Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1431: Build a grave
At the meeting point of night and dawn, the sun and the moon shine in the same sky, brilliant and dazzling, like a dream.
Beside the ice and fire lake, the black and white flowers are condensed, and the rhyme is mysterious and unpredictable.
This made Ling Xian excited, and the star eyes stared at the Yin-Yang Combination Flower without blinking, full of hope.
It's a pity that he was disappointed.
After a while, the bright moon disappeared, leaving only a round of rising sun, shining in the sky.
In the next instant, the divine light disappeared, the Taoist rhyme disappeared, and the yin-yang combination Taohua withered completely.
This made Ling Xian stunned, an unwilling look appeared in his eyes, and then turned into bitterness.
"The thief is right. Even if the sun and the moon are in the same sky, it may not be able to give birth to the Yin and Yang Harmony Flower."
Ling Xian smiled bitterly, looking at the withered black and white flowers, as if seeing the timeless self, about to wither.
It has been a year since he came here, which means that he now has only one and a half years left to live, and there is not much real time.
Unfortunately, he is unable to break through. Who can not feel bitter after changing?
"It is no longer the problem of Yin-Yang Combination Flower. Even if I can get it, I don't have time to look for the other four magical medicines."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, his expression gradually turning firm.
There is still a year and a half, not a desperate situation!
"You know that you came here with the yin and yang combination. Unfortunately, you will only get disappointed again and again." The old man appeared, mockingly.
"Aren't you the same? The time you stay here must be longer than me, and the disappointment I have gained is destined to be more than me." Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly.
"Hmph, sharp-toothed kid." The old man snorted coldly, but he could not refute.
He has been guarding here for hundreds of years, but he has never gotten the yin and yang combination flower. The disappointment over and over again almost made him crazy.
"If I guessed correctly, your birthday is coming to an end." The old man smiled, full of sarcasm.
"So what? Let's not say whether I will die or not. Even if I die, you won't get my storage bag." Ling Xian said indifferently, without accident.
In any case, the old man is also a seventh-level great power. It is normal to see that his life is about to end.
"The taste of waiting for death is uncomfortable, but it makes me happy to see you walking towards death."
The old man smiled undiminished and said: "I said, this will be a comedy that makes me happy."
"Until the end, everything is unknown."
Ling Xian looked indifferent, too lazy to pay attention to the old man, turned around and returned to the cave.
After that, he didn't think about the yin and yang combination, seeking a breakthrough.
Now he has been driven to a dead end, even if he gets the yin and yang combination flower, it will not help. The only way is to break through.
Therefore, Ling Xian put his mind free and focused on enlightenment.
Although he has no clue at all, this is the last and only way. Even if he fights for his life, he must break through.
It's a pity that this is not something that can be done desperately, even if Ling Xian racked his brains, it was still so bad.
Time flew like arrows, the sun and the moon flew like a shuttle, one year and five months had passed in the blink of an eye.
In other words, Ling Xian has only one month of life left.
During this period, the sun and the moon appeared again on the same day, but unfortunately the result was no different from the last time. They were all born instantly and withered for a while.
Ling Xian's cultivation level has not changed, and he is still infinitely close to the seventh realm, but after all, it is so bad.
This line is like a moat, cut off from life and death, and cut off hope.
"There is only one month left. It seems that it is destined to die."
Ling Xian sighed a long, unwillingness and bitterness, but there was no fear.
This is not the first time he has welcomed death. Although this time is undoubtedly more desperate than before, he can still look at it calmly.
Don't say anything else, just talking about the courage to face death can make the world feel embarrassed.
"The place is covered in silver and covered with frost and frost. It can be called a picturesque scenery."
Ling Xian looked at the flying snow in the sky and smiled freely: "It's not bad to be buried here."
"You think beautifully, but unfortunately, I don't allow you to be buried here." The old man appeared, unable to hide his pride.
"Do I need your permission?" Ling Xian glanced at the person faintly.
"It's not important. The important thing is that after you die, I may dig a grave." The old man was playful, and his words were extremely vicious.
If you die, everything will end. No matter how big animosity you have in your lifetime, you should not dig graves.
However, the old man wanted to do this. How could Ling Xian not be angry?
He looked cold and said: "Don't forget, I am a dying person. Before I die, I can do everything."
"Are you a threat?" The old man squinted his eyes, a cold light like a sharp sword, illuminating the sky.
"So what?"
Ling Xian stood up long, like a great emperor who straightened his spine, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger, disregarding the wasteland.
He stared at the old man coldly and said: "I can't suppress you, but if I work hard, it will be enough to hurt you. By then, I believe your life will not be easy."
Hearing this, the old man fell silent.
The reason why he has stayed Lingxian up to now is because he knows that once a war starts, he will not be pleased.
Especially when Ling Xian is about to die, if he does it, even if he does not die, he will be seriously injured!
Therefore, the old man started to retreat and said: "I don't have to care about a dying person."
"To put it bluntly, are you still afraid?" Ling Xian sneered, and ruthlessly tore off the old man's fig leaf.
"You!"
The old man was ashamed, and his eyes looked like a sharp sword, and the wind and snow suddenly became violent.
"What am I? I have the courage to come and fight!"
Ling Xian’s eyes flashed with cold electricity, and his white hair danced wildly.
This made the old man furious, but his retreat became more intense.
If Lingxian is just an ordinary sixth-level cultivator, that's fine, just wave your hand to suppress it. But his combat power is enough to threaten the seventh realm's great power, plus he is a dying person, changing anyone will give birth to retreat.
Therefore, the old man lost his momentum and said coldly: "I'm just here watching, watching you step by step toward death."
Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled and made no secret of his sarcasm.
This made the old man’s lungs almost explode, but he didn’t dare to take action and turned and disappeared.
Seeing this, Ling Xian did not persecute, he wanted to use the last time to build a tomb for himself.
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Ling Xian shook his head and laughed, but it was inevitable that he would feel a bit bitter.
He imagined many ways to die, maybe he died on the road to Dengxian, or he died in a forbidden place. The only thing I didn't think about was that he would die at the hands of a curse, and it was the hardest thing to wait for death.
"Forget it, it's a foregone conclusion, it's hard to change, I'll take the last time and build a tomb."
Ling Xian let out a long sigh, took out many materials from the storage bag, and then ran the device to create a tombstone.
After the tombstone was built, he began to line up.
Among them, there are 36 attacking formations and 72 defensive formations. This one hundred and eight formations complement each other, and even the seventh realm can't break through.
After that, Ling Xian looked at Jiu Xian Tu and was worried, not knowing how to face a few true immortals.
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