"Infinite and infinite, it is said to be mysterious, mysterious and mysterious, without a trace······ Wuji Xuangong is the supreme inheritance of my Wuji Sword Sect, it has extremely high requirements for inheritors, first of all, that is, the spiritual root must be fitted, otherwise, it will suffer from the Xuangong backlash, the spiritual root will be destroyed, and it will become mundane. ”

"Xuangong Ninefold, one day at a time, gathering qi, practicing qi, building a foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, transforming gods, merging, Mahayana, crossing the tribulation, the ninefold Xuangong is completed, and after the ninety-nine heavenly tribulations, you will be a true immortal, and you will live forever. ”

"In addition, there is a set of sword classics that match Xuangong, called the Nine Styles of the Heart Sword, and the nine styles are practiced, which can break the void. ”

Wang Xuandao explained while teaching the Xuangong Sword Code to Chen Xiaolou.

When Xuangong entered the sea, Chen Xiaolou was immersed in the wonder of Xuangong, and the consciousness of the whole person suddenly changed, and there was no trace of it.

Xuan Gong is mysterious, as soon as he comes into contact, he enters the state of mystery.

Wang Xuandao was ecstatic, "Demons, demons, the fit with Xuangong is so perfect, I have only cultivated to the seventh realm, it seems that he can enter a more advanced realm, since this is the case, then I can help you." ”

Wang Xuandao, who had already finished teaching the Xuan Gong and Sword Codex, stretched out a finger towards Chen Xiaolou, who was in a mysterious state.

Seeing a mysterious light enter his sea of qi, Chen Xiaolou's entire momentum suddenly changed, and a steady stream of heaven and earth aura gathered towards him from an invisible place.

Almost in less than a stick of incense, he actually practiced the first level of Xuangong.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, much better than the old man, it took a few hours for the first Xuangong, you kid didn't have my help, at most it only took an hour. Wang Xuandao was quite satisfied with Chen Xiaolou's performance, and couldn't help but praise.

"Huh?" he quickly realized that something was wrong.

After Chen Xiaolou finished gathering qi, he didn't stop, and it seemed that he was still impacting the second realm.

"Obediently, this is to break through the Qi Gathering and advance to the Qi Cultivation Realm? This guy's talent is too much, too much. ”

Wang Xuandao has a bag on his mouth, but he is smiling in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, he broke through countless unknowable places, and in the pure white space, the aura was so rich that it could not be dissolved.

And Chen Xiaolou, who was in a mysterious state, only felt that his body was uncomfortable, and with the influx of more spiritual energy, the meridians began to be a little unable to hold on, and the feeling of swelling and pain slowly hit.

After accepting the Xuangong inheritance, he knew that it was the aura that was helping him cultivate the meridians of the whole body, strengthening and strengthening the body and soul.

With the assistance of Shizun on his side, Chen Xiaolou could bathe in the aura without any scruples, and he knew that if he missed this opportunity, there would never be such a good thing again.

Therefore, he keeps absorbing, compressing, refining, absorbing, compressing, refining······

There are no shortcuts to cultivation, and only when each step is solid, can you have the opportunity to go to a higher place.

Wang Xuandao hadn't said these words to Chen Xiaolou, but what he showed at the moment was a good seed with extremely high understanding and talent.

In the final analysis, he listened to the Taoist and learned from it, and now it is just a routine on himself.

The meridians were extended to the extreme, and if they went any further, they would be torn, and finally, Chen Xiaolou stopped the intake of spiritual energy and began to condense the aura vortex of the sea of qi.

This step is quite simple, it is to let the spiritual energy absorbed by the meridians of the whole body have a place to hold, and form a circulation with it.

Soon, the condensed aura vortex appeared in Chen Xiaolou's sea of qi, like a nebula galaxy, constantly approaching the vortex with a little bit of light, which was the aura after absorption and purification.

Like a star arrow, they continue to merge into the nebula galaxy, gradually growing until they are completely solidified.

The first layer of qi training is done.

When he condensed ten vortices, he could try to fuse them and impact the Foundation Realm.

After the qi cultivation was completed, the spiritual sense was born, and Chen Xiaolou woke up from the state of cultivation.

"How?" Wang Xuandao asked when he saw him open his eyes.

Chen Xiaolou got up, then knelt on the ground, "Thank you for preaching, Xiaolou will live up to the grace of the master's inheritance." ”

Wang Xuandao nodded, with Chen Xiaolou's talent, there is no need to worry at all, Wuji Xuangong is a kind of mysterious and mysterious exercise, not a person with the same sect and the same skill, he can't sense any difference between him, which also fits the characteristic that the exercise is traceless, and it also plays a role in protecting the owner of Xuangong.

"Master led the way into the door, and the cultivation was personal. The fate of you and my master and apprentice is over here, and if there is fate, we will see each other again. ”

As soon as Wang Xuandao finished speaking, he slowly disappeared in front of Chen Xiaolou's eyes, this was just a inheritance of his divine thoughts, and when the inheritance task was completed, naturally the divine thoughts would also return to the main body.

And in an unknown space, a long-bearded immortal suddenly shook his body, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and then showed a smile of relief.

Wuji Sword Sect, in the Inheritance Hall, Chen Xiaolou suddenly woke up, and he heard the senior brother of the Inheritance Hall shouting, "Next!"

He was a little confused, it seemed that he had been in that space for a long time, why was it only a few breaths here?

Soon, he shook his head, "What kind of character is Shizun, such means are almost at your fingertips, my realm is too low, how can I understand it?"

After bowing respectfully to the statue of the master, Chen Xiaolou threw off his arms and walked out of the hall, quietly waiting for everyone to complete the inheritance and distribute it.

When the last immortal disciple to accept the inheritance, Yu Wangui, walked out of the inheritance hall, the whole ceremony was over.

This really didn't disappoint the bigwigs of the Infinite Sword Sect, it was just a ceremony, and the so-called supreme inheritance left by the ancestor was simply an impossible existence.

If there is, then why can't anyone who has a Xuanyin spiritual root that has no spiritual root in ten thousand years not be able to get it when Yu returns in the evening?

The big guys couldn't help but shake their heads, and walked out of the inheritance hall one by one.

"Or the old rules?" said Sect Master Shangguan Yu after glancing at the Seven Pavilion Masters.

The Seven Pavilion Masters looked at each other, and the Tianshu Pavilion Master said, "Then according to the words of the sect master, the old rules." ”

Every time an immortal disciple enters, after the inheritance, he will join the Seven Pavilions, in fact, when selecting the apprentice point, the disciples of each pavilion who perform the task have already informed the pavilion master of the details of these immortals, and generally the immortal disciples selected by the pavilion will belong to which pavilion.

After the Seven Pavilions summarized the immortal disciples they had brought back from the apprentice selection point, there was still one person left in front of the entire hall.

Chen Xiaolou was not brought back by the senior brothers and sisters of the Seven Pavilions of the Sword Sect, he was picked up halfway by the scholar.

Send Chen Xiaolou back to the Sword Sect, and the calligrapher will be nowhere to be found.

"Haha, no one wants Chen Xiaolou. ”

"The spiritual root has no attributes, so it's useless to go. ”

"I see it's hanging, he was brought back by Uncle Xiao, let's see if Uncle Xiao will want him. ”

The Seven Pavilion Pavilion Master was also suspicious, like Chen Xiaolou, who had no attribute spiritual root, in previous years, he was screened at the apprentice selection point, and it was impossible to get to the mountain gate.

Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, and Kaiyang Six Pavilion Pavilion Masters set their eyes on the Shaking Light Pavilion Masters, and that meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The person was brought back by the person you shook the light, so it was accepted by you in the light shake pavilion.

Shi Jizi, the master of the Shaking Light Pavilion, stared at Chen Xiaolou for a while, and then shook his head helplessly, this kind of thing always spread out to his shaking bald head.

used to be a junior brother, extremely uneasy, but now it is Chen Xiaolou, a rotten wood, still uneasy.

The little junior brother is okay, he is extremely talented, and he formed a golden pill at the age of less than 100 years old, and I believe that he can cultivate into a yuan infant without a single Jiazi.

It's a pity that the little junior brother's mind is not in cultivation, but in the unrestrained and game world, this time he came back and brought a waste of wood, and then he disappeared again, which is really speechless.

Shi Jizi waved his hand, signaling Chen Xiaolou to join the team of new disciples of the Shaking Light Pavilion, and then walked alone with his hands behind his back.