Lu Yi looked at the exchange information listed on the notice board with interest. There were many different kinds of things. Some wanted to exchange martial arts, some needed rare materials, some sought spiritual pet magic weapons, and even those seeking Taoist couples. Lu Yi felt speechless when he saw it. There were not many people here, and everyone rushed to leave. So Lu Yi stopped for a while and saw that there were things he could exchange and went to the next area.

This is the place where the alliance provides training guidance for spiritual cultivators, called Buhuo Pavilion. The four-story building corresponds to the early stage of spiritual cultivators from the perfect state of spiritual cultivators. According to the regulations here, it is not possible to cross the stage of spiritual cultivators, so Lu Yi did not make any special progress, but entered the first floor where the early stage of spiritual cultivators are located. The first floor is divided into several parts, with a large hall where many people chat, and a number of private exchanges in a single room, and there is also a lecture hall. According to the attendant, there will be a regular high-level monk in the inner room to teach some cultivation experiences. In this way, the monks who come to listen to the lecture can learn from the strengths without caring about the master and disciple status, which is also a good at attractive means. Today Lu Yi came just in time, and a late stage spiritual cultivator was teaching some skills in the use of fire magic. Lu Yi quietly entered it and saw five or six spiritual cultivators in the early stage of spiritual cultivators.

The scholar was sitting in front of the hall, and a late-stage cultivator of the spiritual cultivation was talking about her fighting with others in the sound of the orioles. There were many details, and the female cultivator spoke very vividly and meticulously. The few people here listened very much and did not pay attention to Lu Yi's arrival. Lu Yi did not disturb others, and left after a moment of stopping. He came to the synagogue again. At this moment, there were seven or eight monks talking. When Lu Yi entered the door, everyone nodded very friendly and then continued the topic just now. Lu Yi found a seat to sit down and listened for a while. These people mainly exchanged their cultivation experience and some listening information. It can be seen that the atmosphere here was still very harmonious. Everyone communicated very warmly, and they did not deliberately argue or belittle others to raise themselves. Some people came one after another, and some left, and the communication was still going on. Lu Yi stayed for half an hour and stood up and left.

Lu Yi had already walked three places in the area where the spiritual monks were built, and there were still two buildings that had not entered. Lu Yi didn't know what the two buildings were doing. He stopped at the entrance and looked up at a plaque hanging at the entrance, with three gold-plated characters "Zhongyi Hall". Unlike in front, the door here is closed. What is this place? Lu Yi stood curiously at the door, trying to see who was in and out, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see anyone. In the end, he lost his patience and decided to go in and take a look by himself.

Lu Yi pushed the door open and saw a solemn white light. This building turned out to be a huge mourning hall! There were countless spiritual cards placed inside, and the spirit cards were made of black jade, and each spiritual card was written with silver powder on it. This eternal candle was placed in front of each spiritual card, and the solemn white light was formed by the light of candlelight.

"Ouyang Chunguang, a middle-level cultivator of the Fire and Wood dual-type spirit-building cultivator, led 30,000 spiritual monks and four early-level spiritual monks to Fengyang Mountain to rescue, and was ambushed by four middle-level demon monks from the demon clan, leading 10,000 demon army to cover his retreat. In order to protect his subordinates, he fought alone to siege four cultivators of the same level, and tried his best to kill one person and hurt another person severely. He died exhausted and saved the alliance's vitality."

"The Venerable Libing, a late-stage cultivator of the Ice-type Spirit-Building Cultivator, killed countless enemies in his life. The number of spiritual-Building Cultivator in the Demon Clan has reached double ten. After being wanted by the Demon Clan, he was unfortunately killed by the Spirit-Building Cultivator for 18 years."

"Beiling real man, a mid-stage water-based spiritual cultivation cultivator, a seventh-level formation master, presided over the Changyang Muxue Formation to treat millions of wounded people on our side. He was later captured and executed during the Battle of Chidao."

Lu Yi unconsciously looked at the life stories of the spirit card owner recorded on the spirit card and found that all the enshrined spirit stage martyrs who dedicated themselves to the sheep and demons during the human-demon war. These spirit cards were like a history book, silently telling the era of blood and tears. The full range of spirit cards was only a part of the spirit-building monks that could be recorded, and there were still many spirit-building monks who died in the war and the civilians who were powerless. The deep thinking brought by visual shock was a kind of spiritual baptism for everyone who entered here.

Lu Yi stayed in Zhongyi Hall for more than half a day. He walked through each spirit card, sometimes stopped and sighed, sometimes bowed deeply to a certain spirit card. When he slowly stepped out of the gate, he suddenly realized that it was almost dawn, and a ray of light gradually appeared in the dark night sky, beginning to drive out endless darkness.
Chapter completed!