Wang Rui stood at the outermost edge of the crowd and could only watch everything happening in the Ice Sword Castle from a distance. At this time, colorful auspicious clouds appeared over the Ice Sword Castle, and thunder struck from time to time, deafening.
In the open space outside the Ice Sword Castle, all the disciples who were sword servants knelt down on one knee, carrying flying swords on their backs, and saluted towards the Ice Sword Castle.
Countless people had expressions of envy on their faces, while the foundation-building elders showed envy mixed with loss and bitterness. Cao Wuwen and other Dan-jie elders had solemn expressions, with no real feelings revealed.
The silver-haired and purple-robed old man standing at the front of the crowd was the calmest, with his hands behind his back, looking calm and majestic. His eyes were staring at the Ice Sword Castle, seeming to show a trace of expectation.
The auspicious clouds became more and more dazzling, the thunder vibrated, and finally turned into a five-color thunder and struck down in the sky. At this moment, a woman's sweet shout came out, shocking the whole world. Following this sound, a heart wrapped in cold air
The white beads rose out of thin air and faced the five-color thunder.
Rumble...
The thunder struck the white bead, immediately activating a large amount of cold air to protect the body. As the white bead ebbed and flowed, the five-color thunder was slowly absorbed by the white bead. This may have angered the five-color auspicious clouds above, and then there was another thicker one.
The five-color thunder fell, and the white beads seemed not to be afraid, releasing an even more powerful icy cold air.
Thunder tried to destroy the golden elixir, but the golden elixir resisted and at the same time absorbed the lightning-like nourishment. This surprised the surrounding foundation builders, the elixir-forming monks, and even the Nascent Soul monks.
Li Xiyue practiced the Xuanbing Sword, and he possessed the attribute of mutated ice spirit root. Logically speaking, it was impossible to absorb the power of thunder, but how did they know that Wang Rui used all his previous skills to condense a sword of thunder and gave it to Li Xiyue.
Because of her, Li Xiyue's golden elixir is extraordinary and has two special attributes: ice attribute and thunder attribute.
As the golden elixir continued to absorb the five-color thunder, it became more powerful, but the five-color auspicious clouds in the sky became dimmer due to continuous consumption. Finally, at the moment when all the auspicious clouds disappeared, it transformed into a barrel-thick thunder and fell, and the white golden elixir was almost exhausted.
I endured it with all my strength, and there were some cracks and injuries, but I still survived.
The golden elixir slowly descended, and a beautiful figure in white clothes flew up into the sky, came to the golden elixir, opened her lips, and the golden elixir slowly flew into it, and was swallowed by her.
The spiritual energy in Li Xiyue's body was constantly surging, impacting all around. This was caused by her difficulty in controlling her own aura after she had just advanced to the pill formation.
This layer of impact had a cold attribute and first spread to the Nascent Soul cultivator.
"Humph!" The silver-haired old man let out a muffled grunt, and suddenly he became more powerful, causing the power of Li Xiyue's spiritual energy impact to be instantly reduced by half.
Then the spiritual impact continued to spread, and when it came to Cao Wuwen and others, they did not dare to act as casually as the silver-haired old man, and used their magical powers to resist and weaken the impact.
However, Li Xiyue's ice attribute spiritual power was too overbearing. Cao Wuwen and others were still infected with some freezing aura. Some even had their entire arms frozen. They were judged by their cultivation level, but these people were quickly relieved.
This kind of ice spiritual damage.
After being resolved by Nascent Soul and Pill Formation monks, Li Xiyue's spiritual impact was very limited. Even so, it was still difficult for those foundation-building monks to deal with it. Wang Rui was not surprised.
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He is very familiar with spiritual power, especially after the harmony of yin and yang between the two of them, he seemed to have an affinity for ice in his body.
Therefore, when the impact of this spiritual power fell on him, it was quickly absorbed by the body and transformed into thunder spiritual power. The spiritual power of the pill-forming monks was much deeper than that of the foundation-building monks. Wang Rui felt that just this
A blast of spiritual energy that had been filtered through several layers made his cultivation level slightly improve.
As for the spiritual impact after being considered by the foundation-building monks, it was already very weak, so after it spread to the outer disciples, registered disciples and other Qi training disciples, the impact was very small. Everyone just felt a bone-shattering pain all over their bodies.
Fortunately, this feeling only lasted for ten breaths and then disappeared. It also made them feel the gap between them and the Danjie monks, which was like a chasm.
"Master, my disciple has lived up to his command and formed a golden elixir." Li Xiyue saluted the silver-haired old man. Only then did Wang Rui understand that this Yuanying monk was her master.
The silver-haired old man looked up to the sky and laughed, looking extremely satisfied. He took Li Xiyue's hand, patted it, and said: "Okay, okay, okay!" He said three good words in a row, making everyone feel his sincere joy.
"Xiyue formed an elixir today and added another elixir-forming monk to our Xutian Sect. This is a great joy and deserves a big celebration. Changbo, as the leader, I leave this matter to you."
The silver-haired old man called Xu Changbo, the head of Xutian Sect, and gave instructions.
Xu Changbo is a monk in the late stage of foundation building. He has no hope of forming an elixir in this life, so he devotes all his energy and thoughts to the management of the sect. In the past hundred years, he has been quite effective and has won the support of many elders in the sect, especially the Yuanying elder. His status has become more and more important.
stable.
"I obey my ancestor's order." Xu Changbo bowed and accepted the order, and immediately ordered other elders to start taking care of it.
At this time, Li Xiyue was being treated like a star, receiving congratulations from the elders in the sect, and even many elders gave him greeting gifts, either thousands of years of medicinal materials, spiritual fruits, or other rare treasures. In short, the harvest was rich.
From a distance, Li Xiyue saw Wang Rui turning away. She wanted him to stay and have a drink, but she understood that the status of the two would continue to grow in the future, and it seemed that they would never be able to be together.
He and I were like people from two different worlds, we just met at a certain moment and at a certain place. Li Xiyue's heart felt sad for some reason.
The scale of the banquet was not small in the end, and not only the elders and disciples of the sect, but also all the sect forces that had good relations with the Xutian Sect came to celebrate and gave generous gifts.
Dihua Villa, Fuyun Mountain, Red Maple Valley, Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, and Jiuyang Temple also sent people to congratulate them, which surprised everyone in the Xutian Sect. However, it seemed that these people who came to congratulate asked about a name.
The disciple named Wang Rui made all the elders look at each other in confusion.
Cao Wuwen was even more unexpected. He didn't expect Wang Rui to be famous, but now the two of them have become life-and-death enemies.
After learning about Wang Rui's experience, representatives from several major sects who came to congratulate him were filled with sadness. They also understood that if Wang Rui could not make a comeback, there would be no legend about him in the world of immortality in the future.
Visits from several major sects brought Wang Rui, a "named disciple", into the sight of the highest level of the Xutian Sect. As a Yuanying monk, Le Guishan, Li Xiyue's master, also specifically asked Cao Wuwen for some questioning.
, knowing the current state of Cao Rui's cultivation, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
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In the end, Le Guishan decided to give Wang Rui a chance, allowing him to obtain certain privileges and enjoy the treatment of an inner disciple for three years. If he could return to the peak level of foundation building within three years, the sect would vigorously cultivate him.
The Xutian Sect does not want to lose contact with several major sects. If Wang Rui can recover his cultivation, he can serve as a bridge to communicate with the Xutian Sect and other major sects in the future, and even gain opportunities for cooperation.
Wang Rui didn't know all this after returning to Baiyao Valley. He was still practicing selflessly. He hoped to use the next two or three years to completely restore his cultivation. But the next step, how to form elixirs, made him
Have a headache.
There is almost no need to consider forming the elixir of Huanglong Gong, it is too difficult, and there is a lack of guidance. Then the only way is to work on the Thunder Yin Jue, but this skill itself has inherent flaws and cannot break through to form the elixir.
"Will it be difficult for me to form elixirs in my life?" Thinking of this, Wang Rui was extremely unwilling.
A somewhat unexpected guest came to visit, and Wang Rui had to go out to greet him in person.
Li Xiyue came alone. When she saw Wang Rui who came to greet her, she showed a rare smile and said, "I thought you were going to die of old age in the mountains and rivers of Baiyao Valley."
"Senior Sister... No, it's time to call me Master now..." If Wang Rui was still Cao Wuwen's disciple, then Li Xiyue would be his uncle. Unfortunately, now that he is a registered disciple, he would naturally have to call him Master.
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Le Guishan is the ancestor of Yuanying, and the Danjie elders below are at the master level. The foundation building elders, including the head master, are all at the level of master, uncle, and uncle. Ordinary foundation building disciples are at the level of senior brothers and sisters. Wang Rui had to pay attention to
One's own identity is very important in the world of immortality.
Of course, this change in identity mainly changes according to your strength. Once Wang Rui breaks through to the core formation in the future, he will instantly be on par with Li Xiyue.
Li Xiyue glared at him dissatisfied and said: "There are no outsiders here, so there is no need to be so exposed."
After saying that, he asked Wang Rui to lead the way, and then entered the Valley of Hundred Medicines.
It was the first time for Li Xiyue to come to Baiyao Valley, and she was fascinated by the beautiful scenery inside. In this atmosphere of spring blooming all over the mountains and fields, with birds flying around, it is easy to feel like abandoning all prosperity, fame and fortune, and giving birth to
The impulse to make a home in the human environment.
"Take me to meet her." The woman Li Xiyue mentioned was naturally referring to the deceased Chen Qi. Although Wang Rui felt strange, he still took Li Xiyue to a hillside near the wooden house, under a large locust tree.
There are two tombstones not far apart. One is naturally that of sworn brother Chen Fuzhi, and the other is that of Chen Qi.
Wang Rui specially planted some white chrysanthemums to decorate Chen Qi's tombstone, and built an altar with stones so that he could offer incense at any time.
Li Xiyue took the three sticks of sandalwood handed over by Wang Rui. She lightly touched the incense head with her finger, and a trace of thunder flashed through the sticks. The sandalwood quickly ignited, sending out curls of green smoke.
After bowing three times, he inserted it into the soil of the altar, clasped his hands, and said a few words of ceremony, but he said with some envy in his heart: "Chen Qi, you are very lucky to have met a lover who cherishes you."
I don’t know if Chen Qi has a soul in heaven. After hearing Li Xiyue’s envious words, a strong wind blew by, and the locust tree above the tombstone made a rustling sound, seeming to be responding to Li Xiyue, looking a little proud.