He repeatedly examined the scabbard hanging from his waist. At this moment, the little sapling called Magnolia Purpurea's aura did not seem to be abnormal at all. It was exactly like a scabbard that was flowing with mana. For most Jin Dan cultivators, the cultivation of Jindan magic items was to use Mist Spiritual Grass to soften them and then swallow them into the dantian.
However, there were also some cultivators in their clans who had inherited some container-type magic items. After refining them, they would place their own Jindan magic items into them and use the magic item to cultivate. Although the effects were not as good as directly swallowing the magic item into the stomach, every cultivator had to be busy with their own cultivation. Furthermore, the consumption of Primordial Spirit and Jindan essence in cultivating the magic item could not be excessive. Otherwise, going too far would be as bad as not going far enough and would harm the source of the magic item.
On the other hand, while the effects of the container-type magical artifacts were not as good, and they also required the consumption of some spiritual stones or the corresponding spiritual items, after a long period of accumulation, the power of the Core Core magical artifacts could be increased by quite a lot.
However, among these container-type magic items, there were good ones and bad ones. One could not judge Lu Xiaotian from a normal scabbard. After all, when the forest was big, there were all kinds of birds. There were always some cultivators who liked to swagger through the streets and hang a Dimensional Jindan magic item on their body to show off their power. Although these people were relatively rare, they were not non-existent. This was because Lu Xiaotian's behavior of hanging a scabbard was not a special case. At most, it could only be considered rare.
In comparison, compared to Wang Tuoguai's hunchbacked appearance, Lu Xiaotian was undoubtedly more able to accept the current situation.
The ground here was filled with a type of incomparably hard metal-type ore. It was impossible to escape using the Earthmeld Technique. There were restrictions not high up in the air. Originally, it was to prevent the King Camel Monster from escaping from the sky or underground. Lu Xiaotian was very familiar with the surroundings, so he naturally made use of this place. However, before he could use these measures, the King Camel Monster died in the formation.
Lu Xiaotian put away the formation and hurriedly left. Several hours later, he came to a corner of a mountain and jumped into a small river. The dozens of demon crocodiles in the vicinity seemed to have sensed the noise and swam over. However, Lu Xiaotian had already entered a crack at the bottom of the river. The crack led to a sealed space in the mountain and was extremely difficult to be discovered by other cultivators. Lu Xiaotian had discovered this place by chance while chasing a rank seven Black Blood Demon Eel in the past few months. It was an excellent hiding place. At this time, Lu Xiaotian could not immediately recover from his injuries with the Healing of Ice, so he needed to rest for a period of time to recover.
More than ten days later, Lu Xiaotian, who had changed into a green robe, reappeared at the riverside. The rank six demon crocodiles sensed the aura of a Jin Dan cultivator and fled in panic. Lu Xiaotian had a trace of a smile on his face. He originally thought that it would take a few more days for his injuries to be completely healed. He did not expect that his injuries would be so severe. After filling up the magic orb with potential again, Lu Xiaotian used the Healing of Ice a second time and his body recovered to normal. He also refined the talisman magic tool, which was the pair of broken teeth, and could use it freely. Unfortunately, he was not a blacksmith. The broken Fire Dragon Bow and Arrow could not be repaired for the time being. The Jindan magic tool that he had spent decades nurturing was destroyed just like that. If it was an ordinary Jin Dan cultivator, if the Jindan magic tool that he had nurtured for many years was damaged, he would not have a suitable magic tool. His battle prowess would immediately be greatly reduced. Lu Xiaotian also had many tricks up his sleeves. Now that he had obtained a pair of talisman magic tools, he was not in a disadvantageous situation.
However, he had been lucky this time. He might not be so lucky in the future. If he wanted to go further on the path of cultivation, he had to make preparations early. If he simply relied on his current method, he would not be able to go far.
Because of this, even if this secret place was very safe and would not be easily discovered, it was only a place for him to hide. If he only wanted to be safe, he would not have chosen to search for the Misty Hall in the first place.
Now that his vitality had been fully recovered, Lu Xiaotian naturally would not stay in the secret place. He continued to cultivate while familiarizing himself with the surrounding environment.
Most of the time, Lu Xiaotian would try his best to avoid direct contact with other cultivators and demon beasts. Until one day, several earth-shattering noises sounded one after another. Lu Xiaotian felt that the restriction above his head seemed to be trembling. This violent shaking continued for four hours. Lu Xiaotian's expression changed. To be able to create such a huge commotion, he did not know what kind of demon beast, cultivator, or Misty Hall itself had undergone a drastic change.
Lu Xiaotian was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly felt an incomparably evil aura behind him.
"Iron Corpse Scabbard!" Lu Xiaotian felt a gust of wind behind him. Without hesitation, he pulled out the Earth Splitting Blade and slashed with it.
With a loud bang, Lu Xiaotian's body flew back. An Iron Corpse Scabbard with a stiff face and cold eyes appeared in front of him.
"Brat, I didn't expect to meet you again. Let's see where you run this time." The Iron Corpse Scabbard laughed sinisterly. Once again, it pounced on Lu Xiaotian.
The strength of this Iron Corpse Scabbard seemed to be a lot weaker than the last time he met it. Of course, it was still a lot stronger than him. It was not too late to fight it if he could not escape.
The Iron Corpse Scabbard opened its mouth and spat out a fishy smell. The gray fog was mixed with the sound of some corpse insects. Lu Xiaotian frowned. He did not dare to inhale the gray fog. He quickly summoned the black and white alms bowls and wrapped them around Lu Xiaotian. The gray fog could only be isolated from the outside.
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