After walking out of Feiyun Palace and arriving at a deserted place, the smile on Lin Xuan's face gradually faded away, replaced by a gloomy look, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes.
He stood quietly for a moment, silently, but Elder Ma had left a deep impression on Lin Xuan's heart. Of course he would not take any action now, but when he has the strength in the future...
The sound of footsteps reached his ears, and someone was coming. Lin Xuan's heart moved, and his gloomy expression quickly disappeared. When he raised his head, his expression was as usual, and there was nothing strange about it.
"Haha, you know, that loser named Lin Xuan got two bottles of waste pills."
"Isn't it so strange? A mortal without spiritual roots is also qualified to take elixirs refined from heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Isn't it just right to use waste elixirs with waste elixirs?" Another person laughed without any scruples, not caring about them at all.
The person making the discussion is standing aside.
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But Lin Xuan seemed not to have heard, and passed them by with a normal expression. Those who do great things cannot act on impulse. Acting on impulse is not heroic, but stupid. A man must endure what others cannot tolerate. These guys who have insulted him must first
Put it on the account...
The most important thing now is to practice hard. Strength is the last word. The original plan was to use the Marrow Cleansing Pill to break the bottleneck of the second level of skills, but looking at the waste pill in his hand, Lin Xuan was silent for a moment, and turned around like a floating
Went outside Yungu.
Without the aid of elixirs, with his qualifications as an ordinary person, it would be difficult to break through the bottleneck even with the efforts of refining the mind. After thinking about it, Lin Xuan decided to try his luck.
Not far from the main gate, there is a small canyon with a hidden entrance and inaccessible places. Lin Xuan also discovered it by accident, and occasionally picked some precious herbs there.
Although the chance is small, Lin Xuan has encountered it several times, and in addition to spiritual pills, some thousand-year-old spiritual herbs are also helpful in improving cultivation.
Lin Xuan thought about it carefully. This was his hope to enter the second level of the spiritual stage as soon as possible, and even if he could not find the spiritual grass, there would be no loss. After weighing all this in his heart, Lin Xuan came out of Piaoyun.
valley.
After leaving the scope of the sect, Lin Xuan did not go to the canyon immediately, but wandered around aimlessly for a few times. He did this to ensure that no one was following him, because the hidden canyon could occasionally collect food.
He found precious medicinal herbs, so Lin Xuan didn't want others to know about it.
After walking in circles for an hour, Lin Xuan was sure that no one was paying attention to him, so he quietly left the road and went down a remote path. After twists and turns, he came to a hidden canyon.
It was colorful, the grass was full of wild flowers, and the air was filled with fragrance. It was such a beautiful scenery. However, Lin Xuan did not come here for an outing. He began to search carefully nearby to see if there were any herbs that could improve his cultivation.
Time passed quietly, and Lin Xuan still found nothing, but he was not discouraged, so he searched a small area and continued to search.
However, at this moment, a faint voice reached his ears. Lin Xuan was startled, and then without hesitation, he hid in the grass nearby.
A ray of red light came from far to near, followed by a "plop" sound, and the two people landed in the canyon, not far from Lin Xuan.
"Master, your injury is okay!" A young woman's voice sounded concerned.
Through the gap in the grass, Lin Xuan saw that they were wearing Piaoyun Valley clothes and were members of the same sect. However, Lin Xuan did not go out to meet each other. It was better to do less than to do more and wait and see what would happen.
"Ahem, you can still hold on, Yan'er, are we almost at Piaoyun Valley?" A weak voice sounded familiar to Lin Xuan. Which senior of our sect is it?
"Don't worry, Master, we are only a few miles away from our sect, and the enemy no longer dares to pursue us."
"That's good." The weak voice breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had been seriously injured.
"Master, please rest for a while!"
With the sound of clothes carrying wind, the woman helped the injured man and sat down against a big tree. Due to the angle, Lin Xuan could just see their faces clearly.
"No wonder the voice sounds familiar."
The man sitting on the ground appeared to be in his forties, with three long beards. He was supposed to be an immortal, but now his face was gray and his chest was stained with blood. Lin Xuan secretly took a breath.
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Zhang Yu is the professor who taught them the spiritual shield spell half a month ago. It is said that this person is already in the middle stage of foundation building and is one of the protectors of the sect.
And that woman, Lin Xuan, also knew Zhou Yan, a senior sister who entered the profession several years earlier than him. Although she was of the same generation, she was at the Dzogchen stage of spiritual cultivation. Among the junior disciples, she was ranked among the top three masters. If nothing else happened,
, a few years later, it may be possible to successfully build the foundation.
These two people are important figures in the sect, how could they escape back here in such a mess?
Moreover, looking at their expressions, they looked sneaky and frightened. Logically speaking, they have reached the sphere of influence of our sect and do not need to be so cautious. Is there some secret that they do not want others to know?
In just a few seconds, Lin Xuan had the above analysis. With this idea, although he was curious, he was more careful to hide himself.
If the other party really has a big secret and it happens to be discovered by him, the two of them will definitely kill each other and silence them. The world of cultivation is very cruel, where the weak prey on the strong. Lin Xuan doesn't want to encounter unexpected disasters.
Facing an uncle who is in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment and a senior sister who is in the Dzogchen realm of agility, even if they are injured, trying to kill them is like squeezing an ant to death.
After having a correct analysis and understanding of the strength of both parties, Lin Xuan held his breath and concentrated, not daring to take a breath. In his heart, he just hoped that the other party would take a short rest and leave quickly.
"Hey, there's someone!"
Zhou Yan's low cry surprised Lin Xuan. Could it be that she had discovered him? However, before he could make any move, he heard another scream.
"You...you plotted against me?" The voice was frightened and angry, with a little bit of disbelief: "Why...why?"
"Huh, Master, you don't have to waste your efforts. You gave me this golden rope. You should understand its power. With your current physical condition, you can still use up to 20% of your magic power. You can't escape it if you struggle.