Tempered Immortal

That's not hard to deduce.

Lin Xuan needs to find another storage bag.

Not for Fabao, not for the refiner material that might be in it, but for the jade cartridge.

In the realm of cultivation, matrix magicians are more rare professions than alchemy, and brooms are rare. In Fang City, as long as there are crystals, some shallow alchemy can always be bought.

However, there is no single piece of information related to the law of formation, and at most there is some garbage array for sale.

For this reason, Lin Xuan has long liked it. Naturally, the opportunity will not be missed, but the other party's storage bag doesn't know where to hide...

Lin Xuan scratched his head, his eyes flashed a different color, his shoulders trembled slightly, his body flashed black, the whole person's breath became weird.

This yin and yang trick really works great.

Lin Xuan made claws with his hands, and grabbed them in the void. A dark haunted fog appeared in the sky, wrapping the remains of the two monks between them.

Lin Xuan's face showed a heavy colour, his hands pinched, he read words, and the shady air around his body drifted more than...

Shaoha, one of the skeletons flew over and stopped in front of Lin Xuan.

More black air emerged from Lin Xuan, wrapped the skull, accompanied by a terrible scream, and a wreck flew out of the skull's heavenly lid.

Lin Xuan's face showed joy, bouncing it, a black light belt rolled it back.

At this moment, Lin Xuan carries out the secrets recorded in the Genuine Devil's Book.

It is the magic of the first person to practice the magic, and the magic in it has reached an incredible level.

For example, while there is also a soul-searching technique for reading human memories in the general method of righteousness, it is also useful for living people or newly dead living spirits, and the secret method in the Gentile Scripture can read out some of the remaining memories of this person's life by means of a skeleton.

In fact, there is nothing strange about it. There are three spirits and six spirits. After death, they want to fall into the land of the underworld, but there is always a corpse on the body before they live, and they cannot leave.

The principle of this mystery is to find this wreck.

Of course, a man cannot die too long, and if a hundred years pass, the soul will dissipate itself.

Lin Xuan looked at the green light spot trapped by the haunted fog, only as big a finger, obviously lost his mind, I hope it still has the memory of his life.

Lin Xuancou read the words, release the god...

Half-sounding, Lin Xuan was all black and converged, and became upbeat. Although the remainder of the soul's memory was incomplete, it was good to find the jade cylinder Jane instead.

Lin Xuan turned his head and glanced at the mountain wall on the left. The black paint was iron stone.

This object is similar to the hardness of fine iron in the world, but it is of little use to the practitioner. However, Lin Xuan has seen from a book that iron stone also has the effect of shielding the divine sense detection. Unfortunately, it is not obvious, so it is easily ignored.

Slightly sinking, Lin Xuan emptiness grabbed, a huge blue ghost claw, ruthlessly stuck into the iron stone.

The rumbling rumbling came out. Although the object was hard, it was like tofu in front of Lin Xuan's fairy art. Soon, a big hole was drilled in the mountain wall that could not see the bottom.

Lin Xuan penetrated the divine consciousness, Xiao He, a little happiness appeared on his face, his mind moved, and the blue ghost claw flew back.

Holding the jade tube in his hand, he glanced at the big hole opened by the blue ghost claw. It was seven or eight lengths deep. He didn't know how the magicians hid it in the first place, much less what it meant to do it before the other party died.

Lin Xuan's delightful sinking of God into the jade tube Jane.

I got it!

Just looking at the opening four words Lin Xuan's face revealed a surprise. Is it...

Continue reading in a depressed mood of joy.

After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan retracted his mind, put the jade cartridge in the storage bag, and then walked forward.

Lin Xuan's mood was ecstatic, although the divine color on his face was extremely calm.

He just read more than a thousand words, all about the identity of the owner of the jade tube, originally he thought that the other party was just a regular magician, but he didn't know it was such a famous name.

Split up!

If it was placed 30 years ago, it would definitely be a name like Lei Kyung Ear for a fairy fixer in Pyongzhou...

The first of the Pyongzhou Formation Mages.

Though scattered, he was respected by the Pyongzhou Gatekeepers.

Even if something went wrong with the troika, he was asked to repair and improve it.

The array flag he made, even more extreme, was no less fragrant than Mount Psychotropic.

Matrix magicians are also superior!

Even the elders of the three giants, those bits of infancy old monsters have spoken to the Xuanxian people for life, which is enough to show how much he is valued.

Normally, the master of formation is not very high. In the cultivation of 100 art, this book is famous for its immensity. He wants to master the method of formation. Naturally, he does not have much time to cultivate. However, this person is a genius. Together, he can raise the law of formation.

He was also the only successful magician in Pyongzhou for thousands of years.

Lin Xuan's jade cylinder Jane, is what Xuan Xuan has learned in life, especially valuable, every form of formation in there has his review.

This time I found the treasure, the value of the object is no worse than the iron color of the dark.

Lin Xuan didn't make a sound, he quickly walked forward. After so long, don't let him swallow the treasure alone.

As documented on the map, Lin Xuan crossed several forks into a vast space.

With steep mountain walls on both sides, you can see it at a glance, thousands of feet tall, making it look very powerful.

And do not stand recklessly in front of a mountain wall, motionless, as if to be foolish.

When you hear footsteps, turn your head.

“Brother Mo, what's wrong?” Lin Xuan gazed at the mountain wall in front.

“This should be one of the places where the ancient monks kept their treasures, but I couldn't open it.” He shook his head recklessly, showing a hint of helplessness on his face.

“Let me see.” Lin Xuan approached, and there was a huge stone door in front of him.

Lin Xuan touched it, it was cold and cold. There was nothing unusual about it. He pushed it with his hand and the tattoo didn't move.

Lin Xuan twisted his head, thought a little, retracted his hand, fingered a light bullet, a sword gas lashed out.

The stone door flashed and a layer of blue flashed, easily spreading the sword.

Lin Xuan frowned, but was not surprised. Reaching out his hand, he exhaled and burned a pale golden pure yangdan fire in his palm.

“Brother Lin, it's useless. Before you came, I had tried all kinds of methods. This strange restraint had no effect. I don't know whether it was the ancient monks of Yuan Baby or our demonized predecessors.” Recklessly sighed, some helpless whispers.

Although they are pregnant with ghosts, they still need to work together before hunting for treasure. In these words, Lin Xuan still believes in each other, but always try.

Place the palms wrapped in the fire against the stone door.

Not yet, that strange blue light reappeared.

The light of gold and blue is interwoven...

Lin Xuan only felt a tremendous force coming from his palms.

Boom and bounce him off, Lin Xuan's body spiritual power flowed, it was not easy to dissolve it, the eyes revealed a hint of horror.

This obviously does not resemble a method of formation, but rather an ancient monk with a stone door restraint set up by the anti-Tinton.

What's even weirder is that millions of years later, it's still in perfect condition.

Instead, it can be broken with brute force, but at least it requires a later fix of the condenser to be promising.

Even if you join forces with the demon cultivator, it will take months.

Lin Xuan did not want to delay. He did not know what the situation of Tian Xiaojian was today. If he were to hang up, he would be dead. If Fu Dasheng were to die, he would be fine to return here, even bring the great demon here. Don't talk about treasure hunting at that time, I'm afraid he won't even be able to drink soup.

With that in mind, Lin Xuan's face couldn't help but look terrible.

And that's when he noticed some weird little words next to the stone gate.

The font is not very large. It would be hard to spot if you weren't careful.

Lin Xuan made up the past.

Don't be reckless, but he came around with joy, but then he revealed a confusion: “What is this, not our demonic language, I don't know. ”

Lin Xuan did not speak, still carefully identified, the expression on his face was suddenly worried and happy.

“What, does Brother Lin know? ”

“Barely knows one or two.” Lin Xuan raised his head slightly.

In ancient times, human beings were a very isolated word. Today, one can say that none of them is known. However, by chance, Lin Xuan is a young master of Psychotropic Mountain and enjoys exposition of Dan books.

Some of these ancient fantasies are written in this language.

Lin Xuan dared not say full knowledge, but he can also read this writing in general.

“Brother Lin is such a genius, how about finding a way to break these excuses? ”

“Simply, the blood of a Shape-shaped demon tribe and a human monk over the coagulant phase is needed.” Lin Xuan smiled and said.

“Shape-shaped?” Don't be reckless and frown: “For reasons of racial peculiarity, I can become a human being by virtue of the third order, but technically, it is not a real period of transformation, I don't know whether or not to.” Don't be reckless with your eyebrows, some worried to say.

“I don't know, but what can I do now? I have to treat the dead horse as a living horse doctor. Do you really want to find the demon race in its first form? ”

“Brother Lin said well, may God have mercy! ”

Don't hesitate to say this, but brush the nails of your right hand, like a claw, and the blood of your big strand immediately came out.

“Brother Lin, is that enough? ”

“Not so much, just one drop.” Lin Xuan's mouth revealed a hint of sarcasm, his sleeve gown blew and a ray of green light wrapped each other's blood and pulled it back.

“Ah?” he said recklessly, hurrying from his arms a spiritual character, affixed to his left arm, the wound healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Lin Xuan also took a drop of his own blood and looked at the stone gate in front of him. His face was full of heavy colors. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)