Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1800: The Secret of Sky Splitting

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Wuqing tribe’s back mountain, sunny and evening like a fairy from Guanghan, is beautiful and beautiful, and it is frozen for thousands of miles.

Even Ling Xian was a little moved by the height of cold air.

"As expected of Lengyue Yin body, even if it is only half, it is quite good."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and Qingwan also smiled. She felt the strength of Lengyue's body, and she felt joy in her heart.

It's not an exaggeration to say that at this moment, she is more than ten times stronger than before, and she can already be called a great arrogant.

"Thank you, Master."

The sunny evening smiles brightly, the more dusty, the more beautiful.

"You are polite, since I accepted you as a disciple, I naturally have to take responsibility."

Ling Xian smiled faintly and said: "Remember, don't tell others about you becoming Lengyue's yin body, not even your loved ones."

"Why?" Qingwan was startled slightly.

"Your blood is comparable to the best elixir. If someone learns about it, it is very likely that you will be imprisoned and seized of your precious blood."

Ling Xian grabbed a smile, and Qingwan did the same.

She nodded solemnly and said: "Master, please rest assured, I will never reveal this to others."

Speaking, she frowned slightly and said: "Master, my spine seems to have born a mysterious power, but I can't use it."

"That is the exclusive fairy bone of Lengyue's Yin body, named Hanyue, which has nine heavens and ten places of ice, and the power of the universe."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly: "But since you are only half of the cold moon yin body, you can't use it at this moment. After a period of time, you should be able to use it."

"Han Yue..."

Sunny evening's beautiful eyes light up, full of expectation.

"Practice hard, I will try my best to find the source of the bright moon and make you a true cold moon yin body."

Ling Xian smiled at the corner of his mouth, but sighed softly in his heart.

The source of the bright moon is rare in the world. In terms of its rarity, it is even higher than the most glamorous orb. Even in a few eras, it may not appear once.

"Master has given me enough, don't bother with me anymore." Qingwan showed her face with a happy smile.

"You are my apprentice, I have the responsibility to lay a solid foundation for you, so that you have a soaring capital."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, then constricted to smile, and said, "I have a question, I want to ask you."

"What?" Qingwan was startled.

"If one day, I would become an enemy of this world, which side would you be on?"

Ling Xian looked at the sky, as if looking through the space, he saw the invincible ancestors.

"I don't understand what you are saying, Master, but I will always have only one answer."

"Whoever is your enemy, who is my enemy, even if it is a whole world, I will stand firmly next to you."

Qingwan's pretty face is solemn, and the words are more powerful and loud.

"It's worth it, it's worth my pains."

Ling Xian's heart warmed, rubbed Qingwan's little head, and smiled: "Girl, I'm leaving."

"Are you leaving again..." Qingwan's eyes darkened, full of dismay.

"Yes, this time, I really have to go."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, planning to return to the universe.

The reason was that he had an inexplicable feeling on the way back to the Wuqing tribe.

The **** of the road to heaven is about to appear.

Although it's just intuition, it is well known that all those who participate in the journey to heaven will feel the gods in this world.

In other words, this is mostly true.

Therefore, Ling Xian must leave, no matter whether he can win the position of God, he must return to the universe.

"Really leaving? Master, are you not coming back anymore?" Qingwan was stunned, with a bad premonition inexplicably.

"You will understand later."

Ling Xian sighed and said: "Well, you have to cultivate hard and don't live up to the expectations of your teacher."

"Master, rest assured, I will try my best."

Qingwan's eyes are reddish, realizing this difference, I don't know how long and how long will I see each other.

"Why are you crying? It's not that I'll never see you again."

Ling Xian smiled softly, rubbed Qingwan's black hair into a chicken coop, and said: "I'm leaving, take care of myself."

After speaking, he stopped talking, and left in a hurry.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the camp of the war clan.

In a foreign country, there are a few people who are deeply impressed by him and are unforgettable.

Qing Wan is one of them, and so is Zhan Ge.

So, before leaving, Lingxian planned to drink three hundred cups with Zhan Ge.

"It's worthy of being a royal family, it's really extraordinary."

Feeling dozens of powerful auras, Ling Xian sighed, then used secret techniques to change his appearance.

He has been wanted by the Yu Clan, and the Zhan Clan has a lot of people, so naturally you have to be careful.

After that, he came to the guard disciples and said, "Tell Zhan Ge that if you want him to bring wine and meet in the bamboo forest three miles away, it is said that the old man has come to fulfill his promise."

After speaking, he turned and left, waiting for him in the bamboo forest three miles away.

After a while, Zhan Ge fell under the wind. Although he was strange to Ling Xian's face at the moment, he felt a familiar breath.

At the moment, hearty laughter spread throughout the bamboo forest, and it is hard to hide the joy.

"Haha, I knew it was you."

"Long time no see."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, and sat quietly on the bamboo branches, like a banished god, floating out of dust.

"Come, take a swig with me, not drunk or return."

Zhan Ge leaped onto the bamboo branch, without any nonsense, and directly took out three hundred jars of fine wine.

Suddenly, the mellow fragrance spreads, and just a smell makes it a little drunk.

"It seems that you want to get me drunk."

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. This wine is not trivial. Even with his cultivation, he would be drunk.

"Haha, drinking is to be drunk, what's the point of not being drunk?"

Zhan Ge laughed heartily~IndoMTL.com~ said: "Say it in advance, you can't resist it with force."

"This wine is domineering, even if it uses mana, it may not be drunk."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, waved the wine jar between his sleeves, and the spirits poured into his abdomen.

Zhan Ge also drank wine, then wiped his mouth and laughed: "Happy!"

"A thousand cups of wine every confidant, come, don’t get drunk, don’t return."

Ling Xian smiled and poured the wine.

Suddenly, his internal organs burned like fire, which shows how overbearing this wine is.

However, his physical body is strong, even if he doesn't use his power, he won't get drunk easily.

In contrast, Zhan Ge seemed incapable of drinking.

After three rounds of drinking, he has lost his mind and can't sit still.

Ling Xian is a little better than him, at least, he can stay awake.

"I don't know something."

Ling Xian came up drunkly, and suddenly thought of the sky-splitting light.

This treasure looks ordinary, but it is powerful, but it can make the saint race and the war monster race torn apart. It is conceivable that there must be a deeper reason.

"What's the matter? Even if I say that, Big Brother will help you...solve your doubts!" ​​Zhan Ge was dizzy, speaking with a tongue.

"Why do the saints get the sky-splitting light? Is it just because of mighty power?" Ling Xian was puzzled.

"Naturally not. Although Sky Splitting is powerful, it is not enough to make the saints tempted." Zhan Ge sneered.

"Why is that?"

Ling Xian's spirits lifted up, he didn't mean to get drunk and fight fighting, he just happened to be here by doing what he said.

"Know the universe."

"In the battle more than 30,000 years ago, the underworld turned into a barrier to isolate the two worlds."

"This barrier is extremely strong. At present, only the skylight can break it."

Zhan Ge was dizzy, and unconsciously told the truth.

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