Alternate Patrol Envoy!

Wang Qingyuan's heart shook slightly, so he used his spiritual power to convince his mental restlessness, and actually gave him the post of alternate inspector, but because the foundation had not yet been built, the most important official products had not been awarded, and he had not been included in the roster, so he could only be regarded as a false name.

Despite this, this gift is also very grand, you must know that even if it is an alternate inspector, in Zhongzhou, there are countless young generations competing every year, and the number of alternate inspectors every year is fixed.

The paperbook and a token that was not gold or silver were handed to Wang Qingyuan, and the young lieutenant looked at him deeply, then said goodbye to the Taoist who was guarding the Taoist, and led more than ten armor soldiers who had unsheathed their swords at the foot of the mountain to leave.

Jingyi Daoist pondered for a moment and said: "All kinds of things here, the ceremonial hall will record them one by one, but Wang Qingyuan, although you are a disciple of the quasi-Zhangfeng, but in front of the ceremonial hall, the number of rituals is lost, and before the cultivation is enough, you will be in Ziwei Peak to cultivate, and you will not be allowed to go down the mountain." ”

Wang Qingyuan bowed to the old Taoist of Feixian Peak and retreated, without saying much, a miscellaneous Taoist accompanied him, and the other went to the law enforcement hall to engrave the life card.

Inside the ceremonial hall, there was silence.

Lao Dao couldn't laugh or cry, glanced at Jingyi Daoist, and said: "Although this son is rebellious and strong, there is nothing wrong with it, although the quasi-Zhangfeng disciple is a false name, but he is also in harmony with the ceremony." ”

Taking three steps back, Jingyi Taoist bowed down and said solemnly: "The righteousness and the small sections are correct, which is the road of etiquette and morality." ”

Lao Dao raised his eyebrows, glared at him, didn't bother to say, and brushed his sleeves away.

Crape Myrtle Peak

Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath and restrained his mind, in this Kyushu, only if his body is strong and his strength is constantly growing, can he not invade all evils and open up a pure land, he suddenly gave birth to an impulse and stepped out of Ziwei Palace.

He slowed down his pace, walked in the crape myrtle peak, walked into the mountain stream and old forest, listened to the flowing springs and waterfalls, and watched the plants and trees take root.

Ziwei Peak is very quiet, probably sparsely populated, there are not even footprints in the mountain forest, but the footprints of some mountain and forest beasts can be seen from time to time, and it seems that this place is regarded as a place to avoid disaster.

In the outer courtyard disciples of Xuantian Dao, any deep mountain and old forest in Xuantian Dao Mountain can be set foot in, only the land of the Nine Peaks cannot be set foot at will, and it is forbidden to kill people, so even if it is a disciple of the outer courtyard who walks in the deep mountains every day and collects medicine every day, no one has ever entered the peak to collect medicine.

From the time he left the palace, until the sun went down, Wang Qingyuan almost traveled to every corner of Ziwei Peak, he drank mountain springs on the remote mountainside, washed his knife under the waterfall in the back mountain, and slept at the top of the peak bathing in the sunset, the calmer his mood and spirit, the last bit of anger and killing gas accumulated in these days was also scattered with the setting sun.

In the ancestral aperture divine court, the spiritual power beats, the eyebrows are eastern, and the fourth star aperture is induced, but Wang Qingyuan still does not move, the chaotic qi and blood are condensed, and he wanders in the skin, tendons, bones, and marrow, although the skill of the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong" tends to be complete, but with the passage of time, Wang Qingyuan can still feel the refining and refinement of physical strength, which is extremely slow, but it is definitely quite considerable over time.

Wang Qingyuan is suppressing, his own time and months to seek refinement, too fast, the strength is actually not round, he is self-lining, in the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong", he has practiced to the ninth layer, even if he is trying to build a foundation now, once he succeeds in opening the world, he can also become one of the few first people in the Qing generation to build a foundation.

But now that he has practiced the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong", no matter how difficult his predecessors are, Wang Qingyuan still wants to try it a few times.

In addition, in the next period of time, it is necessary to carefully boil the spirit of cultivation, remove the chaff, and make it pure and flawless, Wang Qingyuan gave himself half a year, if he can't see the mystery within half a year, there will be no regrets and obsessions.

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Ying Tianfeng.

It was different from this time, he gained more surprise and bows, and also performed a lot of salutes, as the main peak of Xuantian Dao, characters above the static character can be seen everywhere, until this time, he seems to have really set foot in this mountain soil, no longer as in the past, always thinking that he is only in this mountain.

Ying Tianfeng Outer Courtyard.

In front of the Bagua Dao Gate, two miscellaneous Taoists bowed down and shouted, "I've seen Senior Brother Wang." ”

This is the awe from the heart, sweeping the six outer courtyards, one person overwhelmed the young masters of the outer courtyards, no one dared to question it, this short period of more than a month has passed, and was crowned as an alternate inspector by the Zhongzhou Inspection Division.

In other words, at this moment, the person standing in front of them was no longer the original disciple of the outer courtyard of Hun Tian Peak, but the quasi-palm peak disciple who had entered the door wall and could truly take on the inheritance of the broken Ziwei Peak.

The disciple of Zhangfeng is the senior brother of one peak and one lineage.

Walking into the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng along the Kun Gate, where he passed, there was no longer any disciple of the outer courtyard to stop him, but there were many disciples who saluted, all the way down, there were dozens of people to salute, and their hearts were like Wang Qingyuan, and the corners of their mouths twitched a little later.

Dharma Transmission Building.

Compared with Yunjuan Peak and Ma Ta Peak, the Dharma transmission building in the outer courtyard of Ying Tianfeng is a little different, Wang Qingyuan observed a strong feng shui taste, it seems to be a shrunken Ying Tianfeng outer courtyard, the Bagua Dao door is made of red sandalwood, the beams are made of golden silk, and the pillars are actually carved with white marble pillars with the image of Xuantian God.

Wang Qingyuan had never seen such a building, and he clearly caught the mountain breeze blowing, but when he arrived at this Dharma transmission building, he disappeared.

The person on duty in the Ying Tian Peak Outer Courtyard Dharma Transmission Building was a deacon Taoist, he glanced at Wang Qingyuan, and said calmly: "No need to guess, this is where one of the eyes of my Xuantian Dao Ying Tian Sword Array is located." ”

Ying Tian Sword Array!

Wang Qingyuan raised his eyebrows, An eye, such an important and top-secret place, so easy to tell yourself?

In front of the Dharma Transmission Building, the deacon shook his head and said, "Let's go in." ”

Wang Qingyuan saluted, and the deacon also returned half a salute, originally according to the Xuantian Dao and now Qing, Jing, Ning, and four generations, this deacon Taoist does not need to return the salute, but now Wang Qingyuan has practiced the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong", which can be called the inner disciple of Ziwei Peak, which is a veritable quasi-Zhangfeng disciple who is more worthy of the name than Qingliu and the fat man.

If it is a disciple of Zhangfeng, this deacon Taoist will bow first, and Wang Qingyuan will return the salute, now he is only a quasi-Zhangfeng disciple, and he has not yet corrected his name, so this Jingzi Taoist only needs to return half a salute.

Even so, this is also a earth-shaking change in status, not to mention the deacon in front of him, that is, the protector and elder with a higher status, and if Wang Qingyuan is now a salute, they also need to return half a salute, otherwise it is not in line with the etiquette law, and it is known by the ritual hall, and it must be reprimanded by the Taoist book, the so-called elder and young are respectful and humble, and the elders are below, and it is no longer applicable to Wang Qingyuan.

Walk into the Dharma transmission building, the air flows here, there is actually a culvert dug here, the mountain stream is connected to flow here, the gossip door, is eight culverts, the center is a high dozens of zhang, built quaintly, but the eaves are sharp like a sword of the wooden attic.

Gossip gathers water, Tai Chi pan wind, this is the general trend of feng shui!

Wang Qingyuan vaguely saw some clues, but for the feng shui array, he had only gotten some trivial things from books and classics, far from being proficient, and could only vaguely see a vague outline.

At this time, Wang Qingyuan somewhat understood why the deacon Taoist was so outspoken and told him that this place was the eye of the Yingtian Sword Formation.

Because in the Ancestral Divine Court, as long as he had the idea of leaving his body with spiritual power in his life, there was a strong fear of it, and it seemed that there was a great danger in this heaven and earth. This is a warning to him to retreat and not to go deeper.

Therefore, Wang Qingyuan believes that even if he knows where this array is, no one can break it. This is the heart of the deacon Taoist, and it is also the heart of the entire Xuantian Dao, even if the Taiji is round, the heart is higher than the Nine Heavens.

Entering the attic, Wang Qingyuan walked through the long corridor. Come to the backyard.

A quiet spring pool that can be ten zhang square, there is a five-colored strange stone at the spring, and the vitality is surging all around, and the brilliance is swirling.

Wang Qingyuan frowned, his spiritual power broke out of his body, and he reached the third consummation realm of "Time Knife", which belongs to Wang Qingyuan's spiritual power cultivation, which has reached the edge of interfering with the present world, and perhaps when it reaches the fourth level, he can initially manifest the vision. At this time, the depth of spiritual power is probably not much better than that of some of the best masters in the Jindan realm.

However, see the subtleties and grasp the subtleties. The spiritual power penetrated into every corner of the spring pool, and there was a stick of incense, Wang Qingyuan frowned, and there was no gain.

As soon as his mind moved, Wang Qingyuan stepped into the spring water, he was full of blood and blood, above the backyard, a furnace turned from virtual to real, as soon as it appeared, the air of more than ten zhang in the entire backyard was stagnant, and an indescribable majestic air machine fell down, flooding the spring.

A furnace, can be two or three zhang high, is not the original five colors intertwined, but completely turned into a chaotic color, a chaotic furnace, yin and yang two qi in the furnace body, Taiji patterns appear on the furnace wall.

With this chaotic furnace as the center, the void of the surrounding land of Zhangxu, the air shatters and heals, and the life and death rotate, this is the Five Elements Fist Realm that now belongs to Wang Qingyuan, or rather, it is the prototype of the true meaning that has penetrated into his spiritual will.

Speaking of which, he has practiced all the way, since he entered this Xuantian Dao Mountain, he has had a lot of encounters, and this Five Elements Fist has also begun to detach from its original appearance, although I don't know whether it is good or bad, but in the eyes of Wang Qingyuan today, it can be stronger than others, and it is mostly bad, and it is not bad.

The Chaos Furnace fell, the metallic light was cold, and the five-colored strange stone was enveloped with a bang.

Outside the Dharma Transmission Building, in front of the Bagua Dao Gate, the deacon on duty raised his eyebrows, this young man who has been quite famous recently, really did not stop at all.

Bell!

In the backyard of the Dharma Transmission Building, Wang Qingyuan shook his fist, his fist was like a drum, turbulent the heavens, and the chaotic furnace shook, giving birth to a magnificent metal trill.

With this move, the deacon outside the gossip door widened his eyes, he turned around, looked at the Dharma Transmission Building, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva, what the hell is this kid doing.

But soon, he was relieved, shook his head, and was an immortal, the tenth layer of "Xuantian Gong", a few people have practiced it throughout the ages, and few Donghua Dao people in the past dynasties have been able to achieve it when they were young, and build a foundation with this, Xuantian Dao disciples in the past dynasties, many people stopped at the ninth layer of "Xuantian Gong", and they have come to try, what means have not been used, and the five-colored strange stone has a great origin.