I was forced to control the world of cultivating immortals

"I didn't expect that the only five-treasure soul-fixing orb in this world is in the hands of the noble sect."

Tang Yingruo trembled and lost her voice, her hands began to tremble slightly involuntarily.

No wonder Panlongzong wants to hide from the world, it turns out that this kind of treasure is hidden.

But just thinking about it, countless great powers in this world want to step into the Linglong Secret Realm to find the legendary treasure.

Although the Panlong Sect is strong, there are people beyond the people, and there is a sky beyond the sky. There is never a shortage of lunatics in this world who are willing to sacrifice their lives for treasures. Even a hundred years of accumulation will be destroyed once.

"Where is it? It's just a small gift. I hope to have a century of peace with the noble family in the future. I hope you can mention more."

Yuan Hong smiled lightly, not paying attention at all.

His face is calm and calm, but in fact it is the same in his heart.

Although this soul-fixing orb is one of the five treasures and there is only one in the world, it was not obtained by him, but by the endless blood and sweat of the founder of Panlongzong.

It's not his own stuff, so there's nothing to feel bad about.

"Oh, then I'll be disrespectful."

Tang Yingruo sighed slightly, took the Dinghun Pearl carefully, and put it in a jade box.

Whoa!Whoa!Whoa!

Yuan Hong turned around and opened all the other treasure chests behind him.

There are three to four hundred of these treasure chests, and all of them are filled with brightly colored spirit stones, which are flawless and top-grade.

As soon as the box was opened, endless bright rays of light suddenly fell like meteors, shining colorfully and reverberating around.

Seeing this scene, the eyes of some disciples around them turned bright, shocked again and again!

"Hiss! There are...so many!"

"Oh my god, I've never seen so many spirit stones in my life, I'm getting rich, I'm getting rich!"

"Thanks to that master Sword Immortal, we are really... so happy!"

"Yes, that sword fairy is so powerful, if I can be the wife of this sword fairy in the future, I can wake up laughing in my dreams..."

"Go, you can do it, his wife can only be made by me, what are you, give this girl to death!!"

"..."

All the disciples, regardless of gender, were either shocked, or happy, or their legs trembled at this moment.Horror, disbelief, admiration... All kinds of emotions are intertwined in my heart, which are indelible!
They knew very well in their hearts that all this was thanks to the sword fairy who lived in seclusion in the sect.

Otherwise, hidden forces like the Panlong Sect would never take their own sect seriously, let alone come to give gifts!
All the disciples were flushed with excitement, and they did not lower their voices when they spoke, which made Tang Yingruo, Yuan Hong, and Ye Nan all hear clearly.

Ye Nan was fine, he smiled lightly and dealt with it calmly.

Tang Yingruo also smiled faintly, and spread her hands, expressing helplessness.

But Yuan Hong is different.

When he saw Ye Nan facing the discussions of these disciples and the crazy worship of some female disciples, he just smiled lightly, unwilling to show off.

Immediately, I feel that Ye Nan's quality is elegant, like summer clear lotus, which is rare in the world without being stained by mud.

"This sword fairy is neither arrogant nor impetuous, and his heart is as calm as water... Such a character is really elegant and refined, noble and peerless, and he is a model for us monks, admire, admire..."

Yuan Hong was thinking in his heart, admiring him endlessly, and vowed to learn Ye Nan's qualities well.

"Okay, be quiet."

When Tang Yingruo spoke suddenly, all the disciples hurriedly shut their mouths and stopped discussing.

Turning her head, she looked at Yuan Hong and said calmly: "I already know what your sect wants, how about this, I'll edit a book, and you take it back to show to your suzerain, our two sects are willing to have a good relationship from generation to generation."

Yuan Hong hurried forward and bowed solemnly: "If so, then I would like to thank Sect Master Tang!"

Immediately, Tang Yingruo ordered his disciples to bring a pair of brushes and ink, and while writing and splashing ink, he wrote a letter and handed it to Yuan Hong.

"Then I will leave."

After receiving the letter, Yuan Hong wiped the cold sweat off his brow, and led them away.

Fortunately, this time, Tang Zongzhu not only did not blame what happened last time, but even turned the fight into friendship.

Accompanied by the sound of treading footsteps, Yuan Hong and others walked away one after another, leaving only three or four hundred huge treasure chests in place.

Looking at these treasure chests, Tang Yingruo couldn't help sighing: "Junior brother, you really hit the spot. It seems that the lowest level of our sect is the Martial King."

hiss!
As soon as the voice fell, there was a series of ups and downs of air-conditioning sounds all around.

is not that right!

With so many spirit stones, if they are absorbed in seclusion, at least they will have to break through several levels. Is it very high for mere Martial King?
Cultivation by monks is actually scrambling for heaven and earth spiritual energy. The more spiritual energy you absorb, the faster you will break through the realm.

But the aura needed for each breakthrough is different, the higher one goes, the more aura is needed.

When the aura reaches a bottleneck in the body, it will blast away the barrier in the body that symbolizes the barrier of the realm, and step into the next realm.

"I don't know what kind of expressions other sect disciples will show after learning that we have improved our cultivation so quickly."

"Envy? Or feel inferior?"

Some disciples spoke excitedly, and their words were extremely refreshing.

If the disciples of other sects want to improve their strength, they have to work hard to hone their skills, snatch treasures, and the weak will prey on the strong. If they are not careful, their lives will be in danger...

But in Yi Jianzong, they don't need it at all, and they can't absorb all the spirit stones alone.

Moreover, this is the purest spiritual energy of heaven and earth. After breaking through, there will be no phenomenon of unstable foundation at all.

"Sect Master, there are so many spirit stones, even though we disciples are in the tens of thousands, we can't use them up..."

Hearing this disciple's words, Tang Yingruo nodded, deeply agreeing.

Now there are so many spirit stones in the sect that it is almost flooding, and all kinds of treasures are piled up all over the ground like worthless weeds. It is useless to use it!
"If you have a lot of money, you will burn it. What are you afraid of?"

Ye Nan suddenly said unkindly.

Hearing this, all the disciples laughed.

Uncle Ye really didn't say anything, but when he opened his mouth, his words were astonishing.

But that's right, there is no shortage of spirit stones at all, even if they are burned, they will not be exhausted.

A young female disciple rolled her beautiful eyes, looked at Ye Nan with a silly smile and said:
"Master, hurry up to retreat and absorb it. This disciple is now a half-step Martial Lord. When your strength becomes stronger, I want to have a good discussion with you."

This female disciple has curved willow eyebrows, a tall figure, her skin is as white and tender as milk, her beautiful eyes seem to hide stars, she is Ye Nanzuo's disciple.

I absorb?
Ye Nan also laughed, I don't need your master at all, okay?
However, he didn't bother to argue with this disciple, so he sorted out his memory, and the information of this disciple soon appeared in his mind.

Shangguan Wan'er just turned [-] this year.