stop after collecting another bottle of sky thunder. These thunder and lightning were enough for him to transform the thunder fire and use it to temper the Three Flame Fan.

At this moment, Yang Qian's expression suddenly changed, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the horizon to one side.

I saw light flickering on the dim sky, and a white rainbow streaked across the sky, speeding towards me.

Yang Qian's eyes flickered twice and he raised his eyebrows inadvertently.

The spirit-gathering array below was radiant, and Yang Qian's body was flashing with purple light, suspended in mid-air.

The silver arcs above his head were beating wildly, and they converged into one place, forming a dazzling sea of ​​arcs.

Such a scene is undoubtedly very eye-catching.

The owner of the white rainbow naturally saw this scene. After the light flashed for a few times, it flew straight towards Yang Qian. However, the white rainbow seemed to be aware of Yang Qian's cultivation. He paused slightly and turned around in the high altitude. stand up.

Yang Qian put his hands behind his back and looked calm, not caring at all.

Seeing this, Bai Hong stayed in the air for a moment, and then flew back again.

A moment later, more than thirty feet away from Yang Qian, the light flashed away, and a woman in palace clothes appeared.

This woman is petite in stature, has a delicate appearance, and has a pair of clear and soft eyes, as if she is in her prime.

But what is amazing is that the palace clothes on this girl are made of unknown rare materials. Not only are they shiny and dazzling, but there are also several strands of milky white cold air floating around her, making this girl look like a fairy in the clouds. Without the slightest hint of fireworks.

Yang Qian lightly swept his consciousness, his expression did not change, and he had already understood the cultivation level of this woman in palace clothes - the middle stage of Nascent Soul. He was somewhat certain in his heart that this woman must be Xiaoji Gong Bai Yaoyi in the original work.

At this moment, the dignified look on the face of the woman in palace clothes became more and more obvious. Her eyes were wandering around Yang Qian, and she was making quick calculations in her mind.

After a while, the expression on her face changed, and finally turned into a charming smile, and she said:
"I am Bai Yaoyi from Beiming Island. I wonder if this fellow Taoist was also invited by fellow Taoist Fu? I never expected that fellow daoist Fu could actually invite a great monk with such profound cultivation skills as fellow daoist!"

This woman's voice was as sweet and soft as a clear spring, very pleasant to the ear, but there was a trace of unnoticeable fear in her tone.

"Beiming Island? Is Taoist friend a monk from Beiye Xiaoji Palace?" Yang Gan turned his eyes slightly and said with a faint smile.

"The little girl Bai Yaoyi is the foreign affairs elder of Xiaoji Palace. This palace is located in a remote place in the north. I didn't expect that my Taoist friends also know about our sect. However, my Taoist friends have amazing cultivation and must be very famous in the Jin Dynasty. Dare I ask? What's your surname?" the woman in palace clothes asked with a faint smile.

"Yang is just a casual cultivator overseas. He has no reputation, but I was invited here by a wealthy Taoist friend. The name of Xiaoji Palace has long been known to Yang. The noble sect is not weaker than the ten major sects of the Great Jin Dynasty. , Especially Master Hanli, the great elder of your palace, Yang has been a close friend for a long time." Yang Qian's expression regained his composure and he spoke in a different direction.

When Bai Yaoyi heard this, she couldn't help but feel relieved. Then her eyes flashed and she asked softly with a slight smile: "Since Brother Yang knows the great elder of our sect, that's great! After the matter is over here, you might as well go to Xiaoji Palace. A brief introduction. In addition, as a great overseas monk, I wonder if Brother Yang has any connection with the three overseas immortals - Fairy Qingxia, Old Man Baishi, and Taoist Master Ziyun? "

There was a hint of searching in her words.

After listening to Yang Qian's words, it seemed that he knew Master Hanli, the great elder of Xiaoji Palace, and Bai Yaoyi's vigilance weakened slightly.

Yang Gan shook his head and replied without hesitation:
"Fairy Qingxia and Old Man Baishi, Yang has only heard of their names and has not had the pleasure to meet them. Not long ago, I heard fellow Taoist Kuzhu from Kuzhu Island mention them. As for Taoist Priest Ziyun, I do We had a chance encounter. However, I rarely interacted with other monks. I spent most of my time cultivating on the island and didn’t know much about other overseas monks.”

"Brother Yang really has a lot of friends!" Bai Yaoyi heard a trace of surprise in her eyes.

She did not expect that Yang Qian not only met the old man Kuzhu, but also had an encounter with the most mysterious Taoist Priest Ziyun among the three overseas immortals.

These are the most top-notch high-level existences overseas.

But Bai Yaoyi quickly adjusted her mentality and asked after thinking for a moment: "In this case, does Brother Yang need my help in collecting the sky thunder?"

"Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist. Yang has collected almost all of it. This is the last bottle." Yang Qian refused with a smile.

"In this case, I will meditate on the top of the mountain for a while." Bai Yaoyi heard what Yang Qian said and did not force herself. She immediately escaped, circled, and went straight to the top of the mountain to drop another boulder.

As soon as she appeared and landed on the ground, she raised her hand and released an umbrella-shaped treasure that flew into the air.

After the object rotated slightly in the sky, it immediately emitted a large white light, blocking all the wind and rain within a radius of dozens of feet. The woman then calmly sat down cross-legged.

Then, a cold light flashed on Bai Yaoyi's hand, and something the size of a palm appeared in her hand.

Yang Gan glanced at it and saw the object clearly. It was actually a white jade that was as crystal clear as snow. The cold light shone on it and was crystal clear, which was very different from ordinary jade.

"Ice jade."

His mind changed and he immediately recognized this rare material.

That bottle of cold marrow obtained by chance was produced from ten thousand years of ice jade.

At this time, the woman in palace clothes had placed the ice jade flat on her hands, closed her beautiful eyes and fell into meditation.

Sure enough, Bai Yaoyi's female skills are not purely ice-type skills, but also Yin-cold skills.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to use this jade cold power to practice his skills. This is somewhat similar to Yang Qian taking Xuepo Pills.

It's just that no matter how good the quality of this ice jade is, it can never compare with the astonishing effectiveness of Xue Po Wan.

Yang Qian remained calm on the surface, but he was thinking about it in his heart.

Beiye Xiaoji Palace would rather fight with high-level monsters every few generations than hand over the cold marrow, which shows that Xiaoji Palace attaches great importance to this thing.

If Bai Yaoyi, a woman like Bai Yaoyi, knew that the treasure of the palace was in her possession, it goes without saying that the other party would definitely become restless and would try every possible means to escape back to Xiaoji Palace to report the matter. Even if she was a great monk in the later period, Han Li would probably The Master will not compromise easily.

Thinking of Master Hanli, the great elder of Xiaoji Palace in the original work, Yang Qian couldn't help but feel a hint of amusement at the corner of his mouth.

If this late-stage great monk from Xiaoji Palace knew that he was holding the Void Emperor Cauldron, which was even more powerful than the Void Sky Cauldron, how would this heir to the Ice Soul Fairy tradition be shocked?

While his thoughts were swirling, Yang Qian narrowed his gaze and once again locked his gaze on the vial floating in the air, still maintaining a calm look on his face.

Not long after, after the fifth vial was also filled with thunder, Yang Qian immediately collected the magical weapon, slowly flew down from the air, and landed in the middle of the spirit gathering array.

Then several magic spells were fired and hit the nearby magic flag. Immediately, the magic circle's restrictions changed, and a purple light curtain was raised to protect him.

Yang Qian also sat down in the magic circle, and closed his eyes to rest while facing the woman in palace clothes from a distance.

In front of this woman, he would not refine any spiritual materials.

As a result, the mountain top became quiet except for the sound of thunder, wind and rain.

The heavy rain lasted for a full day and night before gradually disappearing. When the scorching sun appeared in the sky again, the air immediately became hot and hot, and the miasma slowly rose from the ground again, covering the entire mountain range again.

All kinds of insects and ants that originally retreated to their nests also emerged from the ground again.

Yang Qian calmly released his consciousness slowly, sensing everything within a radius of dozens of miles. Wherever the spiritual thoughts go, whether insects and ants are fighting against each other, or flowers and fruits fall to the ground, they are truly reflected in the sea of ​​spiritual consciousness.

He was like an old monk in meditation, motionless.

Occasionally, low-level monks came to the mountain by mistake. As soon as they saw the amazing cultivation of Yang Qian and Bai Yaoyi, without the two of them saying anything, these monks' expressions changed drastically and they all ran away, not daring to stay for a moment.

So Yang Qian and the woman in palace attire sat together for three days and three nights.

On the morning of the fourth day, another high-level monk finally arrived at the main peak.

This time, a big man like an iron tower came, with an ugly appearance and a dark body.

This person didn't know what kind of technique he was practicing. When he arrived, he stepped on a giant blue turtle and held a golden book in his hand. He was flipping through it while shaking his head, and then he arrived here with a gust of evil wind.

When the big man saw Yang Qian and Bai Yaoyi, he wanted to laugh and say hello, but in an instant his pupils shrank and the smile froze on his face.

Bai Yaoyi was fine. Although he was also a middle-stage cultivator, the big man thought that his cultivation level was not weaker than his opponent. However, when he turned his eyes to Yang Qian, he sensed the cultivation level of Nascent Soul in the late-stage stage, which made him feel a turmoil in his heart.

After hesitating again and again, the big man found another place to sit on the top of the mountain without saying a word. However, he had no intention of continuing to read the golden book in his hand. Instead, he twitched his face and carefully stuffed the things in his hands back into his arms. , then closed his eyes to rest, and never looked at Yang Gan again, for fear of causing unnecessary trouble.

Yang Qian seemed to turn a blind eye to the big man's actions, and still sat there quietly, like a majestic and motionless mountain peak.

Bai Yaoyi, on the other hand, gently turned her beautiful eyes, passing over the big man, and finally stopped on Yang Qian. Her eyes seemed to contain some complicated emotions, but she quickly moved away silently.

'The female cultivator is also in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. It seems that Fu Laomo has followed the agreement and only invited monks above the middle stage of Nascent Soul to come here. It's just that the old guy didn't say that there was another great monk coming. This old guy was really fooled! The big man was extremely depressed. He originally thought that he was the most powerful person in this operation, but he never expected that a great monk in the late Nascent Soul realm would appear.

However, it was too late for the big man to leave at this moment, otherwise he would not be able to afford to offend a late-stage monk for nothing.

So, the big man pretended to close his eyes and concentrate, sitting there without daring to move at all, but he was a little impatient in his heart, just looking forward to the arrival of the old man surnamed Fu.

After the big man arrived, no other monks arrived in a short period of time. The three of them just went about their own business, and no one had the intention to take the initiative to talk to others.

Nearly half a month passed, and the miasma had receded for most of the time, before an astonishing light appeared on the horizon again. Two startling rainbows joined together and flew straight towards the mountain peak like a pair of horses.

After the light circled above the three people, it happened to land in the middle of the three people, and a man and a woman emerged from inside.

The man is an old man with a rich surname from Jiuyou Sect, and the woman is a beautiful woman in black, with slightly thick eyebrows but a frosty face.

"All three fellow Taoists came as promised. It's really an honor for Mr. Fu! I was originally making other preparations for the unavailability of fellow Taoists, but now it seems that there is no need for it." The old man surnamed Fu glanced at Yang Gan and the other three. Finally, he said with a happy face.

The beautiful woman in black beside him remained silent, her eyes cold.

However, when the beautiful woman in black laid her eyes on Yang Qian, an imperceptible hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

She had already learned about Yang Qian's cultivation and net worth from the old man surnamed Fu, and was shocked.

Although this trip is very dangerous, if Yang Qian, a late-stage great monk, is traveling with him, it will undoubtedly add a lot of security.

Therefore, although the beautiful woman in black was dissatisfied with the old man's decision, she could not refute it.

The big man sneered and said unceremoniously:
"Since I have agreed, I will not go back on my promise easily. But if what Brother Rich said is untrue, or if the matter is not worth mentioning, I, Mr. Yuan, may still leave at any time. Mr. Yuan is now at the bottleneck of impact. At this critical moment, I don't have the time to waste time dealing with trivial matters here." He glanced at Yang Qian from time to time as he spoke, and he couldn't help but feel relieved when he saw that Yang Qian's expression was as usual.

"Brother Yuan, don't worry! Taoist friends have already met Yang and Bai. Are you still afraid that Mr. Fu will lie to you? Before that, let me introduce you to each other. This is my junior sister Chang. Zhi Fang, the elder of the inner hall of Jiuyou Sect. Fellow Daoist Yang is an overseas monk, a great monk on the same level as the Three Overseas Immortals. His magical powers are astonishing, and he has to rely on Brother Yang for this trip! , who is from the Poison Saint Sect in southern Xinjiang, we also need to rely on Brother Yuan this time. As for fellow Taoist Bai, he is from Beiye Xiaoji Palace." Mr. Fu pointed at Yang Qian and others and introduced them to each other one by one. For a moment.

When they heard the old man surnamed Fu saying that Yang Qian's supernatural powers were astonishing, both the big man and Bai Yaoyi glanced at Yang Gan with shock on their faces, but then turned their heads and slowly lowered their gazes. The two of them learned from the old man surnamed Fu. It was speculated in his tone that Yang Qian was probably still a strong one among the later monks, and he felt a little awe-inspiring.

When Yang Gan heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a half-smile:
"Fellow Taoist Fu is ridiculous. Although Yang was lucky enough to advance to the late stage, he doesn't dare to take it for granted that his magical powers are astonishing."

"Brother Yang is too modest! Mr. Fu heard that Brother Yang not only bought the imitation Pingshan Seal of Tongtian Lingbao at the underground auction in Jinjing, but also had a discussion with the great elders of Taiyi Sect and Tianmo Sect. You have not fallen behind! With this level of cultivation, even the most famous Taoist Master Ziyun among the Three Overseas Immortals is probably inferior." The old man surnamed Fu cupped his hands and said with a smile.

"The Pingshan Seal was obtained by fellow Taoist Yang?" The man named Yuan's expression changed drastically, and he suddenly turned to look at Yang Qian.

Bai Yaoyi's bright eyes also showed a trace of shock as she turned.

Alone, from the hands of Xuan Qingzi, the great elder of the Taiyi Sect, and Qimiao Zhenren, the great elder of the Tianmo Sect, he obtained the Pingshan Seal, a replica of the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure. In the eyes of the two of them, such a move was probably not the best in the entire Jin Dynasty. It’s hard to find the second person!

The big man surnamed Yuan and Bai Yaoyi glanced at each other subconsciously, and they both saw a hint of fear in each other's eyes. They already regarded Yang Qian as someone who could never be offended.

Only the beautiful woman in black seemed to have known about this for a long time. She looked calm, but there was a strange light in her eyes, and she was obviously not at peace in her heart.

"Fellow Taoist Fu is really well informed! The Pingshan Seal was indeed obtained by Yang. This was just because I had a very happy chat with fellow Taoist Xuan Qingzi and Taoist Qimiao, so the two Taoists reluctantly gave up their love to Yang. "Yang Qian smiled solemnly, as if what he said was just a trivial matter. (End of chapter)