Tempered Immortal

Although they do not say so themselves, they do not necessarily dare to lie, but with the promises they have just made, they will certainly try harder when answering questions.

When Lin Xuan said this, the other party was delighted. The expression on his face was even more respectful: “Excuse me, sir. ”

“Was the noble family born and raised in the lost interface, or was it a coincidence, transmitted from other interfaces? ”

“How can a senior ask such a question? The late ancestors were born and raised immortals of this lost interface. However, when they were made to arrive in Dongxuan, they were limited to qualifications, but it was difficult to go any further. They were discouraged to marry their wives and children, and the generations opened the leaves to achieve the scale of the present. ”

The middle-aged Confucian was surprised to say that he thought Lin Xuan was interested in his family's origins.

Is it true that this old monster is the late man of his ancestors?

He couldn't help but think about it.

“Oh?” Lin Xuan's face was no surprise: “The noble family could take the monks outside as introductory disciples, even if they had no blood ties at all? ”

“This is not often the case, but if you really meet a good seedling with good qualifications, naturally there is no reason to miss it, you will also want to be a disciple.” Middle-aged Confucianism, honestly.

Lin Xuan likewise did not feel unexpected. Although the Xian family is generally connected with blood as a bond, for the strength and continuity of the family, harvesting some good seedlings without blood ties is also today's practice in the fairy world.

“The girl in green who just won more skill, but the younger brother of the noble family, or the good seedlings from outside?” When Lin Xuan asked, the expression was still tolerant, but the attention in the tone could not be sustained.

“This...”

The middle-aged Confucian was stunned, and he couldn't really answer that question.

Don't look at him in front of Lin Xuan, he can't even breathe in the atmosphere, yet he is the only distracted monk in the Xiaoxian family.

On weekdays, it's the same thing, and it's high up on the ground.

In his capacity, how could he pay attention to a small psychic disciple, even if he was excellent, but in his eyes he was just an ant?

Neither did he dream that the little ant had attracted the attention of the ferry period that he also had to look up to.

This kind of thing, if it wasn't personal experience, whoever said to listen to it with him, wouldn't believe it. How can a fairy who can fix a fairy during a paradise ferry be interested in a rookie with a spiritual impulse?

He was surprised, and a little curious.

But the face is filled with smiles: “Forgive me, my predecessors, there are also thousands of fairies in the family, the descent of each of them, it is naturally impossible for the descendants to say all about it. ”

“But seniors don't have to rush. Seniors are going to ask her where she came from. ”

The voice was not set, but his robe was blown and a musical note flew out.

Not for long.

A few moments later, a bright light flew back, like Lin Xuan's accusation, leaving him in his own hands.

Then releasing the god...

“Senior Qi, this woman is Lu Ying-er, a disciple of the main family...”

“What, Lu Ying-er, is her name Lu Ying-er? ”

The middle-aged Confucian voice was not set, but was interrupted by Lin Xuan's excitement.

Looking at the old monster in front of him, who was a bit faint during the ferry period, Middle-aged Confucius was stunned and finally swallowed a sip of spit, but his heart was filled with curiosity and surprise.

Lu Ying-er, what's so strange about this name? How could an old monster be so disoriented during the paradise?

He couldn't figure it out, but he didn't dare ask what.

“Are you sure she's a noble disciple?” Lin Xuan said very solemnly.

“There is no mistake in this. If seniors don't believe it, seniors will let people get the ethnic spectrum. This girl is my Lu family's disciple, and her blood is pure. It's just pathetic, but her parents have been meteorized off more than 10 years ago. Although there is family care, there are no real parents around.” The middle-aged Confucian sighed.

“Really, there really is such a coincidence in the world, or is it true that the legendary way of turning around...”

Lin Xuan's own voice came into his ear, and then he slapped his head again. He was really confused. In retrospect, of course, it was true. Isn't the moon the reincarnation of King Ashuro?

“Rebirth? ”

The middle-aged Confucian could hear clearly, but he didn't get confused. He was still a fog, and he didn't dare to ask what.

I can only stand by respectfully.

“Is that the girl's name Lu Ying-er? So you can call her over. Lin has something to ask her. ”

Lin Xuan sighed for a moment and finally slowly opened his mouth.

“Yes!”

Middle-aged Confucianism naturally listened to the commands, although he was also curious as to why he would be interested in a spiritual monk, given the magnitude of the level of the paradise ferry.

Obviously, however, this is not something that you should listen to. It is not good to know too much about secrets because the evil comes out of your mouth.

That was in his heart, so he didn't say a word. The robe blew and a musical note flew out of his sleeve.

About a tea kung fu passed.

A bright light flew in from afar. In Lin Xuan's eyes, the rainbow was slow.

Later, the light converged, and the figure of the girl in green appeared in the curtain.

Then Lotus walked slowly into the palace, earning a fortune:

“Ying 'er sees his predecessors, he sees his ancestors. ”

The woman's voice was quite calm, but the tension on her face, however, could not be covered up, which is not surprising.

Using her fix as strength, facing a divine period, a ferry power, not shaking all over, fainting, has been very good.

The psychological qualities are really good.

This passport fell into Lin Xuan's eyes, but a few of them seemed to have known each other.

The same was true of Yinger in the past geometry. Though the roots were slightly worse, he was far more calm than his fellow brothers.

And the girl in front of you, not only has a similar personality, but also has the same name as Lu Ying-er. Is it really such a coincidence that she's underwater?

Of course, Lin Xuan doubted that this woman was the reincarnation of Lu Ying-er of the human world, not just because of these coincidences, but from her soul, she felt a little familiar, very similar to Lu Ying-er.

Being able to sense the connection between divine souls, this is not something that ordinary fairy practitioners can do. If Lin Xuan has not advanced to the ferry period, and the intellect is strong enough to far exceed his fellow monks, even if he meets this woman positively, he will not necessarily feel these connections.

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