Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 223: Farewell

On the top of the mountain, thousands of people knelt on the ground, banging their heads at Ling Xian three times. The dull sound merged into one piece, representing gratitude and respect, resounding in this world.

This is a spectacular scene and an incredible scene!

These people are not worshiping the heaven and earth parents, let alone the gods and Buddhas. However, in their eyes, that white robe is a high god, a Bodhisattva who saves suffering!

There is no doubt that at this moment, the entire Nangong family is grateful to Ling Xian and regards them as reborn parents!

"You..."

Ling Xian looked at all the people who were kneeling on the ground. Ling Xian was a little bit stunned. He didn't expect that these people would bow to himself so much, which made him a little touched and warm.

"Thank you Master Xian for your life-saving grace!"

Everyone present in unison, everyone's eyes focused on Ling Xian, full of gratitude, respect, and even admiration.

Furthermore, whether there is a girl who is repaired is even more fascinating.

"It's okay, all get up." Ling Xian smiled faintly and motioned everyone to get up.

After hearing this, everyone present shook their heads together, as if they could not express their gratitude to Ling Xian without kneeling on the ground.

Seeing this, Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry, and said with a smile: "You don't seem to be grateful for me like this, but it's like I'm threatening you to apologize."

"This..." Everyone at the scene chuckled and realized that this action was a bit wrong.

"Master Xian, in order to thank you for your life-saving grace, I specially made a treasure for you."

I don't know who suddenly shouted, and then everyone present reacted, stood up quickly, and took out the treasures they had brought.

"Master Immortal, I also brought you a treasure. This is a thousand-year-old cold jade. Although not very precious, it can help cultivators to calm down, and it can be regarded as a practical treasure."

"Yeah! Thousand-year cold jade is a fart, Master Immortal, please look at my treasure. This is called Jiuyang Yulu, which is a kind of superb medicinal wine, which combines powerful medicinal power and delicious taste. Hey, And for male Xiu, this is a great tonic."

"Haha, Jiuyang Yulu dared to show its ugliness? It's a shame, Master Immortal is a magnificent master of formation, how can you see your broken stuff? Master, please look at my treasure, this is a golden silkworm treasure. The clothes are invulnerable to weapons, water and fire, and the defense is quite strong!"

Everyone at the scene opened their mouths, belittling other people's treasures while bragging about their precious treasures, just like hawkers in a market.

For a while, the top of the mountain was noisy, as if walking into a crowded bazaar, it was a lot of noise.

This made Ling Xian dumbfounded, feeling warm and helpless.

Thousand-year cold jade?

He really doesn't have one, but he has a better exquisite green tree. In terms of meditation, it is not known how many times stronger than the thousand-year cold jade.

Nine Sun Yulu?

Neither did he, but he has a better drunk fairy brew. In terms of the mellowness, Jiuyang Yulu couldn't keep up with it.

As for the golden silkworm robes, Ling Xian was even more speechless. Let’s not talk about his imperial robes, just talk about his cultivation base during the pill formation period. What is the use of wearing a defense that can block the attacks of the monks in the foundation building period?

Is this a joke?

However, Ling Xian also understood that to these people in front of him, those things were indeed precious treasures. But to him, it's really nothing, even if it is accepted, it is of no use.

"Just be quiet, everyone, please listen to me." Ling Xian shook his head helplessly, pressed his hands and motioned everyone to shut their mouths.

Suddenly, the scene was silent, and everyone closed their mouths obediently. It can be seen from this that Ling Xian's prestige in their hearts at the moment, I am afraid that even if the Nangong clan comes, it may not be able to achieve this.

"Very good."

Ling Xian smiled with satisfaction and said: "You can give me your precious treasures, which proves that you are grateful to me. However, these things are of no use to me, but you I need them even more. So, I have taken your thoughts, so let’s take these things back."

"This..."

The people present were stunned. They didn't listen to Ling Xian's words, but continued to speak, persuading him to accept the treasure.

And just as everyone began to persuade them, a plain and slightly tasteful word suddenly sounded, making them very reluctant to take back the treasure.

"Okay, Master Immortal won't accept it. It's for your sake. Please put it away for me as soon as possible."

With a faint word, Nangong Confucian descended from the sky, still wearing the blue Taoist robe, gentle and graceful.

"I have seen the patriarch."

Everyone present in unison, arched their hands at Nangong Confucianism.

"You don't need to be polite." Nangong Ru waved his hand and looked around, a little bit tasteful.

He has been hiding in the dark. First he witnessed the crowd kneeling and kowtow to Ling Xian, and then he saw these people giving gifts to Ling Xian. This is a treatment that he has never enjoyed before. It is inevitable.

"Take all your gifts back, Master Xian doesn't need it, but for your good." Nangong Ru waved his hand, and when everyone was very reluctant to take back the gifts, he nodded in satisfaction. Then he moved his gaze to Ling Xian, his face was suddenly filled with smiles, and he said, "I have seen Master Xian."

"Nangong Patriarch doesn't need to be polite." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "It just so happens that you are here, so I will take a trip."

"What's the matter with Master Immortal?" Nangong Ru asked with a smile.

"It's okay, but I plan to leave." Ling Xian said softly. The purpose of his trip has been completed, and he has also harvested a symbiosis flower of gods and demons. Naturally, it is time to set off for Ouyang's home.

"Farewell?"

Nangong Confucian frowned slightly, and said, "Master Xian, why not leave more time, so that I can show you the scenery of Nangong family."

"No, your three big families have used one thing to make things difficult for me. Now it's the Ouyang family's thing." Ling Xian waved his hand.

"This..."

When talking about making things difficult, Nangongru smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, since you insist on leaving, Master, I won’t say much. There is only one sentence, no matter what trouble you encounter, just speak, I’m Nangong. There is no other thing in the family!"

"Yes, as long as you are in trouble, even if I save my life, I will never refuse!"

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Everyone present spoke up, and their words were filled with determination.

Hearing this, Ling Xian's heart warmed, and he nodded to everyone present, smiled and said: "Patriarch Nangong, everyone, we will have some time later."

Speaking, he soared into the air, broke through the space barrier of Nangong's house in an instant, and then whizzed towards the north.

This matter is over, he naturally wants to rush to Ouyang's house to finish the last thing.

"I don't know where there is, what difficulties are waiting for me, and what gains will be made."

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and there was a glimmer of expectation in Ling Xian's eyes.

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Second more~~

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