"The immortal rhyme... has actually refined the immortal rhyme and perfected the spirit. It is really a great fortune, great fortune."

"My masters, when you pass through the tribulation and become an immortal, the heaven and earth naturally leave this trace of legacy, but over the years... no one except Master Pei, seems to be able to refine the fairy rhyme!"

"This son has the posture of becoming an immortal."

...

Digital monks exchanged views with each other.

This time everyone was very consistent.

This is not the first time these people have come here

Even every time I go into seclusion and have no gains, I come here to comprehend the immortal charm left by the sect’s masters.

However, except that it can understand some runes and is helpful for practicing exercises and magic, there is no other gain.

It takes a certain amount of luck to be able to refine the fairy rhyme.

For example, that Pei can't.

"This guy has the logo of Shuiyun Peak. Could it be that Pei can't accept a newly-accepted disciple? This is strange. Pei can't accept that guy's temperament, how can he accept a disciple?"

"There is no one in Shuiyun Peak now, I'll ask the others."

An old man responded instantly.

In a cave in the Tibetan Sword Peak.

The light shines, and the spiritual power around it gathers, forming a human form.

The uncle of the Nascent Soul Stage who was practicing in the formation changed his expression and quickly opened the formation and walked out.

"Meet the Master."

The monk in the Nascent Soul stage bowed and bowed.

"Um."

The person who gathered spiritual power waved his hand. Then he waved his hand and a figure appeared in his hand:

"This person is a disciple of Shuiyun Peak, do you know him?"

The Nascent Soul Cultivator took a look and his expression changed instantly. He could only tell the matter one after another.

"The Ren family... is really getting less and less prosperous. All these things can be done. The family that we old guys have accumulated with great hardship will be ruined by them."

The Nascent Soul Cultivator lowered his head, shivering, and did not dare to respond.

This master has a bad temper.

Since he advanced to the tribulation, he has been practicing in seclusion.

After all, I have met him for nearly a thousand years, but I haven't appeared again except for when I advanced to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Buzz!

The spiritual energy dissipates and the human figures disappear quickly.

The Nascent Soul cultivator raised his head and let out a sigh of relief:

"If the master pays attention to this matter, it would be great. But... it's strange. How did Master know the message of this nephew?"

...

Linxian Peak.

The old man quickly passed the information out.

A few people looked at one of them in an instant.

This man is the ancestor of the Ren family and the only cultivator in the tribulation stage.

"Don't look at me, I don't know about this, and the Ren family has indeed gone too far over the years. I will not object to what you should do."

The ancestor of the Ren family spoke.

The Ren family seems to be powerful, but in fact it is very embarrassing.

Although there are many in the Nascent Soul Stage, they are all accumulated by relying on sect resources.

In the three Nascent Soul Stage, no one can advance to the tribulation.

Only by overcoming the tribulation is the real reliance of the Immortal Sect.

"Since this boy is related to my Zangjian Peak, I will take care of this matter, which can be regarded as leaving a little more inheritance for my sect." The old man before spoke.

The others nodded as well.

When you reach the tribulation stage, you actually pay less attention to.

The heavenly tribulation will come at any time, and everyone can only survive.

Only when the spells and magic weapons sacrifices reached a certain limit will they dare to try one or two, and the monks who tried one or two would most likely die.

This has been the case for hundreds of thousands of years.

Not only the Seven Star Sea, but also other places.

It's too difficult to become an immortal.

...

The power emitted by the stone slowly dissipated, and Wang Yuan also came to his senses.

But this time, Wang Yuan felt even more different.

The soul has been strengthened a little, and the physical body has undergone indescribable changes. The strength and physical strength are only one aspect. Only when the Tiangang Qi is refined can you feel it.

The body seems to have some affinity for the Tiangang Qi.

The magic power in the Dantian Qi Sea also changed.

The spirit and spirit transform, and feed back the lotus.

"Okay, okay, as I have become more profound, I seem to be more awake, and I have at least one or two more minutes to grasp the condensed golden elixir."

Wang Yuan was very happy.

After taking a few steps back, Wang Yuan used his skills.

The surrounding Tiangang energy rolled in.

This time, the speed of refining the Tiangang Qi was much faster.

It was reached its limit in just over an hour.

"Before I reached the fifth level, I don't need to come here for the time being. I have saved decades of hard work." Wang Yuan turned around and prepared to continue to comprehend the martial arts.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in front of him.

The old man's hair was scattered, his eyes widened, and there was a rune shining on his eyebrows and eyes, which shone with red light, while there was no breath above his body.

After seeing this, Wang Yuan was shocked and bowed immediately:

"Meet the senior."

The old man nodded and looked at Wang Yuan with his eyes.

For a moment, Wang Yuan felt as if he was being looked down upon from the inside out.

"You are very good, you are a gentle grade. With such a foundation, you are no less than me back then." The old man praised. Wang Yuan's heart moved and replied:

"Senior, praise it."

The old man didn't say much, and the spiritual power in front of him gathered to form a jade talisman that fell in front of Wang Yuan.

"I already know about you. If someone in the sect makes things difficult for you, you can take out the jade talisman, which will naturally protect you from worry." After the old man said that, his body disappeared instantly.

Wang Yuan stood there, holding the jade talisman, showing a contemplative look.

"This jade talisman... seems to be able to inspire it only once, which means that if you offend the Ren family this time, you can use this jade talisman to survive?"

Wang Yuan showed curiosity on his face.

It can appear here, even Wang Yuan cannot sense anything.

This old man must be extremely powerful.

"This is a good thing... I was thinking about how to do it, but now it's fine."

Wang Yuan felt relieved.

Let the small iron out of the spirit beast bag.

Xiao Tie flapped his wings and began to refine the energy of Tiangang.

Another half month passed in a flash.

The teleportation jade talisman on Wang Yuan's body shines with light.

call!

With the power above the jade talisman, Wang Yuan came to the bottom of Linxian Peak.
To be continued...