But what surprised Xiao Lin was that the spiritual energy in this cave was so rich and frightening. Since Xiao Lin started cultivating immortality, he had never practiced in a place with such rich spiritual energy. Xiao Lin even had the urge to stay in seclusion here for a hundred years.

"This is Ziwu Qiankun Cave. Below is a high-level spiritual vein, and the flames in the fire cave are the Earthly Divine Flame that comes from the center of the earth. I think you have heard of this Earthly Divine Flame, but it is

One of the ten major flames in the mortal world, as for the bottom of the cold cave, there is an extremely rare Taiyin mysterious vein. The Taiyin energy released is an excellent help for you to practice Taixu Ziwu Divine Light. You are here

This practice will certainly help you get twice the result with half the effort."

After a pause, the middle-aged scribe continued: "Twenty years later, I will come again. If you have not mastered this spiritual art, don't blame me for turning against you."

After saying that, the middle-aged scribe waved his sleeves and his figure disappeared without a trace.

A look of horror appeared on Xiao Lin's face. The reason why the middle-aged scribe disappeared was not because he had cast any secret technique. Instead, he tore the void directly and teleported away. And he could do it so lightly, which was enough to make people laugh.

He understands how terrifying the cultivator is.

Xiao Lin walked into the cave and sat down between the fire cave and the ice cave. To be honest, Xiao Lin was a little depressed at the moment. Although he had acquired a spiritual skill, it was a secret skill passed down from the spiritual world.

The power of any spiritual art is terrifying, and it is also a treasure that countless cultivators dream of.

But it was a bit baffling for him to obtain this treasure. He didn't even know what the blood-red crystal was that the middle-aged scribe had forced him to swallow.
Chapter completed!