Just as Pang Xian gritted his teeth and was about to die and struggle, a shocking rainbow fell from the sky, circled around the ten-zhang silver dragon, turned into a prison rope, and pulled the silver dragon to the cloud sky with a "whoosh".

Pang Xian was shocked, and saw a feather-clothed Taoist press the cloud head and stand in the air. That Taoist man was in his forties, with a gentle spirit, a solemn demeanor, and a fairy spirit. There is a small dragon with claws and horns in his hand, bent and stretched, and the cold light reflects the fingers of the Taoist.

At the moment, I couldn't help but be stunned, there was such a powerful person, capturing a dragon like catching a small snake, which was too sensational. The silver dragon couldn't stop biting the Daoist's fingers, but it couldn't hurt it even at all.

This person was so bright, and asked gently: "I am the master of the Wutai Sect and the mixed yuan, look at your number of paths, you should be my disciple, who is your master?"

Pang Xian was excited, gasped, and unprepared to see the ancestor mixed yuan. Immediately, he didn't dare to slack off, and bowed down: "Disciple Pang Xian, the master of the master, meet the ancestor master." ”

The Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch has witnessed the process of Pang Xian's ambush in the sky, and he can be called brave and strategic. At this time, this disciple is heroic, Huayi is outwardly visible, and the entrance is thorough through the twelve-story building. I was both surprised and happy that I had such a talent under my door, and my boredom was immediately relieved.

Some time ago, my old friend Bliss went to Maoshan to discuss with himself. At the beginning, he was also happy, but later, he said that his sect's rules were loose, and he was dragged down by his disciples sooner or later, and he was afraid of unforeseen difficulties. Depressed, he ordered his disciple Xu Feiniang to guard the Five Poison Yuan Spirits, and returned to the mountain gate to test the school disciples.

The disciple in front of him does not seem to have a strong nature, but he has a solid foundation, and he should have worked hard. In addition, helping the villagers to kill the dragon, the conduct should not be bad, if it is seen by the old friend of Bliss, he will definitely retract the preface, and I also have good deeds and good character under the Wutai Sect.

"I see that your Xuangong is thorough through the twelve levels, and the Dao Foundation is complete, but you have taken some kind of spiritual essence immortal fruit?" It is not as authentic as Xuanmen, self-cultivation and self-satisfaction, and does not seek anything else.

Pang Xian said in a deep voice: "The disciple traveled down the mountain, and he was destined to find the Baiyang True Immortal Residence with two fellow Daoists, and built the foundation with the Baiyang diagram engraved by the real person, so that he could have his current achievements." ”

Hearing this, the mixed patriarch couldn't help but be overjoyed, this door "Taiyi Golden Chapter" lacks part of the exercises to practice qi and build a foundation, although he has integrated the strengths of a hundred schools, and has completed this part of the method, but after all, it is not perfect. Now in the door, only he and his junior brother Sikong Zhan have the opportunity to prove the earth immortal, and the rest are all because the foundation is not solid enough, and it is difficult to make progress for decades. If there is really a Baiyang diagram to make up for the lack of this practice, the day of Wutai Daxing is not far away.

Pang Xian did not wait for the patriarch to explain, so he presented the transcribed Baiyang diagram. The Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch had an outstanding vision, and after a glance, he knew that this was a genuine product, and blurted out: "My way is complete! Pang Xian, you can make a great contribution to this sect." ”

Pang Xian didn't know that the patriarch attached so much importance to the Baiyang diagram, and everything he did was for his own cultivation, not to make meritorious contributions to his master. Seeing that the patriarch was happy, he presented the nameless bone book obtained from Qixiaguan, the words contained in this bone book were too ancient to be of any use to himself.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch was overjoyed, couldn't help but look at the Baiyang diagram, and took the nameless bone book casually, and never paid a little attention to it, but then the situation was unexpected.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch injected the true qi into the bone book, and a monstrous vision was born. The infinite runes exploded like a galaxy, blooming brilliantly, enveloping a radius of hundreds of miles, pulling the banks of the Yellow River into the infinite starry sky.

The old patriarch was staying in the distance, waiting for the result of Pang Xian's beheading, but suddenly he fell from the bright day to the starry night, and shouted in horror that the Wutai Immortal Chief had great powers.

The mixed Yuan patriarch changed color, and this vision was not inferior to the time when he obtained the Taiyi Gold Medal, could it be that this bone book was comparable to the inheritance of Tianfu?

The starlight was shining, the runes in the sky were dancing like fish and dragons, and the silver-white luster reflected Pang Xian's face flickering and bright. Even if the Bone Book had been activated, it was hard to imagine that there was such a huge momentum in the hands of the Mixed Yuan Patriarch.

The tadpole fish talisman swings leisurely, secretly conforming to the mystical trajectory, forming a galaxy universe. After a while, all the runes suddenly accelerated, orderly in chaos, and quickly collapsed into a singularity, suddenly forming an image of an ancient god and demon.

I saw that his body was huge, ten feet long, as solid as substance, with a human face and a beast body, huge ears, and a green snake hanging from him. A scorching white light, dazzling eyes. A fierce aura is forcing people to face the door, this demon god is not like a good kind.

Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch was a spirit, and resolutely interrupted the infusion of true qi. The primeval demon god lost his support, and suddenly turned into a long dragon of mysterious qi and shot into the ring finger bone.

This phalanx is stimulated by the mixed element true qi, as clear as crystal, and the runes inside are as thin as firefly eggs, which seems to contain the mysteries of cosmic biochemistry.

The Mixed Yuan Patriarch pinched his hands, took steps, and did it out of thin air, swaying up a stream of smoke, soaring into the sky, disrupting the number of days here. If there is a great power to calculate with Xuan Gong, it can only be calculated that the Mixed Yuan Patriarch is here to kill Jiao.

After the practice was completed, the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch immediately pulled Pang Xian and left.

Pang Xian only felt that the smoke cage was foggy, and he was dizzy as if he was stepping on cotton. After a while, I stopped for a while, and then looked at the surrounding scenery, the ancient trees and ginseng, the palace was grand, but it was not where the ancestral court of the Wutai faction was located.

At this time, the master of the Wutai faction in front of the mountain gate has led all the disciples to wait here for a long time, among which the famous ones such as: Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan, Sun and Moon Monk Qianxiao, Seven-handed Yaksha Long Fei, Jiaoshan Taoist, He Zhang, and so on. Anyone who goes out is a well-known sword immortal, but at this time, they are all respectful, without the slightest impatience. Their admiration and love for the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch came from the bottom of their hearts.

At that moment, everyone worshipped the patriarch, and Pang Xian had also seen the teachers. Seeing that all the disciples were harmonious and happy, and there were many outstanding people, the Taiyi Mixed Yuan Patriarch was full of joy in his heart. Since he entered the inner sanctum, he did not mention it.

Pang Xian didn't know that he was just returning with the patriarch, but he annoyed a person for no reason, it was Zhu Hong, the proud disciple of the patriarch of the mixed yuan. That Zhu Hong relied on the favor of his master on weekdays, so he did not respect several older brothers, and his travels down the mountain were even worse. Now that he sees that the Mixed Yuan Patriarch loves Pang Xian a lot, he is jealous in his heart.

Because Pang Xian has a low seniority, he did not intervene in the greetings of the teacher. Subsequently, the mixed yuan patriarch took the entrance examination of the school's cultivation, which was eye-opening.

He Zhang's head slapped on the back, and there were dozens of red lines, which were more urgent than electricity, dancing in the air, twists and turns, all unsatisfactory, obviously the way of flying swords had entered the realm.

Xuandu Yushi Lin Yuan was not far behind, releasing purple, red, and yellow sword lights, fighting with He Zhang. Dozens of sword lights twisted together, like dragons and snakes.

Fighting to the rise, the two sword immortals are even more one, the sword light is blazing, the neon glow is overflowing, reflecting the surrounding blurred color, so magnificent.

I only saw that all the disciples who were behind were surprised and delighted, and the envy poured into my heart, and I couldn't wait to replace them with my body, even if I refined them into a sword immortal.