Chapter 50: Whitsunday Island
There is a stone monument standing on the island, and An Yiran feels a little dazzling when he looks at the stone monument. Before she could see it, Hongsilk covered her eyes and said:
"Don't look at it, that was engraved with sword qi when the first palace master of the Holy Spirit Palace was about to become an immortal, even if tens of thousands of years have passed now, the power has weakened a lot, but if you don't resist it, it will be affected by the spirit of the gods and affect your Dao heart."
An Yiran didn't expect that just looking at a stone tablet would have this effect, after looking down at the stone tablet, he felt a sense of spirit, a burst of comfort, and his mood seemed to have risen to a higher level. She exhaled softly, if the aura was sufficient. She felt like she could break through the foundation directly.
An Yiran's cultivation speed would definitely be taken aback if it was known to outsiders.
At the age of six, when he was so lacking in aura, he reached the seventh level of qi training, which can be said to be a super genius.
But An Yiran felt that her cultivation speed could be a little faster, but if others heard this, they would definitely want to tie this person up with a rope and hang him up.
As soon as An Yiran stepped into this Holy Spirit Island, he felt that something passed through him. An Yiran soon discovered that this island was full of prohibitions and formations, and the slightest wrong step would trigger the defensive formations on this island. An Yiran cautiously followed the red silk side, through the peach blossom forest in front of him.
She didn't know how the red silk was walking, anyway, they had walked around the peach blossom forest more than a dozen times.
Finally, I finally came out of one place and walked to a sheep intestine path. An Yiran was surprised to see that he had walked into the depths of the mountains, and the end of the sheep farm trail was a palace.
The red silk brought An Yiran to the back of the palace and said, "This is the Tianling Palace, let's enter through the side door." ”
"Why?" Although An Yiran was still a little confused in his heart, he still followed the red silk into the side door: "Is there a very dangerous formation ahead?" "That's why I went through the side door.
Red Silk raised a smile, and that feeling of all kinds of amorous feelings came directly to her face, and said with some mockery: "In front of the Holy Spirit Palace is a place for disciples to compete in martial arts, and all of them hope to show themselves well in front of the Holy Spirit Palace, maybe they can become the disciples of the Venerable." But now," he raised his eyebrows and looked into An Yiran's eyes and said, "You are now the only disciple of His Holiness, what will be the result if this matter is known to those people outside." ”
An Yiran said disdainfully: "What if I know, I will still be afraid of the group of people outside." "She didn't cultivate immortals to be timid and go through the side door.
Hongsu looked at this fried-haired little girl with some appreciation, and said, "Your cultivation now is not more than the third level of Qi cultivation, and at your age, you are indeed very good." But the people who are against you are not just in the Qi refining period, some of those who have cultivated for many years have already built a foundation, and some have even wrinkled faces and crane hair. You can't compare to them in terms of cultivation, and you are even more invincible in terms of experience. You are not afraid of what you take! But don't get too angry, I'm just trying to warn you not to confront those people directly. The tone is very elegant, very indifferent.
Although Hongxi's words were a bit direct, she also knew that it was for her good. An Yiran also temporarily lost her enthusiasm when she heard this at this time, hitting a stone with an egg is just a reckless man's behavior, she is so young and beautiful, she should not make such a mistake.
"Rong Yi, where the hell is he."
"Do you dare to call His Holiness by his name? His Holiness is still in retreat, and I guess it will be a few months before he comes out. Red Silk raised her eyes and mercilessly denied her idea of looking for Rong Yi as a backer.
An Yiran apologized unapologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I stayed in the city for a long time before. ”
Perhaps thinking that she was born in a wealthy family, Hongsilk seemed to accept her statement, handed her a pamphlet, and told her: "From today onwards, you will live in the Holy Spirit Palace." This is a must-have guide for new disciples in the Holy Spirit Palace, don't come to me if you have nothing to do, call 110 if you have something. Then he turned and walked away.
Call 110? Don't think she doesn't know there's no signal on this island. Just say don't bother you, isn't it?
Anyway, I like you like it like you to be together.
The Heavenly Spirit Palace is the palace with the highest status, this palace is usually the place where the Holy Spirit Palace organizes the highest meeting, and on the 15th of each month, the disciples of each palace will take turns to compete in front of the Holy Spirit Palace, hoping to be accepted by an elder in the inner gate.
This Tianling Palace is the top of the entire Holy Spirit Island, and as soon as you open the gate of the Holy Spirit Palace outside, there is a high platform, about 10 feet high.
This holy water palace is divided into the inner gate and the outer gate, the inner gate is the Tianling Palace, the Earth Spirit Palace, the Xuanling Palace, and the Huangling Palace; The outer gates are Unomiya, Zeugu Palace, and Honggong Palace. and Deserted Palace. The status of these major palaces decreases from left to right. Each disciple is assigned to a different palace according to his spiritual roots and cultivation. There will be another competition every six months, and the outer disciples can challenge the inner disciples at will. The challenge was successful, and the palace gate belonging between the two disciples was exchanged. Then every three months, there will be an internal duel between the outer disciples and the inner disciples, and every month there will be a competition between the inner disciples of the palace gate.
This Holy Spirit Palace seems to be quite advocating the style of martial arts, survival of the fittest, and those who can stay in the inner gate are usually the best.
Now there are still many people competing there, and An Yiran is not interested in pushing open the door of this Heavenly Spirit Palace to attract everyone's attention. Even if she is such a genius, sometimes she will be defeated by someone who has worked hard for decades. An Yiran provoked a conceited smile, that God had mercy on them.
Although this Tianling Palace is an inner gate, the palace master is the palace master of the Holy Spirit Palace-Rong Yi. And now there are no disciples under the gate of the Heavenly Spirit Palace, which means that except for 15 per month, no one has returned to this palace gate at all.
An Yiran felt that even if she didn't mention those disciples, who knew that the elders of the other palaces didn't have two hearts for Rong Yi, anyway, no one would enter this palace gate, so she still didn't want to go out and cause trouble......
The current cultivation realm has absorbed a lot of elements from the secular world, such as the ancient costumes that many people no longer wear wide clothes and wide sleeves, and not all of their disciples wear ancient costumes. Rather, it is a practice uniform that is close to many modern elements.
Although the name of Tianling Palace sounds like the best palace in the Holy Spirit Palace, An Yiran looks like he is kneeling when he looks at the facilities inside.
There are no modern appliances inside, all of them are like in costume dramas, wooden tables, printed curtains, and bamboo beds.
An Yiran regretted lying on this bamboo bed a little, all the planks under his body were as hard as stones, can he still sleep?
No, do immortal cultivators still need to sleep? It seems like...... Everyone else is meditating day and night.
Okay, An Yiran resigned himself to getting up from the hard bed and began to meditate and cultivate, striving to knock out all the disciples of the Holy Spirit Palace as soon as possible.