"Bang!"

Another morning, the purity in the courtyard was suddenly broken by a loud sound. A human-shaped stone sculpture nearly two meters high burst and broke in the waist. The upper half of the stone sculpture flew out several meters away and landed on the ground with only the two legs connected to the butt standing still.

"Seventy Divine Orifices! The power has indeed increased a lot!"

In front of the stone carving's legs, Su Ye grinned, and his right fist was still attacking. An unconcealed excitement flashed in his dark eyes.

This is the 20th day that Su Ye has obtained the "Great Yin and Yang Sutra".

After obtaining that kind of spiritual method, Su Ye either practiced in Luoyan Valley or in the Immortal Pavilion almost day and night. When he was tired, he would take care of his body and understand the secrets of spiritual method. After his spirit was restored, he would use the spiritual method to impact the dead hole.

After twenty days, Su Ye had a deeper understanding of the "Great Yin and Yang Sutra". In the past ten days, the dead orifices that were blocked in his body were almost opened at a speed of one per day, and it was not until the last few days that the speed slowed down slightly. Even so, the speed was extremely terrifying.

Not only was the dead holes being opened up, but as the body gradually improved, Su Ye's physical strength was also increasing rapidly.

Ten years ago, Su Ye had discovered that after more than thirty-six divine orifices had, the power would increase a little more with each addition of divine orifices. It was not very obvious at the beginning, but as the divine orifices became more and more, the increase in power became larger and larger.

Su Ye did not open the Divine Court, did not break through to the Death Realm, and could not refine the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the spiritual power he possessed, nor could he practice offensive spiritual methods. However, when he had fifty-two divine orifices two years ago, his power was even better than that of the early stage cultivators in the Death Realm.

"In terms of power alone, I should have surpassed the mid-stage cultivator of the Death Realm." Su Ye narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Well? Why is there such a big noise early in the morning?"

A door on the side door of the courtyard opened, and Su Zhen walked out with a tall and burly figure.

After scanning his eyes, he saw the upper half of the stone sculpture lying on the ground. Su Zhen shouted in pain: "Ao, my baby..." When he glanced at Su Ye with a silly smile, his two thick, thick white eyebrows immediately stood up.

Something is not good!

Su Ye quickly put down his arm and shrank his neck: "Grandpa, I'm going to clean the Dengxian Pavilion." Without waiting for Su Zhen to respond, he rushed out of the courtyard.

Su Ye slipped away, and Su Zhen's two raised eyebrows drooped down.

"This brat, I ran down..." Su Zhen laughed and scolded, but before the word "fast" was released, it stuck in his throat. However, Su Ye slipped back and looked around secretly at the gate of the courtyard, making Su Zhen wonder whether he should continue to laugh or reply to his previous look of straight eyebrows and eyes.

"Don't come in yet?"

Su Zhen was a little embarrassed, his old face twitched slightly, and he shouted in a low voice, "What else is there? Tell me!"

When Su Ye heard this, he hurriedly ran in and smiled and said, "Grandpa, I want to go to 'Lingyin Mountain' to practice."

"Lingyin Mountain?"

Hearing this, Su Zhen didn't care about it and frowned in surprise, "Ye'er, that place is not something you can go to now."

Lingyin Mountain is just a small mountain in Gumu City. The scenery is not very good, but a Yuan Condensing Formation was arranged by the three families of Su, Tang and Qin to hire a mage to arrange it. Because of the Yuan Condensing Formation, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth in Lingyin Mountain is much richer than that of Luoyan Valley and is much more violent. It is very suitable for cultivators in the Death Realm. The younger generation of the Death Realm children from the three families basically practice there every day.

But it was not beneficial to the cultivator who had not broken through to the Death Realm. Su Ye suddenly said that he wanted to go to Lingyin Mountain to practice, which naturally made Su Zhen difficult to understand.

"Grandpa, have you forgotten the fifth-grade spiritual method taught me by my ancestors?"

Su Ye smiled and said, "I have practiced in Luoyan Valley and Dengxian Pavilion these two days. I feel more and more that I am not very good at using spiritual energy. I have to change the place." Every time I open up a dead hole these days, it takes more and more time. Su Ye has long wanted to change the cultivation environment.

"That's the case..."

Su Zhen hesitated. Although he did not ask Su Ye's cultivation results every day, he could feel that his grandson was changing every day, and his mood became much happier. At this time, when he heard Su Ye talk about the spiritual methods taught by his ancestors in his dream, he felt a little moved, but he was difficult to make up his mind. Su Ye was his only grandson. If he suffered any harm in Lingyin Mountain, he would really regret it.

Su Ye smiled and said, "Grandpa, don't worry, I'm not an ignorant child. I'll go to Lingyin Mountain to try it out first. If I can't adapt, I'll come back soon."

"Okay." Su Zhen finally nodded.

"Thank you, grandpa, you have to give me a token, otherwise Uncle Xuefeng won't let me into the mountain."

"Yes! Yes you!"

“…”

Lingyin Mountain is located northeast of Gumu City, and the highest point is only a few hundred meters. However, standing on the top of the mountain, it is enough to overlook the whole city.

There is a wall of more than ten meters high around the hill, and there is only an entrance in the southwest corner.

Like Luoyan Valley, Lingyin Mountain is also shared by the three families of Su, Tang and Qin. The reason for this is that its purpose is very simple. The children of the three families can easily arouse their competitive spirit than any words, which is quite beneficial to the long-term development of the three major families.

As long as this competition is controlled within a certain range, it will be harmless.

At the entrance of Lingyin Mountain, an exquisite small hall was built, with three spiritual commissaries taking charge every day to prevent outsiders from entering.

Among the three, the monk from the Su family was named Su Xuefeng, and his cultivation had reached the late stage of the Lingtong Realm.

"Crushing to the Xuan Realm... I'm afraid there is no hope in this life..."

On the right side of the hall, Su Xuefeng, wearing a green robe, sat cross-legged on the cushion, his eyes slightly closed and his face calm, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

It has been more than ten years since he broke through to the late stage of the Lingtong Realm. Although he has been practicing diligently over the years and has not relaxed at all, he has always been unable to take the last step and enter the Chongxuan Realm. Although he knew that this was limited by his qualifications and could not be forced, he was still quite regretful.

"Where did you come from? You haven't gone out yet. This Lingyin Mountain is not a place you can come from!"

Suddenly, Su Xuefeng heard a cold scolding. It was Qin Song's voice. A spiritual communication cultivator from the Qin family had been in seclusion for more than ten years. He had just left the seclusion recently and was sent to Lingyin Mountain to take charge. Like him, he was in the late stage of the spiritual communication cultivator.

I think the little guy, who was a little curious, ran in.

Such things are not uncommon, and Su Xuefeng didn't care. Just as he calmed down and continued to practice, he heard another clear voice: "Hey, isn't this Su Ye? Brother Qin, this is a boy from the Su family. I think there is something to ask Brother Xuefeng to let him in?"

"Su Ye?"

Su Xuefeng subconsciously bounced his eyelids and looked over. The figure of a boy in black immediately entered his sight. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a slender body and a handsome face. At this moment, he was smiling and walked towards him with a light step.

"I have seen Uncle Xuefeng." Su Ye shouted from afar.

"Xiaoye, why are you here?"

Su Xuefeng's solemn face showed a gentle smile. He and Su Lie had a very good relationship and saw Su Ye like his nephew.

When he finished speaking, he felt a little surprised in his heart. After only a month of not seeing him, Su Ye seemed to have become a different person. In the past, this 18-year-old boy always had an indelible layer of dusk energy, but now Su Ye is full of confidence in his eyebrows and eyes, and his whole body is full of vitality.

Su Ye soon came to Su Xuefeng: "Uncle Xuefeng, I came to Lingyin Mountain to practice."

"Come to Lingyin Mountain to practice?"

The cold voice sounded again, but he sneered, "I want to come to Lingyin Mountain to practice before I even reached the realm of death. Brother Xuefeng, you guy Su's son has no problem with his brain, right?" The speaker sat cross-legged at the door of the hall, about 40 years old, with thin cheeks and deep eye sockets. It was Qin Song.

A handsome middle-aged man not far from Qin Song laughed in silence: "Su Ye, are you kidding?"

This person is Tang Yuanshan from the Tang family.

Like Su Xuefeng and Qin Song, Tang Yuanshan was also a cultivator in the late stage of Lingtong Realm.

"What a nonsense!"

Su Xuefeng frowned and his face slightly darkened, "Xiaoye, go back quickly, this Lingyin Mountain is harmful and useless for the time being." Although his tone was stern, he showed concern for Su Ye.

Su Yesi had expected Su Xuefeng to react like this and smiled and said, "Uncle Xuefeng, it was Grandpa who asked me to come." With his palm flipped, a three-finger-sized emerald jade plaque was revealed, with a dragon-flying and phoenix-danced character "Zhen", which was Su Zhen's token.

"Three Elders?"

Su Xuefeng took the token and looked at Su Ye suspiciously. He did not suspect that the token was fake or stolen. He just didn't understand why the third elder Su Zhen allowed Su Ye to enter Lingyin Mountain. Didn't he know that Lingyin Mountain is not suitable for Su Ye's current practice?

Seeing that Su Xuefeng didn't make a sound for a while, Su Ye couldn't help saying, "Uncle Xuefeng, can I go in?"

"Go!"

Su Xuefeng frowned and looked at Su Ye, and finally waved his hand. No matter what Su Zhen intended, he would never harm his only grandson. He must have a reason to do this, "Xiao Ye, remember, if there is something wrong, come out immediately and don't force it."

"I understand! Uncle Xuefeng, I'm leaving."

Su Ye nodded with a smile and walked quickly towards the back of the palace. In the blink of an eye, Su Ye had already passed by the palace and disappeared.

"Brother Xuefeng, what does Elder Su Zhen mean? He actually asked his grandson to come to Lingyin Mountain to practice?" Tang Yuanshan with a strange look withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but speak.

"What else can it mean? Just be confused!" Qin Song said sarcastically.

"Qin Song, shut up! It's not your turn, the Qin family, to interfere with the third elder of the Su family!" Su Xuefeng's eyes turned cold and he scolded sternly, and almost the moment he spoke, a powerful sense of oppression swept towards Qin Song like a storm.

"Su Xuefeng! You..."

Qin Song was furious and bounced up, his face even more gloomy, but there was a deep fear hidden in his eyes. Tang Yuanshan laughed at this and quickly tried to smooth things over: "Brother Xuefeng, Brother Qin, all relieve your breath, don't let the juniors in Lingyin Mountain come to see our joke..."
Chapter completed!