Fairy Tree

"It's such a pity that such a good immortal cultivator died at a young age." The Yinchai woman said with a regretful expression on her face.

"Junior Sister, are you having kind thoughts again? With Tianyin's body and Tianling roots, if someone from the Ghost Sect and Demonic Way discovers it, it will be like finding a treasure. With such qualifications, I am afraid that after hundreds of years of practice, you will be able to reach the level of a great monk. Realm will become our terrible enemy. Rather than do this, it is better to strangle it in the cradle." The tall middle-aged man in his forties glanced at the Yinchai woman and said lightly.

"Senior brother may be right, but from that girl's point of view, we have killed her future of cultivation."

"Let's not talk about who is right or wrong in this matter. There is someone in the Red Stone Valley who can condense the soul power storm through the power of spiritual consciousness. It can be seen that this person's realm should be that of a great monk. Among the three of us, the realm of our senior brother is It’s the highest, but it’s still a level lower than this person. Should we go and investigate?”

"Since this person can live in seclusion in Red Stone Valley and has never been discovered by us, he must not like to be disturbed. It would be unwise for us to rush over there. Besides, this person seems to be at a critical moment in his cultivation. If we offend him, If you don't take it, it will bring disaster to our other courtyard," the old man in green clothes said solemnly.

When the tall, middle-aged monk in his forties heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the old man in green clothes from behind, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

"Senior brother, we are too cautious. Our Qingshan Villa is the authentic sect of Tianzong, one of the 360 ​​Zhoutian Villas, and it is within the territory of the Daqian Dynasty. Who dares to do anything against us? Although this person is a great Monk, but with the three of us working together, we may not be afraid of him." Upon hearing this, the Yinchai woman raised her eyebrows and said.

When the old man in green shirt heard this, a blush appeared on his old face. He seemed to realize that he was a little too cowardly, and felt a little ashamed in his heart. He thought that he had been running the Qingshan Villa for hundreds of years, but he had never been able to advance to the mountain sect. Now even There has never been anyone in the Yinyu Guards who has the qualifications, and now the talent is even more withered. If this continues, I am afraid that they will be eliminated from one of the 360 ​​Zhoutian Villas.

With a slight sigh, the old man in green shirt said: "Forget it, the three of us will go and investigate to see who this person is." After saying that, the old man in green shirt waved his sleeves, and a figure suddenly appeared on his body. The cyan aura dragged it towards the direction of Red Stone Valley at lightning speed.

After the tall middle-aged monk in his forties and the silver-haired woman glanced at each other, they also harnessed the escaping light at the same time, followed closely behind the old man in green shirt, and soon the three of them disappeared into the distance.

After a cup of tea, three pillars of light fell in the Red Stone Valley. When the light dissipated, the figures of the old man in green shirt, the tall middle-aged monk, and the woman with silver hairpin appeared.

But soon they showed expressions of astonishment, because the entire Red Stone Valley was empty except for a dozen old hens in the chicken coop next to it. The old Xia Tou and his daughter were already Whereabouts unknown.

"Even the old Xia Tou and his daughter are missing. Could it be that this person is a demonic monk and that the old Xia Tou and his daughter have been poisoned?"

"Old Xia Tou and his daughter are just mortals. If this person can really kill him, he must be a ruthless person. What the junior brother is most worried about is that he discovered the qualifications of Xia Mo. If he is really a member of the devil, he will be killed. If you take away the training, all our planning will be in vain."

When the old man in green shirt heard this, his face was so gloomy that he could almost water. This was what worried him the most. Of course, he was even more worried about whether Xia Mo would hate Qingshan Villa if she knew the truth. In this way, he inexplicably created a big enemy for Qingshan Villa.

After searching around for a while, the three of them could only leave in frustration.

...

Within the Million Mountains, in an inconspicuous small valley, stood a young man in his twenties, Xiao Lin, who had completed the third level of Mending Heaven Sutra.

Xiao Lin was looking at a stream in front of him. This stream was just like the stream in the Red Stone Valley. Its final destination was the rushing Canglan River.

Although he had been in a deep sleep for more than three years, he actually regained consciousness in the second year. Because he was too seriously injured, he was still unable to move. Moreover, the third layer of the Mending Sky Sutra was at a critical moment, so he borrowed the opportunity to He continued to practice and began to use the Qingluan Life and Death Jade Cold Technique to repair the damaged internal organs and meridians bit by bit.

Xiao Lin didn't wake up until the third level of the Mending Heaven Sutra was completed. When the third level of the Mending Heaven Sutra was completed, he had already discovered the three high-level Yuanying monks from Qinghan Villa. One of them was in the late Yuanying stage, and the other The two of them were in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, and Xiao Lin had absorbed all the conversations of the three of them into the sea of ​​consciousness.

So after he woke up, he immediately took Lao Xia Tou and his daughter out of the Red Stone Valley and came to the Five Valley in front of them.

"Brother Xiao, what are you thinking about?"

The beautiful female voice pulled Xiao Lin back from his trance. He turned around and saw Xia Mo's slightly pale face. He couldn't help but smile and said, "How is Miss Xia feeling today?"

"Brother Xiao, why do you still call me girl? Didn't you agree to call me Mo'er?" Xia Mo pouted with an expression of dissatisfaction.

Xiao Lin smiled slightly and said, "Okay, I was wrong. I just sucked some of the Yin Qi out of your body the day before yesterday. You should have a good rest these days."

"It's so boring to lie in bed every day. By the way, Brother Xiao, will you really teach me the magic of immortality?"

"Of course this is true, but you are still too weak right now. After a period of recuperation, Brother Xiao will officially teach you the skills." Xiao Lin smiled, but there was a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

After he woke up, he learned from the three old men in green shirts that the Xia Mo in front of him actually had a rare Tianyin physique, and also had the talent of Tianlinggen. The chance of such a talent being born was extremely small.

However, once such a talent is cultivated, its advancement will be very astonishing.

The only thing that makes Xiao Lin a little depressed is that the Tianyin Qi in Xia Mo's body is also the most yin and cold Qi, but it is not suitable for practicing the skills in the Qingluan Immortal Sutra. The several kinds of ice that Xiao Lin has in his hand The tying method is also not suitable.

Because the Qi of Tianyin still contains a trace of demonic Qi, practicing orthodox Immortal Dao techniques will only achieve twice the result with half the effort.

This reminded Xiao Lin of the Nine Sons of Heavenly Demon Kung Fu he had. Among these Nine Sons of Heavenly Demons, there was a method of breathing in and out of the demonic path, called the "Nine Yin Swallowing True Kung Fu", but Xiao Lin thought about it for a moment. , I still feel that this technique is not suitable for Xia Mo.

Xia Mo's Tianyin body was more focused on Ghost Dao techniques, so Xiao Lin searched for a long time among the many techniques he had acquired before he found a basic Ghost Dao technique - Condensing Yin Jue.

After much deliberation, he decided to teach her the Yin Condensation Technique. For Xiao Lin, this was also a helpless choice. Xia Mo's Tianyin body condensed Tianyin energy every day, which ordinary people simply couldn't bear. If this continues, in a few years, Xia Mo will die from the yin energy condensing all the meridians in his body.

The only way to resolve this Tianyin energy is to absorb it for your own use.

Although Xiao Lin didn't really want to teach Xia Mo the ghost technique, there was no other better way.

After hearing this, Xia Mo's pretty face suddenly showed an overjoyed expression.

Cultivation of immortality is an irresistible temptation for mortals, and Xia Mo is no exception.

"Brother Xiao, have you seen my father?" Xia Mo remembered her purpose. When she woke up early this morning, she found that her father was not in the room. When she went out to look for him, she happened to see Xiao Lin, who was staring at the stream in a daze.

"Where is Father Xia fishing?" Xiao Lin pointed to the lower reaches of the stream and said.

"I'll take you there." Xiao Lin waved his sleeves and a dark green light enveloped Xia Mo. Then the two of them turned into a stream of light and flew towards the lower reaches of the stream. In just a moment, Xiao Lin I took Xia Mo to the junction of the stream and Canglan River. The water flow here is relatively stable and the environment is suitable for fish to survive.

So Xia Mo's father was on the shore, casting a net into the stream.

On the shore, there were already three or four fish jumping around, each weighing three or four kilograms.

Seeing Xiao Lin flying in with Xia Mo, Old Man Xia stopped casting the net. When the two came and landed next to him, he said, "Mo'er, your health just got better, why did you run out, why don't you go back and rest quickly."

Hearing that his father said the same thing as Brother Xiao, Xia Mo couldn't help but chuckled: "Dad, Mo'er is fine, and Brother Xiao has promised me that he will teach Mo'er the magic in a few days. You no longer have to suffer from chronic diseases.”

Hearing this, Old Man Xia looked at Xiao Lin and suddenly knelt down with a "pop" sound.

Xiao Lin had quick eyesight and quick hands. As soon as Old Xia knelt down and waved his sleeves, Old Xia felt an irresistible force coming towards him, and his body couldn't help but stand up.

"Father Xia doesn't need to be polite. Besides, Xiao Lin's life was saved by the two of you. In the final analysis, Xiao Lin is just repaying the favor."

Xiao Lin felt a little embarrassed when he first called Old Xia Xia, because more than three hundred years had passed since his cultivation. In comparison, the Old Man Xia in front of him was not even his junior.

But as the saying goes, do as the Romans do, at least in name, Old Man Xia is much older than him, and Xia Mo is always called Big Brother Xiao, Big Brother Xiao. As time goes by, Xiao Lin has gotten used to it.

"With Master Xiao's magical power, it would not be a big deal even if our father and daughter did not rescue him. Moreover, during the three years when Master Xiao was in coma, we did not do anything. Speaking of which, it really makes Xia ashamed. "

"There's no need to be polite, Father Xia." Xiao Lin said with a smile.

"That's right, dad, don't be cliched. When his daughter succeeds in practicing immortality, he will definitely take you to travel around the mountains and rivers of the Daqian Dynasty and see all the scenery."

"Haha, okay, dad is waiting." Seeing that his daughter was saved, Old Man Xia was so happy that he actually shed two lines of tears.

"Dad, seeing that you have caught a lot of fish, you should go back and let your daughter cook you a big meal."

...

In this small valley, Xiao Lin calmed down for a rare moment. His injuries were more serious than he thought. Even Nascent Soul had been seriously injured early. Fortunately, the original Dao foundation was not affected. For Xiao Lin, It can be considered a blessing in misfortune.

Every morning when he got up, Xiao Lin would get up and go fishing with Old Man Xia and his daughter. During the fishing process, he did not use magic power and used a net to catch fish like ordinary mortals.

The three meals a day were cooked by Xia Mo himself. Although Xiao Lin had already abstained from rice, he was full of praise for Xia Mo's craftsmanship.

In the afternoon, Xiao Lin began to use his kung fu to heal his injuries and at the same time consolidate the third level of the Heaven-Building Sutra.

It was not until the third month, after the Yin Qi in Xia Mo's body had been initially controlled, that Xiao Lin taught her the formula of Condensing Yin and asked her to meditate for an hour in the morning and evening.

In such a peaceful life, another two years passed quickly. During these two years, Xia Mo's Yin Condensation Technique unexpectedly reached the eighth level, and her realm also reached the eighth level of Qi refining. This speed is really fast. Xiao Lin was surprised.

Back then, it took him more than ten years to go from the first level of Qi Refining to the peak of Qi Refining. This was only achieved when he cultivated a large number of low-level spiritual grasses with the help of the spirit wood space and basically had a constant supply of spiritual elixirs.

But in just two years, Xia Mo has traveled the path that others have taken for at least ten years. It has to be said that the Heavenly Spiritual Root cultivator is really the darling of God's favor.

Xiao Lin's injuries have healed, his level has also improved, and he has stabilized at the peak of the middle stage of Yuanying. Xiao Lin originally wanted to use this to hit the late stage of Yuanying, but after thinking about it, he gave up.

In the past three years, Xiao Lin also left the Million Mountains and entered the Daqian Dynasty. The Daqian Dynasty was indeed more than ten times more prosperous than the Southern Territory and the Eastern Territory.

The Daqian Dynasty respected immortality, and it was even rumored that the royal family of the Daqian Dynasty was a lineage of the Emperor Haoran Tianzong. The Emperor Haoran Tianzong had always spread the legend of one saint, two figures, three scholars and four generals, as well as thirty-six mountain masters, three One hundred and sixty Silver Feather Guards.

These strengths are the nominal strengths of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong, and among them, one saint, two phases, three scholars and four generals are the actual controllers of the Daqian Dynasty. One of them is a saint of the Daqian Dynasty. For thousands of years, Previously, Fairy Yeyue was the Saint Yeyue of the Daqian Dynasty.

To this day, Xiao Lin does not know who the Saint is. The true emperor of the Daqian Dynasty is one of the nine true emperors of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong and one of the nine great monks of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong. .

In addition to the nine true emperors, the second prime minister of the Daqian Dynasty and the first three of the thirty-six mountain masters are all great monks, the number of great monks in the name of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong has reached fourteen. The number is even greater than that of the Ancient Buddha Celestial Sect in the West.

After learning the news, Xiao Lin was really shocked. A sect actually had fourteen great monks. What a huge force it was.

What made Xiao Lin yearn for it even more was the Haoyang Mountains, the mountain gate of the Emperor Haoran Tianzong.

According to rumors, the Haoyang Mountains are thousands of miles apart and are the highest mountain in the Middle-Earth. The gate of the Great Emperor Haoran Tianzong is located in the Haoyang Mountains.