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Chapter 6 Undercurrent

Clouds and mist mountains, bamboo rain peaks.

Jiang Han directly turned into streaming light and landed.

"Welcome the Lord of the Mountain." Xu Yin and other servants on duty quickly saluted.

"I want to practice in seclusion, close the mountain gate, and be a god-turned-god, and the saints come to me, and no one can disturb my practice." Jiang Han said the words, and with his body moved, he broke through the layers of clouds and mist and entered the Juyuan Hall.

In the hall, the little guy was still lying on the jade platform, closing his eyes and sleeping soundly.

"Xiao Pan has been sleeping for several days now." Jiang Han frowned slightly.

Jiang Han felt something was wrong, because although Xiaopan likes to sleep, he never loses his vigilance. Once someone approaches, he will wake up. But when he comes in back and forth these days, the little guy doesn't even move his eyelids...

"Is it another evolution?" Jiang Han said intimately: "I have really picked up the unique sacred beast in the world?"

When Xiaopan was two years old, he slept for several days in a row. After waking up, he directly reached the level of a great demon, which shocked him.

In the following years, the small plate grew rapidly, and until some time ago, it directly entered the Tianyuan Realm.

Over the years, Xiaopan's shocking growth rate has made Jiang Han suspicious. He has long checked the information and learned that every monster with inherited memories is terrifying.

However, no matter how much information Jiang Han checked, he could not find out. What kind of monsters were there? During his childhood growth, they would look like a six-hoofed pig.

"Forget it, go to practice first. If there is still no movement for two days, let's take a look." Jiang Han said inwardly and rushed into the secret room directly.

After all, there was no accident at the little guy now. Jiang Han could feel that the little guy's soul was stable and even had a slight trend of growing, so he did not rashly investigate.

Buzz! Buzz!

Many crystal lamps were all lit up in an instant. These crystal lamps can automatically absorb the external energy and replenish consumption, and can be immortal for thousands of years and are extremely costly.

The lights are everywhere, making the spacious secret room bright.

Jiang Han thought, and the shoes transformed from armor and clothes dissipated directly, leaving only the pants close to each other.

In terms of martial arts, Jiang Han was preparing to practice after listening to the master's sermon, and he was not in a hurry to practice swordsmanship. What he really fell into the bottleneck of cultivation was his body technique.

"I have completely understood the first three levels of Cold Shadow, but I am stuck in the fourth snow realm." Jiang Han said intimately: "It's not that my water law is not in the realm, but that the law of space is too far behind. In today's state, it is impossible to control the eight hundred and forty illusion bodies at the same time."

"Only by studying the Cold Wind Realm, we can understand the laws of space through the water system and form the domain of space."

The realm of law is the privilege given to practitioners by heaven and earth after the realm of law reaches, and it is not that the practitioners truly understand the principles of the realm of law.

If you want to truly create your own domain, you must have some insights in the space.

"Then, let's start!"

Jiang Han walked step by step to the center of the entire secret room, slowly closed his eyes, and sat cross-legged. Countless messages from the two secret techniques of "Cold Wind Shadow" and "Cold Windland" were flowing in his mind, making him begin to experience it carefully.

In the Yuan Realm, the sun shines with countless dazzling lights, and has a trace of connection with the origin of the universe in the dark.

In the world of consciousness, the crystal-clear soul is sitting cross-legged on the Tianshan Mountain, tilting its head to watch the countless chaotic airflows, which are in line with the real and illusory fluctuations of space.

The self, mind, and the sun of the Yuanhai, the mind and mind are united, and they all strive to comprehend the mystery of the secret art and understand the laws and rules of the origin of the universe.

Buzz! Buzz!

The entire secret room, with Jiang Han as the core, instantly appeared eighty-four extremely crystal snowflakes. Immediately afterwards, thousands of invisible and invisible wind and snow silk threads connected, making the entire secret room extremely dazzling.

"Swoosh!" "Swoosh!"

Snowflakes began to rotate with Jiang Han as the center, sometimes hiding, sometimes appearing, and sometimes even, occasionally the snowflakes turned into a illusion body, exactly the same as Jiang Han's breath.

"That's it, it's going to change like this."

"No, the wire hook is wrong!"

Hum, dozens of spiraling snowflakes collapsed and dissipated instantly, and the empty wind and snow threads also broke, and the entire secret room became quiet again.

"Come again."

Failures and implementations again and again, Jiang Han constantly comprehended and studied the two major laws of water and space.

Time passes slowly.

.........

When the introductory ceremony ended, Jiang Han went into seclusion.

Among the disciples of Tianyuan Realm of Qianyuan Sect, there was a surging undercurrent, and many elite disciples who were traveling abroad returned one after another, all preparing silently.

The source of the dark tide is the quota of the Xuanyou Secret Realm of Qianyuan Sect.

Qianyuan Sect Xuanyou Secret Realm, also known as the sect inheritance land, is an ancient ruined land in a small thousand world occupied by Qianyuan Sect. It opens once twenty years, and each entry is limited. Only elite disciples of the sect can enter to explore opportunities.

But every quota battle is carried out six years before the secret realm begins. No one knows the reason for this time node. This is the rule set by the saints of the former years.

Generally speaking, the battle of secret realm quota is a grand event for elite disciples of the sect and has nothing to do with the new disciples who are still in the hidden cultivation period.

However, this time, Jiang Han's name is on the list of the latest primary selections of the sect.

The news that Jiang Han climbed the two hundred ladders and was accepted as a personal disciple by the saint. After a few days, it has spread throughout the sect. However, in the eyes of many powerful disciples, Jiang Han is not a threat, but his talent is finally just a talent, not a real power.

When Jiang Han was included in the primary selection list, it really attracted the attention of many elite disciples.

Because all the people who can be added to the sect's initial selection list are extraordinary, and Jiang Han can be selected, which means that in the eyes of the sect's guardians and elders, he at least has the perfect combat power of the Tianyuan Realm.

On a wide plain next to Tianxing Peak, there are thirty-six majestic temples.

At this time, in one of the majestic halls, many disciples in blue shirts were talking to each other around the huge light curtain in the center of the hall.

On one side under the light curtain, there were several disciples in blue shirts, all of whom were looking at the names on the light curtain and thinking.

"Mohe, who are you going to challenge?" The tall and thin man with long hair smiled at the burly and strong man next to him.

"What do you think?" Mo He, a strong man with short hair, said indifferently.

The tall and thin man smiled and said, "This time, my Holy Palace has eight secret realms. Seven of the eight people on this preliminary selection list are inner disciples. Only Jiang Han, who has just entered the sect, is the easiest to take it down."

The rules for the quota dispute are very simple.

In the three palaces and twelve halls, each hall will get a certain quota based on previous performances, and the deacons and guardians in each hall will select elite disciples from their disciples as primary disciples.

If the other disciples who have not been selected have to obtain a quota, they need to challenge the disciples on the primary selection list. If the challenge is successful, they will automatically replace the former.

This time, there were eight quotas in the Holy One Hall, and the Deacon and Protectors selected the original seven inner disciples into the primary list, but the last quota was unexpectedly given to Jiang Han.

"Hmph, even the seven inner disciples may not be able to hold the quota. He, a new disciple, is not worthy of climbing the 200-level ladder, is not worthy of climbing the primary election list. This is a humiliation to us." The man with a scar on his face said coldly.

All the disciples in blue shirt nodded.

If it is a sect competition seven years later, Jiang Han becomes the true disciple of the sect, or even becomes the first disciple of the Qianyuan Sect, they can treat it with a normal mind. That is predictable.

But today.

Jiang Han was only sixteen years old after all, and just entered the sect in the early stage of Tianyuan Realm, and was considered by the deacon and guardians in the palace to be above them. How could these elite disciples who have practiced in the sect for decades be convinced?

Who can cultivate to become an innate strong man, who has no arrogance?

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ps: Chapter 2 is here, and there is another chapter!
Chapter completed!
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