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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千一百六十一章 小罗天法相

Red-haired skull, able to resist the allure of beauty, Lin Xuan's heart rose another level without him even realizing it.

This would greatly benefit his future cultivation.

Of course, what Lin Xuan was most concerned about now was how seriously Qin Xin had been injured.

He placed his hand on the girl’s abdomen and slowly infused his spiritual energy into her dantian. Then he circulated the energy through her meridians. After about a cup of tea's time, satisfaction spread across Lin Xuan's face.

It wasn't for nothing that he had endured so much hardship; the rampant spider venom finally subsided.

However, this was just the first step. The poison had been temporarily alleviated, but what about the injuries?

The Nine Heavens Return to Origin Pills could only ensure her safety for three days.

Once those three days were over, Qin Xin’s physical body and essence would collapse beyond salvation.

With Lin Xuan's vast experience, he was unsure of which secret technique she had used, making it impossible for him to treat the injuries effectively.

Sighing, Lin Xuan felt like a pot of boiling water on a stove—desperate.偶然 glancing down, his gaze fell upon her inviting shoulders and fair skin. His face flushed as he realized he had been so focused that he forgot about her injuries.

Indeed, Lin Xuan jumped out of the spatial vortex. In his memory, it was clear he could resist its suction; there was only one reason for this action… to save himself.

He knew the danger of a spatial vortex well, and at that moment, his eyes felt a bit sore, unsure if it was from joy or gratitude—or both.

A sense of happiness seemed to fill him, making him forget about his injuries. Originally, he had been severely injured, but now, all those concerns were cast aside.

Life and death were forgotten.

For cultivators, longevity was the most important thing, right? Perhaps, but for Lin Xuan, he hoped Qin Xin would be by his side.

Otherwise, even if there was a chance of immortality, it would be lonely without her.

Immortal I desire, dual cultivation I also desire. Who said fish and bear's paw could not both be had? Cultivation is the path that defies heaven.

But at this moment, Lin Xuan certainly didn't think about all that. He was happy to see Qin Xin alive again after thinking she was dead. Now, cradling her in his arms, he felt a small sense of happiness. He wanted to close his eyes and enjoy this rare tranquility but noticed something odd.

Not just that his clothes were disheveled; it seemed he wasn't even wearing an undergarment. His face turned red as he saw the blush spread across her cheeks, ears, and neck.

Lin Xuan, who was already feeling awkward, stammered, "Qin Xin, that… that's not what I meant. I did this to…"

Poor Lin Xuan, who had lived for over two hundred years, had seen all sorts of battles but couldn't find the words now. He was so flustered he couldn’t even speak. If he could choose, he would rather face an old monster from the Separation and Union stage; at least then, if he lost, he could run away.

But now, it seemed impossible to act like a ostrich.

Seeing himself completely naked, Qin Xin’s heart raced. However, Lin Xuan's clumsy reaction somewhat alleviated her embarrassment.

How could she not understand him? He might not be a gentleman, but he definitely had the desire and lacked the courage.

He wouldn’t dare take advantage of her.

"Brother Lin, you don't need to explain. I know; you were trying to heal my injuries."

Lin Xuan sighed in relief as he saw Qin Xin's understanding. His face brightened: "Qin Xin is right. The spider venom has spread throughout my body. To suppress it again, I had to use the Green Illusory Mystic Fire and perform a full-body massage…"

But Lin Xuan’s voice abruptly stopped. He wished he could slap himself; he should have kept his mouth shut.

This only made things worse.

Damn! Hearing him, Qin Xin's pretty face turned as red as a cooked lobster. They both fell silent, the atmosphere becoming increasingly awkward.

In the vast stone room, even a needle dropping would be audible. After about fifteen minutes of silence, it was Qin Xin who broke it.

Of course, with her intelligence, she wouldn't bring up such an embarrassing topic: "Brother Lin, I used the Lesser Luo Tian Dharmic Form. Originally, I thought I was doomed to die, even without being poisoned by the spider venom; my physical body and essence would collapse anyway. What method did you use to stabilize my injuries?"

"Nine Heavens Return to Origin Pills," Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Xin wasn't pursuing this matter further. However, his expression turned grim: "But although these pills are rare, they can only ensure safety for three days."

"Three days?"

"Yes, after those three days, even I would be helpless to save you," Lin Xuan said. "That's why we need to stabilize your injuries as quickly as possible, Qin Xin. What was the Lesser Luo Tian Dharmic Form? It must have been that technique that caused this."

Qin Xin nodded and smiled bitterly: "The Lesser Luo Tian Dharmic Form is a Daoist cultivation method. I can't explain it in detail right now, but similar techniques exist among the Buddhist sects, ancient demons, and monsters—such as the Golden Body Dharmic Form of the Buddhist sect, the Supreme Heavenly Demon Dharmic Form of the ancient demons, and the Xuan Qing Extreme Monster Dharmic Form of the monsters."

Lin Xuan nodded. He had seen detailed descriptions of such techniques in ancient texts; they were essentially virtual shadows that could be used as a second consciousness when fighting.

While the second consciousness required considerable effort to re-cultivate and might affect his divine sense, the Dharmic Form was more practical because it only consumed spiritual energy without much impact on one’s essence.

However, such secret techniques existed in all sects except the Confucian school. They were recorded in ancient texts but considered heavenly techniques that were rare even among cultivators.

He hadn’t expected to find a record of the Lesser Luo Tian Dharmic Form at the end of the Sound Wave Technique.

Youmu was truly a place full of hidden talents, with his Azure Star Sea, Nine Heavens Profound Power, and the Heavenly Array Book in the Heart Cultivation Path. Now, Qin Xin had brought up the Lesser Luo Tian Dharmic Form again.

This place might have been desolate now but could have been significant during ancient times.

Lin Xuan pondered this, but it wasn’t the time to dwell on such matters. "Qin Xin, why haven't I heard of this before?"

"Brother Lin, it's not that I deliberately concealed it; it can only be practiced and not used by an婴期 cultivator. It has no effect in battle, so I didn't mention it," Qin Xin explained with a bitter smile.

"There are techniques that can only be practiced but not used? Such a thing exists?" Lin Xuan was stunned, his expression turning strange.

"Indeed. Practicing this technique strengthens both the essence and physical body, which is beneficial. However, the Lesser Luo Tian Dharmic Form, while imitating others, is far more powerful than ordinary Dharmic Forms. When used, it manifests nine heads and eighteen arms, placing a heavy burden on an婴期 cultivator," Qin Xin's voice grew softer as her face darkened.

Lin Xuan nodded, finally understanding why Qin Xin had been so severely injured. As the saying goes, every coin has two sides; while Dharmic Forms were better for combat than second consciousnesses, each manifestation placed a burden on the practitioner’s essence.

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