Chapter 864 Haoyang Mountains

"It's such a pity that such a good seedling of immortal cultivation died just like that." The silver-haired woman said with a regretful expression on her face.

"Junior sister, are you having good intentions again? If the people of the Ghost Sect and the Demonic Path find out about your Heavenly Yin Body and Heavenly Spiritual Root, they will definitely regard you as a treasure. With such aptitude, I'm afraid that after practicing for hundreds of years, you will be able to reach the realm of a great cultivator and become our terrible enemy. Instead of doing that, it's better to kill it in the cradle." The tall middle-aged man in his forties glanced at the silver-haired woman and said lightly.

"Brother may be right, but from the girl's point of view, we have killed her future of cultivation."

"Let's not talk about who is right or wrong for now. There is someone in the Red Stone Valley who can condense a soul power storm through the power of consciousness. It can be seen that this person's realm should be a great cultivator. Among the three of us, Brother's realm is the highest, but it is also one realm lower than this person. Should we go and investigate?"

"Since this person can live in seclusion in the Red Stone Valley and has never been discovered by us, he must not like to be disturbed. It would be unwise for us to go there rashly. Moreover, this person seems to be at a critical moment of cultivation now. If he is angered, it will bring disaster to our courtyard." The old man in green shirt pondered with a serious face.

The tall middle-aged cultivator in his forties beside him heard the words and glanced at the old man in green shirt from behind with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Brother, you are too cautious. Our Qingshan Courtyard is the orthodox sect of Tianzong, one of the 360 ​​Zhoutian Courtyards, and it is also in the territory of the Daqian Dynasty. Who dares to harm us? Although this person is a great cultivator, we may not be afraid of him if the three of us join forces." The silver-haired woman heard this, but her eyebrows were raised and she spoke.

The old man in green shirt heard this, and a blush appeared on his old face. It seemed that he realized that he was a little too cowardly. He felt ashamed in his heart. He thought that he had been running this Qingshan Courtyard for hundreds of years, but he had never been able to advance to the mountain sect. Now even the Silver Feather Guard had no one qualified, and now there were no talents. If this continues, he might be eliminated from the 360 ​​Zhoutian Courtyards.

With a light sigh, the old man in green shirt said: "Well, the three of us will go and investigate to see who this person is." After speaking, the old man in green shirt waved his sleeves, and a green spiritual light suddenly appeared on his body, dragging him towards the direction of Hongshi Valley at lightning speed.

After the forty-year-old tall middle-aged monk and the silver-haired woman looked at each other, they also controlled the escape light at the same time, following the green-shirted old man, and soon the three of them disappeared in the distance.

After a cup of tea, three beams of light fell in the Red Stone Valley. When the spiritual light dissipated, the figures of the green-shirted old man, the tall middle-aged monk, and the silver-haired woman appeared.

But soon they showed a stunned expression, because the entire Red Stone Valley was empty except for a dozen old hens in the chicken coop next to it. The old Xia and his daughter had disappeared.

"Even the old Xia and his daughter are missing. Could it be that this person is a demon cultivator and has killed them?"

"The old Xia and his daughter are just ordinary people. If this person can really kill them, he must be a ruthless person. What I am most worried about is that he has discovered the qualifications of Xia Mo. If she is really a demon cultivator, he will take her away for training. Wouldn't our plan go to waste?"

The green-shirted old man heard this and his face was so gloomy that water could almost condense out of it. This is what he is most worried about. Of course, he is more worried that Xia Mo will hate Qingshan Villa if she knows the truth one day. If so, he will inexplicably create a great enemy for Qingshan Villa.

After searching around for a while, the three of them could only leave helplessly.

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In the Million Mountains, in an inconspicuous small valley, there stood a young man in his twenties. He was Xiao Lin, who had mastered the third level of the Bu Tian Sutra.

Xiao Lin was looking at a stream in front of him. This stream was just like the stream in the Red Stone Valley. Its final destination was the rushing Canglan River.

Although he had been in a deep sleep for more than three years, he had actually regained consciousness in the second year. He was still unable to move due to his severe injuries. Moreover, the third level of the Bu Tian Sutra was at a critical moment, so he continued to practice and began to constantly practice the Qing Luan Sheng Mie Yu Han Jue, repairing the damaged internal organs and meridians bit by bit.

It was not until the third level of the Bu Tian Sutra was completed that Xiao Lin woke up. When the third level of the Bu Tian Sutra was completed, he had already discovered the three Nascent Soul high-level cultivators in Qinghan Villa, one of whom was in the late Nascent Soul stage, and the other two were in the middle Nascent Soul stage. Xiao Lin also took all the conversations of the three into his sea of ​​consciousness.

So after he woke up, he immediately took Old Xia and his daughter away from the Red Stone Valley and came to the Five Names Valley in front of him.

"Brother Xiao, what are you thinking about?"

The beautiful female voice pulled Xiao Lin back from his trance. He turned around and saw Xia Mo's slightly pale face. He couldn't help but smile and said, "How does Miss Xia feel today?"

"Brother Xiao, why do you still call me Miss? Didn't we agree to call me Mo'er?" Xia Mo pouted with a dissatisfied expression.

Xiao Lin smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I was wrong. I just absorbed some of the Yin Qi in my body for you the day before yesterday. I should have a good rest these days."

"It's so boring to lie in bed every day. By the way, Brother Xiao, will you really teach me the immortal method?"

"Of course it's true, but you are still too weak now. After recuperating for a while, Brother Xiao will formally teach you the skills." Xiao Lin smiled, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

After he woke up, he learned from the three old men in green that Xia Mo in front of him was a rare Tianyin physique, and also a talent of Tianlinggen. The chance of such a talent being born is pitifully small.

However, once such a talent is cultivated, the progress will be amazing.

The only thing that made Xiao Lin a little depressed was the Tianyin Qi in Xia Mo's body. Although it was also extremely cold and yin, it was not suitable for practicing the skills in the Qingluan Immortal Scripture. The several ice-based skills that Xiao Lin had were also not suitable.

Because there was a trace of ghost and demon in the Tianyin Qi, practicing the orthodox immortal skills would be twice as effective.

This reminded Xiao Lin of the Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Demonic Skill in his hand. In the Nine Sons Mother Heavenly Demonic Skill, there is a magic breathing method called "Nine Yin Swallowing True Skill", but Xiao Lin thought about it and still felt that this skill was not suitable for Xia Mo.

Xia Mo's Heavenly Yin body is more inclined to the ghost way skills, so Xiao Lin searched for a long time among the many skills he got before finding a basic ghost way skill-Ning Yin Jue.

After thinking about it, he decided to teach her this Ning Yin Jue. For Xiao Lin, this was also a helpless choice. Xia Mo's Heavenly Yin body condensed the Heavenly Yin Qi every day, and ordinary people could not bear it at all. If this goes on, in a few years, Xia Mo will be condensed by the Heavenly Yin Qi throughout her body and die.

And the only way to dissolve the Heavenly Yin Qi is to absorb it for your own use.

Although Xiao Lin did not want to teach Xia Mo this ghost way skill, there was no better way.

After hearing this, Xia Mo's pretty face immediately showed an expression of great joy.

Cultivating immortals is an irresistible temptation for mortals, and Xia Mo is no exception.

"Brother Xiao, have you seen my father?" Xia Mo remembered her purpose. When she got up early this morning, she found that her father was not in the room. She came out to look for him and saw Xiao Lin staring at the stream in a daze.

"Dad Xia is fishing over there?" Xiao Lin pointed to the lower reaches of the stream and said.

"I'll take you there." Xiao Lin waved his sleeves, and a dark green spiritual light wrapped Xia Mo, and then the two turned into a stream of light and flew towards the lower reaches of the stream. In just a moment, Xiao Lin took Xia Mo to the junction of the stream and the Canglan River. The water flow here is relatively stable, and the environment is suitable for fish survival.

So Xia Mo's father was on the shore, casting a net into the stream.

On the shore, there were already three or four fish jumping around, each weighing three or four pounds.

Seeing Xiao Lin and Xia Mo flying over, Old Man Xia stopped casting the net. When the two came to him and landed, he said, "Mo'er, you just got better, why did you run out? Go back and rest."

Hearing that what her father said was the same as what Brother Xiao said, Xia Mo couldn't help but chuckle: "Dad, Mo'er is fine, and Brother Xiao has promised me that he will teach Mo'er the fairy method in a few days, so that Mo'er will no longer suffer from chronic illness."

Hearing this, Old Man Xia looked at Xiao Lin, and suddenly knelt down with a "thump".

Xiao Lin was quick-witted and quick-handed. As soon as Old Man Xia knelt down, he waved his sleeves and felt an irresistible force coming, and his body couldn't help but stand up.

"Old man Xia, there is no need to be polite. Besides, Xiao Lin's life was saved by the two of you. In the end, Xiao Lin is just repaying you."

When Xiao Lin first called old man Xia "Old man Xia", he was really embarrassed. You know, he has been practicing for more than 300 years. In comparison, the old man Xia in front of him is not even his junior.

But when in Rome, do as the Romans do. At least in name, old man Xia is much older than him, and Xia Mo always calls him "Big Brother Xiao". After a long time, Xiao Lin got used to it.

"With the magical power of Master Xiao, it would not matter even if my father and I did not rescue him. Moreover, we did not do anything during the three years when Master was in a coma. It really makes me ashamed."

"Old man Xia, there is no need to be polite." Xiao Lin said with a smile.

"That's right, Dad, don't be so cliché. When your daughter has successfully cultivated the immortal arts, I will definitely take you to travel all over the mountains and rivers of the Daqian Dynasty and see all the scenery."

"Haha, okay, Dad is waiting." Seeing his daughter was saved, Old Man Xia was very relieved, and he shed two lines of tears in his joy.

"Dad, I see you have caught a lot of fish, so let's go back and let your daughter cook a big meal for you."

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In this small valley, Xiao Lin was rarely calm. His injuries were more serious than he thought, and even his Yuanying was seriously injured. Fortunately, it did not affect his original foundation. For Xiao Lin, it was a blessing in disguise.

Every morning, Xiao Lin would get up and go out fishing with Old Man Xia and his daughter. In the process of fishing, he did not use magic power, just like ordinary mortals using a net to catch fish.

And three meals a day were also cooked by Xia Mo herself. Although Xiao Lin had already fasted from Gu, he was full of praise for Xia Mo's cooking skills.

In the afternoon, Xiao Lin began to use his Qigong to treat his injuries and consolidate the third level of the Bu Tian Jing.

It was not until the third month, after Xia Mo's Yin Qi was initially controlled, that Xiao Lin taught her the formula of Ning Yin Jue and asked her to meditate for an hour each morning and evening.

In such a peaceful life, two years passed quickly. During these two years, Xia Mo's Ningyin Jue was cultivated to the eighth level, and her realm also reached the eighth level of Qi Refining. This speed really surprised Xiao Lin.

It took him more than ten years to cultivate from the first level of Qi Refining to the peak of Qi Refining. This was done when he cultivated a large number of low-level spiritual herbs with the help of the spiritual wood space and the spiritual pills were basically continuous.

In just two years, Xia Mo has gone through the road that others have taken at least ten years. It must be said that the immortal cultivators with heavenly spiritual roots are really the darlings of God.

Xiao Lin's injuries have healed, and his realm has also improved. He has stabilized at the peak of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Xiao Lin originally wanted to use this to impact the late stage of the Nascent Soul, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

In these three years, Xiao Lin also left the Baiwan Mountains and entered the Daqian Dynasty. The Daqian Dynasty was indeed more than ten times more prosperous than the Southern Territory and the Eastern Territory.

The Daqian Dynasty revered the immortal way, and it was even rumored that the royal family of the Daqian Dynasty was a lineage of the Dahuang Haoran Tianzong. The Dahuang Haoran Tianzong had always passed down one saint, two ministers, three scholars, four generals, thirty-six mountain masters, and three hundred and sixty silver feather guards.

These strengths were the nominal strengths of the Dahuang Haoran Tianzong, and one of the saints, two ministers, three scholars, and four generals was the actual controller of the Daqian Dynasty. One of the saints was the saint of the Daqian Dynasty. Thousands of years ago, Fairy Yeyue was the Saint of Yeyue of the Daqian Dynasty.

To this day, Xiao Lin did not know who the saint was. The True Emperor of the Daqian Dynasty was one of the nine True Emperors of the Dahuang Haoran Tianzong, and one of the nine great cultivators of the Dahuang Haoran Tianzong.

In addition to the nine True Emperors, the two ministers of the Daqian Dynasty and the first three of the thirty-six mountain masters were all great cultivators. The number of great cultivators in the name of the Dahuang Haoran Tianzong reached as many as fourteen, which was even better than the Xiji Ancient Buddha Tianzong.

After learning this news, Xiao Lin was really shocked. A sect actually had fourteen great cultivators. What a huge force.

What made Xiao Lin even more yearning was the mountain gate of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, the Haoyang Mountains.

According to rumors, the Haoyang Mountains stretch for thousands of miles and are the first mountain in the Central Plains. The mountain gate of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong is located in the Haoyang Mountains.