At the dantian, the vortex of spiritual power that was originally suppressed by himself slowly opened, and as Kong Laosan let go of his heart, a faint pulling force escaped, and suddenly, around the wooden house, countless innocent spiritual lights invisible to the naked eye converged, and under this pulling force, it slowly sank into Kong Laosan's body.

After a full three hours, Kong Laosan's breath suddenly lifted, and the spiritual power that had slowly submerged into his body was like a funnel poured into his body, and the gathering speed increased by more than two times, and after another half an hour, after the breath of his body calmed down, a breath that was several times stronger than before escaped.

Clenched his fists, Kong Laosan's face showed a hint of joy, and he naturally broke through to the sixth layer of qi refining, without the slightest obstacle, obviously the previous accumulation was quite strong.

In the next few days, Kong Laosan locked himself in the wooden house, and after thoroughly studying the contents of the three wooden boxes, he began to refine the tungsten steel bracelet and the crocodile sword.

There was an experience of refining and tying immortal ropes, this time although the tungsten steel bracelet and the crocodile sword had more spirit patterns and stronger power, they really started refining, but it was much simpler, and it only took two days to expand the power of divine thoughts to the spirit patterns.

With the movement of Kong Laosan's mind, the tungsten steel bracelet trembled, and the black light on it was released, and the shadow of the bracelet the size of the pot lid wrapped itself whole, with the increase of the infusion of spiritual power, the phantom became more and more condensed, giving people a sense of indestructible heaviness, but under such a urging, the spiritual power consumed was really amazing, with his current realm of refining qi at the sixth layer, under the full urging, I am afraid that the spiritual power will be exhausted in less than half an hour, if it is fought with others, under the situation of being attacked, the time that can be held is even shorter.

Compared with the tungsten steel bracelet, the crocodile sword does not consume much spiritual power, but it relies on the power of divine thought to control, under the urging of spiritual power, the palm-sized small sword trembled, turning into a three-foot length, covered in white bones, and at a glance, it was like a white jade carving, dazzling people's eyes.

More than two months later, with the ringing of three quaint bells, under the Tongtian Peak, countless outer disciples crowded, all gathered, after six years of getting along, these disciples seem to have become familiar with each other, the rules in the door have been understood, and there is no such restraint when they first arrived, they are talking and laughing with each other, and the whole scene is extremely noisy.

Most of these disciples were eighteen or nineteen years old, and they were in the heat of blood, and they had never seen the cruelty of life and death in the immortal cultivation world, so they didn't realize how dangerous this trial was, and even a dozen or so disciples of the sixth level of qi refining got together to discuss and prepare to go to the depths of the Burial Demon Mountain to explore the secrets.

Secretly shook his head, they were not familiar with each other, Kong Laosan naturally didn't say much, he fell alone in the corner, occasionally teasing the three red blood-crowned snakes in his cuffs, while waiting quietly.

This time, Kong Laosan almost brought all his belongings with him, and even the three young snakes who did not have much combat power were not spared, and he had a desperate attitude.

Half an hour later, as two rays of spiritual light descended from the peak, the originally chaotic scene suddenly stagnated, and under the maintenance of some inner disciples around, soon, two long lines lined up.

The two elders, a man and a woman, the man was about fifty years old, with a black robe and a serious face, and the woman looked much younger, about thirty years old, dressed in a green skirt and her hair in a light bun, and always smiling, looking at the group of young men and women in front of her with interest.

Beside the two elders, there were dozens of inner disciples in blue robes, Kong Laosan swept his eyes, and suddenly found an acquaintance, the Li Xiuchen and Senior Brother Li who brought him here were also impressively listed, but since they came to Qinglingmen, the two have not seen each other, and it has been six years now.

At the same time that Kong Laosan looked at each other, the latter seemed to have a sense, and happened to look in the direction of Kong Laosan, the two glanced at each other, Kong Laosan could clearly perceive a wisp of color flashing in the eyes of this senior brother Li, and then made a mistake as if nothing happened.

The two elders seemed to be taciturn, and when they saw that the team was lined up, the middle-aged Taoist led by him nodded, and said briefly, "The old man's surname is Lei, and he is your uncle, this assessment of the outer disciples will be led by the old man and Xu Daoyou, as for the specific content of the assessment, Xu Daoyou will explain carefully to you on the way, since everyone has arrived, let's set off now!"

The voice fell, and with the shaking of this Elder Lei's sleeves, a cyan building boat fell in front of him, and I don't know what means this Elder Lei used, the original cyan building boat that was only the size of a palm rose against the storm, but with a cup of tea, it had turned into a flying giant boat that covered the sky and the sun, with a length of hundreds of feet, across the void, and the momentum was amazing.

An hour later, the flying giant boat full of outer disciples hummed, turned into a streamer, and at an extreme speed, left the Qingling Gate and galloped away in the direction of the Burial Demon Mountain.

Thousands of feet in the sky, the white clouds are long, and the flying giant boat turns into a streamer, and in the blink of an eye, it has flown out of the end of sight. Looking down from the sky, the whole land has become extremely small, the long river is like an arm, the huge mountain is like a palm, and it seems that the heaven and the earth are held in their hands.

Many outer disciples flew into the sky for the first time, constantly looking downward, their faces full of excitement and curiosity, pointing downward, and making noise.

At the bow of the giant boat, the black-robed old man's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had settled down, and under the light curtain held up around the flying giant boat, it looked unfathomable.

After a while, Kong Laosan also closed his eyes, and the Yin Spirit Sutra slowly opened.

Burial Demon Mountain, the mountains are undulating and undulating, and there is almost no mountaintop.

At this moment, in a vast open space on the periphery of the Burial Demon Mountain, some cultivators with different clothes and costumes gathered together in twos and threes, talking about something idle and boring, most of these cultivators are sixteen or seventeen years old, but there are also some middle-aged people who look to be over thirty years old, most of them are unkempt, some are sloppy, many cultivators have colorful pockets hanging on their bodies, which seem to contain pill runes and the like, and some look like beggars among cultivators.

"General Peng, when did you say that the people from the Qinyang Dao Palace and the Qingling Sect will come? Our disciples of the Liuhe Sect have been waiting here for three days, they won't stop coming, right?"

The person called "General Peng" was a young man in his early twenties, wearing a shabby cloth shirt, and his slightly bulging nose was extremely conspicuous, and the whole person looked a little gloomy. On the other side, a fox-faced young man who looked about the same age looked at the sky and complained with some dissatisfaction.

"Hmph, how do I know? I don't know what those old guys in the sect think, this time I actually have to test with the outer disciples of Qinyang Dao Palace and Qingling Sect, don't look at our almost 100,000 disciples here, like you and me, it is difficult to reach the sixth level of qi refining. ”

The Peng-nosed youth snorted coldly and glanced at the surrounding disciples with a look of disdain.

"General Peng, don't let others have the ambition to destroy your own prestige, I don't believe how powerful the disciples of Qinyang Dao Palace and Qinglingmen are, even if their strength is higher than ours, I'm afraid it's very limited, can they really compare to that kid of the ugly five?"

The fox-faced young man shook his head, looking very disapproving.

"Hmph, the person who peeps into the sky in the well, the ugly five's kid wind and thunder dual-attribute spiritual root is indeed extraordinary, but if you want to compete with the real demon disciples of Qinyang Dao Palace and Qinglingmen, it is still far away, haven't you heard of the title of "peerless peerless Dao Gongzi" in Qinyang Dao Palace?"

It seemed that he was annoyed by this sentence "the person who peeped into the sky in the well", the fox-faced young man's face was red for a while, and he wanted to refute something, but after hearing the name of "peerless Dao Gongzi", the words that originally came to his mouth were swallowed back raw, his face was blue and red alternately, and after a long time, he was a little unconvinced, and he said hardly, "It's not twelve years ago, and that Dao Gongzi is no longer an outer disciple of Qinyang Dao Palace, no matter how powerful he is, he won't participate in this test with us...... With the strength of the eighth layer of Qi refining now, it is not the slightest difficulty to crush our disciples of the same generation. ”

"Hmph, words are not speculative, and it is useless to talk more. ”

The Peng-nosed youth didn't refute, just waved his hand, obviously no longer interested in talking.

On a low peak not far from these young people, two old men in purple robes, a man and a woman, were also whispering something to each other.

Not far from the two of them, a strong young man sat cross-legged without saying a word, the blue and purple light lingered around his body, and when he breathed in, the spiritual power that was free between heaven and earth quietly submerged into his body, and faintly, there was a breeze as fine as dust, and the thunder flashed and flickered.

However, the three or four knife marks on the young man's face that penetrated deep into the flesh ruined the originally handsome face, and he looked a little hideous.