Floating Immortal Order Chapter 238: Ancestor

In the Enlightenment Tower, there are almost half of the rookies in the Wuxiang Continent. All sects who can be called geniuses have two or three, and their aptitude and understanding are naturally far better than their peers.

Lu Lingxi got off to a good start. Shen Fu, Yan Li, Ling Wu and others didn't dare to waste in place, and soon went further afield to find their chance.

"No worries!"

Lu Congxia comforted the slightly anxious Nan Jiaren and other monks of the Thousand Dao Sect. A little spiritual power flew out of his hand and landed on the lamps that seemed to be decorated in the building.

The ball on the lamp lighted up instantly, followed by a barrier that seemed to be bright but not bright, and appeared beside Lu Lingxi, "All those who are enlightened and enlightened will be automatically protected by the seven-layer lamp from now on. until they wake up."

Lu Congxia explained to everyone, "I just didn't expect that Junior Sister Lin's chance would come so quickly."

Also, it happened to be the ancestor of Lu Wang.

Lu Congxia hesitated, "Nan...Senior Sister Nan, please don't thank me in advance!"

She blocked Nan Jiaren's waist that was about to bend, "Ancestor Lu Wang is a special person, this scene painting not only has the pictures of him when he was comprehending the gong as a teenager, but may also appear. He later became famous in nine games. war."

Huh?

That's a good thing!

Nan Jiaren was puzzled, "Is there any problem?"

"Cough!" Lu Congxia cleared his throat uncomfortably, "The ancestor's intention to kill is very heavy. If Junior Sister Lin sees the next nine battles, she may feel very uncomfortable."

"It's okay!"

Nan Jiaren glanced at her junior sister, and her eyes circled around her fair and slender hands, "Don't be fooled by her appearance. If she doesn't want to kill, she will definitely not be able to enter this situation painting."

That's true.

You can't get into this situation without a real killing intent.

There are also elders in Taixiao Palace who were fortunate before this situation painting, but he missed the next nine battles.

Lu Congxia was relieved.

"Don't worry about her."

With the automatic protection of the seven-story tower light, Nan Jiaren was completely relieved, and regardless of Lu Congxia's hesitation, she hurried to find her own chance.

It would be inappropriate for any disciple of the Thousand Dao Sect to stand here and watch the younger sister not get hit by such a tower of enlightenment.

Disciples with good comprehension may also have their own opportunities. For those with poor comprehension, no one can be sure, and they have no luck at all.

Accompanying the junior sister, she is anxious, not accompanying the junior sister, she is worried.

It's just right now.

With a wave of hands, the disciples of Qiandao Sect quickly turned to the next scene, everyone wanted to find their own chance.

The first floor, the second floor, the third floor...the seventh floor, with the passage of time, those who are destined have been protected by the self-generated enchantment in the tower, and those who are not destined are still reluctant to give up.

When Lu Lingxi woke up from the Jinghua, there was hardly a strand of dry yarn on her body. She stared blankly at the petals that were still flying in front of her, and raised her hand to gently clamp a piece.

The ice-cold, blade-like petals softened in her hand, and instantly dissipated into the air as aura.

This?

Really? Not dreaming?

This work...

Lu Lingxi's heart beat 'dong dong dong' so fast, as if it was about to pop out.

"It's hell, I invite you to come down! I do what I do! I follow the law! If the sky is unfair, I will kill you to the sky!"

The fighting method in the sea of ​​flowers is just that this old ancestor just realized the scene of ambush from all sides.

In that battle, she was still a bystander, but in the next nine battles, she was in it, possessing the enemy who was killed by him six times, twice as a tree and stone by the roadside, and once when she was surrounded, The dead ancestor himself.

That feeling...

"Goo-"

Lu Lingqi swallowed dryly.

After the skin was cut inch by inch, the pain of thousands of cuts seems to still be there.

Even if a tree is a stone, you must watch the flowers and leaves lying in ambush, and even the wind... twisting yourself into pieces.

She saw a shy boy who grew into a character that everyone wanted to walk around.

One yuan, yin and yang, three talents, four harmony... until the ten-square array was perfectly matched by him in battles again and again, becoming a real ambush.

This old ancestor moved his hand, and there was only one word in his eyes, kill, kill, kill...

The boundless sea was blood red, and he killed it in the last battle.

Killing millions of lives is definitely an understatement.

Lu Lingxi looked at the flower sea boy in the Jing painting again, and his heart trembled involuntarily.

Through the last battle, she finally knew why the Piaomiao Pavilion and the Lu family had always had a good relationship. The mountain gate that was about to fall was rescued by this old ancestor in the hands of the twenty-one transforming sea clan. Down.

"Goo-"

Lu Lingxi swallowed another mouthful of spit, and his throat was so dry that it hurt.

This is by no means a belief in my ancestors.

If Old Ancestor Xin had this ability, where would he be sent to a land of nowhere?

The Lu family must have been upset by him.

"Junior Sister Lin, are you awake?"

When Lu Congxia came down from the second floor, he hurriedly brought a glass of water, "Patriarch Lu Wang scared you?"

Lu Wang?

Is that the name of the ancestor?

Lu Lingxi gulped down the clear water before he seemed to come alive, "No...not the Dao formation of the seven-story pagoda, but the process of comprehending Dao and Gong in the core area of ​​the Lu family can only be photocopied into the realm. Paint?"

Why did she still see the nine deadly battles that followed?

How far are Shanhaizong's City of Magical Music and Piaomiao Pavilion?

"Theoretically so."

Lu Congxia went on to help her pour water, "However, Ancestor Lu Wang is not an ordinary person. Before he entered the Tongtian Tower and left Wuxiangjie, it is said that the few battles that made him famous were sealed and entered by a special method. It's in the picture."

This ability, the later ancestors of the Lu family wanted to do it, but unfortunately, none of them succeeded.

The Taoist formation of the seven-story tower simply ignores them.

"Lin Xi, you... have you seen it?"

Lu Lingxi: "..."

If she didn't see it, wouldn't she have any dry yarn on her body?

Da...

A drop of sweat rolled down from Lu Lingxi's hair, breaking into eight petals on the wet floor.

Lu Lingxi couldn't help but touched his head, only to realize that his hair was watery.

"...give!"

Looking at her pitiful, Lu Congxia took out a pill bottle and poured out a dark purple pill, "This is Taiqing Pill, which nourishes the heart and calms the mind."

The Lu family also had descendants later, who learned the arts in front of Lu Wang's ancestor's Jinghua, and watched the following nine battles completely. Afterwards, he became seriously ill. It is said that he could not see red for several years. see meat.

Of course Lu Lingxi wouldn't refuse, put the Taiqing Dan into his mouth, and then gududu guduu and poured it into his stomach with clear water.

For a moment, a cool and gentle breath spread from her stomach to her limbs, and she seemed to be completely alive, applying a few dust cleaning techniques to herself and the floor under her feet.

"Thank you very much, how about my sister, brother and the others?"

After taking a sigh of relief, Lu Lingxi finally had time and asked Nan Jiaren where they went.

Lu Congxia pointed to the top, "It's all there. It's probably the first time since the Seven-Story Pagoda came out that there are so many destined people."

Is it?

Lu Lingqi looked at the spiraling stairs, and hope and hindsight alternated in his eyes.

My mouth was still a little dry. She grabbed the gourd around her waist and poured herself several items of spirit dew. After calming down, she thought of her purpose before entering the painting, "Senior Sister Lu, I want to ask you something."

She pointed to Jing Hua not far away, "This is Senior Lu Chuan, I know, Lu Xin... Did senior take pictures here? I heard that he was also a genius when he was young."

Lu Xin?

This guy really doesn't look out of place at all.

Lu Congxia sighed inwardly, "Uncle Xin didn't take a picture here, but he learned the practice here and got a practice method from the first ancestor of the Lu family."

"Oh..."

Lu Lingxi didn't know whether it was a lot of disappointment or a pity.

However, cultivating the exercises doesn't mean cultivating Qi Jue, right?

Ignoring the spiritual roots, even if there is a single spiritual energy, it can still be refined and combined for one's own use, which is definitely better than the ordinary exercises.

Lu Lingxi really wanted to find the aftermath of Qi Refining.

"Senior Sister Lu, is your family's first-generation ancestor painted on the seventh floor?"

"On the third floor! Go upstairs and the sixth picture on the left is the old man sitting with his eyes closed."

"Thank you!"

Lu Lingxi handed over to Lu Congxia, who knew everything, "Then I'll take a look!"

"Go, go!"

Lu Congxia didn't laugh at her greed. When she was allowed in, she inquired about the location of all the ancestors from the elders. The first one she looked for was the painting of Lu Xiao, who was also the first generation of the ancestors.

I believe that as long as you know the ancestor of Lu Xiao, you will go to his old man's house.

What a pity!

Lu Congxia sighed softly in his heart.

The chance of Lu Xiao's ancestor is really not that good. The Lu family has passed down for more than 20,000 years. The seven-story pagoda is not only open to the descendants of the Lu family, but also to the Taixiao Palace dozens of times, but those who have the opportunity of Lu Xiao's ancestor, plus Lu Xin, are only three people.

She didn't keep up with the third floor, and in a quarter of an hour, she would arrive at Lu's house. All those who missed it would be automatically pushed out, and if she went up again, it would only increase everyone's eagerness.

Now Lu Congxia only hopes that the minds of those who have missed the chance can be calmed down a little, and that the trip to the Lu family can come to a successful conclusion!

……

Lu Lingxi also suspected that the time was running out. She didn't care about the other landscape paintings, so she went up to the third floor and turned to the old man who was meditating with his head closed and his eyes closed.

The old man on the futon closed his eyes and meditated, which seemed to be no different from the way everyone usually meditates.

Countless cultivators came over and couldn't find a place where they could connect with Jinghua, and they all left quickly because of the lack of time.

Lu Lingqi stared at Jing Hua and found that she had no idea what to do.

At Ancestor Lu Wang's place, she looked at her eyes and thought he was Ancestor Lu Xin, thinking about what he thought at the time, and then she entered Jinghua, here...

She stood in front of the mirror painting, looking at the old man who founded the Lu family, she couldn't help but sigh softly!

The starting point of the Lu family is actually countless times higher than that of many aristocratic families.

It's just hateful and greedy, I try my best, but I can't protect it...

Lu Lingxi suddenly felt that this old ancestor was fortunate to have his eyes closed, otherwise, he was afraid that his descendants would be **** off again.

She cared about the Lu family, and knew that although this old ancestor had an unparalleled opportunity, when Taixiao Palace fought for the Lu family, she was seriously injured and did not ascend.

Frightened by the ancestor Lu Wang, her body was a little soft, so she simply put down a futon and sat down face to face with the ancestor.

Master didn't change the exercises for her, saying that the speed of her cultivation and the filling of the spiritual energy in her dantian and tendons are very good. If you can't change this exercise, try not to change it.

Although the name of Qi Refining Jue is simple, the effect is really good. It is said that the great masters of the ancient cultivator era created the exercises with very simple names.

It's a shame to change it!

After cultivating to Nascent Soul, almost everyone who has their own knowledge and a little understanding can supplement the exercises according to their own situation.

It really doesn't work. When he arrives at Jiedan, he will accompany her to find it. If he can't find it, he will try to fix it.

But now...

Lu Lingxi really hopes that he can get the favor of this old ancestor and complete the aftermath of Qi Refining.

She really doesn't have that much time, so she slowly finds and repairs the exercises, even with the help of the master.

"Ancestor, I am also your descendant!"

Lu Lingxi looked at the closed-eyed old man and said softly in his heart: "If I had a choice, the eleventh generation of my family might not even want to, they are your descendants.

Eleventh generation single biography, do you know how much my family has thought about?

Spiritual Pulse is really not a good thing. "

She looked at her family's ancestors, "You are a hero, and Lu Wang's ancestor is also a hero. There should be many ancestors of the Lu family. They have nothing to do with you and Lu Wang's ancestors. I thought that one day, your descendants, when the Lu family was still the first family in the south, would hide and hide, and would not dare to show their real names?"

Lu Lingqi took a breath, "I have to hurry up to practice, otherwise, I won't be able to see my grandfather and my parents. My parents have built the foundation, there is still some time for now, but grandpa..., I Grandpa is seventy-six this year. Because of the smooth spirit, he may not be able to build a foundation again.

Even if he can live to a hundred years of life because of his cultivation, he will only have twenty-four years left. After twenty-four years, if I haven't formed the elixir, will this life be separated forever? "

To the ancestors who had some relationship with her, to the pioneers who started a family, Lu Lingxi said all the pain in his heart, "Ancestor, the Lu family back then couldn't protect the ancestors. Grandma, I can't protect Ancestor Xin, the current Lu family... is about to be overtaken by the Ye family, if I were exposed, I wouldn't be able to protect me, right?"

The old man in the painting closed his eyes.

"It's about time."

Lu Lingxi looked at the ancestors, "No grandpa, no father, no mother, from now on, I will only be called Lin Xi. In this world..., probably no one will call me Lu Lingxi again!

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It was taken by my grandfather, and the foot is connected with Xi, which means walking on the road that my ancestors walked. "

In that spiritless place of exile, her aura really appeared very early, and she was indeed the most cultivated person in the family.

"Xin Paozu hopes that future generations will come back, we are back, but..."

The water in Lu Lingxi's eyes suddenly gathered, and after blinking several times, he pressed down, "But, do you know? My family is very happy in that spiritless place."

On the contrary, after cultivation, everyone has no time.

"Ancestor, if you have a spirit and still protect your family, please help me to find my family. Although we can't worship you explicitly, there is a chance. When the limelight of Changling's veins is over, I will definitely I will come back with my parents and worship you together."

She folded her hands, bent down on the futon, and gave a deep salute.

The old man in the painting suddenly opened a pair of deep and wise eyes, as if he saw the depths of the souls of the people in front of him.