Qing Xuanzhe was drinking in Ling Xiangyuan's Purple Mansion, and with a little finger, an inch-long white sword qi came out from Ling Xiangyuan's body, shooting towards Su Gu's heart at great speed.

Su Gu was shocked, seeing that the sword qi was like a rainbow shooting towards him, he hurriedly threw down Ling Xiangyuan, transported the green vitality to protect his body, and dodged to the left, his reaction was extremely fast, but he was still grazed by the sword qi and the clothes on his right arm.

He was about to bully him forward, and took Ling Xiangyuan's life with one move, but he didn't expect a change to occur behind him.

The inch-long sword qi grew in the wind, and the wind and snow in the sky were absorbed by the sword qi, and instantly grew to a three-zhang long white snow sword, slashing head-on.

Seeing this might, Su Gu knew that he couldn't resist it, so he hurriedly sacrificed the Demon Soul Bead, the Demon Soul Bead appeared, and the Netherworld Golden Crow flew out, turning into a black light and enveloping the Demon Soul Bead to knock the sword qi away.

The Demon Soul Bead trembled, and the Netherworld Golden Crow screamed, as if he was injured by the sword qi, Su Gu didn't dare to shout anymore, knowing the strength of the master of this sword qi, he pinched the demon soul bead in his hand, turned around and fled.

"It's a pity that I didn't leave the orb behind. ”

Qing Xuanzhe secretly regretted that this Su Gu couldn't use the Demon Soul Bead, it was really a tyrannical thing.

Ling Xiangyuan was thrown to the ground by Su Gu, his face was expressionless, his heart was like ashes, he had no intention of watching the battle for a long time, he had lost his cultivation now, just like ordinary people, he was shivering from the cold, he couldn't resist the cold of the Northern Desert, and he even looked reluctant to get up.

He thought to himself, now that his cultivation has been exhausted, the Purple Mansion Baimai can no longer be restored, and he can no longer cultivate, what does it mean for him to live in the world?

Ling Xiangyuan lay in the snow, closed his eyes, and let the wind and snow fall and bury him alive, his figure looked lonely and desperate.

"Boy, do you just want to die like that?" Qing Xuanzhe's voice was like Hong Zhong Da Lu, waking up Ling Xiangyuan.

"Senior, do you have any way?" Ling Xiangyuan opened his eyes, thinking that Qing Xuanzhe's cultivation was unfathomable, maybe there was any way to help him.

Ling Xiangyuan waited for a long time, but Qing Xuanzhe didn't answer, he smiled bitterly and sighed, the injuries on his body were too serious, and he fainted.

......

There was heavy snow in the northern desert, and a teenager walked in the white desert with difficulty, the young man's eyebrows were delicate, and his clothes were covered with snow, like a snowman.

The boy seemed to have been walking in the desert for a long time, staggering under his feet, stumbling forward, about to fall every time, and every time he fell to the ground, he would gasp for breath and get up, and continue to walk eastward.

The young man is Ling Xiangyuan, he got up from that morning, looking at the vast desert, he didn't want to bury his bones here, he believed that there was no way to be endless, there were countless treasures in the Xianwu Continent, and there was always a chance to repair his meridian Purple Mansion.

Ling Xiangyuan thought to himself, he couldn't die here, he staggered to his feet, he wrapped the turf around his body with his clothes to ward off the cold, and when he was hungry, he ate some snow to satisfy his hunger.

Fortunately, his physique is different from ordinary people, so he can walk in this desert for two days and two nights, his cultivation has been abolished, and now he is no different from ordinary people, the only thing that supports him to stand up is his desire to survive.

"Sugu ......"

Ling Xiangyuan fell on the snow, gasping for breath, he read these two words in his mouth, gritted his teeth, and when he came out of the desert, he must personally slash Su Gu.

For the first time in his life, he hated someone so much, but he didn't want to be killed by others, and the feeling in his heart was really complicated.

"Ahem......"

After a violent cough, he tried to struggle to get up, but the wound was involved, the pain swept through his body, his eyes gradually blurred, and he could no longer hold on and fainted.

"Where is this?"

Ling Xiangyuan looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him suspiciously, he remembered that he had fainted just now, how could he suddenly arrive in another unfamiliar place, he looked around, there was a thick layer of ice under his feet, and the sky was surrounded by black holes.

"What is this place?" he shouted, but no one answered, only his own echoes in his ears.

"Ling Xiangyuan, get out of here, remember, you can't turn back!"

Qing Xuanzhe's voice came from all directions, and Ling Xiangyuan shouted, "Senior Qing Xuanzhe, how can you get out?"

His voice came out, and the echoes came one after another, he waited for a long time, but he didn't hear Qing Xuanzhe's answer, and soon, the surroundings fell silent, and there was no sound.

Ling Xiangyuan thought to himself, since Senior Qing Xuanzhe asked me to go out, he wouldn't harm me if he thought about it.

He walked slowly on the ice, surrounded by endless darkness, and he walked faster and faster, until he ran straight behind.

After running for a long time, there was no change around him, still the same as when he came in just now, he didn't dare to look back, for fear that there would be endless darkness behind him.

In this boundless darkness, his figure seemed lonely and helpless, he kept running, and when he was tired of running, he stopped to rest for a while, and continued to run forward.

The strange thing is that no matter how much Ling Xiangyuan consumes his physical strength, he will not rush to hunger, only endless loneliness and darkness accompany him.

He kept moving forward, and time passed little by little, his hair slowly grew, and his beard slowly grew...... Ling Xiangyuan kept moving forward, time flew by, and before he knew it, he had walked forward for a hundred years.

At this moment, he is extremely old, his face is wrinkled, his heart is numb when he has gone, there is still endless darkness around him, loneliness fills his heart, fortunately he is physically and mentally tough, and he has been moving forward with perseverance.

Ling Xiangyuan continued to take steps forward, and suddenly, a bright light shot out of the darkness, illuminating the darkness behind him, as long as he took a step back, he could step in.

Ling Xiangyuan's heart was numb, loneliness and loneliness filled his heart, he wanted to turn back and walk into the bright light, eager to touch the warmth of the light.

"Can't turn back!"

Ling Xiangyuan was stupid by nature, he thought, since Qing Xuanzhe's predecessor said that he couldn't turn back, he just had to do what he said.

He suppressed the restlessness in his heart, slowly retracted the foot that stepped backwards, and took a step forward, this step, his eyes suddenly opened up, the whole world lit up, and he slowly returned to his youthful appearance.

"Hahaha......"

There was a burst of laughter, and Qing Xuanzhe walked out from the front with a smile and said, "Not bad, not bad, maybe you can repair your meridians." ”

Ling Xiangyuan was puzzled, but the joy in his heart overflowed, and he said, "Senior, this is here?"

"This is your spiritual world, and if you just failed the test and stepped into the light behind you, you will never wake up. Qing Xuanzhe took a sip of wine and said with a smile.

"What test?" Ling Xiangyuan was confused by him, scratched his head and asked.

Qing Xuanzhe looked at him and said, "This is the test of the Nirvana Sutra, you can now practice the Nirvana Sutra." ”

"Nirvana Sutra?"

When Ling Xiangyuan heard this, it was another exercise, he thought to himself, what is there to practice in the exercise, let's ask how to repair the meridians!

"Senior, is there any way to repair my meridians?" Ling Xiangyuan asked as he was anxious to repair his meridians.

Qing Xuanzhe smiled and said unhurriedly: "Originally, I didn't have a choice, but your luck is so good, I actually found the Nirvana Sutra on you." ”

Qing Xuanzhe took a sip of wine and continued: "Nirvana Sutra, this is the only way to repair the meridians, as long as you practice the Nirvana Sutra, the meridians can naturally be restored. ”

Ling Xiangyuan seemed to know whether to listen or not, it turned out that the nameless old book he got in Old Man Liu's shop that day contained a Nirvana Buddhist scripture.

Nirvana Buddhist scriptures, like Qiankun Jue, are tailor-made for martial artists.

The difference is that the Qiankun Jue was created by the ancestors of Taoism, which can enable the warrior to enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and lay the most solid foundation for the warrior.

The Nirvana Sutra was created by the ancestors of Buddhism, which can enable the warrior to enter the realm of Nirvana, the realm of Nirvana, where all troubles are empty, and the wounds suffered by the body and mind will turn into nothingness, so as to achieve Nirvana and achieve perfection.

The recipe is from the outside to the inside, washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, and the Nirvana Sutra is from the inside to the outside, Nirvana is reborn.

Ling Xiangyuan's Purple Mansion meridians were destroyed, and they could not be repaired by relying on the Qiankun Jue, which could only strengthen the body, skin, and bone marrow, but the Nirvana Sutra could repair the internal organs and meridians.

Although the Nirvana Sutra is powerful and can repair his Purple Mansion Dantian, it cannot repair the Purple Mansion Spiritual Root, which is the God of the True One.

After Qing Xuanzhe finished speaking, Ling Xiangyuan sighed, his martial arts talent was extremely poor, and the Purple Mansion could not be repaired, the enthusiasm that had just been aroused in his heart was suddenly extinguished, but he was also very content to be able to repair his meridians.

Qing Xuanzhe seemed to see what was on his mind, and said: "You don't have to sigh, although you are stupid by nature, and your martial arts talent is not as good as one-tenth of ordinary people, but you can enter the realm of the unity of heaven and man, and the two are counteracted, and your cultivation should not be inferior to those heavenly talents." ”

Ling Xiangyuan thought about it, what Qing Xuanzhe said was very reasonable, and his mood suddenly improved, when Su Gu killed him before, Qing Xuanzhe's predecessor saved his life, and he was very grateful to Qing Xuanzhe's predecessor in his heart.

The grace of the predecessors' salvation is unforgettable, and now he helps him repair the meridians, no matter what Qing Xuanzhe's intentions are, he keeps this kindness firmly in his heart.

Of course, Su Gu abolished his cultivation, and he would never forget the pain in his heart.

"Sugu, I'll be back for you soon!"

Ling Xiangyuan's eyes were blazing, and a raging flame ignited in his heart, no matter what, he must take revenge this time.

Qing Xuanzhe looked at Ling Xiangyuan and nodded, Su Gu was just used as a stepping stone for Ling Xiangyuan to become stronger, no matter how good, he took a sip of wine, turned around and disappeared.

Ling Xiangyuan's eyes lit up, his whole body was cold and uncomfortable, he looked around, he was wading on the snow, and a thin layer of snow fell on his body.

He gasped, looked at the north desert and thought to himself, his father should go to the capital now, he had to hurry up to find his father, and then find Su Gu for revenge.

As soon as he thought of Su Gu, Ling Xiangyuan lay in the snow and clenched his fists, it was almost dark, he wanted to conserve his strength, practice the Nirvana Buddhist Sutra tomorrow, and repair the meridians.