One thousand meters of the sky outside the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion, one hundred and thirty-eight people were standing, and the aura on each of them was extremely strong. Compared to these old disciples in the inner hall of the Blue Emperor Sect, the aura that emanated from Zhang Yan's body seemed to be a little unimpressive.

Among the six of them, Antonye's realm was the highest, and the aura he exuded was naturally the strongest among them.

And Zhang Yan was the lowest among all the disciples of the inner hall, the Xuanhuang Realm, and among the four Yan Mu Ling, Shen Zhinuo's half-step Xuan Emperor Realm was the strongest, and Yan Mu Ling and Lin Gu were the masters of the Xuan Soul Realm.

And Que Fei is even more Xiaocheng in the Xuan Soul Realm, although he has reached the edge of breakthrough, Que Fei is still the weakest among them.

Because of the difference in realm, even if Zhang Yan passed the three levels with his own strength, he still couldn't help but cast contemptuous and contemptuous glances at them from those arrogant disciples of the Inner Hall of the Blue Emperor Sect.

Not taking the contemptuous and bantering eyes around him to heart, Zhang Yan's gaze was fixed on the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion thousands of kilometers away.

The entire Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion was shrouded in a turquoise streamer, and a powerful invisible force blocked out all perceptions, unable to perceive what kind of magic and mystery the power was.

Last night, he looked through the ancient book he had obtained from the Longquan Sage, and only then did he know the origin of the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion.

The Flood Desolation Qingxuan Pavilion, built by a sage of the Flood Desolation who once crisscrossed Wuzhou, is not an artifact, but a unique space of its own, which is incomparably mysterious, for cultivation.

But what Zhang Yan learned from that book was only a little bit about the Honghuang Qingxuan Pagoda, a little fur without half a trace of flesh.

"I don't know what the Emperor Sect Master will say?" Lin Gu said lightly, his eyes glancing at the desolate Qingxuan Pagoda from time to time.

"Eighty percent is the way of cultivation, and it can be regarded as a kind of teaching for us, and it is also a good thing to be able to take one less detour in our future cultivation. An Dongye looked at the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion with an indifferent expression, and a strange light flashed in his pupils.

"The people who saw this didn't seem to be all the Inner Hall disciples of the Blue Emperor Sect. Que Fei looked around the crowd and said.

"The cultivation of the disciples in the inner hall of the Boundary Pool Hall is all done by themselves, only occasionally the elders and sect masters of the Blue Emperor Sect will come to teach some cultivation methods, explain some of the confusion of everyone, and turn back the detours that the disciples have taken in cultivation. An Dongye smiled indifferently: "But not everyone among the two hundred and six disciples in the inner hall of the Blue Emperor Sect needs that kind of explanation, and there are many strong people hidden in the Blue Emperor Sect, at least they belong to the existence of Qingyang's level." ”

"Is there such a person in the Blue Emperor Sect?" Lin Gu said in shock.

An Dongye shook his head helplessly, and said: "There are all eight major sects in the Boundary Pool Palace, and those guys are in retreat all the year round, and there are both young and old, and they are completely blind to the things outside the window, and they are only cultivating madmen who only seek a breakthrough in the realm. They are the strongest disciples in each sect. ”

"The Boundary Pool Hall only recruits a hundred disciples each time, but why are there so many disciples in the Boundary Pool Palace?"

"The disciples of the Boundary Pool Hall are not only those of us who have been selected through selection from the four major academies and those large and small forces, but also some powerful people of the forces, the elders of the family, so it is not surprising that one day you will see the patriarch of a certain family of the Longjiang Empire wearing this kind of badge on our body in the Boundary Pool Palace. Because they are the disciples of the inner hall of the Boundary Pond Temple. An Dongye pointed to the badge on the shirt on his chest that was engraved with a thousand thousand mountain peaks, and at this time, the badge of the disciples of the inner hall of the Boundary Pool Palace, the thousand thousand mountain peaks on it were exactly what the Boundary Pool Peak looked like.

And Antonye and each of them wore another badge on their chests, a cyan seal engraved with the pavilion, and the pavilion on it was exactly the same as the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion a thousand meters in front of them at this time.

This is the symbol of the disciples of the Blue Emperor Sect.

After a while, the space in front of the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion shook slightly, and he saw Emperor Lianxing slowly walking out of it.

His gaze swept around Zhang Yan's crowd, and his face did not change at all because of the lack of numbers.

With a slight wave of his arm, a huge force surged between heaven and earth, and he saw one hundred and sixty-eight futon mats instantly appear in front of the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion.

"Each of you finds a place to sit down, and then begins to explain your doubts. Emperor Lian Xing said softly, and a cushion appeared out of thin air under his feet, but it was much larger than what Zhang Yan was sitting on.

One hundred and sixty-eight people settled down one after another, and then began to listen carefully to the teachings of Emperor Lianxing.

"Today, let's talk about the fusion of the beast soul essence, some of you have reached the peak of the Xuandi Realm, and there is only one step away from breaking through to the Xuanhua Realm, and this step depends on whether the fusion with the beast soul seems to be successful. ”

"Choosing a beast soul spirit will generally choose one stronger than oneself, of course, there are exceptions, some people will choose a beast soul spirit that is weaker than their own strength, but that beast soul spirit must match his own strength and attributes, otherwise there is no way to fuse successfully. ”

"There are two other points that must be considered in the choice of the beast soul spirit, that is, after fusing the beast soul spirit, you can enhance the strengths and abilities of one of your own sides, or make up for your own weaknesses and abilities, so that your strength can be balanced and closer to the point of perfection. ”

"When fusing the beast soul spirit, we separate the soul body from the physical body, use our huge soul power to erase the consciousness of the beast soul spirit, and then fuse it. That way it won't cause the beast soul to turn against its master and occupy its body. ”

"Because when fusing the soul of the beast, due to the consumption of soul power, it will involve the weakness of the physical body, so when merging, try to let people you can trust to protect the Dharma for yourself and ensure the integrity of the fusion. ”

"Once it is interfered with by outsiders when fusing the spirit of the beast soul, it is very likely to cause the soul body to be injured by the beast soul, or even be devoured by the beast soul in turn, which means real death at that time. Because whether it is the Xuanhua Realm or the Xuanzun Realm, the time for the soul sports body to be isolated is limited, and once the limited time is exceeded, if the two do not merge into one again, death will also befall him. ”

"Fusion of the beast soul spirit, we can borrow a little foreign object to suppress the power of the beast soul, or we can take some special pills to increase the success rate of fusion. ”

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When Emperor Lianxing was giving a lecture in front of the Honghuang Qingxuan Pavilion, Zhang Yan, who was sitting on the futon mat, had silently lowered his head and fell asleep.

For him, who could not break through the Xuanhuang Realm, he didn't need to care about the fusion of the beast soul essence when breaking through from the Xuandi Realm to the Xuanhua Realm now, and what he was most concerned about in the realm now was only the soul level.

But compared to the Emperor Refining in the early stage of the Xuan Emperor Realm, he believed in Longquan Sword and Yuan Mu Lao and the others, after all, the gap between the Xuan Saint Realm and the Xuan Zun Realm was too big, and the avenues and methods that the Holy Realm powerhouses had comprehended from the cultivation path must have been more comprehensive and perfect than those comprehended by the Venerable-level powerhouses.

So when Emperor Lianxing opened his mouth for half an hour, Zhang Yan decisively chose to fall asleep.

But he didn't feel good when he fell asleep, and familiar cheeks appeared in his dreams, and after eight years, those faces made him feel a little strange, but they were so familiar.

And in the end, the scene in the dream changed to the scene from 100,000 years ago.

A purple shadow turned into a streamer and disappeared outside the nine heavens, and a crystal clear purple tear slipped down from the cheek that was so beautiful that the world was discolored, and fell to the earth, and a purple lake appeared on the vast earth.

The dim and low sky turned a dreamy purple little by little, and then a strange purple light rain began to fall, and the purple instantly enveloped the entire continent.

Only the sound of rain remained in the heavens and the earth.

On the canopy, a chaotic crack began to gradually close, and finally disappeared completely.

However, suddenly a black thunderbolt fell from the sky and fell on him in his dream.

Outside the dream, Zhang Yan's body trembled suddenly, and then his eyes suddenly opened, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, his forehead was already covered with sweat, and his heartbeat was several times faster than usual.

Zhang Yan shook his head fiercely, only to feel that his mind was in chaos, and the last scene in the dream could not be condensed, and it became so blurry.

Slowly closing his eyes and gradually stabilizing his disordered mind, Zhang Yan slowly exhaled a turbid breath.

One name after another appeared in his mind, but Zhang Yan locked on the words that seemed to glow with purple light.

Long Zizhu!

whispered it in his mouth, but Yan Muling beside him heard it clearly.

The latter bit her thin lips lightly, and a look of struggle appeared on her cheeks, she knew that the former had just dreamed, and he must have dreamed of the person who had been waiting for 100,000 years.

Long Zizhu!

"Teacher, should I tell Yan?" asked Yan Mu Ling in a weak voice in his heart.

"The authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear, the identity of Xuan Hongyan can't be told to him yet, he will definitely find out what he thinks in his heart to verify. That key is not in your hands, but in the hands of Broken Red Aya, whether to open the memory sealed in Zhang Yan's mind, you have to Break Red Aya's own decision!" Ancient Vermilion Bird sighed faintly, and said: "The love between men and women is a red and mundane thing, which makes people happy, but it also makes people physically and mentally haggard. ”

Hearing this, Yan Muling immediately nodded, looked at Zhang Yan beside him, and comforted him softly: "Yan, are you okay?"

"Silly girl, don't worry, I'm fine. Zhang Yan let out a long breath and smiled.

Although she heard Zhang Yan say this, Yan Muling's heart was full of pain, and she didn't want to see her loved one struggling so painfully.

"Iwa, that ......"

As soon as the words in Yan Mu Ling's thin lips came out, they were interrupted by the coughing sound of Emperor Lianxing, and they immediately took it back in embarrassment.

His eyes glanced at the figures of Zhang Yan and Yan Muling, and then stayed on the former for a few more moments, then shifted away and continued to answer questions for the rest of the people.

He closed his eyes for a moment, and the lecture of Emperor Lianxing was over.

"That's all for today's lecture, and everyone disperses. ”

"Yes, Sect Master!"

Zhang Yan slowly stood up and was about to walk towards Song Lone, but was stopped by Emperor Lianxing.

"Yan Lei, you come with me. Emperor Lian said kindly, but everyone's eyes turned back.

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, and said to An Dongye beside him: "Lao Ye, you help me find Song Lin and ask." ”

Hearing this, An Dongye immediately nodded and walked towards Song Lone.

He looked at Yan Muling and the others with soft eyes, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay!" After speaking, he walked slowly towards Emperor Lianxing.

"Sect Master!" Zhang Yan bowed respectfully.

And Emperor Lianxing directly smiled lightly, grabbed his shoulders and disappeared into the eyes of everyone.