Tempered Immortal

“Thanks.” Lin Xuan hugged her fist and walked down the stairs without hesitation.

Looking at Lin Xuan's background gradually transported away, Huang Crane scattered a glimmer in his eyes, with a smile hanging from the corner of his mouth. The kid came to the store unreasonably fussy, would he really point him out?

That waist medal is true, but I want to see the trade fair of the Brothers of the Gedan period. It's not that easy. Let him suffer a little bit, it's also a bad breath for himself.

Besides, Lin Xuan, after leaving "Baihua Tang”, played with the sandalwood waist card in his hand, his face also showed a hint of fun.

With his capital, you can't see that Huang Crane scattered his heart. I'm afraid it's not that easy to travel.

However, Lin Xuan had no choice, and this Vientiane grass was a must for him.

In fact, Lin Xuan deliberately planned this together in Baihua Tang.

After spending so much time in Fang Shi, I didn't see a master of the coagulation period. The store bought the most excellent appliances, and the medicines were similar.

So Lin Xuan began to speculate that maybe there is a more advanced deal that will be dedicated to more than Gedan experts, and the Vientiane grass that he needs may only be there.

But how can I participate?

What is most lacking in this unfamiliar part of life is intelligence, and Lin Xuan estimates that only those large stores may have such information.

So he picked Baihua Hall and took advantage of the excitement to succeed in getting what he needed.

Looking at the waist medal in his hand, Lin Xuanli sighed and followed the point of the yellow crane scattering, heading deep into the valley.

Soon after, he went out of Fangcheng City, the scenery was quite shattered, the ground was filled with dead leaves, how many high weeds one person had grown, compared to the immortal Fangcheng City, it was like two worlds.

However, Lin Xuan did not hesitate to continue to move forward just a little bit.

About half an hour later, Lin Xuan arrived at the end of the valley, with cliffs on both sides and no roads left.

Lin Xuan took out his waist card, looked upside down, and then walked more than 20 meters along the foot of the mountain like a left, coming in front of a bare, steep mountain wall.

The mountain wall looked blind and had no distinction whatsoever.

Lin Xuan, however, did not hesitate to reach out and press his hand against the mountain wall.

Spiritual power flows through the body and a light blue light shines on the palm of the hand.

Lesser hectares, Lin Xuan retracted his hand, and after the mountain wall made a huge burst of noise, he revealed a hole that was so tall for one person.

The hole was so deep, Lin Xuan released his mind, but it seemed like he touched some kind of restraint, and he bounced back.

Lin Xuan frowned, but then it was like finding something and his expression returned to normal.

The broken footsteps went into her ears, and a 278-year-old girl came out of it.

Although the young woman is not a worldly beauty, she is also quite colorful, eyebrows look at each other, with a tempting style, but the repair is normal and tight, the fifth floor of the period of inspiration.

She gazed at Lin Xuan and looked clearly at the juvenile foundation in front of her. After the initial repair, the first reaction was not respectful, but rather quite unexpected and merciful.

Though this expression passed away in a flash, Lin Xuan saw it without a trace.

Then she lowered her head and said with a slight melancholy voice: “Since Zhang Xiaohui, the elder can find this place, there must be a letter, can you show it to the concubine? ”

“Credits? ”

Lin Xuan stunned and scratched his head, showing a slight confusion on his face. He seemed a little overwhelmed.

“It's a waist tag with a map engraved here. ”

“Oh!" Lin Xuan finally handed the waist medal to the lady after an awkward stroke on her like a sudden enlightenment.

The young woman's mouth was slightly upward, accidentally revealed a slight mockery, took the waist card, and ignored the object: “It turns out that Huang Crane scattered recommended the seniors to come here, please follow me. ”

After that, the woman turned around and gently moved her Lotus steps and walked forward as she swayed.

“Oh!" Lin Xuan responded, hurrying to the back. However, by accident, his eyes glanced at the stone wall in the upper left corner.

“Looks like this guy has no problem either. ”

In a large stone room, sitting with six monks in yellow robes, they were all about thirty or forty years old in appearance, but they were remarkable in repair, they were all on the five or six floors of the foundation period, two of which, moreover, stepped into the false dan.

In addition to their high power, they also share the common characteristic that they are old and clever.

These six are the best of the second-generation celestial disciples.

I feel that several teachers and younger brothers only know the practice of closing the door. I don't know anything about the doorman. The real dead wood eats a meal, has a wisdom, and focuses on several outstanding people in the second generation of disciples to cultivate. The demands on them are not only cultivation, but also worldly.

In the future, after Ning Tianyu inherited power, these disciples can become his right arm, helping him to handle some of the doorman's chores, so as not to let his brother step back into his own dust, because the common affairs could not be practiced quietly, crossed his arms with the loss of knots, and finally strangled his wrist.

At this time, in front of the six people, there was a huge light sphere, and the light sphere was clearly showing Lin Xuan walking with the young woman.

“Brother is right, this kid should be fine. Although it's not easy to build a foundation at his age, looking at him like he's retarded, he's definitely not a sectarian traitor.” An analysis of a yellow-faced monk shaking his head.

“I just don't understand why it is necessary to allow some of the foundational monks to participate in trade fairs that can only be attended by Brothers during the Ming Ge Dan period, and take on so much more than just plain white.” Sitting at the end, a white-colored, youngest monk frowned.

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