Because this is a desert, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, and now Ling Xiangyuan is just an ordinary person, and he is likely to face the danger of freezing to death at night.

He struggled to his feet and walked southeast, trying to find a place to rest.

In front of him was a vast white desert, and the sky was slowly getting darker, and he felt colder and colder, as if the air had been frozen and condensed, and even his breath could not feel a trace of warmth.

He walked to the southeast, hungry in his stomach, the snow in front of him was faintly full of green life, Ling Xiangyuan's face was happy, the further he went, the thicker the grass covered under the snow, and the more vegetation there were.

Ling Xiangyuan originally thought that he was hallucinating, but now it seemed that it was really an oasis, he walked to the depths of the oasis, and a lake appeared in front of him, and there was thin ice on the lake, and through the ice, he could see fish swimming in the water.

There was a small wooden house next to the lake, Ling Xiangyuan walked over, the wooden house looked dilapidated, it seemed to be in disrepair and uninhabited.

He walked in, the wooden house was uncleaned, it was full of dust, he looked at the wooden house, and thought to himself that he should not die, but this is a good place to hide from the snow and wind, and it is an excellent place to practice the Nirvana Buddhist scriptures.

Ling Xiangyuan cleaned up the wooden house briefly, and made a fire with the dry wood in the wooden house, he was hungry and wanted to catch a few fish to eat, but his body was weak, so he could only pick up some wild vegetables outside, wash them in the lake, and eat them.

After coming and going, the sky had completely darkened, and Ling Xiangyuan walked in the wind and snow for two days and two nights, his body was tired and he fell asleep groggily.

His meridians were repaired, and his body and mind were happy, so he slept very soundly, and when he woke up, it was already noon.

He stretched his waist and pulled out the nameless old book from the clothes around his waist, the pages of the old book were yellow, slightly raised in the middle, and there was a faint red light between the pages, as if there was something mixed in.

Ling Xiangyuan opened the book, and there was a thin wooden plate in the middle of the book, the wooden plate was cool to the hand, with a slight fragrance on it, and it was engraved with dense Buddhist scriptures, exuding a faint red light.

He thought to himself that this thing should be the Nirvana Sutra that Qing Xuanzhe told him.

He was holding a wooden plate, and he didn't know how to get it, so he realized that he was an ordinary person now, and he couldn't activate the Buddhist scriptures at all, and he couldn't practice.

He thought to himself, he couldn't open the Buddhist scriptures, maybe Qing Xuanzhe's predecessors had some good way.

He held the wood chip, scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, and said to himself: "Senior, I don't seem to be able to practice this Buddhist scripture now!"

"Haha, I forgot that you don't have the slightest cultivation now, and you can't activate the Buddhist scriptures. ”

Qing Xuanzhe's laughter came from his body and said, "I'll help you activate it!"

Qing Xuanzhe said, and a white sword qi shot out from Ling Xiangyuan's body and flew into the wooden plate in Ling Xiangyuan's hand.

This seemingly ordinary piece of wood was slashed by Qing Xuanzhe's sword qi but did not move at all, the sword qi was absorbed by the wood chip, and the red light flowed, filling the entire wooden house.

The scriptures on the wood chips trembled, and the red scriptures were wound into ropes, which were intricately tied to the wooden plate, turning into wisps of red light and flying into Ling Xiangyuan's brain.

The Nirvana Sutra entered Ling Xiangyuan's mind and turned into a reddish scripture, which is also an ancient character, exuding a stream of Zen, making people feel calm, detached from the world, and not stained with dust.

Ling Xiangyuan pondered carefully, this Nirvana Sutra has some similarities with the Qiankun Jue, both of which are exercises without grade, and to be precise, it should be the mental method.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, Ling Xiangyuan closed his eyes slightly, his feet were on his knees, his shoulders were open and his spine was straight, his head was in the middle, his hands were sealed under the umbilicus, his tongue licked his palate, and he meditated according to the seven-branch sitting method of Buddhism.

His mind is empty, his eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind are clear, like an old monk in meditation, his mouth floats, and he recites the Nirvana scriptures: "A good man repeatedly." Such as the sun and the moon are the brightest. Nothing is beyond the reach of all understandings. The same is true of the light of the Great Nirvana. The light of the samadhi is the most special in the deeds. All the sutras and samadhi are beyond the reach of light. Why. The light of great nirvana can enter the pores of all living beings. Sentient beings who do not have the mind of bodhi can do bodhi karma ......"

Ling Xiangyuan's mouth turned over, the sound of mosquitoes whispered and recited Buddhist scriptures, the sound of chanting filled the entire hut, and circles of golden light poured out of his body, and he exuded Zen all over his body, like the reincarnation of a Buddha.

The golden light gushed out in a circle, dissipated in the air, at this moment his body and mind were empty, and a Bodhi tree appeared behind him that went straight into the sky, the Bodhi tree branches were luxuriant, he sat under the tree, practicing Buddha and enlightenment.

Ling Xiangyuan's body gradually came from a tingling, he could feel his meridians squirming, the meridians seemed to be blooming golden lotus, and an inexplicable force was repairing his meridians.

He entered the realm of Nirvana, and his meridians began to repair automatically and slowly, his body was inexplicably comfortable, and the internal injuries left by his martial arts cultivation gradually healed.

Qing Xuanzhe watched the scene in Ling Xiangyuan's purple mansion, couldn't help but smack his lips, and said to himself: "The Nirvana Buddhist Sutra of the Buddha family is really unique!"

He took a sip of the wine in the gourd, and said with a proud expression: "However, my Taoist Qiankun recipe is not necessarily bad. ”

Ling Xiangyuan entered the realm of Nirvana, these words were naturally unheard, he did not hear them, he was under the Bodhi tree at the moment to participate in meditation and enlightenment, and his mind was calm.

After about an hour, Ling Xiangyuan opened his eyes, he looked inward at his messy meridians, and now he had repaired about ten percent, and his heart was overjoyed.

He thought to himself that at this rate, his meridians would be able to recover in less than ten days.

"Boy, you're really out of shit luck!"

Qing Xuanzhe's voice came from his body, with a slight jealousy in his voice, and said: "The Taoist Qiankun Formula, the external cutting of muscles and bones, the Nirvana Buddhist Sutra of the Buddhist Family, the internal practice of the meridians, all the good things have been touched by your kid." ”

When Ling Xiangyuan heard this, he scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "Thanks to my predecessors, I can have such an opportunity. ”

His words seemed to be very useful, Qing Xuanzhe laughed loudly, and said: "Silly boy, you are really getting more and more to my appetite, when you grow up, I'm afraid those old guys can only blow their beards and stare at you, and they can't beat you!"

Ling Xiangyuan didn't understand who the old guy he was talking about, but he was secretly happy in his heart.

For a while, he and Qing Xuanzhe talked and laughed, and the relationship was not as awkward as before, it seemed to be closer.

"Goo-Goo......

As he spoke, Ling Xiangyuan's stomach rang uncontrollably, he looked outside the house, it was not early, and he set off to look for food.

He walked to the front of the lake and smashed open the ice surface of the diving place with a stone, and there were several grass carp the thickness of a fist swimming in the diving place in the lake, Ling Xiangyuan took off his coat and jumped in.

He has been coveting fish meat for a long time, and when he came yesterday, his body was weak and difficult to enter the water, and today the Nirvana Sutra repaired his body's miscellaneous injuries, and his body has improved, and he can no longer bear it.

Ling Xiangyuan is a landlubber, when he was a child, he invited a few companions into the water to play in the summer, and he was slightly proficient in water, but it was difficult for him to catch fish.

Although it is now icy and snowy outside, and the water temperature in the lake is not high, he has practiced the Qiankun Technique, and his physique is different from ordinary people, and he can still withstand the cold.

He jumped into the lake, took a good bath in this diving place, caught two grass carp ashore by the way, made a fire and roasted them, and then rested contentedly.

He used the Nirvana Sutra to repair the meridians during the day, chatted with Qing Xuanzhe from time to time, and used fish and meat to satisfy his hunger when he was hungry, and before he knew it, he had been living in this oasis for nine days.

At night, Ling Xiangyuan sat alone in the wooden house, there was a fire in the wooden house, and the yellow-orange ground light illuminated his delicate face, and more than ten days of training made his face add a trace of vicissitudes.

After more than ten days, Ling Xiangyuan's heart has become more and more mature and tenacious, but he has not yet noticed the changes in himself.

"Tomorrow, the meridians will be completely repaired, and we will leave here. ”

Ling Xiangyuan sat beside the flames, the dancing flames made his figure flicker and nearer, and he said to Qing Xuanzhe.

"When your meridian repair is completed tomorrow, you will start cultivating again from a martial apprentice!"

Qing Xuanzhe was drinking a little wine in his Purple Mansion, and suddenly smiled evilly, and said, "Starting tomorrow, I have decided to personally supervise your cultivation, so let's prepare!"

"Really?" Ling Xiangyuan asked incredulously, he thought to himself, he was stupid by nature, and his martial arts were broad and profound, and it would be great if there was a master like Qing Xuanzhe to guide him.

He wished that Qing Xuanzhe would teach him, and now it sounded a little unbelievable.

Qing Xuanzhe looked at his dumbfounded appearance and said with a smile: "It will start tomorrow." ”

Ling Xiangyuan listened to Qing Xuanzhe's promise, and after more than ten days of getting along, he gradually understood Qing Xuanzhe's heart, although Qing Xuanzhe always likes to joke with him, but Qing Xuanzhe will do what he says, and he will not fool him.

Thinking like this, Ling Xiangyuan fell into a deep sleep.

Early in the morning of the second day, Ling Xiangyuan got up and began to practice the Nirvana Sutra, which has many wonderful uses, and even has a heaven-level inferior martial art similar to the Qinglian Sword Finger.

However, with his cultivation now, he can't practice these things for the time being, so he can only hold back the enthusiasm in his heart and think about these things when he reaches the martial artist realm.

Ling Xiangyuan closed his eyes and meditated, his mind was empty, his body gradually relaxed, and he silently recited the scriptures of the Nirvana Sutra in his heart, a circle of golden light rippled in his body, and there were bursts of chanting in the hut.

He gradually entered the realm of Nirvana, an ancient Bodhi tree loomed behind him, golden lotus flowers bloomed in his body, and the meridians and acupoints were slowly repaired.

In nine days, Ling Xiangyuan had completely repaired all the meridians below the head, and now only the head acupoint and the Purple Mansion Heavenly Palace had not been repaired.

The golden lotus bloomed, and a stream of Buddha light poured out, and the inexplicable power repaired several large points on his head.

Ling Xiangyuan controlled the golden lotus and poured into his Purple Mansion Heavenly Palace, which was the place where Su Gu's destruction was the most severe, and his spiritual root, the True One God, were all destroyed by Su Gu's vitality.