Unsurpassed Spirits

Chapter 144 Xuantian Heart Refining Mirror

Luo Qingli was thrown heavily to the ground, and blood surged in his body.

Seeing that the Ghost Vine had disappeared, Luo Qingli breathed a sigh of relief, but the toxin from the vine still remained in her body, making her whole body sore and numb, and she no longer had the strength to lift her arm to get the detoxification pill.

In the deep pit, the crystal ball in the center of the formation exuded a light halo. The several meditation charms attached to Luo Qingli's body failed one by one. She felt that she was on the verge of running away from home and could only do it again. He was running the Xuan Bing Jue technique everywhere, trying to keep himself awake.

Time passed by minute by second, and she even felt that her life was gradually passing away.

Nothing could be seen clearly in the hazy eyes, and her consciousness was sometimes clear and sometimes chaotic. It seemed that a long, long time had passed, until a figure was approaching her, and a cool palm pressed against her forehead, making her already It's a blur of clarity in the brain that was a mess.

The familiar cold fragrance came over, and Luo Qingli smelled it as Song Jinghong's breath, and murmured: "Master..."

Then, her vision completely went dark and she lost consciousness.

Luo Qingli woke up in a cave. Although it was a cave, it had everything he needed. The bed beneath him was a heavy wood bed, soothing incense was burning on the table, and even the tea sets were made of fine sapphire.

These are standard items in Song Jinghong's Qinxue Palace. Luo Qingli was stunned when he saw these objects, and suddenly remembered that he seemed to have seen his master before.

She was about to go out in a hurry, but Song Jinghong had already walked in first, picked up the glass lamp on the table and threw it at her.

Luo Qingli moved his steps, caught the light narrowly, let out a breath, and turned around to hear Song Jinghong's scolding.

"You careless one! What good can I say about you? I asked you to go out for training, and you made yourself look like this half-dead? If I hadn't worried about coming over, no one would have collected your body after you died. !”

Song Jinghong's face turned cold, and he sat down with a cold face and rolled his sleeves.

Luo Qingli smiled, put the glazed lamp back on the table, and stood aside honestly, "Master, what on earth is going on?"

"What's going on? I'm asking you!" Song Jinghong glanced at her and said angrily: "Master, I was meditating properly when I suddenly noticed that your soul lamp kept flashing and the candlelight was getting darker and darker. Even if your life is in danger, you will be cold if you go down, but I can still sit still, why don't you come here quickly?"

Luo Qingli was slightly stunned, and Song Jinghong hummed again: "This place is a bit hidden, but if you want to look for it, you can't find it."

As for the fifth-level bone-eating fish and the resentful ghost vine demon plant, they couldn't even make a splash in front of a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Luo Qingli suddenly realized and felt extremely peaceful in his heart.

With Song Jinghong here, there is really nothing to be afraid of.

"Master, where exactly is this place?" Luo Qingli was a little curious.

There are corpse-changing springs, mutated bone-eating fish, as well as the strange magic circle and the Golden Core-level resentful ghost vines. There is almost no way for the monks in the foundation-building stage to survive. Originally, six of them entered. In the end, only she and Shi Mo were left here.

Thinking of Shi Mo, Luo Qingli asked again: "Master, when you came here, did you see a late-stage foundation-building male cultivator wearing black clothes?"

Song Jinghong said calmly: "This is the legacy of our predecessors. When I came here, you were already half-breathed. As for the male cultivator in black, I saw it, but he was already dead."

Luo Qingli blinked. It didn't matter to her whether Shi Mo died or not. Of course, it would be best if he died, so that he wouldn't have to settle the account of his sneak attack earlier.

But if the master hadn't come this time, she would definitely have died here like the other five people.

Song Jinghong pulled her up and said, "Come with me."

Luo Qingli followed his master out of the cave and found that there were other cave rooms connected to the outside of the cave. There were training rooms, alchemy rooms, weapon refining rooms, spirit beast rooms, and utility rooms. There were all kinds of things placed in each cave room. There is a row of wooden shelves, and the shelves are neatly filled with various treasures, magic pills, magical herbs, ores, jade slips and spiritual stones, piled up into mountains.

Luo Qingli was filled with surprise and turned around to look at Song Jinghong, "Master, this..."

"This should be the legacy of a Nascent Soul monk. It's not surprising that there are all these treasures." Song Jinghong waved his hand to break the restrictions on the shelf, raised his chin and said, "Go and collect them all."

Luo Qingli was startled, pointed at himself and asked, "Master, give all of these to me?"

A senior Nascent Soul's collection must not be of low quality. Many of them cannot be used at her level. It is good to have one or two items. Compared with herself, these things are obviously more suitable for the master.

Song Jinghong shook his head, "This is an opportunity for you. Now that you're here, everything belongs to you."

Luo Qingli froze on the spot, and Song Jinghong urged: "Why are you still standing there stupidly?"

Only then did she come back to her senses and go to pack the things on the wooden shelf.

The wooden shelves in the alchemy room are filled with elixir books and bottles of elixirs, as well as many spiritual herbs stored in jade boxes. These spiritual herbs are 5000 years old, and you can even see some. Two ten thousand year old spiritual plants.

At the auction held by the Wanqi Chamber of Commerce in Jumang City, a ten-thousand-year-old Babu grass attracted several Yuanying monks to bid wildly. This shows that this kind of spiritual plant that has been around for ten thousand years is very important in the eyes of the Yuanying monks. of.

Master is also a Nascent Soul cultivator, so he has no interest in Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Grass?With these things here, even if the master cannot break through the middle stage of Nascent Soul in terms of cultivation, he will definitely be able to move up a level.

Who doesn't want to have more strength?
Luo Qingli didn't doubt Song Jinghong's love and generosity towards her, but her master's attitude did make her feel a little confused.

She swept away everything on the wooden shelves in the alchemy room, and Song Jinghong took her to several other cave rooms to collect everything inside.

After such cleaning, half of the space in Luo Qingli's storage bracelet was filled.

It was unimaginable for a monk in the early stages of foundation building to have so many treasures in his hands. In the past, Luo Qingli had never even thought about it, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Song Jinghong laughed when he saw this, took out the spirit gathering disk and put it in the training room, "The concentration of spiritual energy here is pretty good. You are still injured. You should take good care of yourself here first. You don't have to worry about other things." .”

Luo Qingli didn't think much, nodded in agreement, and began to retreat in the training room.

Half a month later, she felt that she was fine and went out to find Song Jinghong. Song Jinghong took her to a sword forest in a valley not far away. The sword forest was filled with countless swords. Each of the famous swords has its own story, recording the owner's life.

Song Jinghong sighed: "This sword forest is a good place to learn swordsmanship. After you go in and feel it carefully, you may understand some of the mysteries of swordsmanship."

"Master, why didn't I see this sword forest a few days ago?" Luo Qingli was slightly confused.

Song Jinghong said with a smile: "There is a restriction outside this sword forest. You also know that I am not good at formations. I didn't notice it at first. Later I accidentally felt that there was sword energy released here, and then I discovered this place. "

Speaking of this, she nodded Luo Qingli's forehead and said with a smile: "You little girl are so lucky! You have been practicing outside for a while. It is the time to consolidate the foundation. This sword forest is also rare. You must seize this opportunity."

"Yes, Master." Luo Qingli nodded solemnly and walked into the sword forest.

The sword intent of the swords in the sword forest far exceeded her current swordsmanship level. Luo Qingli could not master it all at once, but she could also comprehend something beyond her current level.Every time she entered the sword forest, she would gain a lot. After coming out, she practiced sword training while practicing. In just four years, she had advanced to the middle stage of foundation building.

She succeeded in building the foundation at the age of 19, and it was exactly six years since she reached the middle stage of the foundation building. This speed was even unmatched by Xue Ce.

Song Jinghong was very happy and satisfied, "If you need any elixirs or magic weapons, just tell me, and I will get them all for you."

In the past four years, Song Jinghong has stayed with her in this valley, teaching and supervising her practice, which is similar to that in the Jade Toad Sect, but now it is more comprehensive.

Luo Qingli's cultivation level has increased, and her swordsmanship has also improved by leaps and bounds. After staying in this valley for the past few years, she wants to go out for a walk.

Song Jinghong disagreed, "You have just advanced and your level is not yet stable. Please wait a few more years."

Luo Qingli pursed his lips, and Song Jinghong sighed: "Master has arranged all the magic weapons, elixirs, and exercises for you. You just need to follow me and practice well." Don’t think so much, is it difficult to be a teacher and can it harm you?”

Luo Qingli remained silent.

As a teacher, Song Jinghong was indeed dedicated enough, and she was truly lucky to be able to follow Song Jinghong. However, such training always made her feel that something was missing.

Luo Qingli made no move, Song Jinghong frowned and looked at her, "Qingli, what's wrong with you?"

Luo Qingli sighed lowly: "Master, I am very grateful that you have arranged everything for me, but life like this is too comfortable."

songs This is something that no one can ask for..."

She nodded Luo Qingli's forehead and said, "It's a good thing that you are my only disciple. I can't be so dedicated to others!"

Luo Qingli rubbed his eyebrows, his voice so light that it almost melted into the wind.

"Yes, everything Master does is for my own good, but this is not what I want."

She raised her head, her eyes were unusually clear, "Master is my backing. I can rely on her, but I cannot rely on her for everything. I do like such a comfortable life, but it does not mean that I am willing to live like this for the rest of my life. What I need is not for others to teach me how to walk step by step, but to explore my own way."

Luo Qingli took two steps back and said, "You look like Master, but you are not her. Master's ideas are the same as mine. She hopes that I will be independent and will provide me with a better environment and give me guidance. But You won’t push me hard and tell me where to go and how to go every step of the way!”

After saying this, Luo Qingli closed his eyes.

"Song Jinghong" looked at her expressionlessly. Everything around him was like a mirror, suddenly broken into countless pieces.

Luo Qingli opened her eyes again and found that she was lying on a water mirror. Her body was still paralyzed and unable to move, but at least she was still conscious. However, she felt very tired mentally and there was a dull pain in her head.

A soft spiritual light fell on her body, dispelling all her negative states, and the pain and numbness disappeared. Luo Qingli slowly sat up, and what she saw was a boundless blue lake, just like the one she had seen earlier. Like a lake.

A young man in red walked up to her step by step, slowly squatted down, and looked at her curiously.

This young man is extremely handsome, with picturesque features, and there seems to be some childishness in his features.

Luo Qingli couldn't see his cultivation, and thinking about what he should say, the young man blinked and asked, "Isn't it good to just eat and wait to die?"

The voice that came out was as innocent and clear as a child's.

Luo Qingli was startled, and the young man pursed his lips and said, "You broke my illusion."

Four years in the illusion, the reality is just a blink of an eye. The "Song Jinghong" was constructed by him based on Luo Qingli's memory. It is the same as the master in her impression, and there should be no flaws.

But she still broke through the illusion.

"I've given you everything you need to practice cultivation. For the next half of your life, you can have enough food and clothing, and you don't have to worry about practicing. Since you can get something for nothing, why should you refuse!"

The young man frowned, unable to understand.

Luo Qingli listened to the meaning of his words and guessed that this young man might not be human.

She coughed lightly and said, "Everyone has different pursuits. I just don't have this ambition."

The young man frowned, still confused.

Everything humans cultivate is still too complicated for it, and it can’t figure it out for a while.

The young man hummed: "Originally I wanted you to die, but since you broke my illusion, I will let you go."

Luo Qingli was a little speechless, thinking that he was really grateful for your great mercy.

"You're welcome." The young man waved his hand generously.

Luo Qingli stared slightly. She didn't seem to say it just now, right?
The boy nodded seriously, "You didn't say it, but I can hear it."

"..."

The young man narrowed his eyes and smiled: "You are in the Xuantian Mind Refining Mirror. I can hear and feel everything you are thinking."

"Xuantian Mind Refining Mirror?"

The young man opened his palm, and a women's caltrop mirror appeared in his hand. He faced the mirror of the caltrop mirror to Luo Qingli and said, "Here, this is the Xuantian Heart Refining Mirror."

Luo Qingli saw the scene in the mirror showing the scene when they broke through the level before. Xu Rong was swallowed by the zombie spring, Xie Fangwu was eaten by the fifth-level bone-eating fish, Xiao Muxue was pushed to the bone-eating fish by Xiao Yi, Xiao Yi, who was swallowed by the resentful ghost vine, and Shi Mo, who was lying next to the pit.

The last scene stayed on Shi Mo's face. His expression was very calm and relaxed, without any sign of pain, but there was energy leaking out little by little between his eyebrows.

A monk's energy is limited. If he loses too much, his energy will be severely damaged. The longer he is indulged in the illusion, the more energy he will lose. When the energy is exhausted, the monk will also fall.

Luo Qingli thought of how weak he was when he just woke up, and knew that he had also lost some energy, but it was not serious.

She looked at the diamond mirror and asked in confusion: "What on earth is going on?"

　Thanks to Shang Bie Farewell Shang and Samsara 11511 for the reward~
　　
　
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