Above the Immortal Cultivation

"continue."

I don’t know if it’s good or bad, right or wrong, a shackle or a peak.

Wang Lu was confused and looking forward to it.

Miao Nian City is less than 30,000 miles away from Qingshan Mountain where Miao Nian Sect is located. As the spiritual mountain with the richest aura in the West Desert, Miaonian City is also full of aura.

Then there are the spirit gathering formations in Miaonian City itself and the otherworldly spirit gathering formations in Yinluanxuan. The aura of Yinluanxuan is as strong as hot fire cooking oil.

As the most noble third level, it has even more aura.

It wasn't Wang Lu who was boasting. The aura of the room he was in far exceeded that of the Dream Sect, not even a hundred times, but at least five times that of Lingzhu Cave.

"Hoo ho ho!"

Continuous storms of spiritual energy silently gathered from all directions towards his room as he practiced and were swallowed into his body.

Then it transformed into invisible threads of mana that were ten thousand times smaller than hair, constantly cutting into his originally huge, dense and compact mana, trying to blend into it.

Wang Lu circulates from the initial Qi refining stage, to the foundation building stage, to the golden elixir stage and then to the Nascent Soul stage.

Repeatedly and repeatedly, I soon fell into a state of formlessness, selflessness, and total forgetfulness.

Five years passed by in a blink of an eye.

"boom!"

A bright silver light exploded in a secret, empty underground hall of Yinluanxuan.

The silver light dissipated, revealing an old man wearing black and white paddy field clothes, with sharp eyes and a sinister expression. He was as skinny as firewood and could not be seen through the still water.

"My subordinates didn't know that the Prison Incense Master was coming, so I will inform the Qin Incense Master and hope that I will forgive you!"

A middle-aged man in gold and silver robes in the late Nascent Soul stage suddenly saw Yin Qi's arrival. Shocked and frightened, he suddenly flashed in front of the stone table not far away and clasped his fists in a very respectful manner.

He only knew that someone would come from Xuanzhong at this time today.

According to common sense in the past, if an incense master comes, Qin Xiang master must be present.

Who would have thought that the person who came here was not only a fierce man at the Xiang Master level, but also the frightened Prison Xiang Master Yin Qi who had an iron fist and ruthless methods.

The other party has the qualifications and advanced strength to kill Xiang Lord and others at will.

The facts are there and the evidence is irrefutable.

In the late stage of his Nascent Soul, he was appointed as the Xiang Master by the Xuan Master. The powerful elder at the peak of the early stage of becoming a god was dissatisfied. Yin Qi fought with the opponent for three days and three nights without saying a word, and made great achievements in killing him directly.

There are many, many people in the Xuanzhong, regardless of elders, true disciples, core disciples, ordinary disciples, and handymen; no matter how high or low their cultivation level is, after he became the incense master, they were all silently killed by the Hell Abyss. People erase.

For a time, the wind in Yinluanxuan was trembling, and everyone was in danger, fearing that at some point, the abyss of hell would come like the god of death and harvest them.

The strong man had not felt the nightmare of death for a long, long time, and cold sweat fell involuntarily on his forehead and down his cheeks.

Yin Qi came out of the blue without any warning. Could it be that he had discovered the past incident of guarding and stealing, and was here to take advantage of him?

This was a trivial matter more than five hundred years ago, and he just coveted five top-quality spiritual stones.

It's just that according to the bloody methods of Yuyuan, anyone who violates the rules of Xuanzhong will be cut off in severe cases, while those in mild cases will linger in the prison.

"What should I tell her to do? Your Qinxiang Master has left the Western Desert long ago. Wherever that boy Wang Lu is, take me there immediately."

Just when the man was afraid and uneasy, Yin Qi's unique voice and intonation seemed to ooze from the gaps between his teeth, which made him feel relieved. He didn't have time to think too much, and he immediately straightened up and said quickly: "Yes, my subordinate will lead the way."

As long as he has nothing to do with him, not to mention looking for Wang Lu, he will be happy to fight life or death with ten monks of the same realm.

The two of them zigzagged all the way up, and soon came to a screen of light, where the man shot out a spell.

"Whoosh, whoosh", the light curtain separated into two colorless circles and enveloped each of them, and they arrived in the hall on the third floor in an instant.

"Hey, that's weird."

At this time, a young man in the early stages of becoming a god was about to step into one of the elegant rooms.

He looked at the empty circular hall several times without losing sight of it, and when he saw nothing was out of the ordinary, he walked into the room with slightly focused eyes, accompanied by a female deaconess of the late Jindan period in elegant silver clothes.

The two of them clearly remembered the young man's doubts.

This is Yinluanxuan's unique "hiding formation", which can isolate the consciousness and induction of everyone below the late stage of divine transformation. It is extremely powerful and wonderful.

However, when Yin Qi came to Wang Lu's gate, he suddenly stopped.

"call out."

Two rays of light, one black and one white, glowed from the originally ordinary eyes, one black and one white, pointing directly at the door.

After counting, Yin Qi turned around and left without saying a word.

Naturally, the big man didn't dare to slack off, and he silently accompanied him back to a secret room underground with spiritual energy several times that of the third floor.

"Listen, pay close attention. Once Wang Lu wakes up, no matter what I am doing, report him immediately. Otherwise, your little things will make your life worse than death. One more thing, open the silver army formation for me. If Wang Lu is attacked by Don’t bother me at all, you know my methods.”

Yin Qi said coldly.

"silver……"

Hearing this, the man's expression suddenly changed.

Although Wang Lu is otherworldly, the Yinbing Formation can only be opened when Yinluanxuan's life and death are at stake.

No one can open it without Qin Xiangzhu's order.

However, although he did not have a warrant, as a close associate of the deputy master, he was granted a secret energy that could trigger the silver formation in times of crisis.

However, the price required is to consume 333 spiritual crystals.

In order to keep Wang Lu from being disturbed, he actually lost almost all of his wealth, which he had accumulated over the years.

However, compared with his life, although it was extremely painful, at least there was still a chance to feel heartache.

Where could he find so many spiritual crystals? He could only use the inventory in the pavilion.

Seeing Yin Qi's gloomy face, the big man quickly corrected all his thoughts and said respectfully: "I will do it right away and will protect Brother Wang."

"Yes."

Yin Qi said silently.

The big man left and the stone door closed automatically.

Good boy, what kind of skills are you practicing? With the "Six Talismans Jue" of your Liufu Sect, you can't reach the "magic power realm" that is as vast as the ocean and as wide as the starry sky!

Yin Qi frowned, he was a little worried about Wang Lu.

It is said that the magic power realm is a supernatural and holy existence even in recent ancient times, and few people can do it.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the practice method must greatly surpass the top level of the heavenly grade, which is a necessary prerequisite.

Second, each realm of the practice method must be practiced to a perfect and impeccable state of harmony.

Both are indispensable.

He was well aware of Wang Lu's entry into the Nine Mountains Secret Realm, but the legendary "Nine Mountains Kung Fu" only slightly surpassed the top level of the heavenly grade, and was far from reaching the realm of the heroic realm of magic power.

Besides, from Wang Lu's various experiences, he did not change to practice this skill.

How did your heroic realm come about and how did you achieve it?

Yin Qibai was puzzled.