The White Wolf King stayed in the "Spiritual Beast Jade Talisman" and had been sleeping for twenty days. Since he devoured the beast pill of the "Ice Tiger King", the wolf king's body has gradually undergone qualitative changes. Its cultivation level has suddenly jumped from the second level of the spirit level to the fourth level of the spirit level.
In addition, the Wolf King also awakened a talented magical power: Chasing the Wind.
Each spiritual beast has its own unique talented magical powers. These magical powers are like everyone's face, different: the talent of the divine dragon is to intimidate all beasts, the talent of the Vermillion Bird is to rebirth from the fire, and the talent of the White Tiger is to kill all things...
Not only that, in addition to its main talents, some divine beasts with noble bloodlines will also awaken many "side branch talents". Just like the White Wolf King, its main talent is "swallowing", and the newly awakened "wind-chasing" is his "side branch talents".
After listening to the White Wolf King's story, Ye Junlin suddenly felt enlightened, as if a gust of wind blew away the haze in his heart, and the blue clear sky appeared on his head again.
"Xiaobai, at your current speed, how long will it take to rush to the sect at full speed?" A trace of excitement appeared on Ye Junlin's face.
"Master, it will take about two days." The White Wolf King thought for a moment, then replied slowly.
"Two days?" Ye Junlin exclaimed: "That's great, two days are enough!"
"What's wrong? Junlin." Ye Junlin shouted in anger, awakening Yun Zhenyu and others who were healing.
"Uncle Yun, let me go quickly. I have a way to quickly rush back to the sect." Ye Junlin said excitedly.
Yun Zhenyu was half-believing and half-doubted, but he still ordered the eagle to stop on the ground with a try attitude.
The "spiritual beast jade talisman" on Ye Junlin's chest shone brightly, and then the huge wolf king jumped out. After the wolf king advanced, his body grew to more than five meters long, and his snow-white fur became more shiny.
When Yun Zhenyu saw the White Wolf King, he was shocked and took out the flame hammer and rushed forward. Fortunately, Yang Gongcheng stopped him in time, otherwise he, an elder, would be embarrassing.
"Jun Lin, is this your spirit beast mount?" Yun Zhenyu was still incredible.
Seeing the situation, Ye Junlin smiled and said, "Don't worry, uncle, Xiaobai has been following me for several months."
"My goodness, this wolf king is afraid that it can match the combat power of the 'Elder of the Protector'." Yun Zhenyu secretly exclaimed.
Fan Jun frowned and looked at the White Wolf King carefully. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and the shock in his old eyes instantly overflowed like a tide.
"My God! It turns out to be a heavenly wolf beast!" Fan Jun's heart was like a broken river, surging. He looked at Ye Junlin and became even more awe-inspiring.
"This boy really has an extremely unparalleled opportunity." Fan Jun thought deeply.
"Senior, I think you may have to ask for help this time." Ye Junlin said quite shyly while Fan Jun was stunned.
"It's okay, I'm just moving my muscles and bones to adapt to this body." Fan Jun said, and his shocked expression disappeared in an instant.
"Then, we'll set off." Ye Junlin said to Yun Zhenyu, rode on the White Wolf King, and left at lightning. Fan Jun did not ride on the White Wolf King because he chose to "Flying in the Air".
Those who have reached the "Xuanwang Level" can control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, support their bodies, and travel between heaven and earth. The cultivation of Fanjun's soul has already recovered to the "high-level Xuanwang", but due to the limitations of "Zhao Jie's body, he can only exert the strength of the "low-level Xuanwang".
Even so, it was enough for him to gallop across the "Chixiao Fan Domain".
Yun Zhenyu looked at Fan Jun flying in the air, and was surprised that his chin was about to fall to the ground.
"King Xuan! King Xuan! King Xuan! The King Xuan has never appeared in the history of the Chixiao mortal realm for thousands of years!" Yun Zhenyu stared silently, but was secretly surprised in his heart: "It seems that the sect is saved this time."
"By the way, who is this boy?" Yun Zhenyu suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked Yang Gongcheng.
"The body is from 'Zhao Jie', but I think the soul in that body should be from Fanjun." Yang Gongcheng turned his head and thought for a while, then boldly inferred.
Everyone agrees with Yang Gongcheng's idea. Because only this "bold" conjecture can make sense.
The so-called "chasing the wind", as the name suggests, is that the speed is comparable to that of the Mercedes-Benz. The awakening of the Wolf King's talent instantly increased its speed by dozens of times. Ye Junlin rode on the back of the Wolf King, and felt that the flowers, plants, trees, mountains, forests, rivers and lakes beside him retreated.
The spirit beasts within a radius of dozens of miles smelled the Wolf King's breath and felt the terrifying pressure from the Wolf King, and all avoided them from afar, fearing that they would become food in the Wolf King's mouth in a moment.
Fan Jun was flying in the air, his speed was no slower than that of the White Wolf King. Ye Junlin looked at Fan Jun and secretly praised: "I am really a master of the 'Xuanwang Level'."
Fanjun looked at Ye Junlin's envious expression and his expression suddenly became serious. He only heard him say solemnly: "Boy, there is nothing to envy. With your talent, the 'Xuanwang Step' will definitely not be your limit."
After hearing this, Ye Junlin nodded solemnly.
His eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the peak of martial arts was his pursuit.
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Just as Ye Junlin and others were rushing to the ground, they were already very nervous and busy in the "Sea of Ziyun". Because the succession ceremony of each sect leader will be the most grand grand era in the sect within a hundred years.
From the outer disciples to the inner deacons, to the sect’s “Sect Master”, all of them have their own responsibilities.
Murong Mingyu stood at the highest point of the "Donglai Hall" and looked into the distance. The direction where his eyes fell was the direction where the "Fanjun Tomb" appeared.
"Don't worry." Murong Yuelun stood behind him and comforted softly: "Those boys are all people with extremely strong destiny and will not die so easily."
Murong Mingyu sighed and said in a very melancholy manner: "I hope this is the case."
For some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if he was hinting that something big was going to happen.
"Father." Murong Mingyu asked, "Am I really suitable for this sect leader? Are you not worried that the millennium foundation of 'Purple Cloud Sea' will be destroyed in my hands?"
"Hmph!" Murong Yuelun smiled, then looked into the distance, as if he was recalling something: "When I was ordered to become the sect leader, I had the same melancholy as you, for fear that I would not be able to do this position well and would bring shame to my ancestors."
Murong Yuelun paused and said with emotion: "But, the facts have proved that as long as a person has a sect in mind, countless sages will come out to help him, and the sect will continue to flourish."
Murong Mingyu's face gradually slowed down and his brows slightly stretched.
"After you become the sect leader, there will be Yun Zhenyu outside, your elder brother inside, and you and the old guys like us. Isn't the lower one still there such 'little genius' like Ye Junlin and Yang Gongcheng? Don't worry, there is nothing to worry about." After Murong Yuelun said that, he patted Murong Mingyu on the shoulder and turned around and left.
Murong Mingyu recalled Murong Yuelun's words, and suddenly there was a different kind of power in his heart.
Just when Murong Mingyu was feeling the sadness of spring and autumn, behind the "Donglai Hall", two black figures appeared sneakily next to a jar of fine wine in the wine cellar of "Ziyun Sea".
You can even imagine with your toes that one of the two must be Luoyi.
At this time, Luo Yi was holding bags of medicine powder in his hand and looked nervously at the entrance of the wine cellar.
"Old ghost, are you sure these medicines work?" Luo Yi asked to another black shadow.
"Hmph!" The black shadow seemed very angry, and he only heard him snorting coldly, and then said in annoyance: "If you can't believe me, forget it!"
The black shadow turned around and wanted to leave. Luo Yi hurriedly kept it and said, "Master Ghost, please calm down, calm down, I'm not just in case."
"Hmph!" The black shadow snorted again, patted his chest and said, "As long as I drink this 'cartilage powder', even if I am a strong man from the 'Xuanling Level', there will be no trace of mysterious power within three days!"
"Okay." Luo Yi was overjoyed and hurriedly put the medicine powder into every jar of wine.
After doing all this, a lewd smile appeared on Luo Yi's face: "Murong Mingyu, do you think you can become the sect leader smoothly? A joke!"
The black shadow looked at Luoyi with a disdainful expression on his face. He only heard him say coldly: "Luoyi, I wake you up very much. If you don't give me the 'remember map of Emperor Wu' after the matter is done, you will feel better."
"After the matter is completed, Luo Yi will definitely present the 'Remembered Picture of Emperor Wu' with both hands." Luo Yi said, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes.