The cold and summer have come and gone, the autumn wind has fallen, and three months have passed since the parent-child hall. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

In these three months, Chang'an has done two major things.

The first thing is to make yourself in the ranking of the disciple list and successfully enter the top 100, and the second thing is to go to the Dantang to resign from the identity of the alchemy boy and wholeheartedly prepare for the next inner disciple trial.

On this day, the autumn breeze is bleak, the autumn leaves on the shore of the lake are falling, and Chang'an walks on the path next to the shore, looking a little relaxed.

After a few breaths, a figure jumped out of the woods on the other side and landed in front of Chang'an.

Looking at Xiao Qi, who was a first-class waist, Chang'an said hello, and jumped down at Xiao Qi and came to a small stone pavilion.

"In half a month, it will be the trial of the inner disciples, this time, I want to..."

"Do you want to borrow the elixir?"

Before Chang'an finished speaking, Xiao Qi stared at his cute big eyes, and spread out his palms, revealing a few pills that seemed to have been refined soon and exuded a strong medicinal fragrance.

Chang An shook his head and patted Xiao Qi's shoulder, feeling a little moved in his heart.

If you look at it according to the actual age, Xiao Qi's mind is almost the size of a human seven-year-old child, but it is not a lot of help for himself, touching the green three-leaf sapling on the top of Xiao Qi's head, Chang An is like a younger brother, and he confided lightly: "After gathering the six layers of spirits, it is impossible to break through with pills, this should be the three spirit dilemma, the first dilemma..."

"The Three Spirits Dilemma?"

Xiao Qi lowered his head to himself, as if he was thinking about something.

Looking at Xiao Qi's appearance, Chang An smiled and shook his head and explained: "The three-spirit dilemma, I don't know if you will be able to encounter it, but generally speaking, it will appear on the sixth, ninth, and twelfth floors of the Gathering Spirits. ”

Speaking of this, Chang An sighed and took a deep breath, and continued: "I came to you this time because of the inner disciple trial, I shouldn't come to Nanlin in the past half a month, I have to prepare and prepare, the bell is over nine, and I will look for you in the disciple hall when the time comes." ”

Xiao Qi nodded heavily, and then the two said some words of mutual blessing and left.

After breaking through the sixth layer of Gathering Spirits, Xiao Qi's cultivation for Chang'an could already be perceived, but it was still very vague, and finally under the inquiry, Xiao Qi turned out to be the cultivation of the fourth layer of Gathering Spirits, and Chang'an was really stunned and surprised.

Since then, Chang'an has realized that when Xiao Qi first met him, he had already stepped into the spirit gathering, and it was no wonder that he could use some spells to help him trap people.

For Xiao Qi, Chang An is not very worried, after all, Xiao Qi has his father, how many cultivation resources there are, just a steady stream of pills can make Xiao Qi a strong man in the future, on the contrary, Chang An is worried about himself.

For three months, there has been no movement on the sixth layer of the Gathering Spirit, no matter how he refines the absorbed aura, it seems that he has been rejected by the spiritual power in the dantian spiritual sea, and it pops out of the body, and it seems that he does not recognize this new aura.

After climbing the South Peak, passing by the disciple's hall, Chang'an paused and couldn't help but walk in.

The courtyard in the disciple's hall is still lively at this moment, and the sound of heated discussions and surprises sounded from time to time, which immediately caused a burst of exclamations around him, under the words of Luo Ze, Chang'an could still hear a few shouts of worship in black clothes, and every time at this time, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but have a trace of complexity and bitterness.

Unlike three months ago, if it was three months ago, he would have been extremely proud when he heard someone discussing him, but the long silence of Linghai made him more and more worried, if one day, he was like that white clothes, fleeting, not in glory, what should I do, every time I think of this, the pressure is great.

Leaving the staggered disciple hall, Chang An looked up at the sky, and then looked down at the index finger of his left hand that was entwined by many white strips of cloth, although the white strips of cloth covered his eyes, but Chang An seemed to be able to penetrate and see, under this strip of cloth, the index finger that was as red as a bloody stinging pain.

After a little groaning, Chang'an's footsteps were moving, but the direction he walked was not a rest house, but a path down the mountain to the north.

One step was like three steps, and he was as fast as a meteor, and finally his feet did not touch the ground, relying only on speed, he ran away from the dust, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The road is very long, and it is also very far, and the green woods that can be seen are also slowly becoming scarce under the passage of time, and finally it is deserted, only a few weeds are left on the side of the road, and after half a pillar of incense, Chang'an suddenly stopped walking like a fly, and looked up at the huge lonely mountain at the end of his eyes.

And at the foot, three feet ago, there is a stone stele, on which there are clearly visible eight large characters.

"Raising Beasts Spirit Mountain, disciples stop..."

Chang'an, who retracted his gaze, muttered: "I can't imagine that this beast breeding hall still has this kind of momentum..."

Unlike when he came to the Beast Breeding Palace, as a sixth-layer spirit gatherer, he could already feel the majestic spiritual power that he couldn't feel before.

This spiritual power formed a strange operating formation around the Beast Breeding Hall, as if there was a huge wooden stick stirring in it, and from it emanated a strong bloody aura that was not like a human monk, and it was immediately torn apart by the stirring spiritual power, as if the spirit beast in custody was constantly attacking the formation of the Beast Breeding Palace.

In addition, Chang'an also felt two extremely strong breaths, this breath is very familiar, and it is exactly the same as the two people Chang'an saw last time, there is no need to guess that these two people should still be guarding the Beast Breeding Palace.

Before, I only felt that the two of them were unfathomable, but now that I look at it, Chang'an feels that the cultivation of the two is deeply terrifying, and the depth is a little awe-inspiring, this feeling is much stronger than Du Pengyi, who is the first place in the Nanfeng disciple list, and even Chang'an secretly thought, if this person is really a disciple of Nanfeng, why didn't he appear on the disciple list, unless...

Suddenly, Chang'an was shocked, a heart jumped violently, and he breathed heavily, and he spit out with difficulty: "Foundation building period..."

Chang'an, who swallowed his saliva violently, was already flooded with turmoil in his heart, if the two of them were really in the foundation building period, it would be too terrible, and the foundation building period was in Nanfeng, there were only a few people, in addition to the elders, there were only a few deacons left, if so, then the two should be the five deacons of Nanfeng Undoubtedly, it's just that the young man with a weak look doesn't seem to be a person from Nanfeng.

"Go, or not..."

Feeling the two powerful and incomparable breaths that appeared in his perception, Chang An gritted his teeth, stiffened his head, and kicked up the mountain.