Great Immortal Cultivation System

Ye Guan looked at the tide of aura gathering not far away, his face was more excited and joyful, his cheap master was amazingly talented, and now he had reached the key to condensing the Nascent Soul.

Ye Guan looked at the chaotic crowd around him, his brows were slightly frowned, as if quite dissatisfied.

As the young master himself, it seems that he should do something at this time, otherwise after the master leaves the customs, it will not be easy to explain in front of him and the old monster Wei.

Thinking of this, Ye Guan's figure flickered, and he flew to the middle of several mountain peaks. With a flick of his sleeves, the purple gold small tripod on his waist rose in the wind, and in an instant, it rose to seven or eight feet high.

Such a brilliant and dazzling thing naturally attracted the attention of our disciples.

Although there are not many monks who recognize Ye Guan, the young sect master, everyone knows the "Golden Tripod" that symbolizes the authority of the sect.

Many disciples looked terrified and bowed to Ye Guan one after another.

"All disciples listen to the order. This vision is the Nascent Soul condensed by the head master. Don't panic, everyone should return to their positions and take strict precautions against foreign enemies."

Although Ye Guan's voice was not loud, it was still heard clearly by the wind in the ears of every disciple present.

There was only a buzzing sound, and in an instant it became a flood of voices, and these low-level monks who didn't know about it naturally whispered again.

However, Yaowanggu is different from the Xiaomen sect after all, they naturally did a good job in terms of rules, and they left this place soon under the leadership of their elders.

Originally, all the restrictions of the sect had been fully opened, but now the entire mountain gate is like an enemy, with monks on guard and patrolling everywhere.

Look at this posture, not to mention that there are no foreign enemies, even if both righteous and evil forces attack the door, it is impossible to take advantage of it for a moment.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of Ye Guan's mouth, and suddenly, he turned his head to look to the left as if he had sensed something.

Twelve different colors of light are very dazzling, and the speed is like lightning. When they just jumped up, they were still far away, but they came to Ye Guan in the blink of an eye.

The twelve law enforcement elders, although it was the second time Ye Guan met these people, they were still familiar.

"The young master came very early. I didn't know the identity of the young master when we met last time. I hope the young master will not be offended."

Feng Jiannan, who was very similar in appearance and temperament to Ling Chan and Sword Immortal, was smiling all over his face at the moment, but his attitude was very polite.

"What did Senior Brother Feng say? You are all giant pillars of our sect. The younger brother is just a favor from the master. How dare you be such a big gift."

Old Monster Wei obviously didn't want to have a good relationship with the twelve law enforcement elders, but Ye Guan was not greedy for power and position, so he didn't have much conflict with these twelve people.

Ye Guan's way of "knowing how to advance and retreat, and knowing the general situation" was obviously appreciated by many of them, and the expressions of everyone present were obviously much more relaxed.

Most of the so-called relationships involve interests, since Ye Guan has no intention of competing with them, everyone is naturally hello, hello, hello, everyone!
The rest are basically polite, everyone began to pretend to be false, and for a while seemed happy.

"In the past, my Yaowanggu disciples lived in different places, and Feng lived in the northwest of Bianzhou, but I also heard that the young master is a genius cultivating immortals, and he succeeded in congealing alchemy in less than a hundred years. I just saw it today. Not only are the rumors not exaggerated, but the young master The master's talent is far greater than the rumors!"

Feng Jiannan stroked his beard, he seemed to mean something more than compliment.

"Yes, the young master not only succeeded in condensing the alchemy, but also advanced to the middle stage of the golden core in just a few years. Such a genius is almost rare in a thousand years. It will be a matter of time before he advances to the Nascent Soul cultivator in the future."

Seeing that everyone started to praise him, Ye Guan just laughed lightly: "All the senior brothers praised me absurdly. The younger brother just had a chance, but a few of them have advanced cultivation. I would like to ask the senior brothers to give you more advice in the future."

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And at this moment, in the lonely cave on the top of the main peak of Medicine King Valley, Wei Yuandong, who was meditating, suddenly opened his eyes, and a look of relief flashed across his face.

Finally started!

The place where Master Chi Xiao retreats is not his original cave, but a hidden canyon about ten miles away from here.

The reason why the real Chi Xiao was chosen to give birth there was not only for the sake of secrecy, but also because it was the spring of the spiritual vein here, and the spiritual energy was the most abundant.

According to common sense, monks' caves should not have been built near the spring.

If the spirit veins were accidentally destroyed, the cultivation of these tens of thousands of monks would be affected, but the situation in Bianzhou is critical now, and in order to have one more Nascent Soul monk, they can only bear some risks.

The vision of heaven and earth also started there first.

The spiritual energy within a radius of a hundred miles is frantically gathering in the canyon. In the sky, countless light spots visible to the naked eye appear, like thousands of streams flowing into the sea, rushing towards this side.

Originally, the weather was cold in the twelfth lunar month of winter, but the temperature began to rise gradually, and among those colorful dots of spiritual power, most of them were red.

Ye Guan was startled at first, but then he was relieved.

The "Red Flame Tianlin Jue" mastered by Master Chi Xiao is originally a top-level fire-attribute skill, so what Jieying absorbs at this moment is naturally mostly fire spiritual power.

As time passed, the aura light spots in the sky became very dense and began to swallow each other and connect together.

In a short while, a red cloud with an area of ​​about tens of mu appeared in the sky above Yaowang Valley.

"Is this..."

A trace of shock appeared on Ye Guan's face, his thoughts turned, and he recalled a name, the catastrophe of spiritual energy.

Generally speaking, only when a monk enters the realm of transforming gods and prepares to ascend to the spirit world, will he usher in the three or nine small catastrophes.

This is the first catastrophe that a monk has experienced. If he can successfully survive the natural ascension to the spirit world, but if he is unlucky and falls because of bad luck, there will naturally be a handful of dead bones in the grave.

However, the fortune of this immortality cannot be measured by human beings. When some unlucky ghosts condense the Nascent Soul, disasters will happen as the times require.

This is the catastrophe of spiritual energy!
Of course, the power of the spiritual calamity is far from being comparable to that of the Sanjiu Xiaotian Tribulation, but it is definitely not something that ordinary monks can resist.

What's more important is that the Nana Canyon is where the school's spiritual springs are located.

Ye Guan and Feng Jiannan looked at each other. Leaving aside the personalities of the twelve law enforcement elders, they all had extensive knowledge, and they all recognized this spiritual catastrophe at this moment.

Fortunately, in order to defend against foreign enemies, the guardian formation has already been activated, and it is not too hasty to deal with it at this moment.

However, although the catastrophe of spiritual power cannot be compared with the catastrophe of heaven, it is still a question whether it can be blocked by the large formation of the guards.

Seeing this, Ye Guan couldn't care less, and quickly ordered the Foundation Establishment Deacon beside him: "Send down the order, let all the Elders of the Golden Core Realm gather here, and also, send someone to invite the ancestor!"

If the guard faction can't handle it, then only people like myself will join forces to take it over!