Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 188: Fu Ling
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"What is this place." Ye Chen looked at this flower forest with a novel face.
"Wanhua Valley." The old man Zhuge echoed at random, and took the lead into the Hualin.
"I didn't expect Grand Chu to have such a paradise." Ye Chen grunted, while following the footsteps of the old Zhuge, and looking around, Wanhua Valley was surrounded by mountains, very secret, and he walked all the way, he used Immortal Eye saw more than one hidden Array Formation.
The two stopped in front of each other.
Ye Chen only discovered that in the depths of the flower forest, there was a small attic. The entire small attic was under the petals. The Ye Chen was surprised that the small attic was actually suspended in mid-air, and the first At a glance, it also gives people a dreamlike feeling.
"Old lady, I'm coming across thousands of miles, aren't you ready to come out to meet you?" Old man Zhuge looked up at the second-floor attic.
Squeak!
Soon, the door of the small attic on the second floor opened, and a man in plain clothes walked slowly to the railing.
Huh?
Looking up at the man in plain clothes, Ye Chen could not help but snorted.
He thought that the old lady in Zhuge's mouth should be an old woman on crutches.
But in fact, the old lady in Zhuge ’s mouth is a slim woman, and she looks only about twenty years old. Her appearance is not peerless. It ’s a bit quiet and strange. Her long hair is snow. White.
"Fu Ling, you are so beautiful." The old man Zhuge rubbed his hands and smiled. Although he didn't adjust the tone, Ye Chen could see that in the eyes of this wretched old man.
The white-haired woman named Fu Ling stood in front of the railing of the second-floor pavilion, but expression was joyless and worry-free, as if everything in the world made him show a little ripple, she was like a fairy, Does not stain the dust of the world.
The silence of Fu Ling did not make the old man Zhuge feel embarrassed, as if he had become accustomed to such a reaction to her.
"I bring you someone." Old Zhuge pulled the Ye Chen on his side forward.
So, the white-haired woman named Fu Ling only lowered her eyes slightly, her eyes full of joy and worry, and put them on Ye Chen.
"Younger Ye Chen, I have seen seniors." Ye Chen knows the number of rituals, and hurriedly bowed his hand to pay a ritual. The woman who made Zhuge old man so admired, wanted to come to Zhuge old man as a senior old man.
It's just that for the salute of Ye Chen, the white-haired woman named Fu Ling is still happy and worry-free.
Seeing this, the old man Zhuge hurriedly said, "This kid has True Fire, golden."
At this point, the beautiful eyes of the white-haired woman named Fu Ling rippled for the first time.
Oh!
Only smelling the breeze for a while, Ye Chen only felt a blur in front of her eyes. The last time was Fu Ling, which was still in the attic on the second floor.
Ye Chen was horrified. Rao, who owns Immortal Eye, failed to see how the white woman named Fu Ling appeared in front of him. He was the first time he saw such a weird style.
The white-haired woman named Fu Ling stood quietly in front of him and looked at him like that.
The whole body of Ye Chen was seen unnaturally, and he hurriedly summoned his own 'Immortal Fire', suspended in the palm of his hand, "Senior, this ... this is the True Fire of the junior, if you use the junior, the junior will definitely Go all out. "
Fu Ling did n’t speak, but just quietly looked at the True Fire swaying the golden flames. Qiaomei also flicked up for the first time. I do n’t know how long it took before she lightly opened her lips, "This is not True Fire."
"No ... not True Fire?" Wen Yan said, Zhuge old man was surprised, "is impossible, this kid's True Fire, the rank is higher than Danchen's Samadhi True Fire, how could it not be True Fire."
Obviously, the old man Zhuge misunderstood the words of Fu Ling. He thought that Fu Ling regarded True Fire of Ye Chen as a terrestrial fire.
But the Ye Chen on the side understood that his True Fire was indeed not True Fire, but the unawakened 'Immortal Fire'. In this case, the late Jiang Taixu once said that, to outsiders, it was thought to be True Fire.
Now that Fu Ling saw it at a glance, it still shocked Ye Chen.
"What is the origin of this white-haired female senior!" The shock in my heart made Ye Chen look at the Fu Ling in front of him.
This look made him squint a little, because he saw a seemingly rune on the eyebrow of Fu Ling, oh wrong, more accurately, it should be an ancient [Spell of Shamans] curse Pattern.
"[Spell of Shamans] ." Xu was a little surprised, Ye Chen subconsciously blurted out.
Huh?
As soon as this word came out, the old man Zhuge whispered again and looked at Ye Chen in amazement, "Boy, can you even see that she has [Spell of Shamans] on her?"
"Little friend, have you ever seen [Spell of Shamans] ." The white-haired woman named Fu Ling spoke lightly, but her voice was as beautiful as a natural sound.
"I have seen it." Ye Chen nodded, but did not conceal it. "I saw it in a Heavenly Profound Sect predecessor when I went to the nether black market to participate in the auction a few days ago, or I helped him refine the [Spell of Shamans] ."
"Really?" What made Ye Chen unexpected, the old man Zhuge was more excited than the Fu Ling of [Spell of Shamans] in his body. A pair of veteran hands clutched the small shoulder of Ye Chen, and the wretched old eyes radiated fiery light.
Um!
Ye Chen nodded his teeth with a grin. Old Zhuge was not light or heavy, and his small shoulder was almost crushed by him.
Once admitted by Ye Chen, the old man Zhuge looked at Fu Ling aside excitedly, "Fu Ling, let me just say! God will not be so ruthless, this little guy should be your savior in his life."
The white-haired woman named Fu Ling rarely gave a slight smile.
"Old man, you got me here, to help this female predecessor refine [Spell of Shamans] !" Ye Chen looked at the old man Zhuge.
"Nonsense."
"Then hurry up! Will I go to Zhengyang Sect afterwards?" Ye Chen has already rolled up his sleeves, "Otherwise I can't catch up."
"Okay, I'll prepare it." Old man Zhuge did not ink, turned over and took out an altar, and then took out six small array flags, inserted in six directions of the altar.
In the next quarter, Old Man Zhuge was busy among the six formations. A rune was portrayed, and then the rune was lit up, forming a line.
After doing this, the old man Zhuge looked at the white-haired woman named Fu Ling.
Fu Ling nodded lightly, stepped onto the altar, and sat cross-legged on it. I saw the cumbersome rune, which was running, turning around his body.
"I still need this altar for refining [Spell of Shamans] ?" Ye Chen looked at the old Zhuge with some surprises. "When I helped Heavenly Profound Sect's predecessor refining [Spell of Shamans] , there was no such tedious steps."
"You know what a fart." Old Zhuge said, pushing Ye Chen to the altar, "The people of Heavenly Profound Sect casually picked up one, and their cultivation skills are higher than mine. People of their level are naturally not afraid. [Spell of Shamans] backlash, and our family's Fu Ling is different. Once [Spell of Shamans] backlash is likely to die, I arranged the seal in advance, also for foolproof, if your True Fire can not refine the [Spell of Shamans] in her body, I will be the first Start the seal formation and seal her. "
Oh!
Ye Chen just nodded incomprehensiblely, and sat cross-legged across from Fu Ling.
"Senior, maybe some pain, you hold on." Then, Ye Chen has lifted his palm, pointing at the eyebrow of Fu Ling, and then hooked True Fire, let True Fire inject the eyebrow of Fu Ling along the finger, [Spell of Shamans] wrapped up.
True Fire just flooded in, and the [Spell of Shamans] fluctuated violently, fighting desperately, which also made Fu Ling cheeks appear a bit painful.
"Boy, can you do it!" Seeing the painful color of Fu Ling, the old man Zhuge under the altar walked back and forth like an ant on a hot pot, his eyes full of worrying colors.
"Don't you sway there, please come and help." Ye Chen didn't look at the old man Zhuge like that.
"Good." The old man Zhuge jumped up to the altar hurriedly, put one hand on the shoulder of Ye Chen, and then the majestic Spiritual Power was injected into Ye Chen.
"Fortunately, [Spell of Shamans] in Fu Ling's predecessor is not as strong as [Spell of Shamans] in Heavenly Profound Sect's predecessor." Ye Chen relieved himself.