Fairy Tree

With Brother Xiao's level of cultivation, he was willing to bend over backwards to Murong Yan, which was enough to show that his Brother Xiao still admired the Murong Yan in front of him.

When Murong Yan heard this, he immediately showed a happy expression and said, "Although Murong Yan has practiced for seven or eight years before he reached the eighth level of Qi refining, it is because the family elders feel that the family's martial arts are too low-level. If you practice early, you will miss your future, so I only taught Murong Yan the method of meditation and breathing. Murong Yan has the qualifications of the earth spirit root. Even if he joins the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, he will definitely not hinder the two of them. "

Hearing this, even Xia Mo couldn't help but smile. Murong Yan in front of him looked close to twenty years old, but he had a child's heart. He went straight to the situation without asking the two of them. Some details about myself were revealed.

In fact, it was Murong Yan's innocent heart that made Xiao Lin somewhat interested in him. Otherwise, with his level of cultivation, even if he was to participate in the Heaven Ascension Trial, he would be enough alone.

Xia Mo next to him has the qualifications of Tianlinggen. Xiao Lin believes that it is basically a certainty that he will join the Emperor Haoran Tianzong.

However, the only thing that gives Xiao Lin a headache is the Tianyin Qi in Xia Mo's body. Once he joins the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, his spiritual roots will be tested within the sect and his realm cultivation level will be checked. In this way, It's easy to detect.

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Lin finally made a calculation in his mind.

After getting Xiao Lin's consent, Murong Yan was overjoyed. After introducing each other, he volunteered to be a guide. This Haoyang City was astonishingly big, and the sky above the entire city was restricted. That is, It is said that immortal cultivators cannot fly in the air here.

Although it is impossible to control the air, it does not limit the magic of magical movement. For many fairy cities that have air restrictions, most immortal cultivators will use magical techniques such as so far away and shrinking into an inch to walk.

Murong Yan seemed to want to show off in front of the two of them. Under his feet, there was a faint red light. He took one step and walked about ten feet away. Even if there were people coming and going on the streets in the city, he It can dodge easily and fly at a speed of ten feet.

However, it was obvious that Murong Yan's magical power was not good enough. Wherever he passed, his magic power actually caused waves of whirlwind, blowing ordinary people who were close to him to stagger.

For ordinary mortals in Haoyang City, such things are not surprising. Although they were staggered and staggered, they only glared at his back, but did not dare to say hello to his family. .

Half an hour later, Murong Yan had walked more than two hundred miles, which was only a short distance to the huge Haoyang City. Murong Yan stopped and wanted to see if the two of them had caught up.

After all, he had worked hard just now and used his magic power to the extreme. It seems that the two of them were already far away from him.

But before he turned around, he heard Xia Mo's voice: "Murong Yan, why don't you leave? Are you already on the road to heaven?"

This sentence made Murong Yan tremble in shock. He turned around and saw Xiao Lin and Xia Mo following him calmly. There was no trace of smoke or dust on their bodies. Looking at himself again, he was already out of breath. , most of the mana in the body was also consumed.

Murong Yan's mouth opened slightly, but he was speechless.

"Giggle." Seeing Murong Yan's expression, Xia Mo couldn't help laughing. In fact, she also saw that Murong Yan was deliberately showing off his magical skills, but for Xiao Lin, this was simply unacceptable. With Fa Yan's ultimate technique, Xiao Lin did not even move his steps along the way. He just sent out a stream of magic power to wrap around Xia Mo. With the help of the whirlwind brought by Murong Yan's divine movement technique, he followed closely behind him without consuming a single moment. Share your strength.

"Brother Xiao, Miss Xia, Murong Yan feels inferior to himself. Their magical skills are ten times more amazing than Murong Yan's."

At this moment, no matter how innocent Murong Yan is, he knows that Brother Xiao's methods are far superior to his own, and even the girl Xia next to him is much better than him.

Xiao Lin stopped teasing him at this moment. With a flash of inspiration, an invisible energy enveloped Murong Yan and Xia Mo. Then he stepped out with a light step and disappeared without a trace.

Murong Yan watched with a stupid expression as the pedestrians beside him were almost stretched into long colorful lines, but the surroundings around him seemed to be still. Not only was there no airflow, not even a breeze.

This made Murong Yan stunned. He finally understood that his brother Xiao was definitely an expert. This kind of magical method that was as close as the world was far away from his family's golden elixir ancestor, right?

"How is this possible?" Murong Yan felt that his brain was a little weak, and he patted his forehead with a headache.

Xia Mo looked at Murong Yan's demented expression in amusement, covering her mouth and chuckling like a little fox.

"Don't be surprised. Being able to become brothers with Brother Xiao is a blessing you gained in your previous life."

"Well, what Miss Xia said is true, what she said is true." Murong Yan's brain was already a little short-circuited at this moment, and he didn't know whether he should be happy or frightened.

More than an hour later, the three of them had arrived at the north gate of Haoyang City. The city gate was wide open, and they could vaguely see a long and narrow valley in front of them. At the end of the valley, a stone step stretched out from the mist, leading all the way. Into the white clouds in the sky.

And among the white clouds, huge mountain peaks can be seen looming, towering between heaven and earth.

At this moment, the square outside the North City Gate was full of people, and there were countless people. At first glance, it seemed that there were not hundreds of thousands of people.

Xiao Lin also showed a surprised expression when he sensed it. About 40 to 50% of the people in front of him were at the Great Perfection stage of the Qi Refining Stage, accounting for nearly half of them.

Moreover, these people are very young, most of them are under the age of twenty. What even shocked Xiao Lin was that there were many children who looked less than ten years old, and the auras emanating from these children turned out to be mostly Qi Refining. High level.

This made Xiao Lin couldn't help but sigh in his heart. This Daqian dynasty was really full of talents. The annual ascension trial attracted hundreds of thousands of people to participate.

Moreover, both the quality and quantity of the people who participated were far superior to what he had experienced when he came to Dancao Mountain. It could be said to be a world of difference.

Xiao Lin and the others came to a corner in front of the city wall. He took out a spiritual pill, handed it to Xia Mo and said, "Take this pill."

Hearing this, Xia Mo took the elixir from Xiao Lin's hand without hesitation and threw it into his mouth.

"After the medicine takes effect, sit down cross-legged."

Before it was time to drink tea, beads of sweat began to appear on Xia Mo's forehead, and she hurriedly sat down cross-legged.

Xiao Lin came behind him, pointed at his back, and injected pure mana into his body through his body.

The purpose of Xiao Lin's doing this was to seal the power of demons in Tianyin Qi. Of course, Xiao Lin's sealing method could only last for a few days, but for Xia Mo, these few days Time is enough.

The reason why Xiao Lin dared to do this was because he was sure that the disciple of the Emperor Haoran Tianzong would not be a Yuanying monk, so it was impossible to see through his seal.

As long as they join the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, Xiao Lin believes that those high-level monks above the Nascent Soul stage will not care about their low-level disciples.

Murong Yan looked at him with confusion on his face. Although his heart was full of doubts, he still swallowed the words as they came to his lips.

After a cup of tea, Xiao Lin retracted his palm. The sweat on Xia Mo's forehead gradually dissipated, her rapid breathing calmed down, and she exuded a faint cold aura.

After Xiao Lin finished all this, he sat down cross-legged and restrained his consciousness. At this time, Xiao Lin's voice rang in Murong Yan's ears.

"Protect me and don't let anyone get close to me."

Upon hearing this, Murong Yan immediately came to Xiao Lin's side without hesitation, silently paying attention to the surrounding movements.

Although he didn't understand why Xiao Lin was meditating at this moment, he still didn't hesitate at all. It was obvious that he already regarded Xiao Lin as a brother in his heart.

This time it lasted for half an hour before Xiao Lin let out a long sigh of relief and opened his eyes.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Murong Yan looking at him with confusion.

"Brother Xiao, why do you feel that you are different from before? Previously, Murong Yan looked at you as if you were facing an ancient sacred mountain and an endless abyss. Now it seems that your cultivation has suddenly become much weaker."

Xiao Lin heard this, smiled slightly, and said: "Before, I just hid my cultivation through secret techniques, but now is my true state."

Of course, what Xiao Lin said was not the truth. In fact, as early as in the Wuming Valley, Xiao Lin had decided to infiltrate the Emperor Haoran Tianzong and seek scriptures. What he wanted to ask for was not the superior immortal cultivation techniques, but the Emperor Haoran. Tianzong, the experience of the predecessors in the Sutra Pavilion that has been passed down for who knows how many thousands of years.

The Sutra Collection Pavilion of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong is said to have a collection of billions of books. Since the birth of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, countless disciples, elders, and sect leaders have written down their cultivation experiences and hid them in the Sutra Collection Pavilion for later use. Later generations of disciples understood it.

At least millions of years have passed since the birth of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong. During such long years, the cultivation experience can be said to be dazzling. As long as the cultivation techniques possessed by this ancient continent, nine out of ten have been handed down. .

Xiao Lin has now reached the peak of the middle stage of Yuanying, and is only one step away from the late stage of Yuanying. He originally planned to retreat to hit the bottleneck in the later stage, but after careful consideration, he gave up temporarily.

Because he felt that his realm was not stable enough and his understanding of the immortal way was not thorough enough, it took him three hundred years to reach the peak of the middle stage of Nascent Soul. Although this cannot be said to be unique in the world of immortal cultivation, it is definitely rare.

Xiao Lin also understood that his current state was mostly due to the spirit wood space and many opportunities, not because of his enlightenment and cultivation.

If you seek progress rashly, your foundation will probably collapse if your foundation is unstable. If you really do that, you will lose more than you gain.

After some thought, Xiao Lin decided to join the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, find a way to enter the Sutra Pavilion, learn about the cultivation experience of many senior immortal cultivators, understand it, and consolidate his own foundation.

If he wanted to join the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, he had to pass the Heaven Ascension Trial, and with his peak state in the middle Nascent Soul stage, it was easy for others to discover him, so Xiao Lin thought of a way.

That is to hide one's Nascent Soul into the spirit wood space through the method of inner vision, and pour most of the mana and consciousness into the spirit wood space.

At first, Xiao Lin was worried about whether the soul-eating power possessed by the saplings in the spirit wood space would also affect him, so he dispersed a small amount of divine power and mana. When he was sure that the saplings would not cause him any harm, After being hurt, he felt relieved and moved the Nascent Soul inside.

As a result, Xiao Lin's level was magically reduced to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, and because it was not an ordinary sealing spell, his identity as a Yuanying monk, let alone an ordinary Yuanying monk, even a great monk, would never be discovered. of.

The only thing that worries Xiao Lin is the cultivator of the God Transformation. As the pinnacle of existence in this world, he is not sure whether the cultivator of the Soul Transformation realm can see some clues from himself.

But when Xiao Lin thought about it, even in the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, if he wanted to meet a monk in the realm of gods, the probability was so small that he could almost ignore it.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, which attracted the attention of the three people.

I saw four young men and women falling slowly from the top of the road to heaven. They all looked to be about twenty years old. They were wearing white robes with green patterns. The men were handsome and handsome, while the women were delicate and charming.

The two men and two women each held a green gourd about a foot high in their hands. The four of them, with their bare feet, stepped on an auspicious cloud, and slowly separated on both sides of the road to the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a red light fell from the sky. When the red light dissipated, a man in his mid-twenties was revealed. The man was also wearing a white robe with green patterns and carried two swords behind his back.

Xiao Lin knew at a glance that the two men and two women were in the middle stage of foundation building, and the auspicious clouds they stepped on were only transformed by his own magic power, and were not some extraordinary magical powers. As for the man in the white robe with green stripes, It is the foundation-building state of Dzogchen.

The man glanced at the people below, and a smile appeared on his face: "I, Wu Tianhua, am the leading disciple for this year's Heaven Ascending Trial. Since you have chosen to come to participate in the Heaven Ascending Trial, you must have I know the rules, and some people have even participated once or twice, but I still have something to say up front.”

"You can only participate in the Heaven Ascension Trial three times at most. Anyone who participates more than three times will inevitably trigger the power of earth, water, fire, wind, and the four elements. Not to mention your mere Qi refining stage, even I will turn into flying in an instant. Ash, so don’t make any mistakes, and you will be responsible for all the consequences.”

After saying that, the man said no more, but turned to look at the two men and two women, and nodded.

"The Road to Heaven is now open. Anyone who can reach the Immortal Fate Pavilion within an hour will become a direct disciple of our sect. And if someone falls on the Road to Heaven, there is no need to panic. They will only be comatose for a day and night on the Road to Heaven. , When the trial of ascending to heaven is over, you will wake up and leave on your own."

"Now turn on the earth, water, fire and wind to ignite the road to heaven."