"Yin Jiu..."

This name seemed to have a magical power, and all the pulse masters present were filled with emotion.

At first, he was just an old monk brought back by Taoist disciples. Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a late bloomer.

After Daozi died unexpectedly, when everyone thought that no one in Qingfeng could make the decision, this old monk who usually planted flowers and cultivated fields on Qingfeng suddenly stood up. With the strength of a person in the early stage of forming pills, he fought against two pill-forming people.

The monks were undefeated in the mid-term, which shocked the crowd of spectators.

Not only did he have powerful magic power, but his Taoism was also extremely profound. It is said that many monks present at the time were even ashamed to use wind Taoism for a period of time after witnessing his battle.

"If I remember correctly, Yin Jiu has completed the formation of his elixir now."

"Yes. Who would have thought that the 143-year-old old man who was still stuck in the late stage of foundation building would actually sing all the way in the core formation stage, and his cultivation level is no less than that of the geniuses of the same age."

"Hey. Even so, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Yin Jiu to become the leader." A pulse master shook his head and sighed.

"That Taoist disciple is so amazing. He has become a dead ringer." The Pulse Master next to him said with the same regret.

Thinking of the figure who disappeared into the mysterious realm of the vast sea, the five pulse masters all felt heavy and looked at the leader above them quietly.

Sun Hongyuan looked at the picture in the water mirror, his eyes flickering.

As the head of Taixuan Sect, he also shoulders the mission of leading the sect to prosperity. The twelve pulse masters all thought that he had not gotten out of the spiritual shadow of Daozi's death, so in these nearly thirty years, he continued to

Searching for Daozi's whereabouts.

In fact, no. Sun Hongyuan, who is also practicing Xiantian Yun Qi Jue, has a mysterious feeling for Lin Yuan. In the past few decades, this feeling has not been interrupted, but it is unusually weak, as if they are extremely far apart.

distance.

That's why he searched around the mysterious realm of the vast sea over and over again. Perhaps Lin Yuan had strayed into some ancient secret realm?

However, ten days ago, this feeling was completely interrupted. Somehow, Sun Hongyuan understood that his disciple had really died.

"Yin Jiu and Lin Yuan are both ancient cultivators, so this jade slip is not in vain."

Sun Hongyuan murmured to himself, looking at the jade slip of ancient cultivation prepared for Lin Yuan in his hand with complicated eyes. He originally planned to hand it to Lin Yuan after his trip to the vast sea, but he didn't expect that the jade slip was still there but disappeared.

boom!

Just when the minds of all the Yuan Lords were in turmoil, Taixuan Mountain, which had always stood firm and motionless, actually started to shake!

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"What happened?"

"Could it be that a foreign enemy invaded our Taixuan Sect?"

The Master of the Meridians turned to the leader, his expression confused and shocked.

Sun Hongyuan pressed his palm down and said calmly: "There is no sign of invasion by foreign enemies. It is the Taixuan Formation that is reviving on its own. Come on, let's go out and have a look."

In an area of ​​​​five thousand miles, countless continuous mountains are rising and falling simultaneously, and runes appear spontaneously, rising from every corner, shining brightly.

"What's happening here?"

"The mountains are actually surging!"

The monks looked at the scene in front of them with disbelief in their eyes and their hearts were filled with shock.

"Look at Mount Taixuan!"

"Are we ascending to immortality?"

"OMG……"

Countless monks uttered murmurs as if they were haunted by dreams, and their eyes were full of obsession.

Click click click.

The two characters "Tai" and "Xuan" engraved on Taixuan Mountain emit sparkling golden waves little by little, and the rocks are peeling off from the two towering Taixuan Mountains, revealing the mysterious golden material underneath.

Between the two Taixuan Mountains, a layer of faint glow diffused, slowly rotating, and faintly began to form a colorful passage. Spiritual energy that was a thousand times richer than the outside world erupted from the passage, blowing towards the mountains.

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Nine-colored runes are rising, and the wind of spiritual energy is whistling. At this moment, Taixuan Sect is like a fairyland.

Lin Yuan stood in front of the passage, wondering why his arrival caused such a big change.

Just when he was extremely confused, a bit of golden light seemed to teleport from the passage into the center of his eyebrows.

A picture naturally emerged in Lin Yuan's mind.
Chapter completed!