Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1788: Water sleeves

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The morning sun is rising, and the pale golden afterglow is shining down on Ling Xian.

His white robe is like snow, floating out of dust, like a deceased immortal, especially in the setting of the rising sun.

The woman was excited, and it took a long time before she calmed down.

She took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Master, third count, I want to ask him how he is doing."

"I can only tell you that he is still alive, and more, I can't figure it out."

Ling Xian shook his head, the face-to-face technique is not omnipotent. The cultivation level of the person the woman wants to count is very strong.

"Enough, it's worth noting that I came all the way, the master is really amazing."

The woman laughed, there was joy and vibration.

Although Ling Xian only figured out the general direction of the person without more accurate information, she had found many people to calculate it, and they all came back in vain and couldn't even get the general direction.

Comparing the two, Ling Xian naturally seemed extremely extraordinary.

"Excessive reputation."

Ling Xian waved his hand and smiled: "Don't you doubt my calculation?"

"There are no vanities under the prestigious name. You can conquer the entire Ban Yue City, which is enough to prove that you are very accurate."

The woman shook her small fan lightly, and smiled: "Thank you, Master, if I can find him, I will have a big reward."

"There is no need for a thick report, just a word to give, would you like to hear it?" Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"The master's message, I can't ask for it." The woman's eyes lit up, and everyone wanted a message from an expert.

"This trip, you are afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and light."

Ling Xian constricted to smile, and then said this ridiculous remark.

However, the woman did not laugh.

If this statement came from ordinary people, she would definitely treat it as a joke, but this statement came from after Ling Xian, which made her have to believe it.

Under the prestigious reputation, there are no vain scholars. Lingxian is recognized as a half immortal in this city. Who dares to talk about his words as a joke?

At the moment, the woman's pretty face became solemn, and said: "Master, is there a way to crack it?"

"Yes, don't go to the east, give up searching."

Ling Xian spoke lightly, saying: "Other than that, there is no other way."

"If I don't find him, I will die." The woman smiled bitterly.

"Go there, it's just a disaster of blood and light, and you may not die."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said with deep meaning: "If you can find the person in time, you can turn the danger into a breeze."

"Thank you for your advice."

The woman gave a deep salute to Ling Xian and said: "The yellow and white things are too vulgar, I owe you a favor to the master. If anything happens, you can come to the Shui Clan to find me."

"It turned out to be a member of the aquarium."

Ling Xian was surprised that the Shui Clan was a famous royal family in the Nether Continent, and was born with the ability to control water and was very powerful.

"My name is Shuixiu, and I have a bit of status in the aquarium. If the master comes to my aquarium, he can directly report my name."

The woman smiled, and the small fan was lightly shaken and disappeared.

"Sleeve sleeves, I wish you a smooth trip and turn the danger into a breeze."

Ling Xian muttered to himself, after drinking the tea in the cup, he closed the stall and went home.

Today's three calculations are over, he should go back to practice.

However, just as he was about to leave, an indifferent voice suddenly sounded.

"Slowly."

The voice fell, and a black-clothed man fell in the wind, his eyes gleamed and his aura was compelling.

Five men followed him, all vigorous and as heavy as a mountain.

"Huh?"

Ling Xian raised his brows and said, "What's the matter?"

"Are you the half-immortal who has recently passed on to the uproar?" The black-clothed man has sharp eyes, as sharp as a divine sword.

"Half Immortal can't be called, I'm just a face." Ling Xian said lightly.

"Then count it for me."

The black-clothed man held his hands behind his back, equal to Ling Xian's height, but gave people a condescending feeling.

"Sorry, today’s three calculations are over, please be early tomorrow."

Ling Xian's expression was calm, and she refused without any hesitation.

This made the man in black frown, and the people behind him even scolded.

"Presumptuous! You dare to refuse my master, you are living impatiently."

"The master asks you to face each other, that is worthy of you, don't give it to face."

"Yes, those who are acquainted should obediently meet their masters, don't ask for trouble."

Several people scolded, showing a sense of supremacy.

This made Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. He couldn't figure out the superiority of the servants.

Is it a very glorious thing to be a slave?

"I don't care what your background is. If you want to meet me, you have to follow my rules, otherwise, please come back."

Ling Xian's smile gradually converged, and he didn't want to say more.

"I've heard of the rule of three counts and three not counts, but the rule is dead and people live. You can make an exception."

The man in black gave Ling Xian a faint glance, and said: "If you don't break it, you will be very troublesome."

"Are you a threat?" Ling Xian's expression was slightly cold.

"Not bad."

The man in black stood with his hand in his hand, like a **** overlooking Lingxian, and said: "If you listen to me, everyone is in peace. If you don't know what is good or bad, don't blame me for being cruel."

Ling Xian smiled upon hearing this.

He glanced at the man and said: "You are right. I set the rules. I can change them at any time, but you are not qualified to make an exception."

After speaking, he didn't bother to say anything, and walked towards the courtyard.

However, he was stopped by a servant.

He stood in front of Ling Xian, and said sensibly: "Boy, do you really think you are a half-fairy? Don't give up on your face!"

"I only say it once, get out of the way."

Ling Xian's expression became cold, although he was not vigorous, but like a peerless fierce, he shuddered.

"I will ask you one last time, the rules, are you breaking or not?" The black man's eyes flashed cold, and the void suddenly shattered.

"I also said one last time, you are not qualified to make me an exception." Ling Xian confronted each other.

"Good, great."

The black-clothed man laughed in anger, and the eight realms of divine might roared out and went straight to the Xiao Han.

"Boy, you are really looking for death, my master is not only a monk of the eighth level, but also a famous prince of heaven!"

"If you offend my master, you have only one dead end."

"An idiot who doesn't know the heights of the sky, the master will take action, and you can be suppressed with one move!"

Several doglegs opened their mouths one after another, trying their best to flatter them.

"You are also worthy of being the proud son of heaven?"

Ling Xian smiled. Although the man was good and reached the three extremes, in front of him, he was no different from an ordinary monk.

"Boy, you are looking for death."

The man's expression became cold~IndoMTL.com~The dark-haired dancing room darkened the world.

Boom!

The clouds were overcast, the thunder wandered, a drop of rain fell, and immediately turned into thousands, like a divine sword to kill Lingxian.

For this, Ling Xian looked calm and unmoved.

Although the man has the same realm as him, he has only reached three extreme realms. This strength does not even have the qualifications for him to face it squarely.

At the moment, Ling Xian pointed it out, and the rain disappeared immediately, and the heaven and earth returned to clearness.

At the same time, the man also spurted blood, as if being hit by a mountain, he was about to fall apart.

In the next instant, Ling Xian cut through the sky, strangling the man's throat with his right hand, and lifting it up.

"With this strength, you dare to call yourself the pride of the sky, don't you feel embarrassed?"

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