Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan's eyes flashed a little confusion. With his capital, of course, he could see what the little girl seemed to be hiding.

Although curious, for Moon, Lin Xuan is really too spoiled, she doesn't want to do anything to embarrass the little girl. Anyway, she won't hurt herself, and if she wants to keep a secret, it's up to her to go.

Hence Lin Xuan did not know.

Seeing the young master did not ask, the moon relieved, she really did not know how to open her mouth about King Ashuro's secret.

That's a little too much involved.

Although Moon believed that the young master would not abandon herself for fear of the immortal, she did not want to cause the young master more unwarranted troubles for her own reasons.

She couldn't find a solution, so she simply dressed up as an ostrich.

As for the stillbirth, Moon is really not very worried. Unfortunately, the last time was pressing, he went to heal the young master and forgot to ask about the situation.

But if you think about it, your previous life was King Ashuro, the reigning pussy, even the true fairy dared to fight, even if the memories were sealed, this baby knot must be a problem sooner or later.

Just ask Peach and you'll find a solution.

Too bad the girl was asleep.

“Moon, what are you thinking? ”

“No.”

The little girl shook her head. The nervous look made Lin Xuan look dark and funny. Unconsciously, she also dispersed the troubles in her heart.

At this moment, depression cannot solve the problem. It is imperative to find Ouyang Heart, but then find a way out of here.

Looking back at the scene before fainting, the so-called space vortex is very different from what is stated in the classics. Since I am alive, the heart must not have fallen, but I just don't know where I was dumped.

Lin Xuan, with his hand and jaw, analyzed and pondered in his mind.

If a monk were to change, he would probably be in a panic, but Lin Xuan's situation is different. Since he stepped into the immortal world, he has encountered strange things. Although he did not dare to say that there were no ancients before him, he did not come after him, but there are absolutely no more than shoulders.

Lin Xuan has encountered more absurd situations, and naturally there will be no slight panic in front of him.

“Young Master, do you think we're still in Sky Cloud 12?” The moon's voice enters the ear.

“I don't know.” The corner of Lin Xuan's mouth reveals a bitter smile.

He actually thought about it a long time ago, you know, the space vortex, but it involves the laws of heaven and earth, and it's very possible to send them over long distances.

Like being sucked into a crack back then, it came from the Cloud Sea to the Island of the Spirit.

Of course, this cannot be generalized.

Sometimes they don't get relaxed, they just get dumped in a separate space.

In any case, you need to find out first, and also find the whereabouts of the heart.

After listening to Lin Xuan's analysis, Moon nodded and turned into a rainbow, returning to his sleeve.

Lin Xuan picked up the shield under his feet, put it back in the storage bag, and then closed his eyes to release the god...

It's kind of weird here, but there's no such thing as that nasty shadow, and there's no restriction on the gods.

Within 500 miles of the scenery, Lin Xuan can feel a clear view, but unfortunately no harvest.

After turning a tea kung fu, Lin Xuan opened his eyes again.

Slightly sighed, since God couldn't find anything, he had to explore it himself.

Mindful of this, he carried out the technique of the wind, and flew in one direction at random.

……

At the same time.

Somewhere over 100,000 miles from the city of Xuan, deep in an unsightly mountain, a hidden cave.

An elderly man in grey sat on his knees.

This man appeared to be in his early sixties, spiritual, and had no fluctuations in his powers. He was the ancestor of the Tianzhou Lo family.

Fixed to the clutch period, the same level as the elders of the seven main gates.

Around the elderly, there are several monks, men and women, young and old, all Yuan Baby, of course, and two late Grand Monks.

After millions of years of rest and recuperation, the Luo family finally regained some strength. Of course, compared to the peak period, it was far from beating horses.

The people in front of them are the whole bottom of their homes.

Of course, it does not include lower order monks, as well as a large number of undercover persons who had previously infiltrated Xuancheng.

“Ancestor, the news is back in town, everything is ready, we can do it.” A man in a white robe rose to look in his 40s, late Yuan Baby, and was only slightly lower than his ancestors.

“Humph, ready, this big event needs nine ghost girls as sacrifices, the last time Heaven said there was a clue, but yesterday it was supposed to be done, he said the kid disappeared without a trace.” Ancestor Luo's eyes opened, his face flashed with rage. For the sake of this grand plan, Luo's generations were thorned, and he didn't want a little leakage.

“With all due respect, the twelfth brother did a little recklessness and didn't even know the identity of the other party, so he sent a musical note. Good thing we didn't give up looking for the last ghost girl just in case. Now that we have it, it will never ruin my family's plan.” The man in the white robe was so busy explaining himself.

“Well, fortunately, nothing bad happened. Otherwise, the old man had to peel the kid's soul. You know, only these three days of the year are the most gloomy, and if we miss it, our plan will be completely soup.” Ancestor Luo's anger diminished slightly, but he was still grunting.

“Ancestor, there's one thing I don't know if I should ask.” The White Robe monk hesitated slightly and said a few words.

The rest of the ex-baby monks, too, show no less concern.

As a clutch fixer, Luo's ancestors lived a thousand years old monster. The minds of the younger generation naturally understand this: “Zi Zheng, don't be so constrained. Do you want to ask us what the ultimate goal of this plan is? ”

“Yeah, Joe, not just Second Brother, we're curious too.” A glorious voice came into her ear, talking to a young woman in her early twenties, who looked stunning and had been repaired into the middle of Yuan Baby.

The rest, too, raised their ears, and this time the Los Angeles were desperate to fight against the seven main chambers, as long as they succeeded, according to their ancestors, although they could not restore the glory of the past.

The prospects are incredible, but even these core figures don't know what the whole plan is, and what the ancestors' ultimate plan is, what can dramatically empower the Los Angeles.

“The old man didn't mean to hide it, but it was too much to do with this matter, can I raise the Luo family again, all of it...” Luo family ancestors touched the beard and slowly said such words.

“The ancestors' difficulties are naturally clear to the later generations, but action is about to begin now, and there will certainly be no more leaks, and it will be very helpful to be able to understand the plan and the purpose.” A white man named Luo Zizheng went on to say respectful words.

“Well, Chi Chung makes sense.” Ancestor Luo finally nodded and agreed.

“This time the old man spares no effort in blood book, the purpose is to take a treasure. As long as I get that thing, I can revive the male wind...”

The voices have not gone down, the former infant monks beneath have all faced each other. What treasures are so magical, you know that after millions of years of development, the seven great gates are far from comparable in ancient times.

Each party has a clutch old monster, especially Wangting Pavilion. I heard that it is already a late clutch fairy repairer. Even flying up has more than 70% certainty. It is unpredictable to fix it all. Is it that easy for the Luo family to turn the saltfish over?

“Ancestor, this anti-heavenly thing, the younger generations have never heard of, is it the legendary Tong Tian Ling Bao?” Luo Zizheng was deaf and a little stunned to open his mouth.

“Hmm, Tong Tian Ling Bao, of course not, that thing is really powerful, but in the end, it's just a treasure. How can it revitalize my family?” Ancestor's face showed an unexpected look.

“What's that?” Though all of us here are Yuan Baby Fairies, we know a lot about them, but apart from Tong Tianling Bao, we've never heard anything more precious.

“I ask you, in the longer term, my Luo family was actually just a medium-sized Xian family, and then how did it fly to the sky to become the ruler of Sky Cloud 12? ”

“This…” The crowd had to be stunned and wondered why the good ancestors had shifted the subject to something else.

Of course, they know why, after all, they are all at the heart of the Ro family.

“That's because millions of years ago, a female ancestor of my Luo family had an overnight relationship with King Tian Sha Ming, and was pregnant with the bone blood of King Ming, and thus broke the leaves. Although the blood power of King Ming as a human race is not much, it is enough to allow our family to sweep the world and become the ruler of the twelve states of Tianyun.” It was the magnificent nun who spoke, and the words were filled with admiration for the King of Heaven and Sha Ming.

Normal human monks, including even the seven great gates, know little about the pubic world, but they are different families.

“Purple comb is right. When I was in the scenery, the reason I had an infinite number of masters was because I inherited the blood of Ming Wang, and the treasure my husband wanted was related to it. ”

“Related to this, but the scripture of the family records that the Ming King appeared in the human race because of the outbreak of war between the pubic and spiritual worlds, and the defeat of the pubic worlds. If Ming Wang also returned to the Nine Phantoms, can we still ask him for help?” Luo Zizheng spoke illogically.

“Of course, it is impossible to ask for help like Ming Wang, not to mention that he was fortunate that our ancestors were merely coincidental. Ming Wang's identity did not put our small family in the eyes. Even if he really wanted to do it, it would have led to interference from the spiritual world, when the war between the two worlds broke out again.” The ancestors of the Los Angeles did not speak well.

“If so, what exactly is Ancestor's goal and why is he involved with Ming Wang?” Dropped purple comb for a while, some puzzled open mouth.

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