Chapter Twenty-Four: The Best Spiritual Vein

Seeing the old man surnamed Wan leaving, the three of them stopped talking for a while, their faces were different, and they didn't know what they were calculating in their hearts.

After a while, the anger on the old woman in the palace costume eased somewhat, and she said with a cold face: "Qianjizi, if it wasn't for the obsession of the disciples back then, the Xuanji Palace would not have been like this all these years, who is right and who is wrong, you know it in your own heart." It's better not to have a next time for such a thing, otherwise, don't blame us for inviting you to the council hall to theorize!"

After that, the old woman in the palace costume stopped speaking, and after saying goodbye to the gray-haired old man, she turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, Qian Jizi, who had been gloomy and did not speak, sneered and said: "Do you dare to say that you have a clear conscience in your heart?"

Hearing this, the old woman in the palace costume paused, was silent for a moment, turned around, and said in a firm tone: "Righteousness is ahead, I have a clear conscience!"

After that, the blue light on the old woman in the palace costume flowed, and she rose directly into the air and left quickly.

"Qianjizi, over the years, you have relied on the support of the senior brother in charge of the family to act recklessly, others are afraid of you, but I am not afraid! If you are really discouraged, I advise you to abdicate as soon as possible and make way for Xian, don't break the inheritance of the Xuanji Palace!" As he spoke, the gray-haired old man flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

The three of them came and went in a hurry, and soon, there was only one person left on the ladder of climbing, Qian Jizi, and Mu Yiyang, the real culprit.

Qianjizi stayed in place for a long time, his face cloudy, but in the end, he gave a helpless sigh. Yes, what can he say before righteousness?

"It seems that you and I still have no chance after all!" Staring at Mu Yiyang's position, Qian Jizi shook his head, his face full of tiredness.

Seeing Mu Yiyang revealing his talent before, Qianjizi had the heart of accepting apprentices, but when the old things were brought up again, he was worried in his heart, and he was happy, so he put an end to this thought.

"I'm not a good master, with your talent, there should be better people to teach!" Looking at the foot of the mountain, Qian Jizi muttered softly, and then withdrew the ecstasy array that shrouded Mu Yiyang's body.

There are countless excellent people in the world, but for him, only one successor is enough! His disciple is dead, but still alive in his heart, how can he divide his mind to teach others?

He suddenly understood that the so-called master is a teacher for one day and a father for life, and since he has not been able to keep his own apprentice, he is not qualified to be someone else's master again!

Retracting his gaze, Qian Jizi's expression was gloomy, his hands behind his back, and then he turned around and walked back, his back looking a little lonely and a little embarrassed.

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After a long time, on the ladder to the sky, Mu Yiyang slowly woke up, remembering what had just happened, and there were still palpitations in his heart, but more of it was still confused.

As for the magic circle, in the Medicine King Valley before, he learned more or less through some ancient books. The so-called magic circle is that at the beginning of the birth of heaven and earth, when the rules of the avenue have not yet been formed, some powerful people with extraordinary soul power resonate with it, and then condense the formation pattern, form a formation, and use themselves as a medium, borrowing the power of heaven and earth, to exert a powerful power beyond themselves.

Because of the mystery and power of the circle, these people who use the circle are also respected as mages, and are highly respected and welcomed by practitioners.

Later, the rules of the Great Dao became more and more perfect, more obscure and complex, and there were very few people who could resonate with them, and the magic circle was borrowed from the power of heaven and earth, so the difficulty of the mage's cultivation continued to increase, and the number decreased sharply, not to mention, many high-level formations were slowly lost because no one could comprehend them.

Although the number of mages has decreased a lot, their status has increased instead of decreasing, although they are on par with pharmacists, but because of their rarity, many times, the status of mages of the same level is higher than that of pharmacists.

There are two main types of circles, namely offensive and support. The so-called offensive type means that the mage directly activates the magic circle against the enemy during the battle, and exerts unexpected effects. As for the auxiliary type magic circle, as the name suggests, it is a magic circle that assists cultivators in their usual cultivation and fighting.

There are not many auxiliary magic circles, and there are two most common ones, one is to engrave it on the magic weapon to increase its power, which is called the spirit magic circle. The other is to engrave it on some buildings of special materials to enhance the transformation speed of the aura in the air, which is called the Soul Transformation Circle.

Although Mu Yiyang had never really seen the magic circle, he also knew that there were not many magic circles like the Soul Locking Array that could directly lock people's minds and imprison the human body, and it was very likely that it was still an important means used by Haoran Sect to prevent foreign enemies.

Mu Yiyang was also worried about his inadvertent touching of the magic circle, but there was no one else around, even if he was discovered, who would suspect him as a mortal man who had not yet enlightened?

Thinking like this, Mu Yiyang's heart suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered the scream that sounded in Fang Cai's mind. Faintly, it seems to be very similar to the voice of the little cloud mouse.

"Could it be you?" Looking at the little cloud mouse sleeping on the side, Mu Yiyang murmured softly, gently picked it up, and then put it in his arms.

"It's not too early, we have to keep going!" Glancing at the gray sky, and then at the continuous, seemingly endless ladder to the sky, Mu Yiyang smiled bitterly, and then walked up.

......

On Yuncang Mountain, somewhere in the cave mansion at the inner gate, without warning, a cyan pillar of light suddenly rushed straight into the sky, and then, the surrounding spiritual energy surged violently, forming a whirlpool, circling around the pillar of light at a rapid rate, and then pouring into the cave mansion one after another.

Immediately after, a crisp low cheer came out of it, the spiritual power vortex doubled, and the other two cyan pillars of light rose into the air at the same time, even the void was agitated.

At the same time, among the inner gates, many people sensed the changes in the spiritual power in the air, and flew out of their respective caves, looking at the three cyan pillars of light in the air, with different expressions.

And at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew, and the spiritual energy in the air surged sharply again, and the spiritual power vortex expanded tenfold, and countless spiritual powers gathered towards the cave again, and it came in an instant.

"Boom!"

A moment later, a loud bang suddenly sounded, but three cyan pillars of light suddenly rose into the air again from the cave, carrying a supreme power, and quickly swung towards the surroundings.

"The six pillars are open together! It is actually the six-grade spiritual vein! It seems that there is another genius who is rare in a hundred years in the Heart Cultivation Palace!" In the crowd, a middle-aged man sighed with emotion, and his eyes were full of envy.

"No, the spiritual power in the air has not stopped! more than six pillars!" another old man then arrived, his eyes sharp, and he saw the key point.

Sure enough, just as the old man's words fell, the spiritual power vortex in the air expanded again, and bursts of sonic booms sounded from time to time, strong winds blew through, and three cyan pillars of light suddenly lit up immediately after them, and an even more tyrannical wind swept away from it, and everyone was caught off guard, and they retreated one after another, very embarrassed.

"The Nine Pillars are open! The best spiritual veins are actually peerless Tianjiao that is rare once in a thousand years!"

"Oh my God, isn't that the cave mansion of Lin Xi, the young master of the Heart Cultivation Palace?"

"First the eight-rank spiritual vein, followed by the nine-grade spiritual vein, the blessing of the Heart Cultivation Hall is not shallow!"

"Who's to say it's not......"