Beiyin Great Sage

Second order!

The Tiangang hegemony body then operated spontaneously, and the unrefined gold and iron aura that had been accumulated deep in the flesh and blood also quietly merged into the physical body.

Physical strength skyrocketed again.

"boom!"

The terrifying essence made the huge secret room like a furnace.

This level of vitality can shock Bai Yin, who is also at the second level of Jingyuan.

……

"senior."

Xiao Zhengqing's voice came from outside:

"Someone is coming from the alliance."

Zhou Jia opened his eyes, and two glaring auras rushed straight for several feet, leaving a shadow in the void for a few seconds before dissipating slowly.

Chapter 034 Start!

After simple repairs, Xuantian Pavilion has rebuilt several buildings on the ruins, but it can be seen that the decline and decay are evident.

With only a few dozens of disciples, it is no longer the grand occasion.

Song Zhijie landed on the field and scanned the audience, his eyes paused on Xiao Zhengqing, whose right arm was empty, and he couldn't help but sigh softly:

"You have worked hard."

"Senior." Xiao Zhengqing's eyes were red, and he knelt down and cried loudly:

"I beseech the seniors to respect the master and avenge all the brothers and sisters!"

"Crash..."

Everyone in the field immediately knelt down and shouted in unison:

"I beg senior to kill Xing Tiancheng!"

"Punish Punishment Libra!"

"..."

"Don't worry." Song Zhijie looked solemn, and said in a deep voice:

"As a disciple of the Xuantian Union, Xing Tiancheng has learned everything he has learned from the sect, but he doesn't want to serve the sect, but instead commits killing."

"The elders of Killing Heaven Pavilion, Uncle Li, and all disciples of the disciples were all killed. Song will never let this ungrateful person go."

"Certainly!"

"Kill this beast!"

Zhou Jia stood behind the crowd, silent.

Song Zhijie is the deputy leader of the Xuantian Union, the Dinghai Shenzhen of the Song family, a silver powerhouse at the peak of the second-order god, and has a lifespan of three years.

At this time, he was wearing an indigo long dress, with a sword-shaped bone hairpin inserted into his hair. He had a regular appearance, with a short beard, and was extremely masculine.

But to be honest, this person has a bad reputation.

On the surface, it looks like a gentleman's work, but in fact it is sinister and vicious. It will do everything to achieve its goals, and breaking promises is even more common.

Even Li Guxin had some criticisms towards him.

However, this does not change the fact that he is the number one expert in the Xuantian Union, and Wan Dao Senluo is a master of fusion and martial arts.

and……

He is also one of the few people who has achieved something in the three altars.

After comforting everyone, Song Zhijie walked over and smiled before saying anything:

"A few days ago, I heard that another Baiyin was born in the alliance. Mr. Song has not had time to celebrate in the future. Brother Zhou has already reached the second rank."

"Really..."

"The sky is endless, my Xuantian Union!"

"Senior was joking." Zhou Jia lowered his head and sighed softly:

"Failing to prevent Xing Tiancheng from committing murder, and even allowing him to escape, this junior is ashamed."

He wouldn't have any objections to Song Zhijie just because of what outsiders said. How can he be an ordinary person to get to where he is now.

It doesn't matter whether it's sinister or treacherous.

Just because the other party can become one of Hong Zeyu's top powerhouses is enough to make people admire, besides, his own reputation is even worse.

"Enough is enough."

Song Zhijie sighed softly, and stretched out his hand to signal:

"We talk inside."

"Yes."

Zhou Jia nodded.

……

The hall was empty, and everyone else had retreated. When there were only two people left, Song Zhijie gently stroked his beard and said slowly:

"Brother Zhou achieved the second level because he asked the Dharma in the three altars, right?"

Ok?

Zhou Jia raised his head, his eyes moved slightly:

"There are reasons for that."

"Brother Zhou, don't be surprised." Song Zhijie smiled lightly:

"In recent years, anyone who has entered the three altars and asked the Dharma will be promoted to the second rank in a short period of time. Otherwise, there is no reason for the Xuantian Union to cling to an incomplete Dharma door."

"It's just that Brother Zhou's cultivation is progressing too fast."

Not just fast.

But it's unbelievably fast!

Even if other people have completed the three altars to ask the Dharma, it will take three to five years to advance, which is like this one with three to five days.

However, during this period of time, unimaginable things happened one after another, not only Zhou Jia, but Xing Tianliang, who was in his early twenties, was even more exaggerated in his cultivation.

"I just want to ask the seniors for advice."

Zhou Jia said positively:

"What exactly is the true spirit referred to by the three altar questions?"

"This..." Song Zhijie smiled wryly:

"I do not know either."

"There are many records left in the foundation alliance. It seems that every true spirit who understands is different, and the blessings for themselves are also different."

"Some can strengthen the body, some can nourish the spirit, and some can pull out poison and drive away evil spirits."

"Perhaps there is more than one true spirit?"

Saying that, he shook his head again and again.

Zhou Jia was thoughtful.

"I don't know what benefits Brother Zhou's true spirit can bring?" Song Zhijie was curious, and said at the same time:

"When the old man realized the existence of the true spirit, his perception became extremely sharp, and other people could detect any changes in their hearts."

"I..." Zhou Jia pondered for a while, and said:

"It seems to be the effect of being invulnerable to all poisons."

He did feel the existence of the true spirit when he broke the second level, but because of the relationship between the dragon and the tiger, the benefits brought by the true spirit are not obvious.

It's just that when I started to practice, the progress was a little faster.

An imperceptible trace.

"That's it!" Song Zhijie understood, took out a booklet from his body and handed it over:

"Three altars to ask the Dharma are just the deduction of the holy monk Yanfa back then. The Dharma is not complete. The so-called manifestation of the true spirit may be just a lie."

"However, it is true to be able to comprehend the true spirit. This booklet contains the comprehension left by fellow practitioners who have practiced this method over the years."

"You can learn a thing or two from that."

"Thank you, senior." Zhou Jia got up seriously.

"It should." Song Zhijie waved his hand:

"I'm a member of the Xuantian Union, so I should watch over and help each other. Mo Shang will also come over in a few days. He also has a certain understanding of the three altars. You can communicate with him more."

As for the true spirit, everyone's experience is almost all from Yanfa's speculation, and the so-called practice is just crossing the river by feeling the stones.

even.

In the end, I found that this road is not going to work at all, and it may not be.

Not only Xuantian Union.

The same is true for other ethnic groups in the practice of the silver realm, they are also groping in the mist, hoping to encounter that miracle.

"Yes." Zhou Jia should be, and asked:

"Senior came here this time, but for Xing Tiancheng?"

"It's not just him." Song Zhijie sighed softly when he heard the words, and said:

"The holy mountain is about to change, I have to come, and then I have to trouble Brother Zhou to go there, after all, it is about the life and death of all the clans in Hongzeyu."

"Punishment scale..."

"It's second."

Although Xing Tiancheng killed Li Guxin and everyone in Xuantian Pavilion, the crime he committed was unforgivable, but he was just a crazy Baiyin after all.

Harm is limited after all.

Zhao Fujia is different, he may control the life and death of countless people.

holy mountain.

Zhou Jia turned his head and looked into the distance.

……

……

……

Zhao Yuan dressed in Chinese clothes, a crown on his head, and Yunlong boots on his feet, stepped into the hall step by step, and looked at Zhao Fujia who was sitting cross-legged in the hall.

"You still don't give up?"

With his hands behind his back, he slowly narrated a fact:

"It's useless. I also lost my life to a golden creature back then, and I was still resurrected. So what if you advanced to gold?"

Zhao Yuan was not very old, at least he was unremarkable among the silver powerhouses, but the tone of his speech seemed to be teaching the juniors a lesson.

The expression is even more natural.

Walking with his hands behind his back, facing the void and guarding against the wind, he is like a fairy coming to the world, and his eyes overlooking the common people are even more indifferent.

That is indifference to life.

"..."

Zhao Fujia opened his eyes, his eyes were indifferent:

"I would rather die if you are not free."

"Why!"