Luo Hanxuan listened to the words that the disciples around him admired him, but he didn't show much joy and pride, and still stood in place with his hands folded and cold.

And standing next to Luo Hanxuan was an extremely beautiful woman, and the only female disciple in the sect, named Liu Qingxue.

She is dressed in a white gauze dress, showing a light and elegant atmosphere, the willow eyebrows are beautiful and beautiful, and the beautiful long hair like a waterfall is combed into a ponytail, showing a heroic posture, and what is intoxicating is her indescribable gentle temperament.

"Senior brother, you see that everyone is very optimistic about you, the candidate to attend the conference this year may fall on you again!"

The woman looked at Luo Hanxuan, who was speechless beside her, and smiled lightly with her lips.

And when Luo Hanxuan heard what the woman said, he actually smiled at her with an indifferent expression: "Senior Sister Qingxue, your cultivation is not worse than mine, maybe this year's candidate is you!"

Liu Qingxue glanced at him with beautiful eyes and smiled: "Senior Brother Luo knows that he is making fun of me, and when he is in the ring, he will ask Senior Brother to show mercy!"

Luo Hanxuan looked at Liu Qingxue dotingly, his eyes revealed a trace of tenderness, and said softly: "That's a certainty!"

"The Great Contest of the Sect is tentatively scheduled for noon after the seventh day, and during this time, all my Xingyue Sect disciples can actively sign up......

The five-year sect conference is a grand event for many years, making the entire Xingyue Sect lively, and there are sect disciples cultivating everywhere, and the Xuanbao Hall has long been surrounded by water.

The Xuanbao Palace, which was deserted on weekdays, was broken by these disciples at this time, and hundreds of inner and outer disciples crowded outside the main hall, all for fear that they would not be able to find a satisfactory spiritual technique to cultivate in the evening.

Bai Chen originally wanted to come to find Chongtong today and ask for advice on the cultivation of spiritual power, but he didn't expect to be stunned by the scene in front of him when he just arrived outside the door, how could this Xuanbao Palace, which is unusually deserted on weekdays, be so lively today.

Bai Chen stepped forward and patted a sect disciple in front of him and asked, "Brother, what's going on today, why are so many people here?"

The disciple looked Bai Chen up and down and muttered, " New here, I don't even know about the sect competition, seven days later, the head of the sect will hold a sect competition, and the disciples of the Xingyue Sect can participate, and then a disciple who has cultivated to be extraordinary will be selected to represent the sect to participate in the five-year sect conference held by the Lingguang Empire, and not only the sect can get the title of guardian sect, but it is said that the winner can get a lot of good treasures, so now the disciples who have cultivated to be extraordinary will hurry up to this Xuanbao Hall to find their own exercises to cultivate. ”

With that, the disciple turned his head and ignored him.

"Sect Assembly?"

Bai Chen pondered for a few minutes, according to the disciple, the winner can get a lot of good treasures, I don't know if there will be such a precious item as a spiritual weapon.

Although the spiritual skills he uses now are varied, he still lacks a spiritual weapon to take advantage of, otherwise he would not have been seriously injured when he fought with Luo Gui, mainly because the amplitude provided by the Yaosun Sword to Luo Gui was really strong.

"Don't worry about it for now, the sect competition will be held in seven days, and then I'll try my luck, so it will also help me break through the Seven Realms!"

Bai Chen's activities have moved his muscles and bones, his current cultivation has reached the six realms of entering the spirit, since the battle he passed through last time made him find that the bitter cultivation is not as fast as the real battle, and he plans to use this sect competition to help him break through to the seven realms of the spirit.

"Who should I be, I didn't expect it to be you!"

At this moment, a strange voice of yin and yang sounded behind him, with a bit of sarcasm.

Listening to this slightly familiar voice, Bai Chen looked back, and sure enough, it was Luo Gui, followed by an old man in a black robe.

The old man's black robe seemed to hide an unfathomable cultivation, and his eyes like eagle eyes looked coldly at Bai Chen.

Luo Gui showed a meaningful smile and asked, "What's the matter, you also plan to participate in the sect competition?"

Bai Chen hugged his hands around his chest and replied, "Yes and what!"

"Hahaha, if you have the courage, then we will see you in the sect at that time, and then life and death can be completely determined by the destiny of heaven!"

Luo Gui showed an eerie sneer, slowly walked past Bai Chen's side, and swiped his palm to his neck to make a "kill" motion.

The black-robed old man didn't say much, just walked up to him with an intriguing smile and nodded.

Bai Chen didn't take this strange move to heart, it was nothing more than a threat, and besides, this was in the sect, and they didn't dare to do anything to themselves.

Bai Chen didn't stay here for long, and immediately returned to Moon Peak, since there were still seven days, then he needed to fully comprehend the second volume of the Wanyue Recipe within seven days.

At night, the moon hangs high, and the autumn breeze is bleak and cool.

Bai Chen sat cross-legged on the bed, peeling off his shirt to reveal his bronzed robust skin and tall chest, since the waning moon had fully awakened his physical functions, he was only ten years old, but he had the height and physique of an adult.

Due to the last battle, the impact of the Yao Sun Sword cut a not shallow wound on his chest, if it was an ordinary knife wound, it might have healed by now, but the evil qi attached to the Yao Sun Sword made it continue to erode his wounds.

Bai Chen smeared the healing medicine on the wound, and suddenly an unbearable pain struck, making him grin and say: "It is worthy of being a spiritual sores medicine, and the recovery speed is quite fast, but this is too painful!"

He held his breath and wrapped the bandage around his chest, and only after bandaging it skillfully and quickly did he exhale slowly.

He took out the second volume of the waning moon scroll and slowly spread it on the bed, and the golden jumping runes kept flashing.

"This should be a spirit scroll, and it doesn't look much different from the first volume. ”

Bai Chen's eyes closed slightly, and he put his palms together with the dantian, slowly condensing a glass-colored spiritual power vortex, and then with a muffled snort, the spiritual power vortex slowly moved to the spiritual scroll.

And this spiritual power vortex is the carrier for absorbing the spiritual scroll.

Sure enough, the spiritual scroll slowly turned into a golden light, and with the jumping small words, it was slowly absorbed by the spiritual power vortex.

The spiritual power vortex was transformed from the quenching spirit, and when the spiritual scroll was absorbed, it slowly returned to his dantian.

However, when the spiritual power vortex was integrated into the quenching spirit, Bai Chen's face was not as plain as just now, and when the spiritual power of the spiritual scroll was integrated into his body, it was like a madness, running wildly, straight to his limbs.

And Bai Chen needs to force it into the spiritual sea with spiritual power, otherwise if it is allowed to be so restless, there is no guarantee that it will not be mutually exclusive with the spiritual power in the body.

From the outside world, it could be seen that Bai Chen's body was shining with golden light, and the meridians of his limbs gradually became thicker, and his face was sweating, obviously trying to force the spirit scroll into his mind, which was not an easy task.

Bai Chen raised his two fingers with difficulty and pointed at the acupoints of his brain, which was also to prevent it from indiscriminately breaking into the sea of spirits, if it was unable to subdue it at that time, I am afraid that his sanity would also be destroyed by it, which was really why he used the spiritual power vortex to absorb it.

"You have to concentrate, the power of the spirit scroll is too domineering, if you are destroyed by it, you will be in trouble!"

Bai Chen controlled the spiritual power in his body, forcing all the spiritual power scattered to his limbs and hundreds of bones into the quenching place, and then carefully sent it to the spiritual sea.

The sweat had already soaked the bandages on Bai Chen's upper body, and his sword-like brows couldn't help but tremble.

Unlike the first volume, the spirit scroll is completely self-conscious, and its powerful spiritual power makes it resist the possibility of submission.

This also makes it necessary to have extremely strong mental strength to contend with it, and if there is a little slackness, the spirit scroll will take the opportunity to attack his spiritual sea and destroy his sanity.

The time of a stick of incense passed quietly, Bai Chen's face finally softened a little, he had gathered the spirit scroll and sent it into the spirit sea, but this did not mean that he had completely surrendered the spirit scroll.

Bai Chen's heart was still worried, although the spirit scroll entered the sea of spirits, he had no intention of giving in, but instead wanted to destroy Bai Chen's spiritual space.

A violent feeling of dizziness hit, causing Bai Chen to faint as soon as his eyes went dark.

Bai Chen only felt that after the darkness in front of him faded, he seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and he didn't know how long it took for a bright light to appear in front of him.

Looking at the endless waves in front of him, Bai Chen found that he was in a place where there were only boundless waves, as if he could not see the boundary, and the sky and the earth were one color.

Bai Chen cupped his forehead and said, "Here, is it my spiritual space?"

Before he could react, a monstrous wave instantly set off behind him, Bai Chen hurriedly pulled back and looked at the place of the wave.

And the initiator is the spiritual sea, the spiritual scroll that glows with golden light.

"Just because you also want to subdue me, the old man has been sleeping in the scroll for hundreds of years, and you dare to disturb the old man without knowing whether he is alive or dead!"

A majestic sound seemed to explode from mid-air, and the sound was actually the golden light conjured by the spirit scroll.

"The spirit scroll can actually spit out words?"

Bai Chen suddenly froze in place, he rubbed his eyes and observed carefully, it was a ball of golden light, yes, how could he spit out words?

The golden light said proudly and disdainfully: "Look at what, the old man is just a wisp of spiritual consciousness, otherwise how could he be driven into the spiritual sea by you, a hairy boy, or the old man is in his heyday, and a finger will make you fly into ashes and annihilate!"

Bai Chen's face was dazed, he scratched his forehead and asked, "What about ...... How did you get to this exercise? ”

The golden light instantly floated in front of him and said, "You pig brain, this exercise was created by the old man, why do you say the old man is here?"

Bai Chen slapped his palm suddenly, and said suddenly: "It turns out that the predecessor is the master of the Wanyue Jue!"

As early as when Elder Chongtong gave him this Wanyue recipe, he mentioned the origin of this exercise.

Originally, the Wanxing Moon Recipe was accidentally discovered by Elder Chongtong in a secret cave, presumably which feathered master stayed here, and this golden light was the real owner of this Wanxing Moon Recipe back then!