Tempered Immortal

“The Hundred Grass Fairies have advanced to Dong Xuan, then why... is the power of the aristocracy so weak? ”

Lin Xuan shrugged and said, I thought it was just a small, blind door pie. Now it seems that the situation is completely different from what I originally thought. I can progress to Dong Xuan. The qualifications of the Hundred Grass Fairies are not to be mentioned for the time being. The cultivation method is definitely almost gone.

“Let my predecessors laugh. The ancestors, Yingwu, were all the disciples of the later generations. This monument also flourished. Unfortunately, after some wind and rain, it gradually fell. Even the various methods of work lost most of them, so much so that the Baihua Tip became incomplete. ”

Upper officer Twilight and Rain sighed, his eyes filled with silence, Lin Xuan spoken a few words of comfort, Canghai Sangtian, things changed, the rise and fall of a doorman, is more than normal, but in peace of mind, Baihua Gate did not disappear in the long years, let Daotong carry on, which is remarkable.

Of course, Lin Xuan still has doubts in her heart. According to this woman, the old Hundred Grass Fairies are not in the pool. Why should the main rudder of the Hundred Grass Gate be located in the wild waters like the remote countryside?

Slightly hesitated, Lin Xuan did not ask this question, the deep language is a big taboo, there will be time in the future, now is not a hurry.

However, Lin Xuan looked at this woman's expression and showed some more kindness: “The so-called underworld has its own natural intentions, does not hide friends, I come from the same lower realm as Xuanfeng Fairy, and coincidentally, I got Xuanfeng Ancestor's Xian Zhenzhen understanding, saying that it was her disciple again, I can't overdo it. Since Baihua senior is a good friend with the teacher, then we are not an outsider. ”

“What a coincidence the predecessor said was good.” The woman is equally happy, with the current situation of the Baihumen Gate, there is a clutch monk on the mountain, she cannot ask for it, it seems that the forthcoming great robbery can also be solved.

“Well, Lin is a little tired. Why don't you talk to Daoyou some other time?” Lin Xuan said faintly.

“It was the concubine who was confused, disturbing the seniors to rest. That evening the seniors said goodbye for a while. If the seniors asked for anything, please don't be polite.” The woman made a whirlwind and then withdrew respectfully.

Lin Xuan glanced at the mural painting, Xuanfeng Fairy, actually found her fragrance here, I don't know where this woman is, if I can get the practice behind the Nine Days of Phoenix Dance, it would be good.

Though Lin Xuan already has the Moon Sky Witchcraft in his hand, one Lord and one Auxiliary, Zhengqi Mutual Auxiliary, this is also the right way.

The Nine Days of Phoenix Dance is a mystery to imitate the Phoenix. If possible, Lin Xuan is naturally reluctant to give up.

Unfortunately, although the Hundred Grass Gates are a little involved with Xuanfeng Fairy, they are still 18,000 miles away from their goal, and they are still a long way from each other.

Sighed, couldn't solve the problem in a hurry, it was urgent, still do what was right in front of you.

In his heart, Lin Xuan walked out of the cave and then took out a few sets of banners from his arms. He laid them around him. Lin Xuan was not worried about Baihua Gate people, he would be detrimental to himself. It was to lend them 10,000 balls, and this would not happen. However, he was careful not to make any big mistakes. Lin Xuan had become accustomed to it. There must always be some vigilance in his training place.

After doing all this, Lin Xuan returned to the cave.

“Cough, cough.” He took off his shirt, his chest and abdomen wounds were still not healed. The sword was terrible. The sword had invaded the meridian and was locked by his own spiritual force. During the previous period, he had been on the road, so it was not easy to deal with it. Now that there was a stable practice, of course, he had to remove the disease first.

How can it be practiced if the injury is bad?

Thoughts turned to Lin Xuan, who had already sat on the disc knee with the rules.

Until the patient is relieved.

Don't look at the scary, truly troublesome wound outside is the sword that invades the body. Just get rid of it. For the fairy repairer, healing this physical trauma can only be done with a raised hand.

Lin Xuan closed his eyes and probed his mind into his body.

Just around the wound, a few strands of black gas were like demons, and they ran straight into each other, but Lin Xuan's powers were all over it, making the black sword impenetrable.

On the surface, they are trapped, but they remain in the meridian near the wound, precisely because of their destructive effect, which keeps the wound from healing.

When Lin Xuan hesitated, he divided up the Divine Awareness a little bit. It was a very small Lin Xuan, unlike Yuan Baby, which had no body, but it did not affect his manipulation of magic, the little guy opened his hand, the nearby spiritual dragon came, like armor, wrapped the little guy, and then he rushed towards a black sword.

The purpose is to capture.

Yet the sword was as if it was spiritual, unwilling to bind hands, and turned into a black demon snake, which was, of course, a very small one.

Xiao Linxuan didn't care, rush up to grab it.

And then it flashed, and it was out of the body.

Lin Xuan spread out his right hand and he fell into his palm.

Later, Xiaolin Xuan, who was intelligent, did not enter from the top of his head. All he had left was a tiny sword like the silk of a swimming wire.

Hiss...

That thing flashed and turned into a monster.

“Hmm, dying. Want to fight back?” This thing tortured itself for so long, Lin Xuan naturally had no fondness for it, his palms trembled, a tri-colored flame emerged and wrapped the black gas.

It's nothing but a rootless thing. Can you fight your own phantom fire?

Sure enough, the black air was fierce, but soon it was extinguished in a fire of illusion.

Lin Xuan's expression on his face was very satisfying. He was trying to retrieve the spirit fire, but he moved his eyebrows, as if he had found something.

He put his palms in front of him.

After a moment.

“Not bad, really blessed by the disaster, I didn't expect this black gas to increase the power of corrosion in phantom fires. ”

Laughter came into the ear, shook the whole cave, buzzed, Lin Xuan couldn't help but have a few more wounds on his body, so there would be more black gas to cultivate the phantom fire.

When bad things become good, Lin Xuan naturally looks overjoyed.

The process was simple, but it took two hours.

Lin Xuan also felt a little tired, so he rested a little, then sat back on his knees and began to purge the black gas as he had made it, and then refined it into a phantom fire.

……

Two days will soon pass.

Lin Xuan refined the last trace of black gas into a phantom fire. The recalcitrant disease had been eliminated. Lin Xuan reached out his hand and photographed it on a shaving bag. A small jade bottle flew out.

Unplug the bottle, full of aroma, Lin Xuan applied a milky white, creamy thing to the wound surface.

An incredible scene happened, only to see the original thumb size, the bloody wound, actually began to heal at a rate visible to the naked eye.

Without a tea kung fu, Lin Xuan's skin is as clean as new, and he doesn't want to be penetrated by a spell hole.

“This muscle biopsy is working pretty well.” Lin Xuan muttered to himself.

This thing is actually equivalent to the worldly golden sore medicine, fixing things in the fairy world, nature is far more amazing than anything else, the living and dead can't do it, but the flesh and white bone, there is still no difficulty, it's easy.

But this is the kind of “magic potion” that would lead to bloody storms in the world of immortality, but it belongs to worthless things.

There are many kinds of Dan medicine. In general, only those who increase their powers and break through bottlenecks will be sought after by the monks. As for the nature of this wound medicine, it belongs to the ground-studded goods. For example, this lifeblood cream can be used for flesh-white bones. Ten low-grade crystals can be bought.

After the wound had healed, Lin Xuan returned to his bedroom and took a bath with water.

He said he was fetching water. In fact, he never went out. As a clutch fixer, Lin Xuan could manipulate the natural energy of the heavens and the earth. He directly fetched the water energy nearby and turned it into bath water.

After cleaning up, Lin Xuan went to bed upside down. This time out, the harvest was very rich, but it almost fell. Now that the wounds have been healed, there is a place to fall back on. Of course, you should rest well.

The next day, Lin Xuan was refreshed and then came to the study room.

In addition to the seven or eight storage bags, each of which swells drums, there is a shrine.

Wait, the storage bag is a rare treasure collected over the years by Ancestor Dragon. Where did this shrine come from?

Lin Xuan was slightly surprised, but soon he reacted.

That shrine, the last time at the general rudder of Danyue Zong, the third floor income of the last building, the Dan medicine inside, has been taken away by Jinyi, the Dan medicine is very magical, after eating, can let the boundaries of the monks, within the kung fu of two teas surge several order.

Due to not knowing the situation, Dan medicine fell into Kim Yi's hands, but later Lin Xuan made up for the death of the sheep and took the shrine away.

If I remember correctly, this thing has never been studied by itself.

It was negligent, Lin Xuan shot the head, but it's not too late to revisit it it.

As soon as the robe was blown, the shrine was rolled over.

The shrine is not large, only a foot long, and looks exquisite and unusual.

Lin Xuan held it in his hand and played with it carefully. Unfortunately, there was only one Dan medicine, but it was also taken away by Kim Yi. Otherwise, if he met the Dong Xuan Dynasty immortal again, there would be no need to be too afraid of such a killer.

The shrine itself is not a magic instrument, but Lin Xuan gripped it with his hand, but it was unusually hard. I don't know what material it was cast from, but obviously it is not a mortal object.

Unfortunately, the power input did not have any effect. Lin Xuan released the divine consciousness and searched every inch of it. Suddenly, he moved in color. In the shrine, there was actually a darkness. Did he say...

The thought turned around and Lin Xuanton got excited.

Careful with your fingers sticking out, somewhere in the shrine, tap, darkly open, a small jade box appears. (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)