For the past five days, Yang Xiuming held the battle quietly. Seeing that there was no danger, everyone got used to it, it was almost done, and then he began to relax.

Shine the light around you.

The radiance of the heart light represented that Yang Xiuming had entered the realm of Qi refining.

Suddenly, he found that the surroundings changed quietly, turning into a gloomy scene.

But in the distance, there is endless light.

"In the circle of mortals, Yang Xiuming practiced the "Wanzang Rejuvenation and Illumination Method".

Transformation produces heart light, illuminating the outer self, so far you have entered the outer gate of the Tibetan Shenzong, and escaped from the world of mortals! "

A voice appeared again, and then a light guided Yang Xiuming.

Yang Xiuming followed the light and soon came to a lake.

Looking at the past, there is a staircase in the lake, going straight to the bottom of the lake.

After walking to the lake, Yang Xiuming went down the stairs.

Just stepping into the water and suddenly it seems like the world is turned upside down.

The original world seemed to be a shadow world, hanging upside down under his feet.

And I climbed the stairs, step by step, to the real world.

Yang Xiuming let out a long breath and walked up step by step.

There are a total of [-] steps, and when you go up the last step, a lobby appears in front of you.

In front of the lobby, there is a bar counter, where a woman waits silently.

Yang Xiuming walked over slowly, the woman glanced at him and said:

"It's been five days since you awakened, your potential is too low!"

Yang Xiuming was speechless for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Come here, register!"

Yang Xiuming walked over slowly and said, "I, Yang Xiu..."

The other party hurriedly shouted: "Stop!"

"Remember our Zangshenzong, the first gist, always hide yourself.

Don't tell your real name, never tell anyone your real name.

There are infinite spells in the world of cultivating immortals. Knowing the real name can curse you. "

Yang Xiuming was taken aback, and said, "Then what's my name?"

"Choose an alias at will, and change it later if you don't like it."

Yang Xiuming thought for a while and said, "Then I'll be called Wu Guo. I will help him complete his life!"

In the ear wheel, it seemed to hear a roar, it was the roar of Diyuan Qizhan.

The woman smiled and said, "No results, very good."

"Now tell me the rules.

When you are promoted to the outer sect of the Tibetan God Sect, everything is based on self-cultivation.

The reason why no one guides you is to cultivate your self-discipline ability.

Our sect, the characteristics of the exercises, is a path of self-silent cultivation.

Among the thousands of people, I am the only one alone, and the gods are all over the sky, and I hide among them.

No teacher, no apprentice, no relatives, no friends, everything can only depend on oneself.

You enter the cultivation by yourself, break your heart, enter the Tibetan realm, and then enter the inner sect of the Tibetan Shenzong to start a new cultivation. The rules at that time will be discussed separately. "

Yang Xiuming nodded and said, "I understand!"

The woman said again: "Before you become an inner disciple, you still have to live in the circle of mortals.

Every night at midnight, you can leave the world of mortals, enter the outer door, look for opportunities, and self-cultivate. "

Yang Xiuming clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your guidance, but I don't know the name of my senior sister?"

The woman smiled and said, "You can't remember me even after you say my name. Everything about me is fake. In fact, I might be by your side."

"Hiding the outer gate of Shenzong, Xiaoyin wears a mask, Zhongyin has a phantom figure, and the big Yin is a ghost!

Do it yourself! "

After finishing speaking, he gave Yang Xiuming a sect token.

A golden token with a Tibetan character on one side and a divine character on the other.

"The name you use can be changed once a month!"

Yang Xiuming took the token, saluted, and entered the hall.

There are hundreds of such bars here, and everyone comes here every time they are awakened.

After awakening, one day with good potential will wake up with heart photo, three days with average potential, five days like Yang Xiuming, all have extremely poor potential, but there are also those who come late on purpose, it's all normal.

Yang Xiuming entered the hall, and there were dozens of people wandering in the hall.

In the center of the hall, there are twelve stone tablets.

All kinds of mental formulas are recorded on it, which are used for the cultivation of "Wanzang Yangshen Illumination Method".

Yang Xiuming walked over to check these thoughts, but couldn't help frowning.

These spells all have one purpose, to lurk.

There are also various regulations in it, how far the beginner disciples have cultivated, and what benefits the family and relatives enjoy.

My family can enjoy a good life in the world of mortal circles, all of which are the benefits brought by the eldest brother, fourth younger brother, and fifth younger sister.

The eldest brother, fourth younger brother, and fifth younger sister are not in the outer sect. They have already entered Tibet, and entered the inner sect of the Ten Thousand Tibetans.

Fu Xialiang said slowly: "Looking at it this way, the meaning of Zangshenzong in Taiyuanzong is to cultivate the dead.

Later, the Taiyuan Sect disintegrated, but the meaning of the existence of the core "Wanzang Yangshen Illumination Method" of the Tibetan Shenzong remained unchanged, so it could only continue to cultivate the dead space and lurk the influence of other sects. "

Yang Xiuming said: "Okay then, let's continue to practice and quickly enter Tibet and enter the inner sect of Wanzangzong."

The three nodded and continued to practice.

Suddenly Yang Xiuming said: "Well, the Tibetan God Sect has awakened, and we have obtained the "Taiyuan Nine Layers Nine Signs and Nine Zang Heavenly Eclipse Sutra" from the "Wanzang Rejuvenation and Illumination Method".

Could this external photo also have such characteristics? "

Fu Xialiang said: "No way, but a little heresy?"

Zhang Yue said: "The Tibetan God Sect can't, but the Taiyuan Sect has this possibility!"

Yang Xiuming said: "Taiyuan Jiuzhong, Jiuxian Jiuzang, maybe this is possible!"

When Yang Xiuming was studying these steles, suddenly someone behind him shouted unbelievably:

"Yang Xiuming?"

Yang Xiuming was taken aback, who knew him?

He looked back and saw a person, it was Xiong Kuosen.

He couldn't believe it, and shouted, "Xiong Kuosen?"

"It's really you, Yang Xiuming, hahaha, I didn't expect to see you here."

Yang Xiuming also said: "Master 35, are you here too?"

"Oh, what 35 is less, that's all in the past.

Eh, your memory has not been assimilated? "

"You mean Liaochang?"

"Shh, don't talk about it, don't mention the so-called Liaochang, it's a memory that should disappear."

Xiong Kuosen came over, approached Yang Xiuming, and whispered.

"Our Xiong family, after pulling the world, came here, and most of the people's memories were assimilated.

They can no longer remember the world of Liaochang, and they all think that they are local aborigines.

Only very few can remember past memories. "

Yang Xiuming couldn't help asking, "Where's the young master?"

The young master was referring to Xiong Kuohai.

Xiong Kuosen couldn't help cursing: "That bastard, he sold our whole family.

When I got here, I immediately awakened, promoted, and left us early.

He disbanded our Xiong family and let us go our separate ways. In the end, he took all the good things and ran away! "

Yang Xiuming was speechless, but thinking about it, with Xiong Kuohai's cunning personality, the Zang Shenzong was like a fish in water.

"When did you wake up?"

Xiong Kuo Sen asked!

"I just woke up in this era."

"Ah, you are a little slow, I awakened three ages ago, but I didn't practice the exterior scene here.

This is completely different from our combat job system. It is too difficult to practice meditation with real vitality. "

Yang Xiuming nodded, it was indeed too difficult for those fighters who had never been exposed to the cultivation of immortals.

Although Xiong Kuohai is very shameless, Xiong Kuosen led someone to save him back then.

Yang Xiuming has a very good impression of him.

"Yang Xiuming, let's add a friend."

"How to add friends?"

"Look at the Zongmen Token, if you enter Yuanneng, there will be a function that allows you to add friends and connect with each other."

The two tried to become friends with each other.

Yang Xiuming couldn't help asking:

"What about the rest of your Xiong family?"

"Oh, after arriving here, they all dispersed.

Didn't you realize that our combat positions here are severely suppressed, and their power is less than one-tenth of the original.

Some people follow that bastard and get promoted to the inner sect, while some don't want to awaken and spend the rest of their lives in the mortal magic circle.

There are others who struggle with this as I do.

Do you still remember Li Hongbo and Xue Wei? "

"Remember, those are your right-hand men in the university?"

"Hehe, people are so awesome now, they look down on me and call me a waste, this is no longer the world of Liaochang..."

There was deep helplessness in the words.

"What about hiding the gods, hiding a fart, I like to be frank and frank, to cover people's eyes and ears, I can't do it."

It seems that he was stimulated by Xiong Kuohai, and even Xiong Kuosen looked down on the Tibetan Shenzong.

Yang Xiuming shook his head, this is not acceptable.

Perhaps because of this, Xiong Kuosen didn't hide his figure, nor did he wear a mask to disguise himself.

Yang Xiuming is disdainful, no need!

So the two recognized each other at a glance.

"35, what do you think about the future?"

"What else can I do, practice hard and join this inner sect of the Tibetan God Sect.

But here is a good point, you can know how big this world is, it is much better than ours. "

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