Tempered Immortal

Chapter 558: Phantom Chaos Kowloon

Located west of Pyongzhou, Kowloon Mountain stretches close to 10,000 miles, and the mountains are magnificent, with several fairly fine spiritual veins scattered there.

So Deep Mountain Dazawa, there are often hunters, who are rumored to have seen the trail of the fairy.

True immortals, of course, are not in this world, and most of the anecdotes that are commonly spoken of by men and women come from immortals.

After all, the Kowloon Mountain Spirit Range is good, naturally there will be a large and large sect of the immortal world to come here to settle down.

Early this morning, the genius lit up and four different colors of light appeared in the distant heavens.

A moment later, the light came nearby, and the light converged, revealing three men and one woman.

Headed by an elderly man in a costume, a child's face crane hair, as if it were a divine immortal.

On the left hand side of the old man, a normal looking teenager was suspended, wearing a green shirt, but there was also a slight shade of dust.

The man on the right hand side, about forty years old, three strands of beard, extraordinary air, between expectations, is like a sword out of a sheath.

And the only woman, a beautiful woman in red, not too young, but still full of charm, full of body, hands up and feet.

These four people are the characters of the world of immortality today.

Lin Xuan, the Master of the Psychotropic Mountain, and his high disciple.

As for the other middle-aged men and women, Shen Aotian and Fu Qingquan were among the six chief lawyers.

Half a month ago, Tong Yu succeeded in having his baby, and then received an invitation from Biyun Mountain, about the first of next month, to go to Kowloon Pool to discuss a plan to deal with the ghost.

Now the Orthodox has ceased to exist, but with the new rise of the Mountain of Psychotropic Medicine, the power of the Phantom Prefecture to repair immortals, intricate, faced with the invasion of the shadow, fight each other, defeat has eaten a lot, so as to continue, obviously no one will benefit, a few bits of infantile old monster, not unaware of the general, after repeated discretion, finally reached an agreement, decided to alliance, integrate the forces of all sides, and jointly confront the great enemy in front of us.

Yu rationally, such an important thing could not be absent, so Tongyu real people let Lin Xuan and two of the six chief law enforcement elders accompany him, and the rest assisted Xu Jinqing to guard the mountain gate.

This Kowloon Pool is at the top of the main summit of Kowloon Mountain, and there is no question as to why this is chosen as the venue for the Alliance.

Today the world of immortality is repaired, the fires are flying, the spirits are painted with charcoal, yet Kowloon Mountain belongs to the 10,000-mile square circle, but there is no crime in the autumn, like the world of peach gardens.

At this time, the four of them rested here for a little while, Lin Xuan released the god, swept away slightly, and the wind swept for dozens of miles, and went into his mind.

The monks did not see much, yet the world was a flourishing scene, undisturbed by the previous Orthodox warfare.

“There are bloody storms everywhere in the world of fixing fairies. Only Kowloon Mountain is a sanctuary of peaches. It seems that this is true!” Lin Xuan muttered to himself with some emotion.

“This is nature. The Young Master heard more than just rumors. According to Shen, let alone now, in nearly a million years, the immortal world has undergone countless devastations, but this Kowloon Mountain has never been affected.” Shen Aotian touched his beard and explained with a smile.

“Oh, this little brother really doesn't know what it is. If you don't know what's hidden in it, don't sell Guan, say it with me.” Lin Xuan turned his head and revealed a divine colour of interest on his face.

“This has to start with the founding ancestors of the Kowloons. ”

“The founding grandmaster of Kowloon pie?” Lin Xuan frowned slightly. There are not many large and small sects near Kowloon Mountain. Together, there are only seven or eight. The most famous of these are the Kowloon sects. They occupy one of the best spiritual veins here. However, their strength, in the immortal realm of Pyongzhou, is only moderate.

Thousands of disciples, two or three of whom were during the cottage period.

Though not bullied into the door, it is by no means a great name.

There are at least 100 of them in Pyongzhou. Could their founding ancestors be anything more amazing?

“Oh, Young Lord, you don't know anything. My Master of Heaven and Dust in Psychotropic Mountain is already a stunning figure, but compared to the Kowloon faction, he is nothing.” Shen Aotian said it in earnest.

Lin Xuan was shocked. Shen Aotian had no ambition to talk about it for now, but how dare he “slander” his ancestors in front of others, and still look for death in front of the ruler?

Lin Xuan couldn't help but turn consciously to look at the master's esteem, but found that Tong Yu's real person caressed his face and smiled. He did not show an angry expression at all, just as the other party's words did not disrespect the Master Tian Du.

Is it...

Is Kowloon's founding grandmaster really a coward?

However, it is impossible, Master Tiandu is already a master of the late Yuan Baby, and with the alchemy to the peak, coupled with the deep heart machine, Lin Xuan has always admired it. Is there any better grandmaster?

“No wonder Lord Shen didn't believe it. Shen's first time listening to people talk about it was the same expression.” Shen Aotian's face is peaceful: “Young master, do you know how many years this Kowloon sect has inherited? ”

“I don't know, but since Brother asked, it must have been a long time ago, like the three giants on the right track, for 20,000 or 30,000 years. ”

“No, how can Biyun Mountain compare to the Kowloon sect has been passed down for a million years now? ”

“What?” Even with Lin Xuan's capital, he couldn't help but be stunned: “A million years, isn't that during the floods, but the ancient brothers have been extinct? ”

Pyongzhou's most far-reaching gatekeeper, it's only 50,000 years old. How can this blind little gatekeeper be passed down from the time of the flood...

However, Shen Aotian's expression is not like a joke at all, and his master has not disputed it. Is what he says true?

“Shen how dare to deceive the Young Master, this Kowloon faction is not eye-catching, but it is indeed a doomsday sect that has been handed down from the floodplain times. This situation, in the immortal realm of Pyongzhou, is the only family. Their founding ancestor, a great figure, is called the Kowloon Heavenly King. ”

“Heavenly King?” Lin Xuan skipped his mouth and called it arrogant. Usually Yuan Baby Monster, or some particularly powerful master, would have a nickname.

For example, Too White Sword Fairy, Too False True Man, Extremely Demonic Dignity...

But Lin Xuan, known as Heavenly Venerable, heard it for the first time, and even the Grand Master of the late Yuan Baby should not be so arrogant.

Unless... unless he's a senior in the clutch period.

Thinking of this, Lin Xuan was surprised, but then shook his head again. This speculation was ridiculous, the clutch period, where it was so easy to reach, even though the fairy world was far more prosperous than the current flood period, few geniuses could become clutch monks, he was just a small grandmaster.

“Looking at the look on the young master's face, it seems to have guessed, quite well, that this Kowloon Heavenly Priest, is just a clutch fixer.” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)