Longevity Tianque

Wang Changsheng withdrew from the Spirit Hall. Wang Changsheng could no longer see clearly what was going on inside the Spirit Hall, but there was one thing that Wang Changsheng could see clearly.

At the place near the entrance of the Spirit Hall, spiritual energy surged continuously, and instead of rushing out of the Spirit Hall to beat Wang Changsheng, a picture slowly gathered in front of the Spirit Hall.

It's not very real, but it can be vaguely seen, it's the outline of a human face.

It was just the outline of a human face, and Wang Changsheng could be very sure that he didn't know this person himself!

Since he didn't know each other and made things difficult for himself, Wang Changsheng could be sure that it was impossible for him to step into the Spirit Hall after the sword strike in the Spirit Hall.

"roll!"

A sullen voice came into Wang Changsheng's mind.

Wang Changsheng immediately took a few steps back. He was really afraid that this person would come out of the Spirit Hall and beat him up. If it was just a beating, it would be fine. The key is to kill him directly, so what should we do?

The outline of the gathered spiritual energy slowly dissipated, and Wang Changsheng looked at the Spirit Hall with an inexplicable expression.

"Go, or not?" Wang Changsheng said solemnly in his heart.

Now being rejected by the Spirit Hall, it is impossible for Wang Changsheng to enter the Spirit Hall, and it is even more impossible to comprehend the magic in the Spirit Hall!

If Wang Changsheng just gave up like this, Wang Changsheng would not be reconciled.

Since entering the Nine Cities of Climbing Immortals, I have encountered so many dangers, and almost died several times. Finally, when I arrived at the Spirit Hall, I could get some rewards for Nine Cities Climbing Immortals, and even left empty-handed. willing?

"hold on!"

Wang Changsheng said in his heart.

Not entering the Spirit Hall doesn't mean that Wang Changsheng can't get spells, there are still ways, but it's just a bit risky.

The gate of the Spirit Hall closed slowly. Looking at the closed gate of the Spirit Hall, Wang Changsheng went back to the deep hole he had made, and kept perfecting his plan in his mind.

"Just do it!"

After a long time, Wang Changsheng slapped his thigh and stood up straight away, with an inexplicable smile in his eyes.

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Changsheng felt that his idea still had the possibility of success, even if the chance was very small, Wang Changsheng would give it a try.

After making up his mind, Wang Changsheng walked not far from the Spirit Hall again, squatted on the ground, and stared straight at the entrance of the Spirit Hall.

"Look at that kid, he probably didn't get any spells in the Spirit Hall, and now he can only watch other monks come in and out!"

"I guess, it should be a matter of aura, otherwise, no matter how poor the aptitude is, it is impossible not to comprehend everything!"

"It should be, otherwise, he didn't comprehend it the first time, and he didn't gain anything the second time. Why didn't he go in for the third or fourth time?"

"Actually, he helped us leave Hidden Sword City, and I'm very grateful to him!"

...

While practicing spells, many monks looked at Wang Changsheng who was squatting at the door of the Spirit Hall, and there were bursts of discussion.

There was a lot of discussion, and there was no intention of avoiding Wang Changsheng at all, and they all reached Wang Changsheng's ears.

For these voices of discussion, Wang Changsheng ignored them. Anyway, he is not the opponent of these people, so he can discuss whatever they want. Of course, don’t let Wang Changsheng find a chance, otherwise, hehe...

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Wang Changsheng saw a figure walking out of the Spirit Hall.

Great Elder of Corpse Refining Sect!

"This old man, has he made a breakthrough?" Wang Changsheng looked at the Great Elder of the Corpse Refining Sect, and was surprised.

The Great Elder of the Corpse Refining Sect has a cultivation base of the late stage of Jindan, and with the study of formations, with the comprehensive strength of the Great Elder, he is not necessarily far behind the strong ones at the peak of Jindan.

Now the aura of the Great Elder is more mysterious than before entering the Spirit Hall. Wang Changsheng guessed that with the help of the high-quality aura in the Spirit Hall, the Great Elder may have made a breakthrough!

"Congratulations, Great Elder!"

Wang Changsheng stood up, cupping his fists and saluting to the Great Elder.

There is not much enmity between the two, it's just that they don't like each other.

They should be polite, they should be polite, after all, they all come from Corpse Refining Sect, once they leave Dengxian Nine City, they might have to hug each other to keep warm.

The Great Elder smiled slightly, clasped his fists and said, "Deacon Wang, you are being polite!"

The two looked at each other, and suddenly, they both smiled awkwardly.

Without the presence of Wu Li, the two of them had nothing to communicate with at all, and it seemed a bit awkward indeed.

However, for the sake of technique, Wang Changsheng decided not to let this embarrassment continue.

"That... Great Elder..." Wang Changsheng asked bravely, "I don't know what magic technique you have comprehended in the Spirit Hall?"

"Can I see it?!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Changsheng glanced directly at the gate of the Spirit Hall, as if he was paying attention to the situation of Wuli, and tried to put on a casual tone.

This is what Wang Changsheng thought of!

Since he couldn't enter the Spirit Hall, he could only target the monks who entered the Spirit Hall. After entering the Spirit Hall, these people could gain something. Wang Changsheng could find a way to get the spells from these people.

What's more, Wang Changsheng's requirements are not high, he only needs a technique about the two-handed broadsword, and he can use the Langcang sword.

Who is the Great Elder of Corpse Refining Sect?

In the Shentian Realm where fish and dragons are mixed, to be able to occupy the position of the Great Elder of the Corpse Refining Sect, and even to take over the power of the Corpse Refining Sect when Master Weiming is not around, how can the experience of the Great Elder be compared with that of Wang Changsheng?

Only Wang Chang lived for more than 200 years, not even a fraction of the Great Elder!

"Deacon Wang, why are you unable to enter the Spirit Hall?"

The Great Elder didn't hesitate at all, and said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, you can say it!"

The Great Elder was afraid of being tricked by Wang Changsheng, so he was cautious in the Spirit Hall, Wang Changsheng was too abnormal!

After all the calculations, the Great Elder never thought that Wang Changsheng would not be able to enter the Spirit Hall?

Wang Changsheng immediately showed embarrassment when he heard the elder's words, and he stopped pretending, and said with a wry smile: "Indeed, the aura in the Spirit Hall is too strong, I almost burst into flames when I went in and stayed for a while... "

"Otherwise, how could I be in such a mess?"

Wang Changsheng spread his hands together, showing a helpless expression.

Hearing Wang Changsheng's words, the First Elder also showed sympathy.

Spells are too important for monks. Looking at Yungong Peak, with the Spell Temple, one can sit on the top sect of the Shentian Realm. Now, the Spells of the Spirit Hall are within reach, but Wang Changsheng can't enter it. Going to the Spirit Hall, is there anything more tragic than this?

The Great Elder didn't know at all that the biggest reason why Wang Changsheng couldn't comprehend the spell was because Wang Changsheng drew out the Langcang Sword, which directly cut a gap between himself and the Spirit Hall.

Once Wang Changsheng stepped into the Spirit Hall, what greeted Wang Changsheng was a violent beating like a storm, Wang Changsheng couldn't stop it at all!

"Deacon Wang..."

Wang Changsheng was still intoxicated by his suffering, when he heard the voice of the First Elder.

"Great Elder, tell me!" Wang Changsheng showed an aggrieved expression.

"Forehead..."

Seeing Wang Changsheng's aggrieved expression, and seeing Wang Changsheng's expression of wanting to cry without tears, the original elder's direct words became a little tactful.

"Deacon Wang, I'm sorry, this... the technique I learned is really not suitable for you..."