Xian Ni: The God of Killing Returns, Marries Li Muwan at the Beginning

"If you want to investigate, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"You have just awakened. Although your cultivation has made a breakthrough, your foundation needs to be solidified. There is a bamboo forest next to the spring in the back mountain. The spiritual energy is strongest in the morning. You can go there to meditate. It will be more beneficial than cultivating in the hall."

Lin Che nodded in agreement, stood up, and cupped his hands in greeting: "Thank you for your guidance, Brother Qinglin. I will go and take a look at the back mountain first."

Qinglin smiled and waved, saying, "Go ahead. If you encounter any trouble, just use your spiritual power to send a message. By the way, there's a breathing technique I carved years ago on the stone platform next to the spring. If you find it useful, you can practice it."

Lin Che responded and turned to leave the palace. The rain and mist outside the palace were still thick, clinging to his clothes and bringing a touch of coolness.

Walking up the stone steps to the back of the mountain, I picked a ripe red fruit as I passed the fruit tree Qinglin had mentioned.

He took a bite, and the sweet juice spread in his mouth, reminding him of the fragrance of blue flower petals that Qinglin had mentioned earlier.

Perhaps, finding the whereabouts of that spiritual plant will fill the void of these decades.

Holding the fruit, Lin Che continued walking towards the spring in the back mountain.

Raindrops fell on the bamboo leaves, making a rustling sound, which, mixed with the faint sound of a spring in the distance, added a touch of tranquility to this fairyland of rain.

Lin Che took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his doubts. The most important thing right now was to stabilize his cultivation. Once his foundation was solid, he would then go and find the mysterious person who had protected him for ten years.

The morning mist in the Rain Fairy Realm has been drifting for three years.

Lin Che gets up before dawn every day and walks up the dew-covered stone steps to the back mountain.

He had already trodden a path through the bamboo grove beside the spring. Dewdrops from the bamboo leaves fell into his collar, and a cool sensation spread down his spine, just enough to dispel the stiffness he felt while meditating.

Lin Che sat cross-legged on the stone platform inscribed with breathing techniques by Qing Lin, his fingertips forming hand seals, guiding the spiritual energy of the mountains to flow along his meridians.

At first, the circulation of spiritual energy was somewhat clumsy, but with daily practice, the immortal essence within his body, which had been stagnant due to severe injury, gradually became abundant like a spring of fresh water.

The spiritual energy condensed from his fingertips was no longer impure as before, but clear as a stream after rain, and could cause the surrounding bamboo leaves to tremble gently with a wave of his hand.

Looking at his reflection in the spring, Lin Che noticed that the weariness between his brows had faded considerably, and he was surprised to realize that this year of cultivation was even more effective than three years of secluded arduous training in the past.

Time flies, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Lin Che remained in the bamboo forest, but now he had mastered the breathing technique left by Qing Lin. His spiritual energy swirled around him, forming a faint cocoon of light. Snowflakes falling on the cocoon turned into water vapor, and not even a trace of coldness could penetrate it.

Just as he was pondering, a surge of spiritual energy suddenly came from afar. Lin Che looked up and saw Qing Lin walking towards him through the rain and mist, her azure eyes filled with a smile: "Judging from the spiritual energy flowing around you, you must have fully recovered?"

Lin Che cupped his hands and nodded, his tone more relaxed: "Thanks to Brother Qinglin's guidance and the peace and quiet of these three years, not only have my injuries fully recovered, but my cultivation has also become much more solid than before."

Qinglin smiled and nodded, then handed over a jade slip: "This is a compilation of information about the cultivation world in recent years. Now that you have recovered, you may find it useful."

Lin Che took the jade slip handed to him, slowly stood up and said, "Brother Qinglin, since that's the case, then you should come back to Vermilion Bird Star with me. It's just the right time; Qing Shuang must miss you terribly after not seeing you for hundreds of years." Mentioning his daughter, Immortal Emperor Qinglin smiled bitterly, but finally agreed. After all, so many years had passed, and he didn't know how his daughter was doing.

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The original Blue Star has been renamed Vermilion Bird Star, and the rules here are arranged according to the rules of Vermilion Bird Star. Similarly, Vermilion Bird Star has become the only level nine cultivation country in the entire Cultivation Alliance star field.

The cultivators here have obtained unimaginable resources, and even the original native inhabitants consider themselves part of the Vermilion Bird Star.

Deep within the bamboo forest on the back mountain, there stands a classical pavilion. Through the window inside, one can see the figure of a woman sitting upright, with a guzheng (a traditional Chinese zither) in front of her.

"My husband has been away beyond the border for decades. I wonder how he is doing now."

Li Muwan bit her lower lip lightly with her pearly teeth, placed her hands on the guzheng strings, and looked at the sky as blue as the sea with a myriad of thoughts in her mind.

"Don't worry, Mistress. Master's strength has reached the Void Realm, and my soul blood is still in his body. If something happens to Master, I will definitely suffer a backlash and my cultivation will drop drastically."

Reggie, the progenitor of the troll race, slowly walked out and bowed to Li Muwan in the pavilion. "Moreover, the master's strength is terrifying, and he has even proven his Dao through slaughter. Those powerful beings from outside the realm cannot do anything to him."

Li Muwan exhaled warm breath, her slender hands tidying the strands of hair beside her ear, and said softly, "Of course I know my husband's strength, but not long ago I suddenly felt a pang of heartache, as if something had happened."

In recent days, Li Muwan has made great progress in alchemy. In just a few years, she has reached the ninth-grade alchemist level and her cultivation level has reached the early stage of Shattered Nirvana.

In addition, her alchemy skills are unparalleled in the entire cultivation world. Even cultivators of the same level would bow respectfully upon learning of her identity as a 12th-grade alchemist.

After all, 12th-grade pills are considered divine, and even third-step powerhouses care about them quite a bit. After all, at this level, it takes hundreds or thousands of years to break through a small realm.

If one has the help of elixirs during this period, then one can naturally increase the speed of cultivation and strive to break through to a higher level of cultivation.

Reggie sat in a chair and personally poured a cup of tea for his mistress, Li Muwan, and said softly, "Mistress, don't worry too much. Master's strength is undeniable. Even if there are many powerful figures outside the realm, there are only a handful who can be his match."

Li Muwan pursed her thin lips, gazing at the guzheng in front of her, a feeling she couldn't quite describe welling up inside her.

After a long pause, he slowly spoke, "Senior Reggie, where are my brothers?"

Reggie shrugged and replied, "Li Qiqing has become the leader of the Cultivation Alliance. Since Long Panzi was killed, the Cultivation Alliance star field has been entirely under the control of our Vermilion Bird Star."

"Master's master, True Man Huanglong, is in charge of managing the Vermilion Bird Holy Sect, while the identity of the alliance leader is controlled by Li Qiqing. Although his cultivation level has not yet reached that level, with Master's identity, even if those guys want to say something, they don't have the right to."

Reggie answered with a calm expression.

Hearing Reggie's words, Li Muwan finally breathed a sigh of relief. After all, her biggest worry was her husband, Lin Che, and her brother, Li Qiqing. (End of Chapter)