The next morning.

At the highest peak, purple air filled with it.

Bai Lusheng got up early,

Sitting cross-legged on a rock at the top of the highest peak, closing your eyes to enter into meditation.

diligent,

It was a habit he developed over the past eighteen years.

Even though his status is different now, he still maintains good habits.

At the foot of the mountain,

Countless disciples who come and go, whether they are from previous generations or newcomers, cannot help but stop and watch.

"The style of the son of destiny is indeed extraordinary."

"When practicing, auspicious purple aura covers the mountains, I heard that even the sect leader cannot do it."

"If this continues, I am afraid that another powerful person who can survive the tribulation will be born soon."

“…”

Chen hour,

Bai Lusheng finished his morning practice and closed his eyes and looked inside.

"Yes, the aura is more abundant than yesterday."

He was very satisfied that the cultivation effect of [Purple Qi Donglai Jing] was significant and it would be greatly improved every day.

"Actually, it's quite easy to practice. It's completely different from the difficulties and hardships that Master Hong Tianxiang said."

Bai Lusheng's mouth was curled up,

He wouldn't mention this in front of others, otherwise he would definitely be rolled to death by rolling his eyes.

He raised his hand to call the Qiankun Wuliang Pot, Bai Lusheng sat cross-legged and flew towards the Shentong Pavilion.

After hearing what his master Bai Changshou said yesterday, he went to Liuyun Hall to ask Li Xuantong that there were really sects who competed in this matter, called "Baishan".

Although Li Xuantong said that in order to hide the secret of his divine spiritual roots, the sect would not let him come forward to fight when he worshiped the mountain, Bai Lusheng still felt that it would be better to practice magical powers earlier.

In case of any accident, you will at least have the ability to defend yourself.

However, there are limitations to the cultivation of supernatural powers. For example, the magical powers cultivated by Li Xuantong must be at least in the realm of creation to practice.

The supernatural powers he practiced before the Creation Realm were all spiritual and earth-class, and they were not worthy of Bai Lusheng's identity, so he asked him to go to the Shentu Pavilion to find supernatural powers by himself.

...

The Shentong Pavilion is located on Zixiao Peak, which is adjacent to the highest peak.

Zixiao Peak,

The majestic and grand magic power pavilion lies here.

Many new disciples climbed up from the foot of the mountain, and they couldn't help but panting when they arrived at the top of the mountain.

Bai Lusheng flew to the top of the mountain and came to the Shentong Pavilion.

Other disciples cast envious eyes.

Taking the earth-grade magic weapon as a means of transportation, Bai Lusheng is the only one in the Liuyun Sect.

Bai Lusheng ignored the envious gazes around him.

He jumped off the gourd on his own, put it away casually, put it on his waist, and then looked up at the Shentong Pavilion.

The Shentong Pavilion is extremely large.

It is more than thirty feet wide and seven stories high.

It's like a fat pagoda.

"This is the Shentong Pavilion? It's like a turtle."

Bai Lusheng curled his lips, the shape of the Shentong Pavilion is really not satisfactory.

There was a small table at the door of Shentong Pavilion, and behind it was a lazy old man. I think it was the old man who guarded the pavilion.

Before entering the pavilion, disciples must display their waist cards first, and the old man who guards the pavilion decides which level they can climb.

"Wait card?"

"Master didn't give me a waist card."

Bai Lusheng touched his waist, and there was indeed no waist card.

Just then,

A cold and beautiful figure floated past him.

Lin Miaoqing fell in front of the old man guarding the pavilion.

She took off the lilac waist card from her waist with a cold face.

The old man guarding the pavilion raised his eyes and looked at the waist sign, then said lazily: "Yun Yangfeng personally passed on the disciple, the authority is sixth floor, go in."

Lin Miaoqing then took back his waist sign and walked into the cabinet.

"It's good to pass on the disciples in person. Once you enter the sect, you are qualified to climb the sixth floor. It's the floor where the heavenly magical powers are stored."

The disciples around him felt envious.

Bai Lusheng walked forward with an awkward expression on his face.

"Uncle Master, I am Bai Lusheng, the highest peak disciple. It seems that my waist card has not been issued yet."

"Um?"

The old man guarding the pavilion raised his eyes,

After seeing Bai Lusheng, his lazy expression instantly turned into a sunny smile.

Face change is very fast.

"Haha, it's okay. You are the proud son of my sect, who doesn't know? You don't need a waist card to confirm your identity."

"Go in, you can go to every floor of the Shentong Pavilion. However, there is no treasure on the seventh floor yet, just stop at the sixth floor."

The old man guarding the pavilion stroked his beard and said with a smile.

Such enthusiasm is almost like Bai Lusheng as a tour guide in person.

"Uncle Xie."

Bai Lusheng bowed and thanked her and entered the Shentong Pavilion.

The first few floors are obviously not suitable for you, so Bai Lusheng went upstairs directly.

Every time you go up, the number of magical powers will decrease sharply, and the number of disciples will decrease gradually.

Bai Lusheng passed the fifth floor and did not see Ouyang Mu and Huangfu Junyi. He probably was still in custody now.

Then he went up to the sixth floor.

Lin Miaoqing and Gan Wuliang are both on this level.

The old man who guarded the cabinet said that there was no treasure on the seventh floor, so he stopped on the sixth floor.

The sixth floor and the first five floors are a world of difference.

The first five floors are the floors of ordinary magical powers to earth-class magical powers, and there are many magical powers hidden.

Although the land is rare,

But Liuyun Sect has accumulated over the years and has always had many treasures.

The sixth floor is different,

Looking around, there is no bookshelves.

Only in front of the east wall, there are seven huge stone sculptures of different shapes.

Gan Wuliang was sitting cross-legged in front of one of the stone sculptures.

Lin Miaoqing did not come a few seconds earlier than Bai Lusheng. At this time, she stood in front of the seven stone sculptures, and her cold eyes scanned the seven stone sculptures.

In addition to the two of them, there is one more person.

When the man saw Bai Lusheng, he immediately smiled and walked up.

"You are Junior Brother Lu Sheng, are you? You are indeed a talented person."

This man is handsome, slender, and dressed in a blue shirt. He is elegant and easy-going. His side face looks like he is in his early twenties, but the youth of a practitioner is often very different from the age of an ordinary world.

Don’t look at the other person who looks in his twenties, he may actually be in his seventies or eighties.

"Luoshenfeng's personal disciple, Yang Yuan."

Yang Yuan came to Bai Lusheng and punched him. This was the highest etiquette of the senior brother to his junior brother.
To be continued...