Chapter 607 After all the hard work, he finally entered the palace

Chapter 607 After all the hard work, he finally entered the palace

——I’m taking a day off tomorrow, because this is the last wedding I will attend on this National Day. I am a relative of the woman, uh, the legendary uncle, uh, I should be the second in line, and I have to help greet the guests and so on. It's hard to have free time at home. I originally wanted to find time to write two more chapters in the past few days, but it turned out that I was too wasted and too busy, so I didn't save up. I'm sorry.

Judging from the monks watching, the huge waves triggered by the submarine volcano enveloped both of them. Unexpectedly, the power of the huge waves was only aimed at the low-grade golden elixir master.

So what they saw was that Ye Fan was still able to seize the fleeting opportunity under the impact of the huge waves, and did not hesitate to use the precious outer elixir to self-destruct and kill the low-grade golden elixir master.

"Young Master Ye is indeed a peerless genius who is good at fighting. Even when he was also affected, he could react one step ahead of Master Jindan and seize the opportunity that appeared in an instant." A female monk from the Soul Soul said about the battle just now. I admire Ye Fan's performance quite a lot.

Another male monk in the Soul Stage said: "What I admire the most is not this, but that Fellow Daoist Ye can self-destruct the outer elixir without hesitation, which shows that he is decisive in killing, firm in character, and strong in will."

"Actually, the fact that Fellow Daoist Ye refined the inner elixir of monster beasts into the outer elixir shows his perseverance and lofty ambition." Other monks agreed.

"Today we are all destined to experience a life and death battle, so why not form an alliance and help each other in the future." A soul monk suggested, and with an alliance, an alliance leader can be elected to facilitate the distribution of the spoils later.

The other monks, most of whom were not at a high level, immediately agreed, and the rest also agreed after pondering for a moment.

"Then who should be recommended as the leader of the alliance?" a monk asked.

Those monks in the Soul Stage, you look at me and I look at you. The female Soul monk who spoke first smiled and said: "Master Ye revealed his precious Waidan to save us. With his kindness, his character, his great future, and his With a reputation as a gentleman, as a disciple of the Sanyuan Sect, does the leader still have any questions?"

As soon as this was said, everyone nodded.

Just at this time, Ye Fan escaped with his flying sword and saw all the monks saluting together and saying respectfully: "See the leader." The sound shook the sky.

Before Ye Fan came back to his senses, he received a message from the spiritual female monk and understood the matter.

Then the monks saw that Ye Fan did not answer, and continued to respectfully say: "See the leader."

Ye Fan saw many powerful people who were better than him in cultivation and realm higher than himself. They all paid homage to him with such admiration. A feeling of pride and ambition arose in his heart, and the domineering and coercive atmosphere in the luck brocade cloud became even stronger. It spread out and suppressed the luck of these monks, making them more respectful to Mark and even a little bit submissive.

"Excuse me, everyone." Ye Fan waved his hands with a smile, walked into the air step by step, and walked down.

The further down you go, the more obvious the monks' sense of respect and submission becomes, and the sense of superiority becomes clearer.

Gradually, Ye Fan was immersed in this feeling, and his mind became ethereal. In the clarification, it was as if some obstacle was crushed by nature, and he sensed the crystal clear spiritual thoughts.

"He actually broke through to the Soul Stage at this time!" Surprised voices kept coming and going.

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"Ye Fan, are you willing to worship me as your teacher?" Cui Wang looked at Ye Fan below and asked. He is the top-grade golden elixir master in the Sanyuan Sect. Seeing that Ye Fan's spirit has returned, he specially called him over.

Ye Fan said gratefully: "Disciple is willing."

"Yes, everyone in the sect has heard about what you have done over the years. You were able to discover the problems in your own character, deliberately do good deeds to reconcile them, and made your character modest and open-minded. Finally, you broke through to the Soul Stage. It is really rare in a thousand years. I'm a genius at first sight, and I'm very happy to accept you as my disciple. Let's officially perform the apprenticeship ceremony tomorrow," Cui Wang said with satisfaction.

Ye Fan's resentment has indeed dissipated a lot, and he understands that the sect is investigating, but he still smiles coldly in his heart. If he didn't have a system, how could he have waited for such praise? On the surface, he smiled modestly and said: "Master is overly complimentary. Disciples are just used to reflecting on themselves.”

"It's good not to be arrogant or reserved. With your current temperament and qualifications, the perfection of the soul will only take time. As long as you can be steady and steady step by step, there is definitely a chance of a high-grade golden elixir. At that time, you will apply to the sect to become a master." , let you enter the Sanyuan Palace, watch the divine light of the Zhen Sect, understand the way of Liangyi in advance, and make the best preparations for attacking the high-grade golden elixir." Cui Wang praised Ye Fan very much.

Ye Fan said happily: "Thank you, Master."

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"Name, token." In front of the Sanyuan Palace, a short old man stopped Ye Fan. He had an ethereal and transcendent aura about him, and he turned out to be a heavenly king.

After forty years of practice, Ye Fan has been perfecting his soul for many years. Today, he received the consent of the sect and can enter the Sanyuan Hall for a look. However, he did not expect that the person guarding the door of the Sanyuan Hall was actually the Heavenly Immortal True Monarch. After being slightly absent-minded, he He took out the token and said, "Disciple Ye Fan, please see the True Lord."

After reaching the soul stage, Ye Fan was better able to hide his inner emotions. In the eyes of the sect's Jindan Grandmaster and Lord Yin Shen, he was a monastic seed with special luck, domineering yet humble and self-sufficient.

This Heavenly Lord had already been informed by the sect. His immortal consciousness scanned the token and waved his hand: "You can go in. But you can only stay for half a cup of tea. Haha, in fact, the disciples who have perfected their souls can watch and comprehend the town. Sending divine light often consumes a lot of energy and makes you extremely exhausted within ten breaths. Half a cup of tea just helps you to recover and have the strength to come out."

"Thank you for telling me, Master." Ye Fan smiled gratefully. He was really happy in his heart. Being able to observe the sect-suppressing divine light would benefit his own practice. The system also released the main task. Although the reward was average, it was also an extra gain!

After passing this master, Ye Fan pushed open the door of the Sanyuan Hall and stepped in. When he passed the hall door again, the restriction similar to the cave barrier was naturally activated and swept over. After checking, it was found that he was at the level of the second-tribulation master.

Shi Xuan also used the secret technique blessed by the cold mirror master, hidden in Ye Fan's countless thoughts, and successfully passed the restriction sweep, and followed Ye Fan into the hall without any waves.

Just as Shi Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and was about to watch the "suppressing divine light" through Ye Fan's eyes, he suddenly felt moved and found that a terrifying breath stood in the hall. The strong breath of good fortune was hidden in it, and it was changing in thousands of ways, like a special two-element world that was different from others. Shi Xuan was very familiar with this feeling. It was the breath of the three-tribulation master without concealment! The founder of Sanyuan Sect, Xuanji Zhenjun, was actually cultivating in this hall!

Ye Fan saw a ball of black and white light floating in front of a white-bearded old man. He was about to take a closer look, but suddenly found that the old man looked very familiar. After a brief recollection, he was shocked and saluted quickly, saying: "Disciple Ye Fan pays homage to Xuanji ancestor."

"No need to be polite, you can watch the sect-suppressing divine light by yourself. Otherwise, it will not only delay your own practice, but also delay the time of the old Taoist." Xuanji Zhenjun smiled lightly, which calmed Ye Fan's panic.

"Disciple obeys." Ye Fan said respectfully, and he had a lot of good feelings for Xuanji Zhenjun, who was peaceful and close. He sighed in his heart that this was the style of a great man, and then he concentrated his mind and looked carefully at the black and white light. He felt that it was constantly changing, which made people obsessed and even felt like fainting.

Shi Xuan took a deep breath. He had to seize the opportunity and fully activate the secret method blessed by Han Jing Tianjun. Even if he did so, it would all dissipate after thirty breaths.

Thoughts silently took over Ye Fan's eyes and carefully looked at the black and white light.

Normal cultivators focus on the changes of the two yin and yang in the light, but Shi Xuan didn't even look at them. He directly looked at the incomplete and wandering talisman characters at the core.

With just a glance, Shi Xuan recognized that it was the practice method of the two yin and yang sword!

Those two yin and yang lights were the lights containing the true meaning of the Tao that were naturally attracted and gathered by its breath when it penetrated the void. Although they were equally precious, they were compared with the original, one was a pearl and the other was a casket. Only Xuan Ji Zhenjun, who had been immersed in this for many years, tried to deduce and combine these words.

The layer of ice crystal cold light flashing on Shi Xuan's thoughts melted a little bit to prevent the natural breath of San Jie Tianjun from being sensed, wrapping his thoughts and making his breath completely the same as Ye Fan's.

Without sadness or joy, without fear or alarm, Shi Xuan reflected the talisman characters one by one in his mind according to the experience of practicing the first three steps in the "Baolu", and quickly integrated them.

Under this huge pressure, in just seven breaths, Shi Xuan completely restored the practice method of Liangyi Miedao Sword, which required the first ray of yin and yang when the world was opened up to practice.

Shi Xuan's thoughts retreated and hid again, while doing some tricks to disturb Ye Fan's mind.

Ye Fan took control of his eyes again, and felt that the black and white changes flowed, making him dizzy and dizzy. It was really difficult to hold on. After only five or six breaths, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

He had no doubts about the abnormality just now, and thought that he had entered a state of obsession when he was comprehending the Tao, and knew nothing about the outside world.

"Disciple, I'll leave." Ye Fan found that he could not recover in a short time, so he said goodbye to Xuanji Zhenjun.

Xuanji Zhenjun didn't say anything, nodded, indicating that he knew.

Ye Fan turned around and walked out of the hall with all his strength.

He had just taken a few steps when he suddenly heard Xuanji Zhenjun say indifferently: "Stop!"

Ye Fan was full of secrets. When he heard Xuanji Zhenjun ask him to stop, he was almost scared to death. Fortunately, he was confused now, and it was normal for him to be mixed with emotions such as fear. He did not show any clues. He reluctantly turned back and saluted: "What do you want, ancestor?"

Shi Xuan only felt Xuanji Zhenjun's powerful immortal consciousness sweeping over him. Under his pressure, the cold light on his thoughts began to crack, and cracks appeared one after another. It was about to break completely!

"After watching the sect-suppressing divine light, you can still force yourself to go out. Your mind is strong, which is very good." Xuanji Zhenjun was confident in his immortal consciousness, so after a light sweep and finding no abnormalities, he took it back and praised it lightly.

Ye Fan almost fainted. Xuanji Zushi asked him to stop just to say this? He almost scared himself to death!

"Thank you for the praise, Master." After being frightened, Ye Fan dared not stay here. He thanked Xuanji Zhenjun and walked out of the hall quickly.

When he stepped through the hall door, the restriction swept over again, and the cold light on Shi Xuan's thoughts finally couldn't hold on, and it broke into pieces, exposing his thoughts.

Fortunately, this last bit of power barely blocked the restriction's prying, so no clues were discovered.

"Hey, Ye Fan, you actually walked out by yourself so quickly?" The old man-like Tianjun who was guarding outside the hall said with a hint of surprise in his tone.