Cultivation of Immortality: Refining the Innate Spiritual Treasure at the beginning

In this state, Li Yang couldn't feel the passage of time. I don’t know how long it took, but Ziji Tianjun’s voice suddenly stopped, and the whole world became quiet.

Just when Li Yang was about to open his eyes, he suddenly felt dizzy. This feeling was very familiar to him, it was like being transported away.

When he regained his feet on the ground and regained his vision, Li Yang found that the spiritual energy around him had become thinner, and there were even more people nearby.

He stood up, moved his numb body, and then looked around.

At this time, they were no longer on the ninth floor of the altar, but stayed at the bottom of the altar. There were many people around him, and you could tell from the blank looks on their faces that these people had also just been teleported down.

People around him woke up one after another, with satisfied smiles on their faces. It was obvious that they had gained a lot from this sermon.

Li Yang looked for Han Mengjie's location while listening to other people's discussions.

"It's really a worthwhile trip. Although I can't understand most of the things, I have benefited a lot from just the magical rhythm."

"Yes, I feel that my foundation has been strengthened a lot. If I go back to retreat for a while, I will be ready to break through."

"We can gain so much insights just by hearing the sermon of Ziji Tianjun. I can't imagine how much the people who heard Ziji Tianjun preach here will gain so much."

"I think what makes Ziji Tianjun really powerful is that he unknowingly immerses us in his artistic conception. I still don't know how to express that kind of artistic conception in words."

"What Ziji Tianjun teaches is not an ordinary method. It contains the truth of the great truth of heaven. As long as we can understand a little bit, it is enough for us to benefit from endlessly. It's a pity that we can only use it to baptize our spiritual consciousness! "

"Just coming here to listen to the sermon once is enough for me to spend a year entering the ancient battlefield."

"I was actually transported to the eighth-floor altar to listen to the sermon. If I work harder, I might be qualified to enter the ninth-floor altar!"

"The sermon is over, which means that the ancient battlefield will be closed. Fortunately, I have gained something this time, and I can easily exchange for travel expenses and tickets. This time I listened to the sermon and I earned it in vain!"

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Everyone who spoke had a smile on their face. Most of what I said was to marvel at what I gained from listening to the sermon.

Li Yang turned around and found his target.

At this time, four Tianjian Sect disciples had gathered around Han Mengjie, including two unfamiliar faces to Li Yang.

However, they also wore the marks of the Tianjian Sect, and Li Yang had met them on the spirit boat, so they still had a vague impression of them.

Li Yang stopped not far from Han Mengjie. Since Han Mengjie didn't want others to know about the relationship between the two, he was happy to be at ease.

If others knew that Li Yang had picked the most beautiful flower in the Tianjian Sect, just these core disciples would be able to annoy him endlessly.

However, after Li Yang got closer, he could clearly feel that the other three Tianjian Sect disciples were somewhat hostile to him. The only disciple who behaved normally was a female swordsman in black.

Although Li Yang did not have the unique sharp aura of the sword cultivator, he had the mark of the Tianjian Sect on his body. In addition, Li Yang was also somewhat famous before. As soon as he walked over, he was noticed by several people.

However, Li Yang just nodded to a few people and then walked to the side.

Li Yang was also a little confused at this time. Among the four people, two of them had fought alongside Li Yang. Why are they not friendly to me?

However, it has not been long since the closure of the ancient battlefield, and their attitude has no impact on Li Yang, and Li Yang does not care.

As time went by, more and more Tianjian Sect disciples gathered together. Towards the end, no one was ready to go out and look for opportunities anymore.

One day later, the nearby space suddenly shook. It seemed as if the entire ancient battlefield was about to collapse at any time.

When this kind of change occurred, the surrounding cultivators did not panic. Instead, they looked at the sky expectantly.

As the space vibration became more and more intense, a huge crack appeared in mid-air. On the edge of the crack, there were mysterious runes to prevent the crack from expanding.

"All cultivators will look for the nearest space crack according to the direction guided by the teleportation token. After entering the space crack, they can leave the ancient battlefield. All space cracks will be closed after one day. If you miss the time, you can only travel in the ancient battlefield. It’s been a thousand years!”

As the space crack stabilized, an old voice appeared in everyone's ears.

Although the voice was soft, it was extremely majestic. Just by relying on the sound, you can feel that the master's cultivation is unfathomable.

Li Yang didn't know that this voice not only sounded in his ears, but also sounded in other places where there were practitioners on the ancient battlefield.

In other words, the owner of this voice can spread throughout the entire ancient battlefield with just one sentence.

"The space rift has opened, let's leave!" After Han Mengjie finished speaking, she took the lead and led everyone to fly towards the space rift.

Li Yang followed at the end and flew towards the crack in space. When he was close to the crack, he felt a powerful space force that seemed to swallow him up.

However, this devouring power is far inferior to the space cracks Li Yang encountered before. Approaching the space rift, he didn't feel nervous at all.

After a period of spinning, Li Yang felt his body being pulled by a powerful force and flying forward.

After a while, the dizzy feeling during teleportation disappeared. At the same time, the body began to fall rapidly. Li Yang opened his eyes and quickly ran his skills to stop his falling figure.

At this time, Li Yang discovered that he had returned to the valley where he entered the ancient battlefield.

Looking around, he found that there were practitioners flying out all around him. The disciples of the Tianjian Sect who had flown into the space crack together before were now no longer known where they were teleported.

Li Yang controlled his body shape and flew out of the dense crowd around the space crack. Then he locked on the Tianjian Sect's spirit boat and flew directly over.

As soon as he stepped onto the spirit boat, Li Yang felt a wave of spiritual consciousness sweep over his body, perhaps sensing Li Yang's identity, and then quickly retreated.

There are already more than thirty disciples on the deck of the spirit boat, and more and more disciples are flying out of the space cracks and returning to the spirit boat.

Looking outside the spirit boat, although there are practitioners constantly flying out of the cracks in space, there are not many people left in the valley.

Those practitioners who left the ancient battlefield all headed straight for some small spirit boats. It’s as if if you arrive late, you won’t have a seat.

Time slowly passed, and fewer and fewer practitioners flew out of the space cracks. In the end, it took more than ten minutes for someone to fly out.

A buzzing sound sounded, the space cracks turned into nothingness, and the ancient battlefield was completely closed.

Li Yang looked back again and found that there were less than a hundred Tianjian Sect disciples on the deck. He remembered that when he first came, there were more than 200 people on the spirit boat.

In just one year, more than a hundred outstanding disciples were lost. This loss is really not small.