OBS Chapter 162: Jihua Sect, desperate to seek medical help
Chapter 162: Jihua Sect, desperate to seek medical help
Venerable Fengxue had many treasures on him and his family was very wealthy, so the swordsman accepted all the treasures that came his way. Except for the discarded spirit stones and the formation diagrams that were no longer effective, most of them were put into his bag. The more valuable ones were even put into the dream space, while the less valuable ones were carried on his body for convenient study and contemplation at any time.
Along the way, from the Panlong Sect's Sutra Library to the Jiuxiang Temple's Eighteen Hells, and then to the tomb of Venerable Fengxue, Li Changxiao's family fortune became richer and richer. If his spiritual energy had not been exhausted, he would have been considered a "nouveau riche". As for why he was just a nouveau riche and not a real "rich kid", it was because he lacked the so-called master-disciple relationship.
In the world of cultivation, the master-disciple relationship is the most important resource. This is also an important factor that makes it very rare for independent cultivators to defeat the disciples of a sect or the children of a family, unless they are extremely talented. However, such people will eventually choose to stop.
But Li Changxiao was not in a hurry. Although he could not understand many things, knowledge was never linear. He would not get entangled in one thing and turn to look at other things. When he remembered, he would look back at the content that he did not understand before, and he would often have new insights.
Strictly speaking, he was far from being diligent. He was drunk most of the time during the day and often said that the world and mountains and rivers were more beautiful than the books on magic and the great principles. No matter what, he was unwilling to devote his body and mind to the study of Taoism.
Two hours a day is enough. If it is more, I can only comprehend it in my dreams.
Two years of seeking change.
July 26th.
The swordsman finished reading several classics like a chick pecking at rice, but he just finished reading them, not fully understanding them.
At the same time, I have a better understanding of Venerable Fengxue. This famous figure who died unjustly but had a great reputation actually had an extremely eventful life if we ignore his tragic ending.
He was born with a cold body and had occasional adventures. He planned for half his life, and although there were difficulties, he was mostly successful. He picked an ice flower to build his foundation, seized a drop of cold marrow to form an ice pill, and then entered the Snow Sect in the Arctic Region and became an elder who held important power.
His methods of building the foundation, forming the elixir, and even the spirit transformation were all well preserved, with many notes and annotations on them. They were the first goals that Li Changxiao comprehended.
It is extremely difficult. There are eighteen kinds of auxiliary materials for foundation building alone. All of them are rare treasures, and some are even coveted by Nascent Soul masters.
It can be seen that Venerable Fengxue is indeed powerful. He can gather the materials needed to break through the realm in the Qi Refining Stage. Both his means and luck are different from those of ordinary people.
Walking slowly all the way.
Hot summer.
In the dream space, the swordsman used ice crystal marrow to water the Qingping Sword.
There was a hint 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 one could gather all the ten divine marrows, one could forge divine bones, comprehend supreme magical powers, and have endless uses.
So he planned to keep it.
Who knows, someday, all the money will be raised.
The temperature gradually rose. The little donkey carried the swordsman on its back as they walked on the official road. The donkey stuck out its tongue as much as possible to dissipate the heat in its body.
The little donkey's body shape has been determined. It is shorter than the most ordinary horse and its appearance is far from being handsome.
However, although its owner spends all day drinking, his superior appearance cannot be concealed at all. People often whisper in his ears behind his back, saying that a handsome man should be paired with a BMW, why is he paired with a dwarf donkey?
But as I walked more and met more people, I gradually stopped caring. It was noon, the sun was scorching, and my skin was hurt by the sun.
A man and a donkey found a natural spring among the mountains. The water was gurgling and clear, and you could see fish swimming in the bottom.
The swordsman jumped into the spring and swam freely in the world. He lay on his back, looking at the blue sky and clouds, and took a leisurely sip of wine, feeling refreshed.
In this clear spring, no matter how scorching the sun is, it cannot harm this man and this donkey.
The little donkey first stood by the spring and drank the water in big gulps, and finally jumped into the spring, playing freely and enjoying itself.
A red rainbow flashed across the sky.
After a few seconds.
Another gray rainbow light flashed by.
Two rainbow lights, representing two monks, seemed to be chasing each other. Li Changxiao felt spiritual energy surge into his eyes and followed them. He could vaguely see that a man was chasing a woman, who seemed to be injured.
Suddenly flashed.
The woman's figure suddenly disappeared.
Only petals are left.
The man looked around, and finally fell into the forest, disappearing from Li Changxiao's sight.
Li Changxiao withdrew his gaze. In fact, he had seen such things more than once.
No one can escape from love, hate, and vengeance. Although the general environment requires human unity, internal strife will not be eliminated or even reduced.
It was those two figures.
He had a vague impression that the woman's technique of disappearing out of thin air just now was something he had encountered before. It was called "Wrong Flower Shadow".
Li Changxiao took a bath for a long time. When a large group of thick white clouds covered the sun, the sun was no longer so scorching. Li Changxiao and the little donkey were full of energy and ready to set off again.
He walked step by step, and after only a few steps, he met a woman.
He was wearing pink clothes, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a pale face.
"Fellow Daoist, please help me."
"Thank you very much."
The woman frowned, her expression unable to hide her anxiety.
Li Changxiao was stunned, thinking that his face looked like a good person.
Although he was joking in his heart, Li Changxiao also knew that this woman was probably desperate and was seeking medical help from anywhere.
Li Changxiao looked at the woman's face and suddenly smiled, "What is your relationship with Zhou Qingyu?"
The woman was startled, and hope suddenly ignited in her heart. This person was indeed a cultivator. She hesitated for a while and replied, "He is my uncle."
Li Changxiao laughed meaningfully, "Tell me, how can I help you?"
The woman looked delighted. She was desperate and was trying every possible means to find a cure. When she saw a man and a donkey leisurely taking a bath, she didn't care about anything else and just went over to ask for help.
At first, she wasn't even sure whether the other party was a monk.
She said, "Fellow Daoist, just show your presence a little bit and let me stay by your side."
"When the thief sees this, he will surely run away out of fear."
"So simple?" Li Changxiao smiled slightly. For him, this was no loss at all.
"Thank you for your trouble. I will reward you handsomely later." The woman in red said solemnly.
As she said, Li Changxiao showed a little bit of her aura, and as she moved forward, the person who was chasing her really never showed up.
The journey was rather uneventful.
The two started chatting. Li Changxiao judged the woman's origins based on the body movements she had just shown and asked her if she was from the "Jihua Sect" located in Baiyu Jianzhou.
The woman nodded in agreement. In the world of Fuyao, Jihua Sect and Jiuxiang Temple were of the same rank and were both well-known forces throughout the world.
It's just hard to judge which one is better.
The woman introduced herself as Yu Lanyue and revealed the details of why she was being hunted. After the spiritual energy was exhausted, the sect's formation became ineffective and the Jihua Sect was soon disbanded.
Although the sect was disbanded, the grudges remained.
The Jihua Sect and the Huochi Sect, which are both located in Baiyu Jianzhou, have a grudge that dates back thousands of years and are mortal enemies.
Over the past three hundred years, people from both sides have died at the hands of their enemies.