After returning to Piaoxue Palace, Lin Huang quickly relaxed.
However, as the mentality relaxed, the long-standing injuries also rebounded.
He was hunted for a whole month, starting from the Imperial Banner Army of the Shangguan Dynasty to Lin Cangxue's appearance. During this period, he encountered no less than a hundred fights.
Lin Huang's body was covered with wounds, and there was a fist-sized hole on his shoulder.
Moreover, the two falls and forcible breakthroughs caused great turbulence in the foundation of Linhuang, and there were faint signs of a backlash of vitality.
In addition, Lin Huang swallowed a Destruction Pill, which greatly damaged the foundation of martial arts.
sequelae.
Under the night, Lin Huang sat cross-legged, with a look of pain on his face. His body was like an exploding oven, and his vitality was surging, which was particularly terrifying.
Afterwards, Lin Huang suppressed it.
Then the energy rebounded again.
Lin Huang suppressed again.
…
It wasn't until the end of the night that Lin Huang opened his eyes, with a smile that looked like he had survived a disaster. However, his complexion was still extremely pale, and the state in his body was not completely stable, and it seemed that he would fall at any time.
There was a squeak.
Not long after, the door was suddenly pushed open.
Looking at Yuan Ting Yue Li's figure at the door, Lin Huang couldn't help but be a little surprised. But he didn't expect that the latter would actually appear in his room in person.
The wild geese return to the south!
"How about it?"
Yan Nangui asked, his expression calm and gentle.
"Recuperate for a while and you should be fine!"
Lin Huang helplessly shook his head.
Yan Nangui raised his eyebrows and smiled, saying: "This time, you have brought glory to my Piaoxue Palace! I didn't send the ancestor Wu Hou down the mountain to save you. I hope you won't be resentful!"
Lin Huang smiled and nodded. He was not a confused person.
If Piaoxue Palace sends Marquis Wu down the mountain, then more than twenty other forces will have to spend a lot of money. The war that will break out by then will be unimaginable.
"It's already great to be able to come back alive!"
Lin Huang said with a smile, not having too many thoughts in his mind.
Yan Nangui smiled, his expression becoming warmer and gentler. He reached out his sleeves with his palms, and with a flick of his fingers, a radiant Yuanling suddenly appeared in the room.
"Tianshu Yuanling?!"
Lin Huang looked at the sudden addition of things in the room, and his heart was shaken.
Back then, after the Chief Battle, he had set foot on the Star Pavilion, which was the seventh floor of the Sutra Pavilion. There, Lin Huang took away the Pojun Yuanling.
That Pojun Yuanling allowed Lin Huang to reach the realm of half-step Tianyuan from the seventh level of Earth Yuan without any obstacles.
Now, there are only two Yuanlings left in Xingchen Pavilion:
One is Ziwei Yuanling.
The second one is Tianshu Yuanling in the room.
"Ziwei Yuanling, I mainly leave it to Qing'er, so I can only give you Tianshu Yuanling!"
Yan Nangui said frankly, and with a wave of his sleeves, Yuan Ling was sent to Lin Huang.
"Thank you, Palace Master!"
Lin Huang smiled. He didn't expect that Yan Nangui came to give him a surprise. With this Tianshu Yuanling, he could at least stabilize his current state.
If there is a chance...
Lin Huang's eyes brightened slightly, and with a wave of his hand, he greedily took the Tianshu Yuanling into his body.
In an instant, the Yuanling above Xuanhai escaped, like a dazzling sun, exuding an extremely warm breath, making Lin Huang feel comfortable and relaxed.
"Is there anything else you want to ask or request? If possible, I will try my best to satisfy you!"
Yan Nan returned and continued.
"Has Xie Qinghou ever returned to the mountain?"
Lin Huang asked, causing Yan Nangui to frown immediately. After a moment of silence, he said, "Since he disappeared in Xuanyuan City, he has never appeared again."
Lin Huang frowned slightly, clearly seeing a trace of worry on Yan Nangui's eyebrows.
As the most outstanding disciple of Piaoxue Palace, Yan Nangui would naturally not be relieved if there was no news for four months. Normally, he would not care, but Xie Qinghou disappeared on the eve of the hunting battle.
At that time, the leaders of the major forces were all in Xuanyuan City.
In the room, Lin Huang fell silent and did not tell Yan Nangui about the news about Xie Qinghou. Back in Fulong Ridge, Lin Huang knew the identity of the latter's Blood Spirit Palace and was almost furious.
But after thinking for a period of time, he always felt that there was a mysterious shadow on Xie Qinghou.
Moreover, even if he told Yan Nan that he had returned, he was just a person from the Xiangdong Spirit Realm telling him that there was a traitor in Piaoxue Palace, and he was still the number one in the inner sect.
Piaoxue Palace cannot afford to lose this face.
"One more thing!"
After a moment of silence in the room, Lin Huang continued, "I want to borrow something from the Palace Master!"
Yan Nangui came to his senses and said, "Except Qing'er, you can borrow it from me!"
Ahem.
Lin Huang coughed twice violently, and Yan Nangui's cold humor could kill someone.
"I want to borrow the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron!"
Lin Huang said bluntly.
"oh……"
Yan Nangui made a confused sound, but nodded without any hesitation.
As he waved his sleeves and hands, an ancient tripod appeared in the room.
Lin Huang's eyes lit up. The ancient tripod was actually only one foot in size. But it exuded an ancient aura, and the flowing light illuminated the entire room.
The bronze on the ancient tripod is covered with patina, which seems to have a long history.
Ancient Sanskrit characters are engraved on it, making the ancient tripod look a bit strange. Among Buddhist artifacts, Linhuang rarely heard of the existence of a tripod.
And underneath the tripod is an eight-armed Shura.
Even though he only had two feet, he still felt as stable as a rock to Lin Huang. The eight arms seemed to be able to hold up the sky, holding up the cauldron.
Lin Huang looked at the Eight-Armed Shura with growing curiosity and surprise in his heart.
The Heavenly Shura in his mysterious sea is exactly the Four-Armed Shura. Except for the number of arms, the other parts are exactly the same as the Eight-Armed Shura.
No difference.
Lin Huang suddenly became excited. When he was reborn, after the relics of the Buddha and God were broken open, he revealed his true form as Shura and became the Martial Soul Heavenly Shura.
Later, in the Sutra Pavilion of Shenjiang Mansion, Lin Huang obtained the Clay Bodhisattva, which allowed the Heavenly Shura to evolve into a four-armed Shura.
Later, in King Wu's tomb, Lin Huang absorbed countless evil spirits, allowing Tian Shura to successfully enter the lower level of the Xuan level.
But if Tian Shura wants to go further, it will be even more difficult...
If the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron is related to Heavenly Shura, then it is likely to be the key to the next evolution of martial souls.
Nowadays, although Tian Shura does not have special magical powers, it is shocking enough to instantly increase his combat power by four times with just the wrath of Shura. If he can obtain the secret of Eight-Armed Shura...
With eight times the combat power superimposed, it will definitely become the number one offensive and killing technique in the Eastern Spirit Realm, or even in a large area!
Thinking of this, Lin Huang waved his hand and swept the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron in front of him. Looking at the simple and shining ancient cauldron, he suddenly stretched out his hand to touch it...
Buzz.
With a buzzing sound, when Lin Huang touched the Eight-Armed Shura Cauldron with his palms, the Heavenly Shura in his body suddenly let out a roar...