Chapter 2743 Time Flies Like an Arrow for a Hundred Years

It felt extremely comfortable, as expected of the sacred fruit of the flat peach, but before the thought changed, the peaceful spiritual power that had filled the limbs and bones suddenly changed, and suddenly became violent.

boom!

It was as if a ball of fire blazed through the meridians all over his body, instantly putting Lin Xuan in a sea of ​​flames in purgatory.

Moreover, there was no sign in advance, and the change of the spiritual power attribute was completed almost instantly.

"Ouch!"

Lin Xuan let out a cry of pain, if it was a distracted cultivator, most likely his meridians would not be able to bear it, and he would have exploded and died. Fortunately, Lin Xuan was different from ordinary people, his body was stronger than that of the monster race of the same level, and he would also die. It's not inferior, but it doesn't feel good. For a while, a layer of blood appeared on his face.

"this……"

Lin Xuan was dumbfounded, and all kinds of thoughts turned in his mind, almost suspecting that what he took was not the holy fruit of flat peach, but that he had been fooled by Piaomiao Xiangong.

After all, although he had never eaten a flat peach before, by chance, there were many descriptions of it in various classics.

Flat peaches, and even sacred wood fruits, have strong and peaceful medicinal properties, how could they be like the poisonous fire in front of them.

But soon, Lin Xuan shook his head and said no.

The senior patriarchs of Misty Immortal Palace, even if they are powerful monks in the tribulation period, it is impossible for them to have the ability to foretell and put a fake flat peach there to murder themselves.

Could it be that because of the purification, although the impurities in the flat peaches were cleaned out, the effect was shifted to a certain extent?

Lin Xuan was puzzled, but at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it. He took a breath, endured the pain of the burning flames, and began to refine the medicinal power in the meridians.

The feeling was indescribable, apart from pain, it was still pain, and there could be no mistakes, otherwise it would be a disaster.

But it's not a big deal, one can become a master only by suffering among hardships, this truth, Lin Xuan knew it well when he first set foot in the world of cultivating immortals thousands of years ago.

At that time, he was still in the agile stage, so he dared to forge ahead and cultivate his mind. Now this little bit of danger and pain is nothing.

Lin Xuan's eyes were closed tightly, and his body was covered with azure glaze, and after a while, it turned into five-color aura and circled around his body...

People say that there is only one day in the mountains, but a thousand years in the world.

Lin Xuan was refining the medicinal power in the cave, and could not feel the passage of time at all.

Originally thought that this retreat would be as short as more than a month, or as long as half a year, and we would see the outcome, but I didn't know that winter will pass and spring will come, summer will end and autumn will come again, and the gate of the cave is still closed.

Every year, every year, every year, before you know it, a hundred years have passed...

The surroundings of the cave were covered with a thick layer of dust, and the smell of decaying leaves emanated from it. It seemed that this place had become an ancient tomb that had existed since ancient times.

However, the advanced celestial phenomenon has never appeared, and it is not known whether Lin Xuan is alive or dead in it.

And this place is indeed remote. Few monks have paid attention to this place in a hundred years. Occasionally, there will be one or two, and they are just passing by, and they don't see anything wrong here.

...

It was a peaceful morning. In the desert, a small animal in the shape of a hare was looking for food. It raised its long ears from time to time, and watched vigilantly for the wind and grass around it.

Suddenly, the little guy raised his head, as if he noticed something was wrong, his ears swayed from side to side, and then he caught a slight sound.

Without saying a word, the little guy used all his strength to escape into a cave not far away.

...

Only a moment later, in the distant sky, the aura was dazzling, and there were more than ten colorful lights flying towards this side.

After more than a dozen breaths of effort, the figure in the twilight could be seen clearly, the leader was a female cultivator in white white attire, although not peerless in appearance, but with clear facial features and delicate features, she was said to be a beautiful woman And by no means exaggerated.

This woman is in her early twenties, but her beautiful eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.

And behind her, there are more than ten monks of different ages.

But in terms of cultivation, compared with her, it is far inferior, and it is no more than the Nascent Soul realm.

Among them were two girls aged seventeen or eighteen, their foreheads were covered with bean-sized drops of sweat. The two sisters had only just condensed the Nascent Soul for a few years, and their realm was not completely stable. This kind of long-term escape was really difficult. For two girls.

"Master Uncle, why don't you rest for a while, this disciple is really unable to hold on, and the mana in his body is on the verge of drying up." The petite girl spoke, panting delicately, her face was extremely pale, obviously she had exhausted the spiritual power in her body.

"Lian'er, no, the guys from the Hundred Poison Sect are chasing closely. Just now I managed to throw them away by some tricks. If you rest, all the previous efforts will be in vain." The voice of the female cultivator in palace costume came Into the ear, categorically.

"But this disciple really can't hold on. If we continue to escape like this, even if we don't fall, we will be exhausted." The girl said with sweat profusely, her delicate body was trembling because of too much mana overdrawn.

"this……"

The female nun in palace costume glanced over, saw the other party's state in her eyes, and understood that what this woman said was the truth, she hesitated for a moment, and slapped her waist, only to see a dazzling aura, and a pure white jade bottle appeared in the palm of her hand middle.

Then the cork was pulled out, and a refreshing fragrance wafted out.

"This is……"

The girl sniffed her nose vigorously, and just a few sips made people feel comfortable: "Could it be Wannian Lingrui?"

"No, how can I have such virtue? How can I get that kind of spiritual thing? This is just the spiritual liquid diluted by the ten-thousand-year spiritual milk." The female cultivator in palace costume said with a sigh.

"Oh, that's worth a fortune, too."

The petite girl happily said that after the Wannian Spiritual Milk was diluted, the effect would naturally be greatly reduced, but that was relatively speaking, and for immortal cultivators at the Nascent Soul level like them, they could still replenish a lot of spiritual power.

"Lian'er, swallow a little and continue on your way. As long as you can leave this wasteland and reach the city where immortal cultivators live, the fellows of the Hundred Poison Sect will not dare to be so unscrupulous."

"Yes, uncle." The petite girl nodded respectfully, then raised her head and drank a few drops of the diluted spiritual milk, and handed it to her sister beside her.

"Damn it, it's really a tiger falling into Pingyang and being bullied by a dog. If it was a hundred years ago, how would a mere Hundred Poison Sect dare to offend my disciples of Misty Immortal Palace."

The angry voice of an old man with gray hair came to his ears, his face was full of injustice.

"Okay, Martial Nephew Li, at this time and at that time, my Misty Immortal Palace encountered a catastrophe a hundred years ago, but the sect has its ups and downs, which is normal. One day, it will become the number one sect in this world again. We should be trying to find a way to get through the immediate crisis."

The voice of the female cultivator in palace costume came to my ears. It is meaningless to entangle with these things now, but before the words fell, the woman's face suddenly changed: "Not good..."