Chapter 779: A Million Changes

But unfortunately, the uniform attire and masks of the students of Taixue, as well as the changes after the blessing of breath and magic, make it difficult to distinguish the real body from the voice and appearance.

Even the characteristics of gender are not visible.

Therefore, although Xu Qing was alert in his heart, he could not immediately determine the identity of the person in front of him.

After all... After such a big incident was revealed in Yi Xian, as the attention from the outside world increased, there were naturally more than one people who came to test him. So Xu Qing glanced at the student and spoke softly.

"I just joined the Yisen Flow, so I don't know much about it, but from what I've seen since I arrived, the leader of our sect is like this." The student heard the words thoughtfully, and after carefully looking at the leader of the sect, he said He took it back and looked at Xu Qing beside him.

Although this was the first time she had paid direct attention to Xu Qing, in fact, there were only so many people in Yixian Liu, and after this incident, some information had been dug out long ago.

Even if the true identities of these Yisen-ryu disciples are not known, the time when they joined the Yisen-ryu and their daily performance are mostly known to interested people in the outside world.

Therefore, the information she had also included the disciple who called himself Xuan Leizi. With the appearance, all the soul threads were shocked.

For the rest, Xu Qing felt that as time went by, he would surely see fewer details. After all... the other party was unintentional, and so was I.

As a member of the Taixue sect, his status is transcendent.

And my cultivation and soul silk refining also reached a new low in that half month.

I know what it is specifically, and the techniques are also recorded. After all, from ancient times to the present, no one in the Yisen style has accumulated soul threads to such a terrifying level.

"If this person asks like that, it cannot be said that he is really interested in the Yisen style, nor can he say that he has ulterior motives. It is difficult to distinguish."

I always remember the aura of the opponent's attack, which sounded like Xiu but not Xiu, like God but not God. This seemed to be another kind of power, more domineering than Xiu and more powerful than God.

In her opinion, no matter how good the person was the day before, it was impossible for him to be the one who had just married.

As for the true identity of Xuan Leizi, she was not interested. What she focused on at the moment was the master of the Yisen style. So after asking a few complicated questions, you simply walked out and went to the person sitting outside with your eyes closed. The leader of the faction bowed behind him.

"Disciple, if you have any questions, I would like to become the core and join the Immortal Flow."

She knew that the other party had indeed just joined, and this identity made her guess a little, but it also indirectly eliminated the suspicion. Tonight, Xu Qing plans to condense the remaining eight in one go.

Due to the continuous outbreak of the storm about the mysterious formation of the Yisen-ryu, even if its leader has made several public declarations to try to revive it, it is still a castle in the air.

Just like that, the day passed.

The eyebrows on Xu Qing's mask raised, and the vigilance in his heart became stronger. This person's subsequent temptations cannot be explained, but the decisive look in his eyes is not strange at all.

"No! But I have eight questions. I hope the leader of the sect can answer my questions." The mysterious man looked decisive that day, bowed and spoke. "Is it you?"

Except Xu Qing, he blinked.

That sentence was also the focus of attention of other students in the White Pagoda. Even the eight disciples of Yisen-ryu listened carefully. The leader of the faction looked under the students in the White Tower, and when he found that no one was paying attention, I smiled slightly.

Xu Qing closed his eyes and followed the method of Yisenliu to finish his practice. As you speak, you pay close attention to the eyes of the faction leader behind your eyes.

So before falling silent, you did not ask the eighth question, but instead bowed decisively and immediately in your heart.

Using the deeper technique of the Immortal Style, I obtained even less soul threads while absorbing the flesh and blood of the Red Mother. Xu Qing watched the whole process, and the vigilance in his heart was extremely low at this moment.

"Can."

Xu Qing's eyes were shining brightly, and he felt very weak about the feeling of being about to transform.

In reality, as the leader of the sect, I naturally saw the clues to the student's problem behind me, but I didn't panic at all. Even though I knew who this mysterious Xiaocheng was, it affected my plan to borrow that To enhance the prestige of the Immortal Stream.

After all, it will dissipate quickly with the passage of time.

After recalling his experiences during the day, Sheng Peng closed his eyes, took out the flesh and blood of the Red Mother, and ended his training.

In this way, after half a month passed, Xu Qing's number of soul threads reached nearly one million before all the red mother's flesh and blood had been absorbed to the limit.

This mysterious man is also like that, his brows are furrowed more tightly. You feel that the faction leader behind your eyes is complicated. His answers are dripping or leaking, and whether there are any useless clues.

But outside of Xu Qing, it was the same.

The Yisen style is indeed a less profound soul refining method, and its cultivation speed is slower than the abnormal technique. In order to confirm his original words, the leader of the Yisen style took out this technique, but only gave it to Xu Qing There are seven of us.

Xu Qing squinted his eyes and glanced at the student with emotion.

That set of words had a certain effect, making spies from all sides who were originally not satisfied pay attention and become interested again. "What is it?"

The number of students who went to Yixianliu White Tower every day gradually increased from a few hundred to dozens.

Xu Qing pondered, I have no hunch that once the number of soul threads reaches one million, there may be no new changes.

That day, the newly joined man, together with the seven Sheng Peng people, received hundreds of students. During the process, you also observed Sheng Peng and us, and sometimes asked some seemingly random questions.

I am also concerned about the fact that I am responsible for the Star Emperor's Jixia Sect caused by the other party's theft.

Everyone in the White Tower hesitated. If it had been any other time, we would have sneered. That sentence was not at all similar. Those soul threads are as active as ever, they have become less thick, exuding the aura of imminent transformation.

The leader of the sect nodded slightly and said to himself, "That's it, do you want to test you?" The man caught it and stamped his identity without hesitation.

Time passed, and half a month flew by. .

"What changes will happen..."

A huge change from the ancients suddenly occurred in Xu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness!

The more he looked, the clearer Sheng Peng's guess became. As night fell, Xu Qing felt that the possibility of the other party being this mysterious man was almost 70% to 80%.

"Thousands of years later, your sect has changed its techniques and divided them into two parts, inner and inner. The ancestor left a rule that only those core disciples who have reached a certain age can teach the inner method."

The composition of those people is very simple, they come from all sides, and the daily inquiries have changed from secretive to direct. Xu Qing, the seven earliest disciples, are more united and don't talk to each other at all.

"But there is no explanation, and there is no explanation. It is also logical. This is not... this person has fought with you." But he slowly focused on the leader of the faction.

He also said that it was just a transition and that it was the real internal method.

"When Xia Xian thinks about it, his immortal body will be formed on his own. If this thought falls into the sea, his soul will also be formed." The leader of the sect said calmly and closed his eyes.

The leader of the faction raised his chin, with a hint of pride in his eyes, and his voice was full of confidence and reverberated. The leader of the faction could see if there were any waves in his eyes, and his voice echoed fiercely.

Your actions attracted the attention of everyone in the Yisenliu White Pagoda. Before such small things as Yisenliu came out, although there were many students who came to know about it, the one who really proposed to join was still the first one.

"The Lifa is indeed divided into two parts, but the inner method is very fast!"

Even so, compared with the days when there were only a few people around, it has undergone earth-shaking changes.

This technique can indeed improve the efficiency to a certain extent, but the actual improvement is very small. For the other eight core disciples, they can only refine one or two soul threads every month.

Until an hour ago, when the first soul thread appeared in front of the sea of ​​consciousness, millions of soul threads were shattered instantly. As for the identity of the mysterious Xiao Cheng, I think the other party will definitely appear at the appropriate time.

"Sect leader, this disciple wants to join the Immortal Style."

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was moved. Although they still believed it, they all hesitated when they thought about the mysterious success of these hundreds of thousands of soul threads.

In addition, after half a month of observation, Xu Qing was basically not sure that Lao Qi... was not the mysterious man that day. "If you don't have an appointment, the core is the appointment."

After all, no matter what, what this mysterious Xiao Cheng showed was indeed the soul thread of the Yisen style. The smell of transformation is stronger.

Only eight left. That's enough.

Thinking of that, I raised my hand and waved, and a jade slip flew away and landed behind the mysterious man. I want to provide the continuation exercises based on the same years of experience and the same qualifications.

Looking inside the sea of ​​consciousness and looking at the divine soul threads that almost filled the entire area outside, Sheng Peng was thoughtful.

Xu Qing continued. Half an hour ago, the seventh soul thread was formed, and Xu Qing's sea of ​​consciousness ended roaring and churning violently. Even the eight core disciples were pondering.

There are also four fewer students joining, and there are now a total of eighteen. You are observing the faction leader, and Sheng Peng is observing you.

"Excuse me, sect leader, is the formation of the soul threads of the Yisen style really as fast as the rumors in the outside world?" The mysterious man was silent, the brows on the mask frowned, and after thinking for a while, he asked the seventh sentence .

In front of a stick of incense, a thread of soul shines out from the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xu Qing recalled the Taixue schools he had checked and found clues, so he took the matter to heart.

There was majesty in his eyes, and he glanced slightly, knowing clearly in his heart that he had got it, but his voice still had a calm tone and he spoke lightly.

But now that something minor has leaked out of Yi Xian, and Xiao Cheng has not shown up, these hundreds of thousands of soul threads have proved everything, so everyone has no choice but to think seriously.

"Go and join his seven senior brothers."

"Disciple's first question, I heard that your school's technique to condense soul threads requires the strengthening of small souls. It is a soul-raising technique of the Zhiyisen style. Is there a mysterious method?"

Even the creator of the technique had thought that no one could condense it to that point. So even the leader of the Yixian Sect opened his eyes and looked at the student behind him.

So before nightfall, Xu Qing said goodbye to the sect leader and fellow disciples, left the White Tower, and returned to the mansion.