"Can this stele really tell if a monk has two hearts?" Looking at the stele in front of him, which was one meter high and one meter wide, and the whole body was white, Wu Kai's face was shocked, and his eyes flashed with suspicion.

As for whether the monks under his sect are interested in the Xingyue Gate, he attaches more importance than Yan Ran.

Now there are not many monks in the sect, and he can still observe them one by one, but even so, there may be a situation where he will lose his eyes, and once the sect begins to recruit monks vigorously, he will be blind.

If there were really spies from other sects in the sect, or monks who were not well-intentioned, it would not be a good thing for the Xingyue Sect.

On the other hand, the sect is as strong as the wind, and as soon as there is something or action, it will immediately be known by other sects, and there is no secret at all;

In the worst case, it is possible for the sect to be infiltrated and destroyed.

He knows too well the methods and style of the old family.

Foresight is a common trait of every family that has been around for a long time.

Now at the beginning of the great changes in heaven and earth, the entire earth and star are still in turmoil, and at this stage, the main enemy of human beings is still to resist a significantly larger number of monster beasts.

When the various sects were first established, they were all immersed in developing their own forces and resisting demon beasts, and they had no time to take care of anything else, and there was no absolute interest involved, so everyone was safe.

But once the demon beast is controlled, competition between sects will inevitably begin, and for the development of the sect, the competition for territory and resources will be staged again.

At that time, the spies planted between the various sects will play a huge role.

Because of her experience, Yan Ran didn't think about it as deeply as Wu Kai, but as an up-and-coming college student who likes to look at the history of Chinese development, she still knows one thing.

Now that there is turmoil in various places, in order to resist the demon beasts, the Dao Alliance has to allow the establishment of the sect, but once the turmoil is cleared, the sect does not need to exist so much.

Each sect will undergo a second baptism. (For the first time, from the resistance of the demon beast.) ）

If you want the sect to be passed on, in addition to resources, you also need people, people who are committed to Xingyue Gate!

Therefore, she had to make sure that the monks she recruited and trained had no second wishes.

"Haha, there is no response, which shows that this king is absolutely loyal to Xingyuemen. ”

Hearing the voice, Yan Ran raised his eyes and saw that the White Ape King's entire body was lying on the Mingxin Monument, looking at him with a look of praise on his face.

"Fool, the Mingxin Monument can't be inspected yet. Heiwa looked at the white ape with a silly look and hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

Since following Yan Er, the White Ape King has not reaped any benefits.

Needless to say, a spiritual peach that can strengthen the flesh every day, and from time to time there is a spiritual nectar to increase cultivation to eat, and the cultivation speed is much faster than its spiritual qi cultivation.

After Hundred Refining Island, he got the flying magic weapon and storage bag, which can be regarded as a small valuable demon, compared to most of the Jindan demon beasts that occupy one place, he lives a much more moist and chic life.

This time, it strengthened its determination to hug its thighs.

As soon as there is something, behaving is called a positive.

"Uh... The smile on the White Ape King's face cracked, and he looked at Yan Ran with an innocent expression.

That funny look, looking at Yan Ran couldn't cry or laugh.

"Can't you yet, then how can you test it?" Wu Kai asked eagerly.

"I have to let the Mingxin Monument recognize the Xingyue Gate. Heiwa looked at Yan Ran, who was contemplative.

Obviously, Yan Ran also knows this.

This Mingxin Tablet was discovered by Yan Ran when he received the round table on the high platform of Bailian Island.

The stele was sealed in the round table together with Hongmeng purple qi, which shows the preciousness of this Mingxin stele.

The moment the stele was taken out of the round table by Yan Ran, a line of handwriting appeared on the stele, and the handwriting lasted less than a minute before disappearing, clearly writing the function of the Mingxin stele.

"How do you recognize it?"

Heiwa didn't reply to Wu Kai, but just looked at Yan Ran with a serious face.

If you want to recognize the Xingyue Gate by the Mingxin Monument, you must first let the interface recognize the Xingyue Gate.

If a sect is recognized by the interface, then this sect is qualified to coexist with the interface and be passed down through the ages.

But to do that, it's hard!

For example, the laws of the world are chaotic, and demons, demons, and ghosts coexist, and if you want to be recognized, you must have the ability to suppress the demons.

Master, can you do it?

Heiwa was still thinking about it, when she heard Yan Ran's slightly serious voice.

"Step back!"

Yan Ran actually didn't know what Heiwa was thinking, she only knew that as long as the three words of Xingyuemen were engraved on the Mingxin Monument, the Mingxin Tablet would recognize the Xingyuemen.

I don't know what interface recognition is needed before this.

In her opinion, with her current strength, it is not difficult to engrave three words on the stone tablet!

Although he had confidence in himself, Yan Ran still looked cautious, and after standing in front of the Mingxin Monument and adjusting his breath, he sacrificed his spiritual power and began to burn the Xingyue Gate on the Mingxin Monument.

At the moment when the spiritual power came into contact with the stone tablet, Yan Ran sensed that something was wrong and wanted to take the spiritual power back, but it was too late.

Feeling that the spiritual power in his body was being rapidly drained away, Yan Ran's expression fluctuated sharply.

"Heiwa, what's going on?"

Hearing Yan Ran's cry for help, Heiwa came back to her senses from the sluggishness on her face, she didn't expect that Yan Ran would directly engrave words on the Mingxin Tablet as soon as she came up.

It's simply. Hurry up to find death!

Even the Mahayana True Monarch wouldn't dare to do this, how dare the master, a little Jindan monk?

Who gave her confidence, who gave her guts?!

The black baby is messy in the wind!

Seriously, it doesn't know what to do in this situation?

The owner shouldn't be smoked into a dried corpse, right?!

Heiwa was so anxious that she was sweating profusely and kept turning in circles on the ground.

"Master, the Mingxin Stone is one of the three hardest strange stones in heaven and earth, with the strength of your Jindan cultivation's spiritual power, there is no chance to engrave words on it... ”

Hearing this, Yan Ran's expression turned grim, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"You didn't ask me, I thought you knew?"

'I know a fart!' Yan Ran couldn't help but curse in his heart.

In just a short period of time, the aura in his body was drained away by nearly three layers, and Yan Ran was really anxious.

"Master, there is no turning back when you open the bow, and now there is only one way to get you out, and that is to carve the three words Xingyuemen on the Mingxin Monument. ”

As the aura was continuously drained away, the situation became more and more critical, and at this time, Yan Ran calmed down.

There is no way out, so I can only bite the bullet.

If you want to engrave words on it, you can only use something that is harder to burn the handwriting.

"Click!"

A piece of dragon scale was sacrificed by Yan Ran, and when it came into contact with the Mingxin Monument, it shattered with a click.

"Bang!"

One of the keels was shattered into powder, and Yan Ran tried the power of the keel on Bailian Island, and with a slight wave, he could flatten a hill of tens of thousands of square meters.

However, when encountering the Mingxin Monument, it is as fragile as a ceramic!

Seeing this, Yan Ran was helpless, the dragon bone dragon scales could be regarded as the strongest thing on her body.

The moment Yan Ran took out the dragon scale keel, the terrifying coercion immediately swept in all directions, and Wu Kai, Heiwa, and Bai Ape, who were closest to her, were directly pressed to the ground.

It wasn't until the dragon scales and keels shattered that the man, dog, and ape felt a little lighter, but they still couldn't get up.

Heiwa: Mom, the owner actually has a real dragon bone remains?! And it seems to be a fairy dragon bone dragon scale, when did she get it? Why doesn't it know?

White Ape: Thank God, fortunately, it surrendered in time, such a powerful demon clan was killed by its master, it is so weak, it is simply not enough.

Wu Kai: A white bone has such a terrifying coercion! Is there already such a powerful demon beast on the earth?

Even the dragon bones and dragon scales can't be engraved on the Mingxin Tablet, and other magic weapons can't.

After destroying several magic weapons, Yan Ran pressed his mind to use magic weapons and hard artifacts to engrave words.

"What should I do?"

On Yan Ran's forehead, sweat ran down his cheeks like a rainline.

Suddenly, the three black babies, who were so pressed by coercion that they couldn't raise their heads, suddenly smelled the fragrance of flowers.

As soon as the fragrance of flowers came out, the pressure on his body was reduced a lot.

Relying on the strength of the flesh, the black baby raised her head with difficulty, and then saw a scene that surprised it.

Colorful solid-colored lotus flowers continue to fly out of the owner's fingertips and disappear into the Mingxin Monument.

With the continuous submersion of the lotus, there was a "squeak" friction sound on the Mingxin Monument.

"Boom~"

When the first word mark appeared on the Mingxin Monument, the sky above Shuiyun Mountain changed instantly, the sea of clouds churned, and it was accompanied by the sound of thunder.

The sound of thunder is not intimidating, but rather ethereal.

Listening to people, it seems that the mind has to be enlightened.

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In Shucheng, Zhang Mengzhu and others, who were busy with the Hundred Refining Gate Celebration, suddenly stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky one after another.

"What's going on?"

"Why did the vision of heaven and earth appear on the other side of Shuiyun Mountain?"

"Is there another monument?"

didn't have time to think about it, Zhang Mengzhu took Jiang Yifan and the others to rush in the direction of Shuiyun Mountain.

Like them, there are countless monks.

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On the top of the most silent peak in Kunlun, several spiritual lights like meteors crossed by, and several figures appeared on the peak.

"Shudi, it's Shudi again!" Gu Heng looked in the direction of Shudi, his expression flickering.

"Master, has something happened in Shu this time?" Luo Xuan and the others were puzzled.

"The First True Cultivation Sect of your interface is about to be born!" Gu Heng said with a smile.

"First Cultivation True Sect?Master, what do you mean?"

Shouldn't the first Xiuzhen sect be the Yaoguang Sect in Kunlun?

Yaoguangmen was established at the beginning of the great changes in heaven and earth.

"Only the sects that have been recognized by the interface can be called sects, and the sects established on the earth and stars can only be said to be a gathering place for monks, not a sect. ”

"The establishment of a sect still needs to be recognized by the interface?"

"Of course, only the sect that has been recognized by the interface can enjoy the luck of the interface and inherit it through the ages. ”

I didn't expect that there would be such a person who knew how to seize the timing in this interface, and it was not long before the luck of the interface tilted towards the human race, and that person knew to take the opportunity to establish a sect.

At this time, building a sect can be easier than any other time to get the interface any!

The interface is the first school, but you can get a lot of luck!

Suddenly, Gu Heng's expression moved, his eyes turned, and he looked at a section of the mountain range in the southern section of Kunlun.

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Kunlun, Yaoguang Gate.

A cold woman in a long white dress stood at the entrance of Yaoguang Gate, looking intently in the direction of Shudi.

At the moment when the vision over Shu Di stopped, a bronze mirror quickly flew out of the woman's hand.

"Boom"

A steady stream of spiritual energy was injected into the bronze mirror, and handwriting began to appear on the smooth and objectless mirror.

The handwriting continues to increase, and it is the three words of Yaoguangmen!

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"Boom!"

After the last stroke of the door was burned, Yan Ran fell to the ground like a man in the water.

Looking at the three colorful characters on the white Mingxin Monument, Yan Ran showed a happy smile on his face.

At this time, above the sky of Shuiyun Mountain, the blue sky is like washing, and there are only three big characters of Xingyue Gate condensed by white clouds.

"Congratulations to the master, congratulations to the master, the Xingyue Gate was established. ”

The dragon bone dragon scales have been absorbed by the Mingxin Monument, and the three black babies have just gotten up from the ground.

Heiwa got together and immediately ran towards Yan Ran, standing upright with her hind legs, clenching her fists with her front legs, and constantly making 'congratulations' movements.

Seeing this, the white ape immediately followed suit.

A dog and an ape have smirks on their faces.

Yan Ran smiled and took out a pre-prepared white animal skin book from the storage ring.

Wu Kai looked over and happened to see the three words Zongmenlu written on the paper.

Then I saw Yan Ran turn the first page, point to the lotus flower again, and engrave a line of words.

In the third year of the Lingji, Xingyuemen was established Yan Ran.

After the great changes in heaven and earth, the Dao Alliance issued a year that began on the day when the sun disappeared.