"Oh..." Xiao Hua smiled bitterly, and said to himself, "Grandma, at this time, Xiao's cultivation level must be examined. It seems that this Haoming Palace is not only a projection of Lan Cichen's soul, but also a place to examine Xiao's strength!"

Immediately, Xiao Hua's magic power was activated, and a heavy thunder rushed towards the aura projected by the soul as if it was a torrent that had flowed thousands of miles away! "Rumbling..." Although it was not as good as the thunder torrent, the passage of the thunder torrent still hit a passage of several feet, leading straight to the center of Haoming Palace! Xiao Hua's body flashed, and under the heavy pressure of this aura, he teleported to a large piece of bluestone in the center!

As soon as Xiao Hua's figure was revealed on the bluestone, he saw the bluestone explode with a "boom...", and tens of thousands of gravels covered Xiao Hua's figure. The gravel was also a sealed magic circle, imprisoning Xiao Hua's magic power, etc.

"Not good!" Xiao Hua was shocked and felt something bad in his heart. However, when Xiao Hua's eyes fell, Mo Lian's expression was also surprised. Obviously, he didn't know that the bluestone in the center of Haoming Palace had such changes.

Sure enough, the bluestone magic circle had just been born, and the projection of the soul was smiling: "Zhengren Xiao is indeed a believer. Please wait. I will use the leader of this sect to mobilize the formation of Haoming Palace to induce the real person, so I have to estimate the real person's magic power first!"

While speaking, the projection of the soul said a few more words to Mo Lianxi, but when he saw a sudden look on Mo Lianxi's face, he slowly pinched his hands, and a soul that looked like a real person appeared on the top of his head. As the soul fluctuated like water patterns, Lan Cichen's projection of the soul began to vibrate. When the waves of the two souls approached, Lan Cichen's projection of the soul turned into a thread, and the twisted light and shadow fell into Mo Lianxi's soul. Mo Lianxi's appearance began to change, and he finally became a stunning beauty!

The woman glanced at Xiao Hua, pursed her lips and smiled, and grabbed her slender fingers. The inexplicable waves came from her hands, and no magic tricks were produced. "Buzz..." A roar sound came from around Haoming Palace. All the star fragments on the prehistoric catalog that Xiao Hua had seen before emitted a faint star-moon power, flew out from all parts of the hall, slowly gathered above Xiao Hua's head. After a few breaths, all the fragments disappeared. An elliptical sphere appeared in the air. The sphere was full of starlight, and there were strange lights and shadows in the starlight!

"Start..." As the woman pinched the magic trick again, the entire Haoming Palace began to spin, and the numerous prehistoric catalogs rushed out from the four walls of the palace, turned into light and shadow and fell into the middle of the elliptical sphere. As the light and shadow fell in, the sphere seemed to have heavier and slowly fell. When the light in the hall dimmed, all prehistoric catalogs fell into the sphere. The sphere had already fallen on Xiao Hua's top door!

The sphere is so heavy that Xiao Hua's figure is a little distorted. Xiao Hua's face turned a little pale. He could really feel the power contained in the sphere. He almost cursed Lan Cichen in his heart. This is not a way to incite himself, it is a rhythm that will kill him!

"Boom..." As Lan Cichen smiled a little, Xiao Hua felt a sharp pain in his head, and his eyes went dark. The endless prehistoric catalogues were born like in the legacy world back then, but this catalogue was different from the previous one. Each prehistoric catalog corresponds to a fragment of the star field, combined into a magic formula or a piece of martial arts imprinted into Xiao Hua's mind, inexplicable realms. One by one, the difficult magic formulas and techniques were also born in Xiao Hua's heart. Xiao Hua endured the severe pain, gritted his teeth and persevered, and memorized all the secret techniques of martial arts with his heart! In the eyes of Mo Lianxi and others, Xiao Hua's figure was broken, and each fragment seemed to correspond to a broken catalogue, flashing mysterious light.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiao Hua suddenly felt his mind lighter, and all the strange phenomena disappeared, and Xiao Hua’s body suddenly disappeared. Xiao Hua’s figure lightened, and then he almost collapsed on the ground as if he was exhausted!

"Grandma's..." Xiao cursed inwardly, "Lan Cichen is a madman! Xiao is already a Mahayana monk and cannot accept this secret kung fu technique. Who knows what she got accidentally! How can Xiao practice this? Even if Xiao practices, what kind of realm can he cultivate? How dare Xiao use it?"

However, when Xiao Hua looked up again, Lan Cichen's projection of the soul had already emerged from Mo Lianxi's soul and had long turned into an extremely dim outline. Looking at the entire Haoming Palace, there was no light at all. Anyone with the previous pictures and fragments of the star field were blank, and only the restrictions on the four walls of the palace themselves remained.

"Zhengman Xiao..." Lan Cichen's voice came faintly, "I can only do this. I hope the real person can be satisfied and can spread the seeds of my incense sect..."

Before Lan Cichen could finish her words, the entire projection of the soul turned into broken fireflies and slowly fell in the air. Even in the hall, countless powders also floated down. These powders exuded a fragrance, filling the entire hall!

Xiao Hua raised his hand and wanted to use magic power to sweep the powder into nothing. But he raised his hand and an unspeakable feeling arose from his heart. Two unknown poems appeared in his mind: "The silkworm will not be able to die until the silk is gone, and the candle will not only dry out when it turns into ashes." No matter how domineering and rude Lan Cichen's methods are, she is unparalleled in the kindness of her disciples of the later generations of the Incense Sect. As a Taoist senior, she has long surpassed the ninth level of the transformation path. In order to survive the nephew of the next life, facing Xiao Hua, the backwards, she still holds the rituals of her peers and calls herself "I'm sorry". This alone is enough to make Xiao Hua, who is soft but not hard, feel moved. Isn't the floating fluff and fragrance in the sky the same heart that Lan Cichen has been fond of for the Incense Sect?

Xiao Hua thought so, Mo Lianxi and others naturally thought about it. They all raised their heads and let the powder fall on themselves, let the powder fall on their faces and heads...

What's strange is that the broken fireflies transformed by Lan Cichen's soul projection also fell, most of them fell on Xiao Hua, and a small part fell on the body of Mo Lianxi and four others. As soon as these broken fireflies touched everyone's skin, they immediately merged into everyone's bodies. A strange feeling arises from everyone's heart, as if their minds were solid, and as if their Taoist realm was solid. And while the soul projection fell, the powder also merged into everyone's body, and the colorful halos overflowed from everyone's top door...

In just half a cup of tea, Lan Cichen's soul projection completely disappeared, and the powder full of the hall also fell on the bluestone ground, and everyone woke up as if they were dreaming.

"Disciple thanks the ancestor!" Mo Lianxi and others felt ecstasy on their faces, and they all bowed to the ground to thank him. Xiao Hua was a little confused, but he also knew that this was Lan Cichen's kindness, so he bowed to the air.

After a while, Mo Lianxi and others got up from the ground, looked at Haoming Palace, which had basically become a ruin, and said with a wry smile: "Zhengren Xiao, I believe the real person has understood the whole story of this matter. It's not that I didn't say it before, but that I didn't know it at all."

Xiao Hua nodded and said, "President Mo, please rest assured. Since Xiao has agreed to Senior Lan, Xiao must do it. As long as Xiao can escape from the ruins, he will definitely bring out the Taoist tradition of the Incense Sect and let the descendants of the Incense Sect spread in other cultivation worlds, so that you can guarantee that you can spread the Incense Sect's incense flavor."

Speaking of this, Xiao Hua hesitated and said again: "In addition, did Senior Lan say that too? She just calculated that she had reached the beginning of the robbery and decided to Xiao's arrival, but she did not determine the end of the great catastrophe, and the incense sect might not necessarily be in this great catastrophe..."

Although Xiao Hua didn't finish his words, Mo Lianxi also understood what Xiao Hua meant. He smiled and said, "We will only make the worst plan. As for whether to live or die, it is God's decision! Grandma's, maybe when the prehistoric star storm comes, the demons in the ruins will scatter, and my ruins will be resolved without fighting!"

Xiao Hua felt quite uncomfortable when he heard Mo Lianxi's words of making fun of suffering, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he simply didn't say much.

"Zhengren Xiao, this place has been abandoned. Let's go to Feihong Palace!" Mo Lianxi looked around and suggested.

Xiao Hua shook his head and replied, "No need. This is arranged by Senior Lan himself. Xiao should deal with the things she is worried about here!"

"Finish!" Mo Lianxi didn't neglect, and replied, turning his head and asked, "Elder Chang... I believe that at this time, you already understand the task assigned to you by this sect when you took office as an elder that day?"

The white-clothed scholar Chang Min said respectfully: "My subordinates know that they are guilty, and they apologize to the head! On that day, the subordinates suspected that the head of the sect were all not understanding the secret!"

"Oh, Chang Min, do you think the head of this sect likes to take on this position!" Mo Lian sighed, "Since my head of taking over the incense sect, I have to work hard every day. So how is the life that the head of this sect wants?"

"Cough cough..." Xiao Hua couldn't help coughing. Looking at the scholar with bitter face, he felt really sad! He was just a move to drive the duck to put it on the shelves and had already made the fortune!

Unfortunately, Mo Lianxi misunderstood Xiao Hua. He thought Xiao Hua reminded him not to waste time, so he hurriedly said to Chang Min again: "The 30,000 male and female disciples you sent to the forbidden area are all safe now?"

"Yes!" Chang Min bowed, "According to the command of the leader, his subordinates secretly recruited 15,000 male disciples and 15,000 female disciples from all over the country. They were all of the high-quality people and sent them to the forbidden area where I preached the incense sect and taught the basic skills of this sect."
Chapter completed!