In the spiritual world of Yubei Chuanzhihai, the endless gray mist slowly rotates around the center at a constant speed, just like a round vast galaxy floating in the bright universe, and people are fascinated by it.

Not far away, two figures shot out, it was not the old man in white and the man in purple robe.

The two of them were stunned, looked at each other, and each of them showed a shocking look on their faces.

The divine consciousness is transformed into a form, and the divine consciousness is condensed to a certain extent, forming a free combination of spiritual power, which can be released, and the communication and influence of others' minds can achieve the goal of hurting others with form.

Ordinary cultivators, the sea of knowledge gradually expands with the ascension of the realm, just like the last practice of Yubei Sichuan, although the body of a mortal is small, but it has already begun to become, if it is not for this person is the pride of heaven with outstanding talent, it is ......

"Chaos Spirit!" The two shouted loudly in unison.

The purple-robed man was ecstatic, his ears were red and his face was red, and his eyes shot a crazy gaze, and he couldn't wait to shoot towards the illusory looming figure in the spiritual world of Yubeichuan like an arrow from the string.

"No!"

The old man in white shouted loudly, stepped forward, and chased after him.

The purple-robed man went, intending to devour the consciousness body in the spiritual world of Yubeichuan's divine consciousness.

Once the consciousness body in the spiritual world of divine consciousness disappears, this person will be like a walking corpse to be inflicted on others, and the consequences will be unimaginable, which is the seizure of the cultivation realm.

Mortals have not stepped into the realm of cultivation, their own spiritual world is fragile, like the door locked at the end of the defenseless, otherwise the old man in white and the man in purple robe, how can they easily enter the spiritual world of Yubeichuan.

The control of a practitioner with a high realm over a cultivator with a lower realm is often a kind of taboo on the other person's consciousness in order to achieve the effect of controlling others.

To put it simply, the "ghost body" is often the same situation.

At this time, the purple-robed man had already approached Yubeichuan, and Yubeichuan in the spiritual world of Zhihai was confused, and he still didn't know what was going to happen.

The old man in white looked at it with great eyes, and it was too late to catch up, and he shouted in a low voice, and a piece of mental method trickled like flowing water.

"If the heart is clear, the sky will not fall,

All changes are still calm, and the spirit is calm,

Dirt is not stained, vulgar appearance is not stained,

Void and peaceful, mixed with nothing,

……”

The old man of Baiyun recited a "pure heart formula", and the purple-robed man heard it as if he was facing a great enemy.

"Huangpu old ghost, don't think about bad things for me!" The purple-robed man roared hoarsely, his body swelled with all his might, and he wanted to devour Yubeichuan.

Outside of the divine sense, the two figures entered the spiritual world of their own consciousness, and Yubeichuan was helpless.

I didn't know what was going to happen, but I guessed in my heart that it was definitely not a good thing.

When a pure heart recipe sounded in his ears, Yubeichuan seemed to be blessed with his heart, and immediately sat cross-legged with his hands knotted, his mind concentrated on internal guarding, and gradually entered the realm of purity, tranquility, tranquility and emptiness.

In the spiritual world of divine consciousness, when the purple-robed man's hands touched the consciousness body of Yubeichuan, a strange change suddenly appeared.

Above the Yubei Sichuan Zhihai Sea, the gray mist seemed to be pulled by something, and the hazy phantom shadow in the spiritual world of Yubeichuan Zhihai poured in.

The gray mist surrounded Yubeichuan's consciousness body, and the faint phantom looked a little condensed.

Accidentally, the purple-robed man touched a wisp of gray mist, and for a while it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the gray mist was like a galloping momentum of thousands of horses, and the sky, ground, and ground nets tightly wrapped the purple-robed man and tore it continuously.

The purple-robed man was in pain at this time, and roared wildly, but to no avail, and in a moment, in the midst of a miserable cry, he disappeared without a trace, leaving only a few glittering and colorful broken fragments in the void.

At the scene in front of him, the old man in white clothes showed a look of shock on his face.

After a long period of cultivation, the old man in white clothes is naturally not a person who sits in a well and watches the sky and sees the shallow, and usually knows the sea without any attributes.

Individual cultivators who know the sea with single attributes such as wind, fire, thunder, and water are all famous in the world like thunder, and the sea can devour the divine sense, but there is nowhere to record such a strange search for the classics.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man in white was excited, and he withdrew from the sea of knowledge at a gallop.

In the stone chamber outside the sea, Yubeichuan stumbled and sat down solemnly and peacefully, with a calm and solemn expression.

A pillar of incense kung fu, Yubeichuan slowly opened his eyes, his mind was extremely sober, and the wind and grass within a zhang were clearly distinguishable.

After a change, Yu Beichuan felt that his spiritual power had undergone a qualitative change, and as long as he concentrated his mental power, he could use it to look inside and explore the surrounding environment.

The old man in white lowered his arms, stood with his back straight and respectfully, raised his eyes and saw Yu Beichuan wake up with his eyes open, and quickly ran up a few steps and bowed his head.

"Sect Master, please accept the old slave's worship."

"Sect Master?" Yu Beichuan looked at the old man in white inexplicably.

"One hundred thousand years ago, twenty-seven sects jointly captured the Xuanbao Sect, and the former sect master exerted supreme magical powers, sealed this city, and broke into the void to live here, and now the sect master has been approved by the previous sect master to join our sect and be born."

"Approved by the previous Sect Master? Join the Xuanbao Sect? ”

Yu Beichuan was puzzled, recalling that before entering the treasure hall a few days ago, he fell into the bronze statue of the woman, with deep crystal purple charming eyes, and later passed the ethereal voice on the peak, "Terran, Yu Beichuan, pass the introductory trial." Yu Beichuan nodded thoughtfully.

Suddenly, Yu Beichuan's face changed, and he turned his face and whispered angrily, "Old man, did you make the entry trial?" ”

Seeing Yu Beichuan's face was pale, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling, the old man in white swished to the bottom of his heart, and he didn't expect that the kid might hold a grudge.

In fact, everything he did after entering the space passage from Yubeichuan was all as a bystander, and he also helped at the critical time when the myelin pill exploded.

It's just that this son's qualifications are against the sky, if he doesn't join the sect, I'm afraid that the sect will never come out.

"Sect Master, you don't know, all trials are procedural arrangements, and the old slaves also helped when the sect master washed the marrow pill and exploded his body, and the other old slaves really didn't know."

That is to say, Yubeichuan is not good to say, if there is no Baiyun old man to help, I am afraid that he has exploded and died, the grievances are clear, as the saying goes, "those who do not know are not guilty" This can be explained, and his face eased slightly.

"Where does the title of Sect Master come from?" This sentence asked the old man in white about the sore spot, and asked to the point.

The old man in white cried bitterly for a while, tears flowed down his face, and his voice was low, which made people cry when they heard it.

"100,000 years, the old slave has been in this space for 100,000 years, and there is no aura in the sealed place here.

"How did you survive?" Yu Beichuan asked curiously.

"80,000 years ago, the space aura was exhausted, and the old slave borrowed the power of the moon and the night every thousand years to open up the sealing channel here, but the aura was missing, and the channel was only a flash in the pan every time, and it was a snap of a finger to survive in the world, until it turned into a machine spirit, and the realm fell from the god transformation period to practice qi and who knows the suffering here."

Yubeichuan shushed, and the old man in white walked forward. "Since the sect master has been approved by the previous sect master, the sect has withered, and you are the sect master according to the rules of the sect!"

"Qi training? Avatar? Yu Beichuan was very puzzled, hearing this, it didn't matter if he was a sect master, he entered the space passage by himself, and it was extremely fortunate that a once-in-a-thousand encounter could only be interpreted by chance.

"The sect is important, and there are a lot of treasures, why don't you take it?" Yu Beichuan asked casually.

Hearing this, the old man in white looked straight.

"The sect master doesn't know, although the old slave is greedy for life and afraid of death, during the war, all the same people sacrifice their lives to fight for the old slave to get a glimmer of life, and the old slave steals his life in order to revitalize the sect to tell the heroic spirit, how can such an act be done!"

Yu Beichuan asked again, "How many people are still in the sect?" ”

The old man in white stretched out two fingers, and stretched out one finger in a sad state of thought.

"Alone?" Yu Beichuan looked at himself, and then at the old man in white.

"The sect master doesn't know, after the war, there was indeed only the old slave left, and now, how can the old slave be called a human being as a tool spirit."

"The sect of one person, this situation, I am afraid that I will not accept it and have to bear it, from the beginning of the trial, the explosion of the body to help the physique to improve, that stone egg, how can this benefit be betrayed to know the grace of the retribution, this is what nature does."

Yu Beichuan thought in his heart, and accepted this reality in his heart, besides, his unkind and unrighteous behavior has always been shameful for Yu Beichuan.

"You are ......" This is already the case, Yu Beichuan accepted it calmly, opened his mouth to say that the old man had something wrong with his heart, and his eyes were fixed on the old man in white.

This old man in white is a person who nods his head and is ingenious.

"Old Slave Emperor Pu Lingyun."

"That is, the master of the sect, I order you today, Huangpu Lingyun is the great elder of the sect, and assists the sect master to create a great foundation for all generations!"

"The old slave takes orders!" Huang Pu Lingyun's voice is like a Hong Zhong, he is not a person who follows the rules, his voice was choked for a while, and after several hardships, he has no distractions, and now he can keep the clouds open and see the moon Ming sect.

The two sat in the main and secondary seats, and Huangfu Lingyun was sitting at the bottom.

"Sect treasures?" Even if he is the suzerain, Yu Beichuan is not polite.

"The sect master doesn't know, there are not many treasures left in the sect, how can a big battle not be exhausted, not to mention, the sect master's strength needs to be improved, otherwise it can't be taken out."

Huang Pu Lingyun was embarrassed and said cautiously.

Yu Beichuan didn't care very much, what Huangfu Lingyun said was the truth.

"Where is the purple-robed man?"

"This person has ill intentions, trying to devour the sect master's primordial spirit, and using the method of seizing the sect master's body to rebirth is already the Fa of righteousness!" Thinking back to the scene in Yubei Chuan's sea of knowledge and discovery, Huangpu Lingyun didn't seem to want to say more.

"What's more, the wall has ears, such a big secret is still kept secret, and it is better to rot in the stomach." Huang Pu Lingyun thought in his heart.

Huang Pu Lingyun's expression of wanting to speak and stopping, Yu Beichuan naturally saw it in his eyes, and he didn't ask if the other party had anything difficult to hide.

"The sect master will enter the sect, and the method of cultivation must not be missing."

"Here's the big thing." Yu Beichuan couldn't hold back the ecstasy in his heart, his eyes were fanatical, and his childlike eyes looked at Huangpu Lingyun.

"Actually, the sect master already has the cultivation method in his hands, and he doesn't know it." Huang Pu Lingyun smiled.

"On hand?" Yu Beichuan set his eyes on the ring on his hand, his face full of eagerness.