In the dim cave mansion, the virtual images of various Taoist techniques quietly appeared in front of the young man, and they all emitted a brilliant light.

Those who can reach this step can only have such an amazing sight if they have cultivated these Dao techniques to the fullest and even to perfection.

"Ancient and ...... How much effort have you put into cultivating Dao Techniques?" The young man was shocked, it was the first time he had seen that someone had mastered more Consummation Realm Dao Techniques than him.

"Did he really put most of his energy into formation study and Dao cultivation?"

Of the fourteen Dao techniques displayed, eleven of them had been consummated.

And, from the earth, wind, water, fire, ice, thunder, wood, gold, all kinds of Taoist techniques, there are actually them. Although, most of them are just general basic Dao techniques.

However, being able to cultivate all these eleven Dao techniques to the highest level, such an achievement, even Wang Luo, who had a spirit disc on his body, was amazed.

However, behind such fruitful results, the old man has been promoted to the Dao Foundation realm for a hundred years, but he still only has one heaven of cultivation.

This was earned by his sacrifice for his own cultivation.

"What is he doing this for?" Wang Luo was a little amazed, and at the same time a little puzzled.

"Forget it, just draw it and see what you can draw......"

The young man flicked the spoon with a little excitement, and after a while, the handle of the spoon fell on the one with the most dim light among the three unconsummated Dao techniques, and Gu Qicheng only cultivated it to the beginning.

"What is this?"

Wang Luo was a little disappointed, but when a large number of light points poured into the young man's body, and then, after countless unfamiliar knowledge showed its due value in his mind, he was stunned.

This is a secret art, based on the monk's divine thoughts and Dao seals, supplemented by special techniques, to break all kinds of strange formations.

"Is there a way to break the ban? I think I've heard of it somewhere......"

The boy was silent for a moment, and then there was a burst of ecstasy.

"This is the forbidden method created by Gu Liang, who was accepted as a disciple by the Earth Yuan Patriarch in the history of the Mixed Yuan Sect?!"

"Haha, I see!"

"No wonder, there are so many Gu Qicheng cultivators, and there are all kinds of basic Dao techniques, which are not systematic!"

"It's a pity that this method is not suitable for him!" the boy shook his head.

Without the assistance of external forces, and he is not a genius who cultivates Taoism, he is so distracted and blindly forced, and the final consequence is that he has not made any progress in his cultivation for so many years.

"But I'm different!" Wang Luo's eyes shone with confidence, "Let me inherit the mantle of Gu Liang's predecessors!"

......

"This one by one, what are you panicking about!"

The Mixed Yuan Ancestor had a bad face, because of the big quarrel between the two disciples, and now, the introductory disciples of the entire Mixed Yuan Sect all knew that the sect had killed several high-level Dao Foundation Realm officials.

Because most people have only heard about it, this news has become more and more bizarre and strange in the word of mouth and nose of everyone.

From the very beginning of the sect's loss of two Dao Foundation Realm monks, the later Dao five or six died, and then the sect's high-level collectives went out and were ambushed, and the ancestor himself was seriously injured, this kind of thing came out.

In the end, when the Mixed Ancestor had completed his daily routine of cultivation and was on his way to the ancestral hall, he happened to meet an introductory disciple, who was telling a very young junior sister how seven or eight high-ranking members of the sect went out under the leadership of the ancestor and encountered an ambush set by the Tiangu Sect.

Then, several senior uncles died, and the ancestor himself was also besieged by the two Dan Realm elders of the Tiangu Sect, seriously injured and dying, and fled back to the sect alone.

Hearing this, the old man was angry, and he wanted to beat him to death on the spot.

"Senior brother, senior brother...... "The senior sister looked frightened and said, "Is the sect really as you say, has it reached a moment of danger?"

"Right...... I'm sad too!" The monk looked grief-stricken, then took the opportunity to put his arm on her shoulder and said, "But we also have to face reality!"

"Once the patriarch and his old man sit down, then, the sect will also be in trouble, and at that time, there will only be a few Daoji triple masters who can shoulder the heavy responsibility......"

"Oh, do you know that among the three realms of our Mixed Yuan Sect Dao Foundation Realm, Master Yang is the strongest?"

"Uh-huh. The little junior sister nodded, "I have also heard of Uncle Yang's name, but I have never had the pleasure of meeting his old man......"

"Oh, Uncle Yang, his old man, is one of my uncles, and I am the closest descendant of his old man......"

As he spoke, the monk took the opportunity to take the young and innocent sister into his arms.

"Smack!" A heavy blow that appeared out of thin air directly knocked out the fat man's groping pig hand.

"Who is it!!" the monk exclaimed, "Come out!"

"Dare to sneak attack your Brother Yang at this time?!"

"Want to...... Eh, Ancestor, you're here!"

"Smack!" The Mixed Ancestor was expressionless, and he looked at that face.

This time, although he didn't appear, he was dizzy, and the six gods had no master, and he finally came back to his senses.

"Ancestor, listen to me......"

"Smack!" didn't listen to his explanation, and raised his hand again.

"Ancestor, I ...... by mistake"

"Smack!!"

......

Along the way, after solving a few disciples who were talking nonsense and spreading everywhere, the Mixed Yuan Ancestor soon came to the ancestral hall, and at this time, the two introductory disciples who were in charge of this place were holding the natal soul card in their hands, with a look of horror on their faces.

"Bring it, let me see!"

"Old, Ancestor, you're here!"

The two of them hurriedly got up from the ground, and then respectfully sent the broken natal soul card in their hands to the old man.

"The soul cards of these two uncles, for some reason, broke ......"

The old man gently stroked it twice with his dry fingers, and then, the only trace of luck left in his heart disappeared completely.

"Remove the soul tablets of the two of them and bury them at the foot of the main peak......

"Click!"

Who knows, before the words of the Mixed Ancestor Ancestor fell, there was another sound of the wooden card cracking, and as soon as they turned their heads, the three of them immediately saw that a deep crack appeared on the natal soul card of a Dao Foundation Realm monk in the sect, and at the same time, the aura on the soul card also dimmed a lot.

However, the only thing to be thankful for is that this Natal Soul card has not been completely broken.

"Xiao Yang!!"

The face of the Mixed Ancestor was ugly, he had lost two Dao Ji in one day, and one was dying, such a situation was definitely not caused by an accident......

......

In a hidden magic circle more than ten miles away from Wanlin Mountain, countless blood-colored tents were neatly arranged together, and outside the tents, countless monks wearing blood-patterned Taoist robes were preparing in an orderly manner.

"How is the person you just caught?" a Dan Realm monk slowly approached a barracks road.

"He still refuses to serve my people. A monk wearing a blood-patterned Dao robe spoke, "However, the entire Mixed Yuan Sect is already under the supervision of our others, but if anyone comes out, they will not be able to escape our pursuit. ”

"Even if he doesn't want to, it won't affect anything, it's a big deal to catch another one. ”

"After all, there are always ...... who are willing to cooperate in the Dao Foundation Realm of more than a dozen Mixed Yuan Sects."