Starting with Hundred of Millions of Guardian Spirits

"Uncle Shi, here is Bai Yujing."

After flying all night, Xia Yan and his party finally came to Bai Yujing. Daobao Dao and others were afraid to run away because the head of the Master Tongtian was still in Xia Yan's hands, only following Xia Yan all the way.

The strange thing is that Xia Yan has not paid attention to them, and no one knows what Xia Yan is thinking.

After the group of people passed through the layers of arrays, Xia Yan's eyes suddenly opened up.

On the vast plain, a very high mountain stands alone, as if it is about to stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun. A strange building on the top of the mountain just overlaps with the sun on the sky, as if it is growing in the sun. Average.

"Twelfth Floor..."

With the realm of Xia Yan today, as long as he wanted to see, he could see scenery thousands of miles away.

On that mountain peak, the black shadow building in the sun is exactly a twelve-story tower-shaped building.

"Uncle Shi saw the twelfth floor?"

"In fact, there is the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in the middle of my Baiyujing. Every floor has a vast sea-like magical powers. My disciples in Baiyujing usually use the criteria of climbing several floors."

"Like the new disciples I have been waiting for for a hundred years, those who can reach the second floor are already the best."

The leaders of the nine fairies explained to Xia Yan.

Twelfth floor, ascend and grade...

"Which floor did my senior brother Wu Xie go to?" After he understood, Xia Yan asked curiously.

"Master, he has ascended the twelfth floor. He is the only person in Bai Yujing who has ascended to the twelfth floor." Little Fairy said, her pretty face could not help showing a touch of adoration that could not be concealed.

Xia Yan was not surprised by this, he had long believed that Wu Xie was very strong.

"The twelfth floor, I just don't know which floor can be reached with my current cultivation level." Xia Yan looked at the distant mountain top, a little fascinated.

"I also hope that the master uncle is not surprised, the disciple forgot to tell you, in fact, you don't look at the realm of cultivation when you climb the twelfth floor.

"Huh? Is there such a thing?" Xia Yan looked at the little fairy in surprise.

Something different from what he imagined.

The little fairy hurriedly nodded: “I’m on the twelfth floor of Baiyu Jingzhong. Every floor has a secret method of pavilion. The higher the level, the more difficult it is. The person who can reach the twelfth floor represents the tenth floor of Baiyu Jingzhong. Learn all the secrets on the second floor."

"And I, Bai Yujing, founded the teaching for five thousand years. Except for the ancestor Wu Xie, no one in the past five thousand years has learned the secret method of the twelfth floor."

"It can be said that Shizu and his old man broke the record of Bai Yujing for thousands of years. As for his own record of reaching the twelfth floor, no one has been able to break it yet."

"Even the apprentices who later broke the rules and accepted personally from the Six Realms, let them be the arrogance of the first realm, or even the crown king of a certain era."

"The crown king of a certain era?" Xia Yan heard some information he didn't know. After all, Xia Yan in his previous life had absolutely no chance to touch the current level.

At that time, he could only listen to various rumors, fascinated, but helpless.

In the last life, I didn't do it, but the step I took in this life has the opportunity to complete it.

Life is already very different.

"Crown King, the world of immortals and gods has developed since its inception, and no one knows how much time has passed, but in a certain period, a kind of comparison appeared in the ancient era."

"From the perspective of the sacred creatures and the threshold of ten thousand years of Taoism, every ten thousand years is counted as a small era."

"In every small age of 10,000 years, there will be an amazingly talented and famous powerhouse at the time."

"These people may not be sanctified in the end, and may later become holy, but no matter what, the best in the 10,000-year-old era will be called the crown king of an era by all living beings."

Listening to the little fairy talking, Xia Yan narrowed his eyes slightly.

It turns out that there is still such a existence in this world.

The world is vast and boundless, and as expected, the world cannot be viewed with the mentality of a frog in the bottom of the well.

At the same time, Xia Yan suddenly thought of Little Fairy talking about his fellow disciples.

Among them, is there a champion in the age of ten thousand years?

As if he had sensed the doubts in Xia Yan's heart, the little fairy didn't wait for Xia Yanwen to speak out, but cleverly took the initiative to resolve the confusion for his uncle master: "There are four direct disciples under the master."

"None of us call them masters or the like. We are used to calling them senior sisters and senior brothers."

"Master Sister Lingyun, the alien races in the fourth realm, with different talents, all have the body of the Jiuxuan Taiyin. Her family once opened one day in the wild, known as the Jiuxuantian, and intended to add another day to the thirty-six heavens. , But later, the Inhuman Race gradually declined, and Jiu Xuantian also fell apart."

"However, the elder sister Lingyun is a genius known as the ancestor of the Nine Profound Sky Clan as much as the ancestor of the alien race who opened a world in the big world."

"The ancestor of the master teacher once said in public that in this era, within ten years, aura will surely become holy."

Ten years of sanctification...

In the past, no matter whether it was a great era, the antiquity, or those small eras in the unit of ten thousand years, no Tianjiao in any era dared to say that he could be holy in ten years.

Because of the different times, in previous times, it was as difficult as climbing to heaven to be sanctified, and there were not many holy creatures in the ancient times.

Only the age of mythology, in this current age, is just like what the Bull Demon King said when he first saw Xia Yan.

This is an era that belongs to all living beings. Any creature, whether it is a humble ant or a saint who has been sanctified and revived in this era, has the possibility of setting foot on the holy realm in this era.

Therefore, Lingyun, a big family in the fourth realm like Tianjiao, is very hopeful that it will become holy within ten years.

The little fairy said again: "In addition to the big sister, we also have a big brother. The big brother is a dry old man with a sour smell. He doesn't show up on the mountain or leaks. He likes to read on the 12th floor.

"The second elder brother's name is Chen Shengsheng, he was a champion in a certain era."

"Senior Sister's name is Lin Lin, from the Wild Ancient Demon Race. As for the body, it has never been revealed."

"But it's right that these four are very strong. Except for Little Senior Sister Lin Rin, the rest are in the realm of the god-ranked S-level Da Luo Jinxian."

Monster...

Listening to these four Wu Xie's disciples, Xia Yan suddenly felt a strange feeling.

My senior brother accepting disciples is really teachable, but everyone has it.

Listening to the fairy tales along the way, he flew towards the lonely mountain on the plain.

On the way, Xia Yan greeted Ma Yuan, and after whispering a few words with him, Ma Yuandang knelt down in the void and bowed to Xia Yan nine times.

"The Lord's kindness will be remembered by the Tianma clan for generations!"

After the voice fell, Xia Yan seemed to open an invisible door behind him.

Two little donkeys, one black and one white, bah bah! Little Tianma jumped out happily.

Immediately afterwards, amidst the sound of hula la, an endless group of pegasus appeared!

They are mighty, rushing to the vast plain like a torrent.

This is the real world!

It is the moment when the Tianma tribe has been waiting for too long.

"Long live the Lord!"

"Long live the Lord!"

The sound of horses resounded like a roar of thunder. You don’t need to understand the meaning, but naturally understand.

The nine little fairies were completely dumbfounded, and never expected Xia Yan to have such a hand.

This, what is this?

A flying horse?

Is it a horse race that Gao Lingzhi can practice? !

"Xia Yan, when you first arrived, you were so presumptuous. Who allowed you to run the horse."

Such a big movement naturally shocked the people on the high mountains in the distance.

A beautiful girl with short hair appeared abruptly in front of Xia Yan with a pretty face.

Sister Bai Yujing, Lingyun!