In the quiet and boring Lingzun Palace, Yun Xia was half-lying on the soft collapse, looking at the two ghosts who were writing hard with their heads next to the desk in front of him, and leisurely stroked Xiao San'er's hair.

"Erjue, Sansheng, how is it written?"

"I've written it twenty times, and it's only taken me three lifetimes to ...... Only ten times. ”

Among the two ghosts, the lean sperm felt the soul master spiritual power, and his brain was also more bright, and he was the first to answer.

"It's slow." Yun Xia pursed his lips and stuffed a fruit into it, "That's it, anyway, I have to be punished for cleaning here for three months, and I have time to copy the ban a hundred times." ”

Compared to asking the two of them to help him practice, Yun Xia now felt that it was more reliable to help copy the ban of the Spirit Palace.

"This little broken palace, there are so many rules." Sansheng only copied it ten times, only to feel that his hair exploded even more, "Heavenly Soul, the little one really doesn't understand, what is there to treat in this place, and he will be punished by those old men." ”

"What do you know, I was reborn, and my cultivation is not enough, so I should naturally recuperate."

"Then the three souls gather together and kill a bloody way out, those old men, what can they do to resist the Demon Venerable?"

"Silly!" Yun Xia threw a fruit towards Sansheng, his body hidden, and the fruit just ran through his chest, as if no one was there. "The Heavenly Soul Sense is not strong, and the forced fusion of the three souls is easy to be counterattacked, and there is no need for them to make a move at that time, we will finish it ourselves."

"Understood, understood." Erjue licked his face and nodded busily, "Sansheng is stupid, this is the most dangerous place and the safest." We hid in the Lingzun Palace, and those old men couldn't think of it. The heavenly soul is the heavenly soul, and ordinary people don't want it. ”

"Eh, it's still Erjue Congfan."

Yun Xia squinted, not to mention, being a Demon Venerable for a few days, I feel that I can really adapt to it.

Otherwise, it's easy to be a bad guy and a good guy to be a good guy.

"Okay, you copy it, I'll go out for a walk."

Yun Xia said, stood up and stretched, and walked out of the Lingzun Palace.

The junior in the back licked his neck and immediately followed.

How was the night in the Lingzun Palace, Yun Xia really didn't have any impression, as if she was sleeping at this time in the past.

I didn't expect to have nothing to do now, but it's really refreshing.

The huge Taixu Island is surrounded by ginkgo forests, and there are a few temples in the sitting.

The crescent moon hung on the treetops, and the roof seemed to be covered with white veil.

The cool breeze blows through at night, and listening to the sound of the leaves seems to lighten up a little.

Yun Xia simply kicked his shoes, stepped on the cold big stones, jumped a few steps, and before he knew it, he walked to a small hall.

"Ruyuma?"

Yun Xia looked at the plaque hanging on the hall, his brows furrowed, and a man's voice seemed to flash in his mind.

"There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book, so you should read more."

Who's talking?

Yun Xia looked left and right, and there was no one.

Damn it, this messy memory.

She shook her head, pushed the door open and walked inside.

It was indeed a study, and it looked like it had been around for a long time, but the disciples of the Spirit Palace who cleaned it every month still kept it spotless.

Rows of old bookshelves are carved with delicate patterns and neatly arranged books.

There was an air that was strange to her, and she had never liked to read, and there were very few rooms in this room.

Whose thing is here?

Yun Xia's fingers slid through the bookshelves, row by row, and stayed on the sandalwood table inside.

Who is the person who used to sit here?

She was still thinking about it, but it was cold on the instep of her foot, and it seemed that the wind was blowing lightly on her foot.

Yun Xia lowered his head and touched it, his fingers paused, and then leaned forward.

I really don't feel wrong, it's really windy!

She immediately understood, and walked straight ahead, only to see a slight crack under the bookshelf in front of her, and the wind came from inside!

There are compartments!

Yun Xia broke it with his hand, damn it, his cultivation was not enough, and he couldn't even open a dark grid.

She was about to draw the sword in her hand, but the junior behind jumped onto the desk, and stretched out her claws towards the inkstone on the bookshelf.

Yun Xia walked over, and with a slight turn, the bookshelf split into two halves and separated towards the two ends.

This little guy actually knows the secrets here.

What was revealed in front of him was a long dark corridor, and Xiao San'er was a little hesitant to go inside.

"What are you afraid of, I'm here."

Yun Xia stretched out his hand and took it into his arms, and walked in without hesitation.

As soon as she entered the room, a cool breeze blew, and she couldn't help but shiver.

In this dark room, she didn't have any impression at all, it must have been built by someone else.

But in her Lingzun Palace, who is the person who can leave so many traces here.

She stepped on the cold ground, and walked forward step by step, and the originally dim light began to brighten a lot.

It is caused by the star stones carved on both sides of this corridor.

Interestingly, the things that are enshrined as sacred stones on Xianling Mountain are actually used as lighting here.

Further inside, the corridor became narrower and narrower, but the wind became colder and colder.

Yun Xia was still barefoot, only to feel that every step on the palm of her foot was tingling, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

When I reached the end, I saw a stone door separated by it, and when it was pushed open, the cold air instantly hit my face, as if it could freeze people.

Inside the stone gate, there was an empty room, with only a stone bed in the middle.

It was like the icy wind on a snow-capped mountain, emanating from that stone bed.

Dry Zen Stone!

Yun Xia recognized it at a glance.

It is also a thing on the fairy mountain, a stone bed refined by grinding star stones into powder and absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon with the hundred-year-old skill of ten people.

The days are as hot as carbon, and the nights are as cold as ice.

It is the most powerful treasure for cultivation, if you can survive the purgatory of the stone bed, you can meditate on it for three autumns a day.

Those old guys on Fairy Spirit Mountain are the best at studying this kind of thing.

It's just that Xianling Mountain doesn't like to fight, and has set up rules, and the disciples of Xianling Mountain only practice the exercises and don't practice the moves, so that there is only a group of old monsters who have lived for an unknown number of years on the mountain.

Good guys, this kind of treasure is actually sent to the front.

Yun Xia only hesitated slightly, and immediately endured the piercing pain and walked to the stone bed.

Things are good things, but not everyone has a life to bear the test of ice and fire.

Unless......

"What is this?"

Yun Xia's eyes were very sharp, and he saw at once that there were powerful words carved with a sword on the stone bed.

Be...... Inner strength!

Although I don't know who carved it, Yun Xia can roughly see that it is very consistent with the direction of the spiritual energy of the inner recruitment method cultivated in the Spirit Palace.

It is a deeper and more effective method of inner integration, and it is very helpful for the cultivation of static qi on the dry Zen stone.

What is it called?

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