Xiang Yang is full of confidence in his own good fortune, but he doesn't think that having good fortune is everything. What "a tiger's body shakes and the four sides come to worship" is only a legend in the story of the storyteller.

Although you have good luck, you should be down-to-earth, cautious, guard against arrogance and impatience, and strive to improve, so that your luck can last forever.

For these people, naturally, we can't use the means to deal with Yushan hall. Although the prohibition is overbearing, it also cuts off the possibility of each other's continued growth. What he wants is trusted subordinates and brothers, not puppets.

Then you can only use a kind of soul skill. This secret method from the Tianmo family is one of the more advanced soul skills handed down by the soul emperor. It's not easy to use it even with Xiang Yang's current spiritual intensity.

However, with the whole set of Lingyin treasure tools, as long as it takes a little time, it will still be effective for these friars who have the highest accomplishments in the first year of life.

A few days ago, when Sima shenang and other three people went to visit the cave, Xiang Yang had a small test, which had a slight impact on the friars in the ninth turn period, but the effect was much more significant for Chu Xuan in the yuan infant period.

Xiang Yang then tried several times. Now his trust and dependence on Xiang Yang have obviously reached a higher level.

One of the biggest characteristics of soul cultivation is that it does not belong to a kind of prohibition, but affects the soul consciousness of the other party through specific means, either like or evil, which is controlled by the heart.

This kind of magic involving the soul is not fairies but fairies. In the current situation of the mountain and sea world, even the Supreme Master can't find and solve it. It is the most appropriate means for Xiang Yang at present.

The sandalwood fog on the south side of the Fuyu Zong is where the sunken water hall is located.

This is a vast lake. Looking at the area, it is not much smaller than the Youqu Ze outside the Fuyu sect.

In the middle of the lake, there are several crystal clear translucent hills, each of which has a radius of thousands of feet. Exquisite houses are stacked up to the top of the hill, and the one-color crystal tiles are flashing colorful light.

It was already sunset, with the glow of the sunset and the sparkling water. Monks were busy around the hills, either with their swords or stepping on the water.

With the setting sun, a misty fog rose quietly, covering the whole lake with a layer of gauze. Several hills loomed in the fog, and a refreshing light sandalwood followed, which is also the origin of the name of sandalwood fog.

In terms of visual beauty, the entrance of chenshui hall is definitely the first of the five gods hall. Although there is no dependence on green mountains and green waters, it has its own unique immortal spirit.

"That bastard Shanyu deceives people too much! Six hundred years ago, Baochun hill was assigned to my Zeng family, which is the land of our clan. Now, just a few years after my grandfather died, will he take it back?"

At the top of the hill, Zeng Qiu sat opposite an old man whose face was somewhat similar to him, frowning.

A few days ago, the leader of Sima hall summoned him. He just dropped a word and asked him to hand over the affairs he was responsible for in the commandment hall.

When he returned to chenshui hall, he stayed for a few days. Shanyu, who was in charge of internal affairs in the hall, sent someone to announce that he wanted to take the Primula hill on the east side back to the hall.

You know, the Primula hill is the land of the Zeng clan. There are nearly a thousand Zeng clans living on it. They have been recovered. Where do those clans go to live?

"Why don't you talk to the hall leader?" Zeng Ran is one of the two Yuanying of Zeng family, but his qualification is much worse than Zeng Qiu. He has always been Yuanying's early cultivation. He has a thin face, expressionless face and a twilight look in his eyes.

"Elder martial brother Shanfeng has such a temper that you don't know... What's the use of looking for him? The bastard probably got some news and thought I was easy to bully..."

Zeng Qiu's hands behind him became fists. When he lost his job in the discipline hall, he really lost his confidence in Shanyu. At least that guy was in the later stage of Yuanying, and Shouyuan was more than 300. He was the most promising monk in chenshui hall to be promoted to jiuzhuan.

I think of Sima Zizhong's words a few days ago, "since my heart is not here, I will not force you to stay." although his words are vague, Zeng Qiu naturally knows what's going on - Sima hall leader, I blame me for hiding the magic weapon...

On that day, Xiang Yang and qingmutang fought, and Zeng Qiu was also present. Originally, they thought they had bet on the right treasure, but they didn't expect that several days later, the other party didn't have any news at all.

In fact, it's no wonder that even the ancestors of jiuzhuan period are not his opponents. They kill two with one hand. The background is so deep that even the patriarch has to retreat three feet. How can a friar like himself be in his eyes?

I'm afraid I'm courting the wrong person...

He sighed in secret that Zeng ran was still dead, and they were speechless for a moment.

At this moment, Zeng Qiu suddenly moved, took out a sound transmission jade slip, explored it slightly, burst into laughter, and the original depression was swept away...

In the jade building at the top of the mountain.

Several jiedan disciples such as Ji Shangyin sat on jade futons. Behind them were rows of disciples who transformed gods, refined and even built foundations. At the back, there were more than a dozen monks in different clothes. Looking at that, they were not disciples of Ji Shan hall.

Above, there is an antique eight treasure lotus stand. He sits cross legged and is explaining the essentials.

As long as the foundation period is up, the foundation church will have the opportunity to listen to the teachings of Yuanying's ancestor. Those with good qualifications will also have the opportunity to get his personal advice. This once-a-month foundation church is also well-known in the nearby area. Even many low-level monks from other halls come to study and seek advice.

Although Bo Xi's accomplishments are not high, he has the demeanor of those saints in ancient times. It is often said that there are no classes, and outsiders don't care.

He has learned a lot. In addition to his own skills of Jishan hall, he has certain attainments in many basic skills, including array and alchemy.

What he said today is the pharmacology of compiling Huashen recipe. Although it is named Huashen recipe, in fact, the method of taking this pill was extremely useful until Yuanying period. The disciples below listened with interest. The disciples who have reached Huashen period took out jade slips and wrote them there. Those who have no conditions even took out paper and pen and wrote them there...

As soon as he talked about his pride, di Boxi suddenly stopped and summoned a jade slip for the transmission of sound. When he found out his divine knowledge, he immediately looked happy. It was too late to say hello to his disciples, so he directly rose to defend the sword. Not far away, he came back, looked at several disciples, lifted Ji Shangyin, pulled him by the collar and roared away...

The fire god hall is located.

After a few days of isolation with Huo Bao, he hurried into his weapon refining room as soon as he got out of Guandan Ding, and was ready to verify his gains in these days. As for the so-called major events that happened in the sect during this period, he didn't have the leisure to care. For him, he focused on nothing except the way of weapon refining.

But this time it was different. As soon as he had prepared the required materials, he received a summons. He just looked at it and rushed out directly. He didn't even close the refining room that used to be regarded as a forbidden area...