There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Sword-asking Sect.

In the backyard of the sect master's mansion where Mo Qicai was, there was a place called Xuanji Terrace. This was the hub of the Sword-asking Sect's mountain-protecting sword formation. It had always been the place where Jin Guang Zhenren practiced in seclusion. Controlling the sword formation was his responsibility, and at the same time, it was also his benefit.

The reason why Jin Guang Zhenren was sent to the Sword-asking Sect was not a demotion.

In fact, for him, this was a sect benefit, and it was also a benefit given to him by the faction he belonged to.

Even in the Tianjian Sect, it was not easy to change from a Zhenren to a Zhenjun and change the Yin God to a Yang God, and many people were stuck at this level.

Most of these people were similar to Xu Huanyan, with insufficient talent and bones, and few acupoints opened, so they could only maintain the realm of Xiantian Zhenren.

A small number of them were like Bai Qi Zhenren in the Sutra Pavilion of the Sword-asking Sect, who had inner demons and dared not go any further.

Only a very few had the opportunity to go further.

Jin Guang Zhenren was originally one of them, but later he fought with a certain demon sect's true disciple, and his soul was slightly damaged.

In this case, it was naturally impossible to force the crossover.

The damage to the soul must be repaired, and no cracks can appear. If there are cracks, it will not be able to pass the thunder tribulation.

Therefore, Jin Guang Zhenren was sent to the Sword-asking Sect.

While controlling the mountain-protecting sword formation, he can also use the sword energy generated by the mountain-protecting sword formation to make up for his damaged soul.

Only the sharp sword energy can make up for the lack of soul, so that he can fight back when facing the thunder bombardment.

So, this is a benefit.

It has been ten years since Jin Guang Zhenren came to the Sword-asking Sect. However, in the eyes of Mingde Zhenjun, his progress is too slow.

With just one glance, Mingde Zhenjun can see clearly the Yin Shen of Jin Guang Zhenren.

Although there is sword energy, the fusion with the soul is too rough, and there are still cracks. In this case, if you try to advance, there is only one way to die.

However, this is Jin Guang Zhenren's business.

He just said it casually and didn't mention it again.

In Xuanjitai, Mingde Zhenjun sat in the original position of Jinguang Zhenren. Then, a new Mingde Zhenjun withdrew from him and floated in the center of the sword formation. The sword energy permeated the body of Mingde Zhenjun, flashing with golden light.

The guy who was exactly the same as Mingde Zhenjun was his Yang Shen.

He was not virtual at all, just like a clone, but he didn't look like a living person until he entered the sword formation and was contaminated by the sword energy and condensed into golden light.

The next moment, the golden light dissipated with the running sword formation. This was the thought of Yang Shen.

At the beginning, on the flying boat, Mingde Zhenjun had already released his thoughts.

All the creatures in the inner sect of Wenjian Sect were marked by him. Now, these Yang Shen thoughts spread out and merged with the marks.

In fact, this mountain protection sword formation is not needed.

However, if he did that, he would need to consume his own thoughts and lose some cultivation, which is equivalent to paying for his own work.

He naturally wouldn't do that.

Using the Sword-asking Sect's mountain-protecting sword formation consumes the Sword-asking Sect's resources. For him, this is the correct way to start this trip.

...

Nie Wushuang raised his head and sat up.

After the flying boat landed, he returned to the recliner. This time he was not practicing, but really resting. He did not need to meditate and concentrate his mind like Cheng Lijun.

At this time, he was actually at the peak of the realm of enlightenment. He only needed to obtain the realm-breaking method, that is, how to roam in the real world and absorb the starlight of the real world. As long as he knew the procedure, he could do it again. It was very simple and easy...

As for the dangers in the real world, it was not a problem.

However, there was no need to go so far, and there was no need to find an innate real person to torture the realm-breaking method. Now, he still had time.

The reason why he sat up and raised his head was very simple.

Here it comes again!

A thought was circling around him, wanting to enter his sea of ​​consciousness through the ancestral orifice at the center of his eyebrows. Because he could not enter for a while, it was like a butterfly circling outside his body.

Not only himself, but also the outer sect servants at the foot of the mountain and the inner sect disciples on the mountain peak all had similar thoughts.

Most of them had already entered the target's sea of ​​consciousness.

Neither the inner sect disciples nor the outer sect disciples knew anything about it and had no idea.

Nie Wushuang pointed at his forehead, and a black mist was formed. Then, the Yang Shen thought hovering outside his body entered the black mist like a moth to a flame.

Incarnation without form!

The innate magical power of the Black Emperor.

After entering the black mist, this Yang Shen thought would only sense what Nie Wushuang wanted him to sense, and there would never be any surprises.

Yes, even the Yang Shen Zhenjun would be in trouble in front of the innate magical power of the Black Emperor, and it would be impossible to break through the things covered by the black mist.

In other words, Nie Wushuang is safe.

But this is not enough, not enough!

Cheng Lijun would also be in danger. There was a demonic aura deep in her soul. Now, although it was blocked by Nie Wushuang with the modified nebula chain, if the Yang Shen thought entered her sea of ​​consciousness, there was a slight chance that it would find something wrong.

Although, there was also a high probability that it would not be noticed.

Nie Wushuang could not rely on probability and ignore everything.

The next moment, he flew up, like a wisp of wind, a ray of light, and disappeared in the yard in an instant, soaring up, and in an instant, he appeared on the top of Tianheng Peak.

Xu Huanyan had already left Tianheng Peak, and was waiting outside Xuanji Terrace like Mo Qicai and others. In other words, there was no Xiantian Zhenren on Tianheng Peak.

Even if there was a Xiantian Zhenren, Nie Wushuang could still hide it by using the Wuxiang Huan Incarnation.

Without Xiantian Zhenren, there was no need for such trouble. He appeared in the small house where Cheng Lijun was in retreat without much effort.

At this time, Cheng Lijun was meditating in retreat.

The Yang Shen thought of Mingde Zhenjun had not yet broken through her ancestral acupoint between the eyebrows, and it was hovering outside Cheng Lijun's body without being able to enter.

When Cheng Lijun was meditating, some of her thoughts escaped and formed something like a nebula outside her body. At this time, Mingde Zhenjun's Yang Shen thought was hovering between the nebulae that escaped from the thoughts, feeling the breath.

Nie Wushuang frowned.

It's a bit late!

Although this thought did not enter Cheng Lijun's sea of ​​consciousness, the thoughts that Cheng Lijun escaped did have some impact.

This Yang Shen thought rippled with a trace of emotion.

Greed!

Yes, Nie Wushuang sensed greed in this emotion!

Just like honey to a blind bear, Cheng Lijun's scattered divine thoughts were like this to this Yang Shen thought. At this time, it was too late to cut off this perception.

...

Interesting!

In Xuanjitai, Mingde Zhenjun restrained his emotions and said silently in his heart.

Unexpectedly!

In a place like Wenjianzong, such a fine jade can be found!