The powerful spiritual consciousness swept over, and Wang Yuan was forced back far by this spiritual consciousness, which was extremely domineering.
On the other hand, Master Liu Liu and Uncle Liu just took a step back.
This spiritual consciousness was obviously transmitted by Wei Meng. Wei Meng must have made a breakthrough after spending five years in the abyss.
Wang Yuan moved forward again and thought to himself: "Master was in the middle stage of foundation building before seclusion, and now he must be a master in the late stage of foundation building!"
For new inner disciples like Wang Yuan, it is not difficult to reach the foundation-building stage, but what is difficult is to continue to improve their cultivation.
Wei Meng's current cultivation level has surpassed that of many elders in the sect, and he should be the first true disciple of his generation. Becoming a true disciple requires not only talent, but also amazing perseverance.
With Xu Xiaoxuan's qualifications, he will definitely be promoted to a true disciple in a few decades, and even the strongest elders from the four secondary peaks will compete for him.
In the blink of an eye, the clouds and mist were broken, and first we saw the eye-catching white hair and white clothes. Wei Meng's figure quickly rushed out of the abyss with a loud roar and a series of clouds behind him.
Wei Meng was seen quickly approaching the edge of the abyss and then falling to the ground.
"Qi control is indeed better than the method of controlling objects. Most of the control of objects is to control the attacks of magic weapons, and control of air is the foundation of flight." Looking at Wei Meng's handsome figure, Wang Yuan's expectations for control of air became even stronger.
Seeing Wei Meng right in front of him, Wang Yuan stepped forward, bowed and said loudly: "Congratulations, master, for coming out of seclusion and your cultivation has soared."
Liu Liu's eyes were like water. He took a step forward with his left foot, but then took it back. In the end, he just bowed slightly and said softly: "Congratulations, senior brother, for coming out of seclusion."
Wei Meng nodded, his eyes were already cold, and there was some mist lingering around his body, making him look even colder.
"The past five years have made you worry. Although there are many dangers in the thousand-meter abyss, it is also the perfect place for practice." Behind Wei Meng's hands, he looked like a master.
Wang Yuan looked at Wei Meng, and Wei Meng turned his head slightly towards Wang Yuan. Their eyes suddenly collided. Wang Yuan felt that his body was scanned by Wei Meng's powerful consciousness, and the movement of his spiritual energy was somewhat difficult.
Wei Meng smiled reluctantly and twitched the corner of his mouth, "Yes, you are not lazy when you are in seclusion as a teacher. You have reached the sixth level of Qi training in five years. From a time perspective, even the most talented person in our sect is only on the fourth level.
The person who reaches the sixth level at the age of one month is the descendant of the ancestor, that is, the second generation leader."
Speaking of this, Wei Meng looked a little disappointed and murmured to himself: "Not only is the Immortal Dao withered, but the Linyuan Sect has also retreated. Even the leader is only in the late stage of Dan Formation. A sect does not have strong men in the Nascent Soul stage to suppress it.
The faction is prone to disaster."
Liu Liu, who was standing aside, pursed her lips and hesitated to speak. She even came here earlier than Wang Yuan, the disciple, to wait.
Finally, Liu Liu plucked up the courage and was about to speak - "Junior sister, I am out of seclusion today and should go to see the master. Senior brother goes first." Wei Meng sighed slightly, then turned to Wang Yuan and said: "You
Come with me to pay homage to Master."
With that said, under Liu Liu's gaze, Wei Meng flicked his sleeves, and the two of them flew towards the other side of the abyss.
At this moment, only Liu Liu was left. Liu Liu looked at the white figure, sighed softly, moved his steps lightly, took one step at a time, and slowly flew towards the back mountain.
When Wang Yuan stepped on the ground, in an instant, he had crossed the abyss.
Wei Meng walked first, followed closely by Wang Yuan, but he sensed something. When he turned around, he seemed to see a bleak figure walking alone among the clouds and mist.
Wang Yuan is already a young man and understands many things.
Taking a step out of the clouds and mist, two rays of spiritual consciousness swept over him. They were the people patrolling the mountain.
The two people in the distance stood up. When they saw Wei Meng, they both smiled and clasped their fists.
"Senior Brother Wei will definitely gain something when he comes out of seclusion. Congratulations!"
"Congratulations!"
Wei Meng broke through to the late stage of foundation building, and was in a good mood. He cupped his fists towards the two of them. This action already gave them great face, and then Wei Meng took another step.
Wang Yuan also saluted the two men and followed them.
After the two left, both of them were shocked.
"Zhang Fei, what state do you think Senior Brother Wei Meng is in now!" One of them asked another man with a dark face named Zhang Fei.
"I'm afraid it's the late stage of foundation building. The aura is obviously different from before. There is also his disciple Wang Yuan. We haven't seen him in such a short time, but he has already reached the sixth level of Qi training, and he will surpass you and me!" Zhang Fei shook his head and praised.
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"Hey, when will you and I be able to find a place to repair ourselves?"
The clouds and mist surged, and someone stepped in again, and the two of them once again performed their duties.
Arriving under the secondary peak, Wei Meng looked at Wang Yuan and then flew up.
Wang Yuan saw from Wei Meng's eyes that this was to test his ability to control objects. Although Wang Yuan had not yet reached the stage of controlling Qi, he had achieved great success in controlling objects, but there was no breakthrough.
The long sword suddenly appeared at his feet, his spiritual energy circulated, and he flew to the upper peak with a whoosh.
Of course, the speed is not as fast as that of Wei Meng, but if it were in the mortal world, it would be enviable. For them, it can be described as the blink of an eye.
A person who cultivates immortality starts from the first level of Qi cultivation. His ears and eyes become clear and alert, his body is nourished by spiritual Qi like herbs, he is free from all kinds of diseases, and his lifespan is greatly increased.
When Wang Yuanfei reached the top of the secondary peak, Wei Meng was already standing there waiting with his figure on his back.
Putting away his sword, Wang Yuan stood silently behind Wei Meng, lowered his head, and waited for Wei Meng's lecture.
"Well, that's right. Your ability to control objects has already been achieved. In time, you will be able to control Qi." Wei Meng did not reprimand Wang Yuan, but praised him.
Being praised by his master, Wang Yuan smiled inwardly, but remained respectful on the outside.
"Yes." Wang Yuan responded.
This time, Wang Yuan had not stepped onto the top of the peak since Wei Meng was punished to seclusion. The highest level he had climbed to in the past five years was Uncle Liu Liu.
Looking at this palace again, although it is simple, its momentum is much greater than that of a mortal palace.
The main hall was still deserted and very quiet. When Wei Meng and Wang Yuan stepped into the main hall, a more powerful spiritual consciousness came, and then Tang Li appeared in front of them.
"Hahahaha, yes, yes, the cultivation level in the later stage of foundation building is also quite high among the other sub-peaks!" Tang Li smiled with his hands behind his back, very satisfied with Wei Meng's training results.
"I've met Master." Wang Yuan bowed and saluted.
This art of etiquette is very important in the mortal world, and it is also very important in the eyes of those who cultivate immortality.
Along the way of cultivation, there are strict hierarchies, and the strong are respected. Unless you have extraordinary abilities, you must not obediently call others your elders.
Wang Yuan looked at Tang Li quietly, mentally guessing about Tang Li's cultivation level.
"Master, is he in the early stage of pill formation? In the early or middle stage of pill formation? According to what the master said, only the leader of the entire Linyuan sect is in the late stage of pill formation. Can such a large sect not have some trump cards?" Wang Yuan has been watched since he was a child.
He is very thoughtful and can already see why from a series of events.
While Wang Yuan was daydreaming, Tang Li suddenly looked at Wang Yuan. When Wei Meng accepted Wang Yuan, Tang Li liked this disciple very much and had a very stubborn temper.
"You're not bad either. You've reached the sixth level of Qi training in such a short period of time. Counting from the time you get started, you will be able to build a foundation within ten years. If you join my lineage, the master has not given you anything yet, so you have to accept it."
Get off it."
Tang Li laughed, wiped the storage bag, and a pill flew towards Wang Yuan.
The moment Wang Yuan caught it, he could feel the strong aura contained in this elixir. It must be some kind of precious elixir.
"I'll give you this foundation-building pill so that outsiders can't gossip. As a master, I still care about you. Hahahaha, Wei Meng, go sit with your master for a while." Tang Li disappeared in a few steps.
In Wang Yuan's eyes, only that generous smile remained.
Wei Meng turned around and said to Wang Yuan: "You go to my place first, and then go back as a teacher tomorrow at the latest."
Wang Yuan agreed and watched Wei Meng leave.
After grabbing the foundation-building pill, Wang Yuan's intelligence suddenly thought that this was a pill that could help people build a foundation and should be used at the moment of foundation-building.
In the past five years, Wang Yuan has never relied on external objects in his cultivation, and has accumulated a lot of spiritual stones in his storage bag.
After thinking about it, Wang Yuan walked towards Wei Meng's manor.
Wei Meng's residence was still deserted. When Wang Yuan passed by the medicine garden, he stopped to take a look.
The seeds of the idea of asking have been planted, but I don’t know when they will blossom and bear fruit... After all these years, the flowers are still blooming.
"I, Wang Yuan, must become an immortal..."
This ideal still exists, and Wang Yuan is confident that he can realize it.
Wang Yuan sat cross-legged on a straw mat and began to meditate. The aura here was much higher than that in the cave. Of course Wang Yuan would not waste the opportunity.
But Wang Yuan's hand moved. He opened his five fingers, and the spiritual energy was conceived in them. He grabbed the air and repeated the same action over and over again.
"Tangible and intangible, formed but not formed..."
Time passed quickly during practice, and it was evening.
As the night falls, the starry sky is like a chessboard, and the twinkling stars are the chess pieces. It seems like two giants are playing the chess game of life.
It also seems like someone is writing in the starry sky, and the stars form the character "人".
There are only two strokes to write about a person, and it takes a lifetime to be a human being. One stroke is about growth, one stroke is about aging; one stroke is about progress, one stroke is about retreat; one stroke is about happiness, one stroke is about troubles; one stroke is about good times, and one stroke is about adversity.
Everything seemed so peaceful, Wang Yuan was meditating.
As the night progressed, Wei Meng's figure slowly walked into the manor, and he immediately saw Wang Yuan practicing.
Although the master and the disciple both said something meaningful, Wei Meng's temperament and all the words of concern were reflected in his eyes.
With Wei Meng's strength and cultivation, it was easy to avoid being discovered by Wang Yuan. Wei Meng sat next to Wang Yuan and slowly entered the cultivation state. He did not disturb Wang Yuan.
Under the bright moon in the sky, under the quiet sky, the master and the disciple were sitting together. The aura of the manor was sweeping here. Wei Meng had not completely let go of his cultivation. If so, then Wang Yuan would not be able to absorb even a trace of the aura while sitting here.
Time seems slow at this moment, as if it is unwilling to move quietly through the long river of time.
Wang Yuan's hand still maintained this movement, and the Qi Control Technique continued to mature.
------Don't worry, everyone, adventure is coming soon.
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