Xingqi only found an old book in the old book library, "36 Herbs". This was found by Xingqi searching in the library for two days, but the book only introduced 36 folk herbs, with their shape and characteristics and medicinal properties very detailed. Yangyangsha has a book.

It has been two weeks since I already knew the prescription but couldn't find the medicine, which made Xingqi quite depressed. Lying on the bed, unable to sleep left and right, Xingqi opened the window and looked at the stars in the sky flashing freely. The sound of silkworms came, and the night was quiet. Seeing that the mother's attic light was turned off, only a few firefly lamps were left on.

He was floating in the sea, and he was floating for a long time. Xingqi felt very friendly when he came to this place without any fear or anything else. He didn't know how far he had floated. Xingqi found a bracelet floating on the sea. The bracelet was black and the work was not very fine. Xingqi reached out to pick it up.

But at this time, I found myself drifting towards the sky again, getting higher and higher. I saw the sea below, dense rivers pouring into it, flowing into the river from one end, and then I saw a huge heart beating upwards. Xingqi understood and entered the state of inward vision. The river is my own tendons and veins, and the sea is my own purple palace, and the place where my true qi flows back.

But what is the bracelet? Why is it in my purple palace? The name "Cantian" suddenly appeared in Xingqi's consciousness. He had never seen this bracelet, but another voice in his consciousness said that it was Cantian.

Imagine the bracelet and silently recite the name Cantian. It would be great if the bracelet was in my hand. A sudden idea was that the bracelet really appeared in my hand. Xingqi was shocked. Is this bracelet a magic weapon recorded by the book? It was not something that Dou Wang or Dou Emperor wanted. I actually had a magic weapon that only the artifact could be received in my body after it was bleeding and recognized.

Xingqi penetrated his soul power into the remnant sky, and entered a large space with hundreds of cubic meters. This is the mustard seed of the artifact-level mustard seed. Oh my God, Xingqi was knocked unconscious by this happy sledgehammer.

I really can't imagine that there are only a few shelves in such a large space. Recently, there are only three jade slips, three bottles, and several weapons on one shelf, a silver-gray sword, slowly glowing, a long spear, two small swords, and a few wine jars, and nothing else is gone. There are still several shelves in the distance, and Xingqi couldn't see what was placed on it, and many restrictions were placed on it. As soon as the soul power touched the first jade slip, a stream of faith came.

"Boy, you are finally here, haha, when you come, it means I am dead. Oh no, I am not dead, if you live, I am alive, alas!" The tone of vicissitudes echoed in Xingqi's mind.

"My name is Mo Tian. Don't ask about the sky in everything. Everything depends on it. The name I gave myself. Your Xuantian Sutra should reach the fourth level. Practice this technique well. This is a superb skill. You can practice the Immortal Emperor. I didn't have the opportunity to practice it. Haha, I'm going to go far. You are a fusion of my residual soul and you, so I said you are me, I am you,

Well, the soul causes a little damage when fusion, so you may be demented for a while. I guess it will only take a few years. The Xuantian Jing automatically operates in your body. Although it is slow, it will automatically repair your soul in a few years. Let me introduce myself to let you understand the glorious deeds of your previous life. You can also encourage you, I am not a person from this world, or I am not a person from this plane, I live in a world of cultivation......"

After reading the three jade slips, Xingqi finally understood why he had been demented for nine years. What made him helpless was that it was caused by himself. He also knew that the martial arts he practiced were called Xuantian Jing, which could not reach the Immortal Emperor. It should be at the level of Doudi. But he had never heard of the Immortal Emperor, but Doudi had heard of it. The technique that surpassed Doudi was definitely a martial art at the heaven level or above.

Mo Tian's cultivation career deeply inspired Xingqi's mood to yearn for the path of a strong man. He knew some of Mo Tian's major life deeds, and also knew that the mustard seed in his hand was refined by Mo Tian's sanshen after the second disaster, and was at the level of a quasi-immortal weapon.

There are also the prescriptions in Xuantian Jing that are not the prescriptions of this world, which just shows why you can’t find any herbs. These prescriptions are not all useless, but the medicinal properties and preparation techniques are all the most basic knowledge of pharmacy.

However, which pill recipes are still useful, because geographical differences will not cause too many changes in spiritual objects. What kind of medicines must grow in the same places, the same medicines, but the names and shapes are different. I am now guarding a huge wealth, but I can't use them now. This is a very depressing thing.

However, what made Xingqi happy was that there were more than a dozen jars of fine wine in the jade room, which could increase cultivation, but only three jars of low-grade spiritual wine with great medicinal power. His current cultivation level was even a small mouthful and he had to use his skills to practice. His spiritual power was too strong and he was too weak.

There is also a jade slip that is some alchemy techniques, cultivation herbs and spiritual medicines in the Xuanmu Sect of the Motian Sect. The two swords are two-grade low-grade spiritual swords, but the sword name is not, because these two swords are too trash for Mo Tian. They have been refining occasionally, so they are not named, one is light yellow and the other is light green.

The gun is called Luo Ying Gun, and it is ready to give it to his Xiao Xisun. The performance of the spiritual weapon in his mouth is no less than that of the top-grade spiritual weapon, the Luo Yan sword in the silver-gray sword, the medium-grade spiritual weapon, Mo Tian used it before. A jade bottle contains the foundation-building pill, which can only be taken by practicing to the fifth level of Xuantian Sutra, and there are also a kind of survival pill, which is a healing pill. The soul and body can be cured, as long as it is not dead, but there are only two.

There is also Ning Yuan Dan, which is a spiritual medicine that can only be used after reaching the seventh level. It can increase your cultivation and break through bottlenecks. There are seven. In the future, drink to quickly improve your cultivation without worrying about not being able to keep up with the state, because there is Mo Tian’s residual soul in his soul.

However, I don’t know how powerful my martial arts are now, because I have never practiced fighting spirit, and I don’t know how many stars I want to be a fighter now. It was almost dawn, and I actually stood in front of the window for a night without feeling any fatigue. This is the benefit of practicing.

Huhu! In an old manor, a purple-haired boy was practicing a set of boxing techniques, and each move brought a whistling sound. Xingqi made great progress during this period. The Tianxuan Sutra entered the fifth level. A light blue flame could be produced in his body. He could refine alchemy without strength, but the success rate can be said to be quite low, because he supported the flames for less than ten seconds, so it was impossible for him to succeed.

After a set of Tianshu punches, Xingqi began to practice steps again. The steps of each layer were not much different from the previous layer, but it became even more mysterious and more difficult to practice. Tianxuan Fist was the name Xingqi himself, and this Fist was also named Tianxuan Step. The roar was as fast as a rabbit, as a thin leaf breeze blowing soup, and like a tiger going down the mountain, the change of big harvest. Xingqi stopped. He was in the martial arts field and found someone coming.

Xingqi never comes to this martial arts venue, nor does he watch his own practice. It is not the influence of Mo Tian's residual soul. He is guilty of being guilty of his own sin, and he died like this in his previous life.

So now Xingqi is also very careful and doesn't even tell her mother. Every time she finishes practicing, she will go back to eat by herself, and never ask anyone to call her. Today, someone is coming to me. It is certain that my mother has something to do and she has rarely come to Laozhuang, let alone this shabby martial arts venue.
Chapter completed!