Just when Xuan Yan was about to escape more than a hundred feet away, the middle-aged woman behind him suddenly came to Xuan Yan in a flash. Xuan Yan had no time to stop her body and bumped into the middle-aged woman.
in the arms.
"Little girl, why are you running in such a hurry?" The middle-aged woman smiled and grabbed Xuan Yan's right hand tightly with one hand. A stream of ice spiritual power quickly rushed into Xuan Yan's body.
Xuan Yan wanted to resist, but she didn't expect that the spiritual power in her body was sealed by this powerful ice spirit.
This shocked Xuan Yan, and she screamed: "Crazy woman, what do you want to do?"
"Little girl, I don't want to do anything. I just want you to be my disciple." As the leader of the Ice Realm Sect, the middle-aged woman did not resent Xuan Yan's stubborn attitude at this time, but looked at it with a happy smile.
Looking at Xuan Yan, her eyes seemed to be looking at the rare treasures she had just acquired.
"I am a disciple of Kunlun. Do you dare to offend the Kunlun sect?"
"Kunlun Sect? Are you talking about the Kunlun Sect of the Tang Dynasty?" The middle-aged woman still had a Mona Lisa smile.
"It's the Kunlun of the Tang Dynasty. Since you know that Kunlun is famous, don't hit it with an egg."
"Little girl, there is so much nonsense. Let's go." The middle-aged woman only said this last sentence before leaving quickly with Xuan Yan.
"Old witch, where are you going?" At this time, an angry shout sounded dozens of feet away from the middle-aged woman. The middle-aged woman didn't even need to raise her head, she already knew that Ma Ya was blocking her.
The five fingers of his right hand pushed out a palm in the air. After the palm was struck, the ice spiritual power in his body turned into a light blue illusory palm print. This palm print rushed forward quickly, bringing with it the roar of the wind, and the palm print was actually in the air.
It absorbed the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and gradually solidified.
"Ha, Ice Palm. What a great effort, then let's experience my 'Hundred Steps Danyang'." Maya said with a smile. The way he smiled made the Ice Realm Sect leader feel disgusting, but he fell in love with it.
In Xuan Yan's eyes, it was different. She suddenly felt that this old man was not as hateful as she imagined.
When Maya just finished speaking, an orange bead on a red staff raised in his right hand condensed orange-yellow light. This orange-yellow light became larger and larger, and gradually condensed.
It turned into an orange-yellow ball of light, suddenly rushed out of the orange bead, and struck the ice palm with a bang.
Two different spiritual powers collided together and exploded, making a loud noise in the sky. At the same time as this loud noise, the leader of the Ice Realm Sect took the opportunity to grab Xuan Yan and fly towards the north to annihilate the ice field.
go.
"Old witch, you actually escaped in the face of battle. Let's see if I can't destroy you." Maia said through gritted teeth. With a flick of her right hand, she placed the red staff in front of her chest, with the leading end of the staff facing the ice in the distance.
The leader of the Jingjing Sect made a 'whoosh' sound, but saw a red arrow of light streak across the sky, and hit the leader of the Ice Realm Sect on the back with a 'bang' sound.
"Old man, he actually used Danyang Jin to sneak attack. There will be no end between us." The leader of the Ice Realm Sect resisted the pain, grabbed Xuan Yan and flew away. Only her ethereal and beautiful voice was left in this cold and bone-chilling place.
echoed in the air.
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For some reason, it snowed again in Rome three days later.
Xuanmu, who finally saw the sunshine, began to frown again. He was not afraid of the cold on snowy days, but he was just in a bad mood on snowy days.
He originally wanted to take advantage of this sunny day to teach Mokesi how to practice the wood-type longevity mentality. Although the longevity mentality is difficult for Mokesi, who has mixed spiritual roots, to master it. It may take decades.
Successfully practice Chongfu.
And how short is human life?
It's only been more than 60 years, but he has his own plan. Even if Mox's qualifications are not good, he can strengthen his body by giving him some training. If there is the right opportunity, he might really be able to succeed in the palace.
Reached the second level.
But today's heavy snow forced him to put his plans on hold for the time being. Recently, he became obsessed with growing medicinal herbs. Because he discovered that occasionally growing medicinal herbs can actually increase the spiritual energy in his manor.
The lack of spiritual energy in the manor has been Xuanmu's biggest worry and headache recently.
Naturally, this place cannot be compared with the Kunlun Mountains, where the mountains are full of jade and there is a blood fir tree. Therefore, he has always wanted to grow more herbs in this manor to make up for the lack of spiritual energy.
Especially since he has now reached the bottleneck stage of the fourth level of the Qi Refining Stage. If he has enough spiritual energy, and with the help of the wood spirit stones sent by the two great guardians, he believes that he can break through the bottleneck of the fourth level and reach the fifth level early.
.
If he can really reach the fifth level, Xuanmu can return to Kunlun to practice the art of wielding weapons. Whether it is flying with weapons or killing with weapons.
Speaking of killing people with a weapon, Xuanmu felt a little itchy when he thought about it. If he could really learn the art of using a weapon earlier, he would not need to practice the Feng Yuan technique, but he could still control the killing sword to kill his opponent instantly.
In this case, wouldn't Xuan Mu be an invincible opponent in the mortal world?
But now, with heavy snowfall and almost no grass growing, where can there be enough wood spiritual energy?
At this time, Xuanmu was reading an ancient book called "Collection of Spiritual Grass" with a depressed look on his face. Coincidentally, this "Collection of Spiritual Grass" was the tattered book that Xuanmu had picked up when he passed by that long alley for the second time.
Bought from an old man.
The old man said that if there is someone who knows the goods, this book can be taken without a penny; if not, the book will not be sold for a thousand gold coins.
Xuanmu finally gave a wry smile and gave the old man five silver coins.
The old man only took five silver coins, because in Xuanmu's eyes, this "Collection of Spiritual Grasses" was only worth five silver coins. If he didn't sell it, forget it. In the end, the old man didn't fool Xuanmu, because in Xuanmu's eyes, the five silver coins
Having already made a fortune, he sold this "Collection of Spiritual Grasses" to Xuanmu, who had no idea about medicine.
He just thought that the old man was an old liar. If he didn't know the goods, he would naturally think that the "Collection of Spiritual Grasses" was valuable. He would also tell the old man that he knew the goods, and then pay a few thousand gold coins to buy it, because at least he could save his life. If he really knew the goods,
Maybe I'll actually give you a few gold coins and buy it back to study it carefully.
Xuanmu happily took this "Collection of Spiritual Grasses" and returned to the manor, and was ready to wait for the spring sun to buy some spiritual grass seeds and medicinal roots and plant them.
No, he is sitting on the rattan sofa in the living room with full concentration, studying some ancient medicinal materials recorded in the "Spiritual Cao Collection".
"Strange, why are my eyelids always twitching?" Xuanmu muttered after looking at it for a long time, his eyelids were a little tired. He rubbed his temples with his right hand, then closed his eyes to rest, and after a while, continued
I picked up "Collection of Lingcao" and read it with gusto.