Lin Xuan had no choice but to nod and agree, and after parting, Lin Xuan returned directly to the Hundred Medicine Garden. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After the psychedelic array opened, Lin Xuan stepped into the Hundred Medicine Garden, the rich medicinal fragrance, the faint spiritual power, Lin Xuan took a deep breath, opened his eyes, but it was a kind of warmth, at this moment, as if a wanderer was going home, he did not go back to his cabin, but walked straight towards the main hall. "Disciple Lin Xuan, meet the ancestor. “

Before the door opened, Lin Xuan bowed outside to greet him.

Squeak, the two sides of the door of the main hall were separated, and Lin Xuan stepped directly into the main hall.

Mu En was kneeling cross-legged on the futon at the moment, meditating and meditating, but after Lin Xuan came in, he opened his eyes and looked at Lin Xuan, but after a while, a trace of light and surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Well, can the sect's mission be completed this time?" He knew about Lin Xuan, Ouyang Qian, and Zhong Wuyan going to collect the Ice Heart Grass.

"Ancestor, it has been successfully completed. Lin Xuan said respectfully.

"Well, two months later, it will be the great competition of the sect, and the top twenty disciples in the Qi refining period this time will have rich rewards, you can do your best, after all, you have just entered the seventh-layer realm of Qi cultivation. Mu En looked at Lin Xuan and showed a hint of a smile, this disciple was he watched grow up, the immature face back then, and sometimes it will appear in his memory, back then, that stubborn and tenacious child, relying on poison to numb himself, and the child who had to climb forward a little more, has now grown up, and Mu En vaguely has a feeling that this time Lin Xuan went to the Snow Mountain to do the sect mission, he must have experienced something unknown, because he actually felt a state of mind from Lin Xuan, an indifferent state of mind.

"Yes, the disciple will prepare well. ”

Returning to the cabin after a long absence, looking at this familiar furnishing, Lin Xuan couldn't help but sigh deeply, as if he had exhaled all the things that had been suppressed in his heart with this breath.

This night, he fell asleep deeply, there was no cultivation, and at this moment, he also needed to rest.

At noon on the second day, Lin Xuan got up, washed on the edge of the spiritual spring, and then returned to the medicine garden, picked up the medicine shovel and medicine hoe, and took the initiative to serve these herbs.

And at this moment, there are already some disciples below the third layer realm of Qi cultivation who have taken over the task of serving the elixir and are seriously doing their own things.

And Lin Xuan was still unhurried, doing his own thing like a cloud of water, and when he had served all the spiritual grass in a spiritual field, he returned to the wooden house.

And at this moment, those disciples outside whispered.

"That senior brother, do you know? I heard that he entered the mountain gate after us, and some people used to say that it was waste wood, but now they are disciples of the sixth-level realm of Qi training. ”

The person of words, the third-level realm of qi cultivation, belongs to the bottom category among the disciples of the entire qi cultivation realm, and when he speaks, it is difficult to hide his jealousy and envy.

"Shhh "Hmph, it's not that he has been rewarded by Master Mu En, with a disciple who has no spiritual root, he can actually cultivate to the sixth-level realm of qi training, I don't know how much elixir Master Mu spent on him. If these elixirs were used on me, I would definitely be higher than him. “

A group of male disciples gathered together and muttered, looking at the wooden house from time to time, but no one dared to speak loudly, just muttering quietly, and it was difficult to hide their jealousy and injustice in their expressions.

Lin Xuan knelt cross-legged on the wooden bed of the wooden house, the corners of his mouth curved a faint arc, a touch of self-deprecation that could not be concealed, it turned out that he was like this in their eyes, relying on the tempering of Master Mu En's ancestors, and using countless elixirs to pile up.

His divine consciousness is now comparable to the early stage of foundation building, and if he uses the blessing of the Buddha Flame Divine Sense, it is easy to surpass the middle stage of foundation building, even if it is not as good as the late stage of foundation building.

In the entire Hundred Medicine Garden, the words of those disciples were clearly heard by him.

Then Lin Xuan smiled indifferently, "My Dao, how can you understand it now." “

Then he collected his mind, calmed his mind, and began to think about the experience of going out of the mountain gate this time.

It can be described as a trip to the snowy mountains with ten deaths.

Countless coincidences, I met Haoyue and Luo Tianyin, Yin Wuya, Immortal Thirteen and his useless junior disciples, how do you know that because of Yin Wuya's design layout, he wanted to kill the Jindan monk and seize the Jindan, but in the end, Haoyue entered the game.

And the three of them were completely incidental, but this time, it made him sigh, maybe only after experiencing life and death, he knew that survival is precious.

The person who set up the situation without any end is a completely pathetic person in the end, he miscalculated Lin Xuan, an ant who didn't look at it at all, and Lin Xuan was like a thorn in his body, it didn't hurt, but at the critical moment, he would fall deep into the flesh, making him hurt into the bone marrow.

And then the purple electric mink tore open the space, and he and Haoyue teleported to the secret realm of the Ice and Fire Sect, but they didn't expect it.

It was the first time he knew that the Yuan Infant Stage was called the Transformation Spirit, and he knew the so-called Transformation Spirit, and one of the Tao said that knowing the Transformation God Stage monk, even if it was a wisp of divine sense, he could pinch the Jindan Stage monk to death, just like crushing an ant to death.

However, walking on the edge of life and death is not small for Lin Xuan's own creation.

At this moment, he is sorting out the harvest of this time.

In the storage bags of the two Heavenly Corpse Instructor Qi Stage disciples, there were hundreds of lower-grade spirit stones, but it was a lot of money, it was naturally his private property at the moment, and there were a few bottles and jars, Lin Xuan opened it and smelled it, his brows frowned, these were all poisons. Lin Xuan didn't know all of them, and in the end he didn't throw them away, maybe one day when they would be useful.

The thirteen soul flags of the Immortal were put into the storage bag by him, and he didn't dare to put them into the Pure Land, this kind of demonic weapon, into the Pure Land, was afraid that after a while, there would be no scum left to purify.

There was not a single bottle of the pill in the Qi refining period, it was obviously used up by all of them, in addition, there was also a black stone, Lin Xuan didn't know why, but this black stone was contained in a bone box, which was obviously a little special, so he put it away, so that if he had the opportunity to explore it again in the future.

Lin Xuan quietly transferred an item in the storage bag to the Pure Land, this kind of treasure could not be present at all.

Looking at the Yin and Yang Furnace that quietly fell in the Pure Land, Lin Xuan could only sigh secretly, this is a spiritual treasure, but it is a spiritual treasure that is to be controlled by a man and a woman, which can be attacked and defended, and can also be refined.

When he saw this yin and yang furnace, Lin Xuan couldn't help but think of that shadow, and he didn't know why there was a trace of melancholy in his heart. But soon he dissipated this trace of melancholy, at this moment he was only a disciple of the Qi refining period, she was right, they were juniors.