Lei Yun Zhenren led the ten foundation building monks of Xuanqing to the hall.

Xuanqing knew that this was the cave of Lei Xingfeng Qingyang Zhenjun, and this time he came here with Lei Yun Zhenren, he came to meet Qingyang Zhenjun, and selected two people with strong Yuan Shen Divine Sense among his ten people.

After Xuanqing entered the hall, he hung his head and respectfully followed the back.

The corner of the eye is in the eye, the ground is paved with gold bricks, on the giant pillars on the left and right sides, the carved beams are painted, the dragon and phoenix are depicted, the white tiger and the turtle are brilliant, and it is very luxurious.

This is a nice way to say, but a little ugly to say, that is, an upstart, a turtle.

Xuanqing didn't expect that the cave mansion of a Yuanying True Monarch would be arranged like a secular palace, and this taste is very unique.

"Master, these are the ten foundation-building monks with strong divine consciousness selected by the disciple on your orders." Lei Yun Zhenren respectfully looked at Qingyang Zhenren who was sitting at the top.

"Well, you just sit aside." A majestic voice came.

"Senior brother".

"Is my junior brother here too?"

In the main hall, in addition to Qingyang Zhenjun and Lei Yun Zhenren, as well as Xuanqing, their ten foundation-building monks, there is another person in the main hall.

After Xuanqing heard this voice, he couldn't help but move in his heart, 'It's him'.

Could it be that he is a descendant of the bloodline of Qingyang True Monarch.

"Aobin, you said that the teacher wants to choose two people with strong divine sense among the ten of them, which two foundation building monks are the most suitable." At this time, Qingyang Zhenjun asked Chaoxuan Aoshan, who seemed to be a little playful.

After Xuan Aoshan heard Qingyang Zhenjun's words, his eyes slowly looked at Xuanqing and the ten of them one by one.

Seeing the end, his gaze stayed on Xuanqing for a moment and then said, "Second and last."

"Well, a disciple of the outer sect can stand out among the hundreds of early foundation building cultivators in Lei Xingfeng, not only is his divine sense extremely powerful, but his heart is naturally needless to say, as for the second place, I think the third place is a little better? The others should step back first!" Qingyang Zhenjun's gaze swept over Xuanqing and the ten of them one by one.

It's like looking at something.

In the end, two people were directly selected to come out.

It's Xuanqing, when Qingyang Zhenjun looks at him, it's like sitting on pins and needles, Qingyang Zhenren's eyes are indifferent and easy-going, which makes Xuanqing feel like he is being seen clearly.

The other eight foundation building cultivators, after seeing that they were not selected by the Yuanying Ancestor, couldn't help but show disappointment on their faces one by one, and then they bowed to Qingyang Zhenjun one by one before slowly leaving.

"Wait, raise your head, and let me see."

"Disciple, Liu Feng has seen the ancestor."

"Disciple, Ouyang Xuanqing has seen the ancestor." After Xuanqing and the two of them obeyed the words, they each raised their heads and said to Qingyang Zhenjun.

It's just that the two of them didn't dare to look directly at Qingyang Zhenjun.

"Well, what does Ling Fengzi of Lei Xingfeng have to do with you?" Qingyang Zhenjun said to Liu Feng.

"Back to the ancestors, Ling Fengzi is a disciple grandfather."

"Well, I see, since you have been chosen by this seat, what do you want and what kind of spiritual weapons do you want?" After hearing this, Qingyang Zhenjun nodded, and then asked Liu Feng.

"The disciple can be selected by the ancestor, the ancestor has already given the disciple a great opportunity, what else would you dare not ask for?" Liu Feng respectfully said to Qingyang Zhenjun.

"In that case, it's not good for me to force you to be a junior."

"What about you, what do you want and what do you want about a spiritual weapon?" Qingyang Zhenjun directly skipped Liu Feng and asked Xuanqing instead.

Liu Feng originally wanted to excuse himself and ask the ancestor for his request, but he didn't expect the ancestor to be so direct...... , don't be cheeky, just take your words seriously.

Doesn't it mean that high-level monks pay attention to their faces, pay attention to their own wings, and feel that this style of painting has changed, and they still don't follow the thinking of high-level monks.

Xuan Aoshan on the side raised his eyes, glanced at Liu Feng, and asked Shizun to find a free laborer, who didn't get any benefits, and worked for nothing, but Ling's baby! .

"The disciple wants a strong spiritual weapon and a green jade tree heart." Xuanqing's heart moved, and he said hard.

"You want the heart of the green jade tree". After Qingyang Zhenjun heard that the male cultivator in front of him wanted the heart of the Qingyu Tree, Qingyang Zhenjun sat up slightly straight.

looked at Xuanqing.

Seeing that the male cultivator in front of him was no more than twenty-three or fourteen years old, he was thin and small, his face was dark, and his heavy bangs covered the part above the eyelids, and he couldn't see a pair of eyes and the expression on his face clearly.

All of a sudden.

After Qingyang Zhenjun waved, a gust of wind blew away, blowing directly towards Xuanqing's thick bangs.

Revealing a pair of bright eyes as bright as stars, bright as the moon, and sparkling as waves.

"These eyes don't seem to be on this ordinary face, they don't seem to be owned by male cultivators." Qingyang Zhenjun seemed to be muttering, and it seemed to be saying it to Xuan Qing.

After Xuanqing heard this, his heart tightened slightly.

Immediately, as if I thought of something, I breathed a sigh of relief in my heart.

Then, Xuan Qing felt an incomparably powerful divine sense, sweeping towards himself, up and down, inside and out, as if he wanted to see himself clearly.

However, at this moment, the fairy spirit map in the sea of Xuanqing consciousness suddenly flashed a few times.

The fairy spirit diagram released a white spiritual light, wandering around Xuanqing's body, clinging to Xuanqing's skin, blocking the powerful divine sense.

Wherever the divine consciousness goes, this person is still this person, and this appearance is still like this.

"This turned out to be the real face, and there was no secret technique to cover the face, it's a pity, it's a pity." Qingyang Zhenjun said in his mouth that it was a pity, I don't know, it's a pity that Xuanqing's appearance wasted a pair of bright eyes, but it's a pity that Xuanqing is not a woman, and he still wasted such a pair of bright eyes.

"In the future, you don't have to use those heavy bangs to cover those bright eyes like stars, good things are appreciated."

"Yes". After Xuanqing saw that Qingyang Zhenjun didn't see anything, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, where is there anything that he doesn't agree, it's just that the request of the Yuanying Ancestor, you can refuse, not to mention, it is still the length of a peak in the peak where he is located.

The thundercloud real person on the side, after seeing Xuanqing's bright eyes, was a little surprised in his heart, the male cultivator in front of him looked ordinary, just a foundation building monk, and he didn't take it to heart.

However, after Xuan Aoshan saw those starry eyes for the first time, he was slightly stunned, and his handsome face looked at Xuan Qing for a moment.

I am still a little familiar with him, I led him into the Thousand Swords Sect and worshiped Lei Xingfeng, but I didn't expect that after only four years, the foundation was built, and I was quite fateful, and I joined hands again and fought side by side.