Yu Xian

Ba Liming was already a little confused.

The brilliance of the four sixth-level magic weapons in front of him shook his whole mind!

What kind of master is this?

I had just become a disciple, and he gave me such a great gift! ?

By the way, what else did he say, help him condense the perfect golden elixir?

Can an imperfect golden elixir be reconstituted into a perfect one?

He also said that he wanted to give me more powerful skills and polish my foundation?

"Master!"

Ba Liming didn't know how to describe his mood.

He came back to his senses, pursed his lips, knelt down suddenly, and said with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Disciple, how can I be so virtuous and capable of receiving such a great favor from my master!? Disciple, I am so ashamed that I don't deserve it!"

Yu Xian raised his hand calmly, and a force of strength already lifted Ba Liming up, and said calmly: "Since you have become a master and disciple, you have nothing to be grateful for, and you are worthy of saying that it is only natural for a master to give treasures to his disciples. , take it.”

Ba Liming looked at Yu Xian for a moment, then finally nodded and said, "Disciple, thank you Master for the treasure!"

After that, he put away the four magic weapons in front of him.

Yu Xian nodded, reached out and took out another scroll, erased the fonts on it, pondered for a moment, then raised his hand to start recording.

This recording process took quite a while. Ba Liming stood by the side and waited quietly.

Until the sun set, Yu Xian finally stopped writing the last stroke, exhaled lightly, and looked a little tired, then put the scroll away, handed it to Ba Liming and said: "From now on, you can practice this technique. Let’s build the foundation again.”

Ba Liming respectfully stretched out his hands to take it: "Disciple, thank you master for giving me the technique."

Yu Xian closed his eyes slightly, then opened them again. Calmness returned to his slightly tired eyes, and he said calmly: "Go and refine the magic weapon and re-cultivate your skills. I'm going to the back mountain as a teacher. Don't bother me. I'll wait for you." After a while, my teacher will take you away with him."

"Disciple, obey."

Ba Liming nodded immediately.

Yu Xian had already raised his hands in the air and headed towards the back mountain.

Ba Liming looked at the scroll in his hand, his hands trembled uncontrollably, and he slowly opened the scroll.

Three big characters catch the eye.

"The Power of Death"

…

The back mountain is located.

Two hundred years have passed and everything has changed.

The graveyard at the back of the mountain, where the dead villagers of Dayushu Village were originally buried, has now been covered with vegetation, and there is not even a grave mound.

What you see is no different from a wild mountain forest.

Yu Xian came from the sky.

The lush vegetation here has already covered all the graveyards.

And with the passage of time, whether trampled by animals or washed away by rain, all the graves have long been turned into flat ground. It can be said that dust returns to dust and no longer exists. No one will remember who was buried here.

But with all these changes, if a mortal came to look for his ancestral graves, it would be almost impossible to find them, but in Yu Xian's eyes, they were nowhere to be found.

Yu Xian went straight to a place with lush vegetation and looked ahead with a slightly sad expression.

Father, mother, and elm mother were buried under the vegetation in front of them, but now there is no trace. After the vegetation grows, this place has become one with the world.

In two hundred years, I have experienced so much and finally reached the early stage of Nascent Soul. Now that I return to the graves of my parents and Yushu Niang, I really feel like I am separated from another world.

After letting out a breath, Yu Xian lifted his robe slightly, knelt down and kowtowed three times in front of the disappeared grave.

He didn't say much. After raising his head, he sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

Now that I have returned to my hometown, I feel at ease.

In the middle stage of Xiaoyaoyou Fuyao Linyuan and the middle stage of Yingtianxin, you can try to break through.

Any breakthrough in these two techniques will mean that he has reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

"The wind rises as the wind rises in Linyuan..."

Yu Xian looked calm, thinking silently in his heart, and a mysterious aura slowly filled his body.

At the same time, his spirit radiated out, seemingly forming a physical clone behind him. Under Ying Tianxin's mental deduction, his spirit became more powerful.

"Heaven's Heart Yingshen Thought Ming..."

The mountain wind blew, the vegetation swayed, the sun rose and the moon set, and three years passed before I knew it.

On this day, Yu Xian let out a breath and opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.

"It's almost there... We should be able to break through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul."

Yu Xian stood up and said to himself: "But it's not easy to break through here. I have to find a place with a lot of people, and in front of "everyone", pretend to be a golden elixir and break through to Nascent Soul. In this case, I The risk of your identity being exposed will be greatly reduced.”

There is a completely different difference between a strange golden elixir that successfully breaks through and becomes a Nascent Soul, and a strange Nascent Soul that appears directly.

An unfamiliar golden elixir that successfully breaks through and becomes Yuanying will only become the target of everyone's wooing.

But if a strange Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly appeared, it would be impossible for the various spies deployed by Liu Qinghe not to investigate carefully.

Although the Haotian Zhengzong was defeated, the escape of the seven Nascent Souls was definitely a huge hidden danger.

Liu Qinghe was bound to search around, trying to find traces of these people, especially Yu Xian!

Looking ahead again, Yu Xian paused for a moment, then turned around and walked away.

In the cave in front of the mountain, Ba Liming sat cross-legged and practiced the power of death method with all his strength.

Three years later, he has already completed the transformation of his skills. At this moment, the golden elixir is obviously much stronger. With the blessing of the power of death, his magic power is several times higher than that of three years ago.

After all, the power of death is the inheritance of the great master from outside the domain, and it is also extraordinary. What Yu Xian recorded is his own understanding of the power of death, which is not available to ordinary people!

Yu Xian stepped forward, and Baliming's eyelids moved slightly. He raised his hand and pinched a magic formula, breathing in and out to end the power, then opened his eyes, stood up and said respectfully: "Master."

Yu Xian said: "You go to the village to select and see if there are any young people with roots. If there are, I will leave some inheritance, and then we will leave."

"Master is right."

Baliming nodded and said: "After all, we can't protect them all the time. After Master leaves the inheritance, the fate of these villagers will be determined by their own destiny..."

After that, Baliming turned around and quickly went to the village and showed his figure.

Thousands of villagers ran out at once to pay homage to the immortal master.

Baliming naturally told the villagers to bring all the children in their homes, and this immortal master would select one or two to see if they are qualified to become immortals.

Anyway, the villagers are the most receptive to this. After hearing this, the villagers rushed to send their children here.

Yu Xian watched calmly from a distance as Baliming called the villagers to bring their children to test whether they have spiritual roots.

He reached out and gently touched the jade pendant on his chest, muttering to himself: "If there is a qualified child, I will leave a legacy. If not... the fate between Dayushu Village and me will also be cut off..."

However, it was this touch of the jade pendant that made Yu Xian's eyebrows tremble suddenly.

He suddenly took a step forward and came directly to the ruins of the old village of Dayushu Village.

The old village of Dayushu Village had long been dilapidated, and more than half of the houses of dozens of households had collapsed.

Yu Xian's face was solemn, and he rushed forward quickly. In the blink of an eye, he came to the open space in front of the old village.

In the middle of this open space, there was originally a large elm tree like a canopy umbrella.

Holding the jade pendant on his chest with one hand, he took a step forward and was already in the middle.

The place that was supposed to be the tree pit had already been filled, but Yu Xian only raised his hand, and the soil flew up, and soon a big pit appeared!

But this pit was far from enough.

Yu Xian jumped into the big pit and continued to cast spells. The big pit became deeper and deeper. In a blink of an eye, Yu Xian opened up a full 500 feet!

The Yusheng jade pendant was already floating in the air, emitting a faint fluorescence.

Yu Xian stood at the bottom of the deep pit, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly raised his hand, but it was a light palm that fell, opening the last layer of soil.

In an instant, a green light flew out and came directly to his forehead.