Do the best of Qingge

The life and death flame crystal soul generally does not exist alone, and is often accompanied by the attachment of life and death Hao Yuanjing around it.

This principle is like a rich fruit, which generally does not survive alone, but has roots, stems, and leaves beside it.

And the mass of liquid energy collected by Chu Linge is the essence of life and death.

Of course, she didn't honestly hand over all these extra gains to He Xiangjun.

He Xiangjun knew the existence of the Life and Death Haoyuan Jing, and also knew that the other party needed it for recovery, so he pretended not to know this, and only put away the Life and Death Flame Crystal Soul that Chu Linge handed over, without mentioning anything else.

So, when He Xiangjun sat cross-legged and began to recover, Chu Linge happily nibbled at the ball of energy liquid secretly.

Sensing the fluctuation of the Haoyuan essence not far away, He Xiangjun actually wanted to complain a few words.

But after thinking about it, she still didn't tease her out loud, so as not to be mistaken by the other party for thinking that she wanted to take back the ball of life and death Hao Yuanjing.

The two of them were busy with their own work, and it was not until it was dark that He Xiangjun raised his feet and walked towards Chu Linge's practice.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Chu Linge stopped refining the energy liquid, retracted the palm imprint, looked up at the other party and said, "How is it? Did you sense something?"

He Xiangjun raised his jade hand lightly, Xu Xu grabbed it in front of him, lowered his eyes, and asked back: "Didn't you realize that the time lapse in this space is different from the outside world?"

Hearing what the other party said, Chu Linge sensed it carefully.

"Huh? The speed of time here is much faster than the outside world!" Chu Linge stood up and stared at the other party in surprise.

He Xiangjun smiled slightly: "To be precise, six days of practice here, and only one day in the outside world, it is really a mysterious space world."

Just as the two were talking, a deep and old male voice suddenly descended from the sky, neither slow nor ill, and could not hear any emotion.

"Who are you? Why did you break into the old man's recuperation world without authorization?"

Hearing this voice, Chu Linge quickly blinked at He Xiangjun, and asked with divine eyes, "Will you go?"

But He Xiangjun replied directly and openly: "Go and see."

The two of them rushed to the corner of the courtyard, and in one of the stone pavilions, they were surprised to see an old man in a Confucian robe sitting upright in the pavilion, playing chess against himself.

The old man in the Confucian robe did not take his eyes off the chessboard, and said slowly: "You are quite courageous, aren't you afraid that the old man will attack you?"

He Xiangjun just stared at the old man without speaking, as if he was thinking about something, Chu Linge had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Senior, you were joking, if you want to do something to us, why wait until now."

The old man in the Confucian robe raised his palm and gently stroked his beard, and said with a smile, "I'm just a wild crane, you don't need to flatter me."

After saying that, with a flick of the fingers, the two chess pieces on the chessboard flew straight towards Chu Linge and the two, and when they hovered close to them, they had already turned into two balls of energy mist the size of thumbs.

"Meeting is fate, this is a small gift for you, accept it, and leave quickly."

Listening to the old man's words, Chu Linge curiously drew the energy mist ball in front of him to his palm, observed it carefully, and did not accept it directly.

Such a strange land, and it is something given by a strange old man, so be careful, there is nothing wrong with it.

"Yinge, there seems to be something wrong with this energy fog ball." Ghost Face's voice sounded in the dark.

"I knew it wouldn't be such a good thing! The old man told us to leave quickly, maybe there is some kind of trap hidden in it." Chu Lingge remained calm, but the alarm bells were already ringing in the dark.

Just as he was thinking about how to communicate with He Xiangjun secretly, the latter turned sideways and gave her a very flat look.

Their eyes met for a short time, and both of them understood that the other party had discovered a problem.

He Xiangjun raised his eyebrows slightly, stretched out his hand to suck the two balls of energy mist, and then melted them into his palm in front of the old man.

"Hey! Why did you even refine my Dao?" Chu Linge stared, and there was just the right amount of discontent in his voice.

Seeing her appearance that has already entered the drama, He Xiangjun suddenly felt an inexplicable joy in his heart, and wanted to poke the other party's face with his hands.

Of course, He Xiangjun didn't really do that.

With a cold snort, and ignoring the people beside him, He Xiangjun turned around and bowed to the old man in the stone pavilion, and said: "Canghai Sect disciple He Xiangjun has seen the ancestors, I wonder if the disciples can know the names of the ancestors?"

As soon as these words came out, not only Chu Linge was extremely shocked, but even the old man in the Confucian robe who had been staring at the chessboard all his eyes fell on her.

"Hehe, the old man has never heard of Canghai Sect."

He Xiangjun continued to speak unhurriedly after hearing what the other party said: "But what you gave to the disciple just now has the same origin as the Canghai Mingquan passed down in the teaching, and as far as the disciple knows, this special practice People from other sects can't make it out of things."

The old man in the Confucian robe pondered for a moment before murmuring: "You call this spring of life and death Canghai Mingquan? Who is the founder of Canghai Sect?"

Listening to the back-and-forth conversation between the two, Chu Linge listened to it with a feeling of trepidation.

"He Xiangjun came from the Canghai Sect? What kind of weird organization is this? Can anyone believe that the disciples of Sichongshan in the Nirvana Realm came out to be killers? There is something wrong with the old man in the Confucian robe! Don't be tricked into it!"

After muttering in my heart for a while, the ghost face's voice also came out quietly.

"Don't worry, Miss Xiangjun's mind is not that simple. You just need to listen and watch it as a good show."

"Miss Xiangjun? Why do you call her by such an intimate name?" Chu Linge wondered in his heart.

"Hehe, intimacy? I don't think it has caught up with the intimacy you have in the coffin." Ghost Mian smiled lowly.

Upon hearing this, Chu Linge started to quarrel in his heart: "Don't talk nonsense! You knew the situation at that time, even if it was someone else, it would be the same."

The ghost face smiled lightly: "Really?"

Chu Linge said firmly: "Yes! That's it!"

The two quarreled for a while, and the conversation between He Xiangjun and the old man in the Confucian robe came to an end.

According to the old man in the Confucian robe, he and the founder of the Canghai Sect are brothers of the same school, and the Canghai Sect has a certain relationship with this cave of life and death.

Many details can no longer be traced back to the old events hundreds of years ago, but in general they still match up.

In this way, it can be well explained why He Xiangjun can sense the flame crystal soul of life and death in the formation at the bottom of the lake.

However, she didn't mention the matter of life and death to the old man.

This is also the reason why Ghost Face would praise her for her intelligence. Both of them were talking to each other, but in comparison, the old man in the Confucian robe confided more information.

After the conversation, He Xiangjun said goodbye to the old man in the Confucian robe, and took Chu Linge to the depths of the courtyard to collect the bright springs of the sea.

Chu Linge had doubts in his heart, but he didn't dare to speak out or talk to him through sound transmission. What if the old man could intercept the sound waves?

After careful consideration, she found a safe solution.

He engraved the meaning he wanted to convey on the handle of the Great Ritu Demon Fan with spiritual power, and then handed it to He Xiangjun: "Look at my folding fan. It has helped me a lot in many life-and-death duels I have experienced before."

He Xiangjun took it, stroked it gently with his jade hand, thought for a while, and took out his red short stick.

Patted it on the palm, then reached out to Chu Linge, and said, "Do you still remember it?"

Chu Linge: "???"

He Xiangjun laughed lightly: "That's right, it's the one I planned to hit you with earlier."

Chu Linge: "..."

Although the process was a bit frustrating, at least the communication was successfully completed.

"The clear spring that the old man gave us has been mixed with something!"

"Can you separate that thing?"

"If you open the Dharma Eye, there should be no problem."

"That's fine, don't get involved in the collection, the flow of time is different in this place, you should hurry up and practice hard."

"how about you?"

"I have to work hard in front of my patriarch's senior brother."

When He Xiangjun said this, he stopped abruptly, smiled at Chu Linge, and began to collect the scattered springs.

Chu Linge walked into an ancient stone pavilion, sat down cross-legged, and began to practice seals.

Cultivation does not know how long it takes, in the blink of an eye, the two of them have stayed in the courtyard for two months, while the outside world has just passed ten days.

During these real two months, Chu Linge has been in a state of concentrating on cultivation, all the injuries she suffered before have recovered, and with the energy of Life and Death Hao Yuan Jing, her cultivation base has also increased a lot.

Of course, the increase belongs to the increase, but it is still far away from the realm of the Nirvana Double Mountain.

After all, counting carefully, it has been less than half a year since Chu Linge entered the Nirvana Realm.

Even if she is working hard all the time, the massive amount of energy required for promotion cannot be filled in just two or three months.

On the No. 60 day when the two came to this courtyard, He Xiangjun had already collected the bright springs of the sea.

At noon, she woke up Chu Linge from her cultivation state, and took her to bid farewell to the old man in the Confucian robe.

"Senior, thank you for your generosity. With the help of the power of Canghai Mingquan, I believe that in a short time, this junior will be able to touch the wall of promotion."

Hearing what He Xiangjun said, the old man in the Confucian robe smiled very brightly: "Don't wait any longer, right now, I can give you the power you dream of!"

He Xiangjun looked surprised: "What did the senior say?"

"The old man's body can't leave the courtyard here. Sacrifice your body to me. We will become one and return to Canghai Sect. How about I win the position of leader for you, ahaha!"

As soon as the words fell, Chu Linge's scolding was the first to blurt out: "A lot of age, you have no shame? How can you say 'combine two into one', are you sick!"

The old man in the Confucian robe was in a good mood, but he didn't run away on the spot. He just swung his sleeves and said, "Do you still have a bit of education? I'm also a senior who has survived for hundreds of years. It's better to be polite when talking to me."

Chu Linge thought for a while, and then said: "Do you still want to be ashamed? Are you sick?"

As soon as this remark came out, He Xiangjun immediately burst out laughing.

And the complexion of the Confucian robed old man suddenly became gloomy.