Tempered Immortal

“This...” Taoist stretched his hand and touched his beard, and his face hesitated.

I was not sure, the fog suddenly poured in front of me and a passage appeared.

“Now that the two brothers are here, please sit outside the cave. ”

Coincidentally, Lin Xuan just succeeded in refining the treasure this morning. After more than half a year of hard work, he finally got what he wanted.

However, he was also tired enough that he was sitting in the cave to recover his powers and received news from the moon.

Lin Xuan opened the ban, and the middle-aged schoolboy looked at the Taoist, his sleeves floated, and he walked in without hesitation.

……

Three days later, a gray-covered bright light flew in the fallen area at an extremely fast speed. This light gas was restrained and the colour was not eye-catching. Obviously, the master carried out some illusions on it in order not to attract attention.

Suddenly the light converged and landed in a canyon, and the shadows of three hazy people appeared.

Two young girls of good age and a young man of ordinary appearance.

Lin Xuan turned around and weighed around, this is the right place.

After a chill with the two brothers that day, they brought Tongyu's true mantra and asked Lin Xuan to leave immediately and return to the Psychotropic Mountains.

This was also unexpected, Lin Xuan happily accepted.

Having gained a lot of benefits in the fallen area and many enemies, it is time to go back to a safer place.

Of course, Lin Xuan does not intend to go alone.

There are too many shady spirits here. If Lu Ying-er and Liu Xi make a mistake, aren't their hearts and minds flowing a while ago?

Lin Xuan wanted to take the two women together.

Two low-ranking disciples from the district, middle-aged scholars and Taoists naturally won't say much, and Lin Xuan left after practicing.

Neither woman disappointed him. Not only did the division management be well organized during the majority of the year, but it also grew a lot. With the help of Young Master Ling Yao, Lu Yinger's foundation was successfully built, which was the culmination of Liu Xi's cultivation of the spiritual period.

However, for Lin Xuan, the nuns are still too low, and there are many inconveniences to acting together.

For example, the light is too slow.

But Lin Xuan couldn't help but take the two women for a ride or let them go easily.

But I'm afraid that would force us to break through the shadow blockade.

Fortunately, Lin Xuan knew from the two elders that there was another simple way to get out of the fallen zone.

The Jubao Tower recently discovered an ancient transfer formation in a hidden place.

Speaking of this Jubao Building in Pyongzhou is also a well-known force, it is the second largest commercial alliance after the seven days. Since the seven days of the outbreak of the frivolous relationship with the shadow, it has been disgraced by the old customers, and Jubao House has had the opportunity to crowd out its opponents and become the first real trade alliance.

Their business was spread throughout Pyongzhou, and they didn't even let the fallen areas go. They said that the monks who came here to hunt for treasure, found useless items, and they bought 80 percent of them.

And the transmission array is safe and fast, and it's even more lucrative.

Of course, the exact location must be kept confidential.

However, as long as you stay here, you will naturally be picked up by the people of the pavilion at the scheduled time.

Lin Xuan recalled the information he had received from the two elders and chose a clean spot for his expression. He sat down on his knees.

The two women looked at him and stood beside him with no words.

Time passes slowly and the surrounding area is quiet, which is already a deserted place without smoke.

About a little over an hour later.

Lin Xuan opened his eyes as if he sensed something. Lu Ying-er and Liu Xi saw each other and quietly released his consciousness. But nothing was found. He had to vomit his tongue.

Lin Xuan revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth: “Two maids, you're not even close. ”

Lu Ying-er blushed: “Young master, Xiao Xiao will try. ”

A little while later, two lights appeared above the sky, one blue and one red, but the color was also darker, belonging to the kind that did not attract attention.

After the light fell, it was a pair of double repair couples, the appearance was very ordinary, and the repair was just about the middle of the foundation.

Lin Xuan looked at the two people and closed his eyes again. Apparently, they were not the guiding messengers of Jubao Tower, but rather the modifiers who wanted to return to a safe place like themselves.

The couple saw someone come earlier than them, obviously stunned for a moment, and then sensed Lin Xuandan period repair, and the face changed dramatically.

Horrible, busy like Lin Xuan went for a while and quickly sat on the other side.

Over the next half of the day, dozens of monks arrived, of all kinds, alone and accompanied by 35% groups.

There are not many of them, including Lin Xuan, there are only four people, but the others are also in the middle and late stages of foundation building, in other words, the two women next to Lin Xuan, can be said to be mattresses.

Especially the girl Liu Xi, the peak of the spiritual period, at her age, is also quite elusive among the lower disciples, but it is really quite eye-catching to put here.

But no one dares to make any bad ideas about the two women, and the teenagers around them are great experts.

Everyone knew each other, gathered together in secret whispers, and had difficulty in interacting. Just like Lin Xuan, the time to wait was a little longer, but everyone was a fairy cultivator. Patience is nothing.

After a while, the scent suddenly floated like musk.

Lin Xuan shocked, reached out and laid a small restraint, protecting himself and the two women. The other fixers were also busy and messy. This is an extraordinary time, and stayed in an extraordinary place. God knows what the danger will be.

Despite the fact that neither the shadow nor the monks were good at poison, protective restraints appeared as springboards after rain.

Soon, however, people discovered that it was futile, a scent that had no refreshing effect, but was by no means poison.

“What is this thing? ”

“Is it Musk Fairy? ”

“Phew, musk fairies are born with a strange scent. Could it be this demonic smell in them? ”

“Shh, Blackie, I advise you to be careful, I often say that all troubles are caused by more talk, all the evils are caused by strong, this scent is a bit odd, but it is quite remarkable, don't cause any trouble to the opponent because of these sentences. ”

“Oh, Brother Huang is kind, but I am not afraid for three days, no hooks, it is a scattered cultivation, other gods do not dare to exaggerate, but even if my mouth offends people, can't beat me to run? ”

Lin Xuan opened his eyes. The man who spoke was a skinny middle-aged man who was about ten years away from him. He looked ugly, dark and not slippery in the autumn. But a smile appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. Turns out he was the famous Black Lao San!

Speaking of this person, he is quite famous in the fairy world in Pyongzhou, but not because of the repair, he is only building the foundation later.

It is well known that the life expectancy of the cultivators is much higher than that of ordinary people. The so-called elderly, living in centuries of age, combined with the baptism of the weak and predatory environment, all of them are harsh, and speaking is even slippery.

Yet this black bastard is famous for speaking up!

Not to say that this guy is an honest good guy, but the rectum can't help but say what it sees, because this quick mouth doesn't know how many masters it offends.

But the monk of the same order, it goes without saying that the cloud-in-the-clock fairy also took him. This man is proficient in civil trickery, but the ability to fight and escape is equal.

No wonder he's not ashamed to be here.

Yet the voice fell and suddenly a pink lightning bolt struck out of the sky.

There is no mistake, it is indeed pink, Lin Xuan also had to choose his eyebrows, and with the breadth of his hearing, this strange magic is still witnessed.

The Black Lady was equally surprised, but this guy had so many enemies, so the reaction was not just quick, his body flashed yellow, he had to perform earthwork.

But it didn't work!

Soft dirt should have instantly become as fine as iron. Blackie's face suddenly grew pale. He knew that he had gotten into a great deal of trouble. The other party put a ban on this hilltop without his knowledge.

“Senior, forgive me...”

That pink bolt of lightning has fallen.

Yet something even weirder happened, and the Black Lady didn't turn into coke, but the bones were melted, yes, the bones melted, but the flesh was intact.

Without bone support, the whole body turns into a piece of mud, more or less immortal.

This virulent and evil work of magic shook the whole field, and many monks trembled in horror.

Before the other person showed up, the noise was amazing, and the strange aroma became more intense, and finally, a little pink appeared in the sky.

More and more, it's a pink cloud the size of an acre, and it's such a big flag drum in the fallen area. This guy, he's such a bold guy.

Lin Xuan frowned and then recovered his appearance. There was no surprise.

Lu Yinger and Liu Xi were shocked, but seeing the young master's calm expression slowly calmed down.

The other monks, however, were different, whether they had just whispered or sat on their knees, stood up and looked down into the sky.

The cloud was so fast that it started far away that it floated in front of him for a moment or three, but he circled over his head, and the monks inside had no intention of showing up, which made everyone else nervous.

A lot of people touched their hands like storage bags, but on the surface, they didn't dare reveal a bit of hostility. The next step for the Black Lady was there, and everyone could only be wary of their hearts.

Suddenly an old man seemed to see through the pink clouds, his face suddenly bluished and white, it was wonderful.

“Wu Lao, do you know who this man is?” A friar next to him asked quietly.

The old man even shook his hand, reluctant to say more, seemed afraid to say the name of the person would cause trouble.

However, this old man is not the only one who sees a wide audience, another black man recognizes it, and the rumor tells his companion.

“Pink powder disperses.” Lin Xuan moved in colour and, with his knowledge, eavesdropped on the sounds of the foundational monks, but made it easy. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)