The original power gradually disappears,
As a result, Long Yu moved from the first floor of foundation building to the second floor of foundation building.
The eight avenues entered the first level together.
But neither Fang Lanmeng nor Long Yu himself noticed that there was a slight crack on the inside of Long Yu's dantian!
"How do you achieve the externalization of Taoism?" Xuan Ziyuan couldn't help but ask
"What is the externalization of Taoism?" Long Yu had never heard of it.
"Just like this..." A faint white light appeared in Xuan Ziyuan's hand, "Concrete the Taoism, just like what you did just now."
In the expectant eyes of several people, Long Yu was confused: "What kind of concreteness, I don't know how to..."
Xuan Ziyuan stared at Long Yu and realized that Long Yu had not lied. He whispered: "Is the unconscious Taoism externalized..."
"Senior Xuan, what are you talking about?" How could Long Yu know how many surprises he had just given the three of them, and how much he had frightened the world...
"Nothing," Xuan Ziyuan said with a smile, "I mean, it's time for the young master to go out."
"Get out?" Long Yu was stunned, but then he became happy. In space, I have forgotten time.
"If you don't experience the baptism of blood, you can't become a powerful monk; if you don't experience the test of life and death, no matter how high your realm is, you will be no different than a waste." Fang Lanmeng also nodded and said, "Didn't you say you want to go to Monster Mountain? It's time. "
When these people saw the origin appearing in the body of a foundation-building person, they knew what the supreme being in the space would naturally want to talk to them...
"Only those who are not afraid of death, can dance under the sickle of death, and can apply what they have learned from Taoism to skills." Meng Xixi also agreed.
Long Yu looked at the few people and couldn't help but feel touched, but immediately worried: "Are you trying to drive me away..."
The three of them were stunned when they heard this. Xuan Ziyuan was the first to laugh and said: "Young master, go to the fifth stone room before you enter. After Yaoshan and his party come back, if you don't come to us immediately, Mr. Fang will take back your sword!"
When Long Yu heard Xuan Ziyuan say this, he couldn't help but look at Fang Lanmeng.
"Yes, Young Master's training has just come to an end, but it is not the end. After you come back, on the cliff, you use your spiritual power to activate this talisman, and it will naturally be teleported in." Fang Lanmeng handed it to Long Yu A talisman engraved with ancient divine patterns.
After Long Yu took it, Meng Xixi handed another box to Long Yu: "Take our lady with you. She will supervise you to prevent you from slacking off."
The three of them were confused.
Xuan Ziyuan and Fang Lanmeng looked at Meng Xixi in confusion and said through a message: "Are you sure you want Can Yue to go with this kid? How to deal with a crisis?"
"I have arranged a formation in it. If there is any danger, I can protect you, Miss..." Meng Xixi explained.
And Long Yu took the box: The lady from the seniors’ family is a box?
Meng Xixi naturally saw that Long Yu was puzzled: "This is a magic weapon, called the Yin-Yang Box. Our lady exists in it with spiritual consciousness. At the critical moment, she might be able to help you, just take it."
Long Yu nodded when he heard this, and when he looked up the next moment, he was already on a cliff near the confinement room.
The flow rate of space is different from that of the outside world. It is controlled by Fang Lanmeng and others. The distance from Fang Lanmeng's soul to being pulled into the space has only passed overnight.
Long Yu felt that all this was like a dream. When he saw the Yin-Yang box in his hand and touched the two swords on his back, he couldn't help but feel that his whole body was full of strength.
"Monster Mountain, it's time to go there!"
Long Yu did not return to the Seventh Peak immediately, "If you didn't have your uncle's support behind you, I would definitely want you Meng Tao to look good. Now is not the time..." Long Yu had already calculated everything in his heart.
Arriving directly at the Xuehan Sect's task release office, the short old man was lying leisurely on the couch, and this person was Luo Gao, the protector of the Xuehan Sect in charge of this place.
Luo Gao didn't even open his eyes, too lazy to talk to Long Yu. He raised his right hand and pointed to the right, then stopped talking to Long Yu and began to savor the tea...
There is an unwritten rule in the Xuehan Sect that disciples below the second level of foundation building are not allowed to take on the Monster Mountain mission. Therefore, this was also the first time that Long Yu stepped into the second floor of the attic.
What comes into view is endless shelves, with large and small booklets displayed on the shelves.
The mission is undoubtedly to exchange the hunted spiritual beasts for crystal stones. Crystal stones to monks are like gold and silver to mortals.
"Hunt a five-horned snake in the foundation-building stage, fifty crystal stones. If you hand over the core of the spirit beast, you will get one hundred crystal stones."
Long Yu continued reading:
"To build the foundation, a mountain beetle bears eighty crystal stones. If the core of the spiritual beast is handed over at the same time, it will cost one hundred and sixty crystal stones."
"..."
Long Yu understood that the corpse was the basis, and the core of the spirit beast was also called the spiritual core. If it was handed in together with the corpse, the value would be doubled.
After making a good record, we set off for Monster Mountain.
When Long Yu left the mission, Luo Gao glanced at Long Yu carelessly, almost losing his grip on the teacup in his hand, and suddenly sat up from the recliner, stared at Long Yu, and said in disbelief: "Build the foundation ?This waste turned into a foundation overnight?"
Long Yu had already gone away, leaving Luo Gao stunned and confused: "How is it possible? I must have seen it wrong..."
But if you want to go to Demon Mountain, you must first take the small teleportation array in Xue Han Sect to the garrison on the border of Xue Han Sect's Demon Mountain.
The local army will then be responsible for arranging the disciples to enter the Demon Mountain.
Once they are sent to the vicinity of Demon Mountain, the army will leave. After that, every three months, the army will come to inspect and bring back the disciples who have left.
Of course, some disciples will never come back once they leave...
"One day you can also go to Demon Mountain. Remember to go to Xuecheng near Demon Mountain first. You will meet your second senior brother there..." This is what Ye Shaoqiu said to Long Yu before he died, so Long Yu went there first. It's Snow City.
The teleportation array was set up on the main peak of Xuehan Sect. When Long Yu arrived in front of the array, there were about thirty disciples here.
"Disciples in gray still dare to go to Demon Mountain. There are many ways to seek death. Some people just choose the stupidest one." A disciple in yellow laughed loudly as usual when he saw Long Yu from the seventh peak. .
Among Xuehan Sect's foundation building disciples, the Taoist robe corresponds to the level of foundation building, and there are nine levels of small realms in foundation building.
The gray clothes represent the first two layers, and the next seven layers are the colors of the rainbow, with red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple corresponding to the third to ninth layers.
There are no management restrictions on this gray robe, and now Long Yu only has this gray robe in the Seventh Peak.
"There is really no one on the Seventh Peak. A brat like this wants to go to Demon Mountain." The younger brother next to the disciple in yellow agreed.
"How dare you," weird voices came and went, "Hey, hey, it turns out he changed his sword, show me." A disciple in a red robe sneered, then reached out to grab Long Yu's sword.
Everyone thought that Long Yu would turn around and have a feeble debate like before...
But in the next breath, the red-clothed disciple's hand stopped in mid-air, and he couldn't help but froze in place.
Because, a sword on Long Yu's back was instantly held in his hand, and the tip of the sword was pressed against the opponent's throat: "What, can my sword not cut your neck?"
When all the disciples saw this scene, they couldn't help but startled, but then they burst into laughter: "Hahaha, I saw that right, it made me laugh to death. A useless person in gray is provoking a disciple in red."
"Yundi, you were frightened by a loser! What a shame!"
…
As always, no disciple believes at this moment that the sword in the hand of the waste can be compared to the neck.
In their hearts, the sword in Long Yu's hands is nothing more than scrap metal.
But the elder in charge of the teleportation array on the stage could not help but shrink his eyes and whispered: "What a fast sword..."
When Yun Di heard the taunts from the disciples around him, he immediately became angry and said, "Boy, if you have the guts, come to the ring with me!"
"Why don't you dare? Are the disciples in red clothes very strong?" Long Yu's expression was indifferent. Yun Di had also humiliated Long Yu when he was with Meng Tao. Long Yu has never forgotten these things.
Everyone was stunned again, but immediately burst out into constant ridicule: "Yundi, teach this loser from the Seventh Peak a lesson!"
There was still some time before the teleportation, so everyone was not in a hurry and followed the two of them to the arena above the main peak.
When disciples compete in the arena, as long as they are not dead, even if they are seriously injured, the sect will not interfere.
"Look! The disciples in red and gray are on the ring at the same time!"
"Let's go and take a look."
…
The different colors of Taoist robes always attract the disciples who are originally next to each arena.
Yun Di saw that the disciples in the audience were swarming around him, and his face darkened: "Do you have any last words before you die?" In Yun Di's eyes, Long Yu was already a cripple.
Long Yu remained silent and put the sword back into the scabbard on his back again: "You are not qualified to let me use the sword."
Long Yu's calm voice fell into the ears of everyone. Everyone seemed to have heard a big joke, and a sigh came to Long Yu.
"Seeking death!" Yun Di felt embarrassed and rushed towards Long Yu with a punch. It seemed like a simple punch, but Yun Di had already gathered his spiritual power to a certain point and killed Long Yu.
Everyone on the side also thought that Long Yu was a gray-clothed disciple, not to mention a well-known useless swordsman. The result was already clear.
Some people have begun to lament Long Yu's tragic defeat...
But Long Yu's feet turned slightly, and when he dodged a punch, he quickly took action. A punch full of death was directed towards Yun Di's chest in an instant!
"Bump!" As soon as the voice fell, Yun Di flew out of the ring!
At this moment, the expressions of all the disciples in the audience were frozen and silent.
"I, I, I saw it wrong? Did Yun Di fly out?"
"Is it over? Yun Di was beaten out?"
…
Everyone couldn't believe their eyes.
"My sword can't be touched by anyone." Long Yu fell down with a soft sound, and the disciples watching the battle immediately reacted and made an uproar!
"That's just a disciple in gray."
"Yundi is defeated now, just act!"
All kinds of discussions are difficult to calm down.
"With just one move, Yun Di was seriously injured!"
Beside the disciple in yellow, a younger brother who caught Yun Di also had a look of horror on his face.
The disciple in yellow looked at Long Yu on the stage, frowned, and said coldly: "What a waste, he can't even handle a gray man with a sword."
But how could they know that Long Yu on the stage had experienced many life-and-death fights in space, how much suffering he had suffered, and how many injuries he had suffered?
"Why don't you get up?" The disciple in yellow turned to Yun Di and shouted, "What a loser!"
But Yun Di had trouble saying that now it was not a matter of whether he could think of it, but whether he could get up.
Outsiders didn't know it, but Yun Di knew that this punch directly disrupted the normal operation of spiritual power in the body.
When Yun Di looked at Long Yu again, an indescribable feeling of fear emerged in his heart.
A mouthful of blood spurted out and he fainted.
Seeing this, the disciple in yellow was furious and looked at Li Zhong behind him: "Go and cripple that kid. Don't be careless like some trash. Just be careful."
Li Zhong didn't dare to disobey, so he nodded hurriedly and stepped forward: "What, are you good at fighting?"
"You'll know if you try it." Long Yu didn't have a good impression of this group of people.
"I just arrived at the foundation building, and I don't know how high the sky is. I can't leave you alone!" As he said this, a long knife appeared in Li Zhong's hand, and he said so.
"when!"
Long Yu's sword has been unsheathed.
The swords collided, causing sparks to fly.
"Die!" Li Zhong swung his sword again, and the spiritual power on the sword was flowing, obviously using the power of the law he had understood.
However, Li Zhong's rules are nothing more than a trail.
Long Yu didn't say anything, the spiritual power on his sword was restrained, and he just faced it with a sword!
"bump!"
In the incredible shock of all the disciples, Li Zhong flew out along Yun Di's "trajectory"!
"Why, is that all you have?" This question was heard, and at this moment, among the disciples, it was undoubtedly shocking!
Three moves and two people fly!
Long Yu was standing on the stage now, looking coldly at the disciples in yellow under the stage, and said coldly: "That's all, they are just a group of poor people who bully the small ones."
"He is provoking Youdajian, and that disciple in gray is actually provoking Youdajian!"
All the disciples watching the battle exclaimed!
[Fellow Taoist, remember to collect [expression]]
