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Chapter 335

"The so-called secret of the inheritance of Xiaohan Temple is just a rumor in the cultivation world. Whether it is true or not cannot be investigated. However, every time the Tian Xiaohan realm is opened, Master Hanmu will personally sit in the Ice Phoenix Valley.

Beside Wangtian Cliff."

"It is also stipulated that any monks who enter within a thousand miles of Xiaohan Temple cannot do anything within three years before and after the opening of Dutian Xiaohan Realm. Otherwise, Master Hanmu will personally take action and kill those who do not follow the rules."

"Why is this?" After hearing what Su Qingyun said, Xiao Lin showed a puzzled expression on his face.

"Of course, only Master Hanmu knows the truth, but many cultivators in the Southern Territory have speculated that the reason why Master Hanmu did this is to protect the future inheritors of Xiaohan Temple."

"But not every time the Tian Xiaohan realm is opened, among the cultivators who enter it, there are always some who can get the secret of Xiaohan Temple's inheritance. However, every thousand years, Xiaohan Temple can always enter the Dutian Xiaohan realm from many and come out smoothly.

Find the future inheritor among the monks."

"So that's it?" A look of surprise appeared on Xiao Lin's face. The purpose of many foundation-building monks entering Dutian Xiaohan Realm is naturally to refine the Soul-hooking Grass of Biyan Dan, and the Golden Dan monks who entered it

Mostly it is for the inheritance of the so-called Xiaohan Temple.

After all, if you really get the inheritance of Xiaohan Temple, you can become the direct disciple of Master Hanmu. And for a long time, anyone who becomes the inheritance of Xiaohan Temple can basically enter the Nascent Soul stage, and at least

Still in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

This temptation is enough to drive many Jindan monks crazy.

"Although there are indeed a lot of soul-hooking grass growing in Dutian Xiaohan Realm, and every time there are many foundation-building cultivators who enter it, as well as those golden elixir-stage cultivators who want to inherit the secret of Xiaohan Temple, there are always many people who can

The soul-hooking grass was picked from it."

"However, it is precisely because of the preciousness of the soul-hooking grass that the golden elixir monks who want to inherit the secret of Xiaohan Temple will basically kill them once they encounter the foundation-building monks in Dutian Xiaohan Realm.

The soul-hooking grass may have been picked on you."

"After all, although Master Hanmu stipulates that you cannot cast spells within a thousand miles of Xiaohan Temple, he does not stipulate that the same is true in Dutian Xiaohan realm."

Seeing Xiao Lin's ugly face, Su Qingyun continued: "So I advise you not to enter the Dutian Xiaohan realm. Once those golden elixir monks come out of the Dutian Xiaohan realm, they will most likely have a few of them on them.

Soul-hooking grass."

"And for them, the purpose of the soul-hooking grass is either to reward the heirs of the next generation, or to sell it in exchange for spiritual stones. Therefore, every time Dutian Xiaohan Realm is closed, among the several fairy cities around Xiaohan Temple

There may be soul-hooking grass for sale in the capital, and some Foundation-Building Dzogchen monks who are eager to form elixirs will pay high prices to buy it."

"Purchase at a high price?" Xiao Lin heard this and smiled bitterly: "Master, I don't know how much the price of this soul-hooking grass is?"

"Although the soul-hooking grass can refine the Biyan Dan, it is limited by the success rate of refining the elixir and the scarcity of great alchemists, so the price of the Biyan Dan will be very high, usually reaching tens of thousands for a low-grade spiritual stone.

, in some auctions, one low-grade spiritual stone can even fetch a sky-high price of 100,000 yuan."

"But the price of the Soul-hooking Grass will be relatively much less, about 20,000 to 30,000 yuan per low-grade spirit stone. If you can buy two or three Soul-hooking Grasses, you can hope to directly exchange the two or three Soul-hooking Grasses for one.

Bi Yan Dan."

After hearing what Su Qingyun said, Xiao Lin felt slightly relieved. With his current worth, the spirit stone was not a problem, but he still had a troubled expression on his face.

"There are 30,000 pieces of low-grade spirit stones here. It's no problem to buy a soul-hooking grass. This is all the spirit stones that I have now. In addition, this piece of lapis lazuli should also be worth 10,000 to 20,000 pieces of low-grade spirit stones.

Stone, as for whether you can buy the Biyan Pill, it depends on your luck." Seeing the expression on Xiao Lin's face, Su Qingyun thought for a moment, then took out a large bag of spiritual stones and a fist-sized stone from the star ring.

The light golden stone said to Xiao Lin.

Seeing this, Xiao Lin's face showed excitement. Although he had the idea of ​​being defensive and kept his wealth secret in front of his master, Xiao Lin was still surprised by his master Su Qingyun's generosity.

"Master, how could my disciple accept so many spiritual stones from you?" Xiao Lin waved his hands and shook his head.

"A mere spiritual stone is nothing. Among my disciples, your second senior brother and you are the only ones who are sincere to me. Originally, I felt that your spiritual roots were a bit mixed. You have been able to advance to the middle stage of foundation building in this life."

It’s just a lot of luck.”

"But my teacher never expected that in just a few decades, you would reach the late stage of foundation building. It is really commendable. I will probably not be able to go any further in this life. If I can help you enter the golden elixir stage,

Let alone this small amount of spiritual stone, I would be willing to bankrupt my family as a teacher."

Xiao Lin looked at the pale Su Qingyun, and a warmth arose in his heart. He had seen the cruelty of the world of cultivation with his own eyes. Since his cultivation, he had encountered conspiracies and plots several times. Although he was able to avert danger in the end,

It gave him a deeper understanding of the intrigues in the world of cultivation.

Xiao Lin, who was once immature, has gradually begun to mature. Speaking only three points to others has become a rule of his life. But Xiao Lin knows that his master treats him well from the bottom of his heart.

Yes, maybe he has some thoughts to support his loneliness.

But what’s more important, in Xiao Lin’s view, is the relationship between master and disciple.

"Thank you, Master." After understanding this, Xiao Lin did not refuse. Instead, he bowed and put away the spirit stone and the piece of lapis lazuli.

"I just made some calculations for my teacher. The next opening date of Dutian Xiaohan Realm should be ten years later. You can also prepare early. As for the final choice of entering Dutian Xiaohan Realm or staying outside, waiting for Dutian Xiaohan Realm.

Tianxiaohan Realm is closed. It’s up to you to try your luck in several nearby fairy cities.”

"Thank you, Master, for reminding me. I will consider this carefully."

"Okay, I've said everything I need to say. You can go, I'm tired." After Su Qingyun finished speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.

Xiao Lin stood up from the futon, came to the door, bowed to Su Qingyun again, and then turned and left.

After leaving the study, Xiao Lin walked through the courtyard. As soon as he came to the door, he saw junior sister Su Yuru standing guard at the door. Her eyes were red, as if she had just cried.

"Little junior sister?"

"Brother, what's going on with my father? Is there still hope? He didn't tell me anything." Su Yuru said, her eyes filled with mist again, as if she was about to cry again.

Xiao Lin turned his head and glanced in the direction of the study, then turned around and made a "come with me" gesture to Su Yuru, and then led Su Yuru out of the gate of Qingning Hall.

After leaving the gate, Xiao Lin released the Bingluan Sword and controlled the escape light, flying towards the distance. Su Yuru also controlled a dark green Jade Ruyi spiritual weapon, following closely behind Xiao Lin.

The two flew for more than ten miles before stopping on a cliff protruding from the mountain that was still a hundred feet high from Qingdan Peak.

The light dispersed, revealing the two figures.

"Senior brother?"

"Little Junior Sister, you don't have to worry. Master is just injured. For us cultivators, no matter how serious the injury is, we can heal it with our own magic power. It just takes some time."

"Besides, Master is still a cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Elixir, so minor injuries are not a problem for him." Xiao Lin knew that Su Qingyun refused to tell his daughter because he was afraid that her daughter would be worried and do something dangerous.

Come.

Since Xiao Lin knew this, he naturally would not tell her the truth.

"Really? Senior brother, you didn't lie to me?" After hearing this, Su Yuru's pretty face showed a look of doubt, but her eyes were obviously more willing to believe that what Xiao Lin said was true.

"Of course it's true. It's just that Master was seriously injured this time and needs to stay in seclusion to recuperate. Don't bother him while he's recuperating. In case you frighten him during the healing process and lead him to go crazy.

That would be bad."

"Well, I listen to my senior brother and will never disturb my father's healing." Su Yuru's pretty face finally cleared up after the rain, and she stared at her red eyes with a smile on her face.

Xiao Lin walked to a rock on the edge of the cliff, sat down gently, and looked at the beautiful scenery of the fairy mountain as the sun set in the distance, feeling agitated for no reason in his heart.

During his years of cultivation, whenever his cultivation stagnated or he encountered some confusion in cultivation, he liked to come to the edge of such a cliff, watch the setting sun above the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and meditate quietly.

With.

And every time he saw such a scene, he felt his mind suddenly open up, and the annoyance in his heart disappeared. Then he went back to practice with confidence.

"Brother, what are you looking at?" Su Yuru came to Xiao Lin's side, leaned against the rock, followed Xiao Lin's gaze, looked at the orange sun in the distance that was about to fall into the sea of ​​clouds, and said

.

Xiao Lin didn't seem to hear it. He was thinking about Master Su Qingyun. Su Qingyun was poisoned by the blood-corrosive spiritual poison, one of the ten poisons. His current condition is definitely more serious than what Xiao Lin saw.

many.

Xiao Lin had not thought about this level in the study before, but now that he thought about it, Xiao Lin suddenly had a bad feeling.

Su Qingyun may not have a way to get rid of the blood-corrupting spiritual poison. His so-called retreat is to use his own magic power to resist the erosion of the blood-corroding spiritual poison. The other is to give people the illusion of retreat, at least in

Before receiving the exact news of his death, no one dared to bully him or Su Yuru.

Xiao Lin knew very well that Su Qingyun was born as a casual cultivator, and he was a decent person. He was also well aware of some of the shortcomings in the sect. Therefore, he had always treated the elders of the inner sect of the cultivator family without false words.

Frequently and rudely suppressed warnings.

Therefore, in Xiao Lin's opinion, his master should not be very popular among the dozen inner sect elders.


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