Tempered Immortal

Chapter 29133 Rest and recuperation

Three months later.

Lin Xuan stopped in front of a volatile mountain range.

In front of him is a lush hill, no more than a thousand yards tall, in different shapes, but not very steep and dangerous.

Lin Xuan released the divine knowledge and soon had a satisfactory harvest, and then flew all over the blue to the depth of the mountain range.

When he stopped again, the aura around him was significantly more than a few times denser than it had just been.

At the bottom of this mountain range, there is a spiritual vein that twists and turns, extends like a distance, the quality is not so excellent, but it is alright, the range is about a hundred miles, of course, the further away from the spring eye, the more thin the spiritual energy naturally becomes.

Mountains like this, on the lost interface, are countless, saying more like cow hair is a little too much, but it's also easy to find a place.

Originally Lin Xuan wanted to choose a floodplain Ozawa as a hiding place, but after careful reflection, he felt that such behavior was actually very stupid.

The logic of thinking that you have provoked great enemies and want to find a remote place to avoid harm is actually very easy to guess.

Since he presumed he might do so, would he go to Flood Ozawa to find out about himself?

Though there are many places like this, the other party's power is also different, but what if his blind cat ran into him like a dead rat, then there is no place to cry?

So, by weighing the pros and cons, Lin Xuan did not deliberately choose those floods, but chose such a seemingly ordinary place.

Yeah, mediocre.

As the saying goes, the more hidden in the city, the more hidden you are in places that seem to be everywhere, the harder it is to find each other.

This time the enemy, powerful, needs to look up to himself, but Lin Xuan still has that kind of certainty if it is just a fight.

In short, he made his own choice, then, there was nothing to hesitate about, Lin Xuan's sleeve robe dashed, the light shone, a silver swordfish swam out, Lin Xuan familiar road, almost without the power to blow ashes, opened a cave, the chosen place, is also hidden to the extreme.

The stream flows down from the top of the mountain, meets the steep mountain, the opportunity coincidentally, or coincidentally takes the heavenly craftsmanship to form a waterfall, Lin Xuan chose the cave, the entrance is behind that waterfall.

Even without the cover-up, it is easy for a monk to pass by and ignore the past by accident.

But just that, nature is not enough to make Lin Xuan feel safe.

The cave was opened up. Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction. He reached out and took out several sets of banners.

In Scorpion Mountain, Lin Xuan's forbidden formations were destroyed by the enemy, and the array apparatus was naturally destroyed. Good for Lin Xuan's family, there are many alternatives in the storage bag.

It took half an hour of kung fu, and it was all done.

Lin Xuan then entered the cave.

The cave is not very big, but the living room, the training room, the pharmacy, the bedroom are all lacking, Lin Xuan's things to do are not over, the saying is that the cunning rabbit three caves, the last time, his incarnation can escape smoothly, the key is to prepare himself perfectly beforehand.

Transfer Array!

It's common in the fairy world, but when you meet a strong enemy, something is faster and faster than using it to escape.

Last time, Lin Xuan certainly had no reason to abandon such a treasure. Anyway, it was not too difficult for him to arrange a transfer array in the area. At best, it was just a little hard work. The materials needed to arrange the array were sufficient in his storage bag, which is the rich benefit of home.

Afterwards, Lin Xuan took several days of kung fu and arranged a transmission array.

As for the other end of the transmission, the location he chose was also ingenious, it was in an underground cave, hidden enough, anyway, Lin Xuan felt it was impossible to be discovered by others.

After doing all this, Lin Xuan was in a relaxed mood. Even if the strong enemy could come to the door, he had absolute certainty that he could easily escape. At last, there was no worries behind him.

Lin Xuan chose to open a cave here to avoid harm, but of course he would not do anything foolish.

In fact, Lin Xuan has a lot of work to do.

The first is naturally rest or rest and recuperation.

In Scorpion Mountain, Lin Xuan won the battle with the old monster. He wiped out the other party with a five-dragon seal and broke out his soul. However, the turning of the process is difficult to say, and it can be said that it was the toughest battle since he entered the immortal world.

Because the fight was too intense, several times, Lin Xuan's powers were nearly exhausted and he had to drink 10,000 years of milk.

And spirits like Ten Thousand Years of Milk can actually instantly restore magic in a short period of time, but magic is something like magic, or is it the potion that says breeding can breed.

Although it can be restored, after all, it is not the right path. The hidden dangers left behind are not small. The true yuan in Lin Xuan's body has lost a lot.

You know, it's his natural energy, and even if the boundary falls, it's not impossible.

So, all Lin Xuan needs to do now is rest and recuperation, make up for the loss of real yuan, and the hidden danger must be eliminated. Lin Xuan doesn't want to someday, the boundary somehow falls.

Good thing it's not hard here, it's just taking some time.

Lin Xuan is not an ordinary fairy fixer. There are countless magic potions in his hands. Naturally, this process can be greatly shortened.

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So in the next time, Lin Xuan just took the medicine and sat down. Of course, he was not studying, but just replenishing the real element of body loss.

Twenty years later, the real yuan is more lost than I thought. Anything is good and bad. It seems that drinking tens of thousands of years of milk in the future cannot be too unscrupulous.

And it turns out that Lin Xuan really chose the right place this time. Twenty years, for a monk, it was just a swing, but at the lost interface, a lot of important things have happened in the past two decades.

Among the most influential, there are no more than the Dark King of the Dark of the Dark, and a large number of ghosts and spirits have suddenly flowed into the territory of people, demons and demons. No one can say clearly what they are going to do.

Over time, however, there has been some implicit news, but it is also difficult to tell from the middle, which is true and which is false.

The whole lost interface, the dark tide surged, but Lin Xuan was here to study, but it was like a world of peaches. Although occasionally, there were monks passing by, no one noticed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)