Fairy Tree

As soon as Xiao Lin walked into Lin Mansion, he found that he was in a courtyard. To say it was a courtyard was too polite. The courtyard in front of Xiao Lin covered several miles.

In the middle is a clear lake, several acres in size, with pink lotuses blooming on the water, and bursts of fragrance rush towards you.

And above the lake, a corridor was set up, leading directly to a simple building on the opposite side.

"Dare I ask your surname, senior? But you are here to participate in the exchange meeting." Xiao Lin saw a dozen girls with swords standing on the pavilion on one side, wearing uniform turquoise tight robes, with long hair shawl. She is also delicate and beautiful.

Each one of them can be called a stunning beauty in the world.

But when these people fell into Xiao Lin's eyes, he saw at a glance that their cultivation level was that they were all foundation-building monks.

What came in front of him was a girl who was in the middle stage of foundation building. She looked very young, only about twenty years old, which really surprised Xiao Lin.

Because according to his perception, the girl in front of him seems to be in her twenties in real age. It can be seen that she has not practiced any beauty-preserving skills, but she has reached the middle stage of foundation building at the age of more than 20 years old.

There are not many people with this qualification even in Dancao Mountain.

Thinking that he only advanced to foundation building in his late thirties with the help of the spirit wood space, Xiao Lin couldn't help but feel ashamed.

"My surname is Xiao, and I am here to participate in the exchange meeting." Although Xiao Lin was surprised, there was no expression on his face. He just nodded slightly and replied.

"Senior, please follow me, my servant." The girl bowed and saluted first, and then led Xiao Lin towards the corridor across the lake.

Along the way, every step was a few feet away, but such small skills were naturally not a problem for Xiao Lin, who was a Golden Elixir Dzogchen cultivator. He never moved an inch, but kept following the girl for about ten feet.

The girl walked a hundred feet and seemed to feel that there was no sound behind her. She couldn't help but turn her head and saw Xiao Lin looking at her with a smile.

There was a moment of shock in my heart, but when I thought about the fact that the other party was an ancestor of the Golden Pill, I felt relieved. I smiled brightly at Xiao Lin, then turned around and continued walking.

Xiao Lin followed the girl through the corridor and soon came to a quaint building. The girl walked straight towards an attic on the left.

Soon the two came to a three-story attic. This attic was also extremely luxurious. The wood used to build it was all ironwood that had grown for more than ten thousand years. This kind of wood can be used to refine some excellent materials. The magic weapon.

Moreover, this kind of iron wood is extremely difficult to process, and ordinary mortals have no way to do it. Only immortal cultivators above the Foundation Establishment stage can use magic weapons to cut it.

Arriving in front of the attic, the girl stopped.

"Senior, just go in by yourself."

When Xiao Lin heard this, he nodded and walked toward the door, with a somewhat suspicious expression in his eyes.

Because he sensed that there were extremely powerful forbidden fluctuations in this attic, Xiao Lin couldn't help but feel vigilant.

After entering the attic, I found that there was no staircase leading to the second floor, but a light blue circle of light flashing at the innermost side.

"Teleportation gate?" Xiao Lin did not expect that the place chosen by Wu Tiecheng's No. 1 Golden Pill to exchange his experiences was not outside, but through the teleportation gate, to an unknown place.

After understanding this, Xiao Lin began to hesitate.

He didn't meet any other Jindan monks along the way, and the portal in front of him didn't know where it went. If it was a trap, and he entered hastily, wouldn't he be falling into a trap?

But Xiao Lin also felt that Murong Yan, as the manager of Zhongsheng Zhai, should not murder him.

Just as Xiao Lin was hesitating, a delicate laugh came from behind.

Xiao Lin knew who was behind him without turning his head, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Fellow Daoist Xiao, don't worry. This deep cave is a place specially opened by Lin Dajindan for the exchange meeting. It is mainly for the purpose of keeping it secret. Of course, if Daoist Xiao is worried, he can just go home and no one will stop him. "

Shui Ruohan came to Xiao Lin, swinging his folding fan lightly, showing a sarcastic expression, and then walked towards the aperture first.

Soon her figure disappeared into the circle of light, causing ripples.

Xiao Lin couldn't help but laugh at himself, no longer doubting anything else, and walked directly into the circle of light.

After Xiao Lin experienced a brief period of darkness, his eyes suddenly lit up, and the sounds of conversations around him came to his ears. Xiao Lin found that he was actually in the belly of a mountain.

The belly of the mountain is about a hundred feet in diameter, and the top of the cave above the belly of the mountain is inlaid with countless snow-white beads, emitting soft white light, which actually illuminates the belly of the mountain as if it were daytime.

"What's your name, fellow Taoist? But you're a little late." At this time, a tall man in his thirties came to Xiao Lin and said with a smile on his face.

"I am Xiao Shi, a casual cultivator." When Xiao Lin saw this person, he immediately felt the magic power rolling like a river in his body. He felt a chill in his heart, then he cupped his hands and said.

"It turns out it's Fellow Daoist Xiao. I'm Lin Cang. He has lived in Wutie City for more than three hundred years and can be considered an indigenous person. This must be Fellow Daoist Xiao's first time attending an exchange meeting, right?"

"This is indeed the first time for Xiao to come."

"It doesn't matter. Many of the comrades here are here for the first time. Our communication here will be very casual. Everyone can communicate with each other freely. The communication time is three days. After three days, there will be half a day. Comrade A small-scale trade fair will be held to exchange information.”

After saying that, Lin Cang made a "please" gesture to Xiao Lin, indicating that he could act as he pleased.

After Xiao Lin nodded, he then looked around. There were surprisingly many Golden Elixir cultivators in the mountain. There were nearly fifty of them, most of whom were at the early stage of the Golden Elixir.

A small number of people are in the middle and late stages of the realm, and as for the Golden Elixir Dzogchen realm, there are only a few people.

Moreover, these Jindan monks were obviously divided into many small groups according to their different realms.

Xiao Lin walked straight towards a corner.

The spiritual pressure in Xiao Lin's body was not suppressed deliberately, so his cultivation at the Golden Elixir Dzogchen realm was revealed without hesitation.

Several Jindan Dzogchen monks who were talking freely immediately sensed the amazing spiritual pressure emanating from Xiao Lin's body, and they all turned around in surprise.

"Fellow Taoist's magical power is so profound that it makes Huang feel as if he is on a mountain. If you don't mind, can you come over and talk about it?"

An old man who looked to be in his fifties initially had a hesitant expression on his face when he saw Xiao Lin, but after sensing the astonishing fluctuations in the other person's mana, he suddenly felt horrified.

Because of this feeling, he had only felt it in Wu Tiecheng's first golden elixir, Lin Cang.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the depth of magic power is usually closely related to the skills practiced. The more advanced and superior skills, the stronger the magic power condensed, and it is not uncommon to even be several times higher than that of monks of the same level.

Although deep magic power does not mean high combat power, those with high combat power are usually those with deep magic power.

Therefore, when an immortal cultivator encounters an immortal cultivator whose magical power is obviously stronger than his own, most of them will not take the initiative to provoke trouble, because he does not know whether the opponent's combat power is as amazing as his magical power.

"Thank you, fellow Taoist." Xiao Lin came to the old man's side and sat on a stone bench.

"Before Jiazi, Huang had practiced an excellent wood-based technique. However, during the practice, the three yang meridians on his right arm often appeared. Every time there was a thunderstorm, he would feel a dull pain. I have been thinking and meditating for several years. , but there is still no reason.”

"The derivative spells of the wood-type skills are thunder spells. The Yimu Divine Thunder is one of the five true thunders of immortal cultivators like us, second only to the three major innate divine thunders. Come to think of the wood-type skills practiced by Brother Huang. "

"Fellow Taoist Zhuge hit the mark, and Huang admires it, but the pain in the three Yang meridians during thunderstorms, could it be related to this?"

"Huang Daoyou must have practiced too fast. Yimu's magic power has been accumulated in the three Yang meridians. However, due to long-term stagnation, it can no longer be absorbed and refined through normal exercises. During thunderstorms, the power of thunder and lightning is too abundant. , thus triggering the Yimu mana in fellow Taoist meridians to transform into Yimu lightning, and the pain will naturally be unbearable under the impact. "

"Ah, what Fellow Taoist said makes sense. Once you say this, Huang will understand."

"Haha, the skills cultivated by fellow Taoist Huang are indeed superior immortal arts. Yimu's thunder and light magical power is also one of the top secret arts in the world of immortal cultivation. As long as fellow Taoist masters the thunder method, when Ning Ying overcomes the tribulation in the future, he can pass the Six-Nine The chances of being tested by the Heavenly Tribulation will undoubtedly be greatly increased."