A year later, Yan Xue came to the Xianwen Pavilion with twenty copies of immortal texts and asked to see Wen Xiang.

Wen Xiang was already waiting for a long time. He saw lines of handwritten words on the golden book. Each page had thirty words and ten comments for each word. Many of the contents were only seen in his life. He was very excited and his hands were trembling constantly.

"This... this is a rare inheritance of immortal texts, and every volume is priceless... Could it be the version written by Cangjie's ancestor? Otherwise, how could it be explained so clearly?"

Yan Xue smiled slightly and said, "Senior, these classics were obtained by my husband by chance, and he didn't know the original source. He was generous and gave you these scriptures to promote the Xianwen Pavilion."

Wen Xiang nodded repeatedly: "I understand, Miss Yan Xue, I can't get so many benefits in vain. I found some fairy grass and fairy materials in the treasure house of Xianwen Pavilion and wanted to give them to Mr. Qin."

Yan Xue said: "No need. There are many disciples in Xianwen Pavilion, and they also need immortal materials."

Wen Xiang said: "Miss Yan Xue, you may not know that Xianwen Pavilion is a relatively wealthy sect, because we have branches everywhere, and ordinary disciples use the form of day reading. Although they come and go freely, they all learn basic immortal texts. If you want to get the true teachings, you must exchange them for the rubbings of immortal stones, immortal grass, immortal materials or immortal text relics. Therefore, we have accumulated a lot of good things over the years. It is impolite to come but not to go. If I get these immortal texts, if I cannot give back to Mr. Qin, I will feel very uneasy..."

Yan Xue smiled and said, "Okay. Since senior said that, I will accept it for the teacher."

Wen Xiang handed over a storage ring and said, "If Mr. Qin doesn't need these things, please sell them in the store. Go back and tell him that he is welcome to come and visit at any time. The gate of Xianwen Pavilion is always open to him."

Yan Xue collected the ring and said, "Thank you, senior."

Wen Xiang called a young girl and said, "This is my granddaughter named 'Wenruo', who is in the thirteenth level of Hedao, Miss Yan Xue, you have similar skills, so communicate more in the future!"

The girl had a slim figure and a pretty face. Unfortunately, she lacked an arm and a sweet smile on her face. She said, "It's rare that there are sisters coming to the house. Let's talk in the garden. OK?"

So Yan Xue walked out of the attic and came to the garden, bathed in the warm sunshine, and chatted with the other party.

The two sides exchanged greetings for a while and understood each other's situation.

Wen Ruo is already 12,000 years old, much older than Yan Xue, but for the True Lord Hedao who has a lifespan of 100,000 years, she is still very young, especially since she has reached the thirteenth level of Hedao, two levels higher than Yan Xue.

"Sister Wen, what's going on with your arm?"

"I accidentally broke it back then."

"Why can't it be reborn? For True Lord Hedao, let alone break his arm, even if his head falls off, if no one interferes, it can still be continued!"

"Ahem, my arm was cut off by a fifth-level fairy sword. The laws of the fairy sword remained inside, which prevented me from continuing my arms."

"How come there is a fifth-level immortal sword in the Diming Realm? Where were you injured?"

"About 3300 years ago, I went to the city lord's mansion to attend a banquet. Because I drank two more glasses of fairy fruit wine, I felt hot all over. So I went out for a walk. I didn't know what happened. I walked to the back garden and saw a rockery. As soon as I approached, a silver light flew out and slashed my arm!

Later, my grandfather went to the city lord's mansion to apologize, but he did not see the city lord. He just heard from the city lord's son that the city lord had been in seclusion, and there was a fifth-level fairy sword in the seclusion area, which could automatically launch a counterattack. He also said that I shouldn't go to the back garden, and this arm would probably not be able to regenerate!

Later, my grandfather learned that although the city lord is in the late stage of Lingxian, the immortal sword was obtained by accident, not his natal magic weapon. Even if the city lord comes out of seclusion, he will not be able to retract his sword energy.

Therefore, I have been broken for more than three thousand years and still remain the same.

Fortunately, the sword energy only stays at the broken end of my arm, which does not affect my cultivation..."

Yan Xue asked: "Sister Wen, can this arm really not be able to be connected?"

Wen Ruo replied: "Unless someone helps me to drive away the sword energy, or when I practice to become a high-level immortal, I will naturally be able to drive away the sword energy."

Yan Xue said: "I'll go and ask my husband to see if he has any solutions."

Wen Ruo smiled slightly and said, "Okay, it's a problem for you." Although she said that, she didn't have hope in her heart.

Yan Xue returned home and handed the storage ring to Qin Di.

Qin Di poured out the items in the ring and piled them up into a hill! There were too many items, which looked messy. Some were kept in jade boxes, and some were kept in wooden boxes.

Qin Di called several disciples over and asked Zhuang Leng to select the elixirs for the alchemy, Huo Xiang to select the materials for the refining tools, Li Qiushui to select the materials for the talisman, and Wang Yan came to search for the materials for the production of array plates. After they chose it, the rest were handed over to Cancong, Yufu, Tui Ling, and Dujuan, and asked them to process them in different categories. Some could be sacrificed and refined quickly, and then put them into the five major pots; some of them needed to evolve over time and threw them into the "Five Daoyuan" immortal weapon; some of the items that were not sacrificed and refined were kept rare, and the other part was handed over to Yirange for sale.

According to preliminary estimates, the materials sent by Wen Xiang are worth more than tens of millions of immortal stones!

Qin Di said to Yan Xue: "It seems that this Master of Xianwen Pavilion is a sensible person. When I have time in the future, I have to talk to him more."

Yan Xue smiled and said, "I think he is a warm person. Although he is a spiritual immortal, he has no airs."

Qin Di said: "It depends on whom. If it is an irrelevant person, he may not pay attention to it."

Yan Xue then talked about Wen Ruo and asked, "Sir, are you able to help her drive away the sword energy?"

Qin Di said: "There are many ways. The best way is to refine the sword energy. Not only will the sword energy disappear invisibly, but it can also improve its cultivation."

"How can we refine the sword energy?"

"I used to pass on your Yunshui Dao and the Waste Water Heart Method, which is the direct martial arts of the Black Emperor. If Wen is injured by the metal sword energy, and according to the laws of the heavenly way of gold and water, you can use the Waste Water Heart Method to resolve it! Today I will pass on your "Gold and Water Generation Art". After you learn this technique, you will draw out the sword energy in her body and merge with the water-generated immortal sword, which can increase your killing strength several times."

"I'm helping Wenruo, or should I use her?"

"Help others and help yourself, and the cause and effect cycle is very common."

So, Qin Di spent three days teaching Yan Xue's "Gold and Water Generation Art". This mental method not only has magic techniques, but also has magic scripts related to it. Magic scripts are easy to master, but the magic scripts are too complicated and difficult to understand for a while.

Then Yan Xuehua realized the truth for ten years. When she came out of seclusion, her skills had been improved a new way and she reached the twelfth level of Hedao.
Chapter completed!