Chapter 7: Spirituality

In the maple forest tree house in the Holy Land of Qingling, Xin Hanyi Tuan sat on the bed and closed his eyes to recuperate, feeling the increasingly rich and pure spiritual power in this holy place, nourishing his body and soul from time to time.

Xin Hanyi said in his heart while enjoying it: The Deadwood Clan was born in this unique realm, no wonder there are endless masters, thousands of years ago, the Qingling Wood was stolen, and the previous generation of patriarch Shenmu and the previous generation of twelve immortal spirits almost all died in battle to recapture the Holy Wood.

The dragon's blood was also seriously injured, and the root of the disease was hopeless for life, and the deadwood clan fell from the peak to the bottom overnight, and his vitality has not recovered. Now that the Qingling Wood has returned to the Holy Land, the Deadwood Clan is just around the corner to regain its former glory.

Xin Hanyi was fantasizing about the glorious scenery of the deadwood clan in its heyday, admired by countless immortal sects, when he suddenly heard a trace of inaudible footsteps and rushed eagerly towards the wooden house where he lived.

Brother Xin's patriarch was invited, and after a while, a black wood voice from outside the tree house interrupted Xin Hanyi, who was in deep thought.

Long before Kuroki spoke, Xin Hanyi already knew what he was coming from, and he didn't answer, and the figure came to Kuroki in a flash.

Hei Mu said with envy on his face: Brother Xin, what kind of realm are you now, that day you fought alone against the four elders, and the four elders are all the top masters of the Golden Immortal Immortal Realm, although the mana is not as good as before, but the four of them have joined forces to lay down the Quartet Lock Immortal Array, even in the face of the peerless powerhouse at the peak of the Golden Immortal Realm, you can be invincible, can you hold on to the formation for so long, isn't it at least the Tongxuan Immortal Realm? But you are only slightly older than me, how can it be, has there ever been a Tongxuan Immortal as young as you on the Changtian Continent? Thinking that I have not yet stepped into the Extreme Creation Realm, I can't help but be greatly discouraged.

In the past few days, Heimu has taken care of Xin Hanyi's daily life, and the age difference between the two is not very large, and their personalities are very speculative and very chatty.

It's not a lot, but it's not a few, and as far as I know, there are a few. Xin Hanyi saw that Heimu was a little depressed and said: My generation's cultivation of truth is against the sky, and although all living beings are similar on the road of cultivation, they cannot be generalized. Some people are extremely talented, and they are free to emerge in the early stage, and they are free, Zhongtian, extreme, and the five small realms of destruction will not encounter any obstacles all the way, but they may also be stuck in this last hurdle forever, unable to take the most critical step, and stop here for the rest of their lives, unable to become a flying immortal who travels thousands of miles a day. Of course, there are also those who are slow to rest at first, and then soar to the sky in the later stage. God rewards hard work, as long as you live up to your original intention.

Kuroki saw Xin Hanyi admit that he had entered the realm of Tongxuan Immortals and became a flying immortal admired by the world. Originally, Hei Mu had a rough idea in his heart, but he was unwilling to believe it, and when he said it from Xin Hanyi's mouth at this moment, he had to admit it, and he heard that he was not the only one in this Changtian Continent. Immediately discouraged and secretly said: It is simply a demonic existence, I will redouble my penance in the future, catch up, and when I step into the world of annihilation, I will definitely give the Master Venerable to travel abroad and meet those magnificent characters on the mainland.

It is a pity that this young man cannot be a prophet, and he will not know that his future achievements will far surpass those so-called magnificent characters in his mouth.

Xin Hanyi saw that Heimu was stunned and distracted, so he said: Let's go, don't let the dragon blood patriarch wait for a long time.

After speaking, he walked towards the dragon's blood abode. Not long after, the quaint tree house was already not far ahead, Xin Hanyi quickened his pace, just walked to the Holy Spirit Spring, and suddenly noticed more than a dozen powerful spiritual powers, although he couldn't see them, he roughly knew where they were, and sensed that the other party had no malicious intentions, Xin Hanyi suddenly woke up, it must be the twelve immortal spirits of the Deadwood Clan who rushed back to the Qingling Holy Land.

Xin Hanyi's afterglow was not special in a few places, and he didn't stop, and walked straight into the tree house.

The dwellings of the Deadwood were extremely simple, even the place where the patriarch lived and entertained. Kuroki stood outside the treehouse, and there were only two people in the house, who were the dragon-blooded foxtails. Xin Hanyi clenched his fists and bowed his head, and saluted the two.

The dragon blood patriarch still had no joy or sorrow on his face, and looked at the young man in front of him and said lightly: The young man has been resting for the past few days, please forgive me for the lack of hospitality. Please invite the young man here today, the old man has a few questions, and I hope the young man can solve the old man's doubts.

Xin Hanyi said: The Qingling Holy Land is a pure and holy place, which is blessed with unique blessings, and the younger generations have also benefited a lot in the past few days. Although the patriarch asks questions, as long as the younger generation can answer them, he must say everything.

The three of them sat down, and the dragon blood patriarch said: No matter whether Xin Shaoxia's answer satisfies the old man, what I said the day before yesterday counts. I don't know where the young man is under the immortal master, where the immortal gate is, and the holy relics of my clan have been lost for nearly a thousand years, I don't know where the master came from?

Xin Hanyi shook his head slightly and said with a bitter smile: I am afraid that the juniors will not be able to answer these three questions, but the juniors can tell me that the juniors are not on this Changtian Continent. As for the noble relics, the younger generation first saw the Qingling wood ten years ago, when the Qingling wood was sealed in a strange stone box, the stone box was surrounded by complex and difficult spells, at that time the younger generation was still young, did not dare to approach at all, the stone box was sometimes hot like fire and sometimes cold like ice, it took ten years for the family teacher to break the stone box, and the family teacher almost worked day and night for ten years, even my three junior disciples who had just started had no time to take care of it, and they could only be taught by the younger generation. As for where this stone box came from, the family teacher never mentioned it, and the younger generation did not dare to ask.

The dragon's blood and the fox's tail glanced at each other and said: Lingshi has worked hard for the holy relics of our clan, and he has even sent the young man thousands of miles away, I am really grateful. Now that this Changtian Continent has been occupied by the Shanyu Clan, although the young mana is profound, it must be extremely difficult and dangerous along the way!

Xin Hanyi remembered that he had escaped death several times in the past year and sighed: The younger generation should do their best under the orders of the family teacher. It's not that the juniors underestimate the Shanyu clan, and the juniors have also met a lot on the way, except for a few masters of the Golden Immortal Realm, there are few juniors who are in line. Those few Golden Immortal Realm powerhouses, although the juniors are invincible, but if they want to leave, they will never be able to stay.

Seeing that Xin Hanyi said lightly, the fox tail said in his heart: There must be many dangers along the way, and if you are not careful, you will die. I sincerely admired: Xin Shaoxia has such achievements at such an age, and he should be the leader of the younger generation. In the future, I will be the leader of the revival of the Changtian Continent.

Xin Hanyi saw that the two of them no longer asked, so he said: I don't know if the two seniors have any other questions, if there is nothing else, the juniors must leave today, and there are still a few things entrusted by the family teacher that have not been completed, so I really dare not delay.

The great grace is not grateful, the young man has important things, and the old man is not forced to stay, I don't know where the young man goes? The dragon's blood said, the blue light flashed in his hand, and a dagger-like thing appeared: Please accept it and express your gratitude.

The name of this thing is said: Spiritual heart, quite spiritual young heroes will be more sacrificed in the future, and they will communicate with young heroes in a short time, and they can do whatever they want when they use it. The spiritual heart material is sharp and tenacious, almost comparable to the top ten divine soldiers in the world, but it is a pity that our clan does not have someone as capable as Xuanyuan Patriarch, and it cannot be used to the best of it.

When Xin Hanyi heard this, he was surprised, and he was about to refuse such a valuable thing, but when he saw the eyes of the dragon blood patriarch, he couldn't spit out half a word, so he didn't talk nonsense, and his mind moved, and he was included in the storage ring.

Then clasp your hands in your fists and say: Farewell. Not half of the word thank you ever came out of Xin Hanyi's mouth.

Heimu went to see off Xin Shaoxia, and the fox tail said to the young man outside the house: In the future, we must take Xin Shaoxia as an example and not slack off.

The dragon blood watched Xin Hanyi and Heimu go out of the Qingling Holy Land and said to the fox tail: This son is invincible when he first comes out of the school, and I am afraid that no one in the Golden Immortal Realm is his opponent. At such an age, there is such a way and such a demeanor, so that it reminds me of a person.

Yes, out of that person, I really don't know who can teach such an excellent disciple.

Now I finally understand why I fought with the four elders just after entering my Pure Spirit Holy Land the day before yesterday.

Dragon Blood nodded and said: Yes, after all, it was my Deadwood Clan who was at fault first, but I didn't expect that person not only did not blame my clan, but also repaid his grievances with virtue, I am really ashamed to think about it, that person is really worthy of being the first person in Changtian. Fortunately, you arrived in time, and Tie Li didn't hurt Xin Shaoxia. Otherwise, what kind of face does my deadwood clan have to survive in the world?

Foxtail said with a smile: The teacher is serious, although the four elders have a big temper, but they are not angry with a child, but the strength shown by Xin Shaoxia that day is far beyond the magic power that he should have at his age, and the four elders are afraid that if they are defeated, they will lose the face of the deadwood clan, so they will make a heavier move.

When the dragon blood patriarch heard this, he said: Yes, this young man is really eye-catching, although he is from another race, but you can't even have the slightest jealousy, only sincere admiration.

After speaking, he looked at his beloved disciple and said: How could you not be so amazing and brilliant back then, but it is a pity that the holy relics in the clan were suddenly stolen, and you were delayed in the most golden time of nearly a thousand years.

Foxtail seemed to have a good understanding with his teacher, and smiled and comforted: The teacher doesn't need to feel sorry for the apprentice, the apprentice believes that although there are nine out of ten things that go wrong in the world, after all, there are still one or two in his own hands, and the apprentice's cultivation now has not fallen too much than before, not to mention that now that the holy wood has returned, the Shenxiao Realm disciple is still very promising.

Besides, even if the apprentice really doesn't have that blessing, the apprentice already has an apprentice.

The foxtail looked at the little back in the distance with relief and sighed: "Heimu, now that the Qingling Holy Wood has returned, don't let the teacher down."