Aaron exited from the state of performing exercises and opened his eyes: "The practice of kung fu during the alchemy period is really difficult... Simply speaking from the feeling of an alchemy monk, my magic power seems to have not improved in the past three years."
However, when he glanced at the properties panel, he knew that this was an illusion:
[Kung Fu: Mingyu Jue 14th level (100/10000)]
"There is still progress in the skill, but it is too small, resulting in almost no feeling... But this also means that even if I practice on a spiritual vein of the same level as Qianyang City, it will probably take me three hundred years to be able to I have completed the fourteenth level of cultivation, and with my qualifications of the three spiritual roots, it is very normal to encounter bottlenecks during the cultivation of pill formation...it would be strange not to encounter them."
"Even with the Heavenly Spiritual Root, the cultivation after forming a pill is very difficult. This can be seen from the fact that there has not been a Nascent Soul in the Far West for so many years..."
"Without the heaven-defying elixir and opportunity, even if I formed the elixir at the age of two hundred, the path of 'Shen Fei' would be bleak..."
"Sure enough, if you work hard, you will end up dead...so sad."
"But I am immortal and can definitely wait for three hundred years...then it will be fine."
Wiping away the non-existent tears, Aaron stood up and walked out of the retreat room.
In the formation at the entrance of the cave, there is a white transmission note.
He reached out to take it, listened to the content, and then left the cave, turned into a black escaping light, and came to the Fengming Pavilion, the cave of Fairy Bai Feng.
Inside a pavilion and waterside pavilion.
Fairy Bai Feng was sitting cross-legged, with only a table in front of her, and a three-legged incense burner on top, with green smoke curling up.
Suddenly, Fairy Bai Feng raised her sword eyebrows and opened the cave's restrictions.
Aaron Shiran walked in and bowed briefly: "Senior sister invited me here, but is it about the ruins of Ten Thousand Demons Lake?"
He originally thought that the craze caused by this giant ruins would last for a few years and dissipate like other ruins in the past.
But this time it seems a little different.
Fairy Bai Feng's expression turned out to be solemn as never before: "That's right... The formations outside the ruins were very brutal, and all the monks who explored the previous batches were wiped out... It wasn't until three months ago that the digital formations joined forces to break the ban. They barely managed to break through part of the formation... Although it was only a small part of the outermost part, those monks also gained a lot. The most important thing is to figure out where the ruins belong..."
"It seems that it must have a strange origin." Aaron touched his chin and sat down on the couch and said.
"It's that ruins that were left behind by the ancient sect, Yi Xuantian Sect!"
Fairy Bai Feng's face looked extremely heavy.
Seeing Aaron's confused face, he explained: "Junior brother comes from the far west, so he may not know something about this 'Xuantian Sect'.
It was the leading sect in Daqian tens of thousands of years ago... At that time, sword cultivators had not even made a fortune yet. The Xuantian Sect monks were good at fighting magic and magical powers. There were even several god-transforming monks in the sect who ruled the world of cultivating immortals in Daqian. The real overlord!"
"That's how it happened." Aaron sighed: "How did such a huge sect collapse?"
He was wary. Usually when something like this happened, the world of immortality would probably be in chaos again. Could this be him being used as cannon fodder?
"I don't know, but this sect's legacy can't be ignored even by Shushan Sword Pavilion... This news has spread and cannot be concealed... In fact, half a month ago, the Yuanying monks of our Sword Pavilion rushed to Wanyao Lake, and even talked with Shiwandashan The fourth-level monsters in the sect and the Nascent Soul Demon of the Black Demon Sect have fought for several times..."
‘So your combat power has been raised to the Nascent Soul level? That’s good, there’s nothing wrong with me...
Aaron's expression relaxed slightly.
Fairy Bai Feng did not give him a chance: "... After that, several parties reached an agreement that the Yuanying monks were not allowed to take action, and the monks below the Yuanying level were allowed to explore the ruins."
After all, the old monster Yuanying can live for at least a thousand years, and he will not be beaten to death for a little profit - that is the business of the people below!
"Then I wonder why Senior Sister asked me to come here?"
Aaron looked questioning.
"The ruins of the Xuantian Sect are still very complete. I am also a little moved. Junior brother, would you like to explore them together?"
Fairy Bai Feng asked with a smile but not a smile: "To be honest, I also invited a few of my fellow disciples and guests."
'Is it finally here? Treasure hunt? My choice, of course, is... to reject it!'
Aaron showed his heartbeat, and immediately shook his head: "My strength is low, I'm afraid I'm dragging down all the brothers and sisters, so let's forget it. To be honest... after forming the elixir, I still want to practice for a while, accumulate contributions, and redeem the sect."
The secret technique...
I wonder if Senior Sister has any recommendations?"
'Is this... Would you rather work as a coolie than avoid this whirlpool?'
A trace of disappointment flashed in Fairy Bai Feng's eyes: "I originally thought...junior brother's Taoist heart is indomitable and indomitable..."
"For a monk, forming a pill is like a rebirth. Some changes are normal."
Aaron acted like I was just a coward and wanted to enjoy life.
Indeed, after many monks formed elixirs, knowing that there was no hope, they indulged themselves in dreams and pursuits of enjoyment or fame.
There are many people who established sects...
"If you don't agree with me, you can leave."
Fairy Bai Feng waved her hands.
"Junior brother, say goodbye!"
Aaron behaved politely and left.
Three days later.
The largest bookshop in Qianyang City.
Aaron found the jade slip of "Ancient Sect Examination" and browsed it carefully, only to realize that what Fairy Bai Feng said was somewhat derogatory.
'Unexpectedly... this Xuantian Sect was not the overlord of the world of immortality in ancient times, but the emperor! The real number one in the world of immortality! One religion suppressed thousands of sects and ruled the ancient times!'
'The emergence of such a relic... even the ten major sects will be severely tempted.'
'Whirlpool! Big whirlpool!'
‘I won’t mess with this muddy water. I just slipped away. The next day, Aaron walked out of Qianyang City, turned into a low-key escaping light, and headed for Thousand Swords Mountain.
The muddy water was too scary and he couldn't afford to mess with it, so he had no choice but to hide.
Shushan Sword Pavilion, Shanggong Hall.
"Uncle Master, please!"
A female nun with a round face, a slightly chubby face and a very kind smile led Aaron into the Shanggong Hall.
"How come it wasn't Senior Nephew Shen who welcomed us?"
Aaron browsed the tasks casually and asked by the way.
The round-faced female cultivator showed a sad expression: "My grandfather has passed away."
"So you are the granddaughter of Fellow Daoist Shen?" Aaron looked at the female cultivator suddenly, and felt that her power was inexperienced. She probably had just built a foundation, and she could build a foundation at such a young age. Although she had the good resources of Shushan Sword Pavilion,
But the spiritual root qualifications are also quite good.
"Shen Qingmei met my uncle. Before my grandfather passed away, he told me many times to remember my uncle's gift of the magic sword." Shen Qingmei bowed again.
‘This is paving the way for our descendants to build relationships...
Aaron sighed in his heart and accepted her gift calmly.