Heaven level!

Li Yuan's heart was shaken, and he felt a little strange.

Zhaixinglou and the imperial court are at odds with each other and have been trying to assassinate the king for thousands of years. However, this person's spiritual appearance is very much like the legendary Great Fortune Taizu Pang Wenlong.

According to ancient books, Pang Wenlong cultivated the Golden Sun Form and used all his strength to strike, as if nine suns were flying across the sky. With this, he surpassed the unrivaled in the world and was known as the "Supreme" Grand Master.

'...This guy is a bit boring.'

Holding his hands behind his back, Qin Yun suddenly felt bored before Li Yuan's shocked gaze. Thinking that time was almost up, he ended the topic at the right time:

"The monks from the Xinyi Sect are preparing to return to the sect. You pack up and go down the mountain with them. I will contact you when we arrive at Leiyin State..."

"Leiyin Dazhou?"

Li Yuan still had many questions, but he was kicked out of the divine realm before he had time to ask.

Buzz~

The light and shadow dispersed, and the bronze tower gradually emerged.

At the top of the tower, Qin Shixian frowned:

"Aren't you going back to the building yet?"

"Long Yingchan has done great things, and there may be some twists and turns. Since I agreed to his request, I naturally want to stay and take care of him."

Qin Yun landed on the top of the tower, looked at the much solid bronze tower, and nodded slightly:

"It makes sense not to break or to establish. After this hard work, your divine realm has been refined a lot... Unfortunately, if you can resist like Long Xixiang for decades, you may be able to achieve 'Heaven Level'."

"Decades..."

Qin Shixian really couldn't accept these words. If she was going to have a knife stuck in her heart and carry it for decades, it would be better to just kill her.

She decisively changed the subject:

"Do you think that the great monk Long Xixiang's spiritual appearance is expected to reach the heavenly level?"

She naturally also knows about the level of spiritual appearance.

"If he had pulled out the knife himself, it would be almost the same. Now, it is naturally a lot different."

Qin Yun shook his head with some regret:

"Wan Zhuliu uses others to sharpen his sword, and he also sharpens his sword. He is not the only one. If Taoist Taoist Canker, the scabby monk, can pull out the sword in his heart, he may not be able to go further."

"Then it must be pulled out!"

Qin Shixian was not moved by him at all. In the past two years, she had fought with the sword intention countless times, and her divine realm was almost destroyed.

Although he was unwilling to do so, he knew very well that without a great chance, he would not be able to remove Wan Zhuliu's sword intention on his own.

She is like this, and Taoist Tiancan is no exception.

"It all depends on man."

Qin Yun didn't say any more, but ordered:

"You follow this kid down the mountain and lead him back to the mountain. I want to stay for a while. I have to fulfill my promise."

Qin Shixian nodded. In the past six months, her injuries had improved greatly. If the old man hadn't suppressed her, she would have been able to fight back.

…

"Mortal, spirit, heaven..."

In the room, Li Yuan was digesting what he had just heard.

In the library of Longhu Temple, there are also many sayings about divine realms and spiritual aspects, but as Qin Yun said, there have been too few Taoist masters for thousands of years, and these things are not systematic at all.

There are so many masters in one generation, how to distinguish the superior from the inferior?

"Maybe there are similar records in the ruined sects such as Xuanjing Sect and Yangsheng Sect?"
Chapter completed!