Chapter 52 The Golden Jade Sect and the Ancestor Xuanyang
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.
‘Multiplayer flying magic weapon. ’ Yang Qian’s eyes narrowed and he couldn’t help but look at it a few more times.
The foundation-building disciples of the Jinyu Sect hugged Yang Gan, hugged the ashes of "Junior Brother Lin", and jumped onto the boat.
The middle-aged man surnamed Feng and Yang Qian nodded politely, and also came to the head of the ship to drive the magic weapon.
Yang Qian pondered for a moment, then vaguely scanned the surrounding depressions. When he saw that all the corpses of the second-level monsters had been collected, he couldn't help but curl his lips slightly.
For Jiuxuan Yutan, there is no need to fight with these Jinyu Sect monks for the body materials of the two second-level monsters.
Yang Qian currently encountered the bottleneck of the second level of the Vajra Art. Although it took many years to break through, for Yang Qian who needed more time to stay in the spiritual world, immediately immersing himself in the Nine-Xuanming Jade Pond was obviously This is the best strategy.
When the time comes, in the spirit world, by using the method of infusing the body with extremely rich spiritual energy, not only the Vajra Art will be able to advance by leaps and bounds, but at the same time, due to the longer stay time, together with the mana cultivation, there will be a qualitative improvement.
At the very least, you need to cultivate your spiritual consciousness so that you can control the magic weapon.
Especially flying magic weapons.
Thinking in his heart, his body movements did not slow down at all.
With a slight jump, Yang Qian's figure flew into the air in an instant.
In a blink of an eye.
I landed at the stern of the white jade boat and sat down 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 under the feet suddenly flashed with silver light. After shaking slightly, it turned the bow, looked in a certain direction, and left straight away.
Behind everyone.
The black land is full of devastation. Occasionally, low-level monsters come here and eat the muscles, flesh and blood all over the ground.
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The mountain gate of Jinyu Sect is not far away.
After only three days of flying, we are almost reaching our 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 chat casually with Yang Qian.
I learned from him 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, ancestor Xuanyang - "Xuan Mingzhou" .
Xuan Mingzhou, although its defense is weak and has no offensive ability at all, was refined by adding a piece of "Flying Mirage" accidentally obtained by Xuanyang's ancestor. It is a rare vessel known for its speed. Flying magic weapon.
According to the middle-aged man surnamed Feng, Patriarch Xuanyang, who cultivated in the early stage of Yuanying, relied on this "Xuan Mingzhou" to defeat monsters and aliens in the late stage of Yuanying several times. He escaped safely, so that "Xuan Yuzhou" became famous, and many people were jealous.
The "Little Xuan Mingzhou" of the man surnamed Feng was imitated by Xuanyang's ancestor using the last trace of "Flying Mirage" according to the method of Xuan Mingzhou.
Later, after winning the sect competition, the man surnamed Feng was rewarded, which made him envious by many fellow foundation builders.
Just by adding the extremely rare "Flying Mirage Stone", the flying speed of this "Little Xuan Mingzhou" is already unmatched among the best magical weapons, almost close to The escape speed of the monks in the early stage of pill formation.
If the middle-aged man surnamed Feng had not wanted to avenge "Junior Brother Lin" that day, everyone would have been able to escape from the siege of the low-level monster beasts just by relying on the speed of this "Little Xuan Mingzhou".
While thinking.
"Brother Yang, it's just ahead! The mountain gate of our Jinyu Sect is here!" The middle-aged figure named Feng standing on the bow of the boat moved slightly and shouted to Yang Gan behind him in a deep voice.
As soon as these words came out, the Golden Jade Sect Foundation Establishment disciples who were meditating with their eyes closed on the Little Xuan Jade Boat all excitedly opened their eyes and stood up.
I have been away from the mountain gate for many days, and finally came back today. I finally feel a sense of security.
With the ancestors of the Nascent Soul stage sitting in charge, and the blessing of the Golden Jade Sect's mountain-protecting formation, not to mention the monks of the late Nascent Soul stage, even the high-level monks of the early stage of divine transformation cannot attack the mountain gate in one moment. breached.
This time is enough for the disciples of the Jinyu Sect to send out a message for help. After all, the Nine Mysterious Yutan is what the body refiners dream of.
Even if I dare not say that one call will be answered, as long as the Jinyu Sect sends out a message for help, most of the surrounding middle and high-level body refiners will come to help.
Therefore, although the Jinyu Sect is not near the human city, it is somewhat confident in its own safety.
Yang Qian saw the faint expressions of pride on the faces of these foundation-building disciples, and he knew a lot about the strength and prestige of the Jinyu Sect.
After thinking for a while, Yang Qian followed the finger pointed by the middle-aged man named Feng and looked at it with admiration on his face.
"The Golden Jade Sect is indeed a great sect with Nascent Soul monks at its command. The power of the mountain-protecting formation is extraordinary!"
This is not because Yang Qian intended to pat his beard.
I saw that the place where the Jinyu Sect was located spanned hundreds of miles of mountains.
The Jinyu Sect's mountain-protecting formation was even more aura-like, appearing and disappearing. There was so much pressure on it that Yang Qian could feel an unspeakable terrifying aura from a distance.
Around the mountains, there is no smell of any monsters at all, and it is extremely quiet. For ordinary monks to come here, it is probably not to be creepy. If it hadn't been for the Xu family's cultivating gods, Jade Grandma Xu Mingyu had told Yang Qian personally that the Grand Elder of the Jinyu Sect had received her guidance, and this trip would have been safe and worry-free. Yang Qian would have really not dared to set foot on this strange place alone. The place where the mountain gate is located.
The feeling of having your life controlled by others is indeed 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 only takes a stick of incense.
Xiao Xuan Yu Zhou has arrived outside the Jin Yu Sect’s mountain protection formation.
The middle-aged man surnamed Feng did not see any movement, and the walls of the array were filled with flashes of light and ripples were flowing.
Under Yang Gan's gaze, a huge gap with a radius of several tens of feet was slowly opened.
The middle-aged man surnamed Feng did not dare to neglect. With a slight pinch of his fingers, he hurriedly steered the small Xuan jade 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, Patriarch Xuanyang.
An old Taoist in gray robe with gray hair.
The dubious Ancestor Xuanyang 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 red sword flew out from Yang Gan's hand with a whoosh.
Yang Qian took a sneak peek and found that the face of Patriarch Xuanyang was filled with memories. He couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that his life was not in danger.
Just slandered again.
The look on Patriarch Xuanyang’s face does not seem like a sign of guidance between a high-level monk and a low-level monk, but there is such a huge gap in cultivation between the two of them
At this moment, the other party shouted, making Yang Qian suddenly excited.
"You kid! Want to borrow the Nine-Xuanming Yutan?"
"Exactly." Yang Qian replied with a low eyebrow, facing an old monster in the Nascent Soul stage, But he didn't dare to make the slightest move.
"Well, Senior Xu's token cannot be faked." Ancestor Xuanyang stroked the red sword with his fingers, looked at Yang Qian slightly, and was slightly surprised. This man's talent in the Diamond Art is serious. Not low, no wonder he would hand the red sword to him.
"At the moment, there are still body refiners practicing in the Nine Mysterious Jade Pond. Just stay inside the mountain gate and wait for a while. I will definitely promise you." Patriarch Xuanyang said calmly. After saying that, he turned around and 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 did not dare to ask any more questions, and turned to look at the middle-aged man surnamed Feng who was waiting quietly.
"Brother Yang, there is no need to be anxious. It was not the ancestor who 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 were already in Jiu We have been training in Xuanming Yutan, so it will take at least seven or eight days to finish.”
“Brother Feng Dao, I will obey the ancestor’s arrangements.” Yang Qian clasped his fists with a smile on his face. said.
Then, he followed the middle-aged man named Feng to a guest room of Jinyu Sect.
Yang Gan calculated the time.
On the eighth and ninth day, I can still afford to wait. It is just in time to completely consolidate the Vajra Art to the peak of the second level, leaving the bottleneck to maximize the effect of the Nine Mysterious Ming Yutan.
In the room, Yang Qian's eyes were calm and he slowly closed his eyes. In an instant, rich spiritual energy rushed into his body.
At the mountain gate of Jinyu Sect, the concentration of spiritual energy is even worse than that of the low-level spirit gathering array in Anyuan City Inn.
‘Nothing should be wasted. ’ Yang Qian secretly praised and quickly started practicing the Diamond Art.
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.
The bottleneck is that one can break through to the third level of the Diamond Art just by soaking in the Nine Mystic Ming Jade Pond.
However, a few more days passed.
The middle-aged man surnamed Feng still informed Yang Qian in the future.
Five days.
Ten days.
‘The time to stay in the spirit world is not too long. If you cannot break through the Vajra Art in time, you may be forcibly sent back to the human world. ’
When Yang Qian couldn’t hold his breath and wanted to go out to ask something, finally, a middle-aged man named Feng knocked on Yang Qian’s door.
At this time, nearly half a month has passed.
(End of this chapter)