Chapter Ninety-Eight: Qingyang Palace

When Xuan Qing opened his eyes, he had already seen seven or eight foundation building monks break through the prison turned into black and white, and he was not the first to wake up.

After that, one after another, the monks opened their eyes and came out of the prison.

Until the fiftieth monk of the foundation monk came to his senses.

With a wave of his sleeve, several rays of light swept out, rolling up the other foundation building monks who had not yet broken free from the prison and sobered up and sent them outside the hall and said, "This time, only the top fifty foundation building monks will be taken, but you can get ready, the strength of the next time the camera mirror casts the spell will be stronger than the last, and it will not be until the top five foundation building monks are decided that this competition will be completed."

After that, after deciding on three monks in the middle stage of foundation building and two monks in the late stage of foundation building and the Great Perfection, you will go with me to meet the Ancestor and ask the Ancestor to choose two more foundation building disciples among the ten of you."

The early foundation building monks who came to their senses outside the hall, after hearing the words of Lei Yun Zhenren in the hall, they all knew that they had broken through the prison of Zhihai slowly, and they had lost this competition, they shook their heads in disappointment one by one, and left one after another.

Immediately after, the thundercloud real person grabbed the camera in the void with one hand.

The camera flew into the palm of his hand, and Lei Yun Zhenren rubbed his hands forward.

Dozens of Tai Chi Yin and Yang Bagua diagrams have disappeared into the foreheads of the monks.

This time, it turned into a black and white prison.

In the sky above the prison, two chains, one black and one white, circled, tightly locking the black and white prison.

After Xuan Qing saw it, with the difficulty of breaking the prison for the first time, I am afraid that it will take the power of the divine consciousness of the monk in the middle stage of foundation building to be able to break it, and so on, I am afraid that it will be possible to break through the prison in this divine consciousness this time, and I am afraid that it will be possible to break through it with the power of divine consciousness in the later stage of foundation building.

Immediately, the primordial spirit in the sea of Xuanqing knowledge, after the strange magic trick of his hands pinched up.

A little bit of their own primordial eyebrows.

A 'buzz' sound sounded.

As soon as the primordial divine light was released, the four divine senses flew out from the primordial gods.

With Xuanqing Yuanshen's hands pulled and closed.

The four divine senses merge in pairs.

Each turned into a sword and a sword.

After a dripping rotation in the void, he suddenly slashed into the prison that trapped the primordial god in the sea of knowledge.

There were no sparks splashing, and a sonorous sound sounded.

The black and white prison and the black and white chains suddenly shook and shook.

It seems to be broken but not broken, and it has already shaken the black and white prison, as long as it is cut a few more times, the black and white prison will be broken by fighting.

After Xuanqing's Yuan Shen Spiritual Technique was pinched, the sword transformed by the divine consciousness suddenly shook in the void, slashing out several sword light and sword shadows again and again, and slashed towards the black prison.

The waves are rough and endless.

The prison that was transformed by black and white suddenly shone brightly, and then it turned into black and white spiritual light and disappeared without a trace.

"Huh". After Lei Yun Zhenren finished casting the spell, his divine consciousness has been paying attention to the foundation building monks in the temple at all times.

Seeing that among the fifty foundation building cultivators, there were not only outer disciples, but also elite disciples and core disciples.

This group of disciples, one by one, cast spells and broke through the cage of the primordial gods that imprisoned them.

Lei Yun Zhenren saw a disciple of the outer sect, and it only took three breaths to break the second round of soul mirror casting spells, and trapped the Yuan Shen.

Lei Yun Zhenren was a little surprised, this person was not someone else, it was in Cloud City, the Qi cultivation cultivator recruited by Xu Lei's kid, and the person who helped Xu Lei's kid complete that trial, worshiped the Thousand Swords Sect's Lei Xing Peak.

I didn't expect that after more than four years, the Qi cultivator had actually built a foundation, and the power of his divine consciousness was not weak, but he had recruited a good seedling for Lei Xingfeng.

Moreover, the second time he cast the Soul Mirror, without the power of the Yuan Shen Divine Consciousness at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, it was impossible to break through the power of the Yuan Shen trapped by the Spirit Mirror.

"Very good". Lei Yun Zhenren said towards Xuanqing with a smile on his face.

After that, after another four breaths, about twenty-five or sixteen core young men a year followed Xuanqing, broke through the prison and came to his senses.

One after another, two elite disciples, the Zhuji Monk and one Inner Sect disciple, broke through the prison and came to their senses.

Among the two elite disciples, Kapok is included.

The first five sober people, including Xuanqing, the five of them broke through the prison within ten breaths and came to their senses.

After that, forty-five people, even if they broke through the prison in the sea of knowledge, it had already exceeded the time of ten breaths.

Thundercloud Zhenren has already decided the early stage of foundation building, the top five people, and all the others have failed.

Let the early foundation building monks who failed to be eliminated leave on their own.

As for the five Xuanqing people, they were waiting outside the hall.

An hour later.

A blue light flew towards Tianxuan Peak and rushed towards Thundercloud Peak.

The blue light slowly fell after a hovering at the summit of Thundercloud Peak.

Revealing the real person of Thundercloud, as well as the ten foundation-building monks.

Decide to be the last.

Among the monks in the early stage of foundation building, there are one outer disciple of Xuanqing, one inner disciple, two elite disciples, and one core disciple.

Xuan Qing looked at the simple competition, except for his own outlier, the ninth layer that was decided was an elite disciple, and one or two inner disciples.

It can be seen that the elite disciples and core disciples of the sect have a background.

The elite disciples and core disciples of the Thousand Swords Sect not only do not need to run around for the tasks of the sect, but also have a large number of resources for the sect to cultivate, not to mention, there are also clan elders who are apprenticed to guide them to practice.

It's not that there is no such inner and outer door as himself, and there is no foundation building monk who has apprenticed to him.

In addition, among the sects, some complete supernatural secret techniques can only be read and cultivated by the identity of elite disciples and above.

Therefore, the disciples above the elite level of the major sects all have profound backgrounds and have secret techniques that are unimaginable to ordinary people.

The summit of Lei Xing Peak is hundreds of zhang in size.

In the middle, a palace of 100 zhang in size and resplendent gold was built.

It's like a secular palace.

In front of the palace, there are thousands of stairs paved with white jade.

All the way up to the palace gate.

Lei Yun Zhenren led them to a group of ten foundation-building monks and climbed the stairs.

Wait until you come to the front and back of the main hall door.

The two golden pillars in front of the door depict dragons and phoenixes flying, the sun, moon and stars.

Under the eaves, the red wall and yellow tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, exquisite and extraordinary.

In front of the main hall, on a golden plaque, it is written ----Qingyang Palace, four characters.

Lei Yun Zhenren took out the transmission note and said a few words to the transmission note.

With a flick of one hand, the transmission note spun in a circle in the void before flying towards the door of the main hall.

A moment later. The halls 'rumbled' open.