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Chapter Eleven Empty Bluestone

Lin Bujia said oh and felt happy in his heart.

In this way, instead of causing trouble to Miss Ming by taking action on his own this time, he actually helped her a lot!

Thanks to Senior Brother Xie Bai, otherwise, how could a little guy like him be qualified to enter such a secret realm jointly explored by various sects?

However, if he was still as stubborn as before and just focused on cultivation, I'm afraid his senior brother wouldn't tell him about it.

After all, maybe Miss Ming, who asked him to practice swordsmanship, helped him?

Lin Bujia was a little curious and said: "What is the origin of this secret realm? How can there be such a powerful book?"

He has been staying at Changchun Gate since he was adopted by Li Shoumen.

Most of the time, it is only two points and one line between the main hall and Jiahong Peak.

At most, I occasionally heard from other people that there was a secret realm somewhere, and there were treasures there, and they were all topics of conversation.

But there is no such thing as a rare treasure that can truly change your destiny.

Otherwise, how could there be only a bunch of small sects gathering in the border land?

I didn’t expect that I was holding it back a lot!

When mentioning the secret realm of Langhuan, Ming Xuechuan's tone was also much more solemn: "That secret realm is the library of the ancient Emperor of Heaven. Legend has it that this Emperor of Heaven has existed since the beginning of chaos, experienced thirty-six thousand calamities, and finally attained Taoism.

fruit."

"The Emperor of Heaven has recorded everything he has learned throughout his life in the form of books, and has kept it in the secret realm of Langhuan, waiting for those who are destined to receive his inheritance."

"The secret realm will be opened once every thousand years at a random location in the Five Realms. Only people with a foundation level or below are allowed to enter it."

"Because if your cultivation level is too high, you may already have your own Tao, but you will not have the conditions to pass it on."

Lin Bujia was stunned when he heard this, and sighed in his heart.

It's really incredible that such a secret place can appear in a borderland like theirs.

But according to what Miss Ming said, even if such a huge opportunity was placed in front of them, not one of the sects in the border land could seize it!

In fact, this is quite reasonable...

Lin Bujie felt that even if the legendary nectar was placed in front of him, he would probably only think it was a bottle of water.

This is why it is said that wild boar cannot eat fine chaff.

Limited vision determines limited knowledge.

Lin Bujia thought of the two things given by Senior Brother Xie Bai again, and quickly took them out and said: "These are the magic weapons and elixirs that Senior Brother Xie Bai gave me. I think they should be helpful when the time comes."

Ming Xuechuan already knew it in his consciousness just now. He glanced at it and said calmly: "It is somewhat useful, but not very useful."

Lin Bu paused as if offering a treasure and smiled awkwardly.

Also... with Miss Ming's strength, these Qi refining period things must be commonplace.

Ming Xuechuan shook his head and said: "Your senior brother treats you well, but the real threat is not the people who want to enter it, but the secret realm itself."

She tiptoed, floated back, and landed gently on the eaves: "When the Langhuan Secret Realm was first opened, most of the people who entered it were killed or injured, and only two people came out in the end."

Fifteen people went in, and only two survived?

Isn’t this secret realm too dangerous?!

Lin Bujia was secretly shocked and couldn't help but gasp.

Ming Xuechuan said calmly: "Don't they want to get good things? No, they don't have the ability at all."

"How can the inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven be simply given as a gift to just anyone?"

"There are trials everywhere in the secret realm. If you can't get through, there will be only a dead end."

"And they are even the strongest disciples in the Qi refining stage that can be found in various sects in the border areas. Even they can only flee in confusion in the secret realm. With your current strength, even if you add your senior brother, it will be very dangerous if you go in.

A lot of good luck."

Lin Bujia is now used to Ming Xuechuan's way of saying things. Her words are by no means aimless, nor are they really meant to belittle herself.

After all, he is her only helper now.

She said this because she disliked him for being too weak and wanted him to become stronger.

So he humbly asked for advice: "Miss Ming, what should I do?"

Ming Xuechuan said: "I know the general layout of the secret realm and the methods for breaking each trial."

"But even if you can use tricks, it still requires you to have a certain level of strength, including your eyesight, reaction ability, and understanding of battle tactics and talismans."

"Therefore, in the next month, you need to practice and study as much as possible according to my requirements."

She waved her hand, and her true energy turned into flowing light and condensed into a map.

The girl pointed at one of the places: "In addition, there is an ancient tomb site in the mountains near Changchun Gate, where an ancient Qi refiner is buried."

"There should be an empty bluestone in the ancient tomb, which will be of great use to you."

Lin Bujia has never heard of: "empty bluestone?"

Ming Xuechuan closed his slender hands, and the flowing light condensed into a crystal clear cyan gem.

Slowly rotating in mid-air.

This gemstone is extremely strange. The flocs in it are like mist and smoke, and they seem to transform into carved beams and painted buildings, a beautiful complex of buildings.

Lin Bujie was surprised to hear her explanation: "This empty bluestone is a space of its own, and the flow of time is about five times slower than reality."

"In other words, if you practice in it, the limit can reach five times the actual efficiency."

Lin Bujia's eyes lit up.

This thing is so useful to him!

His talent problem cannot be completely solved in a short time, but with this empty blue stone, it might be possible for him to practice at a speed that reaches or even exceeds that of ordinary dual spiritual roots!

Ming Xuechuan shook his head and said with some pity: "It is actually very wasteful to use it directly. If there are people who are proficient in weapon refining, they can take the empty bluestone and grind it into powder for painting."

"The painting is a world of its own, and the speed of time is just a matter of thoughts."

Seeing that what she said was true, Lin Bujia couldn't help but ask: "Has Miss Ming ever had such a painting before?"

Ming Xuechuan shook his head and his expression became cold: "The devil has a painter named 'The Man in the Painting'. In his hand, there is a scroll of illusory drawings of skeletons that have trapped countless dead souls."

"It is said that the pigment was taken from a large number of empty bluestones in the ancient tombs of these Qi Refiners."

She looked at Lin Bujia: "I don't know where this painter got his mysterious painting skills. He often strays into his paintings without realizing it. If he comes back, it will be difficult to deal with."

Lin Buji was ashamed.

This devil is cruel, and his men are all very talented. It's really a long way to go!

I just hope that the devil's past life is really in the Changchun Gate and can be solved as soon as possible so as not to cause more trouble!

He printed the map and looked at it carefully, then hesitated: "The location of this ancient tomb should be in the Ganhua Mountains."

"Ordinary disciples must report the reasons for their entry and exit. The most convenient way is to accept the contribution tasks issued by each peak and hall in the sect."

"I remember that the Ganhua Mountains happen to be a place where elixirs are produced, and I can take on the task of collecting herbs."

After Lin Bujie finished speaking, he hesitated to speak.

Ming Xuechuan raised his eyes and looked at him: "What's wrong? If you have anything to say, just say it."

Lin Bujia pursed his lips and said seriously: "Senior brother Xie Bai is plagued by stubborn illnesses and has suffered from them for many years."

"Miss Ming, you have great powers, is there any way to cure him?"

Ming Xuechuan was a little surprised. This was the first time this person took the initiative to make a request, but it was not for himself, but to treat others?

He is so honest and kind to a fault...

But Ming Xuechuan shook his head: "I'm not good at treating people, let alone-"

She narrowed her eyes slightly: "He is not sick, but... poison."

Lin Bujia was surprised: "Senior brother, how could he be poisoned?"

"I'm also a little curious about this, but the poison has penetrated deep into his bone marrow and even merged with his meridians. It cannot be saved without the help of holy hands."

Ming Xuechuan looked at Lin Bujia: "None of the Xinglin Saints that I know about in this era are accessible to you now."

"If you really want to cure him, just practice quickly."

She put her two fingers together, clamped a piece of talisman paper out of thin air, and arranged: "Let's start with the talisman..."

"Well, starting from today, after morning class, you will spend three hours studying the talismans, two hours practicing the counter-reflection technique, three hours studying formations, and one hour practicing swordsmanship with me."

"In this way, the meridians should be almost recovered by the end of the exercise, and then you can practice the exercises for another two hours."

Morning class for an hour, add three plus two plus three plus one plus two...

Wouldn’t that mean all twelve hours were used?!

Lin Bujia was dumbfounded: "Well, what about bedtime?"

Ming Xuechuan was confused: "Sleeping? Doesn't practicing with eyes closed mean sleeping?"

Lin Bujia: "..."
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