Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 323
"Besides, after this puppet is refined, it will eventually belong to you, so this request is not too much."

Yang Qian raised his eyebrows and muttered: "Yang is really interested in the puppet that is comparable to the late Nascent Soul cultivator. There is no problem in this matter. Moreover, if this ultimate puppet is refined, Yang will not be able to do it either." Those who are indebted to fellow Taoist Dayan will definitely help fellow Taoist find a way to seize the body, or study and complete the art of sending gods together."

Yang Qian suddenly said with a smile.

"Huh? Are you so kind?" God Lord Dayan asked in surprise, with a hint of suspicion on his face.

"Haha, whether Dayan Daoist believe it or not, when Yang met you for the first time, I felt that you and I are very destined. Some small things are not worth fussing over, so let me show a little sincerity. "Yang Qian said this, and suddenly cast a spell.

Under the astonished gaze of God Lord Dayan, in the dark void around him, dense air suddenly appeared out of thin air, and streams of soul power that made him extremely comfortable interspersed in it.

"This is the Huanyun Soul Crystal!" The little golden man transformed by Dayan Shenjun immediately widened his eyes, once again full of surprise. "With the purification of this object, my soul can at least be more powerful." One that has survived for more than a hundred years!”

"Fellow Daoist Dayan is worthy of being an old man who has survived for thousands of years. One of the main materials for refining Yang's treasure is Huanyun Soul Crystal. Its nourishing effect on the soul is only slightly less than that of Soul Nourishing Wood. Weakened by just a little, with the two complementing each other, Taoist friend's spiritual art can be fully demonstrated." Yang Gan nodded with pride, and when the gilded gourd was refining for the second time, the magic absorbed by it was The cloud box is made of "Huan Yun Soul Crystal" as the main material, otherwise he would not go to Fuyun Temple to exchange for this object.

"Not bad! Boy, you actually own this kind of treasure, the Huan Yun Soul Crystal, which was extremely rare even ten thousand years ago." God Lord Dayan showed a satisfied look, took a deep breath, and Under the nourishment of the Soul-nurturing Wood and the Magic Cloud Soul Crystal, the entire soul within the golden puppet felt a surge of vitality.

Even if the art of sending gods is not completed, he can live for at least more than a hundred years. In this way, the original idea of ​​Lord Dayan has changed.

"Okay! I will teach you the fifth-level Dayan Jue formula, and then I will leave the temple with you first. Speaking of which, I will not leave for ten thousand years, and I really want to see the descendants of Qianzhu Sect's disciples. Yes." God Lord Dayan said with a little emotion. Even he himself didn't notice that after learning that he could live for hundreds more years, he had already gained some fighting spirit.

"That's very good!" Yang Qian smiled broadly, naturally he had no objection, and the shadow inside the gourd gradually disappeared.

Inside the sanctuary.

Yang Gan's physical body suddenly opened his eyes, and a light flashed in his eyes.

Glancing at the gilded gourd in front of him, he knew that God Lord Dayan was trapped in it and his consciousness could not be extended at all.

"Get up!" Yang Qian pinched the magic formula, and purple brilliance spurted out from his mouth, like a bright rainbow, hitting the gilded gourd in the air.

The gilt gourd trembled, and then emitted a burst of yellow light, which swelled in the storm and became several feet in size.

Then he muttered words,

Yang Gan was making spells with his hands and muttering words in his mouth. The yellow gourd in the air started to spin as he cast the spell.

Suddenly, the entire hall was filled with surging true energy fluctuations.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the stars move.

After a day and a night.

Yang Gan was still the only one walking out of the church gate. He was dressed in black, as black as a waterfall, and his face was indifferent.

After glancing at the way he came, Yang Qian swayed and turned into a purple rainbow, rising into the sky and disappearing at an unbelievable speed.

There was only a "swish" sound, and the purple frightening rainbow drew an astonishing arc, twisting and turning in the Thousand Sacred Mountains, flying into the distance, rushing out of the mountain in the blink of an eye, and then suddenly climbed straight up, Disappear into the sky.The main hall of the Qianzhu Sect's main altar.

Yang Gan was sitting high on the leader's chair, looking down at the people below.

A beautiful woman in a red dress and a slim young man stood respectfully on the left side, while an old man in a green robe, a young man in red, and an old man with a dove face stood on the right side.

As for the other Qi Refining Stage disciples, naturally they are not even qualified to enter the palace.

The people at the bottom looked at each other, fell to their knees, bowed their hands, and shouted in unison:
"Qianzhu Cultivators, please pay your respects to the Supreme Master!"

"Get up." A lazy voice came from the high platform, but it was Yang Qian who held his cheek with one hand and looked at everyone with an indifferent expression.

"From today on, Qianzhu Sect will be under my jurisdiction," Yang Qian put down his arm and leaned back slightly, "Lu Sanhuai!"

The old man in green robe had his pupils condensed on his lowered face, and he hurriedly came out of the queue and said respectfully: "Here you are!"

"I appoint you as the Protector of the Dharma - the Blue Feather Lion King. When I am not in the sect, you will lead the congregation."

"Thank you for the gift, your Majesty! I will go through fire and water without hesitation!" The green-robed old man Lu Sanhuai was overjoyed and looked serious.

Yang Qian nodded lightly, and immediately ordered: "Well, as for the other few people, they will no longer serve as the Protector Dharma King, and will be uniformly assigned as deacons within the sect. If they condense the golden elixir in the future, they can receive the Protector Dharma King again. One, if there is someone who can advance to Nascent Soul, then I will be offered the position of headmaster of Qianzhu Sect!"

"Don't worry, in addition to the originally required offerings, the rest of the spiritual stone materials will be distributed according to the rules of Qianzhu Sect. Your cultivation resources will not be missing."

The beautiful woman in red robes and the thin young man breathed a sigh of relief. They were a little more lively about the resources in Yang Gan's mouth, but they did not dare to say more. They all held up their hands and replied: "I will obey the Supreme Master's decree!"

On the high platform, Yang Gan glanced at the people below, and his eyes flashed.

At this time, the green-robed old man Lu Sanhuai suddenly stepped out of the queue and fell to his knees with a bang, followed closely by the other foundation-building deacons.

"The Qianzhu Divine Sect is invincible in all battles; the supreme leader has cultivated martial ethics; for thousands of years, he will rule the south of the world!"

The cultivators' voices were loud and loud, and the sound was transmitted loudly.

Outside the main hall, many members of the cult who didn't know why were shocked. They glanced at the five pill-forming puppets floating in the sky and fell to their knees.

"The Qianzhu Divine Sect is invincible in all battles; the supreme leader has cultivated martial ethics; for thousands of years, he will rule the south of the world!"

Yang Gan's face twitched. He knew this slogan when he was searching Jin Nantian's soul. He didn't expect that these juniors would flatter him now.

Standing up indifferently, Yang Qian swayed and disappeared into the hall.

Only the newly promoted Blue Feather Lion King Lu Sanhuai and the deacon disciples of Qianzhu Sect were left. They prostrated themselves on the ground and did not get up for a long time.

(End of this chapter)