Tempered Immortal

In the face of so many masters, Lin Xuan lowered his head slightly, which was the Tian Xiao Jian, who jumped away. At this time, he also changed his smile, and the two silently came to a remote corner.

Lin Xuan's consciousness, though astonishing, naturally did not dare to make it again at this moment, only to quietly measure the surrounding scene with his eyes.

Soon, a familiar figure fell into the curtain.

Xu Han!

A foundation fixer who qualifies with them.

He was still wearing an equatorial robe, coming a little earlier than them, and the righteous gods stood behind a clouded monk, but the two were unlike the disciples, quite similar in appearance, perhaps due to blood ties.

There's nothing strange about that. In Pyongzhou, the Hujin family, they're not tired of being good at coagulation.

By chance, Xu Han also happened to be looking forward to it. The eyes of the two people were in contact, and Xu Han's hostility was revealed without taboo.

Lin Xuan moved in his heart and turned his head if nothing happened.

After waiting for another fragrance, a new monk entered the palace, all the best in the cottage period, but neither side of the demon.

Time continues to pass, yet everyone has no expression of impatience. After all, it is the fairy practitioner who practises the art of heart support. There is still patience.

Shh, a little heavy noise came into my ear, but the door on the other side of the hall was opened and I walked in from the outside to an old man in a yellow robe with white hair.

The other monks turned their heads and a few people had a slightly respectful look on their faces.

The old man looks ordinary, but he has reached the realm of false babies. It is the Heavenly Eye who is now in charge of the real dead wood.

True Deadwood came to the front of the hall and smiled and punched the crowd: “Welcome to Tianjinshan. Next, please take out what you want to exchange. ”

“Well said, well said. ”

Other gedan masters smiled back, but no one did it, for no reason. The purpose of everyone's trip was mainly something unique to Tianmeshan. Otherwise, the trade of the Gedan Brothers would be everywhere. Why come all the way to this remote place?

In this regard, Mazumi Deadwood also knew that it was just a polite word. After a slight indulgence, he opened his mouth: “Since you gentlemen are humble, why don't you let the old man throw a brick to guide the jade? ”

“Real people are welcome. ”

Lin Xuan's attention also focused on the front, although he knew that these high-ranking monks next to him, one of whom was sure to be in good health, had no outstanding use other than to refine condensate Shendan, so long as no one deliberately looked for it and competed with himself, he should be able to take it off.

The audience had no objection. As soon as the living dead wood robe was blown, there were three extra boxes in front of them, each held by a layer of blue light, suspended in the middle of the sky.

Magnificent and stunning, but the one here is not knowledgeable, and no one is showing off.

Deadwood real people bounce, a white light flies out, the box lid opens, but the flying out is a spiritual character, the compact is half the size of a slap, the blue light flashes, the hidden gold text on it, if hidden, is quite remarkable.

Ever since he was a low-order monk of the Spiritual Period, Lin Xuan and Fu Xuan have been confused. This seal of spells is very useful for treasures that can be instantaneous in battle.

However, the spirit character in front of you is obviously very different from what you have used before. Is it...

Until the mind had turned around, the real dead wood man suffocated: “This is a ground-class intermediate-class charm made by the faction...”

It is definitely a hierarchy, Lin Xuan concentrates to listen to God, however, the other monks around him mostly show disappointment. Although unlike the hierarchy, the hierarchy spirits are rarely bought in Fang City, but for the Gedan period monks, it is not very rare, and there are naturally not many interested people. “

True Deadwood took everyone's expressions away, but there was no dissatisfaction on his face. He continued to smile and explain: “Though the sect is in the northern frontier, the gods cannot compare with all of you, but with the art, it is also quite knowledgeable. This symbol seals the sect's intermediate magic, ‘instantaneous'. ”

“For a thousand miles? ”

Shiston, originally lacking in pleasure, was shrugged in emotion. The words of the dead wood real man were of course kind words. Although there are no former infantile monks today, Daoist is not very small. Especially the magic technique used by the enemy when fleeing, is even more magical. Of course, it is a little exaggerated in an instant, but if the realm is not much higher than the other party's, or if you practice special methods, this instant is a thousand miles of spellwork to be carried out, trying to cut it off, it is really very difficult.

For thousands of years, I don't know how many people have thought about stealing.

However, the ways of celestial sects are different. Although they are not like ghost gods with the obstacle of Yin spiritual power, their minds talk about entering the world. This is completely different from the general secret of the entrance to the mind and the secret of not being disturbed by the world. It can even be said that it is contrary to and out of place.

In other words, even if one gets the quintessential trick, one cannot learn the secret.

However, the spiritual character in front of you is different, and the instant spell has been sealed and can be easily driven with a little infusion of spiritual power.

While it cannot be said that this treasure leads to an extra life, the chances of being able to retreat from it will increase considerably, at least in danger.

A lot of people have rubbed their hands in friction.

“Who made this spiritual charm?” A black robe monk swallowed his mouth and suddenly asked.

Everyone's expression of concern is also revealed. This Taoist friend is really intelligent. You know, the same spell, performed by different people, the power is also very different.

“It was made by my husband himself.” Deadwood humans smiled and held the spirit charm in their hands: “Are there any friends interested? Only 2,000 crystals are needed.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)