"It's not very clear. I just heard that it was violated by Taichu's sect rules." Pu Hanzhong shook his head and sighed: "I heard that he was the Taoist disciple of the head sect, with a gray qualification. In the end, the head sect personally suppressed the Jie Prison."

Qin Haoxuan took a breath. Before his group of people entered Taichu, in addition to the head sect, there was actually a gray seed! And this gray seed was suppressed? And it was attacked by the head sect himself!

Qin Haoxuan has always believed that Taichu's rules had loopholes, especially that he still had a lot of protection for the colored immortals, which made him somewhat dissatisfied. Of course... Qin Haoxuan also thought about it later... The reason for his dissatisfaction was only because he was not a colored immortal and did not enjoy the privileges.

It’s like this. When there are rules and someone can enjoy privileges, what is really angry is not that the rule does not enforce, but that he does not enjoy privileges.

Now, after hearing this news, Qin Haoxuan has a new understanding of the head sect, Gray Seed! Taichu's former son of hope in the future! He was actually suppressed because he violated the rules! Aren't he afraid that Taichu's future will lose Gray Seed?

This sect is not ordinary!

Pu Hanzhong glanced at Qin Haoxuan and said, "It's not interesting to inquire about these things. The only thing you have to do now is to work hard to improve your own cultivation and strive to release the leaves before the battle meeting, so that I can rest assured."

"Haha, it doesn't matter if you get out of the battle after the little battle meeting!" Looking at Pu Hanzhong's unsightly eyes, Qin Haoxuan suddenly felt a bump in his heart, but he still pretended to be relaxed and said: "Senior brother, isn't it good for me to be eager for quick success or instant benefits."

Pu Hanzhong coughed a few times without answering, frowned, and instructed Qin Haoxuan: "You must work hard to practice. Only by improving your realm can you increase your life span. Life span is the foundation of immortal cultivators."

After saying that, Pu Hanzhong left.

After Pu Hanzhong's figure disappeared from Qin Haoxuan's sight, Qin Haoxuan came back to his senses from confusion, tried hard to shake his head, trying to get rid of the sorrow in his mind, returned to the room, picked up a pack of Xingqi San and swallowed it, and then began to meditate.

A huge spiritual energy vortex the size of a washbasin appeared above Qin Haoxuan's head. The spiritual energy vortex absorbed spiritual energy very quickly, which made the nearby spiritual energy fluctuations a little abnormal. You can clearly feel that the spiritual energy from all directions rushed towards Qin Haoxuan's hut like you don't have money.

"Grandma's leg! Qin Haoxuan took Xingqi to dissipate again!"

"It's really a waste. Why doesn't he understand? Even if he eats Xingqi San every day, he can't catch up with the purple seed, hey!"

"Why are you sighing? Who told me that they have a good relationship with Xu Yu? It's hard to buy it if we want to use spirit stones. Even other senior brothers can only eat a pack at the critical moment when they are about to break through. How many pieces of food are like him? One pack of Xingqi San is a 200-two-two-two-thick third-grade spirit stone. How many spirit stones do he have to eat every day? Oh my God..."

"No matter how much you eat, you won't grow leaves, and it will be useless if you eat it!"

The new disciples living near Qin Haoxuan were all jealous and felt the nearby spiritual energy pouring into Qin Haoxuan's hut, as if these spiritual energy were all their homes, and they felt very distressed! I especially remembered that Qin Haoxuan ate two hundred taels of three-grade spirit stones every day, but he had not yet grown leaves, and they were even more heartbroken, wishing that he could eat the qi slack for Qin Haoxuan.

Their discussion did not reach Qin Haoxuan's ears. At this time, Qin Haoxuan was as calm as water, and had no distractions in his mind. He focused on absorbing spiritual energy and watering the immortal seedlings.

Three hours later, the effect of Xingqi Dispersing Medicine passed. Qin Haoxuan exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air. Looking at the few advanced residual pills on the table from Juexian Poison Valley, he said secretly: "Fortunately, my medicinal essence is enough, and my cultivation level has increased so quickly. But what is unpleasant is that I can feel my spiritual power becoming thicker every day, but I just can't get out of my life."

Feeling the powerful and abundant spiritual energy in his body, Qin Haoxuan walked down from the bed with full energy, picked up a broken pill on the table, and prepared to practice the Yuan-seizing technique.

During these days, his Yuan-searching technique has reached the third level and his spiritual consciousness has improved a lot compared to before, but he is still helpless with the few remaining pills on the table.

Attached his spiritual consciousness, the sky was still white. After working hard for a long time, he still couldn't resonate with it. Is his spiritual consciousness too weak, or did he not practice the Yuan technique? Qin Haoxuan had to withdraw his spiritual consciousness after trying for a long time, and then he thought about it.

"Can I practice the level 4 Yuan-search technique to extract the medicinal essence of these residual pills?" After Qin Haoxuan came to this conclusion, he took out several other residual pills. These residual pills are lower than those. Qin Haoxuan skillfully injected his spiritual sense, took out the medicinal essence, and then refined the Xingqi Powder; he must refine all the Xingqi Powder in the eight days of the Fighting Fighting Secret, and just devote himself to the practice in the next few days.

Except for Xuan Jizi, the leader of the Natural Hall, the only one who can practice Yuan skills to level three, is Qin Haoxuan, and the fourth level only exists in theory and no one has practiced it.

After refining the Qi and dissipating it, thinking that the battle meeting in a few days would be a duel of real swords and guns, Qin Haoxuan began to practice the hand knife technique taught to him by Pu Hanzhong.

Although the hand knife technique is a primary spiritual technique, it is the most powerful of the spiritual technique that Qin Haoxuan can learn.

"Senior Brother Pu said that I am a cultivator now, and my martial arts skills in the mortal world are no longer my opponent. How strong is this?" With such a question, Qin Haoxuan condensed his spiritual power, and a sharp blade condensed from his hand, waving it at will, and a sound of a hissing through the air was heard.

With a casual wave, a small piece of the wooden table was cut off and the bricks were neatly cut, which was very relaxed.

Is there anything more challenging? After all, these things can also be done in the mortal martial arts. Qin Haoxuan searched in the house with his eyes. Suddenly, he saw a piece of iron on the ground, full of lenses. He thought about it, how could he cut it?

Wow!

A piece of mortal iron on the ground was cut in half by Qin Haoxuan, and it was as easy as cutting tofu with a knife.

Qin Haoxuan picked up the mortal iron cut in half on the ground, and the cut surface was neatly arranged.

I picked up the iron and knocked it to the corner of the table. A small hole was knocked out of the corner of the wooden table, proving that this ordinary item is not a fake.

"Gu Yunzi also tested my body's strength. If I cut my body with a knife, would I be injured?" A crazy idea came into Qin Haoxuan's mind. After hesitating for a moment, he tried to tangent towards his left arm.

"Swish!" A rude hissing sound came. The knife technique that even mortal iron could easily cut did not leave a trace of scar on the left arm, and there was not even a trace of scratches.

Qin Haoxuan tried to other parts of his body with a hand knife technique and found that his body was indeed harder than iron, and the hand knife technique could not hurt him.

In the next few days, Qin Haoxuan practiced behind closed doors all day long, working hard to improve his realm, hoping to get out of leaves, but until the night before the battle meeting, Qin Haoxuan still didn't get out of leaves.

This night, after he finished practicing, he stood up and vomited a heavy turbid air. He practiced these days since he woke up in the morning and until the evening, and then went to Juxian Poison Valley to find treasures of heaven and earth, and practiced his spiritual consciousness by the way. However, except for the slightly increased spiritual consciousness, he did not see the shadow of treasures of heaven and earth.

"Tomorrow is a small battle meeting. I won't go to Juxian Poison Valley tonight. Have a good rest and prepare for the battle tomorrow!"

Qin Haoxuan thought about it and started to rest in bed. He was really tired after practicing hard these days.

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The ancient cloud hall is located in the mountains of Huangdi Peak.

At the highest point of Guyuntang, a spacious and exquisite yard is built, which has an elegant name - Dianjing Pavilion.

Dianjing Pavilion is the holy place in the hearts of every disciple of Guyun Temple, because it is the residence of the hall masters of all dynasties.

Gu Yunzi sat in the main hall, closing his eyes and pondering. On the table in front of him, there was a night pearl the size of a baby's fist. This night pearl emitted a quiet light, illuminating the huge main hall like daytime.

"Disciple Yan Dong meets the master!"

Under the leadership of the disciple, Yan Dong walked into the gatekeeper for the first time with excitement and uneasiness. Before he could look up at Gu Yunzi, he took his head and bowed to the ground.

"Get up." Gu Yunzi's voice was thick and deep. His eyes that seemed to be able to see through others' hearts were staring at Yan Dong. As he spoke, his fat face trembled: "Raise your head and let me see."

Yan Dong raised his head as he spoke, his eyes touched Gu Yunzi's, and he felt an inexplicable terror. Gu Yunzi's eyes were like a sharp sword energy, which instantly shot into his heart. However, without Gu Yunzi's permission, Yan Dong did not dare to lower his head, and could only suppress his trepidation and panic under his sharp eyes.

"I heard that Pu Hanzhong from the Natural Hall and Qin Haoxuan, the new disciple of this year, have all issued a letter of war to you."

"Yes, yes..." Yan Dong was trembling. In front of Gu Yunzi, he felt a chill on his back. Because he was afraid that Gu Yunzi would say that he was causing trouble, the cold sweat flowed out made his clothes sweat.

"How are you preparing?" Seeing Yan Dong's appearance, Gu Yunzi's voice eased and said with some concern: "Sit down."
Chapter completed!