Chapter 23 Crossing the red line

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After swallowing the Perfect Level Taiqing Pill, Xie Huan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged in the formation, carefully experiencing the feeling.

An extremely pure spiritual power spread out instantly, as if it was directly integrated into his internal organs, extraordinary meridians and eight meridians.

This feeling of complete absorption without any blockage.

Xie Huan circulated the Secret of Immortality and slowly digested the power of the medicine.

Another half year passed, one day.

Xie Huan's body trembled slightly, and the body-protecting divine light that was as smooth as a mirror suddenly shone like wrinkled pool water, rippled a few times, and was all sucked into the body.

He opened his eyes slightly and shot two sharp glances.

The mana in the body became stronger in an instant, the meridians were forcibly opened, and a more powerful feeling came to his heart.

He knew he had broken through.

The first red line, which was originally worrying, only took half a year under the influence of a large number of elixirs and perfect Taiqing Dan.

In the middle stage of Qi refining, the magic power is flowing throughout the body, and even the face has a strong sense of Qi, and the face is undergoing subtle changes.

The so-called appearance comes from the heart. The original appearance and temperament were left by the original owner. After Xie Huan was reborn, his face actually changed subtly.

This breakthrough has brought about a new change in the senses. Although it is still the same face, compared with the original owner's nervousness, inferiority, uneasiness, and cowardice, it has now become sunny and resolute, with a kind of confidence and calmness that comes from deep within. .

And there have been substantial changes in the subtleties of the facial features, making them more distinct, handsome, and energetic.

Xie Huan smiled slightly, made seals with his hands, and continued to sit cross-legged in the formation to stabilize his magic power.

Just after the breakthrough, the realm and mana are not stable and need to be consolidated.



Among the mountains of Luoxia Island, there is a villa with rich spiritual energy, pure and elegant, surrounded by crisp bamboo forests, and it is integrated with the surrounding environment.

In the meeting hall of the villa, Xiao Ping and Mr. Fan were standing with their hands down. An old man in a yellow robe sat above them. He had silky silver hair, stern eyes, and a thin and long face, which exuded a touch of coercion.

Xiao Ping faced the old man and reported respectfully: "As of yesterday, the number of monks remaining on the island exceeded 6,000. Except for some private ones, the Lingqi Residence is still empty. All have been rented out, and some temporary accommodation cabins have been rented out. They are all fully rented. There are about a thousand monks who have nowhere to stay and wander around the island every day, and the number of monks pouring into the island is still increasing.

"For this reason, some monks actually took advantage of the opportunity to make money, selling rental places, increasing the price tenfold, and there were a lot of information asking for shared rentals, which were posted everywhere. Some female monks did not hesitate to marry male monks in order to have a stable place to practice. live together.

"The security problem on the island is becoming increasingly serious. Yesterday, law enforcement teams handled a total of 240 conflicts, resulting in 59 deaths and countless injuries.

"But this is not the most critical thing. According to monitoring, the burden on the Xuanyuan Lishui Formation under the island has increased. Yesterday, the consumption of spiritual stones increased by 30%. If it continues like this, the underwater spiritual veins may not be able to support it. It has already A large number of low-level sea beasts have begun to appear in the nearby waters."

After Xiao Ping finished his report, he stood aside respectfully.

After hearing this, the old man in yellow robe showed no expression. He just picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said calmly: "Then what do you think we should do well?"

His eyes were like a deep lake, looking at Xiao Ping, as if he wanted to consider this newly promoted junior in foundation building.

Xiao Ping's heart trembled, and he had been prepared for it. He bowed and replied: "If the spiritual veins are damaged, it will not only affect the long-term stability of the spiritual energy of Luoxia Island, but also cause the beast tide to arrive in advance. I think it is not appropriate to accept new monks. It is recommended that the entrance to the island be closed."

"Sealing the island is a big deal. What do you think of Mr. Fan?"

The old man in yellow robe looked at the peaceful old man beside Xiao Ping again.

Mr. Fan said unhurriedly: "Six thousand monks, this number is really terrifying. It exceeds the upper limit of the island. If something unexpected happens again, we may not be able to control it."

His tone seemed to mean something, and there was something behind his words.

The old man in yellow robe heard the smell, his eyes narrowed slightly, and asked: "Do you think that island-killing madman will appear again?"

Mr. Fan replied: "This matter is most likely done by the Five Factions Alliance. These young people will do anything for profit. There is no guarantee that it will not happen again."

"You mean, they are here for the sect master's deadline?" The old man in yellow robe directly made the meaning of his words clear.

Mr. Fan frowned, but returned to normal in an instant, while Xiao Ping trembled and lowered his head slightly.

Although the news of the sect master's death was rumored in private, the officials on the island have always refuted the rumors. Although Xiao Ping also knew that this matter was probably true, the fact that it was said directly from the mouth of the old man in yellow robe still shocked him greatly.

"It should be that they don't dare to directly attack the main island of Tianlei, so they start trouble on the remaining islands. Luoxia Island is the second largest island of Tianlei Sect and is undoubtedly the best target."

Mr. Fan's tone was a little heavy, he paused, and then added: "As far as I know, Xuanyin Sect's evil method Ten Thousand Soul Banners requires a large number of monks' souls and blood essence. In doing so, they can kill two birds with one stone."

The old man in yellow robe said nothing more, but stood up, clasping his hands behind his back, pacing back and forth in the hall, thinking about something, and his brows were furrowed.

The two waited for a long time, but when they saw that he remained silent, Mr. Fan couldn't help but shout: "Island owner?"

The old man in yellow robe is the island owner of Luoxia Island, a high-ranking member of the Tianlei Sect, and Wei Daying, who is also known as the number one monk on Luoxia Island.

"oh."

Only then did Wei Daying come back to his senses and waved his hand: "The monks' affairs are easy to handle. Just declare the island to be in a state of emergency, organize all the monks into the escort team, and let them clear the sea barriers. The monks themselves are the biggest resource. We Is there any reason to refuse? Moreover, judging from the time and signs, the beast tide is indeed coming soon, and it is the right time to employ people."

"I'm afraid they won't be willing to incorporate them into the escort team, right?" Mr. Fan said with some worry.

"Then let them want to."

Wei Daying smiled softly: "There are many ways, Xiao Ping, I will leave this matter to you. In short, we will accept as many monks as they come. Luoxia Island is the important island of Tianlei Sect, and there is no room for any mistakes." .”

"yes!"

Xiao Ping hurriedly accepted the order, looked at each other with Mr. Fan, and then respectfully stepped back.

After the two left, Wei Daying stood alone in the middle of the hall, his eyes became a little wandering, and he slowly closed his eyes, his brows still furrowed.

Suddenly a woman's voice came: "Are you worried that the island-killing madman is here for Yu Hehe's birthday?"

"If you come here for the deadline, I won't worry."

Wei Daying opened his eyes, took out a jade bottle, pulled out the stopper, and a faint gas leaked out.

There was a gentle sniffing sound in the air.

Suddenly the woman's voice was trembling, and she exclaimed: "Netherworld Corpse Qi!"

The space in the hall twisted slightly, and under the blur, a woman with a strange figure appeared in the hall.

Her hair turned out to be wavy green, and there were some pattern-like scales on her neck. Her nose was high, her eyebrows were long, her skin was bronze, her chest was raised and her slender waistline outlined alluring curves.

The woman looked at the jade bottle in Wei Daying's hand, with fear in her eyes.

"This was collected on Wangshu Island. You should still remember that incident three hundred years ago."

Wei Daying said with a solemn expression.

"Have you reported this to Yu Hexu?" The woman nodded and asked with a complicated expression.

"of course not."

Wei Daying capped the jade bottle and said meaningfully: "The sect leader is in retreat. How can we disturb him at this critical moment?"

"What are you going to do about it?"

A layer of water emerged from the woman's body, her long green hair slowly flowed behind her, and blisters spewed out from the corners of her mouth.

Wei Daying's expression became serious: "I thought this would be it for the rest of my life, but I didn't expect the dawn to come again. Is it because God took pity on my unremitting efforts over the years and never gave up? You should know very well what I want to do."

The woman's expression moved slightly, and suddenly she smiled with bright eyes, with an indescribable strange charm: "If you can get the opportunity, you will have a ticket to the inland sea, and the road ahead for you and me will become It’s more interesting.”

After saying that, the water element on her body became thick and active, "gurgling" covering her whole body, turning into a huge water bubble, then blurred, and disappeared into the hall.

Wei Daying clenched his fists, and two rays of light shot out from his eyes: "Misfortune lies on the back of blessing, and blessing lies on the misfortune. Destiny is in your own hands!"

"boom!"

The jade bottle in his hand was crushed to pieces.

His figure flashed and disappeared into the hall.



In the humble hut, Xie Huan did not know that the first-class spiritual energy house he rented had been sold tenfold, and he was concentrating on refining the Ice Cliff Sword.

More than half a year had passed since his breakthrough. After stabilizing his magic power, he began to temper the sword.

A large amount of purchased materials were melted with will-o'-the-wisp and added to the sword body. This also exercised the control of the will-o'-the-wisp.

What was sealed in Xie Huan's soul was just a projection of ghostly fire. When Xie Huan smelted materials, he only needed to project this projection a second time, and the materials would melt instantly.

The entire tempering process was very smooth and took about three months. A crisp ethereal sword sound was heard in the secret room.

Xie Huan flew a little higher, and a light blue copper sword with a sword glow was suspended in front of him. A row of snowflake-like frost patterns appeared on it, flashing with disillusionment.

Those seven words "are already a cliff with hundreds of feet of ice", in the dark sky under the blue light, there is a sense of heroism.

He held it in his hand and used the Frost Moon Sword Technique. In an instant, the temperature in the secret room dropped to the extreme, and a moon phase emitted a misty clear light, hanging high above the tip of the sword.

Xie Huan was very satisfied, collected the sword art and the sword, left the secret room, and ended the retreat.

This retreat lasted for two years, and I achieved the goal of breaking through the red line and tempering the Ice Cliff Sword. I also discovered the great role of my true nature and benefited a lot.

Correspondingly, the resources for retreat preparation were also consumed, and he basically returned to the state of pauper.

Going to make money again.

And with the way to create perfect elixirs, making money is more important than ever. As long as you have money, returning to godhood is just around the corner.

Xie Huan took out the nameplate. There was a lot of information flowing on it, all from the "Luoxia Island Alliance for the Rich". Ning Jiujiu and the Langhai team were quiet. There was also a message, which was actually sent by Zhang Ping. It was just a simple message. Two words: "Are you there?" The time was also a year ago.

Are you asking me to have tea?

Xie Huan was naturally too lazy to reply to her, so he clicked on the "Luoxia Island Alliance for the Rich" and browsed through all the information.

I couldn't help but be a little stunned.

There are basically advertisements about leasing, subletting, and sharing, as well as various information about the beast tide.

"Tide of beasts?"

Xie Huan browsed to the top. There were only a hundred items in total. This was the maximum amount of information a group could store. If more than a hundred items were posted, the previous ones would be automatically deleted.

"The island is full of monks and there is not enough spiritual energy. Half a year ago, sea beasts actually started to surround the island. It's interesting."

After Xie Huan finished reading, he had a certain understanding of the current situation, but there was no news about the island-slaying madman.

"In two years, has the island-slaying madman never appeared again? It would be best if this matter just goes down, but I'm afraid I'm thinking too well."

Xie Huan was confused, put away the nameplate, left the humble aura house, and headed towards Daosi.