The moon sets and the sun rises, the morning light spreads all over the land, and the quiet Lingxi City begins to become busy... At the same time, many shocking news spread throughout the city.

"Have you heard? Yuan Fang gave up his identity as Qingcheng Academy and succeeded him as the head of the Yuan family. ”

"I've heard it a long time ago, your news is outdated, the latest news, Yuan Jian voluntarily severed all relations with the Yuan family, cut off the fetters of Hongchen, and asked with all his heart to seek immortals. ”

This kind of conversation happens from time to time in the streets and alleys, and when you wake up, everyone suddenly feels unreal... I thought that the Yuan family was about to prosper, but I didn't expect the past to happen again.

"Alas... One door and two days of arrogance, the result is all bent on seeking immortals and asking, sad!"

"The three major families have declined one after another, hundreds of years, and finally waited for this opportunity, hehe..."

sighed, there are all kinds of people with bad intentions, if those with bad intentions know that the Yuan family has strong people in the three realms, I don't know how they will feel.

As the core of the incident, Yuan Jian bathed in the morning light and rode a fast horse along the avenue all the way north... This trip went to the nearest prefecture-level city, the Imperial Demon City, where according to Jin Meng, there was a grand auction recently, and there may be an auxiliary medicine of the Ghost Pill.

He could have driven the Purple Thunder Boat to go quickly, but Yuan Jian had his own plans, and the second was that on the vast road of cultivation, some hole cards must be left, and the more the number, the farther he will go on the road of cultivation...

Gallop for a long day, rest in the evening in a wood, let go of the reins and let the horses eat... He casually swung out a few sword qi and flew into the distance, followed by the sound of an object falling to the ground.

The divine consciousness mobilized the spirit qi to form a large hand and captured a few prey, which were some game... Take out a few refined mortal weapon forks, fork the prey, transform the fire attribute spirit qi to wrap the prey, and skillfully burn all the inedible parts of the prey inside and outside into ashes.

Then transform the water-attribute Lingqi and clean the prey, and then use the fire-attribute Lingqi to barbecue...

With Yuan Jian's current cultivation, he can't open the valley yet, and if he wants to use the Heaven and Earth Lingqi to supply himself, he must at least reach the second realm of cultivation... Besides, his physical body is now of a medium human level, and he is completely in short supply, so he has to rely on food to supplement it.

After a while, a smell of meat wafted out, but Yuan Jian didn't add any seasoning, for him, it was just a routine replenishment of physical strength... These details of his previous life were all done by Xi'er for him.

"Water and fire are two spiritual roots, and the control is almost perfect, not bad!!" A voice sounded, and then Mentor Mo Lan walked out of the woods and came to Yuan Jian and squatted down.

In fact, the boy already knew that someone was following, but the other party didn't leak any malice, so he let him follow... He handed one out of the mortal fork in his hand to Mentor Mo Lan, and said flatly: "Let's try what you made!"

After taking the barbecue, Mentor Mo Lan lightly opened his lips, and after taking a small bite, he didn't taste it in his hand, but asked out loud: "I heard that you went to the Demon Beast Mountain Range to practice for a month?"

"The mentor wants to ask about the vision that happened in the Demon Beast Mountain Range? Before the anomaly occurred, I saw a purple light flying rapidly towards the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range. I already knew it in my heart, and the young man Gujing replied without waves.

"Purple, thunder attribute, is it..."Mentor Mo Lan whispered for a while, as if he had an understanding, so he didn't say much... After coming back to her senses, she took out a demon beast bag and handed it to Yuan Jian, saying, "Don't lose the face of Qingcheng Academy when you go out, this is for your riding pet." ”

The monster bag is used to hold the items of the monster, and the storage bag is different from the storage bag, the space opened up by the monster bag is good to communicate with the outside world, and the cheapest price also requires tens of millions of spirit stones...

Taking the demon beast bag, the divine sense probed into it, and there was a black and white tiger, a first-level demon beast... The vicious gaze of his previous life made Yuan Jian find a little different, and the soul power probe was only a little eyebrow-raising...

His serious look made Mentor Mo Lan's steps of wanting to leave pause... Sitting cross-legged, the remnant soul of the young man appeared in the air from his body, took the demon beast bag and looked at it carefully.

"God... Heaven-level power, good senior!" Mentor Mo Lan took a few steps back in surprise and said respectfully, this kind of aura that is so powerful that it is incomparable, she has never seen it from any prefecture-level powerhouse.

The remnant soul checked it and finally found the difference, and then the long hair was windless and automatic, and the remnant soul shouted: "Wanyuan returns to the sect, the bloodline is enlightened!!" In an instant, an invisible momentum rippled out, causing countless leaves to fall from the surrounding trees, and Mentor Mo Lan immediately got up and quickly retreated.

And the black and white tiger in the monster bag kept roaring, as if in pain, and when the remnant soul finished drinking, the black and white tiger's back was bulging in two places, and a team of snow-white wings popped out...

After incorporating a set of cultivation techniques into the black and white tiger, the remnant soul suddenly disappeared, and it was already in front of Mentor Mo Lan again... Mentor Mo Lan looked nervous, and hurriedly said in fear: "I have seen everything, I hope that my predecessors will spare their lives!"

The remnant soul's palm landed on Mentor Mo Lan's forehead, making her delicate body tremble in fright, not daring to make the slightest movement... Carefully sensed the exercises cultivated by Mentor Mo Lan, it was the middle stage of the earth level, and improved it to the early stage of the heaven level, and imprinted it into her soul.

Then the remnant soul drifted away and returned to Yuan Jian's body, and the demon beast bag also fell into his arms...

When Mentor Mo Lan came back to her senses, her pupils were a little frightened, a monk who could create a heaven-level exercise, that was a level she couldn't look up to... He bowed slightly to the direction where Yuan Jian was, and then turned into a streamer and disappeared into the sky.

After Mentor Mo Lan disappeared, Yuan Jian opened his eyes tiredly, and what he did just now almost drained his soul power.

Use the only soul power to recognize the tiger in the monster bag... Feeling the familiar aura, the black and white tiger obediently obeyed Yuan Jian, and then was summoned out of the demon beast bag by Yuan Jian.

Tired of glancing at the black and white tiger, the young man said indifferently: "In the future, your name is Bai Ling, give me the Dharma Protector." "Pick up the barbecue on the ground, wipe it with the palm of your hand, and suddenly the barbecue meat turns into powder and disappears into heaven and earth, which is a way to quickly replenish physical strength.

After that, he sat cross-legged and concentrated on running the morning and evening scrolls, accelerating the recovery of soul power...

The sky is gradually getting dark, Haoyue hides in the clouds without leaking a little moonlight, the moon is dark and the wind is high at night, it is the time to kill.... The woods around Yuan Jian became unusually silent, and the horse that had eaten did not come back, only the black and white white spirit, like a ghost, quietly hibernated on the ground, protecting Yuan Jian's Dharma.

Suddenly, Bai Ling suddenly stood up, spread his snow-white wings, and stared at the dark woods in the distance with tiger eyes..."Roar!!" A heaven-shattering roar came from Bai Ling's mouth, startling the birds in the distance and flying away.

Hearing Bai Ling's roar, Yuan Jian stopped and continued to recover his soul power, got up and looked at the woods in the distance, a sense of crisis came, and the morning and evening sword appeared in his hand...

"Heh... I said that things have been going so smoothly lately, it turned out that it was just to paralyze me and make me careless, and the real ruthless trick stayed here, but are you sure you can keep me?"

However, it seemed that in response to him, a sense of crisis spread from afar, surrounding Yuan Jian in all directions, and even a sense of crisis came from the thick clouds in the sky...