After the two chatted for a while about the world, Li Xuandao left.
"He is also a pitiful person." Xu Fan said while looking at the jade plate in his hand.
The spiritual power penetrated the jade plate, and a piece of the Ninth Generation Golden Immortal Art appeared in Xu Fan's mind.
"It's such a mysterious technique, it belongs to the realm of reincarnation, but it's just too troublesome. In the later stage, it will become a golden immortal for life."
"Perhaps with the help of this "Ninth Generation Golden Immortal Art", we can optimize Xingci's technique."
Xu Fan pondered while comprehending.
Three days later, Xu Fan sighed and put down the jade plate.
"After all, it is a technique at the level of the immortal world. It seems that it cannot be reversed at this stage."
A mountain guard puppet appeared next to Xu Fan, took away the jade plate, and flew towards Li Xuandao's residence.
After the puppet left, Xu Fan began to comprehend the immortal treasure again.
At this time, in the Fantasy Peak, the two thousand newly joined disciples began to practice the first spell in their lives.
In the fantasy world, in a vast grassland, the disciples wearing the robes of the Hidden Spirit Sect began to clumsily mobilize the spiritual power in their bodies, form seals with their hands, and laboriously cast the most basic spells.
Xu Gang was also in the illusion and began to explain the essentials of magic to the disciples who had doubts. This was Xu Fan's request. As long as he was in the sect, he had to take turns to be the teacher.
"Fireball."
"Ice Spear Technique"
"Little Spiritual Rain Technique"
"Light Body Technique"
"Tangle"
"Ground Thorn Technique"
"Golden Body Art"
All the children excitedly performed the spells they had learned, as if they had stepped into the ranks of immortals.
At this time, Xu Gang noticed a special disciple, an 8-year-old boy with fair skin and an intelligent look in his eyes.
At this time, he formed seals on each hand, one with the storm technique and the other with the fireball technique.
If it were in the outside world, Xu Gang would stop it immediately, but in the fantasy world, if you fail, you will suffer some mental damage at most, and you will be fine after a few days of cultivation.
Xu Gang, who was originally planning to watch the joke, suddenly had his eyes widened. He only learned this skill after he advanced to the Golden Core stage.
It was so easily displayed by a disciple who was less than ten years old.
Xu Gang waved his hand gently, and the little boy's information appeared in front of him.
"Lin Chuanyu, 8 years old, has spiritual roots of wind and fire. Qualification: high, understanding: high. Focus on cultivating disciples."
There was a more detailed introduction later, but Xu Gang did not read it carefully.
"It turns out that Master has begun to pay attention to him."
At this time, the little boy directly controlled the storm technique to turn into a tornado, and directly integrated the fireball technique into the tornado.
This scene looked very unpleasant to Xu Gang.
"Is this the gap in understanding? When I was practicing the first spell hard during the Qi refining period, this child had already started to combine spells."
At this time, Xu Gang suddenly felt that since he advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, his enthusiasm for practicing Taoism and magical powers was far less than before.
"Are you proud of being tied with the sect's genius? Are you going to forget your original ideal?"
Looking at the talented Lin Chuanyu, Xu Gang suddenly realized.
In the time hut, Xu Fan looked at Xu Gang who was seeking inner counseling and felt a little dumbfounded.
"Are you attacked by a new disciple?" Xu Fan said with a smile.
"After entering the Nascent Soul stage and tying with the genius of the Thousand Spirits Sect, the disciple found that he had relaxed a lot about the cultivation of Taoism and magical powers."
"And his cultivation is a bit stagnant."
"Please ask Master to make a training plan for your disciples," Xu Gang said.
"Don't be anxious. I've also noticed that your practice has been a little lax recently. It's not a big problem. Monks also need to rest."
"And that disciple, I know that his talent and qualifications are definitely not even a little bit better than yours at that time."
"The road to immortality is too long, you just need to walk your own path steadily."
"Don't be anxious or impatient. When you look back when you are tired, you will find that the people you envied can no longer see your back as you move forward." Xu Fan said.
I added in my heart, with your master here, what are you still worried about?
"Don't you want to practice the plan? Go to the trial tower tomorrow. There are training challenges set for the teacher there."
"Thank you, Master."
After comforting his eldest disciple, Xu Fan just wanted to study how to reduce the sequelae of reincarnation for hundreds of lives, but he met his welfare brother again.
"You came back with your wife?" Xu Fan said. This guy is also a restless master. After practicing in the sect for a period of time, he took on a mission to investigate the wanted criminals in the Jindan period under the jurisdiction of the Yinling Sect.
He still took his wife with him.
"I just came back yesterday and I heard from Xiang Chi that Xing Ci is about to be promoted to Nascent Soul." Wang Yulun said melancholy.
"Yes, after your baby advances to the Nascent Soul stage, your other baby will also advance to the Nascent Soul stage."
"At that time, your Wang family will be the most powerful in Yinling Sect."
"Have you ever considered seizing the throne to become the leader of the Yinling Sect?" Xu Fan said jokingly.
"You know how to tease me. I'm here to ask you what Xingci means."
"After so many years, he should be able to guess something." Wang Yulun said.
"You don't need to be too anxious. After all, you are also a victim."
"Xingci won't do anything to you, but if you want him to call you daddy, it might be a little difficult." Xu Fan said.
"As long as he doesn't blame me," Wang Yulun said with a sigh.
"It's okay. According to my understanding of Xing Ci, after he advances to the Nascent Soul stage, he will at most give you a reincarnation magical power. As long as you survive it, you will be fine." Xu Fan patted Wang Yulun on the shoulder and said.
"The magical power of reincarnation?" He didn't know much about his son's skills.
"Yes, don't be afraid, it will only take one night at most." Xu Fan reassured Wang Yulun.
"If you are really scared, just continue to take your Qian'er to play in the Central Continent. Maybe Xing Ci will forget about it in a few hundred years." Xu Fan said with a smile.
"Can you give me some reliable advice?" Wang Yulun said speechlessly.
"Then you should find an opportunity to chat with Xing Ci. Maybe the problem will be solved." Xu Fan spread his hands and said.
"It seems that this is the only way. Instead of escaping, it is better to face it proactively." Wang Yulun gritted his teeth and said. He used to think that the time was still early, but he didn't expect that the time passed so quickly.
"In that case, I'll let Xiang Chi take his mother out on a purchasing mission to avoid being broken into on the way."
"Good brother." Wang Yulun said.
"Should I?" Xu Fan said with a smile. After all, he would still count on his good brothers to solve major problems in the future.
The next day, Wang Xiangchi found Murong Qianer.
"Mom, Master asked me to go to Fengyu Fairy City to purchase a batch of specialties there. Do you want to go?"
"Don't you want to buy the Phoenix Feather Fairy Clothes, a specialty treasure there? It just so happens that I can accompany you." Wang Xiangchi said. Although he didn't understand why the master gave him this task, he still had to listen to the master's words.
Murong Qian'er mentioned the Phoenix Feather Fairy Clothes during dinner some time ago, and Wang Xiangchi remembered it in his mind, thinking that he would buy one for his mother when he had time.
Murong Qian'er's eyes lit up when she heard her son's words. It happened that Wang Yulun said yesterday that he had some enlightenment and wanted to practice in seclusion for a period of time.
"I'll leave a message for your father and we'll leave." Murong Qian'er said happily.
