The sound was like thunder, resounding in the sky, and the body was like a white rainbow, flying out of the pavilion.

In just a few blinks of an eye, the figure of an old man appeared out of thin air on the 'Donglai Square'.

The old man seemed to be very old, his face was like old bark, densely covered with black spots, his hair and beard were dyed silver and white by the years, and he was dressed in a black brocade robe, which tightly wrapped his body.

The old man's body exuded heavy fluctuations, vaguely, like wind and thunder. Between the eyebrows, there was a sword qi roaring out.

"Uncle Shi. When Murong Yelun and the others saw the old man, they hurriedly greeted him.

"Hmm. The old man replied casually, and his eyes fell on Ye Junlin's body.

"At a young age, I comprehended such a high-level 'sword intent', but my cultivation was a little weaker. The old man said, but his face showed a look of appreciation.

"Since, Old Song blames you for having such a high vision and disliking this kid's low cultivation, then I will accept him as an apprentice. The Supreme Elder said.

"Old Monster Xu, you think beautifully, did the old man say that I won't accept this kid as an apprentice?" 'Old Monster Song' said slightly angrily.

"Old Monster Song, this kid is the first thing I fell in love with!" 'Old Monster Xu' said, suddenly becoming very excited: "This kid, where were you during the game?

"Hahahaha" 'Old Monster Song' laughed: "If I hadn't watched the whole thing, would I have been able to come out in such a timely manner?"

"You!" 'Old Monster Xu' was speechless for a while: "You quibble!"

Two nearly 100-year-old men, like two competitive children, actually quarreled.

Everyone watched this scene blankly and didn't dare to interject.

Yang Gongcheng suddenly remembered something, and he slowly explained to Ye Junlin:

The two old men, one named 'Song Jinghong' and the other named 'Xu Guoyu', are the oldest generation in this 'Sea of Purple Clouds'. The two old men are both middle-level Xuanshi cultivators. Xu Guoyu practiced the 'Wood Attribute', while Song Jinghong practiced the 'Wind and Thunder Dual Attribute'.

The two old men have been fighting each other since they were teenagers, and they are still doing so after this sixtieth year

After a long time, the two old men finally stopped, and both of them were panting as if they had experienced a great battle.

Song Jinghong turned his head, pointed at Ye Junlin and said, "Old Monster Xu, it's not interesting for the two of us to quarrel like this, I think it's more convincing to let this kid choose by himself." ”

"Okay!" Xu Guoyu said categorically.

The eyes of the two old men fell on Ye Junlin's body at the same time. This time it was the turn of Ye Junlin.

"Boy, you say, which of the two of us is more suitable to be your master?" Song Jinghong asked very domineeringly.

"This and this" Ye Junlin hesitated, and it was very difficult to make a choice.

All of a sudden, the situation froze again.

Silence, or silence.

"Boy, you have a choice. Xu Guoyu, who has always been quite patient, has also become unconfident at this time.

"Eh, can I worship the two of you as teachers at the same time?" Ye Jun said ingeniously.

"You kid, you're really greedy!" Song Jinghong said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"Well, since Elder Song doesn't agree, then the kid can only choose Elder Xu as his teacher. Ye Junlin said, a hint of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"Wait!" Song Jinghong was anxious: "Who said that the old man disagreed!"

"Oh?" Ye Junlin's heart was already snickering.

"That's it, in a month, half of the time you go to 'Old Monster Xu', and half of the time you go to mine!" Song Jinghong was afraid that there would be another accident, so he hurriedly said.

"Okay!" Xu Guoyu also said that he had no objection.

"Disciple Ye Junlin, meet the two masters. Ye Junlin knelt down and kowtowed three times to the two old men.

The two old men laughed at the same time, they were very happy to receive an apprentice like Ye Junlin.

Teacher, so preach and teach to solve doubts. In a person's life, he will meet many people, and a very small part of these people will become his own teachers and guide him forward.

Although Ye Junlin has already worshipped Mo Kui as his teacher, this does not affect him from worshipping other people as his teacher.

Song Jinghong's face showed an extremely happy look, the space ring on his hand flashed slightly, and then a set of armor shining with thunder and lightning runes appeared on his hand.

"This is the 'Purple Thunder Armor', it is a high-level mortal weapon, so it should be a gift from the teacher. Song Jinghong said, glancing at Xu Guoyu proudly.

Xu Guoyu did not show weakness, and also took out a white jade vial from the space ring.

"This is the second-order elixir 'Healing Pill', it allows you to recover from your injuries quickly in a few breaths. ”

Ye Junlin took the armor and elixir, and thanked him: "Junlin has thanked the two masters. ”

The two old men smiled and helped Ye Junlin up.

Xu Guoyu said: "Tomorrow is the first day of the new year, and in the first month and a half, you will follow me to practice." ”

After hearing this, Song Jinghong immediately retorted: "Why do you want to cultivate with you in the first half of the month? I think the first half of the month should follow me to cultivate!"

"Good, good, good. I followed you to practice for the first half of the month!" Xu Guoyu was too lazy to quarrel with Song Jinghong again, and agreed without thinking about it

Time flies, and it's another month.

In the past month, Ye Junlin, under the guidance of Xu Guoyu and Song Jinghong, his cultivation speed can be described as a thousand miles a day. In just over a month, he had vaguely touched the edge of a high-level mystic in the early stage of the middle-level mystic.

The breakthrough is just a few days away.

One evening, Ye Junlin, who was cultivating, only felt a burst of enthusiasm in his dantian, and a huge energy seemed to be about to burst his dantian.

"It's finally time to break through!" Ye Junlin let out a long sigh and immediately sat down cross-legged.

From the middle-level mystic, to the high-level mysterious, what you have to do is to condense all the nine mystical veins that have been broadened into one. This process is extremely arduous, and the cultivators themselves have to endure great suffering.

Many people are forced to terminate the process of this breakthrough because of great pain, which has caused irreparable trauma, and if they break through again, there is little hope.

Ye Junlin quietly refined this energy, slowly condensing the nine Xuan veins together

The overlap of the first and second Xuan veins was extremely painful, Ye Junlin condensed, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his whole body was like countless tiny needle tips, stinging every inch of his skin.

"Ahh

In an instant, Ye Junlin's whole body was surrounded by a pale green light, and the pain that pierced his heart weakened a little. The two Xuan veins, under the guidance of Ye Junlin, slowly condensed together.

"Whew-" Ye Junlin let out a long breath and continued to condense the next Xuan vein

The further back it coaggrets, the more intense the pain feels.

In the endless pain, Ye Junlin gritted his teeth tightly, and slowly condensed the Xuan veins together one by one

At the moment when all the Xuan veins were condensed together, Ye Junlin's whole body erupted with a colorful pillar of light, which soared straight into the sky, shaking the sky and the earth.

"Haha" On the top floor of the Donglai Hall, Song Jinghong and Xu Guoyu glanced at each other, and a happy smile bloomed on their faces.

But at this moment, in the distant sky, a thunderclap suddenly sounded, and then the snow feathers scattered in all directions