As Lin Shuangyu's words fell, his body seemed to have a strange aura.

The aimless aura that wafts in the land of inheritance.

All stopped.

It's like being full of doubts about some kind of existence.

It's just that this kind of doubt doesn't even last for a breath.

The aura of the Land of Inheritance surged towards Lin Pisces like crazy.

It seems that the wanderer who has been wandering for many years has seen the haunting home.

In addition to joy, there is more eagerness.

I saw a large amount of spiritual energy quickly pouring into Lin Pisces' body.

Directly centered on Lin Pisces, an aura vortex was formed.

At this moment, Lin Shuangyu was not excited for long, and he found that he was a little happy and sad.

In the blink of an eye, his dantian world condensed a large amount of spiritual dust.

The problem is that Spirit Dust is only the predecessor of the Spiritual Power Cornerstone.

Spirit dust does not actively condense into the cornerstone of spiritual power.

It takes an external force to aggregate and squeeze all the spiritual dust.

Thus merging into one.

This is a dust-agglomerated concrete.

And the so-called external force is consciousness.

Consciousness also becomes powerful in the process of gathering dust and fossils again and again.

The ever-growing consciousness will eventually break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly, becoming the unique divine consciousness of immortal cultivators.

Lin Shuangyu has always felt that his consciousness is very strong, and he thinks that he can easily condense the spiritual power cornerstone in the Immortal Emperor Spirit Land.

But now he realizes that he felt too good about himself before.

His consciousness was completely squeezed to the edge by the spiritual dust of the dantian world at this moment.

And that's not even the worst of all, the ever-increasing spirit dust, after accumulating to a certain extent.

Unexpectedly, it still began to riot, and the originally quiet dust and mist seemed to turn into a monstrous giant beast in an instant, scurrying around Lin Pisces' dantian world.

Spiritual Dust Storm.

Lin Shuangyu secretly smiled bitterly, the past two years have been too indulgent, and he didn't even inquire about the most basic precautions for cultivating immortals.

Say regret, don't regret it, compared to the ethereal immortal cultivation road, what he longs for more is a home, a carefree living environment, and all of this, the Immortal Emperor Spirit Land has given him.

Even if he doesn't regret it, he has no intention of waiting to die, but he doesn't know what to do for a while.

The spirit dust storm, like the earthly sandstorm, the spirit dust that was already quietly suspended had a terrible destructive power after it fluttered rapidly.

The spiritual dust collided on Lin Shuangyu's consciousness, and he had a feeling of storm.

The terrible thing is that Lin Pisces's consciousness began to show precursors of collapse.

Just when he was extremely anxious, the spirit banner on the immortal tree in the Guardian Pavilion moved without wind.

At this moment, a strange force burst out from the spirit banner and directly plunged into Lin Shuangyu's dantian world.

When this energy arrived, the berserk beast turned from the spirit dust seemed to see an even more terrifying existence, and in an instant, it fell silent.

The Spiritual Dust Storm is over.

While Lin Shuangyu was happy, he was full of helplessness.

Lingchen was quiet, but the large area of exaggerated dust and mist in front of him made his consciousness powerless at all.

Maybe it was sensing Lin Pisces's mood.

The strange power of the spirit banner descending on the dantian world enveloped his consciousness.

Lin Pisces felt as if his consciousness was as comfortable as being in a hot spring.

In a short period of time, the damaged consciousness not only recovered quickly, but even became much stronger.

When his consciousness spread out again, he found that he was able to completely encapsulate the dust mist.

Although the speed of squeezing the dust mist inward is a little slow, it is much stronger than the inaction just now.

After the spirit banner released that strange power, it dimmed a little.

It's just that Lin Shuangyu, who is concentrating on the dust and fossils, is not aware of this at all.

Lin Shuangyu's cultivation movement is really big, how could the people who have been paying attention to Lin Shuangyu's Yijian Mountain not find out.

This time everyone seemed quiet.

The main thing is that I don't know how to say the sentence in my heart.

Everyone is a disciple of Yijian Mountain, Senior Brother Lin, why are you so good.

Absorbing spiritual power, you can create an aura vortex, what else is there to say.

The more I talk about it, the more I want to cry, is it really so much talented?

The more Ye Wuzhi looked, the brighter his eyes became.

"Good, good, good. ”

said three good words in a row, which shows Ye Wuzhi's excitement.

Ye Wuzhi looked at the envious eyes around him again, and his heart was indescribably comfortable.

Feng Wuxue thought for a moment, and pretended to be calm and said: "Old eight, I think this kid Pisces is suitable to inherit the suzerain's position, although it is necessary to cultivate to the fullest in love, in order to be able to cut the six desires and eventually become the sect master sword, but I can take him away in advance, I don't know what you think." ”

Ye Wuzhi stared at Feng Wuxue for a long time, and didn't speak, finally.

"Huh. ”

Hehe, you are big, I am the sect master, or your senior brother, can you give some respect.

Don't think that if you have amnesia, I won't beat you.

Although Feng Wuxue was depressed in his heart, it was impossible to really beat Ye Wuzhi.

As for whether to win or not, after all, the way of the sword in the world has not appeared for too long, and no one knows how strong it is.

Wang Xuan didn't mention how much he regretted it, and it was because of regret that he looked at Lin Shuangyu with more focused eyes.

When everyone else was paying attention to the conversation between Feng Wuxue and Ye Wuzhi, he always looked at Lin Shuangyu.

Then, his heart ached even more as he found out.

"Have you noticed that Lin Pisces seems to have been absorbing spiritual energy just now, and has not yet condensed the spiritual power cornerstone?"

And they thought he was going to say something.

An elder who was good friends with Wang Xuan said: "I thought you were going to say something, that kid is excellent, but it is estimated that he can't control so much aura, and it is normal to condense the spiritual power cornerstone." ”

The person present was not a person who had been on the road of cultivating immortals for a long time, and he could see the problem at a glance.

It's just that no one is too worried, if there is a real problem with the forest Pisces, the land of inheritance will directly send it away.

With these people present, it would be easy to treat a person who didn't have a first-order psychic connection.

What they really appreciated was Lin Shuangyu's affinity for spiritual power, and ordinary immortal cultivators simply couldn't achieve such an exaggerated spiritual power absorption speed.

"What I want to say is, you look at the shadow of the cornerstone above his head. ”

Hearing Wang Xuan's words, everyone looked.

I saw that three feet above Lin Shuangyu's head, a huge spiritual power cornerstone appeared out of thin air.

Everyone knows that this is a cultivation phenomenon that only exists in the psychic realm, called the cornerstone phantom, which is the spiritual power projection of the spiritual power cornerstone from the dantian world.

"How could there be such a large spiritual power foundation. ”

"In the history of cultivating immortals, the largest spiritual power cornerstone is thirty-six feet, which is just the number of Tiangang. ”

"The spiritual power cornerstone of this Lin Pisces is at least 100 feet. ”

One by one, the big guys of Yijian Mountain who have seen the world feel a little pain in their hearts.

What kind of anti-heaven qualification is this?

"No, you see, the spiritual power foundation seems to be getting smaller. ”

"Is it just an illusion?"

Ye Wuzhi was inexplicably excited, and refuted the doubts of others in one word.

"What kind of illusion, the formation of the spiritual power cornerstone is molding, how can there be a fake, haven't you seen it yet, it's not a simple matter of getting smaller. ”

Seeing this scene, Feng Wuxue's heart had long since lost the melancholy that Ye Wuzhi had just been obsessed with, and instead answered excitedly: "This is the second condensate!"