Ling Xian rested for a moment, and his breathing finally returned to steady.

Thinking about the experience just now, even with his city government, he has some lingering palpitations.

The immortal cultivation realm is really thorny step by step, and if there is a slight mistake, it will fall into a situation from which it will never recover.

Fortunately, I am the final winner.

So Ling Xian came to the short monk's side.

The other party had fallen, and the most valuable storage bag, Ling Xian, would certainly not let it go.

Quickly took it off, and then Ling Xian had no intention of staying in this place, and left here quickly.

This time, Ling Xian did not choose a location with abundant spiritual energy, but deliberately walked to a deserted place.

After a full hour, Ling Xian came to a lofty mountain.

The mountains are undulating, but most of them are bare and sparsely vegetated, and if you want to come to this kind of place, there will be no poisonous snakes and beasts, and monks and warriors will not come to look for treasures.

Ling Xianyou looked around, and finally chose a mountain peak more than 100 zhang high, looked at it for a moment, and then climbed up along it.

Soon we reached the mountainside, and pushed aside the bushes, where there was a hidden cave.

Ling Xian released his divine sense and found that the cave was only a few feet deep, and there was no trace of a beast in it.

Ling Xian couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, this should be a good place to hide.

So he went into the cave and re-blocked the entrance with gravel and bushes.

After doing all this, Ling Xian sat down on the ground without any image, first experienced a life-and-death struggle of wits and strength, and then rushed for an hour without stopping, even if he was an immortal cultivator, he was already about to reach the limit at this moment.

But Ling Xian didn't care about resting, but instead sat cross-legged, recovering the mana lost in this battle first.

He won't forget that this is asking the Immortal Pavilion, there are many dangers, and he doesn't have enough mana to be slaughtered.

As for fatigue, you can overcome it with will, and in short, recovering your strength first is the first priority.

Ling Xian took out a few pills from his arms and swallowed them, meditating cross-legged.

And so, after a full hour, he opened his eyes.

Although there was still a hint of tiredness on his face, his mental state was much better, and his mana had recovered to the peak level.

"Whew!"

Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief, and then picked up a storage bag around his waist.

This is the trophy of his battle, and the original owner, the short monk, has returned to the underworld.

Ling Xian's face showed a hint of anticipation.

This person is insidious and cunning, and his strength is not bad, and he doesn't know what treasures he will have.

Thinking so in his heart, he turned the storage bag upside down, shook it slightly, and a white glow flashed, and in front of Ling Xian, a large number of items suddenly appeared.

Ling Xian rubbed his hands and happily cleaned up his loot.

The result was similar to what he thought, this guy's strength is good, and his net worth is naturally remarkable.

Just the spirit stone has found more than a dozen pieces, which is a common currency in the world of cultivating immortals, in addition, refining weapons, talismans, and cultivation are all very useful.

Before Ling Xian, he had only heard that he knew that spirit stones were extremely rare in this small world, and more than a dozen pieces were already considered precious.

In addition to this, Ling Xian also found more than a dozen spirit runes, which were sealed with various Five Elements Basic Spells.

Looking at these things, a hint of fear flashed across Ling Xian's face.

If the opponent sacrificed these spirit runes in one fell swoop during the battle just now, I am afraid that the victory or defeat would be another result, but fortunately, the other party did not do this, he was most likely reluctant, thinking that a talisman was enough to deal with himself, and there was no need to consume precious spirit runes.

One thought made him die and fall, and these treasures were all his own.

Ling Xian was glad in his heart, and found the talisman among the remaining treasures.

It was a palm-sized rune paper, the short sword drawn on it was crooked, and the aura was also a little dim, but Ling Xian would not despise it, he had personally experienced its power just now.

Together, there's also a flying charm.

It had also consumed a lot of mana just now, but for himself, it was still very useful, and Ling Xian carefully hid it with the talisman.

In addition, there were two bottles of elixir, a few beast bones, and some unknown materials and treasures, most of which Ling Xian couldn't recognize, after all, he embarked on the road of cultivating immortals, purely by chance, without a master to guide the way, everything was all on his own.

But Ling Xian didn't care, these things were put here first to see if they could be used in the future.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if you don't need it, you can exchange treasures with other monks.

"Hey, what is this?"

Ling Xian had already packed up the treasures on the ground, but found that there was a dusty ancient book in the corner, which was not conspicuous at all, and the color was similar to that of the rock, which was almost ignored by Ling Xian.

Ling Xian picked it up, lowered his head slightly, and sank his divine sense.

"The wind is strong. ”

A few big characters came into view, Ling Xian continued to look down, but soon, he showed a look of great disappointment, this is just a basic exercise, falling into the hands of others, maybe he will be extremely happy, but compared to the "Bailing True Solution" left by Ling Xian's ancestors, it is far behind.

But Ling Xian still read it patiently, as the saying goes, the stones of other mountains can attack jade, although this "Wind Spirit Strength" is a little rougher, but careful study may not be helpful to himself.

Not to mention, fools have foolish blessings, when Ling Xian saw the back, what was recorded in this book was not only as simple as "Wind Spirit Strength", but also all kinds of spells.

What fireballs, wind blades, and so on......

Of course, Ling Xian wouldn't be interested in these basic Five Elements Exercises until he discovered the "Qi Convergence Technique".

Gathering qi, as the name suggests, is to restrain one's own breath.

This kind of spell was not uncommon in the immortal cultivation world, but in front of him, there was something different, or rather, much more magical.

Ordinary qi aggravation techniques can also deceive immortal cultivators of the same level, and when they encounter an existence with a higher realm than their own, it will be useless.

However, this Qi Convergence Technique is different, it can cross a large realm.

To put it simply, if Ling Immortal is in the Qi Refining Period, not to mention that fellow Qi Refining Cultivators can't find his traces, even if he is an Immortal Cultivator in the Foundation Building Period, there is a certain chance that he will be deceived.

Only at a higher level, those old monsters who have condensed into Jin Dan, can be sure that they can discover his clues one hundred percent.

Such a hidden ability is really staggering, and I really picked up a treasure.

Ling Xian's face was full of ecstasy, stepping on the iron shoes and finding nowhere to go, it didn't take any effort to get it, the value of this qi gathering technique was far better than the Fu Sword.

No, how can it be compared to such a technique, even if it is a spiritual weapon, it is far inferior, in Ling Xian's mind, it is almost priceless.