The old man was suddenly startled, his eyes suddenly turned white, and then a white light exploded from the old man's body.
Xiao Hei was hiding in the void and could not resist it. The void where it was located shook violently and was peeled off directly. Xiao Hei followed the piece of void that was stripped away and flew hundreds of feet away, fiercely
The ground hit a boulder.
The boulder instantly split into pieces and shattered. Xiao Hei stood up unsteadily, and a stream of bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
The mysterious old man suddenly sat up, and his snow-white eyes recovered again. He saw Xiao Lin in the distance at a glance, and immediately showed a horrified expression, but at this time, his consciousness was blurred.
The powerful medicine of Meng Qianqian hit him. The old man rolled his eyes and lay down again.
The sudden change shocked Xiao Lin. If this mysterious old man was really the missing Mahayana monk in the human race, as he estimated, if he offended him, even if he was seriously injured, he would
There is no way he can be his opponent.
Just when Xiao Lin saw the old man looking at him, his heart was in his throat, and he was about to turn around and run away, but the mysterious old man suddenly turned over and fell down.
Xiao Lin immediately thought that this was the effect of Meng Qianqian's medicine. Seeing that Meng Qianqian was effective, Xiao Lin felt relieved.
"Boss, this old man is so powerful that he almost killed Xiao Hei." A black light flashed beside Xiao Lin, and Xiao Hei's figure emerged, and his voice also sounded in Xiao Lin's sea of consciousness.
"Xiao Hei, are you okay?" Xiao Lin gently stroked Xiao Hei's head and asked with concern.
"It's okay, this old man's spiritual consciousness is too powerful. The power of his spiritual consciousness should have suddenly exploded just now, and it actually directly shook the void around Xiao Hei. Fortunately, it was a hasty instinct and never really targeted Xiao Hei.
This allowed Xiao Hei to save a life, and when he first burst out the power of his spiritual consciousness, it was a bit strange that the magic power in his body was not activated, otherwise the magic would follow the gods. In a moment, Xiao Hei would definitely not
Probably only slightly injured."
When Xiao Lin heard this, his heart moved. When Fa Yan described the mysterious old man, he also said several times that no mana could be sensed from his body. Now Xiao Hei said the same. Could it be that this mysterious old man really has no mana?
Is it lost?
"Boss, I'm going back to recover from my injuries. I'll throw in more high-grade spiritual stones later." A black light flashed, and Xiao Hei had already entered the beast ring.
Xiao Lin walked slowly towards the old man and soon came to him. After thinking for a while, Xiao Lin gently lifted the messy hair from the old man's face.
Only then did Xiao Lin see his appearance clearly, and Xiao Lin showed a surprised expression on his face. It turned out that to him, this old man had gray hair, a stooped appearance, and his dirty hair almost covered his entire face.
At this moment, when he lifted his hair, Xiao Lin realized that this person's face looked to be about forty years old, with regular features and no wrinkles. It was only the gray and white hair that gave people the illusion that he was very old.
"Senior, forgive me. With Xiao Lin's current level, he can't get close to senior, so he has to make this last resort. Xiao Lin doesn't know the origin of senior's name, so for the time being, he will call senior by nameless, right?"
Xiao Lin first bowed to him and saluted, then slowly came to the old man, put his hand on his wrist, input magic power, closed his eyes and sensed it carefully.
After a cup of tea, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his eyes, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and a bit of anger. After thinking for a while, he immediately waved his sleeves and a large dark green aura swept out.
Then a dark green rainbow rose into the sky and headed into the distance.
The unknown monk on the rock also disappeared without a trace.
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Ancient cave on desert island.
There was a pile of flames burning in the center of the cave, and the side close to the rock was covered with withered grass. On top of the withered grass was sleeping a man in a green robe, who was the unknown monk.
Xiao Lin was beside him, looking at the unknown monk, fascinated.
Xiao Lin has not returned to Xinghai Fairy City. If the person in front of him is really the missing Mahayana monk from the human race, it will be of great importance. If someone from the demon race finds out, the situation may develop to a point where he cannot handle it.
That's why Xiao Lin took him to this ancient cave on a deserted island as a temporary resting place.
Xiao Lin first cleaned up his dirty body and changed his clothes. Now it seems that he is just a middle-aged scribe in his forties. Not only did his gray and white hair not bring him any
The slightest hint of ageiness gives it a different kind of mature charm.
"The sea of qi is completely gone. Could it be that this happened after he blew up the sea of qi? But if a monk in the Mahayana stage self-destructed the sea of qi, it may directly cause tens of thousands of miles to be razed to the ground. How could he remain unscathed?
?" Xiao Lin looked at the unknown monk and murmured to himself.
It turned out that after he checked again that day, he found that his Dantian was completely empty, and there was no Qihai Dantian at all.
The sea of qi is the source of power for immortal cultivators. It is where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is stored. Losing the dantian of the sea of qi is equivalent to being useless. This makes Xiao Lin very angry. He wonders who is so despicable that he broke his sea of qi.
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But after he came here, he felt that it was impossible. The unknown monk's sea of qi did not seem to have been broken. After all, after it was broken, the sea of qi was still there, but it was shattered and his magic power could not be gathered. And he
There is no Qihai at all.
It is very similar to the legendary self-explosion of the sea of qi, where the entire sea of qi is annihilated and disappears. However, in this case, the physical body cannot withstand that power at all, and will instantly turn into nothingness like the sea of qi.
So after thinking about it, Xiao Lin also ruled out the reason why the sea of Qi exploded.
Xiao Lin looked at his peaceful face, but he was puzzled. When Xiao Lin heard the Fayan talk about this person, he judged that he might have been seriously injured, but now it seems that it is much more serious than the serious injury.
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There is no energy in the sea, and even Xiao Lin's ability cannot solve it.
Xiao Lin came to the pile of withered grass, slowly helped the unknown monk to sit cross-legged, and then gently tapped his eyebrow with a finger, and the power of his spiritual consciousness slowly penetrated through the fingertips and entered his sea of consciousness.
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"Buzz~~"
Before the power of Xiao Lin's spiritual consciousness entered, he felt a soft and huge force pushing him away.
Xiao Lin's body trembled and he opened his eyes suddenly, with a horrified expression in his eyes.
"Such a powerful power of spiritual consciousness." Xiao Lin exclaimed. He had practiced the Heaven-Mending Sutra, and his spiritual consciousness far exceeded that of monks of the same level. However, in front of this person, he was like a three-year-old baby facing an immortal cultivator.
The gap is so big that Xiao Lin can't even imagine it.
When he thought that the person in front of him was most likely a Mahayana cultivator, he felt relieved again.
In the Mahayana stage, it is the most pinnacle existence in the spiritual world. It is not only the mainstay of a group, the Dinghai Shenzhen, but also an existence that ordinary people dare not provoke.
Faced with such an existence, only the legendary Immortal Spirit Master who has perfected the power of rules can suppress it. In fact, really speaking, the Immortal Spirit Master and the two saint ancestors of ghosts and demons are the most powerful in the spiritual world.
The strongest.
Such beings could have torn apart the void and ascended into the realms of immortals and demons, because they had already cultivated the power of their own rules to perfection and had initially condensed the bodies of immortals and demons. They only needed to absorb the true immortals after ascension.
When the true devil's energy enters the body, it can create a true immortal-demonic body.
This is the realm that countless immortals and demon cultivators dream of.
However, because the power of rules also has advantages and disadvantages, just like the spiritual insects such as the soul-eating fire Gu raised by Xiao Lin, they also have rankings and are divided into high and low.
Logically speaking, after the immortal cultivator and the demon cultivator have cultivated the power of rules to perfection, and the same two strongest people fight, the one who has cultivated the power of rules will have an advantage.
Of course, this is under the condition that the other magical powers, secrets, and magic weapons of both sides are almost the same. If the difference in magical powers is too great, there may be situations where the power of rules relies on the latter, and the power of defeating the rules relies on the former.
In Xiao Lin's opinion, there should be no doubt that the unknown monk in front of him was a Mahayana monk. After all, he had never experienced such a powerful power of spiritual consciousness.
But he has no way of verifying whether he has perfected the power of rules. Only monks in the Mahayana period can sense this.
If a Mahayana monk is the Dinghai Shenzhen of a race, then a Mahayana monk who has perfected the power of rules is the pillar of the race. As long as a race has a Mahayana monk who has perfected the power of rules,
Then it will inevitably become a big race, or even a super race.
There are only three rumors of the number of Mahayana monks among the Spirit Clan in the Northern Territory, which is only one more than the Tianmu Clan. Logically speaking, the Celestial Eye Clan cannot become its affiliated race no matter what, but among the Spirit Clan
Among the three Mahayana monks, there is one Spiritual Ancestor. This is the reason why the Spiritual Ancestor can occupy a territory and compete with the Bone Clan.
As for the Bone Clan, as far as Xiao Lin knows, there is no Spiritual Lord, but there are five Mahayana monks in the clan, which allows them to compete with the Spirit Clan and avoid being exterminated.
Of course, among the Immortal Spirit Masters, there are also high and low levels of strength. The most important thing is to see the ranking of the power of the rules they cultivate.
Normally, if a spiritual master practices one of the ten rules of the world of immortality, then the race he leads will inevitably become a powerful race.
Xiao Lin was originally full of hope for the person in front of him, and even hoped that he could regain consciousness and return to his peak. In this way, the situation of the human race in the Beitian Broken Realm would be fundamentally improved, and at least the multi-armed race would have a few more people.
Be cautious enough not to be overbearing.
Unfortunately, after checking, Xiao Lin was also filled with helplessness. The man's anger disappeared, and judging from some of his previous actions, his consciousness had obviously been severely damaged and he became crazy.
To completely cure it, it is absolutely impossible to rely on Xiao Lin's power. It is only possible to restore consciousness and rely on the ability of a Mahayana monk to figure out a way to reshape the sea of Qi.
However, although this unknown senior is lost in the lake and is a little confused, his huge power of spiritual consciousness will be activated on his own when he is in danger. With the power of Xiao Lin's spiritual consciousness, he wants to
It is simply impossible to break through this layer of defense.
If he could not enter his sea of consciousness, Xiao Lin would not be able to know what happened to him, and he would not be able to formulate a plan.
Looking at him, Xiao Lin couldn't help but frown, and kept thinking in his mind.
More than half an hour later, Xiao Lin's eyes suddenly lit up, as if something sounded, and then he sunk his consciousness into the star ring to search for it.
After a moment, Xiao Lin's face showed joy: "Found it."
An idea flashed in his hand, and a thin yellowed book appeared in his hand, with "Guimen Sanyuan Zhoutian Acupuncture Technique" written on the cover.
"That's it." Xiao Lin showed a smile on his face.
Just now he was thinking hard and suddenly thought of the Li Sanzhen he once killed. This "Guimen Sanyuan Zhoutian Acupuncture Technique" was exactly what he relied on for evil.
After Xiao Lin got this secret book of acupuncture from him, he had read it, and he was really amazed. This "Guimen Sanyuan Zhoutian Acupuncture" was extremely mysterious. After Xiao Lin read it, he was also confused.
, even he needs a long time to understand it thoroughly and apply it quantitatively.
Xiao Lin had no interest in this kind of medical skills, nor did he think about saving the world, so he put it away after reading it briefly and never looked at it again.
Today he suddenly remembered that the "Guimen Sanyuan Zhoutian Acupuncture Technique" recorded an acupuncture method that could open the longevity gate of the immortal cultivator, thereby seizing the origin of the immortal cultivator and refining the elixir to extend life span.
Xiao Lin naturally disdains such methods that go against the will of Heaven and Taoism, so he has never understood it.
This method of opening the longevity gate requires first pricking the acupuncture points all over the body of the immortal cultivator to drain all the magical power and spiritual power of the immortal cultivator, so that the longevity gate can be revealed.
This is what Xiao Lin wants.
Because he suddenly thought that the power of this unknown senior’s spiritual consciousness was too powerful. It was impossible to forcefully enter his sea of consciousness with the power of his own spiritual consciousness. If he could use the acupuncture method to remove his spiritual consciousness,
Release the power, so that you can enter the sea of consciousness.
As soon as he thought of it, he did it. Xiao Lin immediately sat down next to him, opened the "Guimen Three-Yuan Zhoutian Acupuncture Technique" and began to meditate on it carefully.
In this cave, it was almost impossible to feel the passage of time. He didn't know how long it had been before Xiao Lin closed the book, rubbed his eyes, counted with his fingers, and couldn't help but smile. He studied this formation.
, several months passed without realizing it.
He stood up and took out a rectangular sandalwood box from the star ring. After opening the box, a row of slender silver needles were revealed inside.
This set of silver needles also belonged to Li Sanzhen, so Xiao Lin saved himself the trouble of refining them.
Xiao Lin came to the unknown monk and saw that his face was still peaceful and he was snoring slightly.
Xiao Lin slowly helped him up, crossed his legs and closed his eyes. He seemed to be thinking about the method of acupuncture. After a moment, Xiao Lin suddenly opened his eyes and moved his hands like phantoms.
The silver needles in the wooden box seemed to come alive. They shot into Xiao Lin's hand one by one, and then inserted into the unknown monk's acupoints one by one.
Xiao Lin's technique reached its peak. Almost in an instant, dozens of silver needles had been inserted.
After inserting the last injection, Xiao Lin took a breath and gently wiped the sweat from his forehead.
The method of inserting needles in the "Guimen Three-Yuan Zhoutian Acupuncture Technique" seems simple, but in fact there are many details to pay attention to, whether it is strength, technique and the distance between them, all have extremely high requirements.
"Buzz~~"
A white halo began to appear on the unknown monk's body, spreading out in circles...