Ever since he entered this place and saw the curls of green smoke rising from the incense burner, Ye Changsheng subconsciously started to run his skills, and a layer of faint silver light appeared outside his body, blocking all the green smoke from his body.

Although this is the Sutra Storage Pavilion of the Xingling Sect, there should be no problems. Most of the sandalwood is used by these younger disciples to worship their ancestors.

But just in case, Ye Changsheng still didn't want to let the green smoke touch his body.

His whole body was shining with silver light and he walked towards the incense table. The entire third floor was empty except for this place.

When Ye Changsheng walked to the incense table and was only a few feet away from the portrait, suddenly, the portrait seemed to sense something.

The blurry man's figure on it began to glow, and suddenly, a ray of light flew out from the portrait and covered Ye Changsheng's body.

In an instant, Ye Changsheng felt that all the magic power in his body was rapidly draining away, as if water was pouring out and converging towards the portrait.

Most of Ye Changsheng's powerful mana, which he had developed by practicing the Tianxing Jue, was lost in the blink of an eye. It was all sucked away by the portrait.

The speed was so fast that he didn't react at all.

When Ye Changsheng hurriedly disconnected the magic power and took a step back, the huge attraction slowly disappeared.

Ye Changsheng's face was slightly pale, and his eyes looked at the portrait hanging on the wall with some surprise.

In the portrait, after absorbing his magic power, the Big Dipper seemed to become brighter.

"This is."

His face became serious and he stared at the portrait for a long time. Suddenly, his spiritual consciousness came out and explored the portrait.

But in the blink of an eye, Ye Changsheng's face turned pale, and all the consciousness he radiated was swallowed up by the portrait.

It's like a bottomless pit, whether it's magic power or spiritual consciousness, as long as it comes into contact with this object, it will be swallowed up completely.

"Sure enough, the third floor isn't just filled with these things to offer sacrifices to the ancestors? What exactly is hidden inside?"

After pondering for a moment, Ye Changsheng's expression changed. Suddenly he took a step forward again, and mana surged out of his body.

When he got close to that distance, a huge attraction came from the portrait, and Ye Changsheng's mana surged out and rushed into the portrait.

This time, Ye Changsheng did not retreat. A jade bottle appeared in his hand, and he directly raised his head and drank all the ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid contained in the jade bottle.

While replenishing his own mana with ten thousand years of spiritual liquid, he allowed the portrait to absorb his mana.

Not long after, when Ye Changsheng felt that the portrait had absorbed almost 80% of his total mana, the attraction from the portrait finally stopped.

As if full, the seven stars on the portrait flickered, emitting full light, as if they were about to fly out of the portrait.

But as if something was missing, I could never fly out of it.

Ye Changsheng stared at the portrait for a long time. After a while, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.

Carefully, he tentatively touched his consciousness.

As soon as his consciousness came into contact with the portrait, a devouring force immediately emitted from the portrait, swallowing up his consciousness continuously.

Immediately afterwards, the seven bright stars on the portrait began to shake, as if they were about to fall from the inside of the portrait.

Ye Changsheng's face was filled with joy, and he rushed all his huge spiritual consciousness towards the portrait, letting it be swallowed up.

As time went by, his expression slowly changed.

The portrait is really a bottomless pit, which has swallowed up nearly 60% of his spiritual power, and he still looks unsatisfied. The seven stars have already protruded from the surface of the portrait.

Seven things shining with bright starlight, as if they were really seven stars shrunk to the extreme, emerged from the surface of the portrait and were about to break away and fly towards Ye Changsheng.

With his current huge spiritual consciousness, it is really shocking that so much of it can be absorbed by this portrait.

After an unknown amount of time, when Ye Changsheng's spiritual consciousness was roughly sucked away by 80%, the devouring power coming from the portrait stopped abruptly.

Seven clusters of bright starlight flew out from the portrait, collided together in the air, merged into a cluster of starlight as big as a human head, and then exploded.

These exploding light points did not fly away, but were arranged regularly in front of Ye Changsheng, and every bit of starlight turned into a word.

These words were arranged in front of Ye Changsheng, and they merged into a skill!

"This" Ye Changsheng was startled for a moment, then his eyes lit up with joy, and he immediately started reading this exercise.

However, as soon as he read the beginning, a look of disbelief immediately appeared on his face.

""Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong"?! How could this skill appear here? This skill actually exists in the spiritual world?" There was surprise and shock in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe the scene before him.

"How is this possible? The technique left by the founder of Xinggong is actually the Little Big Dipper Star Yuan Gong? He actually got this technique?!"

"It's really unbelievable!" Ye Changsheng's face was full of surprise. He had not experienced such mood swings as today for many years.

No wonder he was so surprised, the origin of Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong was really great.

Ye Changsheng has always known this technique. It is simplified from a technique in the immortal world called "Great Zhou Tianxing Yuan Gong".

But if that were the case, Ye Changsheng wouldn't be so surprised.

After all, it is not a strange thing for the immortal world skills to appear in the spiritual world. The thirty-six pages inside the Golden Palace and Jade Book are all about the immortal world skills.

What surprised Ye Changsheng the most was that the Little Big Dipper Star Yuan Gong was simplified from the Great Zhoutian Xing Yuan Gong by an immortal named Leng Yan Ancestor in the immortal world.

This technique should have only been passed down to the lower realm sect of ancestor Leng Yan. How could it appear here?

"It's really weird!" Ye Changsheng thought with a somewhat uncertain expression.

This skill that shouldn't appear here suddenly appears here. What does it mean behind it?

Is it just a coincidence?

Or is there another reason?

"That's all, with my current strength, what's the point of thinking about these things?" Ye Changsheng shook his head and thought.

He focused his attention on those star-studded words, glanced at them quickly, and firmly memorized every word in this exercise, waiting to be slowly understood in the future.

When he wrote down these words, the words condensed by starlight flashed and disillusioned instantly, the starlight dispersed, and all the words disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As a result, the portrait became dim and dull. Not only did the starry sky behind the portrait become pitch black, but even the portrait itself became blurry.

It's as if all the strength has been exhausted.

Ye Changsheng's eyes were filled with stars. After standing there for a long time, he suddenly sighed.

"With your inheritance, when I become stronger in the future, I will definitely help strengthen your sect!" He said solemnly to the portrait.

Immediately, he picked up three sticks of incense on the incense table, lit them, bowed respectfully, and inserted them into the incense burner.

When he raised his head, he was shocked to find that the portrait had spontaneously ignited without fire at some point. In the blink of an eye, it turned into ashes in the starlight and disappeared in the hall.

Ye Changsheng was silent for a moment, then turned and disappeared on the third floor of the tower.

He returned to the second floor, flicked his sleeves, and a small cyan cauldron appeared in front of him.

The small cauldron rotated slowly, and in the blink of an eye it became about ten feet in size, standing in front of Ye Changsheng.

Ye Changsheng reached out and patted the blue Xutian Cauldron. The lid of the cauldron opened, and a figure wrapped in blue silk flew out.

"boom!"

The middle-aged man's body hit the ground heavily, making a dull sound.

The man was lying on his back with his eyes closed tightly and his face was pale with a hint of pain.

Inside his body, his Nascent Soul also had its eyes closed and its light dimmed.

"excuse me!"

Ye Changsheng cupped his hands and said, and then flicked his fingers to release the restrictions left in this person's body.

"It should take another hour to wake up!" Ye Changsheng thought in his heart as he looked at the man's eyes closed.

After leaving a few bottles of elixirs as compensation, he stretched out his hand and the Black Wind Flag appeared in his hand.

After taking this spiritual treasure back into his body, Ye Changsheng used the Taiyi Hua Qing Talisman to hide his body and disappeared on the second level.

On the first floor, the two Nascent Soul elders guarding this place were still completely unaware of the changes that had taken place above.

When Ye Changsheng transformed into a pure talisman using Taiyi to hide his figure and walked swaggeringly in front of them, they didn't notice anything at all.

Ye Changsheng successfully left the Scripture Collection Pavilion and disappeared into the Xingling Sect.

Not long after he disappeared, an earth-shaking roar suddenly sounded in the Sutra Pavilion, and the entire Xingling Sect was immediately alarmed.

One after another figures flew out from the peaks and rushed towards the direction of the Sutra Pavilion.

When a group of Xingling Sect elders, led by an old man in the Void Refining Stage, entered the second floor of the Sutra Pavilion and saw the ruined and messy jade pillars, anger suddenly appeared on everyone's face.

color.

With a cold snort, the Xingling Sect's Void Refining cultivator hurriedly rushed into the third floor.

As a result, when he saw the disappeared portrait of his ancestor, he was stunned.

Somewhere in the Tianling Realm, Ye Changsheng was sitting on a flying boat, meditating on the Little Big Dipper Yuan Gong.

This exercise is different from ordinary exercises and is quite unique. When practicing this method, it does not rely on the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but condenses the power of starlight into the body and tempers the physical body.

The whole technique is divided into seven levels. Each time you practice one level, you can condense a mysterious orifice. If you complete the seventh level, you can condense the seven profound orifices, practice it to become the ultimate body, and become the legendary Xuanxian.

Just look at the mother of borers to see how powerful the true body is.

Without even a trace of magic power, just with the physical body, he can still defeat a group of Mahayana.
To be continued...