"What's the matter?" asked the disciple of the herbal medicine hall.
"Excuse me, are there any soul-restoring herbs?" Lin Xuan said with a glimmer of hope.
"Soul-restoring medicinal materials?" The Baicao Hall disciple glanced at Lin Xuan in surprise, "This medicinal material is very special and very precious. With your status, it may be difficult to obtain it."
Lin Xuan sighed inwardly, it seemed that these soul medicinal materials were really difficult to obtain.
One of his disciples pondered for a moment and said with some hesitation: "But it's not impossible. Go to the mission area and have a look. There seems to be a mission there involving the medicinal materials you mentioned."
"Really?" Lin Xuan originally gave up, but unexpectedly things took a turn for the better.
He thanked him and walked quickly towards the mission area.
The tasks here are similar to those in the outer mission hall, but most of them are related to medicinal materials. Lin Xuan looked at them for a long time and found no tasks that mentioned soul medicinal materials.
In doubt, he asked the deacon's disciples and learned that there was a mission to be escorted by Baicao Hall. The reward was to choose any medicinal plant in Baicao Hall, which included a resurrection grass.
However, to Lin Xuan's regret, someone took over this task.
"Don't be too impatient. This is not the first time I have taken on this mission, but it has failed. Maybe you still have a chance." The deacon's disciple said.
In desperation, he could only wait.
Lin Xuan walked away thoughtfully, not noticing a pair of surprised eyes in the crowd.
These eyes naturally belonged to Ling Ze. He didn't expect that Lin Xuan was actually still alive and his cultivation level had improved.
"How is that possible? Ah Hei is an eighth-level pulse condensing warrior, but he can't even kill a sixth-level warrior!" Ling Ze's face was gloomy, "I'm afraid Ah Hei is already in danger."
"No, we must get rid of him, otherwise I will feel uneasy!" Ling Ze felt faintly worried. Suddenly, he thought of Zhang Qian, and the agreement between Lin Xuan and Zhang Qian.
"With Zhang Qian's character, he will definitely be killed when the time comes. I just need to wait slowly." Ling Ze gradually calmed down.
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In the days that followed, Lin Xuan continued to learn the Swift Wind Sword Technique, and at the same time practiced the Phantom Thunder Step and Golden Thunder Palm. Of course, he did not miss the Secret of Immortality either.
Now the seven spiritual veins in his body are crystal clear, and the spiritual power within them is as turbulent as a river, and every time it flows, it will bring a tyrannical force.
In the blink of an eye, more than two months have passed, and the day for his duel with Zhang Qian is getting closer and closer.
This morning, he got up early as usual, first practiced the longevity technique for an hour, and then went to Yufeng Cliff to practice his sword.
This Yufeng Cliff is a dangerous place in the back mountain, with an abyss beneath it and cold winds surrounding it. Although the environment is harsh, it is a good place to practice swordsmanship, especially wind-based swordsmanship.
At this time, the sky was just getting dark, the mountains were cold and cold, and Lin Xuan was the only one on the quiet road.
The closer you are to Yufeng Cliff, the lower the surrounding temperature is, and the strong wind is like a knife, blowing on your body as if you were being slashed by a knife.
Lin Xuan slightly circulated the Immortality Art, and the spiritual power in his body vibrated, resisting the blade-like wind. He came to Yufeng Cliff, drew out the red flame sword, and began to practice the Swift Wind Sword Technique.
The sword moves that were as agile as the wind were slowly executed in his hands, sometimes dexterously, sometimes strangely. The long sword seemed to come out of thin air, making people unable to figure out its trajectory.
In fact, he has already mastered the wind sword technique. As for coming to Yufeng Cliff every day, Lin Xuan wants to understand the artistic conception of the wind, or the force of the wind.
Therefore, if you want to practice the Gale Sword Technique to perfection, you need to understand the wind, or the artistic conception of the wind.
Lin Xuan was completely immersed in swordsmanship. He constantly used his long sword to generate wind power, fighting the surrounding wind and realizing the changes.
The sky gradually gets brighter and the sun rises.
A ray of rays tore through the clouds, passed through the layers of barriers, and shone on Yufeng Cliff, like a sharp sword, penetrating everything.
The sun shone on his face, bringing a touch of warmth. Lin Xuan suddenly woke up, looking at the rays of light shining through thousands of flowers, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment in his heart.
"The Swift Wind Sword Technique not only contains the meaning of wind, but also the intention of the sword. I insisted on pursuing the intention of the wind, but ignored the intention of the sword, and I failed."
Lin Xuan suddenly realized that he had a mysterious sword in his body, and his greatest advantage was the sword technique and sword intention. As long as he mastered the sword intention in the Gale Sword Technique, he could master the sword technique.
As if he felt Lin Xuan's epiphany, the mysterious sword in his body kept ringing. This sound shocked Lin Xuan's spirit and made him understand the sword technique more thoroughly.
"Haha, Junior Brother Lin, you are here too!" Hearty laughter rang out, and he took my sword from the wind!
Behind him, there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air, and the light shone like a strong wind.
Lin Xuan laughed loudly and stabbed out with a backhand sword. It was also a fast wind sword technique, which was smart and strange. The sword light shone, and the two sword lights kept changing, making a fierce collision sound, and each blow brought a strong wind.
The blade scraped against the nearby rocks, creating terrifying cracks.
"Junior brother Lin, I haven't seen you today. Your swordsmanship has greatly improved!" Luo Qingshan's voice came, and the blast swordsmanship became even more powerful. I'm afraid even I can't compare to you.
"Senior Brother Luo is joking." Lin Xuan held the length of the sword in his backhand, his body as straight as a green pine.
Luo Qingshan looked at the calm young man in front of him and marveled in his heart. He was higher in cultivation than Lin Xuan, and he was exposed to the blast sword technique earlier than Lin Xuan. However, in terms of sword technique, the latter far surpassed him, which surprised him at the same time.
, also gave rise to a sense of powerlessness.
"I heard that you and Zhang Qian will have a life-and-death duel soon?" Luo Qingshan said with a frown.
Lin Xuan touched his nose helplessly: "Senior brother, you also know."
"Not only do I know about it, I'm afraid the entire inner sect's disciples also know about it." Luo Qingshan said, "Ordinary people cannot use the life and death platform casually. It can only be used after reporting it to the sect and obtaining the sect's consent."
"So that's it." Lin Xuan murmured, "Will the sect intervene?"
"I don't know. After all, the inner sect hasn't had a life-and-death battle for a long time." Luo Qingshan said, "But one thing I want to remind you is that Zhang Qian's teacher was also one of the top ten core disciples. Moreover, it is said that an elder is also optimistic about him.
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Lin Xuan frowned. He didn't expect Zhang Qian's background to be so complicated.
Exhaling slowly, Lin Xuan's eyes revealed two sword gleams, which were unstoppable.
"No matter who it is, no one can stop my steps!" At this moment, Lin Xuan turned his back to the sun, with a bright light behind him. He exuded a fierce momentum, like a sword holding up the sky, standing on the mountain peak.
Although it was only for a moment, Luo Qingshan's expression changed drastically. At that moment, he felt that Lin Xuan in front of him seemed to be the master of this world, and that momentum made him tremble.
"Sword power, real sword power!" Luo Qingshan was shocked in his heart.
"Hmph, are you afraid of flashing your tongue when you say such big words? Let me see what you are capable of!" A sword light suddenly exploded and struck Lin Xuan at an incredible speed.