Kunlun Unfrozen Spring, the place where Bukit cut down trees during his lifetime.

The clear spring gushes out of the pool, like broken jade falling into a clear pool, and like the torrent of fate, flowing endlessly.

There is a stone monument standing next to the pond: the tomb of Bukit, the third generation of the sect.

The sect members gathered by the misty pond, and counting the registered disciples who had never entered the room, there were only forty-one people in total, and there were not even fifty people.

A few days ago, Chai Song built a four-corner high platform on the edge of the ice-free spring, called the Tongling Platform, with a radius of 36 zhang, and 28 flags were planted on all sides:

Seven green flags in the East, according to the horns, Kang, Di, Fang, heart, tail, Kei, cloth Canglong;

Seven soap flags in the north, according to the fighting, bull, female, virtual, dangerous, room, wall, as the trend of Xuanwu;

The seven white flags in the west, according to Kui, Lou, Stomach, Pleiades, Bi, Mi, and Shen, stand the power of the white tiger;

Seven red flags in the south; according to the well, the ghost, the willow, the star, the zhang, the wing, the wing, the wing, the shape of the red bird.

Under the psychic stage, the four disciples who entered the room wore soapy robes, wore hair crowns, and held a white banner to guard the altar.

Before the practice on the Chai Song platform, he had bathed and fasted for seven days, and at this moment he was wearing two ritual Taoist clothes, distributing bare feet, slowly ascending the altar, and instructed the four disciples guarding the altar: "Do not leave the position without permission, do not talk to each other, do not talk nonsense, if there is a violation of the order, the canon will be dealt with!"

The four disciples received the order, surrounded a large black stone, and began to perform the spiritualism ritual.

Two hours passed, and nothing unusual was seen. The disciples couldn't bear to be bored, and some couldn't help but whisper:

"What kind of stone is that?"

"Chai Shouza said that he once met a stranger and taught psychic gems, which can summon the soul of the dead. ”

"Although the soul of the former sect leader has dissipated, the soul has not been extinguished, and he can still return to his soul for a while. ”

"Although the soul has not been destroyed, after so many years, it has already fallen into the six realms of reincarnation, where can I find it?"

"I don't know, but Chai Shouzao has now reached the peak of cultivation, and there will definitely be a way. ”

On the day of his death, Niu Zhu was depressed, I don't know if it was because he was mourning his master, or because Jiang Ling and Yu Han did not come.

Su Ji didn't feel lost, after all, although the master had not attained immortality, he had no worries when he left. Immortality is to enjoy more beauty, and will not leave unfinished regrets because life is short.

However, the longer a person lives, the more regrets there are. Immortality itself is a process of constant regret. Watching the relatives and friends around him leave one by one, leaving him alone, that kind of taste is only known to those who have tasted it.

At that moment, Su Ji felt that maybe there was no so-called eternity in the world, the mountains and rivers and the land had undergone great changes, and there could be a few people who were immortal, even if they had cultivated thousands of years of longevity, compared with the eternal time, they were still passers-by who passed in a hurry.

At noon, the sun dispelled the haze, and a ray of sunlight shone on Kunlun.

In the stunned eyes of the sect members, a hazy phantom appeared above the psychic gem, and it was the ethereal outline of Bukit's white clothes!

No one knows if the phantom is the soul of Bukit himself.

Su Ji looked through the fox pupil and found that the phantom of Wu Ji was just an illusion formed by Xuan Qingqi, not a real soul. With Chai Songxuan's cultivation in the Nine Realms, it was not difficult to create a phantom that could speak, but he wanted to use this form.

Su Ji felt that this was where Chai Song's cleverness lies, if he creates a phantom, no matter how vivid it is, his speech and demeanor will inevitably be flawed, but now it is so virtual and real, but it makes people have a sense of mystery.

However, everyone agrees that it is Bukit himself.

Huoyao Cave Master, Riyao Cave Master, Jinyao Cave Master, the three cave masters all knelt down, and then, Huangmei Daoren, Ye Mozi, Ji Lao, Jingyang, Yunyi, and the five Lingtai elders also knelt down.

When all the disciples saw this, they all believed that the phantom was Bukit himself, and knelt down without hesitation.

"Master!"

Niu Zhu threw himself down under the spiriting platform, cried bitterly, and sobbed: "Master!

The vague white phantom seemed to react, swaying slightly, as if it was blown by the wind, and then disappeared.

Everyone slowly raised their heads and looked at each other, no one knew what was going on.

Niu Zhu wiped away his tears and asked, "Chai Shouzao, where has Master gone?"

Chai Song faced everyone in the audience and said, "Don't worry, Senior Brother Wu Ji is separated from us by yin and yang, and we can only stay in the world for a moment. Please come to the stage and touch the psychic gems in turn, if Senior Brother Takekit feels that person is qualified to succeed the sect leader, he will show up to meet him. If you can make Senior Brother Bukit appear again, no matter how high or low you are, no matter how strong or weak your cultivation is, you must succeed as the sect leader, and don't shirk it. ”

Immediately afterwards, the disciples came to the stage one after another to stroke the psychic gems, and twenty people passed, but none of them reacted, and in a blink of an eye, it was Su Ji's turn to take the stage.

Su Ji slowly stepped forward, already convinced of the guess just now, and now all this is a scam.

At this time, the three cave masters in the audience used the white crane to transmit the voice and secretly talked to each other:

The master of the Riyao Cave said: "Today's ceremony is over, and Senior Nephew Ji will be able to inherit the sect leader justifiably, and there is no need to worry about the future." ”

The Lord of the Fire Cave said, "I think you are thinking too much. Senior Nephew Ji is not worried about gossip, nor is he afraid that the sect members will not be convinced, but he has no interest in this position at all!"

The master of Jin Yao Cave said: "This can't be blamed on him, Chai Song Xuanqing Nine Realms cultivated, even if Senior Ji and nephew see this little trick, they can't fight him." ”

The Lord of the Sun Yao Cave said: "Later, the illusion of Buji will appear, even if Senior Nephew Ji does not want to inherit the sect leader, he must inherit it, unless he really intends to break with the sect." ”

The Fire Cave Lord said, "Isn't it a bit too despicable for us to do this? If Taiyin is here, he will definitely oppose us. ”

The lord of the Riyao Cave said: "This is also a last resort, there will always be someone to inherit the teaching, we old guys are not willing to wade into this troubled water, we can only make the young people suffer more." ”

The Huoyao Cave Lord sighed: "Senior nephew Ji, senior nephew Ji, Chai Shouza has taken great pains to let there be a successor to the teaching, I hope you don't blame him." ”

Chai Song slowly approached the psychic gem, and a stream of Xuanqing qi spread to the psychic gem through his fingers, and the aura became thicker and thicker, and there were faint signs of condensation. The range of movement is very small, and it stops after moving, so it is difficult for people to notice.

After perceiving the truth, Su Ji felt deeply disappointed, and it was really sad that the future of the teachings should be saved by a false deception.

Su Ji's original intention of cultivation was only to take his fate into his own hands, and now he can't fall for this kind of charlatan's trick no matter what.

Walking in front of the psychic gem, Su Ji stretched out a hand, and when he was less than two inches away from the psychic gem, Chai Song's fingers moved slightly, as if he felt something.

In just a short moment, Su Ji's palm released the Xuan Ming Qi, cutting off the formation of the Xuan Qing Qi.

Chai Song's eyes suddenly flickered, and he felt a powerful aura that was preventing Xuanqing Qi from condensing into an illusion.

The two breaths were stalemate, at first they were evenly matched, but in the later stage, Su Ji felt that his breath was unstable, and there were faint signs of exhaustion, so he decisively gave up confronting Chai Song, and poured all the remaining Xuanming Qi into the psychic gem!

Click!

The psychic gem showed a crack, and it shattered violently, turning into a wisp of ash in an instant, and disappeared with the wind.

With his head down from beginning to end, Su Ji didn't look at anyone, as if nothing had happened.

The disciples in the audience were all feeling strange about the shattering of the psychic gem, and only the three cave masters in the audience had already seen that Su Ji and Chai Song had just completed a thrilling contest.

At this moment, the three cave masters were stunned and fell into shock, they couldn't imagine that Chai Songxuanqing's cultivation in the Nine Realms was no match for Su Ji after he came out.

Chai Song's eyes were stunned, it was a complex emotion behind his gaze, and he was shocked by Su Ji's rapid cultivation!

Su Ji didn't debunk the trick, just looked at Chai Song silently, and the two tacitly agreed.

At this time, in addition to the three cave masters, including Niu Zhu, the sect master, they saw the psychic gem shattered, and they didn't know what was happening, and they all sighed that the previous sect leader still didn't choose Su Ji, and felt hopeless about the future of the sect.