Floating Immortal Order Chapter 805:

On the ancient battlefield, Qin Gu and Su Ying finally confirmed that they had beaten the young and brought an old one.

Lu Wang's "House of Flying Daggers" spread to two people, Lin Xi left, and Lu An, who was called the Sick Scholar, came.

The world said he was ill, but here he is.

This is really pressing the gourd and the scoop.

And the female cultivator who accompanies him has a long sash that can be firm and soft, and the speed of the shot is not slow at all. The two of them are together...

Qin Gu, who had tried several thousand teams, knew that this matter had to be reported to the clan.

"An Hua, Cheng Kang, after we have determined in every possible way that the monk who sent the talisman to the ancient battlefield, one is Lu An, a sick scholar who is said to have died more than 500 years ago. You may not have his name. I heard it, but what I want to tell you is that he is also a descendant of the killing **** Lu Wang."

The four of Qin Gu were all very frustrated, "His magic weapon is also a complete set of ghost face cones. So far, we have tried many times, and we can tell you with certainty that his ambush is not the same as Lu Wang and Lin Xi. the same.”

Seeing the news on the blood jade board, An Hua and Cheng Kang were silent for a while.

They know how difficult it is to pass down House of Flying Daggers, because they have also tried to cultivate a killing **** like Lu Wang, but they have never succeeded.

"Scholar who is sick, maybe..."

"No possibility." Cheng Kang interrupted. In those years in the ancient battlefield, he collected a lot of information on the seven realms of Tianyuan through various means, "Although Lu An is called a sick scholar, he never kills people. He is soft-handed. The reason why he is called Sick Scholar is because he lost his care when he first inherited the inheritance. He can't smell too much blood, and it's easy to vomit when he smells too much."

Seeing that An Hua's eyes brightened, he had to dash her hopes, "Don't think that he will stop when he vomits. Legend has it that even if he vomits to death, he will kill all the people who should be killed."

“…”

For a while, An Hua didn't know whether she was more depressed or more angry.

"However, since it is said that he died hundreds of years ago, how can it appear now?"

"Fake death is also death."

Cheng Kang is very fortunate that he has escaped from the ancient battlefield. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will not be able to sit with this woman again in this life. "Temporarily suspended animation, waiting for the future monks, there will be more in the world of immortality." /

However, Lu An is obviously luckier than the others. Logically, his lifespan has been cut off long ago. Now that he has come up, he is either an advanced god, or he has obtained the lifespan of the immortal world.

Thinking about it too, whether it is the Chaos Xinghai or the Ancient Battlefield, there are Shouyuan Pills, and it is not too difficult for the Lu family to get one for him.

The key question now is whether this person is a spirit or a soul-infant.

If Yuan Ying is all right, no matter how good Shou Yuan Pill is, it will not be able to prolong his life for another thousand years.

But if it is a god...

"An Hua, I think what we should think about now is that when we were targeting Lin Xi and the Wuxiang cultivator, did they already have a plan in mind?"

This?

Very likely.

An Hua sighed inwardly, "From the wind gate to Lin Xi, to Liu Jiu'er, Lu An, the future... The monks who come in from the Wuxiangjie, I'm afraid they are all troubles we can't avoid."

The cause of the cause and effect of heaven and earth has long been planted, and the fruit...they will come to pay.

"Master is not here now, so you say, we have to deal with the sick scholar..."

"Yes!" Cheng Kang's face was serious, "Since he has been accompanied by a female cultivator, it means that he really cannot compare with Lin Xi."

Now the key question is how many more people can they mobilize to surround him.

"If we don't try, we will regret it later."

Try now, when the cost is the lowest.

On the surface, it seems that they will kill a lot of people, but in fact, everyone has a chance to live.

After all, there are ten lives.

Even if you die nine times, as long as you keep it for the last time and successfully leave the ancient battlefield, you will win.

"Inform Qin Gu and try it once with millions of people."

Having said this, Cheng Kang paused, "If possible, allow him to act cheaply at the last time."

If a million is still within the acceptable range for Lu An, then as long as it is not as outrageous as Lin Xi, Cheng Kang thinks it can be done.

Lin Xi was sobbing, but he was still alive, and let another descendant of Lu Wang kill him. This was a clear challenge to them.

If they can backhand and hold Lu An down again, the morale of the Seven Realms of the Tianyuan will be a very big blow.

"Since the passage of the ancient battlefield has been connected with the Seven Realms of the Abyss, we have been at the disadvantage of passive counterattacks."

Both Chen Hao and Shi Kuan died in the ancient battlefield.

Cheng Kang looked at Xiang An Hua, "If we can take down Lu An, the sick scholar, we may have another bonus in the way of 'luck'."

"... OK!"

An Hua looked at him for a while, then threw the blood jade board over, "I'm not your subordinate, tell Qin Gu yourself."

Luck - this thing, ethereal, but everywhere.

If it is said that they are unlucky, they will not be able to leave the ancient battlefield alive, and make great contributions to the clan, and save enough things for their own cultivation.

But now...

An Hua looked at the cave where the World Honored One was in retreat, and always felt that it was darker than other places.

When I looked up, sure enough, there were no clouds anywhere else, but there was just a cloud of gray above the cave of the World Honored One.

She didn't hesitate to fly and burn up the ash cloud, but before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she felt that a large cloud mountain was moving towards this direction in the distance.

The World Honored One who was in seclusion suddenly opened his eyes.

He felt a heart palpitation again, as if someone was staring at him.

However, in his clan, who else can keep an eye on him?

The World Honored One took out the large jade box with a palm that he himself had sealed.

This is the realization that Guangruo was his clone and pulled it out from the secret place of the special collection, even the Holy Venerable didn't know it.

Looking at the secret words on the prohibition sign, he tore it apart.

Inside are one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, seven notes side by side.

The World-Honored One's eyes fell on the last two, because the writing on the first five was blurred, and I was the back of.... I couldn't see anything clearly, and on the sixth, I could barely see two The word, Guangruo, together, is 'I am Guangruo. ’

His heart couldn't help bang bang bang, and he fell on the next one, but there was a thin line of words on it, "Until it is a last resort, life is hanging by a thread, and the second layer must not be torn open. ."

This is the self who possesses the cultivation and wisdom of a true saint. Do you warn your current self?

The World Honored One's hand carefully swiped on it, but he didn't open it right away.

…

Ao Tong's temporary cave house has become Ao Xiang's world.

Almost all of his portraits hang on the walls.

From the pitiful appearance when the shell was just out of the shell, to the moment when I ate the delicious food, the moment when my eyes brightened, and the happy expressions when I was surfing with my friends, one after another became paintings, covering the whole Cave House.

This is when Ao Tong got Ao Xiang's tears and dragon scales from Lu Lingxi's hand. After confirming that it was her own son's breath, she was stunned to coerce and lure the whole set into the horse, forcing her to make it.

Fortunately, there is spiritual power, otherwise, if Lu Lingxi really wanted to paint with a brush, it would kill her.

However, even so, using spiritual power on the drawing paper to make a disciple or a happy or proud or a serious-looking senior brother is enough for her to drink a pot.

"...This is how he turned into a dragon."

In the last picture, Lu Lingqi painted the majestic look of his apprentice finally learning to be a dragon king on the silk paper with spiritual power, "That's how it can bluff people."

At other times, if you want to be his senior brother, let's grow up first!

Anyway, one of the apprentices disagrees with the other, and they will learn from each other when they find a chance.

Compared with the rapid progress of the human race in cultivation, Ao Xiang and Xiao Bei, no matter how powerful, are still a little bit worse because of the difference in race.

"Usually..., when he pretends to be a big brother, there is only one way to do it, keep his face straight, his hands behind his back, and stare at him."

“…”

Ao Tong can look at the cute portrait of her little baby on the wall, "Then, your apprentices are obedient, right? I remember your human race, among the same clan, the elder and the younger are very strict. ."

Is it?

I don't know.

At least Lu Lingqi didn't feel too much.

"Cough, our Qiandao Sect is different. The philosophy of our Qiandao Sect is that Taoism is natural."

If it wasn't for Uncle Yi and Uncle Zhixiu as sparring partners, Lu Lingxi felt that her brothers and sisters would eventually be beaten by her on the stage of the performance hall.

"Also, how can there be so many seniors and juniors among the same sect? Everyone needs to cultivate and make progress. When you can't compare with outsiders, you can only compare with your own people."

Oh?

Ao Tong is worried about her cute little baby, "Then... when Ao Xiang poses as a big brother, what do your other apprentices look like?"

What expression?

The corner of Lu Lingxi's mouth twitched.

"Cough!" She cleared her throat, "I've seen it once, that is, he showed his brother's score in front of my old eighth Lu Lin, and then his junior sister Lu Lin touched his face and kissed him. He took a sip, and then he blushed and ran away."

“…”

Ao Tong was stunned, then burst into laughter, "Haha! Hahaha..."

Is there anything cuter than her baby in this world?

"Quick, draw me the way he ran away with a red face."

“…”

Lu Lingxi knew it was bad, and sure enough, there was another one soon!

"There is no place to hang up!"

"It's okay, you can make it smaller, I'll take it with you."

From the eyes and demeanor of his own son, Ao Xiang, Ao Tong can see that he is living a very comfortable life now.

Lin Xi, a person who is friendly to the demon clan, really likes him. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to get her so many pictures so quickly.

"Alright then!"

Lu Lingxi looked at the paints on the ground, aiming at what to use, then moving the spiritual power in his hands again, his ten fingers shot out a series of lights, letting the paints enter the circles that they were going to enter, layer by layer. She didn't let out her last sigh of relief until Ao Xiang's blushing face was about to run away perfectly.

This is a lot harder to play than Ambush.

Lu Lingxi is fortunate that she is a cultivator, with a strong spirit and an unforgettable ability. Otherwise, these paintings would really make it difficult for her to die.

"Fortunately, I'm extremely smart, otherwise... Aunt Tong, if you kill me, I can't figure it out."

"No!"

Ao Tong happily held the small painting, "Ao Xun, I think, if there is a life-threatening threat, you can go faster and do better."

Although they didn't get along for a long time, this girl was able to bend and stretch very well. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so eager to prove that she was Lin Xi that day.

"Take it!"

Unfortunately, she can no longer threaten her life, and can only be paid, "Yours."

When a storage ring was in hand, Lu Lingxi immediately replaced his Zhenyou card with a small pendant with the aura of Ao Tong.

"Thank you, Aunt Tong."

Lu Lingxi liked it very much, "But Aunt Tong, I call you Auntie, and Ao Xiang calls me Master. Are you in the same generation!"

"What are the different generations of the various articles?"

Ao Tong knew they were leaving.

Wu Qiu in the secret room has repressed the poison of "God's Weeping", "If you want to tell me about the generation, you should wait until you become a golden immortal, and then mention it again!"

"I don't mean to be your peers!"

Lu Lingxi didn't take the blame, "I originally asked Ao Xiang to be my junior brother, but he insisted on accepting me as a teacher. If you don't believe me, wait for him to come up, and you will say hello."

"Then when will he... come up?"

Ao Tong very much hoped that his son would come up sooner, "Lin Xi, on the ancient battlefield, your cultivators from the Seven Realms of Heaven and Abyss are already in charge, right? Can you..."

"Don't worry, I'll tell him when I go back."

After all, the fairyland is the fairyland.

After Ao Xiang stayed in the Dragon Clan for so many years, he also wanted to find his biological parents, "When the time comes, you can contact Senior Wu, or contact Senior Xishi in Zhanyou Hall."

If she were to suddenly run into the palace, it would be detrimental to Old Ancestor Ning's intention to keep a low profile for the time being.

At this time, how did Lu Lingxi know that the ancestor of her family had already become famous again in the fairy world because of the God of Cookery.

"Then you...give me a token too!"

Before Wu Qiu came out, Ao Tong reached out to Lu Lingxi.

Lu Lingxi tugged at her storage ring and touched her a water arrow charm, "I drew it myself, and Ao Xiang knows it."

Boom!

The moment Wu Qiu retreated from the stone gate opened ~IndoMTL.com~ walked out, he couldn't help but paused.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist Ao is one step ahead of me."

It's a pity that his daughter has been living in a hurry. Otherwise, Lin Xi could have followed him to get a few copies.

Wu Qiu dared not let his emotions go up and down, so he could only give up this tempting idea, "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Ao for finally getting what he wanted."

"...It's still early!"

Ao Tong took the portrait of her own son and threw him a jade slip, "In the past, I have to ask Sect Master Wu for help." She must find out who the big masked man is.

"There are too few clues on the demon clan side, but on the human clan side, it's so coincidental that there are so many people, and it's just right, when I arrived, they also arrived, and they didn't even give me an explanation. Stop, here... there must be a pusher across our two races."

Found it, she destroyed his whole family.

"I don't need specific evidence, you just need to tell me through those people why they appeared so timely."

"...good!"

It's really not right.

Wu Qiu complied.

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