Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1443: I got it wrong

"Is there any problem..."

The saint wants to cry without tears, there is more than a problem, the problem is big!

The treasure list I gave you is clearly the second-level treasure list. How could the Great Sun Nether Grass and Ancient Buddha Relics appear? !

The saint shouted in her heart and snatched the scroll, and then she was struck by lightning.

The thrilling names flicked across her eyes. Every time she looked at one, her head weighed heavily, and in the end, she was about to faint.

She finally understood why the two treasures of the second-level treasure list, the Great Sun Nethergrass and the ancient Buddha relic, appeared, because she took the wrong list!

This is not the second level, but the first level!

The saint wanted to cry without tears. She forced a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with difficulty: "Pre...senior, sorry, I took the wrong list."

"Take the wrong list?" Ling Xian was startled slightly, and then frowned.

The meaning of taking the wrong list is that the treasure that the saint asked him to choose is on another list. In other words, he could not get the Great Sun Nether Grass and Ancient Buddha Relics.

The latter is fine, it doesn't matter whether or not, but the former, he must get it!

"Is the saint planning to go back and forth?" ￥≦

Ling Xian glanced at the woman faintly, and said: "I asked you if you can choose two of them. You vowed to say that there is no problem."

"Senior, I'm too careless. Look, can you take a step back?"

The saint smiled bitterly. I didn't expect such a big accident to happen with such a simple thing.

"Take a step back?" Ling Xian furrowed his brows, and said for a moment: "Okay, I just want the Great Sun Nethergrass, so that's all right."

Hearing this, the saint smiled bitterly and shook her head.

She has the right to decide the ownership of the second-level treasures, not to mention two, two hundred will do. But even if the treasure of the first level is only one, she has no right to decide.

So, she looked at Ling Xian cautiously, and whispered: "Senior, shouldn't you read this list before? I'll change it for you, and choose two hundred."

"Two hundred pieces, are they worth one piece of Da Ri Nether Grass?"

Ling Xian looked calm and said: "I understand, the saint is planning to turn back."

"Senior, I..." The saint smiled bitterly, with nothing to say.

"No need to say anything, I just want to ask you, Da Ri Nether Grass, will you give it or not?"

Ling Xian spoke indifferently, and the saint was bitter and ashamed.

She took the wrong list, and it has nothing to do with Ling Xian. She also said that he let him choose it arbitrarily. But right now, how can she not feel ashamed because she has turned her back?

"My magic door treasure is divided into four grades. Originally, I wanted seniors to choose the second level. I can take full control of this level of treasure."

"Why did I take the wrong list, the first level of treasures, I have no right to call the shots."

"Only I, the sect master, and all the elders can agree."

The saint smiled bitterly and said: "If the predecessors insist on making a big day of the Nethergrass, I can only try to persuade the sect master and the elders. As for whether they can agree, I can't guarantee."

Hearing this, Ling Xian fell silent.

On the site of the Demon Gate, he can't grab, so the saint's proposal is the only way at present.

"Never mind, you can talk about it. I can accept it by bartering." Ling Xian sighed softly, his joy turned into disappointment.

However, he was still grateful, at least, hopeful.

"Okay, senior, I'm sorry." The saint worshipped Yingying, full of shame.

"I'm sorry these three words have no meaning. If you really feel guilty, just talk about it." Ling Xian waved his hand.

The holy woman Zheng nodded her head and said: "I will try my best. As the senior elders, I think the master and several elders should agree."

"I hope."

Ling Xian sighed lightly. He is not a super elder, there may be hope if he is not exposed. Once exposed, his life may not be guaranteed.

"Senior, wait for the good news from me. Even if I give up my face, I still have to talk about it." The saint gritted her teeth and left lightly.

Seeing this, Ling Xian frowned and began to think.

He felt that he still had to prepare with both hands, and he could not pin all his hopes on the saint.

Just thinking about it, he didn't think of a good way, except for waiting, it was grabbing.

The former is not very reliable, and the latter is even more impossible. The strong here is even more terrifying than the Holy Island. If Pirate Eternal is here, then there is hope to try it, he himself is not realistic at all.

"I can only try my best to disguise. With the identity of the Supreme Elder, plus the full persuasion of the saint, I think that those people should sell a face."

Ling Xian frowned, no longer thinking about it, but instead focused on the matter of the Demon Gate's desire to rule the world.

Obviously, the magic gate must have something to rely on, otherwise, it would never be arrogant to fight the entire continent.

"What kind of reliance is it, is it possible that it has something to do with the extraterritorial demon?"

Ling Xian frowned and thought, this matter has nothing to do with him, he is not from the Xuanwu Continent, and it doesn't matter who wins or loses.

However, if the Demon Sect is relying on it and has contact with the Extraterrestrial Demon, then he will have to intervene.

This has nothing to do with grievances, it's just about position.

From birth, the two sides have stood on opposite sides.

"I hope it will not be an extraterritorial demon, otherwise, it will be in trouble."

Ling Xian sighed softly, stepped into the cave, and waited patiently.

Three days later, the saint returned, and there were two others with him, a middle-aged man and an old man with white hair.

Men are extraordinary heroes, like a demon **** and like a great emperor.

The old man is demon and weird, with black water mysterious snakes on his waist, golden silky poisonous spiders hanging on his forehead, and silver hook devil scorpions hanging on his arms, making people daunting.

As soon as the two arrived, Ling Xian's body became tense, and his star eyes were full of dignity.

No way. Although the two of them don't show their momentum, how keen is his spirit? It can be seen at a glance that both of them are the top powerhouses of the seventh realm!

Therefore, Lingxian used the great power of heaven and was waiting for it.

"It seems that you have seen our cultivation."

The middle-aged man chuckled lightly, his deep eyes were like black holes, and there was a terrible magic power to confuse people.

Only one glance made Ling Xian lose his mind.

But in the next instant, he broke free.

This surprised the middle-aged man and praised: "It’s not bad to get rid of my obsession in an instant."

Wearing the words~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Xian did not speak, he silently recited the meditation curse, and beware of this person making another move.

"It's really good, but I don't know if it can stop my snake venom."

The old man spoke indifferently, and the mysterious snake on his waist raised his head, and the venom erupted, approaching Lingxian.

Suddenly, the dissolving of the vast expanses of the void made the saint's color suddenly change.

It's terrible. Even the void can melt. If it falls on a person, wouldn't it turn into blood?

However, Ling Xian remained unmoved.

In the eyes of anyone, this poison is more terrifying than the obsessive method of men, but in his eyes, the poison is not as good as the obsessive method of men, and it doesn't even need defense.

So, he didn't resist, and let the venom fall on him.

This made the saint's pretty face pale, and the man and the old man were also a little moved.

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