"Formation Refining Master! I will definitely not disappoint my brother."

Xu Huilan clenched her pink fists, and her eyes were filled with firmness and confidence. In the process of refining the formation, her talent was indeed amazing.

But Xu Xuan knew that to become a true formation refiner, he must at least have the level of a Qi Refining Immortal, and no matter how bad he is, he must have the ability to "receive Qi".

"To become a formation master, you must first have a certain strength foundation. I bought two small bottles of spiritual medicine powder to make the body, and you can keep one bottle for use."

Xu Xuan took out another bottle of spiritual medicine powder.

"Brother, this is not possible. It is extremely important to improve your strength in the immortal sect..."

Xu Huilan's eyes were red and moist, but she insisted on pushing the bottle of spiritual medicine powder back.

No matter what, she insisted on not wanting it.

Xu Xuan sighed slightly and pondered again. If he first improves his strength, he will gain more memories of his past life and have enough capital to buy higher spiritual medicines.

Thinking of this, he did not persist and took back the spiritual medicine powder.

In this way, Xu Xuan basically understood the things in the world, and only the last thing left was his father's leg injury.

"Father, I don't know how effective the treatment is?"

Xu Xuan never forgets his past life and has studied a lot of knowledge in the world of cultivation, but he has little research on medicine. At least this part of the memory before the age of sixteen is like this.

Upon hearing this, Father Xu's expression changed slightly. He intended to hide it, but under his son's stunning eyes, he sighed.

"I was injured in my father's leg when I was swept through the air by the Dongfang Ba's true power of 'martial cultivation', which made my cultivation greatly reduce and one leg was disabled. If I had used this 'Lingxue San' for a long time and applied it to the internal medicine for two years, there would be 50% or 60% hope. But now, after three years, there is almost no hope."

When Xu's father said this, his expression was dim.

Martial arts?

Xu Xuan looked majestic. Of course, he knew that martial arts practitioners, who use martial arts to enter the Tao, are among the most powerful and powerful among the many ways of practicing. When cultivators of the same level are fighting, such as immortal cultivators, once they are approached by martial arts practitioners, they will be nightmares.

Unexpectedly, Dongfang Ba was actually a martial artist, and he probably didn't give his all his strength at all. Otherwise, he would hit him with all his strength, let alone a five or six-level Vase, even an ordinary immortal would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"Xuan'er, the Dongfang family is in the Huanglong City area, and there is no one to compete with except the Huanglong Zhang family. Don't pursue the matters back then. As long as you can hold your foot in the immortal sect, we will be protected by you and can spend the next life without worrying about food and clothing."

Xu's father said earnestly that he was afraid that Xu Xuan would become a feud with the Dongfang family.

"It's my father, I'll listen to you. The Huanglong Dongfang family is a big family in the cultivation world. With my strength today, I am no different from an ant..."

Xu Xuan agreed on the surface.

But he still didn't say the second half of the sentence in his heart: You should not violate the Eastern family in the past, but if you have enough strength in the future, you will definitely seek justice!

He temporarily buried the matter about the Dongfang family in his mind. The most important thing at the moment is to improve his strength and gain a foothold in the Immortal Sect.

On that day, he began to practice the body refining moves of the word "quiet" at home.

The fifth change of the word "quiet" is the key to using stillness to control movement, among which the method of breathing and regulating the state of mind is the most important.

This change has little movement range, but it is extremely fine, exceeding the limits of the general human body, and you can practice at home.

Since Xu Xuan practiced the fifth level of the Temperament Art to the perfection of Ruyi, he also made considerable breakthroughs in his previous battles and achieved remarkable achievements.

Therefore, this practice of the word "quiet" technique was extremely smooth.

On just the first day, I basically mastered all the movements.

The next day, Xu Xuan could skillfully perform all the movements of the fifth change, but if he wanted to keep all the movements together, he would be one step away.

Xu Xuan vaguely sensed that he was only a line away from the fifth level of body refining.

As long as you practice to the seventh level of body refining quasi-immortal realm, you can enter the inner sect and become an inner sect disciple.

If you practice for another day or two, Xu Xuan can successfully enter the fifth level of body refining, but the three-day deadline for going down from the Immortal Gate is about to arrive.

On the morning of the next day, Xu Xuan set out alone to Xingyu Mountain, but did not set out with Xu Yuan and Yang Xiaoqian. In contrast, people like them with family backgrounds, Xu Xuan was just a humble body-refining Vase and had just escaped from poverty.

By operating the word "Floating" technique, Xu Xuan entered the mountain. Because he carried the identity token in the door, the power of the formation had little effect on him.

I soon arrived at the Immortal Gate. The scenery around me was quiet, with green mountains and clear waters, towering mountains, clouds and mists, and spiritual cranes wandered and flew. As I went deeper, the spiritual energy gradually became richer, far beyond the world, making people feel refreshed.

In contrast, the environment of this Immortal Sect is more than one or two better than Pinghua Town. However, as a disciple of Xu Xuan's outer sect, he can only live in the outer sect of the back mountain.

As soon as he arrived at the outer gate residence, Xu Xuan walked straight to the spiritual building where Wanfu Mountain was located.

Looking at the entire outer door, not many people can live in the Lingge Palace.

As the deputy deacon of the outer sect, Wanfu Mountain enjoys such treatment. At present, this spiritual building is composed of a kind of purple fragrance wood in the cultivation world. It has a certain affinity for spiritual energy and can dispel snakes and insects, which is of great benefit to cultivation.

As soon as I walked into the door of the bamboo house, I heard a familiar voice inside.

"The little little bouquet is some local specialty of our village. I would like to accept it with a smile."

Xu Yuan smiled respectfully and handed a delicate sandalwood box to Wanfushan.

Wan Fushan took the sandalwood box and felt a slight sank. He felt the fluctuations of spiritual objects, and immediately smiled: "Young brother Xu, you are polite. When you enter the inner door in the future, we will not be able to distinguish each other."

In addition, there is a spiritual ginseng box, an exquisite robes, and even a bag of inferior spirit stones, revealing one or two spirit stones from their pockets.

When Xu Xuan walked in, he happened to see Xu Yuan, Yang Xiaoqian, Zhao Linlong from Pinghua Town, and another Chang Fei with a low-grade spiritual root.

These individuals are obviously children of small families nearby. After returning from their homes, they gave Wanfushan a generous gift.

When Xu Xuan came in, the eyes of several people fell on him.

Wan Fushan narrowed his eyes slightly, swept his whole body, obviously coming over empty-handed.

"Just just returned from home and met Senior Brother Wan."

Xu Xuan could only bite his teeth.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to give gifts, but he’s so poor that he can’t produce anything decent.

In the previous life, when he entered the Immortal Sect, he became a true disciple directly, obviously he had not experienced such occasions.

At this time, Xu Yuan, Zhao Linlong and others all looked at Xu Xuan with playful gazes.

Yang Xiaoqian looked calm, and there was no emotional fluctuation on her jade face that was better than Hua Yue.

Seeing Xu Xuan coming over to report empty-handedly, Wan Fushan looked a little gloomy for a moment, and soon he looked like he smiled:

"Junior Brother Xu is a little late. There are still plenty of physical labor left in the outer door, such as chopping wood, digging spirit mines, and building spirit rooms."

The smile in Wan Fushan's eyes seemed enthusiastic, but was faintly cold.

"After the senior brother," Xu Xuan naturally did not have the qualifications to be picky and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.

"Let's do this... a spiritual tower is being built in the door, and there is no manpower. Start today, so you can go there."

Wan Fushan first finished Xu Xuan's mission and sent him away. Then he arranged a relatively relaxed guy for Xu Xuan, Zhao Linlong and others.

In the end, only Yang Xiaoqian was left in the spiritual building, and she felt a little nervous.

"Junior Sister Xiaoqian, seeing you as a delicate girl, I won't arrange a rework for you. You just need to go to the 'Lingxiang Temple' on the hillside over there to clean it every day, once in the morning and once in the evening..."

Wan Fushan walked closer to her, his little eyes swept across her bright and beautiful face, and then moved from her slightly undulating breasts to her fair legs that were faintly visible between the Dharma skirt. A trace of obsession and greed flashed in her eyes, and she swallowed her saliva.

"Spiritual Palace?"

Yang Xiaoqian followed Wanfu Mountain's hand and looked at the palace that was emitting sandalwood smoke after driving for hundreds of meters.

There is only this pavilion on the entire mountain. The terrain is withdrawn and sparsely populated, and ordinary disciples are generally forbidden to enter...

She suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and she felt Wan Fushan's eyes that tried hard to restrain her greed.

"Why, my junior sister thinks that the task assigned to you is not good?"

Wanfushan's face slightly darkened, and a look of displeasure flashed.

"Since it was the arrangement of Deacon Wan, how could the junior sister refuse?" Yang Xiaoqian felt a sense of helplessness and sadness for the first time. The beautiful and beautiful figure that made the young men in the village unattainable in the past seemed thin and powerless, and was like a pity-worthy snow-white lamb in a slight trembling.

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