As Xuan Ye went deeper and deeper, he encountered more and more Yin-Eating Ghosts. Fortunately, he was protected by Gu Meier, otherwise these hundreds of ghosts would not have been able to peel off his skin and bones and eat them all!
I also know that this place with so much resentment has always been a battlefield in ancient times.
All forces gathered here and killed each other until rivers of blood flowed, and it evolved into what it is today.
After walking for half an hour, he walked out of the deserted forest. The scenery in front of him was like a desert, with fine sand and skinny rocky mountains everywhere.
The only difference is that the fine sand and stone mountains here are all light purple, while the plants are darker. Coupled with the dark and ink sky, it feels like entering the underworld.
"The yin energy in front is very heavy, and there is a high possibility of a yin spring. Let's go and have a look."
Xuan Ye looked in the direction pointed by Gu Mei'er. It was in the hinterland of Shishan. He would never go to such a place. If he was ambushed, he wouldn't even have a chance to escape.
But at this moment, I can't think about much anymore, so I can only bite the bullet and get on with it.
Another half an hour passed before he saw a bay of dark blue water lying between two rocky mountains.
Gu Meier looked a little excited, pointed at Qingshui and said: "Xiaoyezi, that's the Yin Spring. It's very helpful for healing your injuries. Go, go!"
Xuan Ye hesitated for a moment, but still plunged into the inlet, and jumped out again, shivering from the cold. "Why is this water like ice, and it can also sting people!"
Gu Meier smiled sweetly when she heard this. "Yinquan is cold, so it is naturally bitingly cold. Only in this way can the demon blood in your body be stimulated to grow rapidly. Sit down quickly~"
Xuan Ye was reluctant on the surface, but his body was still very honest. He slowly sank down, leaving only his head exposed in the water.
Within a moment, he stood up again, rubbed his hardened skin from the cold, and then squatted down again after holding his breath.
Three days passed quietly, and Xuan Ye finally adapted to the cold air of Yinquan and could stay there for two hours at a time. Most of his injuries were also recovered under the stimulation of Yinquan.
After another two days, he had completely adapted to the cold air of Yinquan, and his injuries were mostly healed, but he felt that the effect was much worse, so he swam deeper.
In the past few days, Gu Meier's complexion has been getting better and better, but she has not gone into the water and has been sitting on the shore with her eyes closed and breathing.
Suddenly, a loud noise came from the deep water area. She opened her eyes and saw water spray rising into the sky. A huge python rushed up from the bottom of the water to the sky, and then fell vertically!
There was a "dong" sound, and another splash of water was seven or eight meters high.
"Xiao Yezi!" Gu Meier reacted immediately and turned into a stream of light and rushed straight to the bottom of the water. However, she froze before entering the water. There was a look of disgust on this gloomy spring on her face.
In fact, she did not tell Xuan Ye the origin of this Yin Spring. It was actually formed by condensation of the blood of thousands of corpses buried in the mountains, and the sedimentation of the corpse fluid.
With a "boom" sound, the giant python rushed out of the water again.
Xuan Ye was able to breathe air, and the wolf hair in his hand turned into a spear, which stuck tightly in the snake's mouth, but he could not move because of it.
The fishy wind mixed with mucus from the giant python's mouth rushed towards his face, and he cursed his grandma in his heart. He never thought that there was a giant beast hidden in the deep water.
And without any movement for so many days, he jumped out as soon as he reached the deep water area. If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he would have been buried in the snake's belly!
Xuan Ye felt that his rising speed had slowed down, and he flew out with his spear on his feet. As soon as he left Shekou, he was caught by Snake Xinzi again.
At the critical moment, a ray of white light flew from the top of the mountain and cut off the snake's letter. After the giant python fell into the water, it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Xuan Ye fell into the water again, picked up the wolf hair and swam to the shore. When he reached the shore, he found that Gu Meier had disappeared, replaced by a monk in white.
When he saw the monk's handsome face, calm demeanor, and wearing a crane robe and feathers, he couldn't help but become alert.
"Little brother, don't panic. I was just passing by and saw you trapped by the Yin Python, so I came to help." The monk smiled slightly, took out the fire folder from his arms, threw it lightly on the ground, and a fire started immediately.
"We are destined to meet each other. Why don't you have a drink with me?"
As the monk spoke, he took out two more wine glasses and a jar of wine from his arms, and warmed the wine very skillfully.
Xuan Ye looked at the magic, as if he had taken something out of thin air, and was worried that the monk had bad intentions. Just as he was about to leave, Gu Meier's words came to his heart.
"This wine is extraordinary. It's good for you and me. Let's have a drink with him~"
Xuan Ye could only sit down and wait for the monk to finish pouring the wine and drink it first. Then he took a shallow sip and found that the entrance was sweet, moist but not irritating.
When the wine falls into the lower abdomen, it spreads throughout the body like gas, and the pores all over the body seem to expand, exuding dense heat.
"How is it? Is my peach blossom wine not bad?" The monk smiled slightly and said: "This place is dangerous and no one has set foot in it for a long time. How did the little brother get here?"
Xuan Ye hesitated for a moment, seeing that this was the first time he met the other party. Not only did he save him, but he also took out such treasures and told him the truth.
"I was chased by someone, so I accidentally entered this place."
"Oh? Could it be that you are Xuan Ye?"
Hearing this, Xuan Ye immediately took two steps back, already holding the wolf hair in his hand, focusing on alertness.
"Hahaha... don't worry, I just heard some gossip when I passed by, and I am not the same group as the people who are chasing you. Otherwise, why would I save you?"
Only then did Xuan Ye realize that he was too nervous, so he quickly apologized and sat down by the fire again.
"Actually... your cultivation is not bad. You were able to escape by yourself just now. Why didn't you use combat skills or tactics?" The monk asked with a smile, and then said a long "Oh~" and introduced: "My name is Di Yuan, from
Xuan Tian Guan."
Xuantian Temple? Xuan Ye had never heard of this sect. In fact, he rarely left the Xuan family unless he had a falling out. He only knew of two sects: Bi Ling Sect and Dayun Sect.
However, Di Yuan's words also made him feel deeply painful. Since falling off the cliff, he has not had much chance to breathe, and there are no resources for him to use.
He didn't even have the chance to practice the basic Wandering Spirit Art, let alone the more advanced combat skills and the Wandering Spirit Art.
Di Yuan saw the sad look on Xuan Ye's eyebrows and understood immediately. He took out an ancient jade scroll from his arms and handed it over. "This is "The Art of Wandering Spirit - Bai Yu". If you don't mind it, you can take it and study it for a night.
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Xuan Ye was stunned. He didn't know what kind of medicine Di Yuan Gourd was selling. He frowned and asked, "Why should you give it to me?"
"Fate." Di Yuan smiled slightly, as if he had said everything, but also as if he had said nothing.
Xuan Ye was still worried, but the temptation of the technique was too great, so he still reached out and took it.
He is in urgent need of increasing his combat power. The increase in his cultivation level is just a basic improvement. Without martial arts or weapons, he can fight in a small way, but once he encounters a tough battle, he will be stretched thin.
"You have outstanding talents and a bloody spirit, why don't you come back to Xuantian Temple with me to practice?" Di Yuan raised his eyebrows, took a sip of wine, and breathed: "That's fine, you can make your own decision. I'll go to bed first, remember.
Return the skills to me tomorrow!"
Xuan Ye saw Di Yuan sleeping on the floor, his carefree appearance was really inconsistent with his gorgeous clothes.
Then he looked at the ancient jade scroll in his hand, and a certain string in his heart was touched. He turned around and found a secluded place to meditate.
The most basic of the Bi Jue is the Zi Jue, and above it are the You Ling Jue, the True Spirit Jue, the Earth Spirit Jue, and the Heaven Spirit Jue.
Usually, advanced techniques will outperform low-level techniques.
It's just that there are no absolutes in the world. Just like the Po Zi Jue used in the battle between Xuan Ye and Ye Cheng, it is more powerful than the ordinary Wandering Spirit Jue.
It depends on how it is used and the strength of the user.
Just by looking at it, Xuan Yeguang knew that the "Wandering Spirit Art - Bai Yu" was much better than the ordinary "Wandering Spirit Art". If the "Wandering Spirit Art" was divided into upper, middle and lower levels, it would at least be an upper-middle level skill.
He didn't expect Di Yuan to be so heroic, and at the same time he was even more curious about the Xuantian view behind him. He couldn't be stronger than the Bi Ling Sect, right?
Facts have proved that he was indeed looking at the sky from a well.
The next morning, Xuan Ye respectfully waited for Di Yuan to wake up and presented the ancient jade scroll with both hands.
"Oh? Are you really thorough?" Di Yuan was a little surprised. He did not accept the scroll immediately, but said with a smile: "If you are not thorough, I will lend it to you for another day. I happened to have to do something, so I can come back and get it."
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Xuan Ye shook his head. He was already satisfied with just one night. How could he have the nerve to borrow it again?
In addition, he has already memorized the content inside, so he can use 70% to 80% of it, and the rest will be integrated in the future.
Di Yuan saw the confidence in Xuan Ye's eyebrows and took back the scroll with a smile. "It seems that I still underestimate your potential. Anyway, Xuantian Temple needs a genius like you."
Hearing the name of the sect again, Xuan Ye couldn't help but feel the throbbing in his heart, and asked: "How come I haven't heard of Xuantian Temple on that famous mountain?"
When he saw Di Yuan looking up to the sky and laughing, he couldn't help but blush, feeling that he was very ignorant.
"Brother, you really amaze me." Di Yuan finally stopped smiling and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "You should know Bi Ling Sect, right? It's a small sect nearby."
Xuan Ye was shocked, the name of Bi Ling Sect was like thunder in his ears. If it hadn't been for this falling out, he would still have dreamed of studying in Bi Ling Sect.
Unexpectedly, the huge Bi Ling Sect was actually a small sect in Di Yuan's mouth.
"Well... this is located in the southwest of Dongzhou, which is considered a relatively barren land. Bi Ling Sect is considered a better sect here, but in front of Xuantian Temple..."
Di Yuan did not finish speaking, but smiled and stretched out a finger: "One day...oh no, half a day can make him destroy the sect!"
"Of course, if killing the sect leader can disintegrate the sect, it won't take even a stick of incense." He added.
Xuan Ye felt like he was struck by five thunders, as if a beam of lightning fell deep in his soul.
These words sounded so exaggerated. If it were anyone else, he would definitely think it was just a dream.
But coming from Di Yuan's mouth, it was completely credible.
Just the Wandering Spirit Technique last night was not something that ordinary sects could master.
The Bi Ling Sect will not stop for the time being. If the Qianji Sect obtains the "Wandering Spirit Art - White Feather", it must be regarded as the sect's secret treasure and passed down from generation to generation.
"Of course, it is impossible for Xuantian Temple to destroy a small sect without any reason. Most of the disciples practice on their own unless there is a major event for the sect."
Di Yuan said, with a look of reverence in his eyes, and praised: "You really should come and see the scene where disciples from the six peaks of Xuantian Temple gather together, and nearly a thousand Hunling Stage disciples fly to the first peak together under the fairy light.