Pagoda Immortality

The tower was a bit dark inside, and Lu Li felt a chill as soon as he entered.

The entire space on the first floor is empty. Although there are no clouds like the Xuanyin Land, the mist floating inside is still relatively strong. It should be because no one has entered here to practice for a long time.

Li Xuanhuo gave him thirty years, and Lu Li didn't want to waste it at all. He immediately lay down in the central area and entered the Time Palace.

Fortunately, he had kept the more than 20,000 Yin Shen Pills he had obtained in Yaowang Valley. Now that he has such a dark place, with the help of Yin Shen Pills, he will definitely make great progress.

If the Xuanyin Qi here is enough to sustain it for thirty years, it is not impossible to even directly break through the limit of divine transformation.

...

On the third day of Lu Li's retreat, an old man wearing a python robe flew from Xuanlian Pavilion to the outer square of Xuanlian Pavilion, and arrived at the archway outside the mountain gate in a flash.

When the two guards guarding the mountain saw this, they quickly stood up and saluted: "Greetings to Mr. Qi."

Qi Zhengyuan looked at the middle-aged man on the right and waved. When the man approached, he asked in a low voice: "Has the fellow Taoist Zhang Song who went in that day ever come out?"

The guard shook his head: "I've never seen it before."

Qi Zhengyuan rolled his eyes faintly when he heard this, and quietly stuffed a storage bag into the other party's pocket: "If he comes out, you can tell me secretly, is that okay?"

The strong man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "No, no problem!"

Qi Zhengyuan smiled: "Very good, you have completed this matter and find an opportunity to come to Xuanlian City. I will give you a generous reward."

The strong man looked happy and said, "Please remember this, disciple."

Qi Zhengyuan patted the strong man on the shoulder, nodded with satisfaction, and then jumped into the air and headed towards Xuanlian City. During the flight, a sneer appeared on his face:

"The genius of Yaowang Valley must have a lot of good things in him. If you dare to seek benefits from me, I can only say that you are unlucky."

...

Tianjian Pavilion.

In the early morning, the Changqing Lake was covered with smoke, and an old voice suddenly sounded from the small pavilion in the lake: "In another sixty years, a new round of the ancient soul refining land will begin. How are you preparing?"

The speaker was an old man in gray robe, who was the current master of Jiange Pavilion, Yue Chenfeng.

Compared with more than a hundred years ago, this pavilion master has become more and more vicissitudes of life, with loose buns and scattered gray hair, and his appearance is extremely bleak.

The middle-aged man wearing a green gown lowered his head and said: "Although the disciple has reached the peak, he is still far away from the limit. I am afraid that this time I will not be able to meet the ancient land..."

Yue Chenfeng somewhat hated the fact that iron cannot become steel and shouted: "Can't you use some snacks? Mo Ziqian of Wuya Sword Sect or Fu Hongshan of Jinghongque, which one is not younger than you, and which one's cultivation level is lower than yours?" of."

"I have received news that these two people are planning to enter the Ancient Soul Refining Land this round. Why can't you give me a shout-out! If this continues, what hope does our Tianjian Pavilion have?"

Cheng Xiaoyuan's body trembled slightly and he said: "It's the disciple's fault. I...I'm going to go into seclusion and practice hard."

After saying that, he bowed again, and then walked out of the pavilion.

At this time, Yue Chenfeng looked at Cheng Xiaoyuan's back again and said calmly: "I know you have a knot in your mind. There is news about the young man named Lu Li who is your master. I will have him brought back to you for disposal." ”

Hearing this, Cheng Xiaoyuan immediately stopped and turned around to salute again: "Thank you, master, and please don't hurt him."

"Why."

"Because my disciple wants to compete with him again."

"Another competition? Aren't you afraid of losing?"

"Disciple, don't be afraid. If you don't win once, I will fight a second time. If you don't win twice, I will fight a third time! One day, I will make him die under my sword with all his heart." Cheng Xiaoyuan pinched said with fists.

"Haha, good! You finally said something that satisfied me. Go ahead, I will send the Ninth Elder to 'invite' him back." Yue Chenfeng nodded happily.

Cheng Xiaoyuan cupped his fists and saluted, took three steps back, turned and left.

...

The unknown polarization of the world.

The south is full of spring and green; the north is covered with snow, like a cold winter.

The central area is a stretch of dense mountains that rise one after another. The spiritual energy between the mountains turns into mist, and under the sunlight, arched rainbows emerge, which are colorful and pleasing to the eye.

Early morning hours.

Between the mountains, there were bursts of shouts.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be an ancient square. There were many girls in plain clothes, arranged in neat formations, practicing swordsmanship in the square.

Looking at the uniform movements and flowing steps, it really gives people a bright feeling.

Crossing the square and heading north, there is a solitary green peak reaching into the sky.

On the solitary peak, there are many pavilions, pavilions and palaces.

At the top of the mountain, at the end of the ancient white jade square and carved jade balustrades, there is a majestic and ancient white jade palace with a carved plaque and the three solemn characters "Suxin Palace" written on it.

Today, the master of Suxin Palace, Yun Shu, dressed in palace attire, sat cross-legged on the jade platform in the north, looking at the dozen old women below and left: "Elders, do you have any recommendations for this world tour?" ."

There are a total of fifteen elders in Suxin Palace, all of whom have combined cultivations. If you include the master of Suxin Palace, you have a sixteen-united clan. This lineup is not weak.

What's more, there is a great elder in the late stage of fusion, who is still cultivating in the palace. If they are counted together, there are 17 fusion masters.

Moreover, there are 72 peak masters below, all of whom are masters of the spirit separation.

At this time, the 15 elders below were also sitting cross-legged on a jade platform. Hearing this, the old woman on the right said slowly:

"I think Jingxian can be counted as one. She has been in my Suxin Palace for more than a thousand years. There is no problem with her performance, and her cultivation is also one of the best among the younger generation."

"The elder is right. I also agree that Jingxian can be one of the walkers."

"No objection."

"......"

As soon as the elder finished speaking, the others nodded and expressed their opinions, and they all seemed to agree with this person's proposal.

"Okay, then Jingxian will be one of the walking disciples."

Seeing this, Yun Shu didn't waste any words and made the decision directly. Then she said, "According to convention, there are a total of nine places for the walking disciples in the world. If you have any suitable candidates, please continue to nominate them."

"I think Jingyun is also okay. She is also one of the top ten core disciples!"

"I think Jingxiang is also okay..."

"I nominate Jinglan..."

"......"

Everyone was talking at the same time, and almost all of them were core disciples of the "Jing" generation. But at this moment, the second elder on the left suddenly said:

"I think that Jingyou is not bad either. She has a lonely and cold temper. Although her cultivation is a bit low, she is very consistent with the founding purpose of our Suxin Palace, "Not stained by the world of mortals"..."