"Bang bang bang bang..." There was another burst of excitement in the soul mirror space.
"Who said it was boring? Isn't this more lively than before?" Cai Cai muttered, puffing bubbles and swimming happily to the side.
Gu Qingxi also heard the noise coming from the soul mirror, but she didn't care.
Anyway, they are all spirit bodies, no one is much stronger than the other, and they cannot be killed no matter how hard they are beaten, so let them find something to do.
After sorting out the space bracelets again, except for some commonly used items, the others were moved into the world of Sumeru. Gu Qingxi put Sumeru Bodhi into his Dantian.
In the past, Sumeru Bodhi was not refined, so she didn't care too much, but now that it was refined and formed into a small world, it was different.
No one is guilty of harboring a treasure. If people knew that she had such a heaven-defying treasure hidden in her body, there is no telling how many people would covet it.
Even if her master and senior brothers guard her all day long, she will never have peace.
Seeing that it was still early, Gu Qingxi picked up the soul mirror, used the condenser fire to fire the magic formula, first added the Dao Guiyuan formation, and then threw nearly a million spiritual stones into it.
Then he put away the soul mirror, set up a spirit gathering formation in the tent, sat cross-legged and started practicing.
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"Dang..." The vast and melodious bell rang.
"The mountain gate is open, the mountain gate is open!" Gu Qingxi finished practicing and opened her eyes, and heard cheers coming from outside that she tried hard to suppress but could not suppress.
After walking out of the tent, sure enough, the mountain gate at the foot of the mountain had been opened, and more than ten monks were walking in the air.
The leader was a slender young man, wearing a green robe with gold and silver patterns embroidered on the corners and cuffs. He was luxurious yet elegant, and at the same time a bit aloof.
Other monks followed closely behind him, several of whom looked much older than him, and some even had gray hair on their temples, but their expressions were extremely respectful.
Needless to say, we know that the leading young man’s status in Wuji Immortal Palace is not low.
Seeing them coming, all the monks bowed and saluted, but the Immortal Palace disciples headed by the young man only nodded slightly in return, and the arrogance in their expressions did not diminish at all.
"Disciples of the Great Elder of Wuji Immortal Palace, by the order of the Palace Master, please go to Wuji Mountain to participate in the trial." When he came to the front of the crowd, the young man said loudly.
The words were polite, but he didn't even bother to mention his own name. He obviously didn't take the monks present seriously.
However, everyone did not dare to complain at all. Didn't you hear what others said? He is a disciple of the Great Elder of Wuji Immortal Palace. Even in Wuji Immortal Palace, there are probably not many people who can surpass him in status.
Even if he is a little more arrogant, he still has the qualifications to be arrogant.
"Then I'll help you, young master." Everyone saluted again.
Of course, Gu Qingxi would not be dissatisfied because of someone else's arrogance, so she also bowed slightly.
No matter what, when they come to the Wuji Immortal Palace for trials, they are all guests, and others are the hosts. This can be regarded as the most basic guest-host courtesy.
In the crowd, the two brothers Pang Henian and Pang Heming did not salute, but stood there blankly, looking at the young man in confusion.
In this way, the two of them stood out from the crowd. The young man snorted lightly, with a look of displeasure in his eyes.
"Sir, have you ever heard of the Youshan Nangong family?" Pang Henian woke up and noticed the young man's dissatisfaction, and asked cautiously.
"Who are you?" The young man looked stunned and looked at brother Pang Henian and Pang Heming in confusion.
"I am the head of the Pang family, Pang Henian. This is my younger brother Pang Heming. My mother, Nangong Yuanxiang, is from the Nangong family in Youshan." Pang Henian said respectfully.
In the secular world, it is extremely disrespectful to mention your mother's maiden name in public, but in the world of cultivation, there is no such rule.
"You are He Nian, you are He Ming!" The young man took a few steps forward, stared at Pang Henian and Pang Heming, and asked excitedly.
"You, you are really Nangong Zhiyuan!" Seeing this, Pang Henian knew that he had recognized the wrong person and said happily.
"You, you are such a brother-in-law!" Pang Heming also became excited.
As soon as these words came out, the crowd was in an uproar.
This disciple of the great elder of Wuji Immortal Palace is actually the brother-in-law of brother Pang Henian and Pang Heming, and is from the Nangong family in Youshan.
Youshan is an inconspicuous hill in Tiancang Continent. It is not rich in spiritual energy and does not produce any decent cultivation resources. The Nangong family has lived in Youshan for generations, and it is just a small family that has been in decline.
If Pang Henian hadn't mentioned it, no one would even know that his mother's family was originally from the Nangong family, and no one would have thought that someone from the Nangong family actually became a disciple of Wuji Immortal Palace.
Looking at the excited Nangong Zhiyuan, and then looking at brother Pang Henian and Pang Heming, everyone's eyes were filled with envy.
Although for most sect disciples, once they join the sect, they have to put aside their worldly affairs and separate themselves from their original family, but Nangong Zhiyuan obviously does not fall into this category.
With the strength and foundation of Wuji Immortal Palace, even if they just take a little care of Pang Henian and Pang Heming, the two brothers will definitely benefit from it, and they may be able to soar into the sky.
"There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and the year is unknown in the cold weather. I remember the last time I saw you, you were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and now you have grown so big." Nangong Zhiyuan said with emotion.
A young man who looked like he was not yet thirty years old, facing two old men with silver hair, expressed such emotion, it should have been so weird and weird.
But everyone around him didn't find it strange at all, only feeling deeply shocked.
From the tone of his voice, you can tell that even if Nangong Zhiyuan is not much older than the Pang brothers, he is definitely not younger than them.
Even Pang Henian, a strong man at the peak of his integration, is already showing his age, but Nangong Zhiyuan still looks young. If you guessed it right, his cultivation must have reached the level of overcoming tribulation.
Only in this way can he cut off his veins, cleanse his marrow and rejuvenate himself.
"When my uncle went out for an internship and never came back, everyone else thought that he had an accident. Only my mother refused to believe it and searched everywhere for his whereabouts. She was still thinking about him before she died.
Unexpectedly, she got it right. As expected, my brother-in-law turned out to be a lucky man. Not only was he safe and sound, but he was also admitted to the Wuji Immortal Palace. "Pang Henian looked back on the past and said happily.
"I'm sorry for my sister, making her unable to feel at ease even before she dies." Nangong Zhiyuan said guiltily.
"Brother, please don't blame yourself. If mother was alive in heaven and knew that you had such an opportunity, she would probably be smiling." Pang Henian held Nangong Zhiyuan's hand and consoled her.
"He Nian, you are injured!" Nangong Zhiyuan didn't notice anything strange about Pang Henian at first, but when he held his hand, he easily found that his spiritual power was weak and his breath was restless, and his face suddenly sank.
not good! Noticing Nangong Zhiyuan's expression that quickly darkened, everyone around him was shocked.
