Chapter 154: Eighth Level of Qi Refining

After thousands of years of investigation, the cause of the destruction of Kuihan Sect could not be found, and the matter could only be left unsolved.

The secret of Kuihan Sect has been washed away by tens of thousands of years and has gradually been forgotten by later generations. Now, only a few senior officials of the five major sects know the history of that year.

The records of Kuihan Sect are also hidden in the Sutra Pavilion of the five major sects, and non-core disciples cannot access them.

"It seems that Brother Gu is really scheming. If he can really get the treasure of this Fengbo ancestor, Brother Gu will still have great hope of entering the Nascent Soul stage in his lifetime." Shangguan Jinluan smiled faintly, but his words were full of malice.

The other three were naturally awakened by Shangguan Jinluan, and they all looked at the white-faced monk named Gu.

"Brother Gu, it is said that before Fengbo Patriarch became enlightened, he once relied on a Qingyan Treasure Seal to travel across the Tianlu Mountains and was known as the number one person under the Golden Elixir. After he condensed the Golden Elixir, the Qingyan Spirit Fire he cultivated was even more terrifying. Moreover, he also has half of the Kuishui Spirit Technique, which is the top cultivation method that we cultivators dream of. It seems that Brother Gu has returned with a full load this time." The old man surnamed Wu said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the white-faced cultivator surnamed Gu showed a bitter smile on his face. He had learned from Lin Xueying through the air transmission that, in addition to a magic weapon, he did not get the Qingyan Treasure Seal and half of the Kuishui Spirit Technique that he valued so much, but he also knew that even if he told the four people the truth, they would never believe it.

But if he didn't say it, the four people would doubt him. If the four people in front of him faced one alone, he would not be afraid at all with his Jinxuan Sword Escape, but if the four people joined forces, he would be invincible.

Moreover, if this incident really caused a rift between the five sects, even if Futian Patriarch doted on him in every way, he would never let him go under the pressure of the other four sects.

Unexpectedly, what was originally a lucky opportunity made him feel uncomfortable in the end. He thought about it quickly and came up with a countermeasure.

The white-faced monk surnamed Gu smiled bitterly, and then said: "Even if Gu said that Lin girl did not get the Qingyan Baozhuan and half of the Kuishui Lingjue in Fengbo Water Mansion, I think you will not believe it."

After speaking, the white-faced monk surnamed Gu looked around at the four people, and the "exactly what you said" expressions on the faces of the four people made the white-faced monk surnamed Gu's bitter face more helpless.

With a light sigh, the white-faced monk surnamed Gu spoke: "At this point, I will no longer hide it. Miss Lin has just told me about her experience in Fengbo Water Palace through telepathic transmission."

"After she broke the spiritual light restriction of Fengbo Water Palace through the secret method taught by Gu, she was the first to enter the water palace, but there was nothing else except a magic weapon and six spiritual tools, and the two stone pillars where the Qingyan Baozhuan and Kuishui Lingjue could be placed were also empty."

After a pause, the white-faced monk surnamed Gu looked at the four people whose faces had begun to darken, and hurriedly said: "I know that you four will not believe it, so after they come out of the cave, we will send people to check everyone's storage bags one by one to show that what I said is true. I wonder what you four think?"

Hearing what the white-faced monk surnamed Gu said, the faces of the other four people eased slightly.

"Brother Gu's method can dispel our doubts, but Wu proposes that when checking everyone's storage bags, each of our five sects must send a disciple to do it together. This way, we can prevent our disciples from embezzling, and on the other hand, we can also gain the trust of other sects and show fairness." Shangguan Jinluan was the first to agree after hearing this. Fairy Liu and the old monster Zhen also agreed after a moment of hesitation. Seeing that the four people agreed to his proposal, the white-faced monk surnamed Gu was relieved and finally put down his hanging heart. Then the five people cast spiritual spells one after another, which was already a way to notify the sect to send people. After all, it was too embarrassing for them, the Jindan ancestors, to personally search the storage bags of the monks who came out of the cave. However, apart from other things, the five major sects still had many disciples who did miscellaneous work. After this, the five people were finally happy. "Brother Gu, you said that the owner of Fengbo Water Palace is someone's youngest disciple, but who is that someone?" Shangguan Jinluan suddenly asked.

The other three people's faces changed when they heard this, and they all turned their eyes to the white-faced monk surnamed Gu.

The white-faced monk surnamed Gu naturally cursed Shangguan Jinluan in his heart and greeted his three generations of ancestors one by one. Although he also knew that Shangguan Jinluan was already the oldest ancestor of their Shangguan family, there was no abnormality on his face. He said lightly: "The map does not record who the master of this Fengbo ancestor is, but the youngest disciple trained by him has the cultivation of the late Nascent Soul, which shows that his master is definitely a great figure who is earth-shaking."

"As for his origins, the map is very secretive and there is no detailed record, but Gu believes that he may come from the Guxuan Mountains."

"Guxuan Sect?" The other four people took a breath and exclaimed in unison.

"Gu is just guessing, there is no real evidence. Besides, apart from the Ancient Xuan Sect, it is difficult to produce a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage with the cultivation resources in our Tianlu Mountains."

The hearts of the other four people also began to beat wildly. If it was true as the white-faced cultivator surnamed Gu said, the owner of Fengbo Water Palace came from the Ancient Xuan Mountain, then the covetousness of the Ancient Xuan Mountain for the Tianlu Mountains might not be groundless.

It might be that the Tianlu Mountains were originally part of the Ancient Xuan Sect. However, although the four people had such a guess in their hearts, they did not say it out loud. After all, this matter was a big deal. Once it was spread out, it might cause panic among the disciples of the five major sects.

So the four people chose to remain silent.

"Brother Gu, can you show me the map you got?" After a while, Shangguan Jinluan spoke again.

The white-faced monk surnamed Gu had already gnashed his teeth in hatred towards Shangguan Jinluan, and his eyes when he looked at him were without any color, which surprised Shangguan Jinluan a little and he actually kept silent. Perhaps he also knew that the five major sects seemed to be quite friendly on the surface.

But if it was outside, it would be hard to say. Although he had said that before deliberately to alert the other three people and prevent Tianyun Pavilion from swallowing up the treasures of Fengbo Water Mansion, he also knew that to some extent, he had offended the other party. If this white-faced monk surnamed Gu ran into him and secretly killed him, it would be difficult for him to escape.

But he soon threw this fear out of the sky. Not to mention that he was also a Jindan stage cultivator, even if he ran into him outside the sect, he would be almost certain to escape if he couldn't beat him.

Moreover, if several foundation-building cultivators died in the Tianlu Mountains, the major sects would investigate, but most of them would end up leaving it unsolved. After all, the five major sects had a total of one or two thousand foundation-building cultivators, and it was not realistic to investigate so many people at the same time.

But the Jindan Patriarch was different. There were only a few dozen Jindan cultivators in the five major sects in the entire Tianlu Mountains. If one of them died, it must have been done by the other Jindan cultivators. The probability of being found out was at least several times higher than that of the foundation-building cultivators.

Therefore, unless he died outside the Tianlu Mountains, the five major sects would never let him go if he died in the Tianlu Mountains. Moreover, Shangguan Jinluan had already decided that after returning to the mountain this time, he would first practice hard in seclusion for a few decades, and then come out after the anger of the cultivator surnamed Gu subsided.

The white-faced monk surnamed Gu naturally didn't know what Shangguan Jinluan was thinking. After gnashing his teeth secretly, the star ring on his hand flashed, and a piece of animal skin jumped out of his hand. He threw the animal skin in his hand to the old man surnamed Wu without thinking.

The old man surnamed Wu was slightly stunned, and instinctively took it, and the other three people also stretched their necks, as if they wanted to see the animal skin in his hand.

The old man surnamed Wu glanced at the three people, and then took the animal skin and spread it out in front of him. The other three people were not polite and came over. The four of them studied it carefully.

After two hours, the four people withdrew their gazes one after another. After looking at each other, the old man surnamed Wu rolled up the animal skin again and threw it to the white-faced monk surnamed Gu.

The white-faced monk surnamed Gu had a gloomy face, said nothing, and put the animal skin away.

"Brother Gu, please don't be offended. Fellow Daoist Shangguan has no ill intentions. I believe that after this incident, our five sects will be more united and jointly resist possible invasions from the Ancient Xuan Sect in the future." The old man surnamed Wu squeezed out a few smiles on his old face and said to the white-faced monk surnamed Gu.

Shangguan Jinluan heard this and looked at the old man surnamed Wu gratefully, but did not speak.

"My younger sister was a little rude just now. I apologize to Brother Gu." Fairy Liu also stood up and saluted the white-faced monk surnamed Gu in mid-air. When the other three saw Fairy Liu doing this, they also stood up and saluted the white-faced monk surnamed Gu.

The gloomy face of the white-faced monk surnamed Gu finally eased, and then the few people began to talk about some other things in the sect. Soon, the rift between the few people seemed to be gradually eliminated. Finally, at the suggestion of Shangguan Jinluan, the few people took out some rare materials and exchanged them with each other.

.......

Xiao Lin naturally didn't know all this. He began to practice hard in the belly of the mountain. Soon, ten days passed.

On this day, Xiao Lin woke up from his meditation with a surprised smile on his face.

This cave is indeed a holy place for cultivation. After a few days of hard training, with the help of the improved version of Yunling Pill, his cultivation finally reached the peak of the seventh level of Qi Refining.

He took out the water spirit pill from the spiritual wood space, opened the jade bottle in his hand, and poured out a soybean-sized emerald green spirit pill from it. He looked at the water spirit pill and then gently put it into his mouth.

The water spirit pill melted in his mouth and turned into a stream of cool water into his stomach. Then the coolness spread and turned into a majestic spiritual energy that penetrated into Xiao Lin's meridians.

Xiao Lin felt this long-lost feeling of spiritual power filling, his face was happy, and he quickly closed his eyes again. The scriptures of the eighth level of the Dry Water Sutra kept reciting in his consciousness.

Soon, Xiao Lin's body was shrouded in a light mist, and as Xiao Lin's spiritual power circulated, the light mist surrounding him also connected with the majestic spiritual power in his body.

As Xiao Lin breathed in and out, the water vapor covering his body also expanded and shrank.

Outside, the fighting on the third floor of the cave gradually came to an end when there were still seven days before the cave entrance was reopened. When there were still six days, there were only a few living people on the third floor of the cave except for some scattered monks' corpses.

The surviving monks among them who got the purple spirit flower naturally went to the second floor of the cave with joy, while those who did not get the purple spirit flower could only leave unwillingly. After all, if they missed the time to leave the cave, it would not only be a problem of not being able to get the purple spirit flower.

It would also be a problem of losing their lives.

On this day, Xiao Lin in the cave was shocked, and the water vapor around him was sucked into his body through the acupoints like birds returning to their nests. At the same time, Xiao Lin opened his eyes, and two rays of light shot out from them.

Xiao Lin also smiled.