Chapter 192

It seemed that the formula was deliberately set and easy to understand. It was a little lengthy. It took more than ten breath to read it. Finally, a golden light shot out of his fingertips and fell to the center of the altar.

The golden light seemed to be infected. In the blink of an eye, it spread along the lines on the altar. The golden light on the whole altar was very bright.

Yang Xuan's complexion remained the same. When his fingers turned, he pinched a very strange handprint.

The golden light surged. After a long time, it stopped slowly. There was a glow over the altar, which was unsteady and extraordinary.

The space began to fluctuate. At the center of the altar, a light and shadow rushed out and hovered in the glow.

The light and shadow changed continuously for a few times, and finally became an old man. It was uncertain and seemed to annihilate at any time.

Yang Xuan was surprised. He didn't expect a figure to appear. He stepped back several steps and reached the edge of the altar.

"Junior."

The unreal figure opened his mouth to Yang Xuan and looked a little happy: "what year is it now?"

"Who are you?" Yang Xuan frowned and was secretly vigilant.

In a place where no one has entered for countless years, there is a conscious person. Even if the other party is just an imaginary shadow, it is also worth his attention.

"Who am I?" The old man was stunned and immediately laughed: "since you can come here and call me out, don't you know who I am?"

"Ancestor of the state of Jiang!"

Yang Xuan looked frightened.

The illusory figure smiled and nodded: "yes, I'm Jiang Weisheng, but you don't seem to be from my Jiang family."

"I'm not Jiang's family or Jiang's people."

"How did you get here!"

The unreal figure's eyes narrowed slightly, his momentum soared sharply, and the glow on the altar revolved around his body.

"I'm entrusted by the Lord of state Jiang to come here to find the opportunity of my predecessors to relieve the current crisis of state Jiang."

"Danger?"

"Yes, Qi Feng is your neighbor. Now there is a large-scale attack. There is a strong man in the middle of the third territory. There is no enemy in Jiang. That's why I came here to try my luck."

"What!"

The illusory figure was surprised and angry at first. At last, his face was angry, and even his body flashed: "a small third realm can be invincible to our country, Jiang. These useless things."

"This..." Yang Xuan hesitated for a moment and said, "the spirit power of Jiang is weak. They are locked by this spirit pulse and can't escape between heaven and earth. Even if a genius is born, it's difficult to cultivate to a higher level."

With these words, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Although the person in front of him is only a virtual shadow, his identity is too sensitive. He is the founder of the state of Jiang, a real old monster, and the founder of this spirit vein.

"Since the founding of the state of Jiang for at least thousands of years, this person should have died. Now it's just a residual shadow. Don't panic."

He secretly comforted himself and looked up at the virtual shadow.

"Limited by the spiritual pulse? Hum! Little boy, what do you know?"

The virtual shadow snorted coldly. It didn't seem to have the meaning of arguing with Yang Xuan, but closed his eyes and felt it carefully. After a long time, he opened it and looked at Yang Xuan strangely.

"Eh? You picked that Tianluo soul arresting grass?"

"Tianluo soul arrest grass?" Yang Xuan was stunned. He soon thought of the strange grass that could produce hallucinations by the Lingquan spring. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.

"When you go back later, remember to plant the living spirit grass. It's very useful to me. You can't take it away. As for other spirit grass, you can do it at will."

The phantom figure said quite generously, and Yang Xuan was surprised on his face.

"Elder... Are you... Not an illusion?"

"My husband, this is a spirit, not an illusion."

With a cold hum, the illusory old man pointed to the void with one hand. With even points, the colorful glow around suddenly gathered in the past and formed a ball. Then, there was a wave on the ball, showing scenes.

Yang Xuan's eyes were slightly frozen and looked at the ball. He immediately found the figure of a black snake, with two horns, swimming in the colorful glow.

"You really live up to my expectations, ha ha ha!"

Jiang Weisheng was very happy. After a few laughs, he stopped slowly. The corners of his mouth still had a faint smile.

"Master, do you know this snake?"

Yang Xuan hesitated and said, with a look of hope in his eyes.

Jiang Weisheng nodded: "this snake is kept by me. It carries a trace of my intelligence."

"Then I..."

"All right." Jiang Weisheng waved his hand and said impatiently, "I specially asked him to drive you down when you can come here. Naturally, you won't be blocked when you go back."

Yang Xuan was stunned. After understanding everything, the corners of his mouth couldn't help smiling bitterly.

Jiang Weisheng glanced at Yang Xuan lightly and said again, "OK, young generation, since you can come here and wake me up, this opportunity is yours. Come here!"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and immediately bowed seriously and said, "I'm not from the state of Jiang. I'm ashamed of this opportunity. If it's a magic weapon, I'll give it to the state of Jiang later."

"You son of a bitch, where did you get so much nonsense? Come here quickly. I can help you break through the current state."

"What!"

Yang Xuan was surprised, some unbelievable.

He has never heard of a realm that can be forcibly promoted.

"It seems that what emperor Jiang said before is true, but is there any genius treasure to improve this realm?"

He had some doubts in his heart, but after seeing the impatient color on Jiang Weisheng's face, he hurried over to Jiang Weisheng's near.

"Close your eyes and remember not to resist."

Jiang Weisheng said with a serious face. He immediately lowered his body and pointed to the center of Yang Xuan's eyebrows.

Although he was an illusory body, his body surface was covered with aura, and he also had some semi entities. Yang Xuan was just touched by him, and a slight cool feeling came over.

As soon as this feeling appeared, there were bursts of golden light in the center of his eyebrows. A vertical line appeared there, and the golden light flashed around it.

Jiang Weisheng screamed and quickly retracted his hand. His face was very ugly.

"You have heavenly eyes!"

"What's the matter, master?"

Yang Xuan frowned, puzzled.

"I am now the body of the divine soul. The heavenly eye is dedicated to the spiritual body. You need to turn it off, otherwise, it will be difficult for me to tell you the opportunity."

"This... Elder, please bear it."

Yang Xuan nodded and silently read two sentences. The vertical line in the center of the eyebrow disappeared immediately, the golden light annihilated, and everything recovered as usual.

Jiang Weisheng snorted coldly and pointed his fingertips at the center of Yang Xuan's eyebrows again. After a long time, he saw that the heavenly eye really disappeared, and then he closed his eyes.