Xu Qiuhan got up from the bed, and murderous intent appeared in his eyes like autumn water, and his delicate body disappeared in a flash.

The interval was only more than ten feet, and the restriction was broken in another stone chamber, and the three layers of defensive formations were also broken one by one.

"Bold madman." Xu Qiuhan's figure appeared outside the stone room and immediately shouted a sweet voice.

Not far away, Bai Qingnian looked indifferent, calmly put away the last spiritual medicine, turned around, faced with a stunning face, without any sympathy for the jade, Senluo grabbed it with his ghost hand.

The two of them hit each other, and Xu Qiuhan's delicate body only leaned back slightly. On the other hand, Bai Qingnian's body blew back, his right hand exploded, and half of his arm disappeared, leaving only empty sleeves.

"Who are you? Your cultivation level is only at the third level of Qi training. I have never heard of you among my outer disciples."

What appeared in Xu Qiuhan's eyes was an extremely cold face. Xu Qiuhan's cold eyes flashed, and his breath was a little uneasy.

The white young man in front of him was gray and white. Xu Qiuhan saw that this was not a flesh-and-blood body, and his pupils were not fluctuating at all. He was like two pools of stagnant water, and his eyes seemed to be frozen in his eye sockets, looking at her indifferently.

"Why don't you speak? I'll ask you to answer me."

No matter how Xu Qiuhan asked, Bai Qingnian never said anything. After a while, Bai Qingnian's arm was restored to its integrity, his five fingers became claws, and the green light filled it, making it look like a ghost's hand.

As soon as the figure moved, Bai Qingnian came over. Xu Qiuhan looked cold and slapped her palm without any haste. The cold wind was howling in the stone room, and the rolling yin energy directly drove Bai Qingnian out like a tide.

"Overbial ability." Xu Qiuhan sneered. She had already completed the twelve levels of Qi training.

As early as two years ago, she had reached the ninth level of Qi training and could have reached the out-of-body stage, but she did not rush to make a breakthrough and chose to continue to accumulate cultivation.

Nowadays, several elders at the early stage of the out-of-body stage may not be her opponent, let alone the young monk at the third level of Qi training in front of her.

However, the next moment, a very cold aura emanated from Bai Qingnian's body, and the rolling yin energy in the stone chamber seemed to be frozen in an instant and stopped in mid-air.

"You..." Xu Qiuhan was shocked. The yin energy she cultivated was as hard as if she had encountered a nemesis.

At this moment, Bai Qingnian came in fearlessly, and Xu Qiuhan was not afraid of it. The two of them fought each other. In a few blinks, they fought dozens of times, and Bai Qingnian's attack could not hurt Xu Qiuhan at all.

The more Xu Qiuhan beat her, the colder her face became. The white young man in front of her was not a physical body. She penetrated the other person's body more than a dozen times, but it was not fatal.

"Die me." Xu Qiuhan shouted coldly, and a small seal appeared in Su's hand.

A black evil spirit emerged from her delicate body. The evil spirit wandered like a long snake, penetrated into the small seal and disappeared. The black light suddenly surged on the small seal and changed into a stone seal the size of a millstone.

The stone seal suddenly crushed down, and a roar in the air, and circles of air waves pushed out. The white young man in front of him exploded, and a small bag fell on the ground of the stone chamber.

Xu Qiuhan's face was a little slow. Just as she was about to pick up the storage bag, the cold wind suddenly rose in the stone room, and a wisp of ice and cold breath gathered. In the blink of an eye, a ball of green mist condensed. The green mist rolled up the storage bag and rushed out of the stone room in a flash.

In the stone room, Xu Qiuhan's beautiful face was frozen like an ice sculpture, and his spiritual consciousness swept out, and there was no trace of aura on the entire mountain peak, and there was no trace of the blue mist.

"No matter who you are, I, Xu Qiuhan, will definitely find you and peel you off."...

In the back mountain in the early morning, Ye Xuan in the thatched hut opened his eyes and he touched the corners of his eyes blankly. Since he practiced the Sutra of All Things, he reflected himself in front of the Mirror of All Things and examined himself, his dreams have reappeared the pictures of his previous life night after night.

Then he suddenly realized that many memories he thought he had forgotten did not disappear, but had always existed in the depths of memory. What evoked this memory was just a small introduction.

A leaf knows autumn, a tree knows Bodhi, one day, when you stand in front of a tree, you may recall the scene under a tree when you were a child, you weave a straw hat under the shade of the tree.

When you pick up a leaf on the side of the road, you may remember where you have done something similar, everything seems familiar, and the leaves are so fragrant.

"Including everything and understanding everything, you must first recognize yourself. Even this first step is so difficult." Ye Xuan had a preliminary understanding of the All-Environment Sutra.

He shook his head. His current state of mysterious insights was far from being able to understand. He simply let it go and look at himself.

When he woke up today, he was energetic. Ye Xuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Unclearly, he was promoted to another level and the third level of Qi training."

Leaving the hut, Ye Xuan went to the outer gate, and the back mountain should not be kept for a long time. Xu Qiuhan will come to find him trouble sooner or later. Ye Xuan was very angry. He was completely unaware of Xu Tu's death, and he didn't want to take the blame for no reason.

Many tasks inside the outside are not low. For example, cultivating spiritual herbs requires strong spiritual consciousness; practicing alchemy requires fire-based exercises, and having both fire and wood spiritual roots.

Except for the disciples who go out to do missions, many of the disciples who stay inside and outside the sect did not meet the requirements and could only do some miscellaneous work to earn spirit stones.

After walking through most of the outer gate area, Ye Xuan finally stopped by a small lake. If he remembered correctly, the courtyard by the lake was Elder Sun Liang's residence.

Elder Sun is a weapon refiner. Everyone in the sect knows that the tomb of his deceased wife was Elder Sun.

Elder Sun refining weapons, and at the same time purchased various refining materials. Most of the savings were spent on spiritual liquid, but they were all deported by all the thieves who killed that day.

"Address refining apprentice, clean up the refining materials." Ye Xuan's eyes fell on a wooden sign outside the courtyard.

After Ye Xuan passed, there were more than a dozen other people in the courtyard. In the open-air courtyard, an old man with wide robe was lying half on the chair, and two water tanks were placed in front of him.

"Please ask, elder, how can we become apprentice apprentices?"

"You can come one by one, or come together. Put your hands in. Each of the two tanks needs to stick to one stick of incense. It can be considered a passing level. There are 300 low-grade spirit stones per month, and you can also learn the basics of refining weapons."

After saying that, the old man with wide robe shrank on the chair again, looking at the sky, as if he was savoring something, his expression was sometimes sad and sometimes sad.

More than a dozen outer disciples, including Ye Xuan, and sixteen people, were all here to be tested. They didn't understand why Elder Sun was distracted, so they had to hold back what they wanted to ask.

"Three hundred spirit stones, this old man is generous." Ye Xuan's Adam's apple moved. The three hundred low-grade spirit stones were twice as good as other places.

All the disciples' eyes gathered in the two water tanks. Their faces looked a little bad, and the liquid in the two water tanks was definitely not ordinary water.

"The materials for washing and refining are divided into washing and practicing. Washing requires the body to resist toxins, while practicing requires the heat of fire." A disciple had some knowledge about refining weapons, and he said first and then.

"Look at this tank, the water is dark, it's absolutely toxic. Who will cramp your brain and stretch your hands into it?"

"Shh, whisper, you don't want to do it, everyone still wants to do it, three hundred spirit stones."

Two tanks of water, one of which is light red and emits a hot breath; the other is a piece of blue and black, with a pungent smell and you can tell it is poisonous at first glance.
Chapter completed!