Painting of the Nine Immortals

The moon is hanging high and the stars are a bit.

However, the Nine Immortals map is bright, and the round of red and hot sun in the sky seems to never fall.

Lian Cangqiang frowned and looked at the Sanhua Jing in the air, thinking hard.

For a long time, he stretched his brow and chuckled, "I said, how could I feel familiar, the public law of the flood season?"

"Popular law in the flood season?" Ling Xian stunned.

"Yes, the monks in the flood season were completely different from our current practice system. The teachers only knew that they first wanted to condense the three flowers and gather the energy in their chests. Therefore, the Sanhua Sutra was a popular method at that time, but With the development of the times, that practice system has been gradually eliminated. I did not expect that there will still be a copy of Sanhuazu. Until now, Dan Xian said with emotion.

"So, is it just a useless formula?" Ling Xian was a little disappointed. He thought he had found an incredible formula in the Tibetan scripture hall, but he did not expect it to be a popular formula in the flood season. Moreover, it is only suitable for monks in that era. It is completely useless for the current practice system.

"Useless to others, but not necessarily to you." Lian Cangqiang smiled mysteriously.

"How do you say that?" Ling Xian's eyes brightened.

"It can't be said for the time being." Lian Cangqiang looked at him with amusement and sighed: "It seems that I have to change my plan, quickly find Yunhun Lake, and wake up the second fairy. He knows more about spiritual problems than I do, Especially understanding the practice system and words of the flood season, awakening him will greatly help your practice. "

"Yes, Master." Ling Xian smiled bitterly, suppressing the curiosity in her heart, and turning it into the expectation of the second fairy.

"To be honest, I want to awaken an old friend of mine first, and do not want to awaken the old bastard, but for your spiritual plan, once you find Yunhun Lake, let Sanmiao Baolian evolve Sanmiao Soul Lotus, first Let the old **** wake up. "Danxian sighed, remembering the scenes of the oppressed past in her head, and a look of fear flickered across her face.

Ling Xian looked at the fear on Lian Cangqiang's face. She was very clever and didn't ask much, but she couldn't help but be a little curious. Who was the second immortal who could make the eternal Danxian feel fear?

"Well, you can cultivate here and go for the teacher's quiet raising." Lian Cangqiang floated away.

Nodded, Ling Xian sat cross-legged, motionless as the old monk settled, waiting for dawn.

At the fifth level of refining gas, he can already break the valley, not to eat or drink, or to survive with the heaven and earth aura.

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Yanwuchang is located in the center of Lingfu. Here, Reiki is the only residence of the children of the Ling family, so many children from the side usually choose to practice here.

Especially at this time, the morning glow rose, and a warm and soft light was sprinkled.

Three or two groups of collateral children are facing the sunrise, sitting silently with their knees crossed, all the weather aura comes from all directions, enters their bodies, and between them spit and breath, they transform into mana and strengthen their cultivation. .

Ling Bai is one of them.

His father is a deacon of Lingfu, and he has a lot of authority among the children of the sidelines. Therefore, with the help of his father, his cultivation has reached the fourth level of gas refining. Not easy.

Strictly speaking, most of the offspring are not surnamed Ling at all, and their ancestors were subordinates who had fought alongside Ling's ancestors, or they were successful officials such as housekeepers. They have been children of the Ling family for generations.

This situation is very common in the family of Xiuxian Realm. Ling Bai's ancestors were a member of the expansion of the land with Master Ling, so what is flowing in his body is not the blood of Ling family, but on the surface, he still Is a member of the Ling family.

It is precisely for this reason that he has always had a lingering heart for Ling Tianxiang. Although his name should be Ling Tianxiang's aunt, in fact, Ling Tianxiang is about the same age as him, growing up from a young age, so he hit his heart Ling Tianxiang was not regarded as an elder.

Therefore, when the rumor that the Miss Ling family watched a **** passed to his ears, he was so angry that he vowed to find Ling Xian and teach him a good meal.

It was only yesterday that he started to wait at Lingxian's house, and waited until very late. He didn't see Lingxian's figure. He was so angry that he couldn't meditate even if he had to practice in the early morning.

Just then, one of his classmates ran to him and said, "Boss, look at that, he's Lingxian."

"Ok?"

Ling Bai was refreshed, looking in the direction of his fingers, and saw a teenager walking not far away.

His face is like a crown jade, his eyes are like a star, he is dressed in a black robe, a slight smile hangs on the corner of his mouth, his spirit is bright, and his spirit is compelling.

It was Lingxian who came back from the Qianshan dense forest.

"It's a good skin, but it's a waste that can't be cultivated." Ling Bai stared at the elegant figure, his eyes seemed to spit fire.

He has been lingering for Ling Tianxiang for a long time, not only obsessed with that beautiful face, but also eager to gain the status and power of Miss Ling family. You need to know that Ling Tianxiang is the most honorable woman in the entire Ling family. Although she is an elder in name and cannot marry her upright, but as long as her heart is obtained, for Ling Bai, it means that he can get Miss Ling family. Funding can advance to higher areas of spiritual practice.

To put it plainly, I want to use Ling Tianxiang's status to climb higher.

Therefore, when he heard the rumor, he could not help but be jealous of Ling Xian.

"Follow me, you have to teach him a good meal!"

With jealousy and anger, Ling Baiteng stood up and strode towards Ling Xian with a big stride. Behind him, followed by no less than ten side-children, all followers led by him, ranging from the first layer of gas refining to the third layer of gas refining.

The group was murderous, attracting everyone around to practice.

"That's Ling Bai? Who's he looking for?"

"That direction is Lingxian's waste!"

"Lingxian, is that waste that is born to be unable to cultivate, Miss Ling?"

"Hey, it's him. Ling Bai has always been secretly in love with Miss Ling. This time when the rivals meet, there is a good show!"

A group of people gloated over the upcoming show.

Ling Xian frowned and looked at the murderous party standing in front of her, puzzled.

"Boy, I can find you." Ling Bai looked at him gloomily, gas raging in his chest.

"What's the matter with me?" Ling Xian was full of fog. He recognized Ling Bai, relying on a deacon father who could provide him with spiritual resources. He had reached the fourth level of refining gas. Boss in the next line of children.

However, one was the first of the children of the next line, and the other was the waste that could not be cultivated, so the two did not usually meet.

He didn't know that when Ling Tianxiang returned to the family, he sent someone to look for him, and then the most rumorous thing happened.

"What's the matter?" Ling Bai stagnated, and then he became even more angry, and said coldly, "Can't I find you this waste, all right? I just want to find you, can't I?"

Ling Xian's eyes were cold, but he smiled softly. He was no longer Ling Xian. The two-day dream experience made him completely reborn and turned into a butterfly. Since some people want to find faults, he doesn't mind killing the chickens and tamarins, so that everyone in the Ling family knows that he is a fairy and will not be bullied again!

"What are you laughing at? What I said is funny?" Ling Bai said coldly.

"It's funny, at least I laughed." Ling Xian spread his hands.

"Funny, right? I'll make you cry in a while, a waste will dare to talk to me and show me!" Ling Bai waved his hand, followed by a step behind his classmates. Nine people will be surrounded. Ling Xian was in the middle, encouraging the mana in the body, and the momentum that was connected was quite amazing.

"Lingxian, you waste, don't hurry to admit your mistake to the boss!" A 16-year-old teenager yelled and slashed at Lingxian's single palm!

"The momentum is good, but unfortunately, it is not enough for me." Ling Xian looked indifferent, and the fifth-layer power of the refining gas was surging and horrifying, like a storm and a storm. He reached out, grabbed the monk's wrist, and immediately faced The ground smashed!

The teenager's complexion changed, and the irresistible force made him horrified, and Ling Xian fell to the ground with no resistance and sprayed blood.

The rest of the nine people looked at each other and looked at each other. Immediately, each of them performed its own energy. For a time, low-level spells such as fireball vines swarmed towards Lingxian.

With a slight smile, Ling Xian looked at the shocking nine people around her. Her body moved like a thunder, and she immediately came to a teenager and punched out!

"puff!"

The five-layer mana of Lianqi struck him as hard as possible, making his face pale and flying out. Immediately, Ling Xian moved to the left and right, and her elegant figure shuttled between the remaining eight.

fist!

leg!

elbow!

knee!

All that can be used is regarded as a weapon, and each move must be a person, as dense as a storm, these nine people have no power to fight back.

Soon, all these people were brought down by Ling Xian, lying on the ground constantly mourning.

"Oh my God, I read that right, it's not Lingxian's waste lying down?"

"It's so strong. Although they are not high in cultivation, they are so easily defeated by him. How high is his cultivation?"

"Is this the waste that can't be cultivated? For me, it's only a shame."

A group of children from the sidelines who are ready to watch the show are extremely shocking. They never dreamed that the waste they always thought would have such a powerful strength!

Shocked!

Everyone who watched the battle was shocked by this scene!

"Five layers of gas!"

Ling Bai looked gloomily at the few attendants who fell to the ground, a flash of confusion and fear in his eyes.

How can it be?

Isn't he born incapable of cultivation? How can he have higher cultivation than himself?

"Now, it's your turn." Ling Xian looked at him indifferently, dancing in a black robe without wind.

The wind is light and cloudy, and the intention of killing is stunned.