The Xuantian Sect was located in the Lingxiu Land in the Desolate Sky City, founded by the Xuantian Sect's founding ancestor, Tian Xuan Zi, five hundred years ago.
Tian Xuan Zi was so strong that he was said to have the cultivation of the Cave Void Realm. Since he established the Xuantian Sect, there have been too many disciples who have come to worship him, so he has made a rule that he will accept disciples every ten years.
The Xuantian Zong is strong and belongs to the Desolate Sky City's first power, even the city's main residence will not take the initiative to attract this behemoth.
Therefore, the ceremony of accepting apprentices from the Xuantian Sect, the whole city was boiling up, as if it was already the grandest day in the city!
The Xuantian clan has been taking in many disciples in recent days, so much so that the Xuantian clan had to send disciples to perform guard duty in the Qingcheng Mountains.
The plaza outside the Xuantian Zong Mountain Gate was already filled with people at the moment, and the high flow of people interspersed with all kinds of noisy sounds was very annoying.
Lu Tong followed the crowd, and after receiving the wooden sign in the hands of the black-clothed disciples of the Xuantian Sect, he sat on a clean ground on his knees.
"Only in the Condensed Blood Realm can two Xuan Chakra be broken through, if the remaining seven chakras are to be broken through, the essence blood of the corresponding powerful beings must be used as a guide, nowadays, with the changing of the main roads, how can one find the spiritual things in the Age of Gods and Demons easily? Lu Tong muttered to himself, his brow furrowing in disbelief.
Reaching out and stroking the pitch-black bead fragment between his neck, Lu Tong couldn't help but sigh, "A turn of ten thousand years is all vicissitudes...."
Thinking about how lonely he is in this world, Lu Tong's face is somewhat gloomy.
"As the avenue changes, where do I come to seek that flower of the past?"
Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Lu Tong's eyes opened abruptly, and a bright light flashed through them.
"''Heung Tin Hate, how can I be blinded by this loss before my eyes?'' Even if a strong man from outside the realm of the Underworld is superior, what if he is, when I ascend to the throne of God, I will break out of this world to relieve my hatred!" Lu Tong thought darkly in his heart, and a terrifying Xuan Power wave suddenly radiated from his body.
"Bai Ze Essence Blood, Dragon Scorpion Essence Blood, these are all the essence blood of the finest living beings that Mountain God's grandfather found for me back then. Although it is not easy to find the essence of blood in the future, the Great Mountain Sutra must be cultivated, and the two open basal veins must be cultivated as soon as possible..." Lu Tong whispered, and the essence of blood in the two basal veins boiled and flowed like a rushing river.
The Great Mountain Sutra is divided into nine volumes, each of which corresponds to exactly one level of cultivation. It is a seven-grade Xuan Gong created by the Lu Family Mountain Gods themselves ten thousand years ago while they were alive.
The sky and the earth are vast, with boundaries of hundreds of millions of miles, and there are really no boundaries. Countless influential people naturally appeared in the vast expanse of heaven and earth, creating extremely frighteningly rare genjutsu and genjutsu.
To better evaluate the level of Xuan Gong and Xuan Jutsu, the monks of the Celestial Underworld divided them into nine levels according to the level of strength of Xuan Gong and Xuan Jutsu, and the high-level Xuan Gong and Xuan Jutsu are usually hidden in powerful clans and ancient families.
Just as Lu Tong was practicing the Great Mountain Sutra with his eyes closed, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Hmph, kid, I've got you. Look where you're going this time. You know who I am, Grandpa?"
The first time I saw this, I was thrilled to see you.
For Lu Tong, grandfather was a countervailing scale for him. No one could just insult grandfather, not even the gods!
Qin Ning seemed to be on the defensive, looking at Lu Tong's right leg, which was lifted violently, he took out a shield that glowed with a blue phantom light in front of his body and seemed to trust the shield.
"Wow, Shield of the Phantoms! We're looking at it wrong. This is a Yellow Order Third Grade Xuanqi!"
"Didn't the Guardian Shield gets auctioned off by the Qin Clan half a year ago, this person in front of you must be the Qin Clan's second youngest, Qin Ning...."
"...."
The duel between Lu Tong and Qin Ning soon attracted several youngsters who had nothing to do but come to watch the action.
To better assess the grade of the Xuanqi, the monks of the Celestial Underworld divided the Xuanqi into four levels of the Xuanhuang of Heaven and Earth according to the grade, and each level was divided into nine smaller levels.
Unlike ordinary weapons, the Xuan Weapon was a powerful instrument containing Xuan Power that was refined after the runes were carved by a runemaster, and was not found in the general market.
The Shield of the Underworld in Qin Ning's hand was a true Xuanqi, although it was made for defense, it could double the enemy's strength and be very powerful.
When the surrounding youths saw Lu Tong stretching his legs to fight against the shield, they were all stunned.
"Oh no, this teenager must not have seen the power of the Xuanqi!"
"Deserved it, who let him mess with the Qin family...."
An endless stream of sighing voices seemed to be pitying Lu Tong.
It was only when Lu Tong struck his leg on that shield that Qin Ning's face changed abruptly, and an incredible look appeared in his eyes.
"Boom," after a muffled sound, Qin Ning directly flew out with a blue shield a foot or so and rolled down the mountain ladder again after a few turns on the ground.
"Xuan Qi, this teenager has already cultivated Xuan Qi!"
I don't know who shouted, and there was a silence—no wonder the teenager was able to ignore the counterattacking power of the Xuanwu Shield.
The only way you can understand the only way to get through the basal veins is to condense the essence of blood is to enter the cultivation, and only then will cultivate the basal qi. Still, this young man is young to cultivate the basal qi, which makes the people very uncomfortable in their hearts.
The fact that he had cultivated Xuan qi meant that this young man has a gifted Xuan body and could pass the examination to become a disciple of the Xuantian Zong outer sect.
In the Heaven of the Underworld, if you want to practice, you must have a natural body. When a child is thirteen years old, you will arrange for the awakening of the body, without which it is impossible to achieve anything in life. I wonder how many of these talents have ruined the future of young heroes.
The world is still a place where the strong are revered, and without the aid of the Xuan body, it is difficult to achieve anything in life.
The metaphysical is divided into countless types because of its properties, and nine levels according to its rank!
Although Lu Tong was a natural-born Xuan Body, some of the youths who were familiar with the Xuan Heaven Sect and the Qin Family were watching Lu Tong whispering and constantly shaking his head, a look of pity on his face.
Although they were whispering, what was said Lu Tong was completely audible.
Using the essence of a powerful spirit as a guide to break through the body's metaphysical veins, the metaphysical body can see all directions and hear all directions. However, Lu Tong is still a little distance away from doing this, a short-range to listen to those whispers can still be done.
"Goddamn boy, you wait!" The first time I saw him, I was a bit too busy, but he was still in the middle of the mountain, and he was still in the middle of the mountain.
When Qin Ning saw Lu Tong's cold stare, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he cursed and twisted his head before leaving the place in a raging manner.
"Huh!" The Lutong recovered his face and continued to sit on the ground, exhaling and absorbing the Xuan Qi, the Xuan Qi of the Qingcheng Mountain, where the Lutong clan is located, is rich, more than a hundred times more powerful than the outside world. Lu Tong had been cultivating for less than half an hour, and the two basal veins in his body already contained rich basal energy.
"Oops, this teenager is finished...."
"Yes, having beaten Qin Guang's brother in front of so many people, with Qin Guang's violent temper, this teenager would have to break a few bones, to say the least."
"What do you care, she might be capable...."
"How powerful can an ordinary Xuan Body who came to worship a teacher be, do you know how terrifying Qin Guang's strength is, I heard that he was a strongman of the second star of the Rotating Sea Realm last month, and I heard that he is a fourth-grade Thunder Xuan Body!"
In a moment, various sounds rang in Lu Tong's ears.
After a while, only to see Qin Ning with an iron face, holding a wooden card back inside the team, glanced at Lu Tong severely and then stopped talking.
The Xuantian Clan was very strict in recruiting disciples. No gifted Xuan body was directly eliminated from the game, a certain angle of gifted Xuan body determined how far one could go in one's cultivation.
"Lin Feng, fifteen years old, second-grade Wind Xuan Body, pass!" In front of the quiz stone, the purple-robed old man who presided over the quiz read with a smile on his face.
The teenager named Lin Feng immediately shouted with excitement when he discovered that he had been accepted, drawing a burst of envy from those teenagers around him who had not yet tested.
Behind Lin Feng stood a woman in a blue dress with an icy expression that seemed to resist being approached a thousand miles away.
Only to see her slowly place her hand on top of the quiz stone, dazzling azure light flashed by, and four blue light circles suddenly appeared on the quiz stone.
After such a long time, the congregation also knew what the four circles of light appeared on the quiz stone signified, which symbolized the Four Pin Xuan Body!
To know that the Fourth Grade Xuan Body was no more than ten in the entire Xuan Heaven Sect disciples, it was a first-class powerful Xuan Body!
"Ice Rain, fourteen years old, fourth grade Ice Xuan Body, pass!" The purple-robed old man looked at Ice Rain and spoke with a shudder, to know how important the appearance of a fourth-grade Xuan body in a sect was to the future of the sect!
The purple-robed old man looked at Bing-Yu with a gentle face and directed a purple-robed inner disciple at his side, leading Bing Yu toward the inner courtyard. This treatment stands in stark contrast to the previous treatment of other gifted metaphysical bodies.
"Lu Tong...." the old man was silent for a moment and finally called out Lu Tong's name.