Chapter 921: The Twelve States of Tianyun Re-Enter the Road of Refining Mind

Chapter 921: The Twelve States of Tianyun Re-enter the Road of Refining Mind

"Don't worry, everyone, I don't know that Tianyuanfang is ambitious, and I have a reason to cooperate with them." Regarding the reaction of everyone, the purple-robed man was not surprised, but spoke with confidence, showing that he was holding the wisdom.

"Brother Ma, please tell me." The white-browed old man licked his tongue and spoke slowly. The others also showed their ears listening.

"Everyone only knows that we have a business conflict with Tianyuanfang. I'm afraid they don't know that the other party has already taken refuge in Liyao Palace and has become their sub-helm in Youzhou."

"What?"

The big man in the purple robe shocked everyone, and when these words came out, the faces of all the monks in the condensing period all changed drastically.

"Impossible. Liyao Palace is one of the seven sects of the Twelve States of Tianyun, and its strength is bottomless. I heard that there are as many as two or three great monks in the late Yuanying period. The other masters in the palace are even more powerful. Countless, although they have entanglements with Tianyuanfang, it is because Tianyuanfang's suzerain once studied in Liyao Palace. I heard that they are just ordinary inner disciples, as the master of the world of cultivating immortals. The Pillar of Heaven, how many sects want to attach themselves to the Liyao Palace but cannot get it, how could the other party take a fancy to the little Tianyuanfang?" The white-browed old man exclaimed.

"Brother Zhou is right, but the news I said is absolutely true. It is far away from the main altar of the Medicine Palace in Yunzhou. They don't pay attention to a wild place like ours, but this time, they sent An elder of the outer hall at the Yuanying level is in charge of the affairs of the Youzhou branch. Although I have never met that senior, I have already negotiated through letters. Tianyuanfang merged into one and became the sub-helm of Liyao Palace in Youzhou. I don't think I need to say more about what this means." The purple-robed man spoke slowly.

When the others heard this, they all showed excitement, and the excitement was beyond words.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, in addition to each person's aptitude and opportunity, whether there is a great sect as a backer also determines to a large extent whether this person can go far on the immortal road.

After all, sects can provide shelter and security, and the resources for cultivating immortals are much more stable. The bigger the sect, the greater the benefits.

Of course, it is not that there are no masters among casual cultivators, but relatively speaking, the chances are much smaller. The top existences in the world of cultivating immortals are usually old monsters who are not easily born in the big sects.

Precisely because of the many benefits of joining a sect, all immortal cultivators sharpen their heads and try to join the big sects, while some small sect families choose to become the attachments of the sects.

Martial factions also use this to develop peripheral forces, and it can be said that each has its own place.

However, there are exceptions to everything.

For example, Liyao Palace, as one of the seven major sects in the Twelve States of Tianyun, has unfathomable strength. It is originally a colossus, and there is no need for small sect families to be attached to it.

That would not only be of no benefit to them, but would become a burden instead.

Its power has reached an unimaginable level, and it is completely incomparable with the small Baixuan Pavilion.

I didn't expect to be able to become its sub-rudder. The excitement of the elders can be imagined. In the future, with the golden signboard of the monks of Liyao Palace, other states dare not say it, at least in Youzhou, they can walk sideways.

"Brother Ma, the other party really agreed, can we all join?" the scar-faced monk asked excitedly.

"That's right, as long as the two girls are killed, Baixuan Pavilion can be used as a gift for an audience." The big man in purple robe nodded without hesitation.

The monks felt a little pained when they heard this. After all, Baixuan Pavilion has accumulated considerable wealth over the years, but after thinking about it for a while, I can't be the owner of the pavilion anyway, so what's wrong with being a favor?

They all nodded immediately.

"Okay, since everyone has no objections, then this matter is settled." The big man in purple robe narrowed his eyes slightly, and a smug flash of pride flashed in his pupils.

That senior made a promise in the letter, agreeing to allow himself to sit in the high position of the deputy helmsman.

With the intimidation of the reputation of Liyao Palace, he can do whatever he wants in Youzhou, and the magic weapon of pills is not yet readily available, even if he condenses Nascent Soul in the future, it is very possible.

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Not to mention that those people in the sub-helm are plotting to rebel, and at the moment they are in the main altar of Baixuan Pavilion.

Lin Xuan came to the back mountain of Piaoyun Valley alone.

A slanting passage appeared in front of him.

There was no bottom to be seen, but memories flashed faintly on Lin Xuan's face.

He was originally born here, and he is very familiar with every plant and tree in Piaoyun Valley, not to mention the way of cultivating his mind. He has experienced great suffering here, and at the same time he has taken a solid step in cultivating immortality.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, and he walked down slowly. Naturally, there were disciples waiting in this wonderful place, but when they saw Lin Xuan, no one dared to stop them, but they all saluted respectfully. The matter of kneeling has spread throughout the main altar.

Lin Xuan nodded, his figure gradually disappeared in the darkness.

Despite the vicissitudes and ups and downs, this passage seems to have not changed.

Speaking of the mind-training path, Lin Xuan actually didn't know much, only that the aura in it was very sufficient, and practicing in it would have a multiplier effect.

It is said that it was first discovered 3,000 years ago. According to the speculation of the seniors of Piaoyun Valley, it should be left by the ancient monks.

There are many illusions inside, once you enter it, you feel as if you are in the 18th floor of hell, and the more you go in, the more terrifying the illusion, even the Lord of Piaoyun Valley back then, could not fully penetrate into it, within a few hundred meters After that, he retreated in embarrassment.

All the monks couldn't figure it out. They didn't understand why the ancient monks set up such a powerful phantom formation restriction. However, for low-level monks, it has the effect of sharpening their minds. reward.

But at that time, his cultivation base was too low, and he didn't have much knowledge about various things in the world of cultivating immortals. Now things have changed, and more than a hundred years have passed, Piaoyun Valley has left here, and Lin Xuan has become Yuan Yuan. For monks in the mid-infant stage, looking back on their past experience, there is definitely something extraordinary about this way of cultivating the mind, so Lin Xuan naturally wanted to explore it again.

There might be something to be gained.

Anyway, Lin Xuan has nothing to do now, Lu Yinger and Liu Xin have already reached the Dzogchen Foundation Establishment Stage, and started to retreat after getting the Tianchen Pill.

Lin Xuan plans to stay here for a while first, to help the two girls condense the golden core, and second, to relieve the internal and external troubles of Baixuan Pavilion.

Although his net worth is extremely rich and he doesn't need the support of any sect, there is always no harm in being able to secretly control a power.

After all, Youzhou is no longer the Youzhou of the past. It is connected to another continent in the human world. In terms of cultivation level, Qixing Island's Sea of ​​Clouds is not as good as it is. There is an extra force behind it, and maybe it will be able to help him at any time.

It is Lin Xuan's strength to plan ahead. If he wants to live a long time in the world of cultivating immortals, the more cards he has, the better he will be.

Lin Xuan thought to himself, and stepped into the road of refining his mind step by step.

For the first 100 meters, there was nothing. The concentration of heaven and earth aura maintained the same distribution as outside, but after walking a few more steps, the situation suddenly changed.

The aura became thicker, and flames of Zhang Xu shot out from the surface, and for a while, the flames blazed fiercely.

However, there was a smile on the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. He remembered that he had suffered a lot back then, but now...as a Nascent Soul cultivator, how could this little illusion restriction hurt him.

Lin Xuan didn't even put out his shield, he turned a blind eye to the flames, and walked into it without hesitation.

A strange thing happened, as his footsteps rose, those flames swished away, and they automatically forked a path.

Lin Xuan raised his brows, with an interested expression on his face, which was a bit interesting. This was completely different from ordinary illusions.

Lin Xuan was also a little surprised at the supernatural powers of the ancient monk.

Immediately, he closed his eyes, released his consciousness, and searched carefully around here, but unfortunately found nothing in the end. This restriction seems to be connected as one, and no clue can be seen from the outside.

Lin Xuan smiled slightly, and continued to walk forward with his head buried.

Soon the scenery moved again, the flames disappeared, and replaced by a white world of ice and snow, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting, the cold wind howling beside him, scraping bones like a knife.

It's a pity that Lin Xuan still didn't feel it. Compared with the restrictions here, his cultivation base is really too profound.

On the contrary, Lin Xuan felt a warm feeling in his heart. The environment here is somewhat similar to the ice desert wasteland back then. It reminded him of the little snowfox with three tails. He wondered what happened to that naughty girl now. ?

But Lin Xuan didn't worry about anything. Although the Snow Fox King was dead, Yuanke's magnanimity was enough to be the leader of the clan. In addition to the treasure of inheritance, it can barely fight against the big monster. With her care, Xiang'er will definitely thrive.

Hundreds of years later, as long as he can ascend to the spirit world, he will definitely be able to see that girl again.

With a warm smile on the corner of his mouth, Lin Xuan was walking in the snowstorm all over the sky. Suddenly, the cold wind roared, and the snowflakes turned into countless ice skates.

Lin Xuan frowned, stretched out his hand, and tapped lightly, but there was no magic weapon flashing, those ice skates broke apart inexplicably, and Lin Xuan broke through another level like a leisurely stroll.

The following illusion is the underworld, in the mist, there are many ghosts, and countless ghosts laugh like him and rush towards him crazily.

I remember that in the past, my way of refining my mind stopped here, and going forward, manpower was sometimes poor, no matter how tough Lin Xuan was, he couldn't bear it.

He still remembers the piercing pain of being torn apart by thousands of ghosts, but now...

Seeing countless unjust souls rushing towards him, Lin Xuan just snorted, not loudly, but suddenly shot out an astonishing spiritual pressure from his body.

Spreading around like ripples, wherever they went, those ghost figures all showed panic, and then burst like bubbles.

Not only the ghost image, but even the entire restriction was momentarily stagnant because of Lin Xuan's amazing cultivation, but Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes and showed a somewhat dignified expression instead.