Tempered Immortal

Blessed is the evil, blessed is the evil, the ancients do not deceive me, and the old man's face shows palpitations.

Don't look at Lin Xuan's relaxation to exterminate the great demon ghost. If it were for himself, it would probably be the result of nine deaths and a lifetime.

“What a lucky day.” The old man's mind had to come up with this idea on its own.

Therefore, the attitude towards Lin Xuan became more respectful.

Lin Xuan released the divine consciousness and explored the space node, unfortunately not much gain, but this is definitely the place he is looking for. The power of space here is very weak. With his own divinity, he can definitely reach the Yin Shi Dynasty using it.

“Moon, will it be there? ”

As soon as I thought about it, Lin Xuan became more excited and couldn't help but break the void now.

But he didn't.

Lin Xuan was originally a mature and steady fairy practitioner. In his character, doing things is naturally a plan and then a move.

While it is urgent to find a loving wife's heart, there are still many things left unaddressed.

You have to take a bite of rice, you have to do the same thing, there are some things that you can't rush.

If you look for the moon now, things are not arranged here, and if something goes wrong, you have to regret it.

Thoughts turned around and Lin Xuan took a deep breath, pressing his anxiety down.

“Not in a hurry, the light of the millennium itself is waiting for the past, and this time can still be consumed. ”

Lin Xuan cautioned himself in his heart and restored the colour of peace to his face, turning his head: “Let's go! ”

“Yes!”

The old man's heart was full of doubt, but in such a scenario he naturally dared not say much, so he led the way forward and left himself again.

After a meal of kung fu, the two returned to the ground.

At the helm of the Ghost Gate, the door was wide open and thousands of monks greeted out.

The ancestral caravan arrives here during the ferry period, such things are naturally different, but it is hard to say whether it is bliss or evil.

The monk of Fu Ghost Gate, without hesitation, watched the elder of this door too, and the honorable man, who will be young for one year, greeted in.

“Am I wrong? The man was only twenty years old, and he was the ancestor of the hijacking? ”

“Not bad, it's too young, and it doesn't have any great looks. I can't see half a dozen spiritual releases all over me. Are you really a ferry seniors, maybe a cheater. ”

“Shh, don't be ridiculous. You two ate the bear's heart and the leopard dared to talk nonsense here and make a big mistake for this door. ”

……

Various kinds of discourse sound into the ear, with Lin Xuan's knowledge, naturally heard clearly, too many elders of the ghost gate are a little disturbed. These disciples, even though they didn't know they were alive, dare to talk about the old monster during the ferry period.

But Lin Xuan did not make any comparison. Why should he take it seriously with some little monks? Even if there are disrespectful words, let it go with a smile.

Soon after, he arrived in the hall of visitors to the Phantom Gate.

Full of royalty, like the Immortal Palace.

Although the party is a haunted sect, it is only for the cultivation of kung fu, and the place of residence is still different from that of ordinary monks.

A maid of her own serves gourmet fruit, Lin Xuan sits down, and the elder of the Ghost Gate stands beside her respectfully.

Although he is the owner of this place, in the face of the old monster during the ferry period, how dare you sit flat? The strength and status of the immortal world is proportional.

“Don't know what the seniors want? ”

“I can't tell you.” Lin Xuan had a sip of spiritual tea, it tasted pretty good, so she could talk in her spare time: “Do you know who Lin is? ”

The old man shook his head, his face blurred. Although he was a divine level fairy fixer, none of the old monsters in the ferry period were not the ones the dragon had lost his head to.

Apart from some well-known strong people, there are many hidden masters at this level. Can he sit on the trumpet and naturally not know Lin Xuan's whereabouts?

Though there are many speculations, they also seem to be inconsistent with the legend. Lin Xuan's image is too young.

“You don't recognize Lin, this thing should have been seen before. ”

Lin Xuan's voice went down, his sleeve robe whispered casually, as he moved.

A red flash came out, the result of the old man's subconscious, but it was a fiery red token, the engraved pattern was very ancient, and his face changed dramatically when he looked at it.

“This... this is a letter from the elder of Yunxianzhengtai. You are...”

The old man said that the voices were a little stubborn here.

No wonder he is, the old monster of the Festival, for ordinary monks, though not climbing high, as if he were a god.

Between the existence of the tragic period, there would also be strength and weakness, and he had never dreamed that the young man, not surprisingly, had come from such a strange past.

His experience, legendary as it may be, cannot be overstated.

Elder Yunxianzongtai!

Lin Xuan!

Thousands of years ago, few monks had heard the name, but to this day, it is not known, but it is also like Lei Gwang Ear.

Exactly, such as Lei Kuan-er, even the old monster during the ferry period, Lin Xuan's fame is only second to the real person of the Dragon.

Yunxiaozong, a thousand years ago, the power of the unsolicited word and the Gunmen Gate is only between the two, perhaps a little larger, but if it can be powerful, in the list of Wanxiao Immortal Palace, the ranking is just as different.

Yet a thousand years later.

Though there is no decline in the Ghost Gate, its strength is no different from that of the past, as if, what about the cloud sect?

It's already the number one big thing in the dragon kingdom!

Just listening feels ridiculous.

But there is absolutely no moisture or exaggeration.

The clouds and the clouds are flying. It's not the same now.

Even the Sword Lake Palace has surrendered, and the elders of Wanxian Valley are beneath the power of the faction.

And what brings about this change is not how different the clouds themselves are, but the credit of a person.

Their elders, Lin Xuan, Lin Xuan!

That's right, one man, change the bones of the cloud secret sect, arrogant group of men!

Legend has it that his strength far outweighs that of his peers, and he is also a stunning figure among the ancestors during the ferry period.

This seemingly unspeakable teenager is Lin Xuan?

The old man in the ghost gate was stunned, and the expression on his face became irresistible and even somewhat admirable.

“It turns out that Senior Lin is here. This door is truly brilliant. I don't know what I can do for you. I also ask you to tell me. ”

“All right, Daoyou Express, my lord doesn't like to go around the circle either, just to be honest, the chief rudder of the nobleman, there is a node leading to the Yin Shi Mansion, it is a great use for Lin...”

“So that's it.” There are also speculations in the mind of the elderly, but not many unexpected colours: “Since seniors have liked this place, seniors wait to leave. ”

How dare he refuse an old monster of the rank of a bandit, even though he has some heart.

Yet Lin Xuan laughed: “Go away, who said you should leave?” (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.)