Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 52 Jin Yuzong and Xuanyang Patriarch
After the aura disappeared in an instant, a two-story boat that seemed to be made of white jade floated in the air and stayed steadily.

'Multiple flying instruments. Yang Gan's eyes narrowed and he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The foundation-building disciple of the Jinyu Sect hugged Yang Gan, hugged the ashes of "Junior Brother Lin", and jumped onto the boat.

The middle-aged Feng and Yang Qian nodded politely, and they also came to the head of the ship to drive the magic weapon.

Yang Qianlue pondered for a while, then swept around the surrounding depressions indistinctly, seeing that all the corpses of the second-level monsters had been collected, he couldn't help curling his lips slightly.

For the sake of Jiuxuan's name Yutan, there is no need to compete with this group of Jin Yuzong monks for the corpse materials of the two second-level monsters.

Yang Gan is currently encountering the bottleneck of the second layer of the Vajra Art. Although it took a few years to break through, for Yang Gan who needs more time to stay in the spiritual world, soaking in the Jiuxuanming Yutan immediately is obviously the best strategy .

At that time, in the spirit world, by using the method of infusing the body with extremely rich spiritual energy, not only the Vajra Art can be improved by leaps and bounds, but also due to the longer stay time, together with the mana cultivation, there will be a qualitative improvement.

At the very least, one needs to develop a divine sense, so that one can drive magic weapons.

Especially the flying magic weapon.

Thinking about it in my heart, but my figure did not slow down at all.

With a slight jump, Yang Gan's figure flew into the air in an instant.

After a quick turn.

He landed on the stern of the white jade boat and sat up quietly.

The man surnamed Feng glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that there was no living thing here, so he picked up the magic spell without any hesitation.

The white jade boat underfoot suddenly flashed with silver light. After shaking slightly, it turned its bow, looked in a certain direction, and left straight away.

behind the crowd.

The black land is full of devastation, and occasionally low-level monsters come here, gnawing on the muscles and blood all over the ground.
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The mountain gate of Jin Yuzong is not far away.

After only three days of flying, it was almost time to arrive at the destination.

Speaking of which, it's because of this white jade boat.

In the past two days, the man surnamed Feng and others also took this opportunity to have a casual chat with Yang Gan.

From his mouth, he learned that this top-grade flying magic weapon named "Little Xuan Mingzhou" is an imitation of the top-level flying magic weapon of the Jinyu Sect and ancestor Xuanyang - "Xuan Mingzhou".

Although Xuan Mingzhou is weak in defense and has no attack ability at all, it was refined by adding a piece of "flying mirage" accidentally obtained by ancestor Xuan Yang into it. It is a rare flying magic weapon known for its speed.

According to the middle-aged man surnamed Feng, Patriarch Xuanyang, who cultivated in the early stage of Yuanying, relied on this "Xuan Mingzhou" to escape safely from the hands of monsters and aliens in the late stage of Yuanying several times, so that " "Xuan Yuzhou" became famous, and many people were jealous.

And this "Little Xuan Ming Zhou" owned by the man surnamed Feng was the ancestor Xuan Yang who used the last trace of "flying mirage" to imitate it according to the method of Xuan Ming Zhou.

Later, the man surnamed Feng was able to receive a reward after winning the Zongmen Grand Competition.

Just by adding the extremely rare "Flying Mirage", the flying speed of this "Little Xuan Mingzhou" is already unparalleled among the best magic weapons, almost close to the escape speed of the monks in the early stage of pill formation. speed.

If the middle-aged man surnamed Feng hadn't wanted to avenge "Junior Brother Lin" that day, everyone would have been able to escape the siege of the low-level monsters with just the speed of this "Xiaoxuan Mingzhou".

Is thinking.

"Brother Yang, it's just ahead! The mountain gate of my Jin Yuzong is here!" The middle-aged figure surnamed Feng standing on the bow moved slightly, and shouted to Yang Gan behind him in a deep voice.

As soon as this remark came out, the disciples who had been meditating with their eyes closed on the small Xuanyu boat all opened their eyes excitedly and stood up.

After leaving the mountain gate for many days, I finally came back today, and finally felt a sense of security.

With the ancestors of the Yuanying stage sitting in the town, plus the blessing of the Jinyuzong's mountain guard formation, not to mention the late Yuanying monks, even if the high-level monks in the early stage of the transformation of the gods came to attack the mountain gate, it would not be able to break through in a short time.

This kind of time is enough for the disciples of Jin Yuzong to send out voice transmissions for help. After all, the Nine Profound Famous Jade Pool is something that body refiners dream of.

Even if he didn't dare to say that he would respond to every call, as long as Jin Yuzong sent out a message for help, most of the middle and high-level body refiners around would basically come here to help.

Therefore, although Jin Yuzong was not near the human city, he was quite confident about his own safety.

Yang Gan saw the arrogance on the faces of these Foundation Establishment disciples, and he knew a lot about Jin Yuzong's strength and prestige in his heart.

After thinking about it, Yang Gan followed what the middle-aged man surnamed Feng pointed out, and looked intently with admiration on his face.

"The Golden Jade Sect is indeed a great sect with Nascent Soul cultivators at its command. The power of the mountain-protecting formation is extraordinary!"

This is not because Yang Qian intentionally patted his beard.

I saw that the place where the Jinyu Sect was located spanned hundreds of miles of mountains.

Jin Yuzong's mountain protection formation is even more aura of light, appearing and disappearing from time to time, and there is a lot of pressure on it, making Yang Gan feel an indescribable terrifying aura from a distance.

Around the mountain range, there is no aura of any monsters at all, and the silence is extremely quiet. I am afraid that ordinary monks come here with creepy intentions.

If it wasn't for the cultivator of the Xu family, Xu Mingyu, the grandmother of the jade family, told Yang Gan that the elder of the Jin Yuzong had been instructed by her, and the trip would be safe and secure. Yang Gan really didn't dare to set foot on this strange place alone. The place of the mountain gate.

The feeling of being controlled by others is really uncomfortable.

Yang Gan looked calm, but he knew in his heart that no matter how urgent it was, the improvement of strength would not happen overnight.

It's just a stick of incense.

Little Xuan Yuzhou has already arrived outside Jin Yuzong's mountain protection formation.

There was also no movement of the middle-aged man surnamed Feng, and there were ripples and ripples flowing on the formation wall flickering with spiritual light.

Under Yang Qian's gaze, a huge gap with a radius of tens of feet was slowly opened.

The middle-aged man surnamed Feng didn't dare to be negligent, pinched his fingers slightly, hurriedly steered the little Xuanyu boat, turned into a thin white line, and rushed in.

Things were simpler than Yang Qian imagined.

In the main hall of the Jinyu Sect, Yang Qian met the Yuan Ying stage elder of the Jinyu Sect—Ancestor Xuanyang.

A grey-haired old man in a gray robe.

Ancestor Xuanyang, who was dubious, was originally blazing his beard because the refining of a furnace of elixirs failed.

But when he saw Yang Qian took out a small red sword with the word "jade" on it, his expression suddenly became complicated.

He stretched out his hand, and the small red piece flew out of Yang Gan's hand with a whoosh.

Yang Gan took a sneak peek and found that the face of Patriarch Xuanyang was full of memories, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that his life was not in danger.

Just slandered again.

Patriarch Xuanyang's expression does not seem to be the kindness of guidance between a high-level monk and a low-level monk, but the difference in cultivation between the two of them is so large
At this moment, the other party let out a low shout, which made Yang Gan suddenly startled.

"You kid! Want to borrow the Nine-Xuanming Jade Pond?"

"Exactly." Yang Gan replied with a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, facing an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, he didn't dare to make the slightest change.

"Well, Senior Xu's keepsake cannot be fake." Patriarch Xuan Yang stroked the red sword with his fingers, looked at Yang Gan slightly, and was slightly surprised in his heart. Give him the little red sword.

"At the moment, there are still body refiners training in the Nine Xuanming Yutan, you stay in the mountain gate, wait for a while, I promise you, of course it is indispensable." Xuanyang Patriarch said lightly, turned around left the hall.

As for the little red sword, it was obvious that he had no intention of returning it to Yang Qian.

Yang Qian didn't dare to ask any more questions, and turned to look at the middle-aged man named Feng who was waiting quietly.

"Brother Yang, there is no need to be anxious. It was not because my ancestor deliberately made things difficult for you. It was only when I returned to the mountain gate that I found out that there were two high-level body refiners from Tianyuan Holy City who had already trained in the Jiu Xuan Ming Jade Pond. , so it will take at least seven or eight days to end."

"Brother Feng Dao, what's the matter! I will obey the arrangement of the ancestor." Yang Gan said with a smile on his face while cupping his fists.

Afterwards, he followed the middle-aged man surnamed Feng to a guest room of Jin Yuzong.

Yang Gan counted the time.

Eight or nine days, I can still afford to wait, just in time to fully consolidate the Vajra Art to the peak of the second layer, leaving it as a bottleneck, so that the effect of the Jiuxuan Ming Yutan can be maximized.

In the room, Yang Gan looked calmly and slowly closed his eyes. In an instant, rich spiritual energy rushed into his body.

At the mountain gate of the Jin Yuzong, the concentration of aura is even higher than that of the low-level spirit-gathering array in the Anyuan City Inn.

'Don't let it go to waste. 'Yang Gan secretly praised, and soon began to practice the Vajra Jue.

Yang Qian relied on his molten gold body and the method of infusing the body with spiritual energy. In just three days, he had completely cultivated the Vajra Art to the peak of the second level, and there was no possibility of further progress.

Its bottleneck is that it only needs to be soaked in the Jiuxuanming Jade Pool to break through to the third level of the Vajra Art in one fell swoop.

However, a few more days passed.

The middle-aged man named Feng still informed Yang Qian in the future.

Five days.

Ten days.

'The stay time in the spirit world is not too long. If you can't break through the Vajra Art in time, you may be forcibly sent back to the human world. '

When Yang Qian couldn't hold back anymore and wanted to go out to inquire about something, finally, a middle-aged man surnamed Feng knocked on Yang Gan's door.

At this point, nearly half a month has passed.

(End of this chapter)