There was silence in the cave, and four long pearls the size of human heads bloomed softly, illuminating the place.
On the top of the ten golden dao platforms, except for the drunken immortal brew that had been taken away by Ling Xian, and the golden pages that had been taken away by Yue Lianhan, the remaining eight treasures were intact, exuding extremely strong aura fluctuations.
The ground was covered with blood and corpses, telling the cruelty of the Immortal Quest.
All the monks who came here to find an opportunity all died, a small half died at the hands of Ling Xian, and the rest all died at the hands of Yue Lianhan, becoming a stepping stone for her to win the supreme treasure and turn into a dragon once and for all.
Cultivation is like this, fighting with heaven and earth, fighting with time, fighting with living beings, all three are full of difficulties, and it takes great wisdom, great creation, great understanding, and going through thousands of difficulties and dangers, ups and downs, before we can see a faint light of light.
At this moment, Ling Xian's eyes were closed, he sat cross-legged, wisps of heaven and earth aura gushed out from the void, and then slowly flowed into his body, recuperating his injured body.
The same is true for don't take it lightly.
Both of them were not lightly injured, especially him, who was first beaten by Ling Xian until he vomited blood, and then at the cost of burning cultivation, he forcibly cast the three ancient characters on Haoran's scroll, which not only made matters worse, but also made his whole person extremely weak, and his cultivation also fell to the eighth layer of qi refining.
This kind of wound left by forcibly performing the Divine Channel Technique is almost permanent and irreparable, unless it is to take some rare heaven and earth divine objects, otherwise, the cultivation will be stagnant forever at the eighth layer of qi refining, and it will be difficult to advance an inch in the rest of his life.
It can be seen from this that Mo lightly sacrificed a great price, but fortunately, it was all worth it, with the power of his mighty ancient characters and Ling Xian's ability to destroy the demon sword, he finally joined forces to repel Yue Lianhan's heavy blow and save his life.
After I don't know how long it took, Mo Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes, gently exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said with palpitations: "With this woman's current strong cultivation, I'm afraid that all the Tianjiao in the entire ruins will not be her opponent if they shoot together, fortunately, my Haoran Ancient Character has a strong power of imprisonment, and his Demon Sword is strong and sharp enough, and he has seen through Yue Lianhan's flaws, otherwise it is impossible to repel her." ” It's just that when he thought that he had paid a huge price, not only did his cultivation fall to the eighth layer of qi refining, but he might not be able to recover for the rest of his life, he couldn't help but show a wry smile on his face, and sighed: "Alas, it's all fate, if it weren't for the fact that she was too stupid and indirectly helped Yue Lianhan, she wouldn't have won that golden page. ” At this moment, Ling Xian quietly opened his eyes, looked at Mo Qingcheng, who was frowning, and said with a faint smile: "Don't sigh, it's not like there is no way to recover from your injuries." ” "There is no way, this trauma is almost permanent, and once it is left, it cannot be recovered."
Mo lightly frowned and sighed: "But I am very satisfied to be able to save a life, at least, I can see my master again." ” Speaking of this, a smile rippled at the corner of his mouth, which showed how important that master was to him.
"Just because you can't help it doesn't mean I can't help it."
Ling Xian smiled mysteriously.
"What" Mo lightly perked up, and said urgently: "Brother Dao, you really have a way" "Naturally, there is no point in lying to you."
Ling Xian was confident.
Seeing that he was so determined, Mo Qingcheng's eyes suddenly became radiant, cultivation is the second life of a monk, and he is an outstanding descendant of Haoran Sect's generation, one of the recognized Tianjiao in Yunzhou, if his cultivation always stays at the eighth layer of qi refining, it will be an extremely serious blow to him, and more importantly, he does not want to disappoint the master who has high expectations for him.
Therefore, when he heard Ling Xian say that there was a way, he naturally swept away the haze, and the whole person glowed with a dazzling look.
"Please Brother Dao save me."
Mo looked at Ling Xian with great excitement, clasped his hands into fists, and bowed deeply.
"Don't worry, I will naturally save you, anyway, we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms who fight the enemy together, although you caused this disaster."
Ling Xian nodded.
"Brother Dao, please don't be sarcastic about me, I have already realized my mistake."
Mo smiled lightly, his face slightly flushed.
"It's good to know that it's wrong, I also know more or less how some Haoran Sect educates its disciples, there is nothing wrong with being loyal and promised, but it is also clear about the situation, at that time, it was obvious that once Yue Lianhan's conspiracy succeeded, he would definitely not let the two of us go, and the result also confirmed my guess."
Ling Xian smiled faintly.
"Yes, Brother Dao's teachings, I will definitely keep it in mind."
Mo nodded solemnly, a trace of hesitation suddenly flashed on his face, and he said worriedly: "It's just that what if Lian Han comes back to us for trouble at that time, she must have completely fused that page and broken through to the foundation building period, you and I are not opponents." ” "It doesn't matter."
Ling Xian waved his hand, a trace of anticipation flashed in his eyes, and said: "The soldiers will block, the water will cover the earth, even if she completely breaks through the foundation building period, it will not be in the way, maybe, I will break through a little earlier than her, and when the time comes, I will find her trouble." ” "Brother Dao, what do you mean by this?"
"You elm brain, obviously stupid at reading."
Ling Xian shook his head helplessly, and with a wave of his sleeves, a pot of aroma overflowed, and the drunken wine emerged, suspended in mid-air, exuding an extremely strong aura fluctuation.
"yes, I forgot you had a drunken immortal brew."
Mo Qingcheng suddenly realized, suddenly remembered something, his eyes couldn't help but light up, and said, "Brother Feidao, you plan to use it to heal my injury."
"No, although this thing is good, it is of no use to the injuries caused by the burning cultivation."
Ling Xian shook his head, stopped selling Guan Zi, and said, "I plan to open a furnace for you to alchemy." ” "Brother Dao is actually still an alchemist, I don't know how many realms it is" Mo was surprised, he didn't expect Ling Xian to be a noble alchemist.
"Eight pins."
Ling Xian chuckled, waved his big sleeves, and the purple pill that he had put into the storage bag when he was separated from Situ Nan appeared, and fell to the ground with a bang.
"Eight Grades" Mo Qingcheng gasped, he originally thought that Ling Xian's age was at most a nine-rank Dan master, but he never expected that his Dan Dao realm had actually reached the eighth-rank realm Eight-rank alchemists are very ordinary, fifteen-year-old eight-rank alchemists are very few, but they are not rare, but a person who is like a bamboo in cultivation and has reached the invincible realm of qi refining, and at the same time has made great achievements in the Dan Dao, there are very few, which is enough to be called rare.
Therefore, Mo Xiaocheng is so shocked.
Looking at his shocked appearance, Ling Xian smiled faintly and said, "Okay, I'll open the furnace for alchemy first, heal your injuries, and then you protect the Dharma for me, I want to break through to the foundation building period, in case Yue Lianhan comes to the door." ” :