Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1983: It can only be me

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In the hall, several great masters nodded one after another, willing to help.

The importance of fairy artifacts to the universe is self-evident, but anyone who knows a foreign land will want to repair it.

What's more, it is undoubtedly a great honor to have the opportunity to repair immortal artifacts in this era of no real immortals.

"Little friend Ling said that only the power of the origin of the tool can repair the spirit of the fairy." The master of the Temple of Godsman hesitated, and the implication was that people who did not understand the power of the origin could not help.

At the moment, there are four people taking a step back, which is self-evident.

"Six people are enough." The master of the Artisan Palace smiled. According to Ling Xian's words, five people are enough to revive Zhen Shiding's spirit.

"I have a more important task."

"If the power of the origin is a medicinal material, then what I have to do is the drug introduction. Only the combination of the two can revive the spirit of Zhen Shiding."

"Five people are enough, just to have the spirit of twelve points, no slack."

Ling Xian warned that it is impossible to revive Zhen Shiding's spirit by relying on the power of the original source. Only by adding a magic trick, it is possible to wake up the spirit of the fairy.

This method is definitely the most important part, and Qi Xian has already taught him it.

"I understand." The master of the Artisan Palace said with a serious face: "Please, my little friend."

"Give it to me."

Ling Xian solemnly nodded his head. Immortal tools are too important to the universe. Given the ability to restore them, he is naturally obliged.

"Okay, let's get started."

The master of the Hall of Gods and Craftsman waved his sleeves and sent the lady in red and other grand masters out of the hall with soft force, and then raised his hand to Jiyin, and three stunning divine powers descended and enveloped the place.

"The Supreme Soldier..."

Ling Xian's eyes squinted, knowing that these three supreme soldiers complement each other, even if the two supreme soldiers join forces, they can't please.

So he put his mind down, his fingers flew up and down, and finally formed a strange seal.

Suddenly, the mysterious mighty power was gathered at his fingertips, ready to go.

This is the seal passed to him by the immortal, and it is the key to resuscitating the spirit of the immortal implement. Without this method, it would be impossible to repair the spirit of the immortal implement without this method.

"Let’s start too."

With a wave of the main sleeve of the master of the Temple of Gods, the power of the origin of the Taoism emerged and landed on the Immortal Ding of Zhenshi.

At the same time, Ning Fengyu and other four great masters also gathered the power of their origins and enveloped the great black cauldron that can control the heavens.

However, it did not cause any movement, as if mud enters the sea, without any ripples.

This made the master of the Master's Palace frowned slightly and looked at Lingxian.

"It's not that there is no effect, but the effect is minimal."

"Therefore, you can't feel anything. It will take half a month to say nothing before you can see the results."

Ling Xian's expression is dignified, and the strange and mighty force is condensed, waiting for the critical moment.

"Understood." The master of the Artisan's Hall stretched his brows, calmly, and concentrated.

The same goes for the other great masters.

Time passed quietly, half a month later, the world of immortality finally changed.

There is no divine light, no Taoist rhyme, but there is a touch of spirituality, just like a finishing touch, and he comes back to life in an instant.

This refreshed everyone present, knowing that the effect has already been achieved, as long as you persist, it is possible to wake up the spirit of the fairy!

At that time, Zhenshixianding will gradually recover, and one day, it will return to its heyday!

"Little friend Ling's method is really useful." The master of the Artisan Palace smiled, and there was no doubt in his eyes when he looked at Ling Xian.

However, at this moment, an accident happened.

An old man in white suddenly coughed up blood, unable to release his original power.

Suddenly, the spirituality of the Immortal Ding Zhenshi weakened a bit, looming, if there was nothing.

This changed the expressions of everyone present. One was because the old man in white suddenly coughed up blood, and the other was because of the interruption of the power of the source, it was very likely that the previous efforts would be in vain.

Unfortunately, no one can do it.

The Lord of the Temple of Gods and the others have tried their best, and the rest of the people have not understood the power of the source, so they can't help.

At the moment of the moment, Ling Xian stepped forward, condensing the weird seal with one hand, and releasing the original power with the other, stabilizing the spirituality of the Immortal Ding Zhenshi.

"Thank you, little friend." The master of the Temple of Gods and Crafts took a long sigh of relief, as did the old man in white.

Having finally seen hope, if it was because of his failure, then he would be a sinner.

At the moment, he arched his hand towards Ling Xian to show his gratitude.

Xu Shi affected the injury, and the old man spurted blood all over his body, dyed red and white, and was shocking.

"Brother Dao, are you... a secret injury?" The master of the Artisan Palace frowned.

"The secret injury many years ago, I didn't expect it would break out today." The white-clothed old man's eyes were dim and his face was full of guilt.

Years of dark injuries broke out, making him extremely weak, and it can even be said that his life is hanging by a thread. In this case, it is impossible for him to continue to take action.

Without him, you can't make up enough five people. In this way, how can the old man not feel guilty?

"Brother Dao first heal your wounds, your life is critical." The master of the Artisan Palace sighed, never expecting such a terrible accident.

"Sorry, I..." The old man was full of guilt.

"It's not your fault, I can only say that it was a coincidence." The master of the Artisan Palace said with relief: "Brother Dao rests at ease, it's a big deal, wait until you are better and try again."

Hearing this, the old man in white sighed and said no more.

"My little friend, what should I do now? Continue or...give up?"

The master of the Temple of Gods Works moved his gaze to Lingxian, waiting for him to make his decision.

The same goes for the others.

Unconsciously, Ling Xian has become their backbone, and at least he has the absolute right to speak in the matter of restoring the Ding Ling Ling.

"I forgot to say that once the spirit of Zhenshi Immortal Ding is disturbed, it must be completely awakened, otherwise, it will only aggravate its injuries."

"After all, it is already weak, like a dying person. One more sentence will consume a bit of vitality."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, very helpless.

Originally, he was pretty sure, because the task of the master of the Temple of Gods and the others was very simple, just unleashing the power of the source in an endless stream.

Unexpectedly, the dark injury of the old man in white suddenly broke out, turning the good situation into a dilemma.

"It's awful."

The master of the Temple of Gods's heart sank. Although it is not absolute, Ling Xian has already expressed it very clearly. If the spirit of the Immortal Ding cannot be awakened this time, then next time, hope will be even slimmer.

"Oh, I'm all to blame."

The old man in white became more guilty and said: "If I were to be more careful, it wouldn't be a difficult situation for riding a tiger."

"It is meaningless to say this now. Fortunately, we still have five people~IndoMTL.com~ enough to revive the spirit of the fairy ding, but..." Ling Xian sighed softly and did not continue.

But everyone at the scene knew what he wanted to say.

With Ling Xian, it is indeed enough to make up five people, but he has a more important task, and that is the key to whether the spirit of the immortal cauldron can be revived!

"I'll come." The master of the Temple of Gods Craftsman said in a deep voice, and Ning Fengyu and others also said one after another, willing to bear the responsibility of two people alone.

"Stop fighting, neither of you can do it."

"Five great masters must do their best to recover the spirit of the immortal tripod. One less person will not work."

"In other words, it can only be me."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, his eyes turned firm.

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