The skin is snow-white, the eyebrows are thick and starry, the eyebrows are like the tips of two swords, piercing things directly, and the face is sharp and angular, although he is not particularly handsome, he can be extraordinarily energetic.

The silver lamp turned into a little silver light and dissipated, and the gray spark did not enter his eyebrows.

Mu Zi really wanted to open his eyes, and Yun Lao's voice came into his ears, "Continue to cultivate, and step into the Gu Dan realm in one go." ”

In the Lingji Prefecture of Tianqing Domain, in a side hall, tens of thousands of flames are suspended in the air, without core and oil, burning out of thin air, lined up in hundreds of rows, forming a flame ladder, and the more the flames rise, the more vigorous they become.

Looking closely at each cluster of flames, there are thousands of scenes inside, but they are hazy and can't tell the truth, and they are extremely strange.

A figure sat cross-legged, in a black robe and a black hat, this outfit was matched with tens of thousands of flames, which was extremely weird.

In the bottom row and on the far left, a few sparks exploded, and a cluster of flames was about to be extinguished, and the man wearing the black hat immediately looked over, in fact, he did not move at all, this 'look' is a very strong feeling.

The sparks dissipated one by one, and suddenly, the flames that should have been gray and cold from the embers burned inexplicably, and there was a tendency to burn more and more.

The black-robed man sighed lightly and muttered in a low voice: "Could it be that this is the so-called variable?"

With a wave of his robe, the flame floated in the air and disappeared into his sleeve.

In the thirteen domains of the Xiuzhen Realm, there are many hundred races, and the human race is only one of them, and its status is only in the middle and lower.

This is the Western Wasteland, nineteen states, each with at least millions of square kilometers.

The human race immortal cultivation forces are divided into seven grades, one is the seventh, and the last is the seventh.

'Psychic, metamorphosis, natal life, Jindan, Yuanying, returning to the truth, cave void, Mahayana, ascending immortals', cultivating the nine realms, each realm has four layers, and one realm ascends to the sky.

This city is called Sanqiu City, with a population of more than 100,000 people, and is located in the corner of Zhuozhou.

Every ten years in Zhuozhou, there is a grand event 'Xianyuan Conference', that is, the major immortal sects and families recruit disciples, and the location is 'Huitianyuan' in the Chifeng Mountains.

There will even be forces from other states involved, including many third-grade and fourth-grade sects, and these forces are also among the best in the entire Zhuozhou.

In the first three months of the conference, each city will be preliminarily selected, and those who pass will be sent to Huitianyuan by spiritual boat.

In the central square of the city, tens of thousands of people are surging, and the noise is abnormal.

A spirit boat hangs in the middle, 100 zhang long and nine zhang high, build a three-storey attic, carve a dragon and carve a phoenix, the purple spiritual light is bright, and the atmosphere is magnificent.

A high platform was set up in front of the boat, and the seven formations on the platform were full of spiritual light, and there were two white-robed monks next to each formation.

An old man appeared at the head of the spirit, looked down at the audience condescendingly, coughed lightly, like a grand bell blowing up the square for a while, and said lightly: "Under twenty, the lowest psychic mid-stage, twenty to thirty, the lowest psychic peak, those who meet the conditions will come to the stage to be tested, and board the spirit boat through the nameplate." ”

A famous monk came to the stage to test, a few families were happy and a few were sad, although it was only a primary election, not to mention the age realm, and those whose spiritual roots were not in the Xuan Pin, could not pass at all.

Spiritual root, the root of the monk, the level of the spiritual root determines the speed of cultivation, the attribute of the spiritual root determines the exercise, and the exercise determines the purity of the spiritual power, and the more pure the spiritual root, the higher the qualification.

The monk's body contains various spiritual power attributes, and the spirit body is more than fifty percent of a certain attribute of the body, and it is consistent with the spiritual root attribute, the Dao body is seventy percent, and the immortal body reaches ninety percent of the terrifying.

The speed at which a monk absorbs spiritual power depends on the spiritual root, so the more the physique matches the spiritual root, and the more spiritual power is absorbed by the dantian meridians.

"Wow..."

The crowd exploded, a formation light curtain on the stage, and the fire system was full of spiritual light, like a rising red sun, through the spiritual light, a straight figure could be faintly seen,

A white-robed monk next to the formation sang loudly: "Dai Taihe, the twenty-seventh year of the year, the fire spirit Dao body." ”

The old man standing at the head of the boat, with a smile on his face as a flower, his body was shining, floating down from the boat on the high platform, standing outside the formation.

The formation stopped running, and the figure was revealed, it was the Dai Tai River who stepped into the cultivation realm with Mu Zizhen, but how could there be any embarrassment in the future, a black robe, a dignified body, dignified appearance, handsome and extraordinary.

The old man took two steps forward, affectionately took Dai Taihe's hands, and complimented: "Haha... I never thought that this small town, with a genius like you, has a bright future, a bright future!"

I can't help if he doesn't slip his beard and pat the horse, 'Dao Body', all major forces will scramble to grab it, and after a Immortal Yuan Conference, there may not be a Dao Body, remember that the last time it appeared was thirty years ago.

Don't look at him as weak today, but once he joins the Immortal Sect and worships under the knees of a certain power, he can only look up.

"The seniors have won the award, and you have worked hard all the way. "Dai Taihe is not arrogant or impatient, and he is polite and gentle.

"Good, quick... Come with me to the ark and rest. As soon as the old man led his hand, he was about to fly on the spirit boat with the Dai Tai River.

"Seniors are slow, treat me goodbye to my teacher, without her, even if the Taoist body is added, it is also useless. After Dai Taihe finished speaking, he walked off the high platform, stopped in front of a middle-aged woman, lifted his black robe, knelt down with a bang, and bowed respectfully before getting on the spiritual boat.

When everyone saw this scene, they all praised it in their hearts.

"Huh... Hypocrite, white-eyed wolf. Naturally, it was Mu Zizhen who spoke, seeing this scene from afar, how could he not understand Dai Taihe's nature?

"That's the way to survive. Yun Lao didn't care.

"Master, why do you have to drive me away?" Mu Zizhen turned his head to stare at Yun Lao.

"There is still work to be done for the teacher. ”

"Then where do I find you in the future?"

"You don't need to look for it, when you can deter the party, I will appear. ”

"Ruthless! That is to say, if there is a chance, you will see it, and if you don't have a chance, you will say goodbye!" Mu Zizhen pouted.

"Haha... That's it. ”

"But why do you want me to worship the 'Qianyun Sect'?"

"You like the way of the sword, look at Zhuozhou, and their family can still be seen, but now it is in decline, and it used to be a second-grade sect. ”

"You can't look down on this, you can't look down on that, why don't you teach me Taoism and swordsmanship?"

"In the past few years, in addition to cultivating and consolidating the realm, you have been studying your eyes for the rest of the time, and you don't have time to teach if you want to!"

Mu Zizhen rolled his eyes, excuses, all excuses.

With the assets of his Thunder Spirit Body, he cultivated in the middle of the mortal realm, and there was naturally no problem through the test, which caused an exclamation, but with the Dao Body in front, his momentum was much weaker.

On the boat, in the hall on the first floor, with Mu Zizhen stepping in, a gaze firmly locked on him, it was Dai Taihe.

He looked at Mu Zizhen very familiarly, and the previous Ah Zhen had seven points of similarity, but his heart was uncertain, when he entered the city, he was lucky to worship a Xiuzhen family in this city, and learned the reason for the formation of the city gate.

He thinks that Ah Zhen has no spiritual roots, and looking at Ah Zhen's state at that time, there is absolutely no life or death.

But after all, he couldn't suppress the suspicion in his heart, took a few steps forward, and blocked Mu Zizhen with a smile on his face.

just looked at Mu Zizhen with a smile and said nothing.

"This fellow Daoist, we know each other?" Mu Zizhen frowned, pretending to be suspicious.

"No... I don't know, my Taoist friend is very similar to a good brother of mine, his name is Ah Zhen. ”

"Oh! That's a coincidence, my name is Mu Zizhen. ”

"Yes, what a coincidence!" Dai Taihe breathed a sigh of relief and dispelled his suspicions, Sanqiu City's cultivation level was backward, with Ah Zhen's injury at the beginning, even a big force would have to use all means to save him, not to mention that he didn't have a spiritual root.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and each sat down.

Half a day later, the boat shook and floated into the air.

Mu Zizhen stood at the stern of the boat, looking down, and a rickety figure was standing at the head of the city and looking up.

My heart warmed, and I silently called Master in my heart.

That year, his name was Ah Zhen, fifteen years old, and he was lying on the ground with his last breath, and he passed under the city.

This year, his name was Mu Zizhen, nineteen years old, the void boat was fluttering, and he stood at the head of the city.