Tempered Immortal

The teenager was stunned, stunned to take over his pockets, swept slightly with his mind, his mouth could not close, the number of magic stones in it was more than ten times what he had imagined.

“Senior, this... this is too much. ”

He swallowed a sip of spit, and said strangely, if he was unwilling, it must be a lie. A low-order fairy like him was evicted from his family again. For demonic stones, the need was even greater, but he could not do anything. To accept the support of such a strange predecessor, it really stunned his heart.

“You can have it, you can't have that much bullshit. ”

Lin Xuan's voice went down, his sleeve robe blew, and the black light flashed, but he hid everything from his stall first.

“Thank you, Senior. ”

When things got to this point, it made sense that the demonic teenager was not good enough to get rid of it, especially if he really needed the stone.

When the bag was about to be put away, he bent his knees like Lin Xuan knelt down and kowtowed three times.

The gratitude came from the heart. Of course, he didn't know the book was worth geometry. He thought it was really a waste. This senior gave himself so many magic stones because he felt sorry for himself.

“Don't be polite, work hard in the future, and if there's a reason, maybe we'll see each other again later. ”

Lin Xuan urged the teenager to say a few words and then left. He did not leave the valley immediately, but Yu Yu Yan turned again and even bought something, of course, to cover his eyes and ears.

Although Lin Xuan believes that no one will notice himself, but be careful not to make a big mistake. This thing is extraordinary. It is absolutely worth spending some unjust money in order to lay doubt on it. Besides, for him, this magic stone is simply not worth mentioning.

Lin Xuan returned to his place of residence, still no movement at all. In the next few days, nothing happened, as if nothing had happened.

It does seem that no one has noticed themselves.

Lin Xuan was relieved, and the next morning, he left White Floating City silently.

Lin Xuan was headed east. On his way, he found a desert there. There was no sign of anyone. No monk monks would visit it at leisure.

Lin Xuan flowed at full speed. After only half a day of kung fu, he arrived at his destination.

A mountain stretching in the eye curtain, Lin Xuan's face showed satisfaction, the sleeve robe swept out, a sword light quickly opened a cave.

Then take out a set of charms, look at the sky for a feast, the sound of the whining wind into your ears, don't know where from a large piece of demonic fog, cover all the circles.

Lin Xuan was still not satisfied, reached between his waists for a beat, another set of flags emerged, Lin Xuan did not speak, and arranged it around the cave.

Then again, a set of flags was removed.

……

As a result, Lin Xuan laid five sets of banners around him before entering the cave.

He did not rest and went directly to the newly opened study room, which was quite spacious and had more than twenty legs.

In the blink of the sleeve robe, the old book of the demonic teenager flew out. Lin Xuan's face was full of a heavy colour, and then he reached out his hand. In the waist, the light flashed, and the jade box of one or four quarters flew out. It also had a number of restraining marks on it, not to seal the treasure inside, but not to let out its aura.

Looking at the jade box, Lin Xuan's face was filled with the color of nostalgia. He had received this treasure for hundreds of years. At that time, he was still a small clutch fixer and had not yet reached the spiritual realm.

Fingering a microbullet, the sound of a "bang” enters the ear, the box lid has been opened and a calm lie inside the box.

However, it is a residual character, which seems to have been torn apart by hard students, and the other half, although still thin and seemingly insignificant, has no way of using it at all, at most for the study of the symbolism.

But when it comes to the origin of this symbol, it's enough to make any monk blush.

Lin Xuan came from the mountains of Penglai.

Lin Xuan went to great lengths to get it. This is the legacy of a cactus.

Nine Days of Xuanzhen handed down the charm.

Though broken, the treasure of the immortal, it cannot be underestimated by anyone.

Lin Xuan has been secretly studying this object for a long time, but unfortunately no progress has been made. Although he has been involved in some hunting for symbolism, however, he simply does not understand the treasure of immortality.

If this is the case, it must also be hidden and not visible to the outside world. Otherwise, it must lead to the scourge of killing. Otherwise, Lin Xuan can also ask the master of charms of the spiritual world, which may have some gain.

I didn't expect to break through the iron shoes without finding a place. It didn't take much effort and coincidence, but I discovered the book at a trade fair held at my house.

Lin Xuan thought so, turning the broken old book open, and there was a page painted on it, it was exactly the same as this broken character.

Does this book belong to the Immortal Realm?

That was a coincidence. I found the baby.

Lin Xuan's face was shadowy and uncertain.

If it is true as one's own guess, this book is the object of the fairy world, he does not want to be able to enlighten it. After all, everything has to go as far as possible. Lin Xuan only hopes to be inspired from it, and can use this Ruyi. After all, even if it is only a residual character, but as a treasure left behind by the Nine Days of Xuan, then the power is also absolutely immense, and the help to herself will be incredible.

In his heart, Lin Xuan held the letter and opened the book with one hand. He sank his heart into it and began to learn carefully.

Although the text above does not recognize it, it is not necessarily possible to find traces of silk.

……

Time passes just like that.

Lin Xuan never went back to his residence in Baifu City. He only came back once in a while in the first 15 years of the exchange.

Unfortunately, nothing has been gained at all. In fact, it is also normal to get this ancient book of suspicious fairy objects. It is already bad luck. How can there ever be such good luck again and again?

People are very knowledgeable.

In just one year, it will soon pass.

On that day, the rumbling sounds entered his ears and Lin Xuan came out of the cave.

With a little comfort on his face, this year has not been a waste of time. Although the residue remains unusable, research on it has progressed considerably.

Lin Xuan's departure was due to the imminent convening of the Wanju Congress. He had come to White Floating City in search of a rare item, such an opportunity is naturally not missed for any reason.

As for the study of the ancient book, it doesn't matter if you put it on first, it's a matter of priority.

Lin Xuan turned into a rainbow like Baifu City flying away.

The scenery is still there, the city pool is still desolate and shattered. In just one year, of course, there can be no change. If it must be said differently, the number of monk monks coming from all sides has increased dramatically.

It's not every day, it's only a decade before there's such an opportunity.

Fujia's charactermaking technique is also famous, so the nearby demon race, as long as it is practiced as Sangkou, and there is a certain figure of the family, will come here to gather a lively crowd.

The role of Fu Lu is well known. If it's a rare item, it's a critical moment, but it can save lives.

This time, Lin Xuan did not hide the cultivation. Why, because there were so many demons who came, there was no shortage of high-end existence. Along the way, he discovered that there were many holes in the Xuan Dynasty. If so, what else did he need to hide the cultivation?

Lin Xuan followed the demons and walked like a white floating city.

Quickly came to the heart of the city, where there was a large square, and of course, the Halloween Convention was not held here, but there were two fugitives standing in the middle.

There was a stone tablet next to them, engraved in dense numbness.

Lin Xuan, the script of the Demon Nation, also knew that at first glance, but it was a condition for participation in the Wan Ru Convention. It was fixed as unlimited. Everyone only had to pay 3,000 demon stones to go in.

“3,000 demon stones? ”

Lin Xuan showed a few smiles on his face. Fu Jia really did a good job, just by entering the Mandarin Convention ticket, you can make a lot of money.

Although slightly more expensive, most of the demons who come here are above the Yuan infant level. This demonic stone can be afforded in the district, and no one can compare it.

Lin Xuan handed over the magic stone, then Fujia's monk gave him a sign. Lin Xuan injected his powers slightly, banging, the brand exploded, the space swung up, and a white-morned passage into the curtain.

There was nothing in it that could be seen clearly, but Lin Xuan had no hesitation and stepped in.

The fragrance was overflowing, reflected in a piece of Jonghua Yuyu, Lin Xuan came to a square through a winding trail.

The fairy crane rings, and the maid dances. The scenery in front of her is also beautiful. Where is this still the desolate White Floating City? It looks like the fairy realm of the human race.

Lin Xuan is alright. Many ancient demons who arrived here at the beginning showed surprise on each face.

“Is this the White Float? The legend is true.” A demon's voice enters the ear.

“Legend, what legend?” Next to the other tall Demon clan opens its mouth.

“Why, Brother Pork has not heard that the place where Baifloating City is located, originally desolate, Fujian is willing to settle here, because there is millennial stone milk, which greatly helps to make the charm, however, although the charm can make Fujian earn a pot full of pot, but the place is too desolate, the demonic vein is also inferior, for practice, there is no half benefit, it can be said to stay here, but Fujian ancestors, not less than can exist, perform mystery, hard-boiled create a small space, and then transplant from elsewhere, the demonic vein, after tens of thousands of years of efforts, hard-boing that small space, causing the existence of holes, that is, the legendary white floating victory. ”

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