Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 23: Family competition
"Master, what happened? Is it all my destruction?"
Lingxian looked around blankly, completely unaware of what happened just now, only remembered that endless golden light was gushing out of his body at the beginning, and the three visions of God after that, and he did not know the things like the one-hand covering the sky with the Supreme Law. .
Refining the sky laughed loudly, waving his sleeves, and the small world immediately recovered as before. He looked at the bewildered Ling Xian and talked about what had just happened.
After listening to Danxian's words, Ling Xian was stunned, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and muttered to himself: "So, it's no wonder that there seems to be a kind of magical power in my body."
"That is the power of the strongest Faxiang to cover the sky with one hand." Danxian stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I'm a little jealous of your kid as a teacher. You can awaken the supreme Faxiang during the Qi refining period. It can’t be said to be unprecedented. It can also be called a rare feat. Since ancient times, only a handful of two or three great abilities have completed this feat."
"Master has been praised too much." Ling Xian's face was reddish, and those who were praised by Lianqiang were a bit embarrassed, but more of it was a kind of pride.
With the cultivation base of the fifth level of refining qi, he awakened one of the six strongest faculties, covering the sky with one hand, looking at the world, looking at the past and present, how many people can do it? !
And not only did he do it, but he also opened the Xeon Eyes to punish the world. How talented can this be done!
said unceremoniously, once the Tianzun Ancient Blood in his body is fully awakened, Lingxian’s talent will reach an unprecedented level, and his future achievements are limitless!
Liancang Qiong shook his head and smiled: "It's not an exaggeration at all, this is your talent."
Lingxian touched his nose and smiled: "It's all the function of the blood of the heavenly sovereign."
"That’s your luck. The ancient blood of Tianzun has nothing to do with your parents. It will be born on a baby immediately, but since ancient times, the blood of Tianzun has been different, and it will be divided into strengths and weaknesses as well as cultivation bases. Some people inherit very little ancient blood, while others inherit a lot of ancient blood. The more ancient blood, the stronger the talent and the higher the potential." Lian Cangqiong said.
"There is still such a saying? Is the blood of the Celestial Venerable in the disciple's body strong or weak?" Ling Xian was very surprised.
"Naturally, he is very strong. He used to have a friend as a teacher. He was also a person with ancient blood. He was also sealed by God, but there is only one type of seal in his body, because of the Tianzun on his body. The ancient blood is relatively small and weak, so God only set a seal." The Danxian's eyes showed the color of reminiscence, thinking of those past events, and said with emotion: "And there are four kinds of supreme greatness in your body. Array, it can be seen that you have a lot of ancient blood of the Heavenly Sovereign, very powerful, so strong that God will use the four Supreme God Arrays to suppress you."
Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart was hot, and he was looking forward to the moment when the blood of the heavenly sovereign was fully awakened, how dazzling and shocking light had to burst out?
Looking at his look of expectation, Lianqiang smiled and encouraged: "Come on, the blood of the Heavenly Venerable in your body has been able to break through the formation on its own, but because your cultivation level is still too low, wait until you are strong. Get up, I and the other eight immortals will help you again and break the other three divine formations. It’s not difficult."
"I will." Ling Xian nodded.
"But remember, you must guard against arrogance and rashness. Don’t let your talents go uninspiring and spend your years. As a teacher, I have seen too many amazing people, but most of them are Unable to strengthen a heart toward the Tao, disturbed by the various temptations of the cultivating world, it eventually disappeared like fireworks." Lian Cangqiang looked serious.
"Master, don't worry, disciples will not lose their way." Ling Xian said solemnly.
Regarding this, he can guarantee that he used to be very eager to practice, but now he has finally embarked on the path of practice. He will naturally cherish this hard-won opportunity. What's more, his dream lies in the clouds. Will be easily lost?
"That's right, the child can be taught." Lian Cang Qiong was very satisfied with Ling Xian's attitude, and said: "Well, you continue to practice, you have to rest for the teacher, there is no way, I am a soul body, very weak, Rely on sleep to replenish soul power."
After he finished speaking, he flashed his body and turned into a stream of light, pouring into the towering soul-raising mountain.
"It seems that we have to find a way to help Master." Ling Xian frowned, and carefully searched for all kinds of strange medicines from ancient books. With his current cultivation level, it is impossible to help. The sky reshapes the body, but it is still possible to find some treasures of heaven and earth that can nourish the soul.
After a while, thinking hard to no avail, Ling Xian had to give up temporarily, and then sat cross-legged, palms facing up, absorbing the endless aura in the void.
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three days later.
The morning sun is rising, sprinkling a soft light golden light.
Lingxian woke up from entering concentration, returned to his home, hurriedly washed up, and immediately changed into a new set of white robe, and rushed to the martial arts field.
Today is the annual contest of the Ling family.
Although he doesn't plan to participate, he still wants to see the excitement, and also wants to see if Linghu can win a place in the contest and have the opportunity to enter the secret realm.
After a short while, he came to the martial arts field.
I saw the crowd in the martial arts arena. Hundreds of Ling family children gathered here, standing there in small groups, with expressions of anxiety, anticipation, excitement, and confidence on their faces.
Around the martial arts field, six competition arenas have been built in advance. They are made of hard-textured naqi stones that can absorb aura to prevent the spread of mana in the competition and harm the innocent.
In the center of the martial arts field, stands a ten-foot-high grandstand with three men and a woman sitting on it.
are patriarch Ling Tianqing, second elder Ling Tianjiao, third elder Ling Tianao, and Ling Tianxiang, the pearl of the Ling family.
Ling Tianxiang’s beautiful eyes have been scanning the sidecar below, and suddenly he caught a glimpse of a tall figure with a bright and moving smile on his pretty face.
"Brother, that is Ling Xian."
"Oh?" Ling Tianqing looked at the handsome and handsome boy, and teased him: "Sister, do you really like him?"
"Why? Big brother, don't talk nonsense." Ling Tianxiang blushed.
Ling Tianqing laughed and jokingly said: "Then why are you blushing? You look like a young girl in spring."
"Oh, you hate me, brother, I ignore you." Ling Tianxiang wailed, looking at Ling Xian below with autumn-like eyes, silently flowing thoughts.
At this moment, there is still some time before the competition begins, so the surroundings are quite noisy. Some familiar Ling family children gathered in twos and threes, looking at some strong opponents in the crowd with their eyes, and discussing who might be possible this year Won the first place in the competition.
Among them, three direct children have the highest voices, namely the young patriarch Ling Chen, the grandson of the elder Ling Zhan, and the daughter of the second elder Ling Fei.
The age of the three of them is about 18, and they are all at the sixth level of qi refining. At this age, they can have such a level of cultivation, which shows that their talents are not weak. The collateral children of this place, like stars holding the moon, stand out from the crowd, with a confident and proud look on their faces, as if the throne of the first contest is already in their bag.
Ling Bai, who once provoked Lingxian but was taught a lesson, also came today. After three days of recuperation, his injuries have improved a lot, but his spirit has obviously been hit hard, especially when he wants to compete in the martial arts. The ambition to shine has been wiped out by Ling Xian's blow.
When Ling Xian walked into the martial arts arena, he saw it, his fists clenched unconsciously, and a bit of bitter resentment flashed in his eyes.
There was a monk who had watched Ling Xian's Great Breaking the Canglang Sword Art that day. The monk who defeated Ling Bai noticed the direction of his gaze, looked at it subconsciously, and then unconsciously let out an exclamation: "Ling Xian?"
His exclamation was so loud that it caused a commotion.
"Ling Xian? Is it the Ling Xian who defeated Ling Bai?"
"Nonsense, is there a second Lingxian in the Ling family? Naturally, he is the genius who has a very high understanding and can defeat the Canglang Sword Art!"
"Does he want to participate in the martial arts competition? Oh my god, I didn't have much hope to compete for the top three, and now I have even more hopeless hope!"
"I see, if he participates, the number one throne must be his. A genius who can defeat the supreme sword art of the family can't get the number one position?"
eyes were focused on Ling Xian, with curiosity, expectation, and admiration.
Lingxian instantly became the focus of the martial arts field. He listened to the voices talking about himself, calmly and calmly, accepting the gaze of those eyes.
If he has no real ability, he will naturally feel embarrassed, but he has dragon slaying skills, how can he be stage fright because of some gaze?
On the martial arts field, the three most popular offspring of the lineage also follow the reputation of Xiang Lingxian. Since Lingxian defeated the Canglang Sword Art with one move, almost no people in the entire Ling family knew him, so the three of them were right. Ling Xian can be said to have been admired for a long time.
"Is he Ling Xian? The long one is pretty good-looking." Ling Fei muttered to herself.
"Looks very thin, can he really break through the Canglang Sword Art?" Ling Zhan is strong, with a fiery fighting intent flashing in his eyes. He is a fighting madman, walking the path of physical training. I have always thought that only a muscular man like him is the real strong.
"Slamming the crowd." Young Patriarch Ling Chen smiled contemptuously, pushed away the collateral children gathered around him, and strode towards Ling Xian in a stride.
The young patriarch of the Ling family, the number one in the last competition, the nineteen-year-old spiritual genius, and other auras shrouded his head, making him the focus of the entire Ling family’s younger generation. His movement caused the crowd to subconsciously separate A road~IndoMTL.com~ Everyone's eyes are on the patriarch of the young Ling family, not knowing what he is going to do.
Ling Chen came to Ling Xian and asked: "You are the laughing stock of the Ling family, Ling Xian who can't cultivate?"
Ling Xian glanced at him faintly, and said: "You are talking about me."
"It's all the same, I heard that you have seen through the Canglang Sword Art?" Ling Chen looked proudly, as if he was a real immortal dominating everything, naturally showing a lofty manner, looking at Ling Xian contemptuously.
That incredible look is really disgusting.
"Not bad." Ling Xian frowned, his contemptuous expression made him very upset, and he somewhat understood why he had come. It turned out that he was here to find fault.
Ling Chen showed sarcasm, and said with disdain: "You can see through the Supreme Sword Art of my Ling family even with a trash, it's a joke."
Ling Xian chuckled, too lazy to argue with him about these meaningless things.
But I don’t know that his careless laughter made Ling Chen angry. As the young patriarch of the Ling family, he has always been respected, especially those of the same generation who regard him as a role model, which Dare to ignore him like this?
"I don't know how high and thick the waste is." Ling Chen's expression was gloomy, and he sneered: "Ling Bai's Canglang Sword Art is only cultivated to the second level. Even if you see through it, it's nothing great. I will let you See the real Canglang Sword Art, let everyone understand that the so-called seeing through the Canglang Sword Art is just a joke."
chuckled, Ling Xian said indifferently: "Okay, I'll wait."
"Very good, very good." Ling Chen said two very well, and said contemptuously: "I believe we will meet in the martial arts field. At that time, I will let you understand that waste is always waste. , Even if you can practice now, in my eyes, it’s nothing."