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Four hundred and twentieth chapters are missed

Chapter 422: Being remembered

Xiao Hua followed the foundation-building girl into the palace gate, and then went straight into a hall. There were many female cultivators in the hall dressed in colorful clothes, and the sound of orioles and swallows were singing. Whenever she saw Xiao Hua come in, she would point curiously. Xiao Hua had a warm smile on her face and did not avoid the eyes of others. The faint, confident gaze flashed across the faces of the girls.

Like Gan Lei Palace, the library is also in the main hall. As Xiao Hua walked, there were few female cultivators around him. Occasionally, a few of them were from the Foundation Establishment Stage! There were also a few Jindan stage monks who walked by indifferently, which made Xiao Hua respectfully avoid and respectfully salute.

After walking for another cup of tea, I actually came to a garden. The garden was very large, with all kinds of strange spiritual herbs and spiritual trees everywhere. Just in the center of the garden, a pond about ten feet tall was in my mind, and there were ripples of water in the pond, covered with lotus leaves. In the greenery, a graceful lotus stood tall in the center of the pond!

The female foundation cultivator walked to the edge of the pond and stopped, waved her hand, and the tokens of the Sect Master Ling and Xiao Hua were all thrown into the lotus.

"Ah? Could it be...is this lotus the way to the library?" Xiao Hua was stunned. This was something he had never thought about.

Sure enough, shortly after the two tokens fell into the lotus, a wave of spiritual power flashed, and the green of the entire pond began to shake, and then it boiled again. Just as the lotus leaves fluctuated up and down, the entire pond water also made a "roar" sound. From where the lotus was located to where Xiao Hua was standing, a thin, bright ripple began to appear. The ripple became larger and wider. With the sound of the pool water, the ripple finally spread the water on both sides, revealing a channel in the pond that emitted a faint green light!

"Go!" The female cultivator of foundation-building pointed her hand and ordered: "You can only walk within the passage, not fly."

"Uncle Xie, I understand!" Xiao Hua bowed and walked in. As soon as Xiao Hua stepped into the passage, he felt a cold air coming out of the pool water around him. The cold air was extremely heavy, and it made people feel like a mountain-like force was pressing from the pool water. Xiao Hua believed that if there was anything wrong, the pressure of the pool water on both sides was enough to press the ** of a foundation-building or even the Golden Pill monk into meat sauce!

"This pool of water... is probably the so-called innate water essence?" Xiao Hua's heart moved, and he thought of the origin of the water he was looking for, but then he shook his head. How rare that thing is, how could it be used by the Yulei Sect in the formation of a Xunlei Palace? Even the formation that guards the library!

In front of the passage is the lotus, which is floating on the water surface, and under the water surface is a slender rhizome! When Xiao Hua walked up to him, his divine thoughts swept over and suddenly found that the rhizome was just an illusion, and under the illusion was a thin space crack!

"Hmm? Could it be that the library is in a space?"

Sure enough, when Xiao Hua's figure fell into the crack, there was a large space in front of him. The layout in the space was similar to that of the Zhenlei Palace. There was a low-high pavilion, and several monks in the middle or late stage of the foundation building sat cross-legged near the pavilion. There was only one monk in the early stage of the foundation building holding Xiao Hua's token and the order of the sect leader in his hand, and stood not far away from Xiao Hua with a strange expression.

"You are Xiao Hua?" the monk asked faintly.

"Disciple is right!" Xiao Hua did not dare to neglect and quickly bowed and replied.

"This sect leader ordered you to go to the library of the Eight Thunder Palaces. Which of them have you been to?"

"The good teacher knows that my disciples have been to Zhenlei Palace and Ganlei Palace, and this Xunlei Palace is the third one!"

"What are you going to do in my Xunlei Palace's library?"

"Uncle Master, I want to find a proper foundation-building technique!"

"That's so simple?"

“Yes, that’s all!”

"Haha, there is an order from the Sect Master Order. You can browse the skills and secrets that are one level higher than you. As for what you see, I won't care! Go!" The monk returned the token and the Sect Master Order to Xiao Hua, pointed his hand at the pavilion behind him and said, "The flowers inside are divided into nine petals. The fewer the petals, the shallower the realm!"

"Thank you, uncle!" Xiao Hua bowed and thanked him, and went straight into the pavilion.

Sure enough, it looked like a garden inside the pavilion, but there was only one huge flower and tree. Several graceful flowers bloomed on the flower and tree. Xiao Hua swept his divine thoughts and found a flower with only one petal and two petals!

"These two flowers are probably the skills and secrets for qi refining and foundation building!" Xiao Hua walked to a flower and looked at it intently. There was indeed a strong fluctuation of spiritual power between the stamens. Xiao Hua was secretly happy and flew up. His whole body became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into the size of a bee and disappeared into the stamens!

A month later, Xiao Hua, with fatigue on his face, came out of the pavilion. The disciple on duty only swept Xiao Hua's divine thoughts and ignored him. Xiao Hua bowed to the disciple and went out from the gap where he had originally come in. This time he went out not by the original passage, but directly flew out from the lotus.

Then, Xiao Hua walked from the garden to the hall, followed his memory and found a way from the hall, and left the Xunlei Palace and flew back to the East Ridge!

Back to Dongling, he opened the closed formation. Xiao Hua couldn't check anything, but only stimulated the dry fire formation. He put himself on the cloud bed in the cave, and carefully recalled the skills he saw in Xunlei Palace! While remembering, he took out the jade slip and recorded his experience.

After ten days of hard practice, Xiao Hua opened his eyes and stared at the entrance of the cave. After a while, he became awesome. He only heard him say to himself: "It's amazing, why is this foundation-building technique different from the Qi refining technique? The Qi refining technique is the same meridian, but the foundation-building technique... seems to have several different meridians! Although not many, it is different after all."

"It would be great if I could copy it with my divine thoughts!" Xiao Hua sighed a little and put away the jade slips that recorded his own experience. However, he did not dare to do anything in the library. Since the illusion array of Taiqing Sect can leave images, I believe that the library formation also has such effects, so there is no need to backfire!

"Since it is the same meridian, the level of tempering true energy between these different techniques can be clearly seen; but different meridians cannot be compared!" Xiao Hua thought to himself: "It is really difficult to find a suitable technique among many techniques. Alas, it is no wonder that the sect leader reminded me when he gave the token!"

Then, Xiao Hua stood up again, flew to the medicine garden, spread the Buddhist consciousness, and walked to several different places. He had quietly entered the warning sign in those places. At this time, there was no abnormal movement. It was assumed that no one had entered the Dongling Medicine Garden with the lost token!

"I'm afraid I'm too worried!" Xiao Hua thought, took care of the weeds and other objects in the medicine garden, and used magic tricks to induce the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the medicine field. Then he returned to the cave, and still took the Juyuan Pill and started practicing quietly.

Let’s talk about the deep passage near the Zhenlei Palace, in a red mountain range, the end of which is a bright and bright hall. More than a dozen monks with a jade spirit were sitting leisurely. In front of these monks, there were a small jade table table. There were a few plates of spiritual fruits and a wine pot on the table table. The wine pot was not big, and it seemed that it could be drunk in just one or two bites. The monks also held a jade cup in their hands. The green spiritual wine was filled with fragrance.

These dozen monks were sitting in a circle, with a large open space in the circle. There were several graceful and charming women dancing gracefully. The beautiful sound of silk and bamboos floating from the entire hall was floating from somewhere, and the dancing woman's waist was really tempting!

The monks' attack was Zhen Qikui from Yanlei Ridge, Zhen Lei Palace. At this time, Zhen Qikui's face turned red and his eyes were slightly red. He looked around the monks and raised his glass and said, "Senior brothers, I'm not talented, I wish you a cup!"

"Haha, junior brother, although the name of your spring flower brew is vulgar, it tastes great. It is a rare spiritual wine in my country. Such spiritual objects should be tasted slowly. You raise your glasses again and again, but it is a bit indecent!" A monk in the early stage of foundation building raised his glass with a smile. While talking, he drank it happily like other monks.

Zhen Qikui drank the wine, and then came a full cup from the small wine pot and said, "Look at what Senior Brother Seventeen said, I, Yanleling, are brothers and sisters, and I accidentally got such a good wine. Isn't it just to share it with you first? Is there some spring flower wine? When you leave, no one will give me a pot!"

"Haha, it's so refreshing!" The seventeenth senior brother raised his glass and said with a smile: "My junior brother has always been so generous, otherwise I would have thought you had something to do! Come on, I respect me!"

Zhen Qikui also had a drink with a smile, but then placed the wine cup on the table and sighed: "Seventeenth Brother is wrong. I really have something to do!"

"Haha, if you have anything to do, my junior brother, just say that our senior brothers are foundation-building cultivators, and there are few things that cannot be done in the entire Yu Lei Sect!"

"What else can I do? Isn't it just that I couldn't go to the Feather Immortal Conference? Seeing others showing off their might at the Feather Immortal Conference, and... I won the favor of the fairy. I really can't get over it!" Zhen Qikui said with a dim expression.

"You wait!" Zhen Weisheng, who was sitting in the center, frowned and waved his hand to the women in the center.

"Yes!" Several women stopped dancing, bowed and retreated with a smile on their faces.

"Fourth Senior Brother, why do you let them retreat?" The seventeenth Senior Brother said strangely.

"Zhenhao, why are you so careless? Didn't the younger brother say it all? This is about the disciples of the Yuxian Conference, about the disciple named Xiao Hua. The fewer people, the better!" Zhenwei laughed.

"Xiao Hua? Is the disciple who participated in the Feather Immortal Conference? Is he... very famous?" The seventeenth senior brother asked Zhenhao with some strange questions.

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