Outside the Queshan Mine, the old demon Soul Flag, who was fighting with Yuan Zhen, suddenly looked at the sky full of thunder and lightning rising from the Queshan Mine.
How could this little ant in the early stage of refining emptiness possibly escape from his hands?
Is it that his slaps aren’t strong enough?
A pair of deep demonic eyes were filled with murderous intent, and the dying man jumped out again, and his control over the spiritual restrictions of the formation suddenly increased dramatically.
What happened during this period? "Junior Brother Lin?" Seeing the figure suddenly emerging from the depths of the mine, the disciples of Wanxiang Mountain were somewhat unbelievable.
"Junior Brother Lin was... I was the one who sent him to the bottom mine, this, this..."
The corners of Wei Yingxuan's mouth twitched. He had checked at that time and found that Junior Brother Lin had already exhaled softly and was on the verge of passing away. He also crushed a magic pill for Junior Brother Lin and transformed it into spiritual power and injected it into his body. He didn't want his Junior Brother to pass away in pain.
But soon, excitement appeared on his face.
Junior Brother Lin did not die, and he also activated all the spiritual forbidden formations set up in the Queshan mine.
…
"Kill the demon!"
Above the Queshan mine, the charred figure whose body was pierced by lightning raised his hand and pinched it with a slightly trembling hand. The movement seemed a little difficult.
In an instant, billions of arcs of lightning quickly transformed into lightning swords, slashing towards the remaining demon cultivators.
“Run!”
There were more than ten demon cultivators, except for the three who were caught off guard and exploded. The remaining seven had fear in their eyes, and they rolled up their demonic energy and wanted to escape into the distance.
What the hell is going on? A dying person came back to life and came with a sky full of thunder and lightning. Even if smoke came out of the ancestral grave, it would not be such a coincidence.
Lightning arcs, electric symbols were like shadows, and the roaring continued, making the void feel like it was turned upside down.
"ah!"
Screams followed, and the slow-running demon cultivator was caught up by the Thunder Sword first. Countless arcs of electricity evolved from the sword light, cutting the demon cultivator's body into countless pieces, and then piercing through the sea of consciousness, crushing the demon soul into nothingness.
One.
Two.
Three.
The sky was filled with arcs of sword light, and the demonic energy and blood mist were also swept into nothingness by the arcs of electricity after it exploded.
At this moment, each of the demon cultivators used their best skills, and finally three of them managed to escape from the lightning sword arc in a panic, and stayed far away outside the mine, gasping for breath.
"Don't be afraid, the attack range of the mine's spiritual forbidden formation is limited!"
The three escaped old demons saw that the lightning sword energy stopped outside their bodies, and suddenly felt that their embarrassing escape just now was too tragic, and they couldn't help but get angry.
After all, they were old demons in the middle stage of the Refinement Realm, but they were driven out of the mining area in a miserable way.
“I don’t believe that a cultivator who has burned his lifeblood can still hold on for a few more breaths!”
"Split up and attack from a distance!"
"Devil, do you think we are just decorations?"
From being a bird trapped in a cage to the current situation being turned upside down, the suppressed anger of Qin Xingchen and other disciples of Wanxiang Mountain was finally released at this moment.
Just when everyone wanted to rush up to surround and kill the three remaining old demons.
There was another roar in the sky full of electric arcs. Strands of silver electric arcs twisted in front of Lin Huayuan. The electric arcs rolled up like a strong wind and turned into lightning snakes with bared fangs and claws.
Thunder snakes float in the air, like the roar of thousands of beasts.
In an instant, lightning flashed, and the rivers and seas turned upside down.
Lin Huayuan, whose body was still charred, was lifted to a high place by the electric arc lightning. When he raised his hand, the roaring lightning snakes in the sky turned into three majestic thunder dragons. They rushed to the three remaining old demons in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm and swallowed them all into their mouth.
"Kill the demon!"
Lin Huayuan murmured quietly.
In an instant, thousands of lightning sword arcs emerged from the thunder dragon that swallowed the three-headed old demon, each of which exuded sharpness and destruction.
Under this airtight killing spree, the three old demons in the middle stage of the Void Refinement Realm wanted to struggle, but found that they could not escape at all.
His whole body was pierced by the lightning sword and he fell into a state of unconsciousness in an instant, letting out a shrill scream.
"Fellow Daoist Soul Flag, help!
The next moment, three balls of lightning exploded, and the screams and wails stopped abruptly.
At this point, except for the old demon Soul Flag, all the demon cultivators in the early and middle stages of the Void Refinement Realm were killed.
"The spiritual confinement array set up here is indeed very useful. Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to handle this battle today relying solely on the confidence of this clone."
Within the lightning, a slight curve appeared at the corner of Lin Huayuan's mouth.
He transformed into Lin Huayuan and killed ten old demons with his lightning sword. This was a generous gift for meeting the old demons.
The surging electric arcs returned, lingering outside the body to form a sea of thunder with a radius of one hundred miles.
“Boom!”
Outside the Queshan mine, there were bursts of explosions, and the dark yellow sword energy of the mountains and rivers that filled the sky was constantly annihilated by a huge demonic flag that swept through the air.
The heavy sword energy pressed the demonic energy downward, but it could not get close to the Soul Flag Demon at all.
This magic flag was waved so tightly that it was impenetrable, and tens of thousands of demon souls were roaring and emitting waves of sonic attacks.
"Haha, well, well, old Soul Flag, all your minions are dead, let's see how rampant you can be!"
A brilliant sword light formed within a hundred miles around Yuan Zhen, constantly slashing away the surging evil spirit. But a closer look revealed that he was at a disadvantage, being constantly surrounded by evil spirit.
And this encirclement was somewhat mysterious. They always kept a distance of a hundred miles and did not dare to get too close to Yuan Zhen.
There was no way. The old demon Hunqi was also afraid of capsizing in the ditch. He dared to bet that as long as he got close to a certain distance, the old cripple Yuan Zhen on the opposite side would dare to drag him to reincarnation to meet the Demon Ancestor.
Cursing the useless person in his heart, the old demon Soul Flag was also a little annoyed. The dozen or so demon cultivators who followed him were not only Feather Clothes' minions, but also the objects of blood sacrifice he prepared.
Now, a little calf-nosed man in the early stage of the Void Refinement Realm, who should have been killed by a slap from him, is actually alive again.
Before, this little calf nose could only control a part of the spiritual restriction, but after being slapped by him, all the preset spiritual restriction formations were directly activated.
Could it be that this slap in the face gave him some enlightenment?
His eyes filled with hostility pierced through the sea of thunder and saw the charred body struck by lightning, and he couldn't help but feel murderous intent.
Inside the sea of thunder, Lin Huayuan sensed the non-violent gaze, and also raised his eyes and glanced at it indifferently.
"Thank you."
With two words uttered from his mouth, he reached out to the sea of thunder in front of him. Arcs of lightning gathered in front of him and smashed towards the blood demon cloak floating on the side.
Lightning flashed like a long rainbow and struck the cloak one after another. Wisps of blood and devilish energy overflowed from the cloak, rolling and smashing into the distance. In the process, the remaining seal above the Queshan mine was completely annihilated by the thunder.
"Is this... still Junior Brother Lin?"
Watching the ban dissipate, Wei Yingxuan's mouth twitched, somewhat incredulous.
Not only him, but other Wanxiangshan disciples including Qin Xingchen focused their attention on the charred figure in the sea of thunder.
The ten-headed old demon was gone just like that.
"Master Lin...Brother, he is dragging his broken body to control the spiritual restriction of the formation."
"The formation here in Queshan was set up bit by bit by the sect over tens of thousands of years, and no one has been able to control it for a long time."
"Senior Brother Lin seems to have had a talent for formations, but it never showed."
Strength is respected. These disciples of Wanxiang Mountain are very down-to-earth. They directly switched the identities of junior and senior brothers.
Qin Xingchen glanced around. Now only the old demon Hunqi was left, but when he saw Elder Yuan Zhen, his heart sank.
Even Elder Yuan Zhen was seriously injured, which meant that the other elders in the sect were probably held back by the Demon Sect.
Now it seems that all the other demons have been killed, but the danger is not over.
"If anything unexpected happens later, you guys take Junior Brother Lin back to the sect, and I will cover the rear."
Qin Xingchen's thoughts flowed, and he transmitted his message to the other brothers present.
"Junior Brother Lin can control the spiritual restrictions of the Queshan formation, so he can control the spiritual restrictions of other mineral veins. This time, the sect obtained a large amount of spiritual medicine from the Void Star Sea, which may allow Junior Brother Lin to recover his lost essence."
In a flash, Qin Xingchen made his decision.
Whether in terms of military achievements or control over the formation, Junior Brother Lin should not have died here.
Several fellow disciples looked at each other and nodded secretly.
“Go!”
At the moment when everyone hesitated, Yuan Zhen's voice rang out in their sea of consciousness.
"Protect Yuanhua and go together!"
…
After transmitting the message, Yuan Zhen controlled the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword Energy to smash the evil energy and tried to approach the old demon Hunqi again.
"Soul Flag, dare you come closer!"
However, the old demon Soul Flag waved his flag tightly, releasing a long river of demonic energy, always keeping a distance of a hundred miles between himself and Yuan Zhen.
"Damn you old cripple, I won't do what you want."
The old demon with the Soul Flag had a ferocious look on his face, and he controlled the magic flag to block the surging sword energy.
This old cripple had once reached the great perfection of the Refining Void realm, but he was crazy enough to dare to fight against the heavenly calamity. After being struck by lightning, he luckily escaped with his life, and his fighting power has regressed to the late stage of the Refining Void realm.
If he had not advanced to the great perfection of refining emptiness hundreds of years ago, it would have been difficult for him to defeat this crazy cripple.
"Want to leave?"
"No way!"
"I will kill your disciples from Wanxiang Mountain in front of you, a cripple."
His head turned slightly towards the direction of the Queshan mineral vein, and the Soul Flag Demon opened his mouth and spit out a ray of faint light.
The dim light in the sky turned into a long, sticky, and extremely smelly river, merging with the blood demon's cloak that had been knocked over earlier.
The moment the sticky liquid and the cloak merged, a body grew out from under the cloak.
In a breath, a figure with smelly black water flowing all over his body lifted up his cloak, revealing a face covered with bloody pimples.
"Little calf nose who is in charge of the formation, let's see how many more times you can hold on!"
The shadow under the blood spray spoke, and the voice was the same as that of the Soul Flag Demon.
"The little calf nose of Wanxiang Mountain will stay in this void star sea today."
…
"You guys escort Junior Brother Lin back to the sect, leave this to me."
Qin Xingchen flew into the air, holding the black and yellow spiral spirit stick in his hand. In the blink of an eye, a hazy black and yellow light rolled up.
In the dark yellow light, a thick and vast mountain shadow emerged, wrapped in countless gravity ripples and rushed towards Xue Peng.
"We'll go lend a hand, too."
Then, two more disciples rushed out.
Just as Qin Xingchen and the other two were about to charge towards the blood demon, lightning surging in the sky suddenly blocked their way.
"My fellow disciples, I will take care of this old demon."
Amidst the lightning, Lin Huayuan's figure was lifted forward by the arc of lightning.
"Junior Brother Lin, come back. This blood demon's aura has reached the late stage of refining emptiness. You have been pushed to the limit by the spiritual forbidden formation. You are no match for this demon. Return to the sect with the other junior brothers. Only after you have recovered from your injuries can you control a more powerful formation and slay the demon to protect the sect."
Qin Xingchen shouted.
He didn't think so much about it. He just knew that Junior Brother Lin's attainments in formations had greatly improved and he shouldn't stay here.
After he finished speaking, the figure directly broke through the lightning and rushed forward.
"Junior brother is already a broken body. I thought he was dead, but I didn't expect that he had an epiphany between life and death. I don't know how long he can hold on."
Lin Huayuan smiled calmly, then with a backhand move, he mobilized the lightning to block Qin Xingchen and the others behind him.
"Brothers, please return to the sect quickly. Today, I will use my remaining body to fight for the sect once more."
"It seems that the blow I gave you opened your mind, and you actually used the formation to kill more than ten of my followers. Since it was my fault, I will just wipe you out."
The Blood Demon's eyes turned cold, and in an instant, a sound of breaking air came from the sky, falling towards the direction of the Queshan mine.
Countless phantom lights and blood rain shot down, crackling and hitting the flames. As the incarnation of the Soul Flag Demon, it and the Soul Flag are one.
Naturally, it can be seen that Lin Huayuan's sudden rise was due to the spiritual restrictions of the formations deep in the mineral veins. If the mineral veins are destroyed and the formations are broken, this little calf nose that controls thunder will become a lamb to be slaughtered.
…
"The old devil is really vicious. He will cut off our retreat with one move."
Lin Huayuan's face darkened, and he made hand gestures. Lightning flashed all over the sky and began to collide with the falling blood rain. The sound of "puff puff" echoed in the void, and black smoke continued to billow out.
Since it has been pretended, it cannot be exposed.
Otherwise, how will I survive?
Today you must pretend to be elegant and impressive.
"Hurry up and leave!"
While tilting his head, Lin Huayuan roared at the figure behind him who had not moved.
"You're a little bull nose that's relying on external forces, so you better take care of yourself first."
At this moment, a bloody palm emerged from the overwhelming blood rain, and even more dense blood shadows emerged. No matter how the thunder struck from the sky, it still swayed and covered Lin Huayuan.
On these illusory palms, hairs like black needles grew, shiny blood black, and flashing with an eerie blood-red light.
"die!"
In an instant, before the bloody palm fell, Lin Huayuan's figure groaned, and the thunder around him shook violently and began to collapse.
Fortunately, this collapse only lasted for a breath, and the attack of the demonic soul that jumped into the sea of consciousness was shattered.
“Fortunately, I had already prepared for this move. With the protection of a ray of innate purple light and the assistance of my main soul, it was still a shortcoming to suppress the clone’s soul.”
After coming back to his senses, Lin Huayuan suddenly pulled his hands in the sea of thunder, and electric arcs from all directions gathered in front, forming a thunder dragon rushing towards the bloody palm above.
"What treasure is hidden in the sea of consciousness of a small cultivator in the early stage of refining emptiness?"
Seeing that his spiritual attack had no effect, a murderous look surged on the Blood Demon's face.
"go!"
On the bloody palm that collided with the Thunder Dragon, dense black needle-like hairs appeared like flowers scattered from the sky, and the impact of the thunder penetrated and fell on Lin Huayuan's head.
Even with the spiritual forbidden formation in hand, Lin Huayuan's body was too weak and he was struggling to hold on.
But it must be said that the mine protection formation set up by Wanxiangshan here cleverly integrated spiritual restrictions, runes, and formations. It was only later that the disciples were not good enough, and could not control the spiritual restrictions of the formation, so that it withered away little by little under the erosion of time.
"Protect!"
Arcs of electricity intertwined and formed an electric shield above Lin Huayuan's head.
“Boom!”
The needle-hard black hairs smashed down, blasting arcs of electricity onto the electric shield. Some of them even pierced through the shield, pressing Lin Huayuan down from a high altitude.
"Fire and thunder gather!"
A bolt of thunder exploded.
From deep within the blazing ore veins, several more spiritual forbidden chains were drawn out, and a flash of lightning surrounded by red flames formed chains that flew through the air and gathered at one location, transforming into a lightning fireball.
After the lightning fireball took shape, it whistled towards the blood demon.
This scene made Yuan Zhen, who was fighting with the Soul Flag Demon, extremely happy.
He knew Lin Huayuan. In fact, he knew not only Lin Huayuan, but most of the sect's disciples.
Lin Huayuan had been stuck in the early stage of refining emptiness for more than 10,000 years and was already very old. Unexpectedly, he suddenly became enlightened and was able to control the formations passed down by the sect. It was really incredible.
It was a bit surprising that he could rely on the formation to fight against the old demon in the late stage of refining emptiness with the help of the early stage of refining emptiness. After all, Lin Huayuan's talent was not very high among people of the same level before.
But this is a good thing.
If the formation technique is understood, does it mean that cultivation is also understood?
If one could advance to the Great Perfection of Refining Void, oh no, the late stage of Refining Void, and then control the formation, wouldn't that mean there would be one more top-level Great Perfection of Refining Void fighting force, the kind that can fight in a team.
At this moment, Qin Xingchen and his companions did not leave, but directly joined the team battle. It has to be said that they are a bunch of stubborn people.
…
The old demon Soul Flag was a little depressed, and he was a little confused.
Does his big ear post still have the effect of opening people's minds? If Wanxiang Mountain really has an extra formation master, this is not good. The most fucking speechless thing is that this formation master was created by him with a slap.
If this news gets out, he, the dignified Soul Flag Demon, will no longer be able to survive.
"How can it be such a coincidence? If I can get enlightenment, what do you mean by enlightenment? It must be that my life essence and blood have merged with the spiritual restriction of this place."
"Damn it, whether you have an epiphany or not, you must die today. You must not leave this stain behind!"
"Blood Demon, kill him!"
…
"Heavenly Fire Refining Immortal Thunder!"
At this moment, Lin Huayuan let out a soft cry and pointed his ten fingers at the jumping arcs of electricity around him.
He was almost unable to hold on any longer. It was really not easy to pretend to be a pure disciple.
In the Queshan mine, arcs of electricity flashed from one spiritual forbidden object after another. The arcs swept out and formed into flaming thunder dragons that danced and danced in the mine.
Strands of lightning fused with flames rose up and gathered towards Lin Huayuan.
Red fire lightning shuttled out and merged into a huge thunder ball that was several miles in radius.
This thunder ball is also the final killing move of the spiritual forbidden formation buried here. When it was at its peak, it would have no problem killing the Great Perfection of Refining Void by surprise. But now its power has decreased a lot.
But it's not without benefits. If the power does not decrease, it will be difficult for Lin Huayuan to control it in his current state. Now he is on the verge of collapse.
The flaming lightning ball released a violent destructive force, instantly burning the blood rain into nothingness.
The blood demon with a ferocious face raised his eyes fiercely and his body trembled violently.
"Damn you, you crazy people."
This was obviously an attempt to die together with him.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, endless demonic energy spurted out from the Blood Demon's cloak, making the surrounding void become sticky. These sticky air currents greatly hindered the destructive aura of thunder.
The sticky demonic energy formed a dull three-dimensional demonic lake. The flaming thunder ball was instantly obstructed after it crashed into the demonic lake.
"burst!"
Without hesitation, Lin Huayuan stretched out his hand and pointed at the flaming thunder ball.
The breath of destruction exploded, and flaming thunder dragons rushed out from the thunder ball, tearing open the sticky magic lake, and a terrifying shock wave swept out.
The shattered flames and lightning in the shock wave were blazing, rushing towards the blood demon like a rolling wave.
In an instant, the blood demon screamed.
A cloud of blood mist rose from the cloak, and the human-like body twisted into a ball, with arcs of electricity constantly emitting from it.
Countless arcs of electricity swept through and exploded within the twisted body.
"Mountain and River Slash!"
On the other side, after the Blood Demon's clone was impacted, the magic flag controlled by the Soul Flag Demon's original body paused in the air, and Elder Yuan Zhen immediately caught this loophole.
A dark yellow sword rose into the air, and countless sword moves were derived. Mountains, lakes, and rivers for thousands of miles were all within one sword, and it slashed towards the Soul Flag Demon.
At this moment, even if there were countless demon shadows protecting his body, they were annihilated into nothingness under the sword energy as heavy as mountains and rivers.
The demon flag let out a mournful cry and rolled up, and the sword energy fell on the old demon of the soul flag.
“Bang!”
With a loud bang, under the mountain-like sword energy, the head of the Soul Flag Demon was smashed directly into his body. His upright body made a crackling sound, and continued to collapse, exploding with heavy blood mist.
However, the blood mist did not disperse. Instead, twisted runes like bloodworms emerged, locking the broken blood around the body.
“斩！”
见状，元稹长老根本没有停手，又一次驾驭玄黄山河剑斩。
血魔斗篷从远方激射而来，笼罩在锁成血球状的魂旗老魔身上，接着翻滚着朝着远方遁去，还能看到符文之下，一道狰狞可怖的面庞在疯狂闪烁。
“老瘸子，小牛鼻子，今日之仇老魔我会时时刻刻叨念，直到将你们炼成我的旗魂。”
若没有小牛鼻子以阵法击溃血魔分身，他何至于被被老瘸子抓住机会击破。
血色符文笼罩下，被山河剑气差点砸成肉饼的魂旗老魔，重新将脑壳从身体中拉了出来，愤怒咆哮着。
魂旗老魔跑了！
这一幕，让万相山剩下的弟子们露出激动。
“元稹长老！”
“元稹师叔。”
突然间，诸位弟子激动的神色愣住，慌忙惊呼起来。
虚空上，元稹看了一眼在场的弟子，脸色淡然一笑。
“剑来！”
悬空的山河玄黄剑发出一声悲鸣，当空化为一道弧度贯穿了元稹的身躯，炽盛的血燃起熊熊火焰，将玄黄山河剑点燃。
下一刻，燃烧着血火的山河剑冲天而起。
煌煌山河映照长空，如一座擎天巨岭划过，冲向了遁走的魂旗老魔。
“老瘸子，你疯了！”
面色狰狞叫嚣不断的血魂老魔，看到这场景顿时大惊失色，连刚刚放的狠话都忘却了。
“本魔都跑了，你还想怎样！”
拖着重伤而来能把他击退就行了，他现在都跑路了还要以命换命。
燃烧精血就罢了，可这老瘸子是将自己最后底蕴都给点了，身与剑合，这是要恢复巅峰实力，以命换命。
魂旗老魔慌了，面庞扭曲。
老瘸子当年可是炼虚大圆满。
“万相山的疯子，本魔必报此仇！”
虚无星海内，一声凄厉的惨叫响起，团成球体的血魂老魔在血火剑光下爆开，滔天的魔气卷到了四方，炽盛的魔血洒落在了虚空上下。
一道斗篷不断闪烁着，消失在了虚无尽头。
“老了，连一头小辈魔修都斩不死了。”
虚空上，元稹摇摇欲坠，脸上带着寂落。
此刻的他身上布满了剑孔，本就是重伤之躯，在一下子燃烧了血魂后，更如狂风中的烛火摇摇欲坠。
“元稹师叔！”
“元稹长老。”
诸弟子慌忙的扑上来，看着将行就木的元稹又不敢触碰分毫，唯恐碰一下就魂飞魄散。
看着面前诸弟子的样子，元稹脸上的寂落散去，反而露出了淡然笑容。
“老夫已行将就木，早死几天和晚死几天没有什么区别。
若是让这头魔头跑掉，用不了多久就又会出来兴风作浪，反而让魔族得势猖狂。
可惜……此魔就剩残魂遁走……想要恢复如初至少三五千年……”
语罢，元稹隔空看向了鹊山矿脉上方的林化元。
这下诸弟子也反应过来。
还有一个呢。
“林师弟。”
“林师兄。”
只见元稹长老屈指一弹，一枚闪烁着五彩灵光的丹丸没入林化元的口中。
丹丸入口即化，一股股温润的能量快速的席卷全身，让已经到了支离破碎地步的肉身，好似泡在了一方温润的灵泉中。
看着丹丸滋养下，脸色有些恢复的林化元，元稹方才点了点头。
“生死间可是有顿悟？”
同样摇摇欲坠样子的林化元看着更残的元稹，倒是有些不是滋味，点了点头。
“好好好。”
元稹高声大笑起来。
“掌阵法，退魂旗老魔炼虚后期分身，我万相弟子终不会没落下去！”
“去吧。”
接着，元稹召唤回了之前的剑器，朝着林化元推去。
“此剑名为山河，日后可为阵法之基。”
……
“元稹师叔！”
“嘭！”
一团玄黄光在元稹身上亮起，接着身躯如同烈日灼晒下的果子，快速干瘪下来，身躯就像是沙塔，蓦地崩塌。
崩碎的肉身如风沙散去，一缕残魂虚浮如影。
“回宗吧，此矿脉不必流连，人活着才有夺回来的机会。”
“万相山靠你们了。”
一缕轻风拂过，元稹的残魂崩裂成了光点，急速的黯淡了下来，就像是落下的火星，就这样灭了。
没有陨落后的魂烟升起。
“元稹师叔。”
有弟子来回的寻找，想要抓回来一缕残魂。
秦行谌、韦应宣等人面露凄凉，掩不住的哀伤。
七百年前，内山长老滕师仲战死。
而今，元稹师叔如故。
“林师弟！
这边，散去了阵法灵禁的林化元，摇摇欲坠的从高空坠落下来。
倒不是作假，而是这具身体真的撑不住，哪怕服用了一枚五行天寰丹，可终究底子太薄了。
另外，这种场景让沈炼有些不知所措。
五行天寰丹乃是疗伤圣药，以元稹长老前来时候的伤势服用的话，就算无法恢复如初，依旧可以恢复大半。
最后却落到了林化元的嘴里。
这颗灵丹有着雪中送炭的作用，稳住了崩裂伤势，让接下来的恢复更加顺利。
“护着林师弟回宗！”
秦行谌检查了一下林化元的伤势，其他弟子收拢了一下战利品。
随后，祭出一艘土黄色的灵舟，众人快速冲入了虚无星海深处。
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一下子安静下来的鹊山矿脉，时不时的还有电弧雷光爆开，空间夹层内，沈炼脸上浮现出一抹倦意。
“万相万相，还真不一样。”
随后，银光一闪冲出了矿脉之地，遥遥的跟在了一行人的后面。
这一路上运气还不错，并没有再碰到魔修，一路赶回到了万相山。
和钧天阁独占一座洞天不一样，万相山就在万相之地最高的一片山脉之中，这悬空如大陆一般的山野便是整个万相山驻地。
在回到万相山后，就有几道身影迎了上来，一行人进入了一座洞府中。
“快看看林师弟如何了，他服用了元稹长老留下的五行天寰丹。”
几位参悟了生机规则的修士凑到了林化元近前，一缕缕玄妙的绿色规则波动衍生落下。
“你们在这里疗伤和看护林师弟，我去见长老。”
安顿好了之后，秦行谌接过一位弟子送过来的疗伤灵丹吞下，就匆匆朝外而去。
元稹长老陨落，虽说在离开矿脉的时候已经和宗门联系上了，可还是要拜见长老，将事情仔细说清楚。
……
另外一边，沈炼也来到了万相仙城，他准备在这里停留一段时间，等到林化元彻底在万相山站住脚跟在离开。
这一场斗法连斩十位老魔，还顺势击溃了魂旗老魔炼虚后期的分身，给自己搞成了即将崩溃的状态。
一切所做，足够夯实他万相山至纯弟子的身份了。
事实也是如此，一回到万相山后，就有参悟生机规则的修士出现，辅助林化元修复伤势，更有执事从丹殿调来其他疗伤丹丸。
同门师兄弟辅助疗伤、看护，人情味十足。
在万相仙城租住了一个洞府后，沈炼开始修炼起来，三种功法一同运转，能量在体内丹田中心交汇，并且一点点滋养着全身。
……
一年。
两年。
五年……
沈炼转醒过来，之前因为炼化五行天华丹先一步提升起来的法修优势，被体修和道修重新拉平，三者再次回到了同一起跑线上。
另外，林化元在万相山的发展，比预想中要好得多。
林化元分身本来的法力积累，本就差不多达到了炼虚初期巅峰，所差的就是规则融合而已。
现在无论是参悟的规则，还是融合法力都将不再是阻碍。
本来，他还以为需要悄悄送点疗伤和修炼灵丹，没想到根本没有需要，万相山供给了林化元的灵丹足够了，虽说品质比自己炼制的差了一些，可却足以满足接下来的修行。
一念至此，沈炼心神沉入符阵盘中，一缕紫光在阵盘上游走撞入到了林化元虚影身上。
林化元这些年来一直在养伤，对于在鹊山矿脉的斗法，在宗门还没有一个准确的功勋评定。
按照之前约定，伤势恢复后可前往庶务殿结算，他准备亲自去瞧一瞧。
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万相山，隽石山洞府。
同一时间，林化元双眸开阖，身上的气息随之一散，从盘坐的蒲团上起身舒展了一下身子骨。
短短五六年时间从肉身重创即将崩溃，到现在恢复九成，这期间除了服用了五六中疗伤灵丹，还得益于几位参悟生之规则的同门辅助疗伤。
除却偶尔的刺痛衍生，已经可以运转功法进行，甚至低烈度的斗法都没有问题。
疗伤期间，他还从宗门借阅了阵法相关的传承，并且和宗门的阵法师进行了交流。
一下子从普通阵法水平达到了阵法大师级别，引得宗门不少阵法师连连惊呼。
特别是在鹊山矿脉掌控阵法灵禁诛杀十位魔头，并且重创魂旗老魔分身的事情，更是在内门中传了出去。
从一个两万多岁的老迈内门弟子，一下子变成了小有名气的阵法师，倒是不少同门前来拜会，想要瞧个新鲜。
一个个惊为天人。
一直担心会不会有长老前来检查他脑壳的事情，并没有出现，反倒是还得到了长老的抚慰。
Fellow disciples didn't think there was anything wrong with this. Although sudden enlightenment between life and death was rare, it did exist.
Fighting for the sect and gaining enlightenment after risking his life, everyone felt that this was what Senior Brother Lin deserved.
On the wooden frame beside him, the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword was shining, and the spirituality of the sword body wandered on the surface, evolving illusory light and shadows of mountains and rivers.
This sword had long lost its spirit, but the remaining spirituality was enough to give birth to a spirit again, but Elder Yuan Zhen did not bring it into being.
From this, it can be seen that Elder Yuan Zhen had long planned to pass this sword to a certain disciple, allowing the disciple to personally nurture a new generation of weapon spirit.
It was just by chance that I met him at the Queshan mine, so I gave him this sword.
He stretched out his hand and gently pressed on the sword, and a buzzing sound was heard.
"Thank you for the gift of the sword, I will offer you the head of the soul flag as a sacrifice."
With this sword, his position in Wanxiang Mountain will be even more secure.
Who dares to say that he is not Lin Huayuan, the most pure disciple of Wanxiang Mountain?
"Once the last hidden danger is healed, we will start to break through to the middle stage of the Void Refining Stage. There is no time to waste."
Putting down the Xuanhuang Mountain and River Sword, Lin Huayuan walked out of the cave and stood on the hill to look into the distance. He bowed to the disciples coming and going in the distance.
"Brother Lin."
"Brother Lin has recovered from his injuries, which is cause for celebration."
Nowadays, except for a handful of inner sect disciples, most of the disciples began to call him senior brother.
“What a wonderful practice atmosphere.”
With a smile on his face, Lin Huayuan nodded in return and turned into a stream of light, heading towards the General Affairs Hall.
It's really unpredictable. I had tried so hard to enter Juntian Pavilion, but I didn't expect to arrive at Wanxiang Mountain first.
Unlike the Juntian Pavilion which has the Juntian Key sitting in the air, the Hedao Lingbao of Wanxiang Mountain is the natal Lingbao of the Wanxiang ancestor. This Lingbao is a Wanxiang Hammer, a weapon for killing and cannot do delicate work.
This is also the difference between the holy land of Hedao of one generation and the holy land of Hedao of every generation.
In addition, since he entered Wanxiang Mountain with the help of Lin Huayuan's life force, he naturally did not need to be screened by the elders of Wanxiang Mountain. He was originally an inner disciple of Wanxiang Mountain, and it was well known that he sacrificed his life to slay the devil.
There was only one elder sitting in the General Affairs Hall. He had no smile on his face and the atmosphere in the hall seemed a bit depressing.
This elder's surname is Zhou, and he is one of the elders of Neishan.
In all major sects, starting from the late stage of refining emptiness, one generation higher than the early and middle stages of refining emptiness, and are called uncle masters.
"Uncle Zhou."
After entering the General Affairs Hall, Lin Huayuan bowed to Elder Zhou.
"The injury is recovering well."
Uncle Zhou looked Lin Huayuan up and down and nodded.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Then, Elder Zhou looked determined and stood up, his expression slightly solemn.
"Inner sect disciple Lin Huayuan, after the decision of the Inner Mountain Elders Council, the rewards for the battle of the Queshan Mine Vein are as follows."
"Disciple obeys."
Most of the Hedao holy lands are managed by the inner mountain elders as the core, and the Hedao ancestors will not waste too much time on this.
"Inner sect disciple Lin Huayuan, fearless of life and death in the Queshan Mine, killed ten demons of the Xiandu Demon Sect in a row, and defeated the Xiandu Demon Sect's Soul Flag Demon's late-stage refining virtual clone, maintaining the great reputation of our sect."
"Therefore, I grant you one sixth-order middle-grade Xuanhong Breakthrough Pill and two Gravity Principle Comprehending Pills to help you advance to the middle stage of Refining Void."
"In addition, for killing ten old demons, you will be awarded an additional 2,000 Ten Thousand Phase Contribution Points. For defeating the Soul Flag old demon clone, you will be awarded 5 million Phase Contribution Points."
Wanxiang contribution points are very different from the contribution points obtained in Juntian City before, and their value is quite high.
It can be seen from the fact that it only costs 200 contribution points to kill an old demon of Lianxu that the value is very high.
In addition to contribution points, he also directly gave elixirs for breaking through levels and comprehending rules. It was almost as if he told him to advance quickly to the middle stage of refining emptiness.
"besides."
Unexpectedly, Elder Zhou had not yet finished his message.
"In view of the fact that inner disciple Lin Huayuan has a natural talent for enlightenment in the Dao of Formation, I hereby allow you, Junior Brother Lin, to have access to the upper three floors of the Sutra Library for two years. You may not lend it to others."
After Elder Zhou finished talking about these rewards, a smile appeared on his face.
"Junior Brother Lin, you are also an elder of the sect. I don't need to say much about the sect. If the sudden enlightenment between life and death is a great fortune, there is no need to hide it."
"Wanxiang Mountain needs our generation of monks to work together and forge ahead."
(End of this chapter)