Yu Zecheng put away the Futu Record and carefully put it into the Qiankun bag. He said:

"Sister Yaxiang, is your master Miaohua Sect a big sect? How about it compared to the Xiling Six Sects Alliance?"

Yaxiang smiled and said:

"What is the Six Sect Alliance? You dare to compare it with our Sect. If it weren't for the Shuiyun Sect, the Yunxiu Sect was born from my Miaohua Sect, they would have been destroyed long ago.

The six realms of the sky have been in the world. Since the Immortal Qin, the 36 states and lands of the four realms and thirty-six states have appeared on the earth. After tens of thousands of years of survival of the fittest, the thirty-six sects, seventy-two sects, eight hundred side sects, and three thousand left-right sects.

Thirty-six sects, seventy-two sects, and these 108 sects are commonly known as the gatekeeper. They are all large sects, countless disciples and countless masters, and there will be several masters in the Nascent Soul stage, almost controlling the six realms of immortal cultivation.

The Eight Hundred Sects are middle-class sects, commonly known as the Middle Sect. There are at least one Yuanying or several Jindan masters in the sect.

As for the Three Thousand Left Dao, they are all lower sects. At least one master from the Golden Elixir Stage is in charge, but they all have their own special cultivation inheritance.

The six sects in Xiling are all sects among the Three Thousand Left Dao. Shuiyun Sect and Yunxiu Sect are from our Miaohua Sect. Jinyan Sect is a branch of the Innate Yiqi Sect. Yuanzhu Sect was originally one of the gates. In the time of Luohu, the sect is now destroyed to such a level. Qianmo Ling Zun Sect was once one of the middle side sects, but they made countless injustices against the heavens and were finally wiped out. Now this is a ruined sect composed of the broken disciples who repented in time when they were wiped out. The emerging sect of Ziyu Sect is not qualified to enter the ranks of the Three Thousand Left Dao.

Like my master's Miaohua Sect, the Hunyuan Sword Sect where the Master Huaxin Zhenren who gave you the primordial energy group is located, and the Innate Yi Qi Sect are one of the 108 visits."

Finally, this sentence was said, with an indescribable sense of pride. Yu Zecheng listened and showed an expression of envy.

Yu Zecheng said:

"It turns out that there are so many sects in cultivating immortals. Who is the one who ranks them?"

Yaxiang replied:

"At the beginning, the Buyan Sect, Qianji Sect, Yanxing Sect, and the Shrine Sect, joined forces with other Sects to evaluate the world every hundred years. Those with strong strength and weak strength have continued to this day for more than 7,000 years.

The sects in the world are as numerous as the night sky, but who can maintain their glory forever? The Shrine Sect, which began to take the lead, has now fallen. The Shrine Sect is broken down into more than ten weak sects, with only two remaining one place in the Three Thousand Thousands of Left Ways, and Yanxing Sect has completely disappeared. It is really a world of change."

Yaxiang said again:

"Actually, you are very surprised. Your five elements spiritual roots are only fifteen years old this year. You have only been practicing immortality for a year, but you have reached the intermediate level of Qi-induced realm. This speed is amazing. If you didn't know that the true person of Huaxin supports you behind you, I would have thought you had something wrong."

When Yu Zecheng heard this, he immediately sweated. He practiced the Supreme Dao Blood Gang Art. It is normal to have this progress. The tone in reading the book, he is rampant in the world and dominates the sky, is definitely one of the 108 visits. If someone discovers his secret, he will definitely snatch it to death. Thanks to the true man Xixin, with his qi, everything can be explained clearly.

Yaxiang suddenly changed the topic and said:

"That, you won't have to cover me in the future. During this period, I have found that I have been wandering in brothels, traveling around the world, seeing all kinds of mortals and all things in the world, which has great help to my wonderful transformation method, so I won't have to cover me in the future, and it will be covered up."

When saying this, Yaxiang was a little hesitant and still couldn't let go of her face. Yu Zecheng nodded quickly to agree. This was actually a good thing for him, but for some reason he actually felt lost.

Yu Zecheng looked up and saw Yaxiang's eyes. The two of them had a pair of eyes, and an indescribable feeling was teleporting between the two of them.

Yaxiang frowned and said:

"Okay, okay, you go quickly, don't come to me if you have nothing to do."

After saying that, he broke the barrier and left quickly, as if he was escaping. Yu Zecheng couldn't help but smile, as if he was grasping something.

Yu Zecheng left Yanzhi Building, returned to the stronghold, took a bath, and ate, then locked himself in the house, took out the pagoda record and started watching.

Yu Zecheng opened the Futu Immortal Records, read them page by page, feeling the growth process of the vanilla elixir, remember all their information, record their collection, their medicinal properties and effects, and the name of the elixir.

In this way, Yu Zecheng looked at page after page, countless immortal grasses, rare treasures, spiritual medicines, magic tools, ores, and treasures. Through the Book of Futu, Yu Zecheng slowly realized it. Yu Zecheng seemed to have come into contact with another world. In just a few words, countless immortal mountains were vaguely visible. Through them, Yu Zecheng came into contact with the tip of the iceberg of the world of cultivating immortals. The world is so vast, so magical, so amazing.

In this Buddhist Record, Yu Zecheng spread his imagination wings and watched tens of thousands of spiritual herbs and medicines, cherishing ores, demons and beasts, and talismans and magic weapons. This time, he saw it overnight. After his true energy was gone, he meditated to restore his true energy and continued to watch.

This feeling of reading once again made him return to the past. He wanted to memorize all of them. The more he read Yu Zecheng, the more he liked it. Through these information introductions, he could feel the secrets of the world of cultivation in just a few words. His path to cultivation will no longer be dark, and gradually it seems that there is light to guide himself.

How many sages and powerful people have accumulated this knowledge? Have they been to these places? How many such fairy grass have they collected? How many hardships have they experienced? How much glory have they enjoyed? What is their life?

In Yu Zecheng's mind, a flying sword in the air was floating in the air, floating in the air, with the beautiful women around him, and the appearance of an immortal who bowed his head and pointed at the world gradually emerged in his mind. If the derived patterns fell into the eyes of those who were great cultivators, it would make people laugh, just like a village woman who fantasized about the emperor eating a few steamed buns at a time. But this was Yu Zecheng's ideal and ambition, and the little boy once again strengthened his path to cultivating immortals.

No, people live a lifetime. In Mangosteen, no, even if they are kings and dominant in Tang Kingdom, they are actually frogs in the well. They can only see the sky as big as a palm on them. They must go out and travel around the world. They must find their own happiness in this vast world. They must live up to this life and live up to their life. Why can't such a good world belong to me? Cultivating immortality must be cultivated. Only by reaching strength can you have everything and realize your dreams. Perhaps immortality is not an imagination. Why do they do it, I would not do it. I would rather be crushed to pieces and die in a foreign land than persevere to this life. Futulu gave Yu Zecheng the wings of imagination and ignited the ambitions and ideals in his heart.

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