Tempered Immortal

Lin Xuan knew nothing about the ancient demons' arrangements, but with his experience, he certainly would not have thought that this matter would be so easy to forget.

The other side gets two black laundry stones, they're all very happy, good furnace, and naturally there's no reason to let go.

Fifty million Chinese crystal stones may be a great amount for Monk Dong Xuan, but the ancient demon is a divine-grade immortal, and is one of the two elders of Heavenly Corpse Gate.

His identity is there, and this crystal stone is not worth mentioning, but it's no big deal.

The other party would actually give up the bidding, and this was all weird.

I don't know the exact arrangements of the other party, but this is definitely not the end of the matter.

Lin Xuan's heart counts for this.

At this moment, even though he is in Longtan Tiger Cave, he is safe, because people are so cluttered, even if the ancient demon hates himself again, he will not break the sign of the Marlboro Congress for a small thing in the district.

That won't pay off, and they won't do anything stupid like that.

Lin Xuan had a wonderful time these past two days. On the face of it, he could not see a single colour, but after the scene of the Marlboro Convention that day, he was famous among the foreign monks.

Wherever you go, people point, Lin Xuan doesn't care. The more so, the safer you are.

Two days of fugitive life soon passed, and the Montblanc Conference finally came to an end.

The sun had just risen on that day, and the fairy cultivator began to leave. Less than an hour later, man walked a little and a half.

And Heavenly Corpse Gate is passionate about sending guests, even sending specialists, flying magic machines, sending foreign guests out of the dead gas swamp.

Lin Xuan, after a cold eye, also stepped forward and came to the front of a flying instrument.

It's a magic vessel, but the shape is huge, but it's about seven inches in diameter, it's wide enough, and it's not crowded by dozens of immortals.

And the flying machine was operated by a plain looking heavenly carcass disciple. Apparently, he was in his thirties, but he was only cured.

The boundaries are lower, but he only does some welcome work, and the condensation period is sufficient.

As soon as Lin Xuan lifted his foot, he came over the flying device.

In the bone boat, there were several fairy repairers. After seeing Lin Xuan come up, most of them turned their heads and swept their eyes over his face. However, Lin Xuan ignored them and sat down looking for a spot.

When he saw Lin Xuan's face, the disciple of the heavenly body responsible for the delivery of passengers did not reveal any foreign colour. However, when he turned around, he showed a slight ecstasy on his face. Through his body, he blocked the eyes of the crowd, quietly crushed a bead in his sleeve, and a white gas dissipated, but quickly dissipated into the air, nothing abnormal appeared.

A moment later, seven or eight monks came up, and then the disciple of Tianjinmen during the cloudy period came out with a trick, and the miserable white light flashed through, and the bone boat lasered forward at a fast speed.

However, no one is clear that this technique not only activates the spiritual boat, but also mixes with the white gas melted in the air, turning it into a secret French seal, quietly from Lin Xuan's sole, did not enter.

Nor did Lin Xuan know, after all, that he was not everything.

I'm afraid Lin Xuan himself didn't believe that one day the boat would be turned over in the gully and branded on his body by a little Brother Gedan.

The boat was fast, and less than half a tea of kung fu came out of the dead gas swamp, and then the fairy fixers or 35% of them, or the shadows, left alone.

Lin Xuan is naturally the same, acknowledging one direction turned into a rainbow, a few flashes, has disappeared into the sky.

Watching his back disappear, the heavenly cadaver disciple suddenly raised his hand and a fragrance appeared in his palm, after which he gently lit the column.

After just a few breaths of kung fu, the fog swelled and three monks appeared in sight.

Two men and one woman, both cultivated during the Dong Xuan period, were the three disciples sent by the ancient demon to hunt Lin Xuan.

“See Master Ancestor.” The heavenly dead monk of the cloudy period knelt down, his face was full of excitement, in his repair, let alone the ancestors of the Dong Xuan period, even if the clutch level in the door existed, it was usually rare to see.

“You lit the messenger incense, but you found the guy named Lin?” The shady monk opened his mouth cold.

“Back to Master Jo, the disciple found the guy, and with the ball you distributed, he has been marked for tracking.” The disciple respectfully said.

“Oh?”

The shady monk listened and couldn't help but look slowly before removing the disc-shaped instrument from his arms.

A trick came out, and a blue light point appeared on it, gradually moving away.

“Nice, the Soul Ball did work. Looks like the old man made the right decision to send one for each guest disciple, but whether or not the guy with the last name Lin is tracked by this seal is yet to be confirmed...”

“The disciple would never dare to deceive his master.” The Brother's face changed dramatically during the coagulation period.

“Now you don't have to bet on anything. If the person you're tracking is right, you'll do a great job. You'll never lose your reward. ”

“Thank you, Master Jo. ”

……

The Yin Shifu stopped talking and then gave a look at the two same doors, and then chased them up, as the apparatus said.

Lin Xuan didn't know about all of this, but he was careful not to make a big mistake, and he had a number in his heart. The ancient demons would probably not stop.

Therefore, after leaving the dead gas swamp, Lin Xuan immediately turned into a rainbow and flew to the distance at full speed.

There was no pause along the way. After a moment of flying, Lin Xuan spared no effort and continuously carried out phantom magic.

In a thousand miles!

After several shifts, Lin Xuan emerged in the middle of the sky. Now he is almost 56,000 miles from the main rudder of the sky body gate. Although he has not escaped from the other party's sphere of influence, he quickly reached such a distance that it should also be very difficult for the other party to track himself.

At the very least, the original arrangement of the other party should be completely disrupted. Even if he had any conspiracy, it would never work again.

But it was just temporary safety. Lin Xuan beat it between his waist, pulled out a jade bottle, the bottle plug was unplugged, aromatic, Lin Xuan continuously dripped 56,000 years of milk into his mouth.

Power consumed, quickly replenished.

However, Lin Xuan's face showed some distressing color. As the realm improved, the power grew more and more pure. A drop of tens of thousands of years of milk has not been very effective. Drink it this way, and the treasure in your hands will be used up soon.

PS: At the beginning of the third year, the baby is still sick, the heart is confused, the year is really bitter, the weather is cold, I hope to send charcoal in the snow, give the moon ticket warm fantasy rain chest. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)