Cultivation Of Immortality: Double Cultivation With Thousand Times Experience

After Jì Hou heard Venerable White Tiger's assurance, the tension in his heart eased slightly, and he nodded again to show his understanding. This matter is really difficult for him to explain, especially things about the system that must not be leaked. Fortunately, he knew that his body had not been taken away, so he was confident that he could pass this test safely.

Venerable White Tiger had a solemn face, and his hands, which seemed to contain endless power, suddenly began to weave extremely complicated handprints in the void. Each handprint is like a rune flowing with mysterious brilliance. As he moves, the aura in the air seems to be pulled by invisible forces, forming ripples visible to the naked eye.

Jì Hou stood there, feeling the pressure coming from Venerable White Tiger's body like a tide, and couldn't help but feel frightened secretly. The Nirvana Haotian Mirror is a treasure that transcends the fourth level. Every time it is activated, a large amount of spiritual energy is required to support its operation. At this moment, Venerable White Tiger was activating the high-level spirit-gathering formation inscribed in the towering Four Holy Towers behind him. The brilliance of the formation was seen flowing around, frantically absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a hundred miles, converging it to one point, and pouring it all into the Four Holy Towers. In the Nirvana Haotian Mirror at the top.

Venerable White Tiger pointed his finger attentively, and a majestic energy spurted out in an instant, soaring into the sky and accurately falling into the Nirvana Haotian Mirror. After a moment, the Haotian Mirror seemed to respond to his call, and a dazzling golden ray burst out of the mirror and shot towards the White Tiger Venerable.

Venerable White Tiger's eyes were sharp, and he instantly changed the hand seals in his hands, skillfully guiding the golden light to Jì Hou. The golden light was like threads, like heaven-sent fairy dew, quietly sinking into the center of Jì Hou's eyebrows, directly penetrating through layers of obstacles and reaching the depths of his spiritual platform.

Not long after, a stream of pure white snow-like light bloomed above Jì Hou's head, which was dazzling but not dazzling, which was amazing. What's even more magical is that surrounded by the stream of light, a transparent and clear "Jì Hou" phantom similar to Jì Hou's figure suddenly appeared behind him, which was the manifestation of his soul.

When Elder Huang saw this scene, a slight joy appeared on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "The spiritual platform is impeccable, and the soul has not been corroded at all. It seems that Jì Hou has never been in danger of losing his body."

Elder Han had a warm smile on his face, stroking his beard, and his eyes shone with relief.

In contrast, Elder Feng had an expression of disbelief on his face. He originally thought there was something wrong with Jì Hou, but the results given by the "Nirvana Haotian Mirror", the treasure of the sect, forced him to accept the reality, and he had mixed feelings in his heart.

The majestic face of Lord White Tiger also showed a rare look of joy. He said slowly: "Not only is there no problem with this son, but his cultivation in the later stage of foundation building is solid and solid, and the integration of mana and body has reached a level. A perfect situation.”

When the golden mirror light finally dissipated, Jì Hou regained consciousness. Without any words, when he met the scrutinizing gazes of the three elders and Venerable White Tiger, he knew that he had successfully passed this test. Thinking of this, a relieved smile graced the corner of his mouth.

Elder Feng was the first to break the silence. He said to Jì Hou apologetically: "I'm sorry, Ji, I'm a bit impatient."

Faced with a personal apology from a Jindan elder, Jì Hou was naturally magnanimous and said, "It's okay, Elder Feng."

However, Elder Feng still seemed a little unwilling. He frowned and added: "Boss Ji, the main thing is that your thing is too bizarre. You said that your breakthrough has transcended several realms. I have never experienced such a thing after living for so many years." Never seen it before, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Elder Huang interrupted him and dragged Elder Feng away. "Okay, Old Man Feng, just admit your mistake. Don't act like a stubborn cow." Elder Feng wanted to defend himself, but Elder Huang was stopped by him. Drag away, the sound fades away.

Elder Han also said goodbye to Venerable White Tiger, followed closely behind Elder Huang and Elder Feng, leaving Jì Hou standing there alone, smiling as he recalled the scene just now.

Now, only Jì Hou and Venerable White Tiger are left. This monk who stands at the pinnacle of cultivation of the Four Saints Sect, his majesty and strength are as heavy and unshakable as a mountain. Although there was silence all around, Jì Hou could clearly feel the invisible pressure, as if he was in a torrent, facing an unpredictable beast alone. It is naturally impossible to say that I am not afraid.

"Sect Master..." Jì Hou mustered up the courage and was about to express his doubts and gratitude. However, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the steady and powerful voice of Lord Bai Hu: "You don't need to explain too much to me. Your cultivation can advance by leaps and bounds. It is your own chance. Now that your identity is confirmed, you are still a member of our Four Saints Sect. Neither the sect nor I will interfere with your growth. Path, let alone exploring your secrets. You know, in this world, who doesn’t have a few secrets that they don’t want to reveal to others easily? You just need to practice in the sect with peace of mind. "

Jì Hou stared at the serious and fair look on Venerable White Tiger's face, and couldn't help but feel deep admiration in his heart. With such a sect leader in charge, why can't the Four Saints Sect become stronger and stronger and move towards glory?

Then, Venerable White Tiger took out a sound-transmitting jade slip from his arms that was green in color and had a faint fluorescence, and handed it to Jì Hou cautiously: "This thing allows you to contact me directly at any time and any place. If something like today happens again, you can report it directly to me and I will handle everything personally."

Jì Hou took the jade slip with both hands, and his solemnity and gratitude were beyond words. He respectfully thanked him: "Thank you, Master, for giving such a precious thing."

Venerable White Tiger glanced at him, with a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes, and said sincerely: "There is no need to say thank you, but you must remember, do not use this sound transmission jade slip unless necessary, so as not to cause trouble. unnecessary trouble."

"I will keep it in mind." Jì Hou nodded deeply, his eyes firm and serious.

"In that case, it's okay. You can go back first." Venerable White Tiger waved his hand, and as soon as he finished speaking, his figure instantly disappeared from the place, like a breeze dissipating into the invisible.

Jì Hou looked at the warm sound-transmitting jade slip in his hand, feeling the surging magic power in his body. He took a deep breath, then stepped into the wind, and the powerful magic power rose into the sky. He knew that this was the sect master's trust and expectation for him, and it was also a beacon for his future cultivation path. He will definitely live up to his trust, work hard to improve himself, and contribute his share to the prosperity of the Four Sacred Sect.