Immortality, starting from the heaven and earth.

Chapter 945 The Whereabouts of the Third Spiritual Medicine
Yuling Fairy House!

"I didn't expect that after all these years, Junior Brother Lin, your experience is still so wonderful."

Inside the Yuling Restaurant, Xiang Feiyu put down the wine glass in his hand and said with emotion.

“It’s just that I didn’t expect that even if I ascended to the upper realm, things like what happened to Xu Changxian and Lu Yantianmo would still happen.”

"Indeed, I didn't expect that the Qingyang Sect would dare to do such a thing."

Looking at Xiang Feiyu, who had not been seen for nearly two thousand years but still behaved the same way as before, Lin Yi said with some emotion.

Practice, practice, one thought can make you an immortal, one thought can make you a devil.

Who could have imagined that everything the Qingyang Sect did since its establishment was righteous.

But when the time came, an ancestor among the descendants suffered from the Five Deteriorations of Heaven and Man and turned to the path of evil, and chose the path of sacrificing blood for living beings.

This was also the first time that Lin Yi felt why the upper realm established the Immortal Court to govern many sects.

If there are no restrictions on these immortals, and if every sect in the fairy world is like the Qingyang Sect, sooner or later there will be no more mortals.

Once all mortals die, there will naturally be no more immortal cultivators.

If a catastrophe were to occur to the immortal cultivators in the upper realm, I'm afraid that one day, these immortal cultivators in the upper realm would gradually become extinct.

“Fortunately, everything was resolved smoothly, and the souls of many predecessors such as Yuquanzi were able to reincarnate smoothly.

"But Brother Ye said that you were in seclusion in Taixuan Sword Sect before, so how did you end up here?"

Although Lin Yi felt unhappy about the matter of the Qingyang Sect's ancestor.

However, after this matter was over, Lin Yi was somewhat surprised to hear that Xiang Feiyu had also arrived here.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, Master should have strictly forbidden you to leave the mountain."

Hearing this, Ye Qingluo on the side also asked.

"I've hit a bottleneck. It's useless to continue staying in the mountains. Master can't lock me up just for the sake of locking me up."

Xiang Feiyu said helplessly.

When he was in the lower world, he was confined by Feng Xuanguan, a wandering immortal from the Taixuan Sword Sect.

After ascending to the upper realm, his cultivation level finally surpassed that of Ancestor Feng Xuan, but who would have thought that another ancestor of a higher generation would come.

The same confinement, the same endless practice.

This made Xiang Feiyu feel that his ascension was in vain.

But he was helpless. He couldn't go back and beat up Old Ancestor Feng Xuan again.

"bottleneck?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingluo looked at Xiang Feiyu with a smile on his face.

"I didn't expect you would encounter a bottleneck. This is rare good news."

Ever since Xiang Feiyu joined the Taixuan Sword Sect and was noticed by the ancestor, his rapid progress has caused him to be often taught a lesson by his master.

If not for this, he would not have chosen to join the Immortal Court and become a patrolling immortal envoy who could travel around.

“I don’t know if this is good news or not. After all, I have no sword skills to learn in that sword domain.

Sometimes I think that after leaving the sect, it would be hard to find a place to practice swordsmanship. "

Seeing Ye Qingluo's gloating look, Xiang Feiyu said lightly with the wine glass in his hand.

"Bang!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Qingluo, who had been somewhat proud, suddenly changed his expression, his eyes filled with astonishment.

“Impossible, this is absolutely impossible. The sword area in the sect is the holy place where the sword immortals of our Taixuan Sword Sect have been in seclusion for generations.

The sword arts contained therein can even directly reach the realm of Daluo Jinxian.

When you left the mountain gate, you were only at the initial stage of the celestial immortal realm. How could you possibly comprehend all the mysteries therein?

Tell me honestly, what realm are you in now?"

At the end of his speech, Ye Qingluo's breathing became rapid and his eyes were fixed on Xiang Feiyu.

"As you thought, I am only in the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal Realm now."

Facing Ye Qingluo's burning gaze, Xiang Feiyu spoke lightly.

"Since you are in the middle stage of the Celestial Immortal and haven't even reached the level of the Mysterious Immortal, how can you say that you have lost the sword art you learned in that holy land?"

Ye Qingluo said while panting.

“I have seen all the swords of my predecessors, and I have gained some understanding of the sword art of the Xuanxian realm.

However, if I want to go further, I need to understand my own way from these sword arts.

If you don't understand this, even if you continue to stay there, your progress will be slow and it will be a waste of time.

That’s why I said that I encountered a bottleneck and only then did my master let me out.

Brother Ye, your reaction is a bit too much."

Xiang Feiyu said with interest.

"Humph, I just don't want to be chased and lectured by my master when I go back."

Hearing this, Ye Qingluo understood that Xiang Feiyu was teasing him on purpose.

After snorting coldly, he continued.

“Even if I let you out, I’m afraid the old ancestor’s temper will impose certain restrictions on you.

Tell me, how much time did he give you this time, and how long do you have to return to the mountain gate for confinement."

"Hey, we were both victims before, but you know it better."

Hearing this, Xiang Feiyu let out a breath helplessly and continued.

“Three hundred years. After three hundred years I must return to the mountain.

If I have some realization, as long as my master approves of it, I can continue traveling.

If nothing is gained, he will have to stay in the sect for another thousand years.

A thousand years.

A mortal's lifetime lasts only about sixty years.

Even though the lifespan of mortals in the upper realm is longer, it is still only over a hundred years.

Sometimes I think, if it weren’t for the fact that I could pursue a broader path in this upper realm, these days of being confined all the time would really be boring.”

Having said that, Xiang Feiyu said somewhat helplessly.

"That makes sense, but since the ancestor allowed you to travel, didn't he give you some advice or tips?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingluo no longer argued with this cheap junior master uncle, but asked with a curious look on his face.

In his opinion, Xiang Feiyu's understanding of swordsmanship is not to be said to be a peerless genius that appears rarely in ten thousand years, but it is at least more than nine thousand years old.

Perhaps, my foundation in cultivation is much weaker than his, but I am much better than him in the Tao.

If not for this, he would not have been accepted as the closed disciple by the old ancestor who was in seclusion to comprehend the way of the Golden Immortal as soon as he stepped into the Taixuan Sword Sect.

"Have."

Hearing this, Xiang Feiyu put down his wine glass, looked at Lin Yi and Ye Qingluo, and said with some seriousness.

"My master once said, if I don't know where to go, there are two roads for me to choose.

One way is to go north, to see the mysterious light of the northern region and see the wonders of heaven and earth.

If I'm lucky enough to find the legendary Seven-Colored Flowing Immortal Ganoderma when the Northern Territory Mysterious Light appears, it might help me break through. However, I don't have much hope for this.

It is a blessing to be able to see the Northern Territory's Mysterious Light. Why do you two look at me like this?"

Halfway through his speech, Xiang Feiyu saw the stunned looks on the two people's faces and couldn't help but ask in surprise.

"I now believe that you have only been a disciple for a short time. No wonder Commander Jinhuo asked me to keep an eye on you."

Ye Qingluo smiled and shook his head, pointing at Lin Yi and spoke.

"Although you don't need the Seven-Colored Flowing Immortal Ganoderma, Brother Lin needs this material for the last batch of elixirs he wants to refine."

"good."

Seeing Xiang Feiyu looking at him in surprise, Lin Yi nodded and said.

“The pill I refined is called the third-level Yuqing Pill. In a sense, it is an upgraded version of the second-level Xiaoyun Pill.

However, unlike the second-level Xiaoyun Pill, the second-level Xiaoyun Pill can only temporarily improve one level of cultivation after taking it.

However, this third-level Jade Purity Pill, after taking it, can help cultivators enter the realm of Xuanxian.

This time, the reason why Brother Ye and I got together was that we met on the way to the Northern Territory.

It's just that Brother Ye told me about you halfway, so I came to Qingyang Sect temporarily."

At the end, Lin Yi looked at Xiang Feiyu and said.

"Brother Xiang, I wonder if your master could tell me the exact location of the Seven-Colored Flowing Immortal Ganoderma?"

“He only said that perhaps we could find the Seven-Colored Flowing Immortal Ganoderma in the Northern Region’s Mysterious Light.

Although several locations were given, they were all where the mysterious light appeared. He himself did not know whether there would be the Seven-Colored Flowing Immortal Ganoderma in them.

This is why I never expected to be able to collect this kind of elixir.

But since you, Junior Brother, also want this elixir, we can go look for it together when the time comes."

Xiang Feiyu said directly.

"Of course you can, but what about your cultivation, brother?"

Lin Yi did not object, but instead asked.

The elixir can be found slowly, but if Xiang Feiyu delays his own practice because of helping him find the elixir, he will be imprisoned for another thousand years.
Lin Yi knew that his senior brother longed for freedom the most in his life.

This was the case when I was in the Danxia Sect, and it was also the case when I was in the Jujian Sect and the Taixuan Sword Sect.

"Yes, didn't you just say there were two routes, one to the North Territory, what about the other one?"

Ye Qingluo was also quite curious.

He had never heard his master or ancestors talk about these things.

“As for the second one, it is to go to the western seas to see the raging sea and the netherworld.

If after seeing these two places, you still feel the same as you did.

According to the words of the old master, he let go of everything and went to the mundane world to experience the life of an ordinary person.

In this way, three hundred years will be just enough time, and even if I am locked up for a thousand years, I won’t find it boring.”

Xiang Feiyu picked up the wine glass and said casually.

“Although the secular world is full of mortals, it is also the original foundation of us immortal cultivators.

When I listened to Master in the past, I just felt that life was not easy for ordinary people.

Now, after witnessing a series of actions by the Qingyang Sect, I have a different understanding of these words.

After all, even the ancestor of the Qingyang Sect had to rely on hundreds of millions of mortals to help him break through the calamity of mental decline among the five signs of decline of heaven and man.

Perhaps, the old ancestor is also worried that locking you up in the sect for too long would be counterproductive and cause you to be unable to survive the five signs of decline: heart and will. "

Ye Qingluo said with a sigh.

“As the saying goes, it’s easy to get over a heart failure, but hard to get over a mental failure. If you are really like the old ancestor of the Qingyang Sect, you will be ruined by the mental failure.

For our Taixuan Sword Sect, this is a big loss."

"Let me correct you. I have already passed the calamity of mental decline. Now, the only thing missing from the five declines of life is the calamity of spiritual decline and heart decline."

Facing Ye Qingluo's gaze, Xiang Feiyu said lightly.

"You actually survived the catastrophe of mental decline. How did you do it?"

Hearing this, the wine glass in Ye Qingluo's hand clinked again. After looking at Lin Yi, he hurriedly asked.

"Yes, I also want to know how to get through this disaster?"

Lin Yi also added in a serious tone.

He is now experiencing the tribulations of energy decline and spirit decline. As long as he is given enough time, there will be no problem with these two tribulations.

The only thing is that even now, Lin Yi is not very confident that he can get through the disaster of decline.

"To be honest, I overcame this disaster of mental decline in a daze, but also with some luck."

Seeing that Lin Yi's eyes had also become serious, Xiang Feiyu immediately put down his wine glass, and after pondering for a while, he continued.

“Just like Brother Ye was amazed at how I could not learn anything in the sect’s sword realm, my ability to survive this catastrophe of decline has a lot to do with the sword realm.

You should know that my lifelong wish is to pursue the supreme sword path.

So, not long after Brother Ye left, I started heading towards the depths of the Sword Domain.

There, there is the sword path of the Taixuan Sword Sect which is above the celestial immortal, the mysterious immortal, and even the sword path leading to the golden immortal.

Compared to these sword arts, my sword art is too weak.

Therefore, in the process of comprehension, my path was disrupted and even crushed to pieces at one point.

It was under such circumstances that my doom came.

Fortunately, I finally remembered my original intention of learning sword.

Just like when he was in Danxia Sect, he was seeking the sword path that contained hope on the sword path that contained no hope.

In this way, he overcame the disaster of decline and also saw all the sword arts in the sword domain.

Although I have not yet mastered it with my current cultivation, I have reached a bottleneck because of this.”

At the end, Xiang Feiyu paused and continued.

“According to my master, the so-called calamity of mental decline is the continuation of the cultivator’s own path.

If one does not know the path he is looking for, or gets lost on his own path, his will will become depressed, which will lead to the disaster of declining will.

If you can understand your own path, break your own limits, reshape yourself, or keep going forward unswervingly, you can survive this disaster.

On the contrary, it was the heart failure. I guess my master was afraid that he would keep me locked up for too long and become disheartened.

Therefore, I was given three hundred years to go out and seek the truth."

“The calamity of the decline of the mind, the continuation of the Tao, the reshaping of the Tao.”

Listening to Xiang Feiyu's words, Lin Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he slowly closed his eyes.

At this moment, his mind couldn't help but emerge with all the things he had experienced in his cultivation, as well as what the Qingyang Sect's ancestor had done in the Blood-colored Cave.

"Brother is indeed my lucky star. Now I finally know how to overcome the calamity of bad luck."

After a while, Lin Yi slowly opened his eyes and said with a smile.

"As for the heart failure, I have already survived it, so I can talk to you about it."

At that moment, Lin Yi narrated his experience of heart failure and the various circumstances under which he overcame the disaster.