Tempered Immortal

Although the tea house is also an industry of the Ning family, all the guests in the house are the lowest level external disciples, the family has crisis is fine, there is no crisis, they are neither qualified nor able to worry about anything, this part of the people, the repair is also the spiritual period one or two floors, is kind of the bottom floor of the fairy world repair.

After years of hard repair, Lin Xuan finally arrived in a smoky place. Lin Xuan was also in a great mood. He asked for a cup of spirit tea and slowly tasted it.

Half an hour later, he was satisfied to get off the teahouse, and then started wandering aimlessly around Fang City, as if he had a lot of time to waste.

This fang city is not big, it is just a street of more than 100 meters, Lin Xuan walked back and forth twice, and went to several shops to pick and pick, also did not spend much time.

On the surface, Lin Xuan's expression was very lazy, but over time, he had a little more doubt in his mind, and the voice of the moon was also passed into his mind through the divine consciousness.

“Young Master, didn't Elder Ning say he would send someone to contact you here? Why did it take so long and nothing happened? There should be no mistake?” Moon spoke with some concern.

“Hmm.” Lin Xuan nodded, he thought so too, there is blood soul refining, the other party will never dare to have any evil thoughts against themselves, there is only one possibility that the appointment will be broken... there is something wrong with him.

It appears that the situation of the Nings is not favourable to them.

“The Young Master is right, what shall we do now?” Moon is much smarter than before, but he still likes to listen to Lin Xuan.

“It is not easy, naturally go directly to the Ningjia General Forum.” Lin Xuan did not hesitate to say: “I buried such a dark chess step so easily that it could easily be ruined in the hands of others. ”

“Okay, that's it. ”

Moon naturally has no objection. For the others, the Ning family is Longtan Tiger Cave, but with Lin Xuan's current fix, there is nothing wrong with sneaking in, just be careful.

Do not enter the tiger cave, spread the tiger.

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Ning Qi is a three-generation disciple of the Ning clan. He is only in his twenties this year. Although he only reached the late stages of inspiration, he was promoted as an inner disciple by the breaking disciple due to his extraordinary qualifications.

The so-called inner hall actually means the core of the elite.

Don't underestimate their treatment. Not only can you get more crystal stones each month, but you should also be more advanced in cultivating your skills. Don't say that those peers' external disciples are the foundational uncles, you are welcome to meet them.

This is still within the family, walking outside, a thousand miles beyond the Leyin Mountains, and the identity of Ning's inner cousins is equally good.

Ningqi enjoyed it, he also understood that this is the scenery brought by the family strength. Ningjia has been founding here for thousands of years, it can be called deep leaves. However, the tree wind, the crisis facing the family today, is also really headache.

Although he was low, as an inner disciple, he heard and witnessed every day and understood a lot about the inside. First, the young lord disappeared, and now the elders are falling into flames, the entire family has no head, and the three largest forces are pouring on each other.

Especially the previous two days, Elder Ning Wanshan of Changmen was actually detained by two other forces. Today, Changmen and Room 2 and Room 3 are on fire, almost to the point of meeting the soldiers.

If they had fought, the Nings would have died and their lives would not have been so comfortable.

I prefer to sigh. Though I am anxious, others speak slightly, but where is the ability to turn around Qian Kun, I can only rush to the side.

The so-called "bliss is no more than evil." Ning family civil unrest, trying to fight the autumn wind, the power to touch the fish in the water is quite serious.

Though still in sight, the shadow of a building has been pressed against the hearts of every disciple, and the elders who are fighting for power are not idiots. Faced with the pressure of the outside world, the pain of not doing their loved ones has finally endured, and the enemy's quick foolishness has now opened up, and now the guardian battle near the main altar has been sent out for daily patrols.

I don't know what's going to happen in the end.

I prefer to sigh in frustration, shake my head, and not be able to change anything myself, or try my best to do what is right in front of me.

Mindful of that, he was preparing to continue his patrol and suddenly frowned and showed some surprise on his face.

Just now my induction token shook up, did anyone break into the Great Battle?

He searched in his arms for a moment, took out a clap-sized token, black, without eyes. Ning Qi looked carefully, and there was nothing wrong with it. He had to show a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth. He saw himself too nervous and suspicious of being a ghost, so he had hallucinations. Imagine that the Ning family was a very small protector, and the Yuan Baby Monster might be able to break in by force, but it was also impossible for most of them to dive in unwittingly.

Don't be too grassy, the saying is good, the tiger dead male wind is here, the Ning family, although temporarily in trouble, is far from breaking apart, don't worry too much.

The thought was a little comforting, but then he saw a flash of light, and then he lost consciousness.

A teenager appeared a few steps behind him and looked mediocre, exactly like Lin Xuan.

“Whoo, that's a close one. Ning's guardian is truly remarkable. ”

Lin Xuan sighed. Fortunately, his divinity is far better than before. He also feels much better about Xuan Xuan's heart. Otherwise, can he break in safely, or two words.

Afraid, Lin Xuan is not afraid of anything, but his purpose now is to control the Ning family. It is naturally best to be able to avoid conflict!

Mindful of this, Lin Xuan glanced at the inner disciple who had been made unconscious by himself. He lifted his left hand and sucked him over.

Why did no one come to contact me in that fang city? What happened to the Nings these days? What Lin Xuan needs most now is detailed information!

Besides, he is unfamiliar with the topography of the main altar, random intrusion is the next strategy. Lin Xuan doesn't want to scare the snake with grass. It is not difficult to solve the problems in front of him. As long as the technique of soul searching is applied, he can naturally understand what he wants.

After a cup of tea, Lin Xuan's hand relaxed, Ningqi fell under his feet, Lin Xuan hesitated, finally ejected a flare shell and turned him into ash.

Weighing small non-gentlemen, non-toxic husbands, if you don't destroy this person's body, people will find out about your plan is bad.

Lin Xuan is not a homicidal person, but he is by no means a merciful person. If it is possible to endanger himself, even at all, cut him off early.

Immortal Path, if you want to go far, don't have any philosophy of corruption.

A soul search just now, he has got the information he wanted. No wonder no one in Fang City contacted himself. Turns out Ning Wanshan has been arrested... It's funny, Lin Xuan only now knows the size of the guy loyal to himself.

Now that we know the beginning and the end of the story, then we have a plan.

Ning Wanshan was calculated jointly by the forces of the second and third rooms. By their intentions, of course, they could not help but wish to annihilate the great enemy that was competing with them for the position of head of the family. However, they did not dare to do so for the time being, so they confined his powers and then detained him.

On the face of it, freedom only seems to be restricted, but the head of the second and third rooms is also a cunning old traitor. After a few days, the dust of the owner's position settled, and then Ning Wanshan was made, so it was easy to do so.

Located on the western side of the main altar, the cell is heavily guarded and not only heavily restrained, but dozens of discipleship guards patrol it. Don't say Ning Wanshan has been imprisoned with magic, even when he is full, there is no possibility of breaking out.

In a small cell, the old elder's face was frustrated, and he was still too light an enemy. He thought it would be easy to win with the master's infancy master as his backup. I didn't want those two old men to launch a sneak attack first. Now he is a prisoner with no fear of his life, but the situation is extremely unfavourable, and he lost contact with his master.

What should we do?

He was meditating, suddenly out in front of him a green light, the light converged, revealing a teenager who was both awesome and afraid of him.

Lin Xuan!

Without any sign, the other party appeared in front of him. Ning Wanshan surprised himself and then quickly knelt down and worshipped: “The old slave met the master. ”

“Mm-hmm.” Lin Xuan nodded, lifting his left hand, in front of him, was a black mask like substance.

“Master, no.” Ning Wanshan saw it and hastily stopped it: “This mask is a very high restraint. Once touched, it will launch an attack. Although the master repaired it to a high depth, it must not be underestimated. ”

If he wanted to come, even Yuan Baby Weird would eat a small loss without knowing it. He wanted to break it, but it would take a lot of effort.

“Really?” Lin Xuan's face revealed a slightly evil smile, ignoring his warning, his heart changed slightly, and a flame had soared in his palm.

Unlike ordinary magic flames, the fire is green and dark, flashing and swallowing, as if there was life.

Lin Xuan reached forward with his left hand and pressed the shield surface.

Spike!

With a slight burst, the demonic appearance of the mask surfaces flashed, hidden faces appeared, teeth grinning towards Lin Xuan's palm.

“Master, be careful.” Ning Wanshan was shocked, he wasn't really very loyal, but the other party was the host of his own blood soul refining technique, if he made half a mistake, he could be miserable.

The so-called fire at the gates of the city affects the pond fish, which is about the same reason.

“Huh?” Seeing so many ghost faces, Lin Xuan's eyebrows picked, slightly surprised, but was soon replaced by bamboo on his chest.

Fantasy pyramid rose and wrapped his little half-cutted arm, palm surface, and crystal clear green.

Soon, the ghost face had surfaced, opened its mouth and bite it hard. However, when it came into contact with Bifantasy fire, it was as if it had met a natural enemy. It was turned into a string of green smoke. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)