Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

As he spoke, Yang Qian turned his hand and took out a ball of white gelatinous substance.

It is jade rubber.

After hearing Yang Qian's words, Jing Lingzi's eyes dimmed and he said in a daze: "I dare not deceive Senior Yang. My ancestor of Wuhaiguan went out more than twenty years ago and there was no news from him until five years ago. The soul lamp left in the temple has been extinguished, and I, the Wuhai Temple, are from a single lineage, with only one junior."

"The ancestor of the sect left some spirit stones and cultivation materials before leaving, but they have been almost exhausted in the past few years. As for the jade rubber, at this point, I have nothing to hide. There is indeed a tree in Wuhai Temple. The jade oak tree happened to coincide with the millennium and produced some jade rubber. Since this was the only thing of high value, the younger generation thought of coming to Fuyun Temple in exchange for the help of the senior Cassia Son in the temple. After all, Fuyun Temple and the younger generation were in the same place. Wuhaiguan is a sect that has been brothers for thousands of years, but I didn’t expect that they were kicked out without even meeting each other.”

Jing Lingzi smiled bitterly, feeling a little disappointed.

Speaking of which, the so-called brother sect of Fuyun Temple has become nothing since the ancestor of Wuhai Temple returned to the west.

Jing Lingzi had some expectations for this.

It's just that he calculated it a thousand times, but in the end he didn't expect that the other party would not even want to see him.

"View of the Sea of ​​Fog." Yang Gan whispered, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

According to the original timeline, in the future, a genius disciple will appear in Wuhai Temple - Qi Lingzi.

This Han Li's founding disciple in the spiritual world possesses an extremely rare inherited magic weapon and has made extremely rapid progress in cultivation.

"Could it be that Senior Yang has also heard of the name of Wuhai Temple?" Jing Lingzi couldn't help but be a little surprised and couldn't help but ask.

Under Jing Lingzi's gaze, Yang Qian nodded slightly and said casually:

"When I was traveling in Tianyuan Realm, I once saw the name of Wuhai Temple in an ancient book. The founding founder of your sect, 'Xuan Lingzi', has a magical power that surpasses his peers, but the specific situation is unknown."

"It turns out that the great reputation of the Patriarch is still spread in the Tianyuan Realm." Jing Lingzi's eyes lit up slightly and said in a low voice, but then dimmed quickly, with a lot of regret in his tone.

At the moment, he is the only one in the Wuhai Temple who is in the middle stage of foundation building, and he doesn’t even know how long it can last.

Jing Lingzi sighed, feeling confused about the future.

The next moment, Yang Qian's words reached his ears, making his mind come alive again.

"Your piece of 'jade rubber' is indeed useful to me. If you need anything, whether it's a spiritual stone, a pill to improve your magic power, or a magic weapon, just ask. I won't force you to do anything." To seize your treasure."

Jing Lingzi felt her heartbeat suddenly speed up and thump, and her mouth became dry.

After frowning and thinking for a moment, he gritted his teeth and said cautiously: "Senior Yang, since jade rubber has caught your eye, I should offer it with both hands. I only ask that senior can help me explore my physique and why I can't practice Wuhai." "The practice of contemplation"

"Can't practice?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and ordered, "Come here."

Jing Lingzi felt happy and stepped forward respectfully.

After more than two hours.

Jing Lingzi stood quietly with his hands hanging down. Yang Qian's eyes were filled with a layer of golden light, and the spiritual energy in his body was like a trickling stream, flowing through the opponent's meridians, as warm and moist as jade.

After a moment, the golden light in Yang Gan's eyes dissipated, and a pair of big hands slowly moved away from Jing Lingzi's shoulders, with a look of surprise on his face.He examined Jing Lingzi and said: "The 'Wuji Wuji' technique you practice has special requirements for the practitioner's physique. Although you have the so-called 'Mist Sea Body', your meridians, But there are some blocked meridians, and now I have opened up all the blocked meridians for you."

He paused for a moment, and Jing Lingzi couldn't help but let out a soft cry, his eyes flashing with joy. He only felt the mist rolling inside his body, his magic power surging, and his cultivation seemed to have improved a lot.

Yang Gan couldn't help but smile when he saw Jing Lingzi's excitement, and then said: "Coupled with the assistance of Wuhaiguan's inherited magic weapon, I believe it won't be long before your cultivation speed will be far faster than ordinary people. As long as you continue to practice in the future, Don’t step into dangerous territory. With your qualifications, let alone condensing golden elixirs, there is great hope for you to advance to Nascent Soul.”

"Thank you, Senior Yang. This junior was able to open up the 'Sea of ​​Fog' body, all thanks to the grace of Senior Yang!" Jing Lingzi burst into tears of gratitude at this moment, and knelt down directly in front of Yang Qian.

Seeing this scene, Yang Gan was stunned for a moment!
His original intention was just to get the jade rubber and heal Jing Lingzi's blocked meridians, but he did it casually and easily, and it was just a trivial matter to him, and he didn't even take it to heart.

But he didn't expect that just doing a small thing that was insignificant to him would make the other party cry with gratitude to such an extent.

The gap between monks is so great that it is difficult to estimate.

Thinking about it, although this kind of improvement of meridian occlusion is nothing to the Yuanying monk, how dare you find a strange high-level monk to tell everything about the other party's current situation.

Even for Fuyun Temple, which has had a relationship with Wuhai Temple for thousands of years, Jing Lingzi was not able to even see the owner of the temple.

In this way, Jing Lingzi's behavior seems to be quite normal. After all, Yang Gan can be regarded as his great nobleman.

"Oh? Do you really think so?" Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked.

"Junior, there is no need to say anything. Now I am the only one left in the Sea of ​​Fog Temple. I am the contemporary master of the Temple. It is all thanks to Senior Yang that I can continue the Sea of ​​Fog Temple!" Jing Lingzi said frankly.

"If Senior Yang doesn't believe it, I would like to offer you the supreme mental method of Wuhai Temple, 'Wuhai Wuji', and the inherited magic weapon, 'Wuhai Pearl'!"

Saying this, Jing Lingzi patted the storage bag without hesitation and took out a gray jade slip.

He opened his mouth again and spat out, and a white bead flew out of his mouth.

He has already figured it out. Apart from himself, there is no one else in Wuhai Temple, and there are no high-level monks sitting there. If he can climb up to the Yuanying stage seniors on the opposite side, he can at least continue the inheritance of Wuhai Temple.

As for the skills and inherited magic weapons, they are nothing in front of the sect's inheritance.

Even Jing Lingzi once spoke in Fuyun Temple and exchanged Wuhai Temple's skills, but he was not able to see the ancestor of the other sect and was deeply shocked.

Only then did he realize that the "Sea of ​​Mist" technique that he had always regarded as a treasure seemed to be nothing in front of the Yuanying Stage monks.

However, this is indeed Jing Lingzi's misunderstanding.

"Wuhai Wuji", as the inherited skill of Wuhai Temple, naturally has its own magic.

At least, in Yang Qian's view, this technique is very mysterious and not simple.

However, it has two fatal flaws. (End of chapter)