"Master, Hu Zi is back."
Hearing the sound, the depressed man's eyes turned red.
Before entering the house, Han Changlin smelled a strong smell of herbs, and next to the door of the house were earthen pots for brewing herbs.
Han Changlin sighed in his heart and sympathized with the two masters and apprentices. The dignified immortal cultivators were reduced to relying on common herbs to maintain their lives. At the same time, Han Changlin was also curious as to what kind of injury the dejected man's master had suffered. Could it be that he even Some of the elixirs used to treat injuries in the world of immortality cannot be cured?
Thinking of this, Han Changlin saw that the depressed man had entered the house, and he followed behind and walked in.
The room was a little dark and very small. In the interior of the room, there was a bed placed against the wall, which was covered by a gauze curtain. However, Han Changlin, as a cultivator at the Golden Core stage, naturally looked at the bed with his burning eyes. See everything in the house clearly.
There is a desk near the window in the room with a pile of books on it. In the center of the desk, there are several pages that are being written, but only half of the pages are written.
"Who is this fellow Taoist?"
The hoarse voice with obvious lack of breath came out again.
Before the depressed man could answer, Han Changlin's expression suddenly changed, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes, making the originally dark room seem like a flash of lightning.
"Junior Han Changlin, meet your senior."
Han Changlin suddenly bowed towards the gauze curtain and said respectfully.
"Ahem, I am just the body of a wind candle. The fire of my soul will be extinguished at any time. It is only a matter of time before I re-enter the reincarnation. I can no longer be called a senior fellow Taoist."
The hoarse voice sounded again, and a figure slowly stood up inside.
"master."
The depressed man hurriedly stepped forward, opened the gauze curtain, gently lifted up a graceful body inside, and then erected a pillow, letting it lean on the pillow.
When Han Changlin saw the beautiful but pale face of the woman in front of him, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.
He originally thought that since this person was seriously injured, he must have become haggard and old, but the woman in front of him still looked like she was in her mid-twenties, petite and pretty, but her face looked abnormal at the moment. pale.
If she hadn't been plagued by illness, she would have been a charming and charming woman. Of course, this didn't surprise him, but after he entered the house, he had swept the woman with his spiritual sense.
The woman was obviously terminally ill at this moment, and all the magic power in her body had been exhausted. Han Changlin easily swept it away, but the haggard Nascent Soul in the woman's body shocked Han Changlin.
He never expected that the master of the decadent man, whom he considered a master of formations, was actually a high-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
And this high-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage was actually seriously injured and tortured for decades, which really puzzled Han Changlin.
"I have been bedridden for a long time, and this is the first time that a fellow Taoist has come to visit me. If you don't mind the shabby house, you might as well sit down and talk, ahem."
After saying a few words, it seemed that the injury was being retracted, and the woman coughed violently again.
Han Changlin bowed his hands and sat down on the chair in front of the desk.
"What kind of poison did Senior suffer from that has kept him bedridden for decades and still cannot be eliminated?"
"What's your surname, fellow Taoist?"
"My dear, Han Changlin, I happened to meet the disciples selling formation books in Chengdongfang City today. After taking a closer look, I found that the principles inside are easy to understand and have a sense of simplicity. That's why I wanted to come here. I paid a visit, but I didn’t expect that the senior was actually a high-level monk in the Nascent Soul stage, which surprised the junior.”
"Haha, fellow Taoist, I am surprised. How could I, a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage, be tied down by an injury and be unable to recover for decades?"
"Juniors do have doubts in this regard."
After Han Changlin smiled awkwardly, he admitted generously.
"Why."
Sighing slightly, the woman continued:
"Actually, haven't fellow Taoists already guessed it? Even if we and other immortal cultivators fight with others, at worst, our body and soul will be destroyed on the spot. It is indeed rare for people like me who are worse off than dead and have been tortured by illness for decades. And the only thing that can make the Nascent Soul cultivator so miserable is the injury to his origin and the incurable poison in his body."
"Is it true that Senior was poisoned by some kind of poison?"
"Anyway, we are all dying, so there is nothing we can't say. Not only was my body poisoned by poison that transformed into spirit and corroded my bones, but my enemies also destroyed the Qi sea in my Dantian and damaged the origin of the Qi sea."
"ah."
Upon hearing this, Han Changlin couldn't help but exclaimed.
Thinking of this, Han Changlin couldn't help but look at the decadent young man standing respectfully with his hands lowered beside him, and felt ashamed in his heart.
The person in front of him is indeed loyal and honest. Not only did he not stay away even though his master was seriously injured, but judging from his appearance, he had already given up hope on his path to becoming an immortal. Perhaps in his heart, he only hoped to provide for his master in his old age. Send it off to the end, so that you can have a clear conscience.
"Fellow Taoist came to see me, a dying person, not just to have a heart-to-heart chat with me, right?"
After a while, the woman coughed a few times and then spoke.
"This junior has always been very interested in the art of formations. I accidentally saw my senior's understanding of formations in the market, and I was really impressed by it. So I took the opportunity to visit, but in fact I wanted to learn from my senior about the practice of formations. road."
"So that's it. When I first established the foundation, I was very obsessed with formations. I have been practicing for hundreds of years and I have never given up on it. Especially in the past few decades, although I can't go out or practice, I can study formations and practice on my own. I have some experience, but..."
"It's just what? Senior, it doesn't matter."
When he heard that the woman did not refuse directly, he knew that things were turning around and asked hurriedly.
"It's just that I have been ill for a long time, and I'm afraid I won't live for a few more days. Even if I want to teach, I have more than enough intention but not enough energy."
"Han Changlin looks at the senior's complexion, and it is indeed a little bad. Han has some elixirs for treating injuries. I don't know if they are effective for the injuries of the seniors. But fortunately, even if the elixir is ineffective, it will not cause any problems for the injuries of the seniors. , seniors can give it a try.”
After pondering for a while, Han Changlin took out a jade bottle from the star ring and handed it to the depressed young man next to him.
The decadent young man took the jade bottle with a look of surprise on his face. He hurried to the woman's bed, picked up the water glass next to him, and was about to feed the master medicine.
The woman waved her hand:
"Huzi, please step back first. This elixir master will take it later."
"I'm very grateful to fellow Taoist for the elixir. Let's do this. I have a formation book here, which contains some commonly used formation and prohibition techniques in the world of immortality today. Fellow Taoist, take it back and read it first. If you have any questions, feel free to tell me Anyone can come here. As long as I can still speak, I will naturally teach you everything I can."
"Really, then Han, thank you so much, senior."
Upon hearing this, Han Changlin was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed and saluted, then took a thick ancient book from the woman's hand.
This ancient book is very heavy to acquire. On the cover are four ancient seal characters [Forbidden Element Formation Dao].
"This book is all-encompassing and basically covers the mysteries of ancient and modern formations and prohibitions. However, it is not that you have a thorough understanding of the formations and you will be able to face the restricted formations unimpeded. On the contrary, the more you study the formations, the better you will be. You will find that the mysterious principles of heaven and earth require us to be in awe, and the study of a formation does not mean that you can decipher it by understanding the principles. On the contrary, the ways of formations are mutually reinforcing and incompatible, and are endlessly mellow. Some formations really can only be broken through brute force."
"However, those of us who study formations can minimize the cost of breaking the formation. This is also the meaning of formation masters."
Han Changlin listened carefully on the sidelines. Although he was confused, he knew that he might still be confused today, but given time, he would be able to understand thoroughly and understand what the person in front of him was saying.
"I also ask the seniors to tell me their names. The kindness of the seniors in teaching the Dharma will be remembered forever by Han Changlin."
Han Changlin's words were spoken from the bottom of his heart. The woman in front of him was already dying, and she was willing to teach him the classics that he had studied for many years. This kind of kindness was extremely precious. "
"My surname is Jiang Yingxue, and his name is Lehu. Although he has the qualifications of the Earth Spirit Root, he has no talent for the formation method, and he cannot inherit my mantle. Since he can find a Taoist friend, it can be considered a destiny. , as for whether you can understand it thoroughly, it depends on your own destiny, fellow Taoist."
"Huzi, master, I'm tired."
After speaking, the woman lay down and closed her eyes.
Han Changlin also bowed wisely, then turned and left. After leaving the door, Han Changlin saw Lehu also walking out, and his eyes suddenly turned red.
After thinking for a while, Han Changlin took out another thousand low-grade spiritual stones and handed them to Lehu, asking him to buy some elixirs to suppress the injury of Senior Jiang.
After Lehu thanked him profusely, Han Changlin walked out of the yard and left the southern area of the city.
In the next few days, Han Changlin continued to wander around Black Rock City, selling the Bai Ling Dan he had refined in the past few days in several smaller shops. Of course, every time he sold the Ling Dan, Han Changlin would transform through Technique, changing different identities.
And during this process, he was also very careful. Every time he sold out, he would walk around the city for a long time, and only returned to the cave after confirming that no one was following him.
What surprised Han Changlin was that the blood sesame fruits he cultivated were also very popular. At a shop called Hongqifang, a female receptionist was so pleasantly surprised after learning that he had some blood sesame fruits on his hand that she was willing to buy them with a Purchase one low-grade spiritual stone for 10,000 yuan.
Han Changlin naturally took the opportunity to show his reluctance, saying that he didn't have many blood sesame fruits in his hands and was preparing to use them to refine a few elixirs for replenishing qi and blood, and he didn't want to sell them.
To Han Changlin's surprise, when the female receptionist saw that Han Changlin was unwilling to sell, she raised the price to fifteen thousand yuan of low-grade spiritual stones.
This really shocked Han Changlin. He had greatly underestimated the female cultivator's obsession with appearance.
In desperation, Han Changlin "reluctantly" sold 20 blood sesame fruits, and collected 300,000 low-grade spiritual stones from the Red Ware Shop.
With the injection of these three hundred thousand low-grade spiritual stones, Han Changlin's net worth suddenly reached an astonishing amount of more than one million low-grade spiritual stones.
After gathering the spiritual stones, Han Changlin began to live a solitary life.
Every day he hid in the cave, studying the "Forbidden Element Formation" that Jiang Yingxue gave him. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days passed, and during this period he also went to the south of the city several times. On the one hand, he asked Jiang Ying Xue asked for advice on the formation, and on the other hand, he also looked at her injuries.
Jiang Yingxue's injuries were more serious than Han Changlin's imagination. Jiang Yingxue's dantian Qi sea was broken, and her magic power could not be condensed. The Yuanying in her dantian was also becoming increasingly haggard. She was only an immortal cultivator in the early stage of Yuanying. Over the past few decades, Yuan Ying had become The spiritual energy in Ying's body has been almost exhausted.
Han Changlin gave some of the healing elixirs he had refined previously to Lehu, asking her to feed Jiang Yingxue and swallow them every day to delay her illness. Even so, in Han Changlin's opinion, Jiang Yingxue could at most Just live for another year and a half.
On this day, Han Changlin walked out of the training room and transformed into a dark-faced young man in his twenties, exactly the same as when he first entered Black Rock City and Dongtian Trading Company.
However, his cultivation in the middle stage of the Golden Core was not hidden. According to the address of the auction provided by Lu Kexin, he quickly arrived at a very remote alley in the city.
As soon as he entered the alley, Han Changlin saw two linen-robed monks standing at the bottom of the alley. The cultivation of these two people was not hidden at all. The aura of Foundation Establishment Dzogchen filled the air, bringing bursts of The spiritual energy fluctuations.
Han Changlin came to the two of them casually, and after sensing the mountain-like spiritual pressure emanating from Han Changlin's body, the two people hurriedly bowed in unison.
"Senior, please stay and show me your token to participate in the auction."
Although the two stopped Han Changlin, they did not dare to be disrespectful at all. Instead, they looked respectful.
Han Changlin said nothing. The star ring on his finger flashed, and a dark red token appeared in his hand.
"It turns out that he is a distinguished guest of our Dongtian Trading Company. The junior has neglected me. Senior, please come in."
One of them took out a three-color ball bead from his arms, pointed at the ball bead with his other hand, and then uttered an obscure spell from his mouth.
A group of spiritual light suddenly flashed out in the originally empty alley. After the spiritual light became intense to the extreme, it suddenly dispersed, and a portal appeared at the bottom of the original alley.
After doing all this, the two of them stood on both sides of the door with their hands down, and then respectfully made a "please" gesture to Han Changlin.
Han Changlin was secretly surprised, but there was no expression on his face. He just nodded and walked straight into the door.
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