Tempered Immortal

The two face each other, their eyes were shocked, the opponents were strong, and 89 out of 10 were still above them.

“Master, this...” The woman in red was about to say something and suddenly stopped looking stunned.

The monk also turned his head and glanced slightly, looking in the direction to the left.

“Did they find themselves?” Lin Xuan was a fool first, but soon his expression relaxed again. Nine days of Xuan Gong's convergent qi technique is fantastic. How can it be so easily seen?

That would be...

Because of the failure to release God, Lin Xuan was unable to grasp what had happened and had to wait and see if it had changed.

About another tea kung fu.

A rainbow appeared in the distant sky.

The smell, the spiritual power, Lin Xuan felt a little familiar.

It is also a former infant-level fairy fixer.

Little rubble wasteland, sparsely populated by spiritual energy, gathers a large number of masters at this moment.

After the light converged, an old man with a child's face and crane hair appeared, dressed in a wide clothing, appeared to be a fairy wind bone, even with Lin Xuan's city capital, almost stared out.

This look is familiar, but I just saw it.

My master, Tong Yu!

In my mind, the moon shouts, compared to the young master, the girl is not so good in strength, her face is full of suspicion.

The woman's expression was the same as that of Sang's, and probably the two dreamers didn't expect to meet the master of Psychotropic Mountain here.

“Master Smart, and Fairy Mo, both here, were attracted by the unusual spiritual fluctuations just now.” Tong Yu's true human eyebrows looked kind and smiled like two people greeted each other.

“Young master, isn't this guy a fake too?” After being surprised, Moon couldn't help but talk.

Lin Xuan shook his head with a grin: “I wish he was fake, but...”

“What, Master, do you think he's a real man? ”

“Well, I wouldn't dare say it, but there's still a seventy-eight. ”

Although Lin Xuan has been away from Lin Yaoshan for seventy or eighty years, his class of immortals can almost never be forgotten. The person in front of him not only looks the same as in memory, but also has no difference in speech and behavior.

It's most likely a teacher's honor. It's just how he got here, whether by chance or conspiracy.

Lin Xuan was surprised, his mind spinning, but he had no clue.

“Guys, what's going on? ”

Tongyu real people don't know what happened. By the way, it was a coincidence. After moving to Yunzhou, Lin Yaoshan moved here, but with the skill of alchemy, he quickly stabilized his heel.

Although not in harmony with the pharmacy, there is not much conflict, not to mention the fact that it is not difficult to resolve some crises with one's own wrist.

And so, in the cracks, the mountain grew.

Everything is moving towards good.

A few days ago, he came here because of something, and just finished it today. It happens to be a recently refined Dan medicine that needs some kind of spiritual grass.

While the grass is not a natural treasure, it grows under harsh conditions, only in a few places, including several hills around the rubble wasteland.

Tong Yu's real person came to pick, how to know that he was looking, but he felt terrible spiritual fluctuations. That spiritual pressure, obviously, was the existence of two Yuanbao classes fighting each other.

Tong Yu's real people had to be somewhat surprised. It was important to know that they had reached such a level. On weekdays, they worked hard in the immortal world. Bullying low-ranking monks was common, but they were master yuan babies, but they rarely fought each other.

After all, Xiandao is difficult, condensing Yuan Baby is even harder. Although few people can be promoted again, even if they are trapped in Yuan Baby Years, Shou Yuan can last up to a thousand years.

With so much time to spare, former infant monks tend to be more afraid of death than their descendants, and there is little to threaten them in the world other than the existence of their peers.

So, although there are no rules, there is already a tacit agreement between the former Baby Brothers, and there is very little fighting without special reasons.

Of course, if it really involves some anti-heavenly pharmacopoeia, Dan Yao will beat you to death.

In this situation, Tong Yu's real heart knew, so he felt the huge spiritual fluctuations and immediately had the idea of touching the fish with water.

What treasure was found in the rubble wasteland?

Of course you can't miss it.

When two old monsters are hurt, be the profitable fisherman yourself.

In peace of mind, Tong Yu was not wrong in his plan. His heart and mind also witnessed it. Lin Xuan also admired it. However, this time, the luck of Lin Yashan's master was really...

From the beginning, he didn't know what had happened, but the expression on the faces of the two old monsters had alerted Tong Yu.

After all, this master of the Psychopharmacopoeia Mountain, is a luxurious figure with long sleeves and good dance. Although he arrived in Yunzhou shortly, he has made a number of friends. He has a special status. The elders are more interested in pulling together. He will have a few affections with the master and Mo Fairy in front of him.

Both sides used to meet, they would greet each other coldly, why this time...

Both eyes were gloomy and, although they did not kill, hostility was unquestionably evident.

Compared to the misty water of Tongyu's real life, the two elders of Shishicheng were equally surprised. At the time of the Hao Yao Pavilion, they both guessed that this matter should not have anything to do with Mount Psychotropic, but that there were people who provoked it, especially the Master of Intelligence, who analyzed it with great regulations, but how to explain it in front of them...

Tong Yu is really here, two people have been in contact with him several times, whether it is fake confident and discernable.

It would be a coincidence to say it was an accident.

Anyway, since you meet the master here, you can't relax.

The two elders glanced at each other, and the beautiful woman in red glistened, and came behind Tomyu's real person.

“What do you mean, two Daoists?” Tong Yu's real eyes fluttered, her sleeves gushed with the wind, all over her body and full of spiritual power.

“Nothing, as long as the real person in charge is willing to bind his hand, just follow us back to the Rock City.” The pretty lady in red has a cold mouth.

“Back to Stonehenge. Why?” Tongyu's real face is very ugly, and his mind is suddenly turning. Although he doesn't know why it is difficult for him, today's situation is naturally bad. He is only in the early stages, but he faces two former baby monks, and the smart bald donkey advanced to the middle 100 years ago.

The black silkworm trick of a woman named Mo is not so small. Fighting alone is not necessarily going to win. What should we do? (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)