Painting of the Nine Immortals

The moment Ling Ling saw Yu Wushou, she was doomed to the result today.

Everything is a conspiracy, a game set by Yu Wushou.

She has a dream to be the emperor who is high above all others. Unfortunately, her qualifications are very ordinary, and she can't break through to the high avenue in her entire life.

Fortunately, she has an ancestral legend. If it is planted to a monk, she can transfer most of her cultivation and qualifications to herself.

Unfortunately, Yuezhou's genius is too powerful, and she has no chance to cast this evil item at all.

Therefore, she began to travel in Kyushu and searched the world. She finally learned in Yunzhou that there was once a brilliant genius, but because she had taken Moxin Dan in her early years, her qualifications were destroyed and she became an ordinary monk.

After hearing the news, Yu Wushou was overjoyed, because her ancestral creature not only had the magical effect of depriving others of her qualifications, but also relieved all the side effects brought by the elixir.

So, she made a series of plans. First, she found Lingxian, introduced him to Shangqing Gate, and then gave him all the resources to help him. He gave him all the resources for his spiritual practice. When Lingxian Duyuan Yinglei was weak, she would Invoke that fetish and transfer his qualifications and most of his skills to himself.

The senior management of Shangqingmen is very clear about this matter, but because her ancestors were one of the founders of Shangqingmen, she has a high status in this sect, and many elders naturally strongly support her approach.

So there is the present scene.

Whenever all the prestigious forces in Yuezhou sent people to watch the ceremony, the people were full of excitement and excitement. In theory, this is a scandal. Yu Wushou should not choose to attack at this time, but she and Shangqing What the door wants is this effect.

With the fall of the first genius of Yuezhou, another rising star was achieved.

Moreover, Yu Wuxiu's repair is not high, but Ling Xian is always in a strong state at all times. Only when he is extremely weak due to thunderstorms, can he launch that fetish.

Unsurprisingly, she succeeded, and she transplanted Lingxian's peerless talent to herself.

At this moment, Yu Wushou stood on the summit of the sky, shining brightly, as if the sun was hanging high, like the stars and the moon, high above the earth, and embarrassingly.

Her eyes suddenly changed into a black and white, holding a scarlet magic sword on her left, with white snow-covered **** wings behind her, wearing a gold armor and a fairy garment, like an emperor sitting in the clouds, arrogant to the past and the present, shining in the world.

Ling Xian, like a clown, was dim and dull.

How dazzling he used to be, how dim he is now. How dismal she used to be, how beautiful she is today.

His concubine became her concubine, his shocking talent became her shocking talent, and everything he had became her everything.

Confused, distressed, broken.

Anger, unwillingness, sorrow, hatred, Lingxian mixed feelings, but in the end it turned into a simple sigh.

Watching those cold and ruthless eyes, he slowly shook his head, then staggered, and his legs went down to climb the sky.

The crowd separated automatically, no one stopped, and no one laughed at it, but there was a slight sympathy in their eyes.

Yu Wushou read Ling Xian's last look, and there was still a deep passion in his eyes, and he also understood the meaning of shaking his head. He had not been deprived of all the anger, nor had he been deceived for 20 years. And, yes, just a touch of disappointment.

Disappointed with the reasons she set then, disappointed with the results she has gained so far.

Obviously, it is the fruit of joy, but why is there some bitterness in her heart, Yu Wushou looked at Ling Xian as if she was hundreds of years old, her heart was bitter and blocked.

The Buddha said that cause and effect, there are effects, there are good results for good causes, and evil effects for evil causes.

So, what was planted that day was a cause of evil, and what is harvested now is a result of evil?

Yu Wushou shook her head, no longer thinking about this issue, no matter good cause or bad result, everything has disappeared like a cloud of smoke. From now on, she and Ling Xian are people in two worlds.

One stands high, shining like the sun, and one falls to the altar, as small as the earth.

Yu Wushou stood on the summit of Tiantian, as if she was standing on the throne of the highest emperor in the world. She succeeded and obtained Lingxian's qualifications and major repairs. From then on, she will climb to the heavens and walk on the immortals. Pa Ye became the female emperor like the peace chaos emperor two hundred thousand years ago.

But why are there no words condensing, tears falling down two lines.

Yu Wuxiu bowed slightly, covering his left chest with his hand.

It hurts there.

...

Fifty years later, Qingcheng suddenly had an old man with white hair, who was about to die.

He did not attract any attention, and quietly came to the former residence of the Ling family, which recorded the former glory, but now it has become a piece of well.

The old man was dwarfed, ragged, pale, and his eyes darkened, as if he might die at any time.

It is Lingxian.

After being deprived of his qualifications and major repairs by Yu Wushou, he knew that he had resumed the state where he had fallen to the earth because of the magic heart and could not continue to walk on the path of practice. Therefore, despite the difficulties and obstacles, he traveled long distances and wore stars. Back to Yunzhou, back to Qingcheng, back to his roots.

This walk took 50 years.

From a handsome young man to a dying old man who is about to die, from a peerless genius who is shining brightly to a dead monk who is now dead-hearted, Lingxian is a legend and an alternative legend.

Looking at the dusty Ling Family Mansion, Ling Xian sighed heavily and walked slowly to a huge rock and sat down, panting heavily and coughing loudly.

The simple steps, like carrying a huge boulder, made him gasp, and his face became paler, like a candle remaining in the wind, which may extinguish at any time and go to death.

This place is exactly the Ling Wu's performance martial arts field.

Looking at the surrounding broken wells, the corners of Lingxian's mouth were slightly raised, as if they saw the family competition staged here, and they also saw themselves.

It is also like the corners of the mouth are now raised, but it is full of spirits and lofty sentiments, and wants to linger for more than nine days to pick up ten thousand stars.

But now ...

Ling Xian smirked, and every bit of her life emerged from her mind.

From embarking on a spiritual path to encountering a major turning point in life; from coming to Cangyun City to worshiping Qingyunzong; from falling to the altar to returning to heavenly pride, to being calculated by Yu Wushou, losing all glory All drips come to mind.

Time flies, a hundred years in a hurry, but a few flicks.

I have been angry, lost, pleased, scenery, sad, calm, all emotions Ling Ling has had.

Intriguing, foolhardy, indifferent, all human filth, he has also experienced it.

He has seen thousands of wonderful people in the immortal world.

Although Ling Xian's life is short in the Xiuxian world, it is wonderful enough, even more exciting than most people.

He once sat in the clouds, ravaged all beings, and once humbled like dirt, looking up at the sky.

The ups and downs of life, great sorrows and joys, Ling Xian has all, and for anyone, I'm afraid I can't bear this huge gap, and die by myself.

But he went through it twice before, but he stood up tenaciously. It was clear that the tenacity in his bones remained unchanged.

Time smoothed his spirit, but couldn't smooth his pride.

Although his life was short, Ling Xian did not regret or regret it. Although he still did not fulfill his dream until the end, but he left many marks in the world to prove that he had been here before. This is enough.

With a sigh, Ling Xian reached out her hand tremblingly and took out from her arms a book that she had bought from a stand in her childhood.

"Kyushu Celebrities"

This book has accompanied him for many years and represents his nostalgia for the past.

However, since returning from the mysterious world, he has opened it again, perhaps because the Ling Family Mansion has evoked his thoughts on the past, so he whimped and took this book, which was dedicated to the cultivation of the immortal world for millions of years. Outstanding books by great men.

Ling Xian's old eyes were cloudy and angry, and he gently blown away the dust on the cover, and then opened the pages.

Starting from the first page and turning down, the name of the great man in front didn't have any special feeling until he opened the two hundred and fifty pages.

An inexplicable name came into view.

Refining the sky.

These three words seemed to have a magical power, which made Ling Xian momentarily hold back, and his mind suddenly appeared some memories that seemed familiar but strange.

"Refining the sky ..."

After a long while, Ling Xian's eyes were filled with a mist of water, and then a large drop of tears slipped down, like a heavy rain pouring, waking up his poor man in a dream.

"Master!"

Ling Xian's eyes suddenly burst out with a dazzling look, ‘Teng’ stood up and screamed in the sky, shaking the barren land, and resounding all over the world!

At this moment, it seems that he is not the dying old man who is about to die, but he is back to the once heroic and heroic young hero who swallowed the galaxy!

He has understood everything.

From the beginning to the end, all are just a dream, an extremely real dream.

The spirit of the mysterious world did not send him back to the outside world, but only brought him into a fantasy, there was no downfall of the Ling family, no two big ups and downs, and no one Yu Yushou, everything, everything The illusion took a peek into his heart and formed a dream autonomously.

The weakness of this illusion, or the only way to escape from it, is to think about the Nine Immortals and the refining of the sky.

From the beginning to the end, no matter when Lingxian was in danger or his scenery, Danxian never appeared. That is because the illusion deliberately eliminated Lingxian's memory of the refining sky, so in this dream, Lingxian Don't remember everything about Jiuxiantu at all.

Until today, he whimped, opened "Kyushu Celebrities" and saw the three words refining the sky, only to remember the memories erased by the illusion, and realized that this hurried century has only turned out to be a mirror and a moon.

"Spirit of the Underworld, I know everything, don't you get out of me yet?"

Lingxian stepped forward and rushed into bullfighting, as if the supreme Heavenly God came to life, the Supreme True Immortal came to the dust, esteemed ancient and modern, and smashed the world!

Suddenly, the surrounding space was like a broken mirror, cracking a huge gap, and then gradually annihilated.

The next moment, Ling Xian's figure flickered, disappeared from this false world.

"Adventurer, congratulations on waking up at the last minute and successfully getting out of the illusion of time-a hundred years in a hurry."