The Immortal Spiritual Picture

The reason is simple. In the following twelve years, almost every year, a new cultivator of the Refining Void appeared in the Gu family.

The frequency and success rate were so high that even Zhong Shi, who was not very concerned about these things, was amazed.

You know, although the spiritual world is rich in various materials and there are many means to assist the cultivators of the God Transformation to advance to the Refining Void, they are all expensive and difficult to obtain without exception. Even the combined forces cannot provide enough resources for the advancement of every cultivator of the God Transformation;

Moreover, there is no free lunch in the world. Even for the combined forces or even the Mahayana sect, various opportunities for advancement are not free. It still requires the disciples to diligently exchange for opportunities for advancement in various ways.

And the many cultivators of the late stage of the God Transformation in the Gu family in front of them seem to have been in seclusion all the time?

Could it be that this Gu family provides all cultivators of the late stage of the God Transformation with the opportunity of Refining Void for free?

Shi Po and Wu Ling really couldn't figure it out.

But they were really surprised by this Gu family.

They seemed to be witnessing the rapid growth of a virtual refining force, but they didn't know when the Gu family would be able to go further and become a combined force; and how far the Gu family could go in the end.

Just when many cultivators of the Gu family were practicing in seclusion, outside the Land of Spiritual Destruction, there was Shuangyu Realm.

As one of the six realms and two domains of the human race in the spiritual world, Shuangyu Realm has a vast territory. Most importantly, the human race's Mahayana forces Luohua Cave and Shangmeng are both in this realm.

These two Mahayana forces of the human race are also relatively special among the Mahayana forces of the human race; Shangmeng is a business organization with complex identities of the senior management inside the business, and the specific station is not large;

As for Luohua Cave, its overall scale is smaller than that of Shangmeng, and its disciples are more than half less than those of Mahayana forces such as Wanfo Wuxiang Sect or Tianyi Sect.

If not, even if Shuangyu Realm is vast and produces a lot of spiritual objects, it is probably not able to support two Mahayana forces.

Many cultivators know that there are two Mahayana forces stationed in Shuangyu Realm, but few people know that there is a Jinchao Palace in Shuangyu Realm. It is magnificent and magnificent, but it is not on the ground, but high in the clouds. Looking around, you can overlook the four realms of the human race, and the mountains and rivers are all at your feet.

Jinchao Palace is luxurious and majestic, standing on top of thousands of peaks. When it was built, it cost countless precious spiritual objects, but after it was successfully built, no one lived there for a long time. To this day, it has only been used a few times.

And on this day, there was a rare trace of human presence in the huge Jinchao Palace.

I saw a green light coming from the east, like a meteor flashing in front of the Jinchao Palace.

The green light flashed and dissipated, and a man holding a folding fan and wearing a black and white robe and crane cloak revealed his true face.

He had a very good face. Although his eyebrows were not sharp, he had a pair of charming phoenix eyes. With a faint smile on his lips and a golden embroidered belt around his waist, he was wearing a fragrant pendant, jade pendant, jade pendant and other exquisite and precious things. He looked like a romantic and amorous young man in a storybook.

At this moment, he stood in front of the huge gate of Jinzhao Palace, raised his head slightly to look at the plaque of Jinzhao Palace, and said with a smile:

"If there is wine today, get drunk today, and if there is no wine tomorrow, worry tomorrow.

What a good name!"

However, at this moment, a dark cloud-like escape light quickly passed by him and entered Jinzhao Palace. Even when passing by him, the dark cloud sneered "huh".

The smiling expression on the face of the romantic young man suddenly cracked.

He patted the folding fan in his palm twice, then he straightened his sleeves, spread the folding fan, and stepped into Jinzhao Palace.

At the same time, in the main hall of Jinchao Palace, six thrones stood tall, and three people were already sitting on them.

A closer look revealed that among the three people, the one sitting on the far left was an old man in brocade clothes with his feet on the ground. He looked a little plump, with a black beard around his lips. Overall, he looked like an ordinary wealthy businessman, but his aura was unfathomable.

Sitting next to the wealthy old businessman was a middle-aged Confucian scholar.

He was dressed in an orthodox Confucian robe, with straight eyebrows and meticulous beard and hair. At this moment, he was sitting cross-legged on the throne, and his expression was as solemn as the statues in the temple.

As for the last one, he was sitting on the first one on the right.

Unlike the first two, although this one was also sitting on the seat, he was much more wild. He supported his head with one hand and stepped on the edge of the throne. There was a hint of tyranny and coldness between his eyebrows.

If he had more golden cups in his hands and a beautiful woman in his arms, he might be the king who led his army to conquer the vast country and enjoyed luxury and indulgence in the legendary history books.

Strangely, although the three people sat together, they had no intention of talking. They all closed their eyes and seemed to be waiting for something.

The atmosphere was as quiet as death.

When the romantic young man came here, he saw this scene.

For such a strange atmosphere, the romantic young man did not show any surprise on his face. He just waved his fan slightly and greeted the three people.

"Three, long time no see."

The old man who looked like a wealthy businessman responded first,

"It's been exactly 342 years, Cave God."

The other two did not even move their eyelids.

The Cave God mentioned by the wealthy old man was naturally the romantic young man in front of him, who was also the master of Luohua Cave, a great power of the human race in the spiritual world, and was respectfully called Cave God.

The romantic young man put away his folding fan, said "You are too polite, Daoist Fellow Zishen", and walked to the second throne on the right and sat down.

After he sat down, he did not continue to chat with the people present, but admired his folding fan by himself, as if there was some Xuantian treasure on it.

The atmosphere fell into a dead silence again.

However, what made people feel weird was that these four people sat together, although there was no communication at all, the atmosphere was inexplicably frightening. Fortunately, there were no other cultivators in the Jinchao Palace at this moment, otherwise they would be sitting on pins and needles.

About half an hour later, the one sitting on the far right suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were like torches, and he said:

"Emperor Qi is here."

This simple sentence made the cave god sitting next to him look at him several more times.

The rich old man, Zishen, who was called Zishen by the cave god, frowned and opened his eyes when he heard the words. His consciousness swept around and his brows were furrowed.

The next moment, in the main hall of Jinchao Palace, a weak spiritual fluctuation awakened several people present, and with a spiritual light, a cultivator in black and gold clothes suddenly appeared in their sight.

After seeing the appearance of the person, the cave god first glanced at the person beside him, and then smiled and greeted,

"Emperor Qi is a little late this time."

Emperor Qi looked at him and nodded slightly, as a response, and then his eyes swept over the other people present,

"Fellow Daoist Zi Can, Fellow Daoist Shang Ming, Lord You."

Emperor Qi didn't smile much, but Zi Can and others were all smiling and polite, and their expressions were quite respectful.

Even Zui Chunqiu, who was sitting on the far right and was called Lord You by Emperor Qi, did not continue to frown with a cold face.

After greeting several people, Emperor Qi's figure blurred, and the next moment he appeared in the third seat on the right.

So far, only the third seat on the left hand side of the six thrones was empty.

The atmosphere also changed at this moment.

Zi Can looked at Emperor Qi, then at the Cave God, and asked tentatively:

"I heard that Emperor Qi fought a bloody battle with the Wing Clan Mahayana in the space turbulence a few years ago, but his injuries were not healed, so he came a little late?"

Emperor Qi's expression did not change, and a flash of sarcasm passed through his eyes; the Cave God sitting next to him twitched his mouth.

Zui Chunqiu next to the Cave God also frowned.

Emperor Qi looked at Zi Can, his expression was indifferent, but Zi Can felt that he was in the coldest days of winter, as if several years had passed. Emperor Qi said:

"What?

Did Daoist Fellow Zi Can get some magic pills?"

The Chamber of Commerce where the old man Zi Can was located was the first Chamber of Commerce of the human race in the spiritual world. It was powerful, and there were countless high-level spiritual objects circulating in the Chamber of Commerce every year.

Zi Shen smiled awkwardly upon hearing this,

"It's not so easy to get a magic pill;

I am just worried about Emperor Qi. After all, if Emperor Qi is hurt, it will be a loss for our entire human race."

Zui Chunqiu's eyes flashed with disdain.

Emperor Qi looked away,

"Then Daoist Fellow Zi Shen is worried about the wrong person."

Emperor Qi raised his eyebrows slightly when he was halfway through speaking,

"Venerable Yuan Hong is here."

Everyone present had a serious expression upon hearing this.

Venerable Yuan Hong is a Mahayana cultivator of the Wanfo Wuxiang Sect of the human race in the Spirit Realm, and is also the Mahayana cultivator with the highest cultivation level in the human race in the Spirit Realm, with great reputation and popularity.

Now that the Mahayana cultivators of the human race have gathered here, it is also the intention of Venerable Yuan Hong.