Chapter Twenty-Three: Crossing the Red Line

After swallowing the perfect-grade Taiqing Pill, Xie Huan closed his eyes and sat in the formation with a pinching sauce, carefully experiencing the feelings.

An extremely pure spiritual power instantly dispersed, as if it was directly integrated into his internal organs, the eight veins of the Qi Sutra.

This sensation of complete absorption without any blockage.

Xie Huan ran the elixir and slowly digested these medicinal powers.

Another half a year passed, one day.

Xie Huan's body trembled slightly, and the smooth mirror-like body protection divine light suddenly resembled a wrinkled pool of water, sparkling, rippling a few times, and all of them were sucked into his body.

He opened his eyes slightly, shooting two sharp gazes.

The mana in the body became a little thicker in an instant, and the meridians were forcibly stretched open, and a more powerful feeling descended on the heart.

He knew he had broken through.

The first red line, which was originally worried, only took half a year under the effect of a large number of pills and perfect-grade Taiqing Pills.

The mana in the middle stage of qi refining was swimming all over the body, and even the face had a strong sense of qi, and the face was undergoing subtle changes.

The so-called phase is born from the heart, the original appearance and temperament are left by the original owner, and after Xie Huan was reborn, his face was actually changing subtly.

This breakthrough has brought a new change in the senses, although it is still this face, but compared to the original owner's nervousness, inferiority, restlessness, and cowardice, it has now become sunny and resolute, and there is a kind of confidence and calmness from the depths of the heart.

And in the subtlety of the facial features, there have been substantial changes, more distinct, handsome, and spiritual.

Xie Huan smiled slightly, changed his hands and continued to sit in the formation, stabilizing his mana.

Just broke through, the realm and mana are not very stable, and they need to be tamped.

……

Between the mountains of Luoxia Island, there is a mountain villa with a rich aura, pure and elegant, surrounded by crisp bamboo forests, which is integrated with the surrounding environment.

In the meeting hall of the villa, Xiao Ping and Mr. Fan were standing with their hands down, and there was an old man in a yellow robe sitting on it, with silver hair like silk, his eyes were sharp, and his face was thin and long, revealing a faint coercion.

Xiao Ping looked at the old man and reported respectfully: "As of yesterday, the number of monks remaining on the island has exceeded 6,000, except for some of the self-kept ones, all of them have been rented out, and some of the temporary accommodation cabins have also been rented, and there are about thousands of monks who have nowhere to stay, wandering around the island every day, and the number of monks pouring into the island is still increasing.

"For this reason, some monks actually took the opportunity to make money, sold rental places, and multiplied the price tenfold, and there were also a lot of information asking for shared housing, which was posted everywhere, and some female cultivators did not hesitate to live with male cultivators in order to have a stable cultivation residence.

"The security problem on the island is getting worse, and yesterday the law enforcement team handled a total of 240 clashes, killing 59 people and injuring countless others.

"But this is not the most critical, according to monitoring, the burden of the Xuanyuan Lishui array under the island has increased, and the consumption of spirit stones yesterday has increased by thirty percent, and if it continues to operate like this, the spirit veins on the bottom of the sea are afraid that they will not be able to support it, and a large number of low-level sea beasts have begun to appear in the nearby seas."

After Xiao Ping finished reporting, he stood aside respectfully.

After hearing this, the old man in the yellow robe didn't have any expression, just picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said lightly: "Then what do you think, how should we do a good job?" ”

His eyes were like a deep lake, looking at Xiao Ping, as if he wanted to consider this newly promoted foundation-building junior.

Xiao Ping's heart sank, he had already prepared, and replied: "If the spiritual vein is damaged, it will not only affect the long-term stability of the spiritual energy of Luoxia Island, but also make the beast tide arrive early, I think it is not appropriate to accept new monks, and I suggest that the entrance to the island be closed." ”

"The closure of the island is a big deal, what does Mr. Fan think of this matter?"

The old man in the yellow robe looked at Xiao Ping's side again, the old man with a peaceful expression.

Mr. Fan said unhurriedly: "Six thousand monks, this number is indeed terrifying, beyond the capacity limit of the island, if something unexpected happens, I am afraid that we will not be able to control it." ”

His tone seemed to mean something, and there was something in his words.

The old man in the yellow robe heard the smell, his eyes condensed slightly, and asked, "Do you think that island slaughtering mad demon will appear again?" ”

Mr. Fan replied: "It is very likely that this matter was done by the Five Factions Alliance, and these young people will do everything for the sake of profit, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not be repeated." ”

"You're saying they're here for the Sect Master's limit?" The old man in the yellow robe directly clarified the meaning of his words.

Mr. Fan frowned, but returned to normal in an instant, while Xiao Ping was shocked and lowered his head slightly.

Although the matter of the sect master's limit is spread in private, the official on the island has always refuted the rumors, although Xiao Ping also knows that most of this matter is true, but he can say it directly from the mouth of the old man in the yellow robe, which still shocks him a lot.

"It should be, they don't dare to directly attack the main island of Heavenly Thunder, so they will do something on the remaining islands, Luoxia Island is the second largest island of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, and it is undoubtedly the best target."

Mr. Fan's tone was a little heavy, he paused, and then added: "As far as I know, the Xuanyin Sect's Evil Law Ten Thousand Soul Banners require a large number of monks' souls and essence blood, and they do this to kill two birds with one stone. ”

The old man in the yellow robe didn't say anything, but stood up, put his hands behind him, and paced back and forth in the hall, thinking about something, his brows tightly locked and couldn't be untied.

The two waited for a long time, and seeing that he was silent, Mr. Fan couldn't help but shout: "Island master? ”

The old man in the yellow robe is none other than the owner of Luoxia Island, the high-ranking of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, and Wei Daying, who is also known as the first monk of Luoxia Island.

"Oh."

Wei Daying came back to his senses and waved his hand: "The monk's business is easy to do, declare a state of emergency on the island, organize all the monks into the escort team, and let them clear the sea barrier, the monk itself is the greatest resource, how can we refuse it?" What's more, judging from the time and signs, the beast tide is indeed coming, and it is the time to employ people. ”

"Integrate them into the convoy, I'm afraid they won't want to, right?" Mr. Fan said with some concern.

"Then make them willing."

Wei Daying smiled lightly: "There are many ways, Xiao Ping, this matter will be left to you to handle, in short, we will accept as many monks as possible, Luoxia Island is the important island of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, and there is no room for loss." ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Ping hurriedly received the order, exchanged glances with Mr. Fan, and respectfully retreated.

After the two left, Wei Daying stood alone in the middle of the hall, his eyes became a little wandering, and he slowly closed his eyes, his brows still tightened.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came: "Are you worried that the island slaughtering madman is here for the Great Harmony?" ”

"If it's for the limit, I'm not worried."

Wei Daying opened his eyes, took out a jade bottle, pulled the stopper open, and a faint gas overflowed inside.

There was a sniffing sound in the air.

Suddenly, the woman's voice trembled, and she exclaimed, "Corpse Qi! ”

The space in the hall twisted slightly, and in a blur, a strangely shaped woman appeared in the hall.

Her hair turned out to be rippled green, there were some patterned scales on her neck, the bridge of her nose was high, her eyebrows were slender, her skin was bronze, her raised chest and her slender waistline outlined her seductive curves.

The woman looked at the jade bottle in Wei Daying's hand, her eyes revealing fear.

"This is collected on Wangshu Island, you should remember that incident three hundred years ago."

Wei Daying said with a solemn face.

"Has this matter been reported to Yu Hexu?" The woman nodded, asking with a complicated expression.

"Of course not."

Wei Daying closed the jade bottle and said meaningfully: "The sect master is in retreat, how can he disturb at the critical moment?" ”

"What are you going to do with it?"

A layer of water emerged from the woman's body, her long green hair slowly floated behind her, and blisters spat out from the corners of her mouth.

Wei Daying's expression became serious: "I thought that this life would be like this, but I didn't expect the dawn to reappear, is it because God has mercy on me for my unremitting efforts over the years, and I have never given up?" What I want to do, you should know very well. ”

The woman's expression moved slightly, and suddenly her eyes smiled brightly, with an indescribable strange charm: "If you can get the opportunity, you will have a ticket to the inland sea, and the road ahead of you and me will become more interesting." ”

After speaking, the water element on her body became thick and active, and "gurgling" wrapped her whole body, turning into a huge water bubble, and then blurred and disappeared into the main hall.

Wei Daying's fists were clenched, and two essences shot out of his eyes: "Misfortune and fortune are relied on, blessing and misfortune are lurking, fate is in your own hands!" ”

"Bang!"

The jade bottle in his hand was pinched and crushed.

His figure flickered and disappeared into the hall.

……

In the humble hut, Xie Huan didn't know that the first-class aura house he rented had been multiplied tenfold, and he was concentrating on refining the Ice Cliff Sword.

More than half a year had passed since he broke through, and after stabilizing his mana, he began to refine this sword.

A large amount of purchased materials were melted with ghost fire and added to the sword body, which also trained the control of ghost fire.

Sealed in Xie Huan's soul was just a projection of a ghostly fire, and Xie Huan smelted materials, just by projecting this projection twice, these materials would melt in an instant.

The entire refining process was very smooth, and it took about three months for a crisp ethereal sword sound to rise in the secret room.

Xie Huan volleyed a little, and a bronze sword with light blue sword brilliance was suspended in front of him, and a row of snowflake-like frost patterns appeared on it, flashing disillusionment.

Those seven words "are already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff", under the blue light, the deep space is obscure, revealing a heroic spirit.

He held it in his hand and cast a Frost Moon Sword Technique, and in an instant, the temperature in the secret room dropped to the extreme, and a moon phase emitted a clear glow, hanging high above the tip of the sword.

Xie Huan was very satisfied, took the sword trick and sword, left the secret room, and ended the retreat.

This retreat lasted for two years, and he completed the purpose of breaking through the red line and refining the Ice Cliff Sword, and also discovered the great role of true self-nature, which benefited him a lot.

Correspondingly, the resources for retreat preparation have also been consumed, and they have basically returned to the state of being poor.

It's time to make money again.

And with the way to make a perfect-grade elixir, making money is more important than ever, as long as there is money, returning to the god is just around the corner.

Xie Huan took out the nameplate, and a lot of information flowed on it, all of which were from the "Luoxia Island Alliance for the Rich", Ning Jiujiu and the Langhai team were quiet, and there was a message, which was actually sent by Zhang Ping, just two simple words: "Are you there?" "The time was also a year ago.

Is it asking me for tea?

Xie Huan naturally didn't bother to reply to her, clicked on the "Luoxia Island Alliance for the Rich", and browsed all the information.

I couldn't help but be a little stunned.

It is basically an advertisement about rentals, subleases, and shared houses, as well as all kinds of information about the beast tide.

"Beast tide?"

Xie Huan browsed forward to the top, there were a total of 100 pieces, this is the maximum amount of information that can be stored in a group, and more than 100 pieces will automatically brush out the previous ones.

"The island is full of monks, and the aura is not enough, half a year ago, the sea beasts actually began to surround the island, which is interesting."

After Xie Huan finished flipping it, he had a certain understanding of the current situation, but there was no news about the island slaughtering madman.

"In two years, has the island slaughtering madman never appeared again? If this matter is depressed, it is naturally the best, I am afraid that I think too well. ”

Xie Huan was puzzled, put away the nameplate, and left the aura house of the humble house and headed in the direction of the island division.