Chapter Thirty Who Did It?
Of course Xu Xian was annoyed.
If he hadn't met the dragon, his life would have been explained to the undercurrent. But then again, if it weren't for this life-and-death adventure, he wouldn't have been able to get so many benefits.
Speaking of which, he also thanked the female cultivator.
Manager Ye went to take care of the benefits, while Xu Xian himself hid in the yard to rest.
He doesn't plan to go out these days.
Practice alchemy, practice.
As the saying goes, cultivation is everything, and Xu Xian also has to consider how to plan in the future.
Another day later, Ye Feigong called Xu Xian over.
Things that seek benefits have a result.
"Pills, spirit stones, and sect contribution points are compensation. Don't mention this matter in the future." Ye Feigong also smiled.
This time they were in the right position, but the five sects were just right, so the compensation went smoothly.
There is no shortage of elixirs here, but there is no spirit stone.
Not only Xu Xianque, but even Ye Feigong, the chief manager of the medicine field, was short of it.
Xu Xian knows how to be a human being, Ye Feigong is not interested in elixirs, and the sect’s contribution points are not needed, so Xu Xian gives all the spirit stones he has compensated to Ye Feigong.
Ye Feigong was unwilling to accept it, but Xu Xian had a firm attitude and finally accepted it half-supportedly.
The days that followed slowly returned to peace, and Xu Xian was still practicing alchemy and rarely went out. Before he knew it, a month passed.
Xu Xian didn't know that one day, in the sword tomb cave in the secret realm of the back mountain, one person used his magic and sneaked into it. After a moment, a roar echoed into the cave.
"Ahhhh, who did it?"
This man was originally extremely handsome and majestic, but now he had a hideous face and looked angry.
He stood at the original sword tomb, staring at the digging holes and broken coffins below.
"Who ruined my good deeds? My fairy sword. In order to refine it and eliminate the sharpness of the sword spirit, I took the risk of opening a cave in the secret realm, secretly corroding the sword spirit with the corpse energy of the sword tomb. I even used the inner alchemy of the Guizhen realm monster as the array eye to suppress this fairy sword for a hundred years. Over the years, I have been trembling, but I didn't expect that when I was about to succeed, I failed. Who was it?"
This man shouted like crazy.
He began to dig three feet into the ground to search, but found nothing.
After a long struggle, I got nothing.
Gradually, the man calmed down.
It's just that my eyes are colder and more terrifying than before.
"No matter who it is, I will be irrelevant with you."
After saying that, the man's figure swayed, moved out of the cave, soared into the air, looking at the hill beneath him, and was so angry that he immediately raised his hand and pressed it.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and the mountain collapsed directly by a force. For a moment, the huge rocks rolled, and the birds and beasts were shocked.
Several disciples of the five sects who were patrolling the secret realm of the back mountain heard the movement and came with their swords.
"Who is so bold that he dares to mess around in the secret realm of the sect?"
It is obviously not ordinary to be able to become a disciple who inspects the secret realm. However, as soon as these disciples came over, they immediately stopped frightened and bowed to the monk standing hanging in the air with murderous aura.
"I've met Senior Brother Chunyu."
"Are you okay?" The monk's voice was cold, and several mountain patrol disciples shook their heads: "I saw the mountain collapse here before, and I thought there was something wrong, but I didn't expect that it was Senior Brother Chunyu who cast the spell. We will not disturb Senior Brother's cultivation and leave now."
After saying that, he bowed and left, and he ran away very quickly.
When he got to the distance, a relatively young mountain patrol disciple whispered: "Several brothers, is it because this one was the chief disciple of the Tu Sect just now, Senior Brother Chunyu Xiu?"
"Yes, Senior Brother Chunyu is the pride of heaven, the true elite of the sect, with profound cultivation and boundless magic power. Maybe he has the opportunity to take charge of the Tu Sect in the future and become the sect leader."
"That's really amazing, but just now I didn't seem to be too happy to see Senior Brother Chunyu..."
"Shh, let's not talk nonsense about the matter of senior brother. Just patrol the mountain well, don't worry about other things."
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"Don't worry about other people's affairs!"
Xu Xian was walking on the road, muttering to himself.
Just now, he met several old foreign disciples bullying a new disciple. Xu Xian saw it and ignored it and left.
This kind of thing cannot be controlled, and I don’t know how much it happens every day, and new disciples can grow up quickly under the care of such seniors.
It's a good thing.
Xu Xian remembered that when he came, he was so "cared for" by others, so he quickly realized the reality. Later, after he met Lao Yao, this kind of thing never happened again.
From this point of view, the sect is a small society. A group composed of people pays attention to relationships. Sometimes if you want to live a good life and live a stable life, you must have a backer.
At present, his backer is the chief manager of the Medicine Field. In the outer courtyard, no one dares to bully him.
Walking on the road, other disciples from the outer courtyard had to stop and salute respectfully and call them senior brothers, but in fact, Xu Xian had only been in the middle of the year.
Satisfied?
Xu Xian shook his head.
If he stayed in the outer courtyard for a lifetime, like Ye Feigong, although it was not bad, he always felt that something was wrong. At first he came to survive, but later he saw the supernatural powers of the monks, which was what his heart wanted.
Looking at the scenery of the outer courtyard, then looking at the big trees of the five sects in the distance, the mighty fairy spirit of the giant sword. Xu Xian had some enlightenment for a moment and murmured:
Looking at the sun in the morning, the moon is watched at night, and the white clouds on the branches of the ridge are frost.
With every year of ambition, how many people can become golden phoenixes?
Xu Xian was moved and took small steps, carried his hands on his back, and walked back to his yard step by step.
The days of practice are very dull, the sun rises and the moon sets, and before I know it, a year has passed in a blink of an eye.
In the alchemy room, the formation arranged by the small black flag was buzzing at this moment, and a beast seemed to rush in it. Xu Xian sat cross-legged with his upper body, motionless, with his skin stiff and hard flesh, as if he was coated with a layer of wax.
This state has been maintained for several days.
The powerful spiritual energy kept rushing around, but fortunately there was a formation to confine it, otherwise the small house might collapse directly.
After a moment, the leaking spiritual energy began to quickly enter Xu Xian's body. The formation that had been buzzing with shock was quiet at this moment.
I heard a click.
Xu Xian's flesh cracked.
But no blood flowed out. Next, the flesh behind Xu Xian began to collapse, and then a man came out of it, like a golden cicada shedding her skin and a spiritual snake shedding her skin.
The person who came out was Xu Xian.
His appearance has not changed at this moment, but his skin has been much better than before. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is flawless. It looks like jade, and some of the scars have disappeared without a trace.
The whole person is like a new life.
Xu Xian opened his eyes and looked at the layer of human skin below, and was also stunned.
"The cicada escapes from the snake and resolves it, it's really amazing!"
Xu Xian smiled.
After a year of hard practice, he made rapid progress from the third level of Qi refining, crossed the bottleneck, and finally broke through to the fourth level of Qi refining.
When you are promoted to the fourth level of the third level, you will experience the first time you escape from the snake. For monks, the fourth level of Qi refining is called the real entry into the path of cultivation.
Xu Xian himself is also young. If it were Lao Yao or Ye Feigong, if he could experience a snail escape, he would not be rejuvenated, but it would be fine if he was twenty years younger.
Feeling the power of spiritual energy and physical body in his body, Xu Xian realized how powerful the fourth level of Qi refining is, which is more than several times stronger than when he refining the third level of Qi himself.
The inner elixir in the body is also more solid.
Xu Xian has very average talent. He can achieve this kind of cultivation speed, relying on the internal alchemy to refine Qi, and the Sun and Moon to transform the spirit pill.
The Sun and Moon Transformation Pill is really domineering. You should know that according to previous estimates, in a year, you can only cultivate to the peak of the third level of Qi refining. If you want to break through the fourth level of Qi refining, Xu Xian will need at least half a year to prepare.
Chapter completed!