Tempered Immortal

The Confucianist, Lin Xuan, was not unmet. He had slaughtered the two elders of the vast sect in Yunhai, Qixing Island.

But those two guys, neither Pharaoh nor mystery, had any excellence, which was not enough to be considered.

Confucian Xiu Xian, able to supreme ancient circulation and form his own faction, of course has its subtleties and extraordinary.

Although Lin Xuan has not dealt with Confucianism, he still has some knowledge of the party.

Apart from the Magic Spirit, Brother Confucius also resorts to a strange object called the Great Qi.

It's weird because it's not bred by practicing and sitting.

Even mortal talented scholars have it.

Confucian Qi, from reading, through the subset of history, the more comprehensible the legacy of the ancient sage, the more pure and intense the Qi.

So none of the ex-baby monks in Confucius are full of schooling.

Yuan Bao later exists, if it is put into the world, then there is no problem with the test Yuan.

In combination with his own spiritual power, Brother Confucius' divinity is even better than the presence of his peers in other classes.

However, because it takes a lot of time to read, it is even more difficult for them to advance, and the bottlenecks are complicated. In addition to matching their spiritual abilities, they must reach a certain level of ambition.

Confucian kung fu is more sophisticated and complex. It is divided into six categories: "salute, joy, shoot, royal, book, number”.

That is, the so-called Confucian Six Arts, of course, not all of them, most Confucian monks, just choose one art, only a few anti-celestial characters will study several of the six arts.

Lin Xuan's mind turned and information about Confucianism emerged.

Both sides have spoken to such a degree that the contradictions are irreconcilable, and then either you die or I live.

In his heart, Lin Xuan did not attack first. Although it would be beneficial to do it first, Lin Xuan had full confidence in himself. He wanted to see the secrets of Joomon.

“Some friends came from far away, not happy. I wanted to have a drink with my brother, but this woman I wanted to get...”

The writer sighed, shook his head and pulled up the text, looked at it, it felt like it was because of too much reading, while some sour and rotten hong fu, but Lin Xuan's pupils narrowed, and his eyes revealed a clotted color.

A fairy fixer in the middle of Yuan Bao, naturally it is impossible to read into a goose, the other party is ostensibly expressing emotion, but it has actually done it.

The “joy” of the six arts.

This art belongs to the auxiliary class of spells, specializing in sound waves and illusion, quite similar to the sound wave power of Ouyang Qin heart.

Perhaps less powerful, but more hidden.

If you change to a fairy repairer, you may already be on the road, but how rich is Lin Xuan Dou's experience, the divinity is much stronger than that of a fellow monk. After a cold hum, you concentrate your consciousness, radiate outward, and the bursting sound of the clatter into your ears. The other party's sneak attack did not work. Then the book frowned and the divine color finally came back to life.

Hands flipped, a brush floated in front of his chest, and his spirit sparkled.

For such Pharaoh, Lin Xuan is not surprised, just like Buddhist high people, like to drive the Zen wand, Confucian fairy practitioners, also especially prefer the Four Treasures of the Culture House.

“Well done! ”

Lin Xuan laughed a long time, his left hand slightly lifted, dozens of swords came out of the sleeve of the fish, the windward wind rose, the diameter of the turn was above the length.

“Disease!”

Lin Xuan pointed a little, those swords were like wind and rain, and they swooped towards each other.

Don't look, it's just a rally of spiritual power, in terms of power, that's like the blow of the ordinary Yuan Junior Brother Fabao.

Lin Xuan released dozens of swords.

The middle-aged monster, though much more powerful than the early monks, was not easy to cope with in the face of such an attack, yet the writer had no fear on his face.

A quadrilateral object slipped off his sleeve and a strange scent emerged.

Yantai!

It's filled with dark ink, and I don't know if it's poisonous in this scent, but Lin Xuan practiced with Bi Fantasy Pyromatic Fire, so naturally she's not afraid.

In the face of the heavenly swordlight, the bookmaker waved his ink and saw him pen the dragon snake, made paper out of void, and wrote a big “defense” word.

Then the parchment, one breath of fine air, sprayed out at the word resistance.

A sound pounded into his ear, the spiritual light flowed, a blue light appeared in front of him, and then Lin Xuan's sword struck it, and the bursting sound burst out.

The light is dim, but it blocks all the sword.

Lin Xuan's face changed. This scene is familiar!

“Young master, do you remember the Snowfox princess?” The moon shouts into his ears.

“You remember that, too? ”

“Mmm.”

The young girl nodded her head. Because of Xiang 'er, she was impressed by the beautiful and strong Snow Fox Princess. She was herself a medium-shaped demon tribe. She also inherited an ancient treasure from the family. The Xuanqing pot was very similar to the scene before her when she used it.

“It's kind of like, but not the same.” Lin Xuan's eyes are naturally better than those of the moon: “It is less powerful than Hinko's, it should be the word ’book’ in the six arts. ”

“Book tricks? ”

“Nice, the deepest of the six. ”

It is well known that the magic of fairy practitioners is also graded, and different grades have different powers after successful training.

Generally, it's easier to get promoted if you're not intelligent, and the bottleneck will be relatively simple when you break through.

On the other hand, the Confucian six arts, on the surface, look and drive together, but in fact, there is naturally a difference, of which “book” is the most elegant, and the least amount of work related to it, but without exception, it is all top class divinity, the power must not be any small.

This old monster, who first launched a mental attack and used art, now blocks his sword and lays down defenses in his scriptures.

One person fixes two different things, but the handwriting technique is still the most powerful.

No wonder he was so proud that he didn't see his fellow monks in his eyes.

But with these two stunts alone, it's like beating yourself, and it's too crazy to dream.

Just thinking about it, the writer made another move, waving ink, writing a crack in the sky.

Break?

What's that supposed to mean?

Lin Xuan felt a little unexpected, and he was still at the back.

Only a dozen crystal stones floated in front of him as he reached out his hand and patted it on the storage bag.

Lin Xuan's experience is not necessarily abundant, but at this moment, there is a bit of confusion. This move is simply too confusing.

However, the two sides had just come into contact. Why did he take out the crystal stone? It did not consume much power, and there was no need to absorb the spiritual energy inside to restore strength.

Doubt in my heart, but Lin Xuan's personality does not naturally wait for him to be beaten silly.

With his hands wide open, he made a few rustic moves.

Lin Xuan still did not take out Fabao, but now, even if he is empty-handed, Shentong is better than his fellow Brothers. Just take this opportunity to try his five lines of magic, and see how powerful he can be with a double baby.

Spiritual surges, green flashes, and several monsters appear in the curtains.

The most eye-catching is a giant snake with a thick yellow barrel, a snake's trust, and a flashing scaly glow.

And on the left side of the python, a monster with a scorpion lion's head, whose tail rises high, the image is not cold and chestnuts.

On the right, it's a white, fat bug that looks a little familiar, like putting silkworms millions of times.

“This...”

The writer was also astonished, and with his mighty divinity, nature could discern, these monsters, not using the demons to congeal up, were really just five lines of spells.

This is incredible. Spiritual power creates monsters comparable to the early stages of metamorphosis. This magic is appalling.

Is the other party a fairy repairer?

No, even if the late monks converged, but once they did, the real world was undoubtedly exposed, and this guy was really in the middle of Yuan Baby.

Yunzhou is a cultivating sanctuary, master cloud, after surprise, the writer showed some excitement on his face: “The other party is so intelligent, are you from the spiritual sect? ”

“Sovereign sect? ”

Lin Xuan was stunned and his thoughts suddenly turned. He saw that the "witchcraft" in his nine days of Xuan Gong had caused the other party to misunderstand.

This technique is one of several powerful magic skills documented at the end of the Nine Days of Xuan Gong, even very different from the general five lines of magic.

After Dacheng is said to be able to use spiritual power to fuse a variety of demonic objects. Of course, it is just a similarity, but don't underestimate the power, almost compared to the newly promoted Shape-shaped demonic beast.

This anti-heavenly technique can only be studied by late monks. Before Lin Xuan, although there was one more demon baby in the body, it was not possible, but after the successful condensation of Demon Dan, the depth of his magic was finally comparable to that of late monks.

Now it's a success, but only three demonic beasts can congeal.

The other party thinks that he is the king of spiritual sect repair fairy, Lin Xuan's mind flashed, not rebutted, but some madness laughed: “Not bad, my lord is the king of spiritual sect law enforcement elder, why, Daoyou is not afraid, if you want to kowtow like me to make amends, I can't let you go! ”

“Humph, Kingszong, the seven forces, if it was in the ancient period, in the eyes of my ancestors, what's so great, it's just a habbard dog crawling beneath our feet, it's just a hateful time shift, you rascal thieves...”

The writer listened, not only did not show a frightened expression, but did not show any consternation. Instead, the fierce light flashed in his eyes. The words uttered were even more eye-catching. With Lin Xuan's capital, he also heard the frown wrinkle and did not understand it at all.

What kind of rogue thief, what kind of Ro family, the tone of each other, is like hatred for the seven major forces, and very disdainful.

Although I don't understand, Lin Xuan doesn't intend to ask the other party to understand. Anyway, the battle will be over soon. He needs to capture the other party alive and find out everything in a soul search. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)