"I see, the soul of the spirit beast cannot improve the cultivation of human beings, but it can enhance the strength of the ascending spirit beast."

"The reason why I still have to fight, maybe it's because of the golden feather, it's not because of the direct host of the left eye."

Jing Qing thought like this, in addition to leaving the last Violent Wolf Beast Soul to test the beast taming ability, he did not hesitate to throw all the other beast souls to Jin Yu to improve his cultivation.

The beast soul roared loudly, and was quickly scattered and swallowed by the golden feather, and its breath continued to climb upward.

It's a pity that these beast souls only raised the cultivation of the golden feather to the middle level of the third order, which is equivalent to the tenth level of qi training, and they really can't enter the fourth order.

"Very good, I didn't expect the beast soul to be able to use it like this, it seems that there are still many abilities in the left eye that have not been discovered by me."

"Also, you must improve your cultivation next, otherwise, you won't even be able to go out to a long distance."

Jing Qing thought about it for a while and decided on his next goal - the tenth layer of qi training.

Ten layers of qi training, spiritual consciousness can be separated from the body, and when the time comes, there is no need for pure spiritual liquid, and the sword qi itself is enough to cast a sword weapon.

As soon as the Three Thousand Stars Sword came out, he encountered today's situation again, and he only needed one sword to kill the big bird.

Even if it is a big bird that is intact and not pregnant, he is confident that he can kill it after a hard battle, and the combat power of the sword cultivator is so terrifying.

"However, the main problem at the moment is ......"

Jing Qing looked at the stars in the sky, and a wry smile hung on his lips.

"Tianmen, which direction is it?"

In order to escape the pursuit of the violent wolf beast, Jing Qing and Lin Yuan rode the flame horse, and they were simply in a panic, and they couldn't figure it out.

The woods were a little gloomy, Jing Qing stepped on the fallen leaves of **, and walked forward step by step.

Since leaving the small lake, Jingqing has been wandering around the forest for three or four days, there is no map, no reference, the forest is like a huge labyrinth, and there is no way out.

With a "hula", a dove with pale red feathers on its body surface flew over, stopped smoothly on Jingqing's shoulder, and chirped.

"You mean someone?"

Jing Qing was greatly surprised, and according to Jin Yu's description, he quickly walked forward.

Although Jin Yu does not speak in his mouth, as a domesticated spirit animal, it is born from the left eye power, and it is natural to have a subtle connection with the master, which is enough for simple spiritual communication.

It was a team of more than twenty people, each riding a flaming horse, led by a foundation monk, galloping forward.

It can be seen that these well-dressed monks are not in trouble, and they are all in high spirits, talking and laughing with each other, and their faces are full of pride.

"Someone."

Suddenly, the leading Zhuji monk raised his hand and released a ball of red flames, heading towards the place where Jing Qing was hiding, and shouted loudly.

The monk who was following him also stopped, looking ahead with an excited smile on his face and an eager look.

"I underestimated the strength of the foundation building monk, and it is indeed convenient for the spiritual sense to replace the eyes."

"It seems that only when you reach the tenth level of Qi cultivation and can release your spiritual sense, can you learn the ability to shield other people's spiritual sense."

Feeling a slight spiritual fluctuation sweeping in front of him, Jing Qing thought to himself secretly and walked out.

"Who are you and why are you here?"

This foundation monk had a full beard and frowned, looking very powerful.

"I'm a monk who went to Tianmen to apprentice, and I got lost on the way, hoping to buy a map to go to Tianmen."

Jing Qing walked out of the grass and looked up at the burly foundation building monk, his eyes were neither humble nor arrogant.

"Boy, the map doesn't, if you're going to the Heavenly Gate, you can choose to join our team, but it depends on what you can pay."

Monk Tsukiki shook his head and said.

"Four hundred spars, how's that?"

Jing Qing was silent for a moment and quoted the price.

Monk Tsukiji shook his head: "It's too little. ”

"Six hundred."

"There's only so much on me, if I can't do it, I'll follow you all the way."

Jing Qing simply reported the number of all his spars.

"Boy, are you going to compete with the Flame Horse? Silly enough! ”

The foundation building monk laughed, and then said, "But I like your spirit, six hundred is six hundred." ”

After accepting the six hundred spars, the Zhuji monk took out a somewhat old flame horse and handed it to Jing Qing:

"Although this horse is old and in poor health, it has passed most of the journey, and you are not heavy, so you should barely be able to make it to the end."

"Okay."

Jing Qing nodded, knowing that he couldn't ask for anything more, and rode the flame horse and followed the back of the group in a low-key manner.

……

A few days later, a mountain peak appeared in front of Jingqing's eyes, starting from the halfway up the mountain, until the top of the peak, it was covered by misty clouds and mist, and from time to time there was a rush of light rushing in, the clouds and mist were churning, but there was no scene to see, which was very mysterious.

"That's the Gate of Heaven, and it won't be long before we reach our destination."

Monk Tsukiji showed joy and said in a loud voice:

"There is still more than a month before the opening of the mountain, you must remember that you must not make trouble during this time, otherwise you will be driven down, and no one will be able to protect you."

"Yes."

The monks on horseback looked up at the mountain peaks with shocked expressions.

"Very well, let's go."

It seemed that the road was very close, but in fact the distance was still very far, and it took half an hour to ride a horse to the foot of the mountain.

"Obediently, Tianmen is really generous, there are at least 100,000 miles of immortal cultivation talents here."

One of the monks smacked his mouth, apparently startled by the sight.

"Not to mention 100,000 miles, with the reputation of Tianmen, it is not uncommon to include millions of miles of immortal cultivators."

The other monk scoffed.

At the foot of the mountain, a road paved with pure white stone leads to the top of the mountain, and young monks come and go all around.

Among them, the weakest cultivation also has the fifth layer of qi refining, and the seventh or eighth level of qi refining is also very common.

Among them, there are many beggars in ragged clothes and scars, sleeping on the streets.

These are not second-class masters who are bored and run out to suffer, but a group of mortals who have no foundation in cultivating immortals and have gone through a lot of hardships to come here, just hoping to obtain immortal fate.

"Okay, now that I've arrived, then I should also go, we are not allowed to stay here for a long time, you can choose a place where no one lives at will, and stay patiently for a month."

"It's still the same sentence, this is at the foot of the gate of heaven, there are many high-ranking people, one is low-key, don't conflict with others."

With another admonition, the monk left, and the monks dismounted, led their horses up the hill, and came to a gentle hillside.