Chapter 1809 A Blessing in Misfortune

"Fairy Baicao advanced to Dongxuan, so why... is your faction so weak?"

Lin Xuan murmured and opened his mouth. He originally thought that it was just an inconspicuous little sect, but now it seems that the situation is completely different from what he thought before. To be able to advance to Dongxuan, let alone the aptitude of this Fairy Baicao, the cultivation The practice method is definitely almost where it went.

"I made the seniors laugh. The ancestor Yingwu was unworthy of the disciples of the younger generation. Our sect also prospered. Unfortunately, after experiencing some wind and rain, it gradually declined. Even most of the various exercises were lost, so that this "Baicao" Jue", become incomplete."

Shangguan Muyu sighed, his eyes were full of silence, Lin Xuan casually comforted him a few words, the vicissitudes of life, the changes in the world, the ups and downs of a sect, it is very normal. Disappearing in the years, let the orthodoxy pass on, this is very remarkable.

Of course, Lin Xuan still had doubts in his heart. According to what this woman said, the Baicao Fairy in the past was definitely not a thing in the pond. Why did the main rudder of Baicaomen be located in this wild sea area like a remote village?

After a little hesitation, Lin Xuan didn't ask this question. It's a big taboo to talk lightly and deeply. There will be plenty of time in the future, so there is no rush now.

But looking at the woman's expression, Lin Xuan seemed a little more kind: "The so-called God's will in the dark, don't hide it from fellow Taoists, I come from the same lower realm as Fairy Xuanfeng, and by chance, I got Xuanfeng It is not an exaggeration to say that the patriarch's true understanding of cultivating immortals is her disciple, since Senior Baicao and Master are good friends, then we are not outsiders."

"Senior's words are right, this is really a coincidence." The woman was also overjoyed. Given the current situation of Baicaomen, there is a monk in the separation and reunion period as a backer, which she can't wish for. It seems that the upcoming catastrophe can also be solved easily.

"Well, Mr. Lin is a little tired, how about chatting with fellow Taoists when you are free some other day?" Lin Xuan said lightly.

"It's my concubine who is confused and disturbed the senior's rest. The junior will leave for the time being. If the senior has any requests, just ask the senior, and you must not be polite."

Lin Xuan's eyes fell like the mural, Fairy Xuanfeng is actually here, and she found her Fang, so I don't know where this girl is. It would be great if I could get the cultivation method behind Fengwu Jiutianjue .

Although Lin Xuan already has the Mo Yuetian Wujue in his hands, but one master and one assistant, it is the right way to complement each other.

The Phoenix Dance Nine Heavens Art is the secret technique of imitating the real phoenix. If it is possible, Lin Xuan is naturally unwilling to give up.

It's a pity that although this Baicaomen has a little relationship with Fairy Xuanfeng, it is still far away from my goal by hundreds of thousands of miles.

Sighing, the problem cannot be solved in a hurry, the most urgent thing is to do the thing in front of you.

Thinking so in his heart, Lin Xuan walked out of the cave, and then took out a few sets of array flags from his arms, and spread them around. Lin Xuan was not worried that the people of Baicaomen would be bad for him, even if he borrowed their ten thousand courage, This kind of thing will not happen, but there is nothing wrong with being careful, Lin Xuan is used to it, and there must always be some vigilance in his practice place.

After doing all this, Lin Xuan returned to the cave.

"Cough, cough, cough." He took off his shirt. The wounds on his chest and lower abdomen hadn't healed yet. The magic sword was extremely terrifying. I was on my way, so I didn't care about dealing with it. Now that things are changing, since I have a stable place to practice, of course I have to get rid of the stubborn illness first.

If the injury is not good, how can I practice?

Thoughts turned in his mind, Lin Xuan sat cross-legged in an orderly manner.

Let's get rid of the trouble first.

Don't look at the horrific wounds on the outside, the real trouble is the sword qi invading the body, as long as it is expelled, for a cultivator, healing this physical wound is nothing more than a matter of effort.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and sank his mind into his body to investigate.

Near the wound, wisps of black energy were like monsters, rampaging all around, but they were all covered with Lin Xuan's mana, preventing the black sword energy from rushing out.

On the surface, they are trapped, but they still stay in the meridians near the wound. It is precisely because of their destructive effect that the wound cannot heal.

Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, and separated a little of his consciousness. It was a very small Lin Xuan. Unlike Yuanying, this divine consciousness had no body, but this did not affect his understanding of it. Controlled by mana, the little guy opened his hand, and the nearby spiritual power dragon came over, wrapped the little guy like an armor, and then he rushed towards a wisp of black sword energy.

The purpose is to catch.

However, that sword energy seemed to have a spirituality, and it was unwilling to be restrained, and turned into a black magic snake. Of course, it was also a very small and very small kind.

Xiao Linxuan didn't care, and rushed to catch him.

Then in a flash, it appeared outside the body.

Lin Xuan spread out his right hand, and he fell into the palm.

Afterwards, Xiao Linxuan, who had transformed into a spiritual consciousness, submerged from the top of his head again, leaving only the tiny sword energy in his hand that was as thin as a gossamer.

hiss……

That thing flashed and turned into a hideous monster.

"Hmph, death is imminent, do you still want to resist?" This thing tortured him for so long, Lin Xuan naturally didn't like it at all, with a shake of his palm, three-color flames emerged, enveloping the black air.

It's just a rootless thing, how can it still fight against its own phantom spirit and sky fire?

Sure enough, even though the black energy was ferocious, it was soon wiped out in the illusory spirit sky fire.

The expression on Lin Xuan's face was very satisfied, and he was about to take back the spirit fire, but his eyebrows twitched, as if he had discovered something.

He brought his palms to his eyes.

After a while.

"Not bad, it's really a blessing in disguise. I didn't expect this black air to increase the corrosive power in the phantom spirit sky fire."

The loud laughter came to the ears, shaking the whole cave, and Lin Xuan wished that there would be more wounds on his body, so that there would be more black energy to cultivate the Phantom Spirit Skyfire.

When bad things turned into good things, Lin Xuan was naturally overjoyed.

The process just now sounds simple, but it actually took two hours.

Lin Xuan also felt a little tired, so he took a short rest, then sat cross-legged again, and began to expel the black energy in the same way, and then refined it into the phantom spirit sky fire.

...

Two days passed quickly.

Lin Xuan refined the last sliver of black energy into the Phantom Spirit Sky Fire, and the stubborn disease was gone. Lin Xuan stretched out his hand and slapped the pouch, and a small jade bottle flew out.

After uncorking the bottle, the fragrance overflowed, and Lin Xuan applied a milky white ointment on the surface of the wound.

An incredible scene happened. I saw that the bloody wound, which was originally the size of a thumb, began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan's skin was as smooth as new again, and he didn't want to be penetrated by the magic hole at all.

"This shengjihuoxue ointment is not bad." Lin Xuan muttered to himself.

This thing is actually equivalent to the common medicine for golden sores. The things in the world of cultivating immortals are naturally far more miraculous than the mortal world. The living dead can't do it, but there is still no difficulty in making flesh and bones, and it is easy.

However, it is this kind of "miracle medicine" that will cause countless bloody storms if it is placed in the world, but in the world of cultivating immortals, it is a worthless thing.

There are many types of pills. Generally, only those that increase mana and break through the bottleneck will be sought after by monks. As for the nature of this kind of wound medicine, they are basically sold on the street. You can buy a bottle of low-grade spar.

After the injury had healed, Lin Xuan returned to the bedroom, fetched water and took a shower.

He said it was fetching water, but in fact he didn't go out at all. As an immortal cultivator in the separation and reunion period, Lin Xuan could manipulate the vitality of the heavens and the earth. He directly fetched the vitality of water nearby and turned it into bath water.

After cleaning up, Lin Xuan fell asleep and fell asleep. This time he went out and gained a lot, but he almost died. Now that his injury has healed and he has a place to stay, he must of course take a good rest.

Lin Xuan got up the next day feeling refreshed, and then went to the practice room.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, a ray of light flew out from the waist, and after falling, there were seven or eight storage bags, each of which was bulging, and besides that, there was a shrine.

Wait, the storage bag is a rare treasure collected by the ancestor of the poisonous dragon for thousands of years. Where did this shrine come from?

Lin Xuan was a little surprised, but soon, he realized it.

The shrine was obtained from the third floor of the last building in the main rudder of Danyue Sect last time. The elixir inside has been taken away by Jin Yi. The elixir is very miraculous. , within the effort of two cups of tea, it skyrocketed a few levels.

Because he didn't know the situation, the elixir fell into Jin Yi's hands, but later, Lin Xuan made amends and snatched the shrine away.

If I remember correctly, I have never studied this thing myself.

Really negligent, Lin Xuan patted his head, but it is not too late to re-study now.

With a flick of the sleeve robe, the shrine was rolled over.

The shrine is not big, only one foot long, and looks exquisite.

Lin Xuan held it in his hand and played with it carefully, but it was a pity that there was only one elixir and it was taken away by Jin Yi, otherwise, if he met an immortal cultivator in the Dongxuan stage again, he would not have to be too afraid of having such a trump card.

The shrine itself is not a magic weapon, but when Lin Xuan held it with his hands, it was extremely hard. I don't know what material it was made of, but it was obviously not a mortal thing either.

It's a pity that the input of mana has no effect at all. Lin Xuan released his consciousness and searched inch by inch. Suddenly, his expression changed, and there was a hidden space in the shrine. Could it be...

Thoughts turned in his mind, Lin Xuan suddenly became excited.

Cautiously stretching out his finger, he buckled somewhere in the shrine, and with a click, the hidden compartment opened, revealing a small jade box.