Li Xiangyuan didn't expect to meet this mysterious man just for a Tianmancao.

Losing your life in order to fight for the Miscanthus Grass, which is not yet a treasure.

It's a pity that there aren't so many ifs in this world, things happen when they happen, and there is nothing to regret.

From the moment you cultivate Xuan, you must be ready to lose your life at any time.

There was silence all around, or I felt the coldness on Li Xiangyuan's body, and the leaves on the trees stopped falling. It's as if time has stopped spinning at this moment.

Li Xiangyuan's body no longer obeyed his command, and he wanted to run Xuan Yan's decision, but Xuan Qi seemed to be frozen, and he didn't listen to his command at all.

He clearly felt that the flesh, meridians, and internal organs in his body began to slowly freeze.

In the end, all that was left was his still a little dull brain and a slightly warm heart.

And it didn't take long for the last trace of consciousness in his brain to slowly dissipate.

"Is this what death feels like? It doesn't seem to be painful, maybe it's also a relief," Li Xiangyuan muttered to himself, but he didn't react.

At this moment, Li Xiangyuan's body was covered with a thick layer of frost, and there was a hint of green cold.

Although the man on the opposite side was cultivating, he opened his eyes and glanced at his body that had been wrapped in frost, revealing a cold smile, and continued to close his eyes and begin to heal.

But no one noticed that at this moment, there was a bright light in Li Xiangyuan's heart, or a flame was burning.

At first, it was the internal organs, then the meridians, the flesh, and the frost on these began to slowly melt.

The fire elemental Xuan Qi in the meridians began to flow slowly, and the light at the mouth of his heart became bigger and bigger, and Li Xiangyuan's consciousness began to recover.

"Aren't I dead, is this hell, it's so warm?"

Li Xiangyuan's consciousness recovered, but he felt a trace of warmth.

"No, it's... The power of the living spirit. ”

"Haha, it's really heaven and earth, even at this critical juncture, the spirit of vitality is perfectly integrated with me, and it is precisely the spirit of vitality that protects his heart.

It is not a treasure that Xuan Xiu dreamed of, and it has such an effect, not only repairing injuries, but also detoxifying. ”

Li Xiang originally thought that he would die this time, but he didn't expect that the vitality he got would not only merge perfectly with him because of this opportunity, but also save his life.

As for the man opposite, Li Xiangyuan knew that before he lost consciousness just now, he cut off his link to his natal magic weapon, causing him very serious damage.

Now he can't do anything.

So Li Xiangyuan was relieved and began to slowly run Xuan Yan to heal his injuries.

With the help of the Vitality Spirit, Li Xiangyuan's poison was quickly lifted, but both the meridians and internal organs were frozen because of the toxin, and it needed a little time to nourish it with the fire attribute Xuan Qi before it could move freely.

At this moment, the thick layer of frost on Li Xiangyuan's body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and as the frost dissipated, a thick mist was emitted.

It's a pity that the man opposite is overconfident in his poison and heals his wounds with peace of mind, so he doesn't notice this at all, or even if he does, he probably doesn't have the strength to stand up, which is not good for Li Xiangyuan.

The night gradually darkened, and the weather in the mountains had gradually become a little cooler, but for the mysterious, this coolness could not make a difference.

Suddenly, two dazzling rays of light burst out in this dark night, like two bright lights in this dark night, and quickly disappeared.

And the two rays of light just now were Li Xiangyuan's open eyes.

"Whew" Li Xiangyuan exhaled a breath, slowly moved his stiff joints, and made a sound of joint friction, which was unusually loud in this quiet night.

Last night, Li Xiangyuan's eyes were on the magic weapon that almost killed him, but at this moment, the bamboo spirit snake magic weapon was at Li Xiangyuan's feet.

He picked it up and looked at it a little, but it was actually the size of a palm, and it could be said that it looked like a curved dart, but it was a little larger than a dart.

The man had more than tripled in size when he activated it, turning into a wriggling snake, but now it looked like something made of steel.

But Li Xiangyuan didn't see what the specific material was, as for what the man said, he knew a little about the natal magic weapon.

Like some sword cultivators or something, there are natal magic weapons, natal spirit weapons, and so on.

As long as you cultivate to the level of a mystic person or above, you can refine your own natal magic weapon, and this magic weapon will be nourished in your body.

With the promotion of the master, the natal weapon will also be improved, but the amount of heaven and earth treasure required is not a small amount, and it may be more complicated than its own advancement.

Of course, the advantage of this is that the master can exert the full power of the natal magic weapon and aura, after all, it is a heart-to-heart connection, and the consumption of Xuan Qi will be much smaller.

But there is also a disadvantage, that is, he can only have one natal weapon, so that he can continue to advance, otherwise he will not be able to keep up with his cultivation.

Moreover, after refining the natal weapon, there must be corresponding exercises, and no other weapons can be used, otherwise it will clash with the natal weapon.

And as long as this kind of metaphysical cultivation is damaged, he himself will also be seriously traumatized.

This is also the reason why Li Xiangyuan cut off the link between that person and the natal artifact, and that person has not been able to wake up at the moment.

Li Xiangyuan played with it and threw the bamboo spirit snake magic weapon aside, because it was nourished by the person's own body, and others couldn't use it at all, but it was a bane, after all, it was impossible to refine it without a background in cultivating the natal magic weapon.

And it's not easy to look at this person, you must know that in the early stage of his mystery, the natal magic weapon has reached the level of a medium-grade magic weapon.

It can be seen how many natural and earthly treasures are used to nourish it.

In other words, the man in front of him will definitely die today.

After all, Liangzi has already been settled, if he is allowed to run away, then Li Xiangyuan will not have a good time in the future.

So the weird man had to be dealt with.

Li Xiangyuan threw away the bamboo spirit snake magic weapon in his hand and looked at the man.

However, the bamboo spirit snake magic weapon made a piercing impact sound because it hit the stone when it fell.

And this crashing sound happened to wake up the man in cultivation.

The man opened his eyes, but saw Li Xiangyuan standing in front of him, was taken aback, and exclaimed: "You! It's not dead!"

"Hmph, the underworld doesn't accept the master, he said that your limit has arrived, let me send you over to report. ”

Li Xiangyuan said with a sneer.

Saying that, Li Xiangyuan turned Xuan Yan's palm and slapped it at him.

And the man leaked a panicked expression, and hurriedly said: "You can't kill me, as long as you don't kill me, I can give you a lot of money, or I will let the sect accept you as a disciple."

"Oh, how much money do you give me, and which sect are you called, what's your name," Li Xiangyuan asked a series of questions playfully.

After all, knowing this person's sect, Li Xiangyuan will at least have a guard in the future.

"Master, I am, ah no, I am a disciple of the Poison Hidden Sect, or a personal disciple of the sect master of this sect. As long as you let me go, I will let the master take you as an apprentice. ”

"Haven't you heard of the Poison Hidden Sect, isn't it a nearby sect?" Li Xiangyuan thought with some doubts.

"Say, where is your sect and what level?"

In fact, there is a reason for asking this, after all, the sect and the sect are different, although they are both called sects, but they are different regardless of scale and strength.

The sects are divided into low-level sects, intermediate sects, high-level sects and top-level sects, and the top-level sects are also called transcendent sects, and it is said that there are seven transcendent sects in the entire cultivation realm.

Just like a low-level sect with a scale of less than 500 people, the strength of the highest person will never exceed the level of Xuanzong, as for the middle-level sect, it is more than 500 people and less than 3,000 people, and there are at least three or more strong people in this sect, maybe it is possible for a Xuanjun to appear.

And the high-level sect is not something that Li Xiangyuan can understand now, and it is rumored that there is a supreme powerhouse in the realm of King Xuan. Not to mention the seven transcendent great sects.

And the number of low-level sects is the largest, as for how many there are, no one really counts them, after all, just this day's kung fu may disappear a few sects, and a few low-level sects will appear.

This is the battle of the cultivation realm, and only when you reach a high-level sect can you ensure that your inheritance will not be extinguished for ten thousand years.

Although there are not as many middle-level sects as there are low-level sects, there are quite a few. There will be at least no less than three hundred intermediate-level sects in the entire Xuan Cultivation Realm, and like those who Bao Xue and Duan Yueli joined, what Hehuan Sect or something is the ranks of intermediate-level sects.

And at this moment, Li Xiangyuan wanted to know what sect this man belonged to, if it was a low-level sect, Li Xiangyuan could ignore it.

After all, the low-level sects didn't have the means of those big sects, and they didn't have that much financial and human resources to investigate him.

"My name is, poison life, no matter what your previous surname was, as long as you join the sect, you will use poison as your surname. As for the information about our sect, I can't say. When it came to the sect's information, the man was extremely firm.

It seems that it is impossible for him to say anything about the sect.

"Oh, then you can die," said Li Xiangyuan's palm, which landed on the poisonous Heavenly Spirit cover.

After all, the current poisonous body can't move at all, it's just a fixed handle, and if you want to kill someone who has a bit of Xuan Qi cultivation, you can do it.

"Ahhh Nope... , the sect will not let you go..." In an instant, the poisonous life knew that he couldn't escape, and he gritted his teeth and shouted.

But Li Xiang didn't care, and if he didn't kill him, it would be even more troublesome. And Li Xiangyuan didn't like trouble, not to mention that this person almost killed himself, how could he let him go.

As for the Poison Hidden Sect, it is not a transcendent sect anyway, and as for whether it is a high-level sect or an intermediate sect, Li Xiangyuan doesn't care, even if it is a transcendent sect, what if he provokes him, he will still be killed.

And one palm resulted in that poisonous life, exhaled a breath, and looked at the person who almost killed him, and now he was killed by his own palm.

It's no longer pretentious, squatting down to find out if there is a storage ring or something, if it's a better sect disciple or something, there will definitely be a storage ring or something, not to mention a personal disciple.

But when Li Xiangyuan squatted down, he didn't notice that a spiritual light flew out of the man's body and disappeared quickly. (End of chapter)