After seeing off the visitors, Wentian Peak became pure again.
Baiyao was still taking Meng Lin to heal his injuries. Ji Hongxi disliked the boring life and went down the mountain to tease the new generation of disciples.
Lu Yun had nothing to do, dancing with her sword in the forest.
After her cultivation briefly surged to the Nascent Soul stage, she realized the difference in strength after advancing, and she also gained a little more understanding of swordsmanship.
She is learning it one by one and integrating it into her swordsmanship.
Swirling around, her sword like a dragon, her clothes flying, Lu Yun in the bamboo forest was very attentive.
When sheathing her sword, Lu Yun saw Yun Shuiqing waiting not far away.
As she got closer, Lu Yun saw the faint sadness covering the other person's face.
To be honest, Lu Yun rarely saw this kind of emotion on the face of her fourth senior brother. It was like a piece of pure white paper with a little more color and became more vivid.
But being a human is not necessarily better than being a sword spirit.
"Are you leaving again?"
Yun Shuiqing came closer, took off the bamboo leaves that fell on Lu Yun's hair and played with them. The green bamboo leaves trembled in the white palms, and were held tightly by the other party.
Broken leaves were falling, and Lu Yun nodded.
"I want to go to Jiutian Hanshan."
Some people say that Jiutianhan Mountain is the highest mountain in the world of cultivation, while others say it is the deepest canyon.
This mountain is covered with snow all year round and is very cold.
This kind of cold air will hinder the movement of spiritual energy, and ordinary monks will not get any benefit from going here.
However, precisely because of such a harsh environment, it is more beneficial to cultivators.
If you can adapt to that environment and make progress, then after leaving Hanshan, a small step will turn into a big step.
The environment there can temper spiritual power.
This is why Lu Yun chose there.
Jiutianhan Mountain does not belong to the human race, but because it is in extremely cold temperatures, there are no monsters that can survive there.
Compared with other training places, Hanshan is safer to some extent.
"I remember that's the territory of the Nine-Tian Silver Fox, right?"
Yun Shuiqing thought for a moment and said: "The Silver Fox clan has little contact with humans. They are naturally adapted to the cold environment and live in the innermost part of the Cold Mountain."
"It is said that the appearance of the silver fox is very beautiful, its fur can be used to make high-quality spiritual weapons, its blood can be used to refine high-quality elixirs, and its body can be used to make high-quality puppets."
Telling the benefits of Silver Fox, Yun Shuiqing's eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
"You're going to meet a lot of thieves there."
As long as there is profit, people will go to any dangerous place, and this is the case with Hanshan.
Regarding the superb value of the Silver Fox clan, the extreme cold monks have many ways to conquer them.
If it weren't for the fact that the Silver Fox clan was so hidden in the depths of Hanshan Mountain, it would have been extinct long ago.
Most thieves went to Hanshan and could only leave their bodies there. It can be said that there is also the tomb of the thieves.
And there, if the silver fox saw a human being alone, he would massacre them indiscriminately.
It's both dangerous and safe there.
With Lu Yun's cultivation level, it was a bit reluctant after all.
"I know."
Lu Yun naturally knew about the situation there.
Ever since she learned that Wen Ruyu was a descendant of the Jiutian Silver Fox, she had searched for a lot of information about the Silver Fox when she came back.
This kind of monster is not cruel by nature, but it hates human beings because of the monks' constant hunting and killing.
Hanshan is the tomb of many monks.
This also means that there are many opportunities there.
She needed a place to grow up quickly.
The Wangchuan Stone brought out by Elder Jin and others should have been distributed to the central areas of each major sect.
If I hadn't happened to miss this year's Ghost Ship, I would have been on the Abyssal Sea long ago.
She had to get on the ghost ship, and she had to make good use of the remaining year.
"Don't worry, I'm sensible."
Although he had made his decision long ago, Lu Yun still benefited from his senior brother's concern.
"you……"
Yun Shuiqing's expression was complicated.
"That's it!"
But in the end I could only give in and sigh.
He couldn't help Lu Yun in this matter.
Lu Yun was not in a hurry to leave. She needed to wait for Meng Lin's matter to end.
Healing is a very difficult process. Fortunately, Baiyao is a great tool. Although it is difficult, it is effective at least.
A few days later, a weak Meng Lin appeared in front of Lu Yun.
The black clothes that should have been slimming were wide and wide. Meng Lin, who had just recovered from a serious illness, had thin edges and corners, but the sword intent on his body was somewhat solid.
It won't be long before the other party will officially enter the Nascent Soul stage.
Her senior brothers are indeed among the best, and every crisis will eventually become an opportunity for them to move forward.
As soon as the two met, Lu Yun saw Meng Lin taking out Tianqing, smiled understandingly, and Lu Yun also drew his sword.
No spiritual power was used, the battle between the two relied solely on physical strength and moves.
The sword blade made a crisp impact sound.
The two of them came and went, each moving forward and backward.
In terms of moves alone, Lu Yun has almost caught up with Meng Lin.
Her sword is very stable, just like her heart, there has never been any deviation.
A sword grazed Meng Lin's cheek, leaving a shallow wound. Lu Yun looked down at the red mark on her arm with a happy expression.
"A draw," she said.
"Um."
Meng Lin sheathed his sword and nodded.
"Very good." He praised.
The communication between the two was still concise and efficient.
The word "thank you" has already told everything in the sword.
Meng Lin accompanied Lu Yun and walked down the mountain.
Meng Lin was the only one seeing off this time. Baiyao came out in a hurry yesterday, threw some pills to himself, and then got into the alchemy room again.
Since the other party came back last time, he has been in seclusion in the elixir room all day long, anxiously studying something.
"What's going on over there, Third Senior Brother?"
Everyone on Wentian Peak knew about Baiyao's strange behavior, but if Baiyao didn't tell them, they wouldn't ask.
"It should be about the Valley of Divine Doctors."
The Valley of Miracle Doctors is known as Miracle Doctor simply because most of the people there are medical practitioners.
In the world of cultivation, when monks fight, injuries are inevitable, just ordinary injuries. Many injuries caused by the power of strange techniques are almost impossible to heal themselves through spiritual power.
Just like the ghosts causing injuries, taking the antidote pill only delays it.
And the existence of medical cultivation came into being.
Their power is very unique. They can cure various injuries by borrowing the vitality of heaven and earth, supplemented by the power of medicine, and specialized research.
Divine Doctor Valley was originally established by a group of like-minded people.
In terms of combat power, Divine Medical Valley is last among the nine major sects, but when it comes to real fighting, Divine Medical Valley's methods are also endless.
What's more, medicine and poisoning belong to the same family.
While his medical skills are excellent, he is also very skilled in poisoning.
This is one of the reasons why many people are afraid of the Valley of Miracle Doctors.
Originally, as the young master of the Divine Medical Valley, Baiyao should have grown up in the Divine Medical Valley, but he left the country when he was very young and became a disciple of the Hidden Sword Sect.
Even the master of several people, Yuntian, didn't know the reason. (End of chapter)
