Xie Xuan touched his nose, pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "I dare to ask fellow Daoist Li, where is the 'Purple Qi Tianluo' listed on the Qingtian List?"

Li Wanhe's eyes flashed and he smiled and said, "Purple Qi Tianluo is the highest and mysterious technique in Xiaojing Lake. Even in this world of cultivation that never lacks magical techniques, it is also a first-class technique, and it is listed in the top fifty on the Qingtian List."

"Thank you, Brother Li, for resolving your doubts." Xie Xuan responded, with a smile on his face.

Li Wanhe showed a hint of joy on his face. After this, his old Taoist could see that Xie Xuan was a young bird who had just entered the world of immortal cultivation. The explanation was so detailed that the ultimate goal was to bring the relationship between the two parties closer and make the other party unprepared. Judging from Xie Xuan's reaction, he had already gained a hint of favor from the other party.

What we have to do next is to dispel the other party's intention to prevent it. Xie Xuan smiled coldly in his heart, and he knew Li Wanhe's intentions.

"If I were really a young bird, maybe this song of friendship and encouragement would really be eliminated and I would be heartbroken with you. But for you, you were extremely smart, I miscalculated. I have lived for two hundred years, and I have never seen any conspiracy and tricks openly and secretly. How could I trust you because of this?" Xie Xuan smiled softly, and a gentle smile appeared on his pretty face.

Then, Xie Xuan and Li Wanhe walked together, and Xie Xuan asked about the information of the immortal world without any trace. In order to eliminate Xie Xuan's defense and win over the relationship between the two parties, Li Wanhe answered questions and answered questions. The information this cultivator at the ninth level of Qi Refining knows is extremely rich, far from comparable to the low-level cultivator Xie Xuan asked before.

Gradually, the magnificent, mysterious and gorgeous world of immortal cultivation gradually became real in Xie Xuan's mind. Even Xie Xuan, the person behind the Immortal Sect Market, also had a preliminary understanding.

In fact, during this period of time, there were more than one fairy yard similar to Youzhou. The other eight states under the jurisdiction of Izumo Kingdom all had the same fairy yard, and these nine immortal yards were all controlled by the Yanxia Sect.

Yanxia Sect, a sect with a history of nearly a thousand years, has a strong human immortal who has escaped from the mortal world and set foot in the fairyland. Looking at the entire Izumo Kingdom’s cultivation world, its strength will also rank among the top five. However, once the problem involves Li Wanhe’s origin, Xiaojinghu, etc., let Xie Xuanru strike indirectly, Li Wanhe will also talk about him.

"Well, this question and answer didn't take long, but it ran for more than a hundred miles. The speed of the monk was really amazing." Xie Xuan and Li Wanhe did not fly with the qi, but both of them returned to the innate world after birth, and their qi veins were long. After talking, they had already rushed far away.

Suddenly, Li Wanhe's body was frozen. His speed was as fast as a spark, without any room for maneuver, but this movement and stillness were not a little awkward. The mist was humble, and there was a lot of cold fog around the open entrance of the valley, completely blocking the line of sight.

"Fellow Taoist, the area covered by the fog is where the cold pond is. Let's go in." Li Wanhe pointed to the rolling and flowing fog, like a solid thick fog, and told Xie Xuan.

Xie Xuan showed a puzzled look on his face.

Li Wanhe patted his head and laughed suddenly, "Look at my memory, but I still have time to tell fellow Taoists that although the Youzhou Fairy House special auctioned a foundation-building pill, it attracted many cultivators, but most of them were peak Qi Refining cultivators or immortal cultivation sects. After all, a foundation-building pill is extremely precious, and it is difficult for casual cultivators to have such a wealth to withdraw. Therefore, Taiban monks came to other materials on the market and the cold pond in the valley. In comparison, the latter accounted for a larger proportion."

"Oh, there is such a great attraction in this cold pond?" Xie Xuan was puzzled.

"That's true. There is a snow-soul ice silkworm in this cold pond. It will go ashore every thirty years and shed the cocoon. This cocoon is very tough and does not invade water and fire. Whether it is to make defensive magic weapons or attack magic weapons, it is the best material. If it is made into a Tian Silkworm Clothes, it will calm the mind and accelerate the cultivation. The most important thing is that there is a large amount of spiritual liquid secreted by ice silkworms at the bottom of the cold pond. For ice silkworms, this is the waste discharged, but it is a dream for every Qi Refining Cultivator, because the ice silkworm spiritual liquid has the effect of directly increasing his cultivation, but it is useless for cultivators above the Foundation Establishment Stage."

Li Wanhe nodded and said calmly.

Xie Xuan was silent, looked at Li Wanhe, waved his hand and smiled, "Thank you, Brother Li, for your kindness, but I won't go to this cold pond."

Li Wanhe said in surprise: "Why is this? Do you think that my fellow Taoist distrusts what Li said, or thinks that the ice silkworm cocoons and spiritual liquid do not have such magical effects?"

"It's not so. On the contrary, I believe in Brother Li, so I decided not to go. Since the cocoons and ice silkworm spiritual liquid have that magical effect, I believe that a large number of monks gathered in the cold pond area at this moment. The mana is low and the strength is far less than that of people. How dare I take risks easily? Although the spiritual treasure is charming, it still has to be able to enjoy it?" Xie Xuan touched his nose and spread his hands helplessly.

Li Wanhe's eyes were fixed, he stared at Xie Xuan for a moment, sighed deeply, and turned around and said, "My fellow Taoist is young and rare to be so cautious. I believe that in the future, I will become a new star in the immortal world. Everyone has their own ambitions. Since Mr. Mei is unwilling to go to the Hantan, we will part with us."

"Goodbye!" Xie Xuan bowed.

"Oh, Li and fellow Taoist Mu hit it off at first sight, and they were having fun talking. Unexpectedly, they broke up after a moment. It was so regretful." Li Wanhe looked at Xie Xuan deeply, with a hint of regret in his voice.

Xie Xuan smiled slightly, stomped his feet, and the fierce impact force instantly shattered the ground. Xie Xuan took advantage of the momentum to soar into the sky, penetrated the clouds and climbed into the void dozens of feet. With a turning point out of thin air, it disappeared without a trace.

Boom! The ground sank five or six feet, as if it was directly shattered by thunder.

"In every move, the ground of five feet was shattered and collapsed five or six feet." Li Wanhe's pupils suddenly shrank. When Xie Xuan stomped on the ground with one foot, even he felt his heart trembling and his soul was a little dazed.

"If this young man switched to martial arts before building the foundation, he might be able to enter the realm of human and immortals..."

Such thoughts arose in Li Wanhe's mind, his eyes flashed slightly, and his body shook into the thick fog. When he was covered by the fog, he could see nothing.

Half an hour later-"Hey, Mu Qingliu seems to have really left." Suddenly, Li Wanhe flashed in place and murmured.

...

Xie Xuan flew to the north, and thought that after more than twenty miles of land, he landed on the ground. Most of the deep valleys were flat valleys, and then the cold pond occupied the largest position, followed by dangerous places such as gullies, steep cliffs, and caves.

Xie Xuan had no idea of ​​exploring the central cold pond. For example, the places like that, the ones gathered must be the top cultivators in the valley. There is no need to take risks for this. If you just want to improve your cultivation, it would be better to use the Beiming Divine Art to absorb the true essence and magic power directly, which is faster than any spiritual treasure.

After learning a lot of information about the cultivation world from Li Wanhe, it was an unexpected gain for Xie Xuan. Although he had not found out the "Purple Qi Tianluo" he coveted, Xie Xuan was not in a hurry. As long as Li Wanhe was alive, there was always a way to let him speak. Even if Li Wanhe died, wouldn't he still have Xiaojinghu?

What's more, Xie Xuan now knows that although "Purple Qi Tianluo" is profound and mysterious, there are still dozens of magical powers in this world, and the profoundness is still on it. For the current plan, the best way is to enhance one's own strength.

Between the cliffs, Xie Xuan opened a cave for several people to enter. He transported the true energy to bring a huge rock to seal the cave and immersed in a sealed space. After completing all this, Xie Xuan crushed the vortex nebula, transformed the magic power of the three levels of Qi refining, and sacrificed the breath-catching talisman and the air-measuring bell again.

With his original magic power of refining Qi, he could only exert one hundred of the power at most when he activated these two extraordinary treasures. Now, he used the magic power of refining Qi to reach more than 30%. In this deep valley, his spiritual consciousness is obscure and stagnant, and even a peak cultivator at the foundation building may not be able to detect it.

Although the true essence and magic power can be transformed into each other under the foundation building and concentration of the spirit, in general, few monks will do this kind of transformation and transform into a kind of power. Not only is the initial power of the nature relatively weakened, but because the body is compatible with two energy, it will even block the practice.

For immortal cultivators, converting magic power into true energy is completely a self-requirement. Even if they have the true energy of martial arts, they do not have the corresponding combat awareness. If martial arts practitioners convert the true energy into magic power, even though they have obtained the ability to control the air, their speed is far less than that of cultivators, and they still cannot take the lead in the battle. Moreover, controlling the two types of energy will consume double the power of soul and mind.

Xie Xuan had no idea about these things at all.

However, even if he knew, Xie Xuan would transform some magic power. With his peak level of concentration, he was enough to deal with the loss of his mind. In addition, his consciousness that was comparable to the peak of the human immortal in his previous life, he had no worries about the blockage of cultivation.

He activated the breath-catching talisman and the air-testing bell, and there was no worries. Xie Xuan thought and took out two Taoist books from the storage bag, but it was Nanhua Sect's "Nanhua Fire Control Art" and the "Sword Consolidation Technique" of the Gu Jianyuan.

Xie Xuan had read these two Taoist books briefly, but now he has carefully studied them in this cave. However, Xie Xuan did not intend to practice. "Nanhua Fire Control Art" is only a basic magic, and "Swordsman" is only a method of refining Qi. Except for some of the small methods that are worth learning from, it has no value for cultivation.

After knowing the five lists of the world, the nine holy places, and the seven major sects, Xie Xuan would be more interested in these low-level skills.

After closing the "Nanhua Fire Control Art", Xie Xuan was secretly shocked. There were hundreds of primary fire-type spells recorded in this book of Taoist art alone. He remembered the descriptions and functions of these Taoist arts in his heart. Xie Xuan opened "Sword and Sword Technique".

This book of "The Sword and Sword Technique" is only a few thousand words. In a moment, Xie Xuan finished reading it and thought a little. He had already understood the essence of "The Sword and Sword Technique". After all, compared with his consciousness at the peak of human immortality in his previous life, this book of skills that only have the Qi refining level is not difficult to understand.

"The Art of Swords" is a method of nourishing flying swords. It requires monks to spit out essence and blood on the immortal sword, lingering the sword body with their spiritual sense, and over the years, it can reach a state of resonance, making the flying sword a part of the cultivator's body, like an arm and finger, all of which can control the sword with their spirit.

Speaking of which, it is nothing more than a method to make the "man and sword unite".

"I don't know how many levels of the skills I practiced in my previous life, but I'm afraid that the fourth level alone can be compared to the peak of the human immortal. Compared with this "Swordsmanship", it's the difference between heaven and earth."

"The first level of acquired cultivation, tempering impurities in the body; the second level of acquired cultivation returns to the innate, enters the stage of transformation; the third level is the Divine Martial Saint, the fourth level of Nirvana, and becomes a human immortal."

Xie Xuan thought silently.

Xie Xuan has practiced the Wuming Art for two hundred years and is very familiar with all the stages of cultivation. As long as he enters the stage of concentration, he can practice the third level of the Wuming Art for only 20 years. At most, he can recover his cultivation level at the peak of the human immortals in his previous life. At the age of less than 40 years, he enters the Mirror of Nirvana and becomes the peak existence among human immortals. Even in the Middle Earth Continent where talents are abundant and genius emerge, it is enough to shock the cultivators in the world.

"However, there are countless powerful people in China, and humans and immortals are far from the peak. If I want to reach the peak and traverse all directions, I cannot follow the old path of my previous life."

Xie Xuan decided to pay attention and no longer thought about it. His mind was immersed in the state of no sorrow or joy. The sixth level vortex nebula slowly moved in his body, constantly changing, as if it was evolving the cycle of birth and death in the universe. The nebula continued to collapse and reunited again.

Hissing! Beiming's true energy rose and turned into strands of gossip, like pythons. The poisonous dragons tangled and gathered together, becoming stronger and stronger. Small snakes transformed into giant pythons and swam dragons.

Boom! The sixth level vortex nebula instantly shattered and turned into starry dots, like a galaxy in the sky, spreading a bright starry road. Tear! It was like tearing open a hole in the boundless starry sky. Although it was subtle, it sprinkled a dazzling golden light. A thread of golden light spread out from the vortex nebula, like a small sun, and the golden light instantly enveloped the sixth level vortex nebula.

Boom! After the golden light completely covered the vortex nebula, the light suddenly gathered and turned into wisps of golden streams, gathering towards the central nebula, condensing a ray of golden aura.

The will of Xiao Sha came to the center of the vortex nebula at the same time. Although this will cannot compete with the will of the vortex nebula that transforms into a black hole and devours all things, it is sharp and cold, with a sense of impulse, just like a sharp sword lying in the center of the nebula, which is breathtaking.

A wisp of six-mechanical sword intent finally condensed in the vortex nebula.

Xie Xuan's face did not change at all, he was as calm as water, his mind was silent, he devoted himself to practice, completely abandoned external things, and continued to strengthen the six-mechanical sword intent.

For four consecutive days, it was flowing away rapidly in such a practice without distractions.

A ray of sky light cracked open the sky, and the sun scattered down. The deep valley formation changed in a wave of changes, gradually returning to nothingness in a ripples and turmoil. The word "Fangshi" in the misty clouds and mists became real from illusion and ethereality.

Seven days have passed.

Xie Xuan opened his eyes, his body shook, and an invisible aura spread out. When he was forced by this power, the huge rock that blocked the cave instantly exploded like a missile bombardment.

...

At this moment, the sixth-grade Youzhou Martial Arts Association also ushered in the last duel. The Youzhou Martial Arts Association is related to the interests of the five major forces. For young warriors, it is not only a shortcut to become famous, but also a baptism of martial arts. Those who can enter the final stage in one competition have gained considerable gains.

In the sixth-grade competition area, the warriors who are not as good as those in the seventh-grade competition area, and there are most of the warriors who are watching the battles of the sixth-grade competition area and confirm their own martial arts, they will gain more benefits than the advanced competition area.

"I didn't expect that the little girl in Lingxiao Sect could have reached this point?"

"Yes, Xiao Ruoxu made a mistake this time. Not only did he accidentally die four of the sect sects, but he couldn't even find out who the murderer was. He suffered such a huge loss. He barely gathered four disciples with sixth level cultivation to go up, but he was defeated one by one by the little girl. But he was not a disciple of Ling Xiao, hehe..."

"Youzhou Martial Society, Lingxiao Sect is afraid of falling apart this time."

"Hmph, compared to Nanhua Sect, what is the loss of Lingxiao Sect? "There was endless discussion off the court.
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