The Holy Master ate for another day and night, but finally he couldn't eat anymore.

Although Yuan Chen's body has evolved, he is still a human body. After eating so much spirit beast food, he is still full.

"I thought I could restore my blood energy just by eating the meat of spiritual beasts, but I didn't expect that my body has already reached saturation before my blood energy is restored."

"Looks like we still need to go to the Holy Spirit Sect headquarters."

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"Have you heard? The Holy Spirit Sect will recruit disciples in advance this year. I heard that the recruitment requirements have dropped several levels."

"Really, the level has been lowered? How low is the registration qualification now?"

"I heard that all it takes is a monk with innate spiritual power. I have innate spiritual power, so I can try my luck."

"It's so difficult! I don't have innate spiritual power, so I'd better try my luck at tracing the origin."

"You all talk about traceability, where is this traceability?"

"I'll go and trace the origin. You don't even know what it is. It's a newly rising force in the Immortal Burial Treasure Land."

"The Immortal Burial Treasure Land? Why does it sound so ominous to me? I feel like this power may be finished at any time. Will the Holy Spirit Sect allow such a power to survive?"

"How can the Holy Spirit Sect tolerate it, but so what? Previously, the Holy Spirit Sect sent out a core team. I heard that the core team lost contact after entering the Immortal Burial Treasure Land. For this reason, the Holy Spirit Sect also sent a powerful tracking force.

Lock, it is said that there is indeed a clue. They stole a parchment map and followed the map to find the place of origin. However, they also lost contact later."

"At this point, the Holy Spirit Sect no longer dares to act rashly."

The Holy Lord left the inn and began to follow a familiar road to a familiar place.

Originally, the Holy Master thought that this was destined to be a lonely journey, but unexpectedly, there was actually a group of people following him.

"Are you also going to the Holy Spirit Gate?" The Holy Master had a look of surprise on his face.

"Hmph, low-level creatures still dare to talk to me. I really don't know how to live or die." Behind Yuan Chen was a handsome white horse with a single horn on its head.

But the words were not spoken by the handsome white horse, but by the boy on the white horse.

The young man has three eyes, and the third eye reflects the starry sky and the universe. The young man's skin is fair, as if it were polished by a jade carving. It is so carefully crafted that no flaws can be found on his body.

The Holy Master's eyes were dark, and he didn't even bother to look back. He just said lightly: "I didn't ask you, a little monster beast has no qualifications to talk to me."

The boy did have the capital to say that, because he was the divine son of the Sky-Eyed Qilin Tribe.

Note: The bloodline of the Qilin clan is extremely powerful and can compete with the dragon clan. The three-eyed Qilin clan not only has various abilities of the Qilin clan, but also has a more special ability than the ordinary Qilin clan, that is, they can use stars.

Eyes, under the Star Eyes, any movement will become slow motion. What is even more frightening is that people with Star Eyes are people with great luck.

But so what, the Holy Lord has seen more than hundreds of millions of geniuses, but how many of them can survive in the end?

"You little ant dares to scream with the mythical beast. Do you want to die or deserve to die?"

The young man spoke indifferently. Originally, he would never see the person in front of him again, but who would have expected that the Pegasus has been following this young man, not daring to overtake him.

Once he wanted to overtake the opponent, the Unicorn would stop, which made him very angry.

"Jing Yulin, what can you say to a guy like this? Leave quickly. I'm tired of waiting behind you."

There is only one way to the Holy Spirit Gate, and it is very narrow and forbidden.

"That's right, hurry up. We're all crazy waiting behind you. I thought it would go faster if I followed you, but I didn't expect it to be so slow."

At this time, there were many voices of dissatisfaction, and Jing Yulin's face turned blue and white. He gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "Get out of the way quickly, otherwise, I won't be polite."

At this moment, the Holy Lord suddenly turned a corner and began to go in another direction.

It's really a dense jungle here, and it's easy to lose your bearings.

Jing Yulin was slightly startled. He did not expect that the cloaked young man in front of him would be so obedient. He was about to drive his horse towards the road ahead. At this moment, he was surprised to find that the horse did not listen to him and started to move towards

Gone away from the source of dust.

"Jing Yulin, why are you following that thing? No matter what, we don't want to waste time with you. The Holy Spirit Gate has finally been opened. We have to take a step first."

The sound of horse hooves and tiger roars could not be heard, and dozens of people began to walk away in a straight line.

"Xiaobai, are you stupid? Why are you following such a person!"

The Holy Lord walked carelessly, stepping on all the flowers and plants on the roadside. Anyway, this was once his place, and he just took advantage of this time to harvest it.

"You should be grateful to this horse. He saved your life. There is only one way to survive in the Holy Spirit Gate Formation. Although the others are not all dead ends, they are not easy either. And you are on the road to life now, so this way

, you can say there is no crisis at all.”

"How do you know this?" Jing Yulin suddenly felt something was wrong. Originally, the Qi and blood of dozens of people could cover up Yuan Chen's Qi and blood, but now that there is only Jing Yulin, Yuan Chen's Qi and blood are revealed.

came out.

"Who are you exactly?"

Jing Yulin was horrified. How could this be possible? Someone's bloodline could surpass his. Even the bloodline of a true dragon couldn't surpass the bloodline of his clan.

Could it be that the bloodline of the person in front of me is stronger than the bloodline of the real dragon? But how is this possible?

"Who am I?" The Holy Master smiled, put a nearby fragrant flower into his ring, then looked back at Jing Yulin, and said lightly: "This entire Holy Spirit Sect realm is my heir.

garden."

As soon as the Holy Lord's words came out, Jing Yulin suddenly felt that the person in front of him was crazy and could even say such treasonous words.

"However, the end of this road is not the place of trial at all. Why do you want to follow me?"

"How can I follow you? This road is not yours. Also, if your big words are heard by the Holy Spirit Sect, your qualifications for the assessment may be cancelled."

"Qualification?" Yuan Chen smiled and said, "I'm not here to take the assessment at all, I'm just here to take a bath."

Jing Yulin suddenly seemed to have heard some big joke and burst into laughter. He laughed so hard that he almost broke his waist.

But the joke wasn't funny, and he didn't want to laugh.

Why does he laugh so hard that he sheds tears? What's going on?

"What did you do to me?" Apart from his white horse, there is only this self-righteous guy in front of him. Who else could he be?

"Have you noticed the pollen around you?" the Holy Master said casually, "I just inhaled the antidote."

"This road is indeed the safest, because I know all the restrictions here."

Jing Yulin gradually couldn't straighten up. He was really laughing so hard that he almost couldn't stop laughing.

"Save me, hahaha~" Jing Yulin couldn't stop laughing, "I'm in pain now, hahaha~"

The Holy Lord ignored the other party, he just said lightly: "Don't trust anyone, don't rely on anyone, you can persevere."

In fact, Yuan Chen discovered the other party's problem from the very beginning. Although the other party had a third eye, the third eye was dim and colorless. Although there was a starry sky, the starry sky was also dim and colorless.

"Finally clean."

The Holy Lord went deeper into the road, where he could see more herbs.

Some of these herbs were grown by him, and some have always existed.

"My medicine field needs to be moved." The Holy Master thought about it carefully and made up his mind. Anyway, he was already discouraged here and didn't want to come back.

After picking all the herbs around him, the Holy Lord stepped into a large formation, where he began to unlock in different ways.

The steps to unlock were cumbersome. He first danced a domineering dance, then danced with a sword, followed by a series of questions, and then...

A total of nine hundred and ninety-nine shackles were all released by the Holy Lord.

A white mist rolled in front of my eyes, and the Holy Lord walked in.

"The Holy Lord is here, the Holy Lord is here." The voice of an old man appeared, and the Holy Lord was slightly startled. After seeing the carrot, he smiled: "Little carrot, I didn't expect to see you for ten thousand years.

You have grown so big."

"Holy Lord, you are finally here. Without you, I live like a carrot. I no longer have the joy and excitement of fighting."

"Fight?" The corner of Holy Lord's mouth twitched. He would not tell others about the dark history of throwing carrots as hidden weapons.

"Eh? Holy Lord, why have you changed?" Bailuobo did not doubt the Holy Lord, because only the Holy Lord could come in, not to mention that their perception was not wrong.

"I died once, and this is what happened after reincarnation."

The Holy Lord really didn't want to worry this simple white carrot, so he had no choice but to say this.

"How is your management here?" The Holy Master wanted to move the medicine field, but he still had to get Bailuobo's consent, otherwise he still didn't have the authority. At first, he gave all the permissions to Bailuobo.

This can be regarded as a kind of free rein.

"Lord, you don't know that over the past ten thousand years, our spiritual energy has increased a lot, and our cultivation has also become faster. It's a pity that we have never been able to transform."

Vegetables came over one after another. Tomatoes with long roots came close to the Lord and acted coquettishly, insisting that the Lord take a bite of them.

There is also the purple eggplant, which is kneeling down to beg the Holy Lord not to turn it into a vegetable, with a sincere expression.

The Holy Master's mouth twitched. He understood that this was because he thought his cooking was unpalatable and he was afraid that it would be a waste if it turned into food.

…

"You mean there is more spiritual energy here?" The Holy Master did not answer the other vegetables, but looked at the white radish and asked with a frown.

"Yes, one day thousands of years ago."

The Holy Lord's expression suddenly changed. Could it be that part of his body turned into fertilizer?
Chapter completed!