Leaving the ancestral hall, I walked through a wooded field, with a hut in front of it and a small courtyard fenced in.

This is where Lin Xiaoyao lives.

Immortal cultivators above the golden pill in the door can choose a place with a strong aura and open up a cave according to the different cultivation of their respective cultivators.

And a Qi refining stage disciple like Lin Xiaoyao naturally does not have this treatment.

There is a stone house arranged inside the door.

However, with many secrets, of course he didn't want to live with his peers.

So under the pretext of cleaning the ancestral hall, he built a hut nearby, and even fenced the courtyard.

And no one cared about him.

After all, this place is not a treasure land with a dense aura, and being idle is also idle, so he lives here, and naturally no one cares.

And this place is even more remote than the ancestral hall.

Quiet at the extreme.

In the past five years, no one has ever bothered him, and Lin Xiaoyao is naturally very satisfied.

Planting flowers, raising fish, Lin Xiaoyao enjoys himself.

After all, unlike ordinary immortal cultivators, he didn't have to work hard to cultivate at all.

Isn't it fragrant to sign in directly to get cultivation?

So in addition to cleaning the ancestral hall, Lin Xiaoyao still has a lot of time every day.

During this period, reading books has also become a major pastime for him.

The library of this sect, all kinds of exercise books, and cultivation experience are not borrowed, and even if the disciples of this sect want to read them, there are many restrictions.

Either you have to get the permission of your elders, or you have to meet certain conditions.

Regarding this, Lin Xiaoyao didn't care, and he never deliberately inquired.

Because for him, everyone regards it as a treasure, and the secret books of divine skills that he has diligently pursued, the cultivation experience of his predecessors, and all kinds of original and profound spells.

I'm sorry, he doesn't care.

Or to him, it's just garbage that can't be seen at all.

Exercises?

Secret arts?

He didn't need it for a long time.

The saint has already penetrated the origin of the universe, the heavens and all the worlds, all in his eyes, how can he still need such a ridiculous thing as exercises?

In the library pavilion, what interested him was that it was located on the first floor, and it was full of various miscellaneous books that could be read by disciples at will.

These miscellaneous books are all-encompassing.

There are secular subsets of scriptures and histories, astronomy and water conservancy, martial arts secrets for mortal cultivation, and also the travelogues of the ancestors of the past dynasties or disciples of the sect.

Lin Xiaoyao was very interested.

These miscellaneous books, which were not in the eyes of ordinary monks, could not only pass the time, but also help him better understand the plane.

However, the more I looked at it, the more frightened I became.

Knowledge in a book may be limited.

However, seeing too much and connecting what I saw and heard in it really made people sigh.

First of all, it is the vastness of the world, although the Huayu Sect is famous, but the place where it stays is only a small corner of this world.

The world outside is vast and boundless, and no one knows where the end is, nor does they know what kind of strong people are in this vast world.

Maybe there are countless big guys, maybe Mahayana ancestors, and even the monks of the Tribulation are nothing.

And all this is waiting for Lin Xiaoyao to explore.

But now, he wasn't going to do that.

Unless you really restore the cultivation that matches the saint's fruition, then of course it is the heavens and all the worlds, and you can get it, as for now......

Of course, you have to live quietly in the sect.

There are countless demons outside, who wants to go out on an adventure?

Usually, after cleaning the ancestral hall, if he doesn't want to go out to hang out, Lin Xiaoyao will return to the place where he lives, raise fish, and read books.

The little life is quite good.

But today, his expression seems to be a little strange.

When he returned, he did not enter the house or read, but lay down on a chair in the courtyard.

This recliner was also made by himself according to the memories of his previous life.

Wide and comfortable.

Especially lying on it, basking in the sun and reading a book, not to mention how beautiful it is.

At this moment, Lin Xiaoyao was also lying on the chair, but in his hand, he was playing with a bottle that was half a foot high.

After a while, he opened the bottle and poured out a pill the size of a broad bean, fragrant.

This is the myelin cleansing pill.

Lin Xiaoyao has already counted, there are thirty in total.

For Qi refining cultivators, it was a big gift.

Although he had heard of the head of Rende for a long time, he didn't expect that he would give himself such a gift.

Of course, I don't need it, but I have to remember this intention.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyao frowned again.

Although he only glanced at it just now, he didn't use his divine mana to investigate, but he had already seen that Qing Yu Zhenren was seriously injured.

And the injury was not trivial.

The demonic qi condensed in his seven meridians and eight veins, and the silk was entangled, like maggots on tarsal bones.

Obviously, it was half a month ago that he was injured at the hands of Old Demon Jia, and now he has not healed.

He couldn't help but sigh.

That injury is not good for treatment.

At least relying on the real person himself, I'm afraid he has no skills to go back.

Some of the elixirs in the door are also a drop in the bucket, and they don't have any effect.

If it is delayed like this, as time goes by, Qingyu Zhenren's injuries will not only not be able to heal, but I am afraid that they will become more and more heavy.

Therefore, it may not be possible to lose one's life.

But with injuries riddled with injuries, not only will his strength be greatly reduced, but the path of cultivating immortals will probably end here.

Thinking of this, Luo Xiaoyan flipped his palm, and there was an extra bottle in his palm.

When he uncorked the bottle, it was also fragrant, but what was contained in it was not the myelin-washing pill, but the "Xuantian Qingling San" he got from the last sign-in.

This thing is rubbish to himself, but if it is handed over to the real person in charge, it can make his injuries heal easily.

But the question is, how to give it?

Lin Xiaoyao didn't want his identity to be exposed, he just wanted to be quiet and transparent.

But I don't want to walk at night in brocade clothes, since I have paid for the treasure, I should reap the gratitude of the other party, and by the way, I can also pretend to be forced.

But the two seem to be contradictory.

Seemingly incomprehensible.

However, Lin Xiaoyao did not bother this time.

He said to himself, "It seems that the only way to try that method is to try." ”

A few years ago, the heart refining path changed, and it was he who secretly took action to solve the crisis for the Huayu Sect, and by the way, he signed in and obtained the origin of the Heavenly Demon.

What is the origin of the Heavenly Demon?

To put it in layman's terms, it is the Origin Law of the Heavenly Demon Realm of the Heavens and Ten Thousand Worlds.

The saint is evil, so he does not want to practice.

But the traverser doesn't have so many scruples.

Water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize a boat, in Lin Xiaoyao's eyes, there is no good or evil in power, the key lies in the people who use it.

In their own hands, they can also be used for the benefit of the common people.

So he began to enlighten.

It's not difficult.

With the realm of a saint, he originally discerned the laws of the world, and although the way of the heavenly demons had not been involved before, it was not difficult to touch the bypass.

Now, although it is limited to cultivation, it cannot be used.

But Lin Xiaoyao discovered a big secret, or a big surprise, in this Heavenly Demon Origin.