As Lu Yu entered the seventh level of spiritual gathering, the spiritual fetus had begun to take shape in his dantian.

If you can enter the spiritual martial arts realm and combine the martial soul and the spiritual fetus, Lu Yu can perform the art of controlling the spirit.

This is a means that only masters in the spiritual martial arts realm can use. The physicalization of martial souls is just an application of the art of controlling spirits.

The Three Mysterious Spiritual Art Technique that Lu Yu obtained in Qingshan Sect is an excellent mysterious level skill. Combined with current resources, it is enough to support him to improve his realm to a very high level.

Early in the morning, Lu Yu pushed the door out and saw a row of disciples standing in the hall, with a total of eight people, five men and three women, who were being scolded.

Lu Yu, from now on, you will be the head of the Dream Academy, and all these people will be left to you to manage.

Lu Yu was stunned. He just came yesterday and was promoted to the head today. This accident came too quickly, right?

The eight disciples all looked at Lu Yu, all of which were surprised, unexpected, dissatisfied, ridiculed, and came to their faces.

These eight disciples, regardless of age or cultivation, are above Lu Yu. The weakest is the second level of Lingwu, and the strongest is the fifth level of Lingwu.

Lu Yu, a disciple at the seventh level of the spirit gathering, will control them. This is too nonsense.

In front of Xuan Meng, no one dared to say more, but the eight disciples did not take Lu Yu at all.

Of course Lu Yu knew about this, but he did not dare to go against Xuan Meng's arrangements.

This is the token of Rumengyuan. Who dares to disobey? Hum, hum!

Xuan Meng glanced coldly and everyone shivered.

Lu Yu took the token and tied it around his waist. After Xuanmeng left, he called the eight people to come and asked about their names, ages, cultivation and other specific conditions.

It was almost noon, and Xuan Meng appeared in front of Lu Yu in purple clothes, noble and cold.

Leaving.

Lu Yu quickly stood up and praised: The dress of the lord is enough to suppress everyone's style.

The head of the courtyard is the name everyone calls Xuanmeng on weekdays.

Stop flattering and give me some energy. If I lose my face today, I will see that I will not let you down.

Lu Yu asked in a low voice: Where to go at noon?

Xuanmeng said: Ziyin Peak, Sanyin Palace.

Lu Yu said in surprise: Ziyin Peak, Soul Sect?

Xuan Meng nodded, looked up at the sky, and the great roc broke through the clouds.

This is Xuanmeng's transportation tool and a symbol of her identity. As long as the huge Tianxuan Sect sees this big roc, you will know that Xuanmeng is coming.

The eight divisions of Tianxuan are the momentum of seven stars urging the moon.

The main peak of Tianxuan is in the middle, and the seven sects of Tianxuan are distributed around.

Among them, Dan Sect, Qi Sect, Soul Sect, and Fu Sect are adjacent in sequence.

Next is Fazong, Zhanzong, and Xuanzong. From a geographical point of view, Xuanzong is adjacent to Zhanzong and Danzong, and is far away from the Soul Sect.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Lu Yu followed Xuanmeng to the Ziyin Peak of the Soul Sect. The Three Yin Temples are one of the six halls in the Soul Sect, and their status is similar to that of the Chonghua Hall of the Xuanmeng Sect.

Within the seven sects of Tianxuan, the Soul Sect has a close relationship with other sects, because this is the main place to cultivate Soul Heavenly Masters and is the most common method in assisting cultivation.

Xuanmeng, you are here, everyone has been waiting for you for a long time.

A woman in white came elegantly, her steps were light, her body shining with a sparkling spirit. On her delicate and beautiful face, her snowy eyes were filled with autumn waves like water, elegant and intellectual, giving people a sense of intimacy.

She is like a snowflake, and her name is Bai Xue.

Xuan Meng showed a rare smile on her face.

I deliberately came late and asked them to wait slowly, and I deserved it.

Bai Xue smiled and said: You are still cautious. Every time the people around you get angry, you will take the account on them.

Xuan Meng curled her lips and said: Spicy? I am so strong.

Bai Xue glanced at Lu Yu, not caring much, as if she didn't care about a disciple at the seventh level of the spirit gathering.

Lu Yu was a little helpless. He had just come to Tianxuan Sect and had no sense of existence. That was expected. Who made him have a low level?

You are just so strong. Let’s go, all the talented people from all sects have arrived.

Holding Xuan Meng's hand, Bai Xue floated away, and Lu Yu hurriedly followed behind.

Sanyin Temple is located on the mountainside of Ziyin Peak, deep in the dense forest.

This place is quite particular.

Lu Yu paid attention to the surrounding terrain, where the yin energy was extremely strong, suitable for nourishing souls.

The Sanyin Temple chose to be built here, probably because it was a big deal.

Xuan Meng arrived in Chonghua Palace.

A loud voice attracted the attention of all the masters in the Sanyin Palace.

Bai Xue and Xuan Meng came side by side, and Lu Yu who was following behind had no sense of existence at all.

Xuanmeng, you are here, let’s wait.

A tall and mighty man in his early thirties greeted him actively, with unconcealed love in his bright eyes.

This person comes from Zhanzong, his surname is Yang and his name is Wu, and his nickname is Yindian Fengshou. He is a famous combat madman in Tianxuan Sect.

Can't wait, you can leave.

Xuan Meng glared coldly and kept people from thousands of miles away.

Yang Wu smiled and knew Xuan Meng's temper for a long time, so he was not angry.

When did he change to another young follower? His realm is so ugly today.

Yang Wu glanced at Lu Yu without hiding his contempt in his heart.

Xuan Meng said coldly: It depends on whether the people around you have the ability.

Bai Xue advised: Okay, don’t just quarrel when you meet. Xuan Meng is rare to come here. You want to make her angry.

Yang Wu smiled and said no more.

Since everyone is here, let’s start the meal first and we will have a chat while eating.

When the master of Sanyin Palace spoke, a disciple immediately gave him delicious food.

This time, the gathering of the Three Yin Palaces and the seven sects of Tianxuan participated.

Xuanzong, Chonghua Palace, Xuanmeng.

Zhan Zong, Blood Martial Palace, Yang Wu.

Fazong, Xuanfa Palace, Chen Yao.

Fu Zong, Sword Fu Palace, Yin Han.

Qi Zong, the Hall of Hundred Soldiers, Cheng Hong.

Danzong, Longyuan Palace, Ancient Children.

Each of them has a follower around them, and their strengths are different.

Bai Xue comes from the Soul Sect. This gathering was initiated by the Master of the Sanyin Palace. It belongs to a private meeting between the same sects and exchanges between the various sects.

Xuan Meng sat at the second table on the left, Lu Yu stood silently behind her, and Yu Guang was paying attention to the situation in the hall.

Fazong and Chen Yao are so handsome that they are wearing a sky blue long skirt, which draws moving curves, delicate facial features, firm lines, and a kind of wild beauty.

In this Sanyin Temple, Xuanmeng, Bai Xue, and Chen Yao are all spring flowers and autumn moons, each with their own characteristics, attracting the attention of most people.

Fu Zong, Yin Han, is in his forties, has a white face and is taciturn, and has a scar on his left face.

Qi Zong, Cheng Hong, has a gray hair, and is an old antique.

Danzong, ancient boy, with crane hair and a young face, short.

Lu Yu is not familiar with these people, but being able to be on par with Xuan Meng shows that they are not ordinary people.

This time, please come and communicate. First, I would like to thank Xuan Meng, who saved two masters of my Soul Sect yesterday. Second, I would like to visit the latest successful battle of hundreds of beasts and the beautiful mountains and rivers of our Soul Sect.
Chapter completed!