Chapter 1191: A Pen

"Boy, this seat wants to tell you that you can only choose to meditate on three doors of the nine gates, of course, this is when you first came, if you have a big contribution later, participate in the test, and be promoted all the way, it will be possible to meditate on the nine gates..."

Aotian was thinking deeply about which three doors to choose first at this moment, and did not pay attention to Miao Yulan's situation.

"Magnolia, you're really early. ”

A voice full of male magnetism came, and a handsome and unfashionable man appeared.

"Yo, a new cultivator has arrived, someone who has transferred to the class...", the sound of surprise echoed around.

The pensive Aotian turned his head and looked at the comer.

"This person's name is Dongyang Mo, the background is not ordinary, you are here to transfer here, we will graduate soon, although the members of the entire Tianzi cultivation class can graduate a long time ago, but they all rely on the end of the deadline for cultivation, this guy is ruthless and jealous, you have to be careful." Miao Yulan transmitted the message to Aotiandao.

Aotian frowned, and turned out the record of the name Dongyang Mo in his memory.

In the book that Chi Yunxian gave him, there was a record that the members of the Tianzi cultivation class were not counted among his ten thousand, and the tenth of them was this Dongyang Mo, who was the most powerful force in the Dongyang Great World, and a descendant of the Dongyang family. And this Miao Yulan is in the fifteenth place, she is a member of the Miao Zhai clan in the Xuanhuang Great World, what kind of force it is, he doesn't know, but this Dongyang Mo gives him a terrible feeling, it can be compared to Ziyu, and Miao Yulan is also extraordinary, even if the two guys are not immortal kings, they are comparable to ordinary immortal kings, very terrifying.

Dongyang Mo's eyes were slightly cold when he looked at Aotian, and then he said with a smile: "Is this little brother of the Dragon Clan from the Ancestral Dragon World?"

Miao Yulan also looked at Aotian.

Aotian looked at Dongyang Mo, although his cultivation was low, but the various experiences were compared to Dongyang Mo's existence, which had only lived for about 100,000 years, he clearly saw a hidden anger in Dongyang Mo's eyes, and a cold killing intent coexisted.

"Exactly. Aotian said lightly, his expression calm and indifferent.

Dongyang Mo suddenly smiled, smiled slightly coldly, came to Aotian and looked at Aotian.

"Boy, even if you come from the Great Ancestral Dragon World, as a transfer student, you who have cultivated to an inferior level, some people can't touch you. ”

Dongyang Mo looked at Aotian deeply, turned his head to look at Miao Yulan, and said with fiery eyes: "Yulan, what are you doing outside the door, let's go in." ”

Miao Yulan looked at Dongyang Mo lightly, and said casually: "There is no one inside, it's better to stay outside." ”

"Well, I'll accompany you. Dongyang Mo smiled.

Looking at Dongyang Mo's back, Aotian sneered in his heart, and actually threatened him.

He didn't care about Dongyang Mo's threat, now he couldn't resist such an existence, he estimated that he was doing his best now, and if he fought to the death, he could fight against the five heavens of the ancestral realm, but this was also speculation, and he didn't know what it was.

Thinking about it, he looked back and forth at the ancient characters on the nine gates, and finally thought about it.

"Jueshen is a must-learn, open the talent supernatural power, I don't know if I still have the hidden talent supernatural power. Self-cultivation must also be learned, so the last one will be set on the door of 'turning the god' for the time being. ”

Originally, he was hesitant in the two doors of 'turning gods' and 'turning yuan', but before, he mended the heavens and transformed the gods, which gave him an idea in his heart, the mystery of the mending art is infinitely terrifying, if he can deeply understand the mysteries of the gods, he may be able to complete the cultivation of the mending saint chapter more quickly, open the mending immortal chapter, and at that time, will the mending immortal chapter also change and return to the source, which makes him have some expectations.

With the passage of time, a person with an extraordinary temperament and a terrifying cultivation came to him.

As a newcomer, Aotian is very eye-catching, and has been noticed by some Tianjiao, but few Tianjiao have come to ask, and even some Tianjiao are very proud, and they don't care that there is one more person in their Tianzi cultivation class.

As there were more and more people, Aotian looked at the light gate of the 'Jueshen' that those guys all walked into.

"Yulan, they're all in, and the mentor should also come later, let's go in. Dongyang Mo said with a smile, looking at Miao Yulan's delicate and beautiful face.

Miao Yulan glanced at Aotian, suddenly remembered something, and sent a voice to Aotiandao: "Dragon Boy, I almost forgot to tell you, today is Monday, and it is a class of meditation 'Awakening God', and Tuesday to Sunday correspond to 'Mind Cultivation', 'Clarity', 'Self-cultivation', 'Turning Spirit', 'Creation', 'Crossing Spirit', 'Moke' and 'Turning Yuan'. ”

"Zhou Jiu..."Aotian was puzzled, and couldn't help but be a little stunned.

"Boy, the algorithm of the years of the Broken Era is different from the past, there are nine days in a week here, and nine is the extreme, so like this, don't be stunned, come in, your mentor is here. Shi Lao spoke up and explained to Aotian.

Hearing this, Aotian suddenly understood, looked at Miao Yulan and cast a look of thanks, and then walked into the light door of 'Jueshen'.

Dongyang Mo looked at the light door that Aotian had not entered the 'Jueshen', and a wave of anger flashed in his eyes, and he passed away quietly.

Not far from him, Miao Yulan felt something, and said lightly: "Dongyang Mo, this kid who came from the transfer class has an extraordinary background, don't do anything stupid when graduation is coming." ”

When Dongyang Mo heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, and said loudly: "Yulan, are you caring about me?" Don't worry, it's just a kid who hasn't reached the realm of a Titled Venerable, how can this seat care." ”

Miao Yulan smiled faintly and walked into the good light gate of 'Jueshen', and at the same time two words echoed in her mind, "Mentally retarded." ”

Everything about the 'Jueshen' light gate made Aotian a little stunned.

The scene at the scene, all the furnishings reminded him of the Taoist Ancestral Hall.

In front of it is a nine-story high step, there is a futon above the nine floors, glowing with golden light, there is a yellow breath in the spray, in the center of the steps, there is a bronze Ding furnace, there are nine ears, the fragrance is diffuse, echoing in all directions.

Aotian inhaled slightly, only to feel that the Lingtai was extremely clear, and this strange fragrance had the effect of concentrating and purifying the heart.

Behind the left and right of the Ding furnace, there are a lot of futons with a distance of several meters between the front and back, diffuse with brilliance, very extraordinary, and there are men and women with extraordinary temperament sitting on them, they are looking at him.

Aotian searched and found that only two futons were empty, that is, the first and second rows in front, and those two positions were definitely not his.

Soon, Miao Yulan came in and saw Aotian in a daze, so she laughed and said, "Boy, you must have found that there is no futon for you here, but it doesn't matter, the tutor is here, and the tutor will add one to you later." ”

After that, Miao Yulan swayed her graceful figure and came to an empty futon in the second row to sit cross-legged, sitting in a dignified and beautiful posture.

Dongyang Mo took a deep look at Aotian and walked to an empty futon in the first row and sat down.

"Boy, it's early. ”

Suddenly, a voice came, and Aotian heard it, isn't this the voice of Chiyun Xian? Could it be that the instructor of the lecture of 'Jueshen' is him!

Chiyunxian smiled, passing by Aotian, his steps were slightly slow, but he gave people an extremely harmonious charm, and there was a rhyme between his steps.

Chiyun Immortal came to the ninth floor of the high level, condescending, sitting cross-legged on the futon, looking at all the cultivators below, and his voice was solemn and vicissitudes.

"Today, there will be a new cultivator joining the Tianzi Cultivation Class, although he is a transferor, but he will spend ten thousand years with you in the future. Chi Yunxian looked at Aotian and said, "Introduce yourself." ”

When Aotian heard this, he found that there were only a few eyes looking at him, and he was not embarrassed, and he introduced himself lightly.

"Everyone, you are friendly, you are in the lower Aotian, from the Ancestral Dragon World. ”

Chi Yunxian smiled, looked at Ao Tian very interestingly, and said loudly: "Since everyone knows Ao Tian, then Ao Tian you can also take a seat." ”

For a while, Chiyun Immortal's palm was lightly raised, and between the waves of his sleeves, a stream of Chixia shot out and swept over the Ding Furnace, and the Chixia finally stopped in the back row, and a futon appeared.

Aotian waved slightly towards Chiyun Xian, transported Zhou Tian's ethereal technique to the extreme, came to his futon, and sat down.

Around him, some cultivators looked over slightly, and they were a little strange about his posture.

At this moment, the sound of the avenue is ethereal, and the voice of Chiyunxian is majestic and vicissitudes, like the echo of a bell, and like the sound of soft strings.

"The essence is thickened and the god is empty, the virtual is real, and the spirit is condensed and returned to the void.... All beings are mysterious, the Tao is innate with the body, if you dispel it, think about it first, then look at it, then sound it, and finally feel it... It is difficult to feel it, it is difficult to make disasters, it is difficult to overcome disasters, it is difficult to overcome disasters, it is difficult to pass through this, the spirit is magical, and the heavens are self-contained..."

In the entire Taoist Ancestral Hall, other cultivators had already heard it badly, and they all had awakened their talents, so some were drowsy and wandering in all directions, some were frowning, and some were asleep with their eyes open... And Aotian listened to it like a fascination.

The futon he sat down with a heavy and rich source qi submerged into his body, and the fairy aura curled, enveloping him in a strange fragrance that spread throughout the air, moisturizing his mind.

What Chi Yunxian said opened up a new world for Aotian.

At this moment, in a trance, he felt that his heart was in a static state, but the power of hematopoiesis was generated, and the flow of mana forbidden power was not broken, as if his heart was in a dormant stage.

Slowly, he fell into the realm of emptiness, the whole person was in harmony with heaven and earth, his body was illusory, his breath dissipated, and he sank into the air.

Around Aotian, some cultivators couldn't help but be surprised when they saw Aotian in such a state.

Aotian's mouth and nose sprayed thin Ruixia, and between the swallows, the misty light was permeated.

In this state, the primordial spirit of the primordial god space in his mind was dominant, replacing the physical body, and his whole body was full of colorful Ruixia, which was beautiful, and the ancient aura was permeating, and countless cultivators in the entire Taoist temple were shocked by him.

Chi Yunxian was still lecturing, spitting out a rhyme breath, suppressing the vicissitudes of life, surprise flashed in his eyes, and his gaze fell on Aotian in the back row.

With his great strength, he had insight into Aotian's secrets, and saw that Aotian's primordial spirit had actually replaced the physical body as the dominant cultivator.