Chapter Five Hundred and Eighty-Fifth Accepting Disciples?
The old man from the Ancient Desolate Sect suddenly changed his color and screamed again.
That wisp of energy and blood that flew out of his body saw the blood altar cast by the "Giant Beast Jingai" in Yu Yuan's small world of Xuanmen.
His energy and blood were like an eye, staring at the altar as bright as blood jade, flickering.
call!
Located in the center of the small world of qi and blood, the blood altar floating in the air suddenly moved towards its eye of qi and blood.
The bald old man was in the cave, his face darkened, and he snorted: "It is indeed that damn ghost!"
call out!
A ray of energy and blood belonging to him escaped in an instant! Before Yu Yuan could react, he used lightning speed to escape the energy and blood into the place where Yu Yuan's spiritual power gathered - Huang Ting.
Small world.
"Huangting's small world, the pure condensation of spiritual power, the vastness of the sea of qi!" He exclaimed again, and then looked at Yu Yuan with eyes like looking at a demon, and shouted: "The Huangting acupoint is also
It has been tempered seven or eight times!”
Huang Ting's small world has gone through several rounds of tempering, and it is extremely difficult for outsiders to see it.
Even if the realm is several levels higher, you can't tell the depth just by looking at it with your eyes.
It must be through soul thoughts, or like him, using unique energy and blood perception, to be able to judge that a Huangting small world has probably gone through several rounds of refinement.
"Seven or eight times!"
Chen Qingyan of the Sword Sect, when he heard what he said, his beautiful face was also filled with shock.
Chen Qingyan also went to inquire about Yu Yuan's movements in Jianzong, and he did so deliberately.
The information she got was only where Yu Yuan had been, what he had done, what he had achieved, and what state he was in.
It was really difficult for her to know how many times Yu Yuan Huangting acupoint had been washed and refined.
She was shocked to hear that Yu Yuan had tempered his spiritual power seven or eight times in Huang Ting Realm, which instantly made her a little uneasy.
She is a peerless talent selected by Jian Zong and the pride of the Chen family of the Qingluan Empire, but that's all she is!
"The Qi and Blood Little World has such a strange phenomenon, and the Huangting Little World has been tempered seven or eight times..."
The old man with the big bald head pondered for a moment and suddenly said: "Old man, Zhongli Dapan of the ancient desolate sect is cultivating the 'True Secret of the Ancient Desolate Sky Realm'! Boy, besides the master of the scabbard, do you have other people?"
Master and sect?"
Yu Yuan, who looked like he was falling apart, said feebly: "Not yet."
Zhongli Dapan's eyes lit up and he laughed, "I want to accept you as my disciple!"
Chen Qingyan was in the corner of the cave. When he heard Shen Feiqing's mentor announcing his name, he changed the topic and asked to accept Yu Yuan as his apprentice. He was stunned for a moment, "Accepting a disciple?"
Yu Yuan was stunned.
"The master of the scabbard has long since been destroyed physically and spiritually. Even if you were to inherit his swordsmanship, without anyone to teach you, you may not be able to reach his height." Zhongli Dapan laughed strangely and said: "I
Different
Like this! As long as you are willing to practice with me, when you get out of the Sword Prison, I will definitely go to the Ancient Desolate Sect and take back everything that should belong to me!"
"I will be the current sect leader of the Ancient Desolate Sect! And you, I only need a hundred years for you to replace me and become the new sect leader of the Ancient Desolate Sect!"
When Zhongli Dapan said this, he became excited at first, "Your cultivation talent is the most suitable for our Ancient Desolate Sect! The Evil Demon Sect has given you a very good foundation. If I come back and refine it, you will definitely be able to refine it within a hundred years."
As a Yangshen, it is even possible to advance to the state of freedom!"
Looking at the inexplicably excited Zhongli Dapan, Yu Yuan was surprised, "What about Shen Feiqing?"
"Fei Qing, I have to make way for you." Zhongli Dapan looked like he should, "Her cultivation talent is also good, but she is still much inferior to you. As for her, at most she is as good at cultivation as me. To the state of freedom. The state of freedom is the limit that she and I can reach."
After a pause, Zhongli Dapan said with a deafening voice: "And you, there is hope that you can cultivate the 'True Secret of the Ancient Wasteland Sky Realm' to the extreme, and you can condense the soul!"
After saying these words, Chen Qingyan was shocked. "Cultivation of the Ancient Desolate Sect, focusing on the spiritual techniques of physical strength, breaking through the soul!" She found it unimaginable.
She had heard her master say that it was very difficult for sects like the Ancient Desolate Sect, which had spiritual secret techniques and focused on physical exertion, to condense the soul.
The Ancient Wild Sect is said to be a sect that is older than the Sword Sect, Yuanyang Sect, and Xuantian Sect.
The history of the Ancient Desolation Sect can be traced back to the oldest practitioners who mastered the practice of absorbing spiritual power.
After the oldest group of practitioners figured out the practice method of engulfing spiritual power and incorporated it into Dantian, they slowly evolved and formed the current practice system.
Ever since the birth of the first soul, which showed its divine power and the power of immortality, human cultivators believed that focusing on cultivating the three souls of heaven, earth, and humans was the way to go.
It is considered that Yunling Realm and Poxuan Realm only need to be slightly crafted to be able to carry the Yin God and Yang God behind them.
Orthodox practitioners will not waste too much energy in these two realms, and once they pass the Poxuan realm, they will no longer continue to temper their bodies, but will use all their energy to condense the three souls of heaven, earth, and humans.
The human race is not the demon race. Their bodies are naturally weak, so they should use their strengths and avoid their weaknesses and not compete with the demon race in terms of physique.
Therefore, although sects such as the Ancient Desolate Sect have a long history, they are not considered orthodox in Tianyuan Continent.
Chen Qingyan also felt that sects like the Ancient Desolate Sect were too focused on physical exertion, making it difficult to give birth to a soul.
And when Zhongli Dapan wanted to accept Yu Yuan as his disciple, he actually said that he was expected to achieve Yuan Shen?
Chen Qingyan thought that this guy had been locked up in the Sword Prison for too long and his brain was damaged?
"I will consider this matter again after you leave the Sword Prison and sit on the throne of the Ancient Desolate Sect." Yu Yuan said with a smile.
As soon as these words came out, Zhongli Dapan seemed to wake up instantly.
If you don’t agree immediately, explain
Yu Yuan had other ideas and was not particularly interested in becoming his disciple.
Zhongli Dapan's eyes flickered uncertainly because of this.
Suddenly, Yu Yuan felt creepy and frightened.
Zhongli Dapan's flashing eyes and the strong murderous intent in them made him instinctively uneasy.
The bald old man with a big frame and short stature in front of him suddenly changed his mind and his whole aura changed drastically. He made Yu Yuan feel that the old man in front of him was a huge violent beast covered in human skin.
Yu Yuan realized that his ambiguous words had actually angered this powerful man from the Ancient Desolate Sect, making him want to kill him right after he was born in the Sword Prison.
But this person really has such ability and strength.
"If Yu Yuan dies in the Sword Prison, I'm afraid you won't be able to get out." Chen Qingyan also smelled the danger and hurriedly shouted a reminder to prevent the bald old man from taking action regardless of the consequences. Just capture him alive and imprison him until he has to agree."
Yu Yuan wanted to speak, but found that no words came out.
Zhongli Dapan calmed down a little because of Chen Qingyan's words, and nodded with a smile on his face, "That's true."
As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and punched again.
Rolling fist seals instantly filled the space and enveloped Yu Yuan.
"Bang! Bang bang!"
After finally sitting upright, Yu Yuan was once again tortured to the point of excruciating pain. The punch was so fierce that it seemed to distort time and space, and it crazily tempered his blood and soul.
A moment later, he seemed to have died again, dying and paralyzed on the ground.
"You have a small world of Qi and blood. With that thing here, you don't have to worry about recovery." Zhongli Dapan took a step forward, grabbed his neck, and glanced at the passage leading to the cave elsewhere, "It is the sword that brings blessings to you to reach the subtle realm.
There is no one in prison, I can’t be the only one who contributes.”
Saying this, he threw it away.
Yu Yuan's dying body grew wings and headed towards another cave.
"Look for that old dragon and ask for a drop of dragon's blood. Use the thing in your Qi and Blood world to refine it before you come back."
Just as Yu Yuan was about to pass through the curtain of sword light, Zhongli Dapan's voice suddenly sounded again, "That old dragon, I know he still has strength, he should also make some efforts."
call!
Yu Yuan crossed the sword intention and the sword light's seal, disappeared from Chen Qingyan's sight, and went to another place.
"Is Yu Yuan going to be okay?" Chen Qingyan was a little worried, "He couldn't even stand after you hit him so hard, couldn't you just wait?"
"Why are you standing up?" Zhongli Dapan laughed strangely, "That old dragon is not me. He can't avoid the lock of those swords. If he attacks that kid, he will be looking for death."