Tempered Immortal

“Seniors are quick, seniors are naturally willing to cut their love, just don't know what Ancestor is going to trade? ”

Listening to Lin Xuan, the round old man's face showed joy: “Oh, Daoyou are reasonable, rest assured, will the master take advantage of you? ”

Speaking of which, he reached out his hand and flipped his palm, and a blue-glossy token slipped out of his sleeve.

Lin Xuan's gaze glanced and the divine color revealed a few surprises: “Senior, you are...”

“When I was at the auction, my Watchman was very intent on the Demonic Phantom's token, so I auctioned it down and exchanged psychic wood with you. I wonder how Daoyou feels about it? ”

……

Lin Xuan was speechless and this old monster's strange behavior at the auction was for this.

Peacefully speaking, the ten-year spirit tree is not small, but this token is worth 300,000 crystal stones, and the two can barely contradict each other.

Seeing Lin Xuan bowed his head, the old man did not rush, his face was impatient, and he stood there with such a smile.

If you change person, Lin Xuan naturally won't relax easily. Why, you should also blackmail to rest.

But intelligent people work, naturally understand the timing of the trial, in front of Yuan Baby Weird, Lin Xuan would not be silly extrafestive branch?

Greed can easily cause trouble. Lin Xuan clearly sees the good reason for accepting it. Anyway, this transaction has not suffered any losses. Since this is the case, he promised to push the boat down.

“The ancestors were kind, but the younger generation had no reason to disobey. ”

“Oh, Daoyou is really quick to say, I don't have many friends, I'll count you in the future. ”

Lin Xuan revealed a smile at the corner of his mouth. Naturally, he would not take the other person's words into his heart. He reached out and patted them on the storage bag. A white light flew out, but after falling, it was a jade box that was about a foot large.

Lin Xuan threw it to the old and round ancestors. The old monster was also a very good figure. Likewise, he passed the token into Lin Xuan's hands.

The two of them looked at each other correctly, and the corners of their mouths each showed a satisfied smile, and they were all delighted.

“If the seniors have nothing important to say, the seniors bid farewell. ”

“Oh, make yourself at home, my husband won't be far away. ”

Lin Xuan hugged the fist for a gift and turned into a green light disappearing in the sky.

Watching his back gradually go away, the smile of the face of the round ancestors converged, suddenly turned around and drank: “Who's sneaking around, get out! ”

This person's nickname smiles tiger, but if he gets angry, his face is blushing, he also looks really shocking.

“Oh, why do you have to be angry with my old friend? ”

There was a long laugh in the middle of the sky, the spiritual light flashed, not far from the big stone appeared a tall, thin old man, wearing a robe, looking quite a few fairy wind tunnel bones, the spiritual fluctuations emanating from him can be judged, this is another old monster of childhood.

“Turns out it's Taoist Grey Crane.” The round ancestors were angry and bowed their hands to salute them, but deep in their eyes, a glint flashed through them.

The man on the gray crane was also born in a scattered fashion, and he acted just as evil on weekdays. However, a sea of clouds nearby enjoyed great fame, because he was also an old monster of childhood. He also had a lot of affair with the smiling tiger and his ancestors.

“I didn't mean to snoop around here to do business with you, it's just that once the district is in full swing, why should Daoist have to go through so much trouble? If he has 10,000 years of spirit wood, why not just grab it?” The man on the gray crane arched his hand and revealed great curiosity in his tone. He has known the whole ancestors for a hundred years. Don't look at this man's smile. The poison in his heart is not under the monastic giant.

And the immortal world will not speak of courtesy and shame. Killing and robbing treasure is nothing more than normal. Although he did not see the scene at the auction, it is obvious that it is not normal for a round old man to treat a clouded monk like this with the dignity of a former infant monk.

What's that kid got against him?

But Li Yaotian's fame is so tight, in the clouds of Seven Stars Island, even less I have heard of such a young master?

Seeing people full of doubts on the gray crane, a smile appeared in the corner of the mouth of the round old man: “Oh, you don't have to guess. The kid's history is unknown in the next. ”

“Old monster, if you don't want to say so, why use these lies to deceive your old friend? If you don't know where the boy comes from, you will be so kind to the Brothers of the Quarter?” The man on the gray crane scratched his sleeve and his face appeared unhappy.

“Daoist is still in such a hurry, what's the point of lying to you?” Old Round Ancestors are still haunted: “I do not know the origin of this person, but you should be aware that I am well versed in gossip, in addition to wooden attributes. ”

Gossip?

The expression on the face of the gray crane suddenly became more serious.

People who profess so-called gossip, which is to calculate fate for others, have it in the secular world, but most of it is just cheating on money.

Rounded old ancestors are not very good, but as a former infantile monster, naturally cannot be generalized with those liars. What he calls gossip art is one of the hundreds of art cultivators. Simply put, it is predicting the future, looking through the sky machine... It is a bit bright and bright when it comes to it, but the monastery is the opposite of the sky. People like them who cultivate it are no longer brilliant than the land fairies. It is not surprising that they have such skills.

However, while the gossip sounds windy, there are few who are willing to practice. First, it is too deep. It takes a lot of time to drill and study. Second, the astronomical machines and such things are already empty. Even masters who are proficient in the art, the predicted results are mostly wrong. The most important thing about fixing immortals is the realm and the divinity. Naturally, few people in this kind of miscellaneous school will value it. Simply put, it is unfortunate to abandon it, it is useless to pick it up, it is almost like a chicken rib.

The look on the face of the man on the gray crane became heavy: “Did you count the gossip for the boy? ”

“Well, I was just curious, but the Brother of the Condensation had something like 10,000 years of spiritual wood, so I gossiped, guess what I saw? ”

“Say what you have to say.” The people on the crane are a little impatient.

“I saw the dragon in him. ”

“What, Dragon Qi?” The human body trembled on the gray crane, showing a shocked and envious look on his face.

“Now you understand, my husband, why do you think this is so important?” Mixed Ancestors' faint mouth.

“Nice, ancient legend, the spiritual dragon's cheap temperament, with the augury of the day, is very likely to break through Yuan Baby, even spend three or nine days of robbery, fly to the spiritual world. ”

“You also think that this seven-star island is vast and boundless. It is said that on an unknown deserted island, there are high people hiding in the clutch period, but they are not sure to survive the robbery, so they still stay in our world. This kid is more blessed than those seniors. Do you think I will do something stupid to make enemies of him?” The old man smiled.

“That's a good word, but the gossip book is weird and unpredictable. How can Daoist be sure that he will be accurate?” After a long silence, the people on the gray crane suddenly said something strange.

“Oh, my husband didn't say I must be accurate, but what if I was wrong? I paid the crystal stone and got the treasure, and this deal didn't eat at all. I'd rather believe it than not. ”

“Hmm." The person on the gray crane touched the beard, deeply thought it was, don't look at the Yuan Baby Weird usually a tall, arrogant thing, in fact is also a bully fear of evil, so-called more than one thing, to live to hundreds of years old, which is not a sleazy old fox.

Besides, both old monsters know that Lin Xuan faced a former infant monk at the time of the transaction, but did not show half the fear. This steadiness alone makes this temperament very intriguing.

It would be nice to change to a clotting fairy without shaking all over it.

He doesn't know where this confidence comes from, but it's worth refining.

All in all, the kid is just a gelden monk, but he can't be provoked.

……

When the two old monsters were talking here, Lin Xuan had already flown a hundred miles away. Today, he was surprised. It was like a dream. Why is the smiling tiger so kind to himself?

Lin Xuan stopped wasting pointless time thinking that he still had no idea for half a day.

Now he faded and stopped on a deserted hill somewhere.

Whether or not the other party's intentions are wrong, there is no longer any concern for Lin Xuan, as his mind is overshadowed.

When his left hand flipped, the token of Blue Ghost was taken out. Lin Xuan took a closer look to make sure that the object had not been done, which sinked the god into it.

But they bounced back...

Lin Xuan suddenly remembered something and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

He pointed to the micro-bombs, shook several swords, engraved a simple phalanx on the ground, and Lin Xuan removed the crystalline material from the storage bag and laid it out.

A trick was played, and this battle began to run, a white light wrapped him inside, then Lin Xuan didn't panic to row on his little thumb, a drop of blood did not enter the token, completed the identification.

What Lin Xuan did not know was that, at the same time, it was a long way from the mountain, where the scenery was unusual, but the whole mountain was hidden with magic.

Misty Mountain, this is the main altar of the Phantom Gate.

In one of the most spiritual places, there is a vast and unusual cave, sitting on a white clown's knee in the cave's practice room.

The man also appeared to be only in his early thirties. He was very handsome and stylish, but the fishtail pattern at the corner of his eyes betrayed his true age.

This man is the master of the Phantom, a middle-aged monster of a dollar infant, and depending on his condition, he seems to be puking and sitting.

In front of him is a tall platform with twelve fine iron cast beasts on it. At Lin Xuanjian's moment of token recognition, the eyes of one of the beasts suddenly lit up... (to be continued, if you want to know what happened, please visit www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)