Floating Immortal Order Chapter 746: Floral

Xu Cheng took the jade slip that Lu Shan brought, and did not put it down for a long time.

"You can tell me now, Guangruo... what's going on?"

Guangruo's actions in the ancient battlefield made Lu Shan even more suspicious. However, he didn't believe that Yuan Yao and the saints would have anything to do with the people of Zuomen when they looked at the born child.

"Has he been killed by... the Zomon?"

But it doesn't look like much. When sending him to the ancient battlefield, Lu Shan once brought a special magic weapon to test it. Guangruo's spirit and body are very compatible, and it is impossible to be taken away.

Although Yuantai and Yuanyan of Faru Temple haven't heard about the world for a long time, they have always been concerned about Guangruo, and it is logically impossible...

Lu Shan was so puzzled that he could only ask the saint who first asked him to look at Guangruo.

"You can understand that."

Xu Cheng sighed in his heart, "It can also be understood that from the beginning, Yuan Yao and I were deceived by the Zomon people."

What?

Lu Shan was shocked, his brows furrowed into a knot, "How... how did he do it?"

If you don't ask clearly, how can he still be a torture hall elder?

If the Zomon people are like Guangruo, who have become human races without knowing it, is this world still their world?

"Don't be nervous!"

Virtual Cheng glanced at him, "There is only one Guangruo in this world."

There should be a lot of taboos in the reincarnation of Soul Chopping, otherwise, Guangruo will not have problems with the cultivation method after advancing to the gods, and will fall into a deep sleep with a special method at every turn.

"Furthermore, the sequelae of this epigenetic method are already obvious."

When Guang Ruo was young, she was very smart, not so stupid.

He wants to be in the ancient battlefield, and it seems that even the IQ of ordinary people is almost gone.

Virtually grasping the news from the Ancient Battlefield Newspaper, I don't know whether to sigh or be happy.

After all these years, the World Honored One never made a move, and now it seems that there is a problem with him too.

Clap!

He threw the jade slip on the chessboard? "You and Yiyong only need to do their part in the matter of the ancient battlefield? Don't worry about the rest."

"That Faru Temple is over there..."

"The ancient battlefield is a test place."

Virtual Cheng's hand covered the chessboard? When he raised his hand again, the jade slip had turned into a half-black half-white chess piece? "We don't need to worry about what Faru Temple does? As for Lin Xi and the others How to do it...? When appropriate, I can give some support."

Killing millions of lives, compared to Lu Wang, is even worse.

"The ancient battlefield now? The real battle has just begun."

"...I'll tell Yiyong when I go back."

"It doesn't have to be too deliberate!"

Virtuous also wants to use the ancient battlefield? Confirm some doubts in my heart, "At least the last 30 years, there will be no big problems."

Any portal is there.

And in the hands of the monks of the Seven Realms of Heaven.

Since the monks from the Seven Realms of Tianyuan are in a group, the real danger of Lin Xi should not be in the first 30 years.

"The Zomon will at most give her another million-dollar gift."

After another failure? You will never confront her again.

"Tell Zhang Chuan of Qitang to get the Zhenyou card better for them."

Xu Cheng rubbed his brows? "By the way, how is the cultivation of the soil mine? Is there any progress?"

Compared to today's ancient battlefield? Compared to Guangruo and World Honored, he is more concerned about the place where a new world may be born.

"Is the Chaos Crystal that the Chaos Trolls owe us in place? If it is in place? All of them..." He was about to say that they were all thrown in? He grabbed the black and white chess pieces and squeezed them? The idea, "divide three and throw them into the southern exchange hall of the ancient battlefield, and the others... are temporarily sealed."

Huh?

"Put the Chaos Crystal into the ancient battlefield?"

Lu Shan was puzzled, "Do those little Nascent Souls know how to use the Chaos Crystal? Isn't this tyranny?"

"There is no need to announce the name of the Chaos Crystal." The virtual player turns the small chess piece in his hand, "It is a special mixed stone, and a mixed stone is worth 50,000 points."

So expensive?

Lu Shan is relieved.

Although the Chaos Crystal is somewhat helpful for cultivation, it is not worthwhile to exchange 50,000 points for it.

All kinds of medicinal pills distributed by the Pill Hall, the most expensive elixir is only 50,000 points.

That is the elixir to help the cultivator become immortal. How can the crystal of chaos be compared to asking the elixir?

"You don't believe someone would trade Chaos Crystal?"

Xu Cheng looked at Lu Shan with a smile, "Or let's make a bet, as long as the person who has been replaced by the Chaos Crystal can soar, you can give him a spot as a disciple of the punishment hall."

"...OK!"

Ascension cultivator's identity is normal and innocent, and he is also relieved to be included in the punishment hall.

Lu Shan complied.

……

In the exchange hall of the southern gathering place, three Chaos Crystals were soon ushered in a special crystal box.

The guy at the counter found that this thing didn't even have a description. There were only two ordinary mixed stone names and 50,000 points. Intuitively, no one wanted it, so he threw it into the bottom floor.

At this time, after two ordinary days, Lu Lingxi actually saw a brigade composed of Buddhist disciples.

"Huh? Guangruo?"

Qingzhuer saw Guangruo riding on a unicorn, "This is the Eighth Team, right?"

"...should be."

What a coincidence!

She just followed several groups of Zomon, as if she didn't intend to come here.

The result is also found here.

Lu Lingxi's eyes flickered, and she couldn't help but smile, and bowed her hands to some monks who were paying attention to her, and was about to leave.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Lin."

If Guang sits high, of course, he can see farther.

Looking at Lin Xi, it doesn't seem to work if you don't say hello.

Also, the monks of the Eighth Battalion seem to appreciate Lin Xi, who has killed millions of lives.

Create a chance for them and a chance for yourself, why not do it?

Guang Ruo rushed over on a horse, stopped a few feet away when Ta Xue bared his teeth and said, "What a coincidence! The situation of fellow Daoists... seems to be much better than before."

He seemed to look at her with concern, "However, did fellow Fengmen come to pick you up?"

"He may be busy!"

Lu Lingxi patted Ta Xue, "Besides, I'm already well, it doesn't matter if I take it or not, it's a fellow Daoist..." She glanced at his waist card, although it was still a wooden card, but the above The number is more than three hundred, "Looks like a good time!"

"It's okay! This is a small team of my nephew."

Guang Ruo smiled and avoided Du Xue's eyes, "It's a rare encounter, can we communicate with the sound transmission conch, and if something happens, we can also help each other."

Chen Hao's specific plan, he doesn't know, but since he has encountered it, he will always do what he should do.

"...good!"

Lu Lingxi took out his own sound transmission conch, and when Guangruo was about to take out his sound transmission conch, he raised his voice with spiritual power: "Not a great master, let's communicate with the transmission conch!"

The little monk has been paying attention to her all the time, and there is no way to disagree.

He didn't notice his uncle's movements. When he strode over, he took out the sound transmission conch early, "It's not big," he stood on the edge of the snow, and saw the famous man from close range. A long-time figure, "I have long admired Daoist Lin's name."

The name is not big, but in fact, he is tall and tall, and looks like he has a very forthright temperament, unlike Guangruo at all.

"To each other, I have long heard of the master's name."

Lu Lingxi looked at it with a smile, the spiritual power in his hand surged gently on the communication conch, and when he touched his communication conch, the light on the conch flashed, and then he took it back, "Master, I don't know. How many Zomon people have you met along the way?"

"A lot."

It's not a big deal.

Actually, he was quite speechless to his uncle.

It was clearly that he stopped Lin Xi first, but he stopped a few feet away.

"The Zuomeng people have places to drop in the four major battlefields." He is a monk of Faru Temple. After the death of the uncle Yuanyao, the Faru Temple participated in the negotiations with the Zuomeng people. Knowing that More than others, "The Zomon people here should have been replenished."

"I heard a little bit from Mr. Jiang, but don't they feel sorry for their people at all?"

It's rare that someone is willing to take the initiative to tell her about this. Of course Lu Lingxi wanted to inquire.

"I think, if we say it hurts, we feel more distressed."

Not many say one, two say two, "It is said that they are different from our human race. There is a very huge fortress in the outer battlefield. As long as there are enough immortal stones and some special things, a large number of them can be cultivated in batches. the ignorant.”

And what about them?

The immortal world is full of spiritual energy, and there are still many people who are born without spiritual roots.

If you have spiritual roots, you must be able to live with your spiritual roots and aptitude, and you will be able to gradually advance to Nascent Soul if you don't worry about demons.

This is the case in Immortal Realm, not to mention other realms.

How many monks die in the ancient battlefield every year?

Although most of them are cultivators who came down from the Immortal Realm, how difficult is it to become a Nascent Soul?

"So, Daoist friends don't have to be burdened. Killing millions of lives will at most make them feel sorry for the immortal stones and those special things."

"Then... what's so special about it?"

"I don't know." Monk Dabu shook his head, "So far, none of the monks have been able to touch Yubao, and all the information we know comes from the search for the souls of the Zomon people, and their spirits have Ban, every time I ask a key question about Yubao, I either die on the spot, or my brain goes into a pulp and loses all memory."

So powerful?

Lu Lingxi's brows furrowed, "So, can't they transport troops to the ancient battlefield indefinitely? Isn't this too disadvantageous for us cultivators?"

"It's not unlimited either!"

The monk Dabu shook his head, "When my senior brother Zu Yuanyao joined the two artifacts, he still set some restrictions. It seems that if their people exceed a certain number, they can't transport troops down. On the contrary, Too many of their people died, within a certain time limit, Yubao will automatically send troops to the ancient battlefield, and their artifacts seem to be related to Yubao."

That's it!

Lu Lingxi nodded, "If fellow Taoist hadn't explained it to me like this, I would have doubted that half of the **** Zomon people would reappear on the ancient battlefield."

What?

Guang Ruo, who had been silent for a while, couldn't help but looked up at her.

Lu Lingxi just caught it.

She Ming Guangruo smiled, "Master Guangruo, the artifact of our human race, does it have anything to do with the fairy world?"

"No!" Guang Ruo shook his head lightly when he looked back at him without saying a word, "I don't know what the specific situation was back then, but since the saints and the immortals of the immortal world, There is no objection to this, I think everything is under control.”

For so many years, the ancient battlefield has indeed played a role in training troops.

"Fellow Daoists must believe that saints and immortal elders are the only ones."

He looked at Lu Lingxi very seriously, "Your suspicion seems to be that the saints and the immortals are collaborating with each other."

Because of one Shao Yu, even he was angry.

"Xia Zheng's mother died on the battlefield in the Outer Domain. Everywhere in the Immortal Realm, there are seniors who died in the Outer Domain Battlefield. The feud between us and the Zomonites would have been forged long ago, if it weren't for..."

Speaking of this, Guang Ruo paused, "Forget it, fellow Daoist is still young, and you will know when you ascend to the Immortal Realm that some things can be accomplished without passion. Compromise— It is to accumulate strength and fight back better."

"...oh!"

Lu Lingxi cupped her hands, "Speaking of which, in front of the master, I am really very young." She ignored the person who was always holding it, and turned to the lesser monk, "Not great master, thank you for clarifying the confusion. , we are destined to see you again."

"Take care!"

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Lu Lingxi was about to pat the snow and let it take her away, when she saw its ears pricked up high and glanced at the dark place ahead to the right.

"If there are Zomon people, they should still be in the brigade."

I didn't even look at the place he couldn't see clearly, "Friend, your life is here."

"You..."

"Our brothers have long heard the reputation of House of Flying Daggers."

He didn't smile and said, "It's rare to see, fellow Daoist, let us take a look!"

"That line!"

Lu Lingxi looked at a group of expectant bald heads and couldn't help laughing, "I won't collect the spirit stones, I will show one to the masters."

"Hahaha!"

I didn't expect that she would say this. Before the brothers gathered around, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist has performed well. We will exchange the news of Senior Lu Wang with you."

"It's a word!"

Lu Lingxi gave him a high five, knocked on the matter, and then rode on the snow to meet the Zomon people who were coming here in the dark.

The rain of flowers drifted away silently, slowly, slowly becoming more and more.

Poor! por por por por...

How could there be a match for the Zomon that he collided with?

The monks of the Eighth Brigade couldn't help but move forward.

I've heard that every time the killing **** Lu Wang shoots, there is a fragrance of flowers, this...

"What flavor?"

A gust of wind came, and Bu Yan seemed to smell some kind of flower fragrance, "Fellow Daoist Lin, does your House of Flying Daggers have a fragrance?"

"No."

When answering, Lu Lingxi quickly pressed a detoxification pill into his mouth, and by the way, the external breathing changed to internal breathing, and the aura shield also supported, "Everyone be careful."

How dare you be careless if you don't say anything?

Meeting Lin Xi, he always felt something was wrong.

After killing a million people, between Zomon and her, only you live and die, and there is no compromise.

Now...

"Back!"