He glanced at ye QingHan gently and knew that he didn''t have a strong sense of belonging to Tongtian cult, but he didn''t want to give up in the face of such a person who cultivated the talent of immortal code.


    "You don''t care, but I care." Wenxu left the hospital with a word.


    Ye QingHan went out of the hall and recalled the operation route of Sanskrit''s exertion of the mysterious power of Taiji immortal code on the martial arts field. He continued to explore and practice hard, hoping to push out the real top mystery and fight with the legendary existence of Sanskrit, which is better than thousands of years of closed door and hard practice!


    ……


    Wenxu found the Jiuji Taoist priest and Wan Hong Taoist Zun and told ye QingHan about it. The two ultimate strong men were also quite surprised. They knew how difficult it was to practice Taiji immortal Scripture. However, the three of them have been practicing hard for countless years and have been stuck on the 31st floor so far!


    "There is only one situation for a person who can understand the mystery of Taiji immortal Scripture by fighting with Sanskrit. He is naturally suitable for practicing this immortal Scripture secret method. I''m afraid he has to go to blessed earth and cave to ask the teacher for respect." Wan Hongdao zunning said.


    Taoist Jiuji nodded and agreed with Wan Hong''s words.


    After thinking for a moment, he bowed and said, "two elder martial brothers, I''ll go to blessed earth and Dongtian to ask the elder master for his meaning."


    "Go."


    The two old men nodded at the same time.


    Wenxu disappeared in the hall, leaving only Jiuji Taoist priest and Wan Hong Taoist Zun. They were dignified. They had too many worries about ye QingHan, because there were some inexplicable people standing behind ye QingHan and two Dharma protectors of Tianmo sect.


    They disappeared quietly. When they reappeared, they were already standing on the top of the sky, as if standing in a different space, overlooking ye QingHan on the martial arts field of the cutting academy, and watching him deduce the cross formula in the Tai Chi immortal code step by step. Unexpectedly, several forms were 70% similar to the cross formula in the immortal code, except that there was no mental method to help!


    "Martial arts genius!" the Jiuji Taoist said in a deep voice.


    Wan Hongdao Zun sighed, "It''s a pity that he''s not a member of our Tianjiao sect. Now there are other immortals standing behind him. A few days ago, the emperor''s saint of Ouxi holy land came to tell us that she will marry a disciple of Ye QingHan, and the little sister of Wu Dao Zhenjun holy land will also marry ye QingHan. I can''t figure out his life path, let alone who is supporting him behind him."


    "Younger martial brother Wenxu will naturally inform the master of the situation. He will make a decision. It''s a big deal to abolish ye QingHan''s memory of Xiandian." Jiuji Taoist seems to be a calm sentence, but there are too many reluctance and unwilling. If they can''t advance to the eternal realm in this life, it''s also excellent to cultivate a powerful eternal person. When they meet genius, they really don''t want to let go.


    They stared at ye QingHan, and their emotions changed.


    Ye QingHan is still practicing and understanding hard. He recalls his shortcomings when he fought with Sanskrit, why he lost, and then continues to improve. At this moment, the speed is even faster than before. The mysterious secret method is like clouds and flowing water, and the change of moves is only one thought.


    ……


    Tongtian sect''s blessed land is a small world that is independent of the big world. It is a small world created by the leader of Tongtian sect. The order and rules in it are more strictly prohibited than the eternal big world. The strong are like clouds, filled with immortal Qi, shrouded in clouds around the sky, Immortals coexist, but there are not many wars.


    There are not many people in Fudi Dongtian, but the practice of martial arts is popular. There are martial arts experts everywhere. The content of Taiji immortal Scripture seems to be open to the people of Fudi Dongtian. Most people have practiced above the eighth floor, and some children have practiced to the tenth floor, which is stronger than the three godsons such as Mo!


    There are many secrets in the Taiji immortal code, and the cross formula is just one of them. If you can cultivate a secret skill to its peak, you can achieve legend level and fight against ten overlords.


    Here is the inside story of Tongtian religion. The three godsons don''t know the situation in Fudi Dongtian. They only know that there is a Fudi Dongtian.


    In an elegant Valley, lakes, pavilions, chimneys, boats, running water, rocks and ancient trees are intertwined into a beautiful fairyland.


    WOW!!


    On one side of the lake, willows hang down and the sun shines. The wooden bridge is more than ten meters deep in the lake. There is a small pavilion forest at the head of the bridge. In the pavilion forest, there is a white haired old man, ragged and lazy, leaning on the chair, sprinkled on his face by the sun and drowsy.


    The old man''s face exudes the flavor of vicissitudes and history, but there is no sense of decay and old. His hair and face are awed.


    The old man had a fishing rod in his hand. He let the fish bite the bait and never pulled the fishing rod up. It seemed that he was really asleep.


    At this time, a slender and beautiful leg appeared in the sight. It was the Sanskrit sound. She took off her boots and crept towards the old man barefoot, with a wicked smile on her face, as if she wanted to frighten the old man.


    The old man seemed to have no consciousness and let the Sanskrit sound approach.


    Five meters, three meters, two meters


    Sanskrit sound appeared behind the old man and was about to roar in his ear, but just after luck, the old man suddenly turned his head and roared like a bell, exploding in the sea of Sanskrit sound.


    "The dead girl is going to scare me again!"


    Boom!!!


    Sanskrit trembled all over, goose bumps burst all over, the brain was like paste, and the body poured straight into the water.


    Ah————————


    "You old man! You scared the hell out of me."


    Sanskrit screamed and puffed several times in a row. He climbed up the bamboo bridge from the water, spit out a big mouthful of river water, and looked at the old man angrily. He was wet and hot in spring, but the old man didn''t even look back and continued to lean against his chair to bask in the sun.


    Seeing that the old man ignored himself, Sanskrit quickly changed a dress, pulled a chair from nowhere, sat beside the old man, and said angrily, "you know how to waste your time all day. Can you be a little promising?"


    The old man squinted at Sanskrit and said lazily, "little girl, do you know what respect for teachers is? It''s a bad habit to disturb the old man''s rest."


    The Sanskrit voice suddenly burst up, stood on the chair, pointed to the old man and roared, "you don''t respect me for being old, and you want me to respect my teachers! When have I not been humiliated by you? Do you want me to respect you?"


    The old man shook his head, took out his ears with his fingers, pounded the drum and said, "people are not big, but the voice is very loud..."


    "Cut the crap. I came to see you for something today. A few days ago, I met a wonderful flower in the big world. Unexpectedly, I learned 50% or 60% of my cross formula after a few moves with me. This bastard heard that he had obtained the flying immortal magic medicine in the territory of covering the sky. He was put in the church as a hostage. Do you think I want to kill him?" the Sanskrit asked in a crisp voice.


    "It''s a pity to kill a martial arts genius with great opportunity. What''s his background?" the old man asked curiously with his eyes slightly open.