Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2588: Cold Moon

Simple?

Ling Xian shook his head and laughed. I won't talk about the first six levels. Is the seventh level simple?

The top ten horrors of more than five hundred heads, even the true ancestor of the immortal, will have a numb scalp.

Is the eighth level simple?

The legendary Second Day Tribulation, looking at the same level, who can fight?

Ling Xian, a peerless evildoer, can survive to the end and retreat all over.

It's not an exaggeration to say that customs clearance is as difficult as reaching the sky. For tens of thousands of years, only Ling Xian has cleared the customs!

"Yun'er, don't talk nonsense."

Wang Lian'er sighed and said: "You should understand how difficult the next few levels are."

After hearing this, Meng Yun was silent, speechless.

There are nine levels here, one level is more difficult than the other. She has passed the fourth level and naturally understands how difficult the next few levels are.

"Brother, I thought I had overestimated you, but unexpectedly, I still underestimated you."

Wang Lian'er smiled bitterly, and said: "The meaning of your existence is to fight against the talents of Tianjiao and make them realize that they are just ordinary people."

"Senior Sister has a good reputation."

Ling Xian smiled, Wang Lian'er meant that in front of him, all the talents of Tianjiao were eclipsed, unable to compare with him.

"You are too humble."

Wang Lian'er sighed lightly and said: "How is the harvest?"

"It's huge."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and became a shortcut, not to mention the source of the bright moon. The most important thing is that he solved the mystery and learned the truth.

In other words, the direction is clear.

His enemy is not only the invincible saint ancestor, but also the highest heaven. If you want to save all living beings, you must kill the sanctuary heaven.

"If I didn't guess wrong, you should have stepped into the near realm." Wang Lian'er gave Ling Xian a complicated look.

Ling Xian can easily suppress her if she is not a short-path. At this moment, she is not even qualified to fight with her.

"Sister has good eyesight."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. At this moment, he is truly standing at the peak of humanity, below enlightenment, he is the strongest.

"Congratulations, you are humane and invincible." Wang Lian'er has a complicated expression. She is more than two thousand years older than Lingxian, but her achievements are less than one-tenth of his. Naturally, she has mixed feelings.

The same is true for Meng Yun.

She stared at Ling Xian blankly, with bitterness and a hint of admiration.

Ling Xian's achievements are so brilliant, let alone the same generation, even if he is an old monster who has lived for thousands of years, he will still admire him in his heart.

"Sister, I'm going to Wujiang Continent, so I won't go back to Huangquan Valley with you." Ling Xian smiled lightly, the source of the bright moon is already in his hands, he should go to Qingwan to transform it into a real cold moon physique.

At the moment, he turned into a streamer and flew towards the Wujiang Continent.

Half a month later, Ling Xian fell into the courtyard. Seeing Qingwan sitting under the peach blossom tree, he spit out Yuehua and closed his eyes to practice.

"Girl, I have got the source of the moon." Ling Xian smiled gently, and the source of the moon appeared, bright and sacred, and unpredictable.

Qingwan opened her eyes, she couldn't hide her surprise.

Not only because of the source of the bright moon, but also because of seeing Lingxian.

At the moment, she stood up, looked at the source of the bright moon curiously, and said: "Master, this is the same name as the yin jewel, which can make me become a fetish of cold moon yin body?"

"Yes, refining the source of the bright moon, you are the real cold moon yin body."

"With your cultivation base, it is difficult to refine the source of the moon, but don't worry, I will help you."

Ling Xian's smile gradually converged and said: "Calm down and abandon distracting thoughts."

Hearing this, Qingwan is focused and firm in conviction.

Lengyue Yin Body is one of the nine sacred bodies, and has the power to dominate the same rank. In any case, she must refine the source of the bright moon!

"The time for transformation has arrived, and soon, you will be able to transform the dragon into flight." Ling Xian's star pupils are deep, and the source of the bright moon penetrates Qingwan's body, and then uses mana to help it refine.

Boom!

Mana is surging, anger rolls high in the sky, Qingwan's pretty face is pale, painful cold sweat is flowing, and the body is trembling.

However, she gritted her teeth and refused to give up.

Qingwan seems weak, but in reality she is stubborn. No one can change what she believes.

Therefore, even though she didn't want to live in pain, Qingwan never thought of giving up.

This makes Ling Xian feel relieved.

For Taoists, talent is very important, chance is very important, and persistence is also very important.

Without the determination to persevere to the end, even the Son of God cannot climb to the top.

"Hold it up, after half an hour, you will be the real cold moon yin body."

Seeing Qingwan’s painful pretty face distorted, Ling Xian feels distressed, and works hard to use the two great powers of the great fortune to help him refine the source of the bright moon.

"Master, rest assured, I will stick to it to the end."

Qingwan laughed hard. The reason for not giving up was that she wanted to become Lengyue Yin, and she didn't want Lingxian to be disappointed.

Time passed bit by bit, half an hour later, the source of the bright moon dissipated, and the sunny evening changed.

First of all, her temperament is good. But it depends on who you compare.

Compared with Dao Xunzhen, she was at a disadvantage, but at this moment, her temperament was not lost to Yu Xunzhen.

Clear and cold, out of the dust, aloof, clear night like a fairy Guanghan, a little less rhyme than Yuxunzhen, but a little more cold.

Next is the repair.

In the clear night before, her cultivation was only in the late eighth stage. At this moment, she was already in the ninth stage.

Furthermore, her aura is amazing, far stronger than the ordinary cultivator in the early stage of the Ninth Realm several times!

Boom!

The bright moon appeared, the celestial shadow appeared, and the dao marks were all over the sky, and the divine might and trembling.

Lengyue Fairy Bone!

One of the nine strongest bones. It is similar to the method of inviting the moon to ascend, but it is far stronger than the method of inviting the moon to ascend, and it is not weaker than any kind of taboo method.

"Finally transformed."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, joy from the heart, looking at the cold and dusty clear night.

Qingwan is his disciple, she becomes stronger, and there is light on his face.

What's more, Qingwan transforms into a real Lengyue Yin body, and he can also awaken Lengyue's bones.

"Master, I have succeeded." Qingwan smiled like a flower, and the joy was beyond words.

As early as when refining to Yin Zhu, she was looking forward to one day, transforming into a real cold moon Yin body. At this moment, she was naturally ecstatic when her wish was fulfilled.

"Congratulations on your transformation into a cold moon Yin body. Looking at the two worlds, few people can compete with you at the same level."

Ling Xian did not hesitate to praise. Of the four disciples, Qingwan had the worst aptitude, but at this moment, Qingwan had the strongest aptitude and the highest cultivation level.

"Thank you, Master. Without you, there would be no me today."

Qingwan smiled sweetly, until the Yin Zhu was Lingxian, and so was the source of the bright moon. Without him, she could not transform the dragon into soaring.

"Between you and me, no need to say thanks."

Ling Xian’s mouth smiled~IndoMTL.com~ said: "Seeing you transform into the body of the cold moon, I can leave without worry."

"Master is leaving again..." Qingwan's eyes were dim, and she couldn't hide her.

"I'm going to Chixia Continent. After that, I will have to leave the foreign land."

Ling Xian sighed lightly. For him, the foreign land is the most fierce place. Staying for a while will be more dangerous.

If he didn't want the original power of Jingshen Lake, he would leave now.

"Master, take care all the way, and when I have the ability, I will go to the universe to find you." Qingwan's expression is serious, and her words are sonorous and loud.

"Good."

Ling Xian rubbed Qingwan’s little head, and smiled gently: "Send me a drop of the original blood."

Hearing this, Qingwan didn't even think about it, and immediately forced out a drop of original blood.

When she thinks about it, her life is Ling Xian, what does a drop of the blood of the origin count?