Chapter 162: Jihua Sect, Desperate to Seek Medical Help

Venerable Fengxue has a lot of treasures on his body, and his family is really rich. Swordsmen are also willing to accept all comers. Except for the discarded spiritual stones and the ineffective formation catalogues, most of them are in his pocket. Among them, the more valuable ones are Those that are stored in the dream space and are less valuable are carried with you for easy study and understanding at any time.

Along the way, from the Sutra Pavilion of Panlong Sect, to the Eighteen Prisons of Jiuxiang Temple, to the tomb of Venerable Fengxue, Li Changxiao's family fortune has become richer step by step. If the spiritual energy is not exhausted, He can already be regarded as a "nouveau riche". As for why he is only a nouveau riche and not a real "rich kid", the so-called inheritance from a master is missing.

In the world of spiritual practice, the first resource is the inheritance of teachers. This is also an important factor for few casual practitioners to be able to compete with the disciples of the sect and the children of the family. Unless they are amazingly talented people, such people will eventually choose the right tree. And rest.

But Li Changxiao is not in a hurry. Although he cannot understand many things at all, knowledge is never linear. He will not get hung up on one thing and turn to other things. When he remembers it, he will go back. You will often gain new insights when reading content that you could not understand before.

Strictly speaking, he is far from diligent. He spends most of the day drunk. He often says that the world, mountains and rivers are more beautiful than magic books and Taoism. No matter what, he refuses to devote his body and mind to the study of Taoism.

Two hours a day is enough. If you spend more, you can only comprehend it in your dreams.

Two years of seeking change.

July twenty-sixth.

Like a chicken pecking at rice, the swordsman finally read a few classics, but he only read them, not fully understood them.

At the same time, I also get to know Venerable Fengxue better. This famous figure who died unjustly, if not looking at his final desolate ending, actually had an extremely eventful life.

Born with a very cold body, he occasionally encounters adventures, and plans for half his life. Although there are difficulties, he mostly succeeds. He picks an ice flower to build the foundation, grabs a drop of cold marrow and freezes the elixir, and then enters the Snow Sect in the extreme north of the polar region and becomes the master of the snow sect. An elder who wants power.

The foundation-building and realm-breaking techniques, the pill-forming and realm-breaking techniques, and even the spirit-transformation and realm-breaking techniques are all extremely well preserved. There are many notes and annotations on them. They were the first target of Li Changxiao's understanding.

It is extremely difficult, and there are eighteen kinds of auxiliary materials for foundation building alone. All of them are treasures from heaven and earth, and some are even coveted by the powerful Nascent Soul.

It can be seen that Venerable Fengxue is really powerful. During the Qi Refining Period, he can gather the materials needed to break through the realm. Both in terms of means and luck, he is different from ordinary people.

Walking slowly all the way.

Hot summer day.

In the dream space, the swordsman watered the Qingping sword with ice crystal marrow.

There was a touch of coldness on the sword.

An unknown ascension occurred.

Li Changxiao kept the remaining ice crystal marrow. According to the information left by Venerable Fengxue, if he could collect the ten divine marrows, he could forge divine bones and realize supreme supernatural powers, which would have endless magical uses.

So he planned to save it.

Maybe when it will be all ready.

The temperature gradually increased. The little donkey carried the swordsman and walked on the official road. The donkey stuck out its tongue as much as possible to dissipate the heat in the body as much as possible.

The little donkey's body structure has been finalized, and it is shorter than the most ordinary horses. Its appearance is really not close to the word "handsome".

On the other hand, although its owner has always been a friend of wine, his superior appearance cannot be concealed at all. People often whisper behind his back, saying that a handsome young man should be paired with a BMW, but why should he be paired with a dwarf donkey?

But as I walked more and saw more people, I gradually stopped caring. It was noon, and the sun was so hot that it made my skin ache.

One person and one donkey found a natural clear spring in the mountains and fields. The water was gurgling and crystal clear, and fish could be seen swimming there.

The swordsman jumped into the spring and took a dip in the world. He turned his back upwards, looked at the blue sky and blue clouds, and took a leisurely sip of wine, feeling very refreshed.

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In this clear spring, no matter how fierce the sun is, it can't do anything to this person or the donkey.

The little donkey first stood by the spring and took a big gulp of water, and finally jumped into the spring and played freely. It was time to enjoy it.

A red rainbow flashed across the sky.

After a few seconds.

Another gray rainbow flashed.

Two rainbow lights, representing the two monks, seemed to be chasing each other. Li Changxiao's spiritual energy surged into his eyes and he chased away. It was vaguely visible that it was a man chasing a woman, and the woman seemed to have been injured.

Suddenly there was a flash.

The woman's figure suddenly disappeared.

Only petals remain.

The man looked around, and finally fell into the forest and disappeared from Li Changxiao's sight.

Li Changxiao looked away. In fact, he had seen such things more than once.

No one can escape love, hate, and enmity. Although the general environment requires the unity of the human race, internal strife will not be eliminated or even reduced.

It was those two figures.

He had a vague impression that the woman's movement technique that just disappeared out of thin air was something he had come across before, and it was called "Wrong Flower Shadow".

Li Changxiao soaked in the bath for a long time. When a large group of thick white clouds enveloped the sun, and the sun was no longer so fierce, Li Changxiao and the little donkey were full of energy and prepared to start their journey again.

One step at a time, after just a few steps, he met a woman.

Wearing pink clothes, his mouth was stained with blood, and his face was pale.

"Fellow Taoist, please help me."

"Thank you very much."

The woman frowned, looking anxious.

Li Changxiao was stunned for a moment, thinking about how his face looked like a good old man.

Although he was joking in his heart, Li Changxiao also knew that this woman was probably desperate and had come to seek medical treatment in a hurry.

Li Changxiao looked at the woman's face and smiled suddenly, "What is your relationship with Zhou Qingyu?"

The woman was stunned, and hope suddenly ignited in her heart. This person is indeed a cultivator. She hesitated for a while and replied, "He is my uncle."

Li Changxiao smiled meaningfully, "Tell me, how can I help you?"

The woman looked happy. She was desperate to seek help. On the way to escape, she saw a man and a donkey taking a leisurely bath. She didn't care about anything else, so she stepped forward to ask for help.

At first, she couldn't even be sure whether the other party was a cultivator.

She said, "Daoyou just need to show your aura a little bit, and let me stay by your side."

"The thief will be afraid of this and stay away."

"So simple?" Li Changxiao smiled slightly. This was no loss to him.

"Thank you for your trouble. I will reward you handsomely later." The woman in red said solemnly.

As she said, Li Changxiao showed his aura a little bit, and the person who chased her did not show up all the way.

The journey was uneventful.

The two chatted, and Li Changxiao judged the woman's origin based on her body movements, and asked her if she was from the "Jihua Sect" located in Baiyu Jianzhou.

The woman nodded and agreed. In Fuyao Tianxia, ​​Jihua Sect and Jiuxiang Temple belonged to the same level, and both were well-known forces.

It was just difficult to judge the superiority and inferiority.

The woman introduced herself as Yu Lanyue, and told the inside story of being hunted down. After the spiritual energy was exhausted, the sect's formation became ineffective, and Jihua Sect was soon disbanded.

It was just that the sect was disbanded, but the grudges had never disappeared.

Jihua Sect and Huochi Sect, which were also in Baiyu Jianzhou, had thousands of years of grudges, and were deadly enemies.

In the past three hundred years, people from each other died at the hands of the other sect.