There is only one day in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years in the world.

Although the longevity of immortal cultivators is far superior to that of mortals, every time they retreat and meditate, time passes extremely quickly.

Winter goes to spring, summer and autumn are coming, and unconsciously, Ling Xian has spent thirty years of cold and summer in this Tianquan Valley.

Fallen leaves are piled up all over the valley, and the outside of his cave is also covered with dust, and when you look at it, it looks like an ancient tomb that has been dusted for many years.

In the cave house, it is also extremely simple, and only in the practice room can there be a trace of vitality.

Ling Xian was like a clay sculpture and wood carving, sitting motionlessly, unconsciously, this state has lasted for three years.

It's a matter of life and death!

Finally, Ling Xian opened his eyes.

His face was ugly.

There was even a wisp of blood running down the corner of his mouth.

Fail!

Three years of hard work turned out to be a failure.

Even though Ling Xian was strong and brave, his face looked very defeated, and the feeling of frustration permeated his heart.

Tracing back to the source, it was about ten years ago, when Ling Xian used up the last elixir he carried with him.

Without the aid of elixir, with his qualifications, no matter how hard he cultivated, it would always be difficult for him to make progress in his cultivation.

Especially in recent years, there has been hardly any progress.

Time flies!

Ling Xian was naturally unwilling to spend his time in vain like this.

As a result, closing the gap between life and death became his only choice.

Life and death, as the name suggests, is not the same as ordinary retreats, and if you are not careful, you may go mad, your mana will backfire, and serious injuries will be considered light.

Of course, there is something to give, and it is dangerous to close the barrier of life and death, but it is also extremely easy to break through, and many monks will do this when they encounter a bottleneck and have no choice.

Ling Xian was naturally not a person who was greedy for life and afraid of death, but after three years of retreat, he did not see any gains, and he was still extremely depressed in his heart.

His qualifications are too miserable, and without the assistance of pills, it seems that it is difficult to make an inch.

What to do?

Ling Xian didn't know.

Frowning and thinking for a moment, he sighed and got up.

After a while, the rumbling sound came to the ears, but it was the first time in thirty years that the door of the Lingxian Cave Mansion was opened.

He didn't use the technique of rescuing the light, anyway, this small valley was not large, and he walked along the bluestone paved path in front of the Ling Immortal Statue.

Soon, the misty smoke came into view, and Ling Xian saw the thatched hut like a small courtyard of a farmhouse again.

"Master!"

Ling Xian shouted.

That's right, he came here to find the Tianxuan Sanren.

Although Ling Xian was somewhat suspicious of what the other party said back then, no matter what, he had kowtowed his head and worshiped his master, and now that he had encountered a problem in his cultivation, he had no good solution, so of course he had to come to him to find a way.

A "squeak" sounded in my ears, and the door of the hut in the middle slowly opened.

"Come in!"

"Master Xie. ”

No matter what he felt in his heart, at least on the surface, Ling Xian should have a lot of courtesy, but it was a lot, and he only entered the hall after getting the other party's permission.

At this moment, it was noon, the old man was cooking food, and Ling Xian did not disturb, he stood with his hands tied, and did his disciple's courtesy.

There was a hint of satisfaction on Tianxuansanren's face.

In a few moments, the food was cooked.

Except for the fragrant white rice, it is all vegetarian dishes.

"How about a bit?"

"That...... The disciples are not hungry. ”

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of hesitation.

"I know monks can clear the valley, but why not taste the food of the world once in a while?"

Tianxuan said with a smile.

At this point, of course, Ling Xian couldn't shirk it, as he said, he took a pair of chopsticks, added a bowl of rice, and tasted a chopsticks and vegetables casually, full of fragrance, and its deliciousness was indescribable.

That's it.

Although it was ridiculously delicious, Ling Xian didn't care, what really made him heartbeat was that with this mouthful of green vegetables, he actually felt a mouthful of abundant aura, rising from the dantian, flowing like the eight veins of the Qi Sutra......

"It's ......"

Ling Xian was shocked, but after all, he had a lot of knowledge, and he was an immortal cultivator from the Heavenly Flavor Sect, so he naturally reacted quickly: "This is spiritual food?"

"Hey, you kid has insight. ”

There was a hint of surprise on Tianxuansanren's face.

"The sect from which the disciple came from, is good at this. ”

The fact that he was the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Flavor Sect was not a secret at all, so Ling Xian explained it in detail.

"But master, the disciple used to be the elder of the Tianwei Sect, although this spiritual food can't be made, but it is by no means a stranger, every year there are disciples who are filial, and it is the best thing in the sect, but in terms of effect, compared to the green vegetables in front of him, it is far inferior, what is going on?"

"Hmph, how can the current immortal cultivation realm be compared to the ancient times?" Tianxuan Sanren's face showed a trace of disdain.

"Why did Master Venerable say this, you haven't stayed in this valley for hundreds of thousands of years, how do you know about the current Immortal Cultivation Realm?" Ling Xian said with a flash in his eyes.

"Little guy, if you don't have to be a teacher, you have no intention of hiding anything as a teacher, in the past hundreds of thousands of years, you two are not the first time that you have accidentally broken into this place as an immortal cultivator. ”

"The master is saying that before my sister and I, there were other monks who came. ”

"Yes, and more than once. ”

"Oh, then where have these people gone now?" Ling Xian's eyes showed doubts, of course, it was difficult to say whether his expression was pretended or not.

In a word, Ling Xian didn't dare to fully trust the old man in front of him.

In this Tianquan Valley, there are too many incredible, as the saying goes, the heart of harming people must not be had, and the heart of preventing people is indispensable.

These words were also Ling Xian's temptation.

The other party didn't know if he heard it, but looking at his expression, it was very casual: "They...... It should all be in the Netherworld now, no, it's the soul that has dispersed. ”

"Falling?"

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of surprise: "Why, who killed them?"

"Naturally, it is for me. ”

"Master, you?"

Despite the speculation in his heart, Ling Xian couldn't help but be taken aback.

"What's so strange, although the old man has lost his mana and has no power to restrain the chicken, of course he will not be slaughtered by others, who will let those who have bad intentions in their hearts. The old man said lightly.

"Then why does the master believe me again?" Ling Xian said word by word.

"You are different, although you and the grass fairy are wary of me, but from beginning to end, there is no malice, and the old man can still distinguish this. ”

"You are good people, so the old man is willing to take you two as apprentices, or give you a chance to live forever. ”

Ling Xian was surprised, and he didn't know how to talk about it for a while, because he was a good person, so the other party was willing to help him.

Should I believe or not believe such words? )