In Tianxuan's hometown, Liu Yunzhi and Yan Li settled down to practice.

Tap tap tap!

Not far away, there was a simple old man entering Tianxuan's hometown.

"Doctor Wang!" Yan Li saluted the old man.

This is the famous miracle doctor in the Eastern Wasteland. Even Ye Fan failed to attack the Four Pole and was crippled that day because of his injuries. Although he could not cure them, it did not damage his reputation.

He lives not far from Tianxuan's hometown, and comes here from time to time to find some elixirs and observe Taoist patterns.

Liu Yunzhi and Yan Li didn't care. Yan Li was already familiar with each other. After all, Divine Doctor Wang was still a powerful person and Yan Li didn't dare to show any slights.

But Liu Yunzhi didn't pay much attention to Doctor Wang, and practiced hard day and night, becoming an ascetic monk.

While Yan Li was dealing with Divine Doctor Wang, Liu Yunzhi was immersed in his practice and kept improving his Taoism, but he had already comprehended the Taoism here.

After all, it was just a ruin. Although the aura was good, it didn't help him much.

At some point, he woke up from seclusion, and Doctor Wang had already left.

He stood up slowly and walked around Tianxuan's hometown, his brows furrowed.

Yan Li asked: "Yunzhi, what's wrong?"

"It's not simple here, there are secrets hidden there, but unfortunately I can't figure it out. But I'm not willing to leave like this," Liu Yunzhi said.

Yan Li glanced around in confusion and said, "Really? How about spending some more time here to look for it?"

Liu Yunzhi shook his head. As long as he had enough Taoist charm, he would practice a thousand miles a day. If he spent too much time here, he would lose more than he gained.

Moreover, if there is no fate, it will be useless no matter how long you wait.

In the final analysis, he is still not strong enough, and he cannot break the ban on the small world of Tianxuan inheritance.

"Try it one last time, and if it doesn't work, leave." Liu Yunzhi's eyes flashed and he sat cross-legged.

Sacrificial sounds sounded in his body one after another, and whirlpools emerged around him, a total of 365 whirlpools. There was an illusory figure in each vortex. These phantoms were extremely holy, like gods.

Yan Li slowly backed away. He knew that Liu Yunzhi was practicing the "Tai Xuan Sutra". This ancient sutra was extremely mysterious. Unfortunately, except for Liu Yunzhi and Li Xiaoman, no one in the Tai Xuan Sect could practice it. Everyone else could only learn by analogy.

, just a brief reflection.

Three hundred and sixty-five phantoms of gods all chanted sutras, spreading in all directions.

Suddenly, Liu Yunzhi opened his eyes, and at the same time, three hundred and sixty-five gods opened their eyes and fell into the void.

"I found you, open!" Liu Yunzhi shouted suddenly, and the phantoms of the gods in the three hundred and sixty-five vortexes around him shouted in unison. The void shook for a while, and the phantoms of a small world emerged.

"Old Yan, let's go in!" Liu Yunzhi said, rushing towards the shadow of the small world and blending into it.

Yan Li also reacted and followed Liu Yunzhi.

This is a small world, with lights blooming all around, auspicious colors filling the sky, endless divine brilliance, and it is very magnificent.

Looking at the lush green grass, the fragrant fairy flowers, and the gurgling spiritual springs, Liu Yunzhi casually caught the petals falling from the spiritual tree and felt that he had entered a dreamy world.

However, he did not find the ancient scriptures and holy weapons he wanted.

On the ground were rows of huge vermilion coffins, which looked very strange. They didn't look like a treasure, but rather like a burial ground.

Especially when he saw a rickety old man sitting cross-legged in front of those huge coffins, burning paper money and performing sacrifices, he felt a little panicked.

"Unexpectedly, an outsider came in. Are you Liu Yunzhi from Taixuan Sect?" The rickety old man's eyes fell on Liu Yunzhi.

Liu Yunzhi looked serious and said: "It's this junior. I have no intention of breaking into this place, please don't be offended."

The rickety old man sighed: "There is no need for this! However, there is nothing you want here, it is just the burial place of my fellow disciples."

Liu Yunzhi was silent when he heard this, his consciousness kept scanning around, and he was frantically comprehending the Taoist rhyme.

He didn't expect to meet this big boss, and he thought he wouldn't gain much this time.

"You can enter here, which means you are destined to me, Tianxuan. Unfortunately, you are a disciple of Taixuan Sect. I cannot pass on Tianxuan's inheritance to you." The rickety old man said lightly: "If you want anything, you can come here someday.

Look for me in Tianxuan Stone Square in the Holy City."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and said, "Please come back."

Liu Yunzhi and Yan Li felt themselves being swept by the strong wind and flew out of the small world involuntarily.

At the same time, Liu Yun saw a divine light pointing from the rickety old man's finger and sinking into his eyebrows.

…

In the ruins of Tianxuan's hometown, Liu Yunzhi and Yan Li have returned.

"What kind of person is this? Apart from the old lunatic, is there such a monster in Tianxuan Holy Land?" Yan Li had been afraid to say anything inside just now, and he dared to speak after he came out.

Liu Yunzhi sighed softly: "That was Wei Yi, one of the Three Great Masters of Tianxuan back then. He was an outstanding figure six thousand years ago!"

When he was in the Holy City, he saw him when passing by Tianxuan Stone Square, but he didn't dare to disturb this big boss.

"It's him?!" Yan Li was shocked. The genius, who is as famous as the old madman and Saint Tianxuan, has lived for more than six thousand years. You can imagine how terrifying he is.

Liu Yunzhi touched his forehead, and there was a magical power in his mind, Tianxuan footwork!

He was a little embarrassed. He remembered that this was one of Ye Fan's early reliance. It was a good magical power. It was a sacred technique deduced by Tianxuan Holy Land after seizing part of the Xingzi secret inheritance from the killer god Tianting.

"It's a pity that I didn't get what I wanted after all. Let's go." Liu Yunzhi sighed. Wei Yi didn't pass on the ancient scriptures of Tianxuan Holy Land to him. There was no shadow of the holy soldiers, but he could fight with the other party.

Getting online can be considered a small gain.

He took out the Xuanyu Platform and teleported away with Yan Li.

…

Tianyou Sect, this is a middle-level sect in the Central Region.

Nowadays, this sect is relocating, many treasures are being put away one by one, and many spiritual flowers and herbs are being harvested.

Even the spiritual veins on the ground were extracted and sealed, even if this would damage their foundation and it would take a long time to recover in the future.

"Hurry up and pack up! We'll be leaving soon!" Figures flew past one after another, urging the Tianyou Sect monks to move.

In the void, two figures watched all this.

One of them was an old man with a majestic face. He said sadly: "Is there really no room for maneuver? Our Tianyou sect has been rooted here for thousands of years."

He is the leader of the Tianyou Sect, which was founded by his master. He grew up here since he was a child and has a deep affection for this place.

Another old man, Xianfeng Daogu, said with relief: "There is no way! Now that the power of our Yin Yang Sect has shrunk, most of the strongholds and vassals in the Eastern Wasteland need to be evacuated, and your Tianyou Sect is also among them. Stay here, we

I can’t guarantee your safety.”

This is a supreme elder of the Yin Yang Sect, who is responsible for assisting the Tianyou Sect in relocating them and settling them in Zhongzhou.

As a supreme sect, the Yin Yang Sect is as powerful as the Holy Land. It also has large and small strongholds and vassals in the Eastern Wasteland. The shrinking of its power is destined to be a huge project.
Chapter completed!