After half a month, most of the grass and trees on this nameless mountain peak were frozen to death, and the mountain stream was cut off.

Until this moment.

Lin Xing only uprooted most of the Yin and Cold Qi, and the remaining small half of the Yin and Cold Qi was hidden deeper in his limbs, and it was extremely difficult to pull it out.

Fortunately, after consuming more than thirty spirit stones, as well as two Huanglong Pills and countless pills of various kinds, the spiritual power in Lin Xing's body finally recovered to six or seven percent.

Lin Xing's injuries on his soul and body have been basically recovered under the successive tempering of the Yin and Yang Evil of the Qiankun Mirror, as well as the uninterrupted recuperation, and there is no major problem.

Unable to completely pull out all the cold qi for a while, Lin Xing decided to go back to Zhengyangfang first.

When he opened his eyes, Lin Xingfang saw the nameless mountain peak condensed by frost, and he couldn't help but feel a little pity in his heart, Shui Xuanzhu had been left in the Cangshui River, otherwise, these escaping cold qi would not be wasted.

Well?

Lin Xing suddenly realized something.

He immediately activated the corpse yin technique, and sure enough, the cold air around him, like a shark smelling fishy, rushed towards him frantically, and the condensed frost quickly subsided on this nameless mountain peak that was more than half frozen.

The black flame patterns on his body gathered and dispersed, becoming clearer, and Lin Xing noticed that Ah Tong's state seemed to have improved a little, and let out a long breath.

The cultivation of the Corpse Yin Technique can only be carried out in the Yin and Evil Lands of the Yellow Rank and above.

But if you want to restore the power cultivated by the corpse yin technique, and restore the state of the natal corpse puppet Atong, it seems that you must go to the Yin Evil Land...... Lin Xing was thoughtful.

He stood up and scattered his thoughts, discerning the directions.

Then he moved away from the big stone blocking the stone room, looked back at the stone room, and a black palm print was struck, and the stone room was smashed with a bang, and then he flicked his sleeve robe, and set off a hurricane with spiritual power, stirring up and blowing away his remaining breath, and then turned around and left.

A blue light rushed straight into the sky and headed towards the direction of Zhengyangfang.

……

A few days later, Zhengyang Fang, inside the spirit rune shop.

"Alchemy Conference!" Lin Xing looked away from the talisman pen in front of him and looked at Luo Wanqing, who was bright and moving across the table, "Luo Daoyou is really so generous, as long as Xing can participate in this medicine refining conference, he will give this medium-grade magic weapon talisman pen with five hundred pieces of good talisman paper?" ”

"There is no lie." The tip of Luo Wanqing's nose moved slightly, and her expression was slightly suspicious, but it was well hidden.

"Ten days later, on April 24, it will be the 120th birthday of the old man of the Foggy Mountain, and the 62nd Foggy Mountain Alchemy Conference will be held at that time......

At that time, the talisman pen in Wanqing's shop, let Xing Daoyou choose a rod, and Wanqing only had one request. ”

Luo Wanqing's face was solemn, and her words were serious.

She had already found out from Qiu Shaofeng the fact that the level of torture wood refining in front of her was not low, and the top three in this Wushan Medicine Refining Conference could get the opportunity to let the old man of Wushan refine the pill once.

This opportunity, Luo Wanqing is determined to win.

She has been running a spirit rune shop in Zhengyangfang for more than ten years, and it is for this opportunity that she has already found four people with a high level of refining medicine like Xingmu in front of her.

Counting the torture wood in front of you, it is five.

In the past, the total number of participants in each Wushan Alchemy Conference was only more than 30 people.

And mostly, the level of alchemy is not good.

"Luo Daoyou, but it's okay to talk about it."

Lin Xing raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

"If the Torture Daoist achieves the top three places in the Medicine Refining Conference, please transfer the opportunity of the old man of Wushan to refine the pill once and transfer it to Wanqing." Luo Wanqing stood up and hugged her fists.

"You can't do it."

Lin Xingzi had no reason to refuse.

After he responded, he took the opportunity to accept the talisman pen of the middle-level magic weapon, as well as five hundred pieces of good talisman paper, and wanted to say goodbye to Luo Wanqing, but he didn't want this woman to stop him.

"Brother Criminal, stay here!"

Luo Wanqing said to stay.

Lin Xing looked back at her, his face expressionless: "Luo Daoyou, stop Xing, what's the matter?" ”

As soon as he returned to Zhengyangfang, he was invited by this woman to enter the spirit rune shop, and he had not yet returned to his cave.

"The Treasure Pavilion's trading meeting, once every five years." Luo Wanqing laughed lightly, the meaning of the words was unclear, and Lin Xing's eyes flashed when she heard it, and she sat back again.

"What advice does Luo Daoyou have?"

"Wanqing knows the shopkeeper of the Treasure Pavilion, and knows the secret rules of the Treasure Pavilion." Luo Wanqing poured Lin Xing a cup of tea, and did not sell Guanzi, and directly informed Lin Xing of the special code of the Treasure Pavilion.

Lin Xing thanked him, and at the same time solemnly promised that he would definitely compete for the top three in the alchemy conference for her.

Luo Wanqing, who got a satisfactory result, sent Lin Xing out of the spirit rune shop, the smile on her face disappeared, and she sat back on the chair with a little melancholy on her face.

"Do your best, let it be the fate of heaven."

Luo Wanqing thought about it for a long time and sighed faintly.

……

Leaving the spirit rune shop, Lin Xing returned to the cave.

Sitting cross-legged in the cultivation room, Lin Xing finally relaxed and sorted out the gains and losses of this outing.

"In the female cultivator's storage bag, in addition to hundreds of low-level spirit stones, and a high-level magic weapon with a black square seal, there are two middle-level magic weapons and a wooden pocket luan bird, the water Xuanzhu has been scrapped and lost, and the tiger beast cub is also unlucky, dying in the water......"

Lin Xing thought of the tiger beast's cub, and he had forgotten when the tiger beast cub had disappeared.

Most of the time, when the foundation building monk made a move, he was beaten into a blood mist, it was a pity, the spirit of the tiger beast cub was so strong, it could have been sold for a good price.

After some tidying up, Lin Xing found that the biggest gain of this trip was that he knew that the mirror spirit of the Qiankun Mirror would call himself 'Lao Niang', and he smiled bitterly when he thought of it.

In addition, the energy of the water Xuanzhu, after being ingested into the Qiankun Mirror, the mutation of the Qiankun Mirror is also worth looking forward to.

The other harvests, except for the black square seal of the high-level magic weapon, are not worth mentioning, in addition to these harvests that can be exchanged for spirit stones, there are also a lot of boudoir items in the female cultivator's storage bag.

How to deal with these things, Lin Xing made a difficulty.

It is obviously some extremely expensive luxury goods, but it is enough to exchange for spirit stones, and it is a personal item, which may not be exchanged for gold and silver, and this is not a previous life, which can sell all kinds of original items.

After tidying up, Lin Xing closed his eyes again and pondered.

Old man of the Foggy Mountains, he has heard of it.

It is said that this person was rejected by the Xianmen Ziyan Sect due to his poor qualifications when he was young, and then this person worked hard for 20 years and was determined to be the Tao, which impressed a loose cultivation pharmacist and accepted him as a personal disciple.

It is rumored that this old man of the Foggy Mountains, after the death of his master, sat for more than ten years, during which he was verified countless times, and finally introduced several pills passed down by his master, and replaced the rare and expensive elixirs with cheap elixirs according to the compatibility of medicinal properties, and the alchemy was successful.

Because of this, this person became the only Dan Master in Zhengyang Mansion.

It is said that this person's status is not under the foundation building ancestors of several Xiuzhen families in Zhengyang Mansion, and even surpasses it, even the sect master of the Ziyan Sect has visited this person.

Of course, Lin Xingquan should be heard by rumors.

After all, according to rumors, this person is only a tenth-layer consummation of condensation, how can he have such a high alchemy attainment? Refining medicine alone is quite mind-consuming, not to mention alchemy, which is countless times more difficult than refining medicine.

And in that rumor, there was no explanation of the level of elixir refined by this person, which was also one of the reasons why Lin Xing suspected this person, but looking at it at this moment, it was very different.

Lin Xing's heart moved slightly.

Luo Wanqing, this woman, values this old man in the foggy mountains very much.