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After about one pillar, Xuantian Sect flew back in Li Yingqi's somewhat anxious eyes.

"It seems that the old monster Youquan should have been removed by his seniors. There is only a magic array at the bottom of the hole that can swallow and exhale spiritual energy." Facing the eyes of the two, Xuantian Sect said:

"This magic array can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and the weather in the Bashu Mountains to sweep each other. This place has become a huge spiritual cave."

"If I was right, in a few days, the spiritual energy that was sucked away by the old monster Youquan will recover."

"Even with this magic circle, the spiritual energy of the entire Bashu Mountains will be purer and richer than before."

After hearing the words of Xuantian Sect, Dan Chenzi and Li Yingqi couldn't help but be shocked.

Previously, Youquan was able to extract the spiritual energy from the entire Bashu Mountains, but it only relied on the power of the blood acupoint.

It is said that destroying is easy and building is difficult. Liu Rui'an's move is much more powerful than Youquan.

Moreover, according to Xuantian Sect, as long as the magic array in the spiritual acupoint is still there, the spiritual energy in the Bashu Mountains will become more pure and richer.

This not only has great benefits to all sects and sects in the Bashu Mountains, but also a great merit from a human perspective.

"Why send someone to guard this place?" Dan Chenzi, who escaped from the disaster of life and death by chance, asked.

"No, the more someone guards it, the easier it is to attract others' attention." Xuantian Sect, who had pondered for a moment, shook his head and said:

"Only the three of us know about this matter. To the outside world, the old monster Youquan has been killed by Senior Ren."

"It's okay in the future. Just pay more attention to this place."

"Well, that's fine." Dan Chenzi said, who nodded.

After unifying the caliber, the three of them quickly brought the good news out.

When I heard that the old monster Youquan had been killed and the blood hole had been cleaned up, Yun Zhong Liuzi was naturally very happy.

When the group returned to Mount Emei, Xuantian Sect first asked the Yuanqi Sword to pass the news to Wutai and other sects, and then said seriously:

"Since the great disaster has passed, I will go back and rebuild the Kunlun Sect, the position of the head of Emei. Let Dan Chenzi take over."

"Xuantian Sect, you are the head of the master's personal order." Dan Chenzi reminded.

"Haha, there is no need to say much, this matter is settled." Xuantian Sect, who knew his friend's wishes, shook his head and smiled.

"Okay." Dan Chenzi, who also knew his true feelings, did not refuse.

After all, the Emei Sect can survive. It cannot always be in a state of headless dragons.

Among all, Dan Chenzi, as the senior brother, naturally became the best successor.

"This is the flying sword that the senior has returned. Let's go back to the sword peak." Xuantian Sect, who took out the magic treasure bag, said seriously:

"By the way, Lian Xing's Lei Yan Sword is also inside. Turn around and take out the sword and put it away, so you can't make any mistakes."

"Hmph, what's the use of returning the Lei Yan Sword? The person who uses the sword is not here." Li Yingqi, who had a very angry and ugly face, said angrily.

"Yingqi, Lian Xing has lost all his memories after he is reborn." Xuantian Sect, who sighed in secret, advised seriously:

"It was his chance to worship Xuan Zhendao. Since Lei Yan has been returned, it would be better to find someone else who is destined to be."

"The Xuantian Sect is reasonable, and everyone has their own fate." Dan Chenzi nodded and said with some emotion:

"Just like me, if Senior Ren hadn't helped me, I'd probably have been completely controlled by the Red Corpse. It would be chilling to think about it."

"It is also our opportunity to be saved by senior Ren. Lian Xing is so brilliant, just follow the Xuantian Sect's words."

Li Yingqi also knew that this matter was a certainty, but when she thought of her old partner who actually threw herself into another goal, she was always a little disappointed.

"I don't care. You can arrange this matter yourself." Li Yingqi, who felt uncomfortable, suddenly flashed after saying that.

"I hope Yingqi can accept reality as soon as possible." Dan Chenzi smiled bitterly as he looked at the direction of the other party leaving.

"Believe in her. Dan Chenzi." He smiled at his friend, and Xuantian Sect said:

"By the way, your master has not sent any signal yet. Maybe something happened to the search for weapons."

"But I really think it may be that Senior Ren is no longer necessary after appearing. In short, just pay attention."

"Anyway, Kunlun is not far from Emei. If there is anything, I must do my best."

"Then, take care of it, Xuantian Sect," Dan Chenzi said with a smile.

"Take care" Xuantian Sect, who nodded with a smile, then controlled the escape light and disappeared on the Emei Golden Top.

Seeing his friend disappearing in the sea of ​​clouds quickly, Dan Chenzi picked up the magic bag in his hand and came to the sword peak.

The sword peak without swords is not only unworthy of its name, but also bare and ugly.

Dan Chenzi pondered for a while before he sacrificed the magic treasure bag in his hand.

The next moment, sword lights gushed out, and soon a torrent of sword light formed on the sword peak.

After the torrent circled the sword peak for a few times, they rushed up like birds throwing into the forest.

Amid a series of "clangs", the originally bare sword peak was soon filled with swords again.

Just when Dan Chenzi sighed that these swords were full of spiritual energy and powerful, he saw that the empty magic sack suddenly pounced on the sword peak.

The sharp sword energy that had already soared into the sky and the dazzling sword light disappeared almost instantly, and there was no trace of abnormality on the sword peak.

"Senior, I really think carefully."

Feeling that the sword peak seemed to turn into a huge placenta, and after nurturing the flying swords all the time, Dan Chenzi felt extremely emotional.

After dealing with the matter on Jianfeng, Dan Chenzi returned to the Golden Peak of Emei to summon all the disciples, and then successfully took over as the head of the sect.

After spending some time dealing with the errands in the door, Dan Chenzi went straight into a state of retreat and began to digest the benefits of listening to the sermons forty-nine days before.

Liu Rui'an, who returned to the Hanging Island, asked about the enrollment situation.

Unexpectedly, the enrollment for the Dan people went very smoothly. Even if these people could only become external disciples for the time being, no one was willing to give up.

It is a somewhat difficult situation to enroll in the enrollment plan for those casual cultivators.

Although you can directly become an inner disciple by bringing art masters, you need to hand over all the methods you practice, and you also need to transform your own cultivation into the method of practicing Xuanzhen Taoism.

It’s nothing if the former is just there, and no one will think that Xuan Zhendao is making any bad ideas.

After all, the great way and wonderful methods taught on the past forty-nine days are far from comparable to those practice methods in the hands of casual cultivators.

But if you want to transform your own cultivation, many of them are really reluctant to let go.

Especially those evil and demon cultivators, in modern terms, are somewhat persecuted and delusional.

When I think that I might encounter danger when I lose all my cultivation, I feel instinctively resisting.

Liu Rui'an's method of dealing with such concerns is quite simple, six words:

Come on love, come on, come on

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