Fantasy: I Chose the Jade Lake in the Beginning. I Just Want to Sign in Silently!

Chapter 139 The breath of antiquity, within the fountain of life! [seeking subscription]

Bai Xiaopang came to the house where Chu Yang was.

Knocked gently on the door.

Then Chu Yang’s voice came from inside: “Come in.”

Then Bai Xiaopang pushed in.

These doors are basically unlocked.

The doors of these courtyard houses are actually decorations for practitioners, but nothing more than a form.

For practitioners, if you want to really guard against random intrusions, it is the correct way to set up an array.

But formation is of no use to “handyman disciples”.

The handyman disciple has no treasures worthy of other people’s attention, and in Yaochi Sacred Land, no one is worried about the handyman ~ disciple.

Usually those Yaochi disciples set up formation in their own residence, but it is just a symbolic arrangement. Once the arrangement is completed, it will also show off-own formation. ….

Chu Yang’s house is definitely not arranged by formation.

No need.

The alertness of formation is not as strong as Chu Yang’s own perception. .

Bai Xiaopang entered the courtyard, the door inside was already opened, Bai Xiaopang walked in familiarly, and then closed the door casually.

Chu Yang is in the room, sitting quietly, waiting for him to come in.

And the room was already covered with a faint black mist, which confused and concealed the secrets in the room, and at the same time concealed the situation here, so that Shenyue clone could not see what was wrong with the “peeps” here.

Bai Xiaopang is already familiar with these black mists, so naturally he won’t be surprised.

He calmly entered the room, looked at Chu Yang, and said excitedly:

“Boss, I have broken through the Fate Realm!”

He came here to report his Ascension Cultivation Base to Chu Yang.

“Yes, Not Bad.”

Chu Yang nodded, his face was calm, and there was no surprise.

Chu Yang left the Demon Seal in Bai Xiaopang’s body, as well as The Underworld melting pot.

So for Bai Xiaopang’s own Cultivation Base, he knows better than Bai Xiaopang’s own.

Seeing Chu Yang like this, Bai Xiaopang didn’t think there was anything.

In his opinion.

Chu Yang’s identity is a “hermit master”, and Cultivation Base is at least the transcendent level of the Dao Slashing King Realm.

His own Cultivation Base, this insignificant talent, naturally cannot arouse his surprise.

Don’t talk about himself.

I am afraid that even the first true biography Jiang Miaoyi, in the eyes of the boss, is probably not surprising.

Bai Xiaopang thought.

In addition to reporting to the Cultivation Base, Bai Xiaopang came here, mainly looking for “guidance.”

After all, the reason why he was able to break through so quickly during this period of time was mainly because Chu Yang pointed out all the things that he didn’t understand, so that his strength broke through so quickly and his cultivation progressed by leaps and bounds.

Chu Yang is also used to it, anyway, for him, it’s just a matter of effort, and it doesn’t affect him.

“You unlock the seal first, and the fountain of life will appear.”

Chu Yang said casually.

Bai Xiaopang nodded, and then Divine Sense moved, and the seal of the Demon God in his body was immediately released.

The power in his body appeared out of thin air, and the life fountain that had previously disappeared also reappeared in the round sea. At the same time, his aura rose steadily, from the Third Stage of the Divine Hidden Realm, all the way to the Life Spring Realm.

If it is outside the mineral vein, once the breath of this life spring realm appears, it will definitely be felt by people.

But here in Chu Yang, it was covered by a thick black fog, and no breath was leaked out. From the outside, it was impossible to sense what was happening in Chu Yang’s house.

Even if Divine Sense probed it, he could only see the “illusion” created by the dark and thick fog, and could not find the slightest abnormality.

Chu Yang senses the rising breath of Bai Xiaopang, and senses the power of his life fountain.

He said silently in his heart: “True

With this level of power, he should be able to crush it with just one finger.

This is a subconscious reaction, but Chu Yang still earnestly senses the aura in Bai Xiaopang’s body. If there is a problem with cultivation, or the direction of cultivation, Chu Yang will still give some suggestions.

Although he can know the level of Bai Xiaopang’s Internal Energy through the Demon Seal.

But concretely, there is no intuition from close-range perception.

Sudden!

Chu Yang’s body.

The tortoiseshell pot, which hadn’t moved for a long time, suddenly shook, and then a thought came out: “I, I was on him, and I also sensed a familiar breath.

Chu Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that the turtle pattern spirit pot was talking about Bai Xiaopang.

Immediately, Chu Yang felt a little strange: “What familiar breath?”

The reason why Chu Yang is strange.

The main reason is that the turtle pattern spirit pot stayed in Bai Xiaopang for more than a year, and I didn’t notice any familiar aura. Why did I suddenly say that now.

“Well, it’s the breath of the ancient saint I felt last time.”

Guiwen Lingpan said affirmatively.

“what?”

Hearing this, Chu Yang frowned deeply, then looked at Bai Xiaopang and carefully looked him up and down.

…For flowers…

Bai Xiaopang was releasing the aura in his body. Seeing that Chu Yang looked at him like this, he was a little weak and asked weakly: “The boss, where did I cultivate something wrong?”

He thought it was something wrong with his practice.

Chu Yang said solemnly: “Have you been in contact with Shadow Demon Sect disciples recently?”

Bai Xiaopang was taken aback: “I saw each other every day before, but I haven’t had any contact, but during this period of time, after they were transferred, I have basically never seen them.”

Chu Yang asked again: “Then have you seen a weird little altar?’

“Small altar?”

Bai Xiaopang shook his head in doubt, and said, “What little altar, I haven’t seen it before.,

After a pause, he couldn’t help asking: “Boss, what happened?”

……………0

“Wait, I’ll talk to you later.”

Chu Yang waved his hand, and immediately sank into the sea of ​​chakras, and exchanged ideas with the turtle pattern spirit pot about the ancient saint aura on Bai Xiaopang’s body.

He just thought that the “cooked hot” aura on Bai Xiaopang’s body that the turtle pattern spirit pot sensed was from that strange little altar.

after all.

For so long, only the weird little altar had the breath of the ancient Great Sage of Shadow Demon Sect.

but …

Bai Xiaopang really didn’t have that weird little altar.

Then how did his breath come from?

The turtle pattern spirit pot swears, saying that it really sensed the familiar breath in Bai Xiaopang.

As for the weird little altar

It is indeed not.

In this regard, the turtle pattern spirit pot is also very confused, it must be impossible to perceive errors!

Subsequently.

Chu Yang directly summoned the turtle pattern spirit pot out of the sea of ​​chakras, let it come to Bai Xiaopang and feel it carefully.

The tortoise-patterned spirit pot with crystal clear purple glow was turning around Bai Xiaopang, exuding a thick breath, enclosing Bai Xiaopang, carefully perceiving it.

Bai Xiaopang looked confused and didn’t know what was going on.

Chu Yang didn’t explain anything to him either, he would know later.

After a while.

On the turtle-patterned pot, a purple pattern lit up, passing directly through Bai Xiaopang’s body, into his chakra, and then into his life fountain.

Subsequently.

Guiwen Lingpot shakes.

An idea came to Chu Yang: “Found it, this breath is in his fate!” People,