Time seemed to have passed for a long time, and it seemed that it only took a moment to wait. When Master Qingyu recovered from his awakening, he found himself on the endless gray fog.

The sky was gray, and the earth could not be seen under my feet. The surroundings were covered with thick fog, as if I had returned to the ancient times and the moment when chaos first opened.

But he was not panicked, but his expression became respectful and surprised.

More than ten years ago, he had such an experience in the ancestral hall of the ancestors.

Sure enough, he saw a tall figure standing proudly in front of him.

The other party's body flashed with green light, full of spiritual energy, like a banished immortal descending to the mortal world.

"Disciple Qingyu, I have met the ancestor."

The real person Qingyu immediately threw himself into the ground and kowtowed three times.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't talk nonsense.

Sometimes, the more concise it is, the more stylish it is.

"The Huayu Sect doesn't need to be relocated, I will solve the problem."

"this……"

The face of Qingyu Zhenren showed a look of surprise. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the other party's sleeve robe whirling, and then a strong wind blew his words back to his throat.

His consciousness became blurred, and his hands and feet no longer seemed to be under his control.

When Master Qingyu woke up again, he found that he was still in his cave.

Even the original movements were maintained.

And what happened just now was like a dream.

But this is not a dream.

Thinking of the ancestor's instructions, his expression became entangled.

The ancestor said that he could solve this problem without having to migrate in his sect!

But how to solve it?

It’s not that Qingyu Zhenren disrespects his ancestors, he also knows that this ancestor has great supernatural powers.

But the Da Chu and the Luoyun Immortal Sect were all real behemoths. Even they disappeared because of their spiritual veins and were unwilling to move. Can this sect escape this vicious circle?

He was nervous in his heart, but he still made a choice and attracted his disciples: "Transfer to my Dharma..."

...

After setting up a flag, you have to work next.

Lin Xiaoyao also knew that this matter should not be careless.

If the promise cannot be fulfilled, the character will be broken immediately.

The tall image that has finally accumulated will be ruined.

In addition, he doesn't want to move, right?

Therefore, we must keep the mountain gate of Huayu Sect so that we can continue to be a fat man... ah.

Lin Xiaoyao shook his head. The otaku must be an otaku, but he may not be fat. As a saint, he eats and drinks whatever he wants, and he doesn't have to worry about gaining flesh.

...

Deep underground in the Huayu Sect Mountain Gate.

It is almost three thousand feet away from the ground. Further down there is the fire of the earth veins. Even if ordinary monks know the method of earth escape, they will never dare to go deeper rashly.

Lin Xiaoyao looked around.

What caught my eye was all white stones.

It looks a bit like the crystal of the previous life, but it is even more beautiful.

But he sighed.

When the spirit stone exhausts its magic power, the crystal obtained is like this.

The so-called spiritual veins are actually giant spirit stone deposits. As long as they are large enough and not mined, spiritual energy will slowly escape.

The spiritual energy nourishes the earth's veins, and then through some other Feng Shui arrangements, it can become the spiritual veins.

Moreover, although there is spiritual energy dissipation, the vitality of heaven and earth can also be replenished, so that it can be reborn. In theory, as long as no one comes up with an idea, there should not be such a worry as exhaustion.

But in front of you...

It is all this kind of crystal that has consumed spiritual energy, stretching for hundreds of miles. Just a glance makes people feel heartbreaking.

"I'm careless!"

Because this sect has been passed down for thousands of years, even in the past ten years since he went up the mountain, there has never been any abnormality in the spiritual veins, so Lin Xiaoyao has never looked at it with a trace of attention.

Otherwise, the cause of the accident should be discovered.

But it's not too late now!

Although the head of the sect has sent someone and even came down to investigate in person, and found no inappropriateness, they found no clues, and this one is not suitable for them.

As long as someone causes trouble, even if he has left and has carefully wiped away all traces, he will not want to hide it from himself.

He didn't have to release his spiritual thoughts, nor did he use any spiritual eye technique.

So in Lin Xiaoyao's opinion, they are all too low, so why should I use such trouble?

Since you are in charge of the Three Thousand Great Ways, you can certainly see through all the illusions.

Any spell that covers up or steals the sky and changes the sun is nothing more than a show of aggression.

So he just turned his head and looked around casually, and then he found the root of the matter.

Then Lin Xiaoyao raised his hand, stretched out a finger, and gestured casually.

Thorn...

The void was torn apart, and a crack in the space came into view.

Buzz...

A terrible vibration came from the void.

Anything that involves the law of space is the most dangerous.

Even if the Mahayana ancestor is not careful, he will be torn into powder, but Lin Xiaoyao ignored it and was like walking in the garden. He took a step forward and stepped into the crack.

What caught my eye was actually a medicine garden.

"Red silk grass, Tianling bamboo, Qibao Ganoderma lucidum, 30,000 years of ginseng, and five-colored red fruit..."

Lin Xiaoyao counted the strange flowers and plants planted in the medicine garden.

Although these seem to him are just some garbage, in the current world of immortal cultivation, it will definitely cause a terrible storm.

Compared to these spiritual medicine treasures that others covet, Lin Xiaoyao cared more about the medicine garden itself.

This is a magic weapon!

To be precise, it is Lingbao.

Xuantian Lingbao!

Although it is an incomplete thing, it is already surprising that it will appear in this world.

It can absorb a lot of spiritual energy in a short period of time.

This will allow the elixirs planted in the medicine garden to mature rapidly and increase the age.

This is why there are 30,000 years of ginseng in front of you.

Ginseng itself is not worth much, but it is extremely rare in the world of immortal cultivation even for three thousand years, not to mention that it is a ten-fold year based on this.

"It is worthy of being a Xuantian thing. Although this medicine garden is not very useful for time travelers, it can be regarded as a golden finger."

And it is hidden in the cracks in the space and is extremely hidden.

Even ordinary Mahayana monks who release divine thoughts to explore will probably find it difficult to find inappropriate if they have not been involved in the laws of space.

Is this the culprit for the exhaustion of the spiritual veins of this sect? No wonder the true man Qingyu and others searched for it for a long time but found nothing.

This thing is indeed beyond the scope they can handle.

but……

Lin Xiaoyao slowly turned around and stared at a place where there was no one behind him, with a little calmness at the corner of his mouth: "Since I can find this place, fellow Taoists will not naively think that if they hide in the dark, their tracks will not be exposed!"

Lin Xiaoyao's voice was diluted and peaceful.

However, in the darkness, it is like thunder rolling in someone's ears.

"puff……"

He spurted a blood arrow from his mouth and then staggered down from the shadows.
Chapter completed!