Next to Jiang Yun, a woman with a slender figure and a good breath raised her eyebrows slightly and asked in surprise.

"Sister Yun is talking about Elder Gu's new disciple, An Le?"

"Exactly."

Jiang Yun smiled slightly and licked her delicate lips: "He should have been sucked into the Xuanyuan. I think he is destined to me and I should go and see him."

The name Anle is already somewhat famous among the disciples of Taixu Palace and Jindan.

Apart from the "minor conflict" between him and Xia Jingnian, the identity of the fourth disciple of Gu Shanshan's sect is also an important reason.

The woman who spoke earlier was called Zeng Lan, a name she heard from a preparatory disciple she had just met recently.

The preparatory female disciple's talent was extremely astonishing, and she practiced the almost lost Immortal Gu Technique. In Zeng Lan's view, those tests were not difficult for her at all. It was only a matter of time before she officially joined the Taixu Palace, and her future achievements were limitless.

It is such a female cultivator who highly admires Anle and said bluntly: "His talent is a hundred times better than mine!"

"I may never be able to catch up with him in my lifetime."

It is precisely because of this that Zeng Lan has some impressions of Anle.

Unexpectedly, even Jiang Yun is quite concerned about this person?

Others nearby quickly thought of Jiang Yun's past "accomplishments", and then thought of Anle's appearance in rumors, and felt a slight chill in their hearts.

Another male cultivator sighed softly: "It's bad luck for him."

"Um?"

The male cultivator immediately felt the coldness in Jiang Yun's eyes.

Looking at this tall woman with a dangerous aura, he thought to himself, isn't it just that she has a high level, a wide range of friends, and a strong family background, but she can't even tell the truth?

"Sister Yun, you know me well. I just like to tell the truth."

"This Anle's luck is really bad. Otherwise, why would I have met you now?"

"If he had known you earlier, wouldn't it have saved him years of hard work?"

As he spoke, the male cultivator's whole body became full of energy, and he spoke righteously: "When the time comes, I will personally help you clear the obstacles!"

Anle's talent may indeed be extraordinary, but after all, it is just foundation building, and it is obviously not taken seriously by Jin Dan who is present.

Seeing the strange looks from Zeng Lan and others beside him, the male cultivator said, "What are you looking at me for? I've always been like this, I just say whatever I have to say."

Jiang Yun sighed: "Why do you make me look like a wicked woman who robbed civilian men?"

"I always pay attention to what you want and what I want..."

Of course, no matter how willful Jiang Yun is, she cannot let so many Taixu Palace disciples be exposed to the dangerous Xuanyuan just for their own selfish desires. In fact, they have more important missions and tasks during this trip.

, to rescue Anle and others is actually the way to go.

Not long after, everyone passed a special ritual and opened the entrance to Xuyuan, and the whole group stepped into it.

****

In the dark and deep corridor.

The strange sounds of Xisuo came out intermittently, echoing in the darkness, enough to make ordinary people's scalp numb and their hearts tremble.

At the source of the strange sound, Anle looked helplessly at Ye Ling'er beside her.

She was chewing the essence of a strange monster with great gulps.

The monster's corpse was simply processed and thrown into Ye Ling'er's food cauldron. The flesh, bones, and skin gradually melted, and the essence was quickly extracted, giving it a texture like jade paste.

, exudes an attractive fragrance.

Anle only found out today that the tripod used to hold food was a magic weapon given to Ye Ling'er by Gu Shanshan. It was called "Swallowing Heaven Cauldron", which sounded extremely domineering.

Not only can it be used as a kitchen utensil, but it can also condense the essence of food.

However, there will be a certain degree of loss during the refining process, and the taste is not as good as hot food, so Ye Linger still prefers to use it as an iron pot.

The current situation was special, so she could only aggrieve herself and keep everything simple.

"Didn't you say there won't be other monsters in this corridor?"

Anle glanced at Jiang Junliang beside him and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Junliang looked embarrassed and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "Maybe... just bad luck?"

In fact, the remaining aura of the fearful earth dragon has a deterrent effect on most creatures, but there are always a small number of monsters that appear in this passage either out of curiosity or simply being affected.

Unfortunately, he was met by Anle and others.

This monster was only in its third level, so the four of them worked together to kill it easily.

"Junior brother, would you like to take a bite too?"

Ye Ling'er was enjoying her meal, noticed the conversation between An Le and the two, and said cheerfully.

No matter what difficulties she encounters, as long as she still has food to eat, she can maintain an optimistic attitude.

Anle happened to be a little hungry, so he took a small piece of meat paste from the Tiantian Cauldron and put it into his mouth.

The energy of the essence melts away, like a rushing wave, and is quickly absorbed by the body.

Just such a small portion almost made him one-third full.

Jiang Junliang and Cheng Yuemei were also a little greedy. Seeing their gazes, Ye Ling'er immediately stared at the two of them warily like a wild cat guarding its food. After hesitating for a long time, he said reluctantly.

"You guys can come and eat too, but you can only eat a little bit."

Jiang Junliang received a small amount of meat paste the size of a fingernail, and he felt a little cursed in his heart.

But as soon as I swallowed it, I felt a surge of fullness, and my stomach seemed to be filled to the brim, so much so that I even had the urge to vomit for a moment or two.

Only then did he understand that Ye Ling'er only allowed him to eat a little for their sake.

Jiang Junliang looked at Anle again and found that he had swallowed another piece of essence ointment. His face looked as usual, but slightly satisfied. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

'This amount of food...is really an exaggeration.'

'As a glutton, it doesn't matter that Fellow Daoist Ye can eat so much, but Fellow Daoist An can actually eat so much?'

'It's really the same strain...'

****

While eating, Anle completed a deduction and got some interesting information from it.

After eating and drinking, the four of them continued to move forward.

Anle's feet stepped on the ground of the tunnel, making a strange "rustling" sound, and the touch was very strange.

The sand and stones swallowed by the Dread Spirit Earth Dragon were mixed with the mucus secreted from its body surface to form this slightly moist soil.

When walking on it, in addition to the strange feeling on your feet, your spiritual power is also subtly affected.

In Anle's spiritual consciousness, the spiritual energy in the air was escaping in disorder, as if it wanted to stay away from the soil with the earth dragon's breath, but was blocked again, and could only scurry around in the passage like a headless fly.

Not only that, even the spiritual power in the monk's body became a little restless.

Jiang Junliang and Cheng Yuemei, two golden elixir monks, must allocate part of their energy to suppress it at all times.

This shows how powerful this feature is.

"The name 'Dread Spirit' is a good choice."

Anle observed and sighed silently.

Just the remaining aura has this effect. You can imagine how violent the spiritual power will be when the monk really gets close to the fearful dragon.

It is not impossible for the realm to be peeled off directly.

"but……"

At this moment, Anle made an extremely bold move in the eyes of others.

He no longer deliberately suppressed the restlessness of the spiritual energy in his meridians, but allowed them to operate in an irregular state.

For ordinary monks, this is undoubtedly an extremely dangerous behavior. It is very likely to cause the spiritual power to run rampant, which may dissipate part of the spiritual power reserves, or may cause the spiritual power to flow backward and backfire on one's body.

Anle did not panic at all about this situation, but carefully observed the state of his spiritual power.

The liquid spiritual power in the meridians first flowed back and forth under the strange influence, expanding or contracting in an orderly manner.

But in this seemingly disordered operation, there are some vague rules that are difficult to explain.

There is no rule, which is also a rule in itself!

The rotation of the nebula in the dantian not only did not slow down, but continued to accelerate, accelerate, and accelerate again!

It set off a surging wave of spiritual power.

"This is……"

Sensing this manic spiritual power, Cheng Yuemei immediately noticed it and widened her eyes slightly, looking at Anle.

But before he could give any words to remind him, he was stopped by Ye Ling'er's eyes with his eyes.

Anle knew nothing about their thoughts. After he untied the shackles of his spiritual power, he was in a rather mysterious state. His body still maintained its previous movements and walked forward steadily.
To be continued...