After climbing over two layers of mountains and walking through the winding and stretching paths, Ling Yan finally entered the area where the true disciples gathered. The true disciples all had their own independent training places, and the Wansheng Hall was just a place where they gathered to accept tasks.
Unless they have a mission, they generally won't come here.
He left a message to Yue Meng that he might be gone for a few days.
On a plain in the mountain, there is the huge Wansheng Palace. Before they get close, a few rays of golden light suddenly shoot down from the sky above the Wansheng Palace and penetrate into the center of the Wansheng Palace. They last for a few moments, flickering brightly and dimly.
"Those golden lights are said to be missions sent by the Great Elder personally from the Wuji Heavenly Palace to the true disciples. There will be a wave of missions every day, and it happens to be this time!" Yan Yi looked at Ling Yan's confused eyes and explained with a smile.
"Yes!" Ling Yan nodded, looking at the golden light that shot into the center of the Wansheng Palace from time to time, slightly releasing a trace of energy, and getting closer to the golden light. However, this Yan Yiben was the one who issued the tasks for the inner disciples, but to
Is the distribution of true disciple missions so familiar?
"What a majestic energy...it's no worse than when I was alive!"
As soon as the essence approaches, the 'Phantom Dragon' immediately makes a sound.
Ling Yan could clearly hear that the 'Phantom Dragon' actually had a hint of fear, even when facing a strong man like Mo Yeqing who could destroy the world with just one move, he had never felt that before.
Qi is like stars, all seas are vigorous, and the power is endless and endless.
Ling Yan's essence was dispersed as soon as he got close to it. Ling Yan only felt that he was as small as a drop in the ocean in front of that aura, almost insignificant.
A floating cloud in the vast sky with such huge energy cannot be invincible by humans.
Just a trace of breath can clearly tell Ling Yan how strong that power is!!
"I'm afraid that after entering "Eternal Life", I will see the most powerful person!!"
Ling Yan felt very stressed.
As soon as the two of them approached the Wansheng Hall, Na Yanyi stopped and stopped moving forward.
"Junior Brother Ling Yan, because of my identity, I can't go inside anymore, so I'll just bring you here. You can go in by yourself quickly. Don't let Senior Sister Lianrou and the others wait, otherwise it will be bad. I hope you can
You can gain something this time!”
Yan Yi is a human being after all. No matter how indifferent Ling Yan is, he still smiles and speaks softly. The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, Yan Yi did this very skillfully to Ling Yan.
"Well, thank you!" Ling Yan nodded casually, no longer caring about those words, and walked directly into the Wansheng Palace.
It's very big inside, with four golden walls surrounding a huge palace. It's filled with fairy spirit, the floor is paved with gold bricks, the house is built with jade tiles, and various dragons and phoenixes are carved on the walls. Ling Yan believes that even those palaces on TV are afraid
It's not as magnificent anymore.
The air here is not like outside. Here, the spiritual energy, true energy, and vitality are all extremely pure and abundant. It is simply a treasure place for cultivation.
Some walls, floor tiles, and roof tiles are all decorated with formations, and the effects of various awakening, nourishing, refreshing, and concentration are self-evident.
Moreover, as soon as Ling Yan stepped in, a strange vocal music could be heard vaguely in his ears, as if it was a clear stream flowing down from the sky, nourishing the muscles, heart and lungs of his body.
"What a treasure..." Ling Yan sighed with emotion.
"Hmph! Can such a place be called a treasure? Ling Yan, you have to set your sights higher. You have never been to the Dragon Sky Cave of the Dragon God. Only there can be called a treasure!!" 'Illusion Dragon'
He hummed disdainfully.
"If you have the opportunity, you should learn from it. I'm afraid things have changed and people have changed. The Dragon God Emperor has been dead for so many years, and I'm afraid everything has fallen into place!" Ling Yan shook his head and walked straight in.
There are no disciples waiting in the Wansheng Palace. There is no need here at all, because this is the place where the true disciples come and go. The strength of the true disciples can already be on the stage of the battle between the ten sects in the Chinese mainland.
Stepping into the main hall, there were already more than a dozen people standing inside.
Although there were more than a dozen people, it seemed unusually deserted in this huge Wansheng Hall.
The main hall is still magnificent, with rows of stone slabs on the left and right sides, and directly opposite the door, there is a huge gold plate erected, which is ten meters away, emitting a strong light.
As soon as Ling Yan appeared, everyone inside turned their gazes.
Several eyes were fixed on Ling Yan, and Ling Yan suddenly felt a chill all over his body. A chill came from his bones, as if he was naked in front of these true disciples... and there was no secret at all...
"Is this Ling Yan?? It's no different. He has the same two eyes, two ears, one nose and one mouth... I thought he had three heads and six arms!"
A young man wearing fiery red scales and carrying seven swords with original light on his back looked at Ling Yan and chuckled, with a look of laziness in his eyes.
"Seven treasured swords... Judging from the scorching light, they must be the best treasured swords... If these were thrown into the inner disciples, they would be extremely rich! A top-notch treasured sword, I believe
It can make those inner disciples fight to the death, there is a difference of 4 levels between low-grade and top-grade ones!!" Ling Yan was a little horrified, but he did not withdraw his horror until he looked at the others.
The worst things on these people are high-grade treasures and spiritual weapon-level equipment, and there are many of them...
Just in terms of equipment, there is a world of difference between true disciples and inner and outer disciples, let alone strength...
Ling Yan thought carefully.
"It looks like it's him. Among the inner and outer sect disciples, this person is the one who is talked about the most. Rumor has it that this person has some abilities and bullies others everywhere. Even Junior Brother Fang Yushan was destroyed by him!"
Another woman with colorful lights emitting from her waist and wearing a gorgeous colorful gauze was dancing with a colorful ribbon and said with a somewhat unkind expression.
Ling Yan glanced at everyone, not knowing who Lian Rou was, and then stepped directly into the door.
However, before his feet could fall, a wave of air instantly lifted him up.
A cold snort.
"Who let you in? Don't you know the sect rules? No disciples from the inner and outer sects are allowed to enter the Wan Sheng Palace, unless there is permission from someone above the true disciple level!"
The air wave directly blew Ling Yan up and rolled on the ground a few times before stopping.
"Senior Brother Shanhe, he is the person I called. Why do you treat him like this? Is it possible that you don't even give me face?" At this time, a cold voice came from outside the Wansheng Hall.
Ling Yan angrily opened his eyes that had been closed by the air waves, raised his head with a cold expression, and looked at the beautiful woman in white clouds above, slowly falling down.
"Oh? It turns out that he was called by Junior Sister Lianrou? Sorry, Junior Sister, I forgot about it, haha..." When he saw Lianrou coming, the man called Shanhe quickly said with a smile.
But at this time, a shadow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.