Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 2636: The 9th cents

The setting sun is like blood, shining red afterglow, shining on the Dingguo Mansion.

Laksha looked at the corpse of Duke Dingguo, felt the power of the peak of the sixth stage, and realized how lucky it was to meet Lingxian.

I also realize that my destiny has completely changed.

The darkness has passed, and from this moment on, she will usher in the light, transforming the dragon and soaring.

"Five pills, I have refined two for you, and the remaining three, wait for you to consolidate your cultivation base, refining by yourself."

Ling Xian smiled faintly. He didn't want to use the pill to improve Raksha's cultivation base, not only because he couldn't reach the extreme level, but also because his foundation was unstable.

However, Rakshasa has a dull talent, and if she cultivates on her own, she may not be able to reach the sixth level in her entire life.

"Thank you, Master." Raksha's lips lightly opened, expressing joy and expectation.

Just refining two pills, she broke through to the peak of the sixth stage. It is conceivable that her cultivation level will be reached by refining the remaining pills.

"I thought you would blame me." Ling Xian smiled faintly, looking at the setting sun, his eyes flashing with expectation.

The soul has recovered as before. He should leave Eternal Immortal Star and look for the physical body, but before that, he must first go to the Nine Immortals.

Back then, he exiled this treasure and knew where it was. Compared to the hard-to-find physical body, the Nine Immortals were naturally easier to find.

"I rely on self-cultivation, and I don't know how long and what month I can set foot on the sixth stage." Raksha sighed, only rejoicing, without the slightest bit of resentment.

Half an hour to set foot in the sixth state, I don't know how many people envy, how can she not know enough?

"Just understand, don't worry, there are too many gods in the world that can wash the scriptures and cut the marrow, and stabilize the foundation."

"With your cultivation, it is not difficult to get."

Ling Xian smiled and said: "Okay, it's time to leave for the teacher."

"Are we... still masters and apprentices?" Luo Sha was silent for a moment. Although she did not want to admit it, she was a bit reluctant to bear Ling Xian.

"Of course, it's just a goodbye, not the fate of master and apprentice." Ling Xian smiled and said: "You also leave the Wei Dynasty."

"I understand." Luo Sha lightly tapped, Ling Xian was here, no one dared to provoke her, if Ling Xian left, then she would be in danger.

"Let's go, leave with me." Ling Xian flicked his big sleeve, took Rakshasa and left, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

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At the border between the Great Wei Dynasty and the Tang Dynasty, Ling Xian stood with his hand holding his hand, looking at the complex Rakshasa, and said, "Just separate here. When you reach the eighth level, you can come to me. "

"I don't even know your name." Raksha smiled bitterly. She only knew that Ling Xian was extremely strong and proficient in the three ways of formation pill weapon, but she didn't know anything else.

"Remember, my name is Ling Xian."

With a chuckle, Ling Xian's figure faded and disappeared.

Raksha was stunned, his brain blank.

Not every place has a statue of Lingxian, but his name is indeed famous in the world, no one knows, no one knows.

Therefore, Luosha was stunned and couldn't believe that he was the legendary Lingxian.

...

In the cold and dead universe, a mysterious ancient painting is suspended, enveloping the vicissitudes of life, and flowing mysterious path marks.

It is dull and unremarkable, like a grain of sand, suspended in the galaxy.

It is the picture of the nine immortals.

Ten years, it is motionless, like a clay sculpture, quietly waiting for the return of its owner.

At this moment, the Nine Immortals suddenly bloomed colorfully, dazzling and illuminating the galaxy.

A peerless celestial shadow is coming in the wind, and its grace is peerless, like the emperor of Xianruo.

It is Ling Xian.

He exiled Jiuxian Tu by his own hand. As long as Xiao Zi doesn't wake up, Jiuxian Tu will not move. Naturally, he can easily find it.

"Master, I am back, returning with Requiem Flame."

Looking at the flowing nine colors, seeming to be welcoming the master's nine-celestial picture, Ling Xian smiled faintly and entered the nine-celestial picture.

I haven't seen it for ten years, but Jiuxiantu is still beautiful with beautiful scenery and pleasant scenery.

Nine hills for cultivating souls stand, except for the last one, all of the first eight have fairy shadows floating, floating out of dust and objects.

It's just that his face is dull and his eyes are blank.

Below the Eight Immortals, Xiao Zi's soul sat cross-legged, still asleep, showing no signs of awakening.

It can be seen how many serious injuries she suffered in the battle ten years ago.

However, compared with Demon Buddha Wuwei, she is lucky, at least she has not fallen, as long as she wakes up, she can reshape her body.

"Sure enough, I didn't wake up." Ling Xian sighed softly, and when he saw Jiuxiantu, he knew that Xiao Zi hadn't woken up yet.

Because if Xiaozi wakes up, she will definitely leave with Jiuxiantu and won't stay here.

"Master, I have found Requiem Flame, I hope you can wake up."

Ling at the godless eight immortals, Ling Xian muttered to himself, unable to conceal his expectation and his anxiety.

Requiem Flame is the only hope for the resurrection of the Eight Immortals. If this treasure is useless, then he really does not know how to resurrect the Eight Immortals.

At the moment, Ling Xian's thoughts moved, and a requiem flame emerged, like a round of immortal scorching sun, bursting with dazzling light.

At the same time, the soul-cultivating mountain, soul-fixing iron, soul-containing lake, and soul-warming tree are also lighted by it, and they are connected to one another, which is extremely bright.

Boom!

Mysterious and mighty power descended, covering the entire Nine Immortals, endless and endless.

Suddenly, Xiao Zi's soul gleamed, and his aura was stronger than before.

Ling Xian is the same.

You need to know that his soul has recovered to its heyday, but at this moment it is a bit stronger. One can imagine how magical the soul-raising magnetic field is.

"I finally did it."

Ling Xian sighed, two hundred years ago, the Great Emperor Pingluan told him that he wanted the remnant soul of the nine immortals to stay forever~IndoMTL.com~ the only way to find the five treasures of soul-raising.

Two hundred years later, he finally let the soul-raising magnetic field appear, naturally, he was full of emotions.

"I hope that Xiao Zi can wake up and the Eight Immortals can come back to life." Ling Xian muttered to himself, as he looked forward to it, he was also uneasy.

Time goes by bit by bit, and the power of soul-raising is endless, which is more than a hundred times stronger than a single soul-raising treasure.

However, Xiao Zi still hasn't awakened, and the Eight Immortals still have a dull face.

"The magnetic field is not good for the soul..." Ling Xian smiled bitterly, disappointed.

Besides the mysterious magnetic field for raising souls, he couldn't think of anything else that could bring the Eight Immortals back to life.

"It’s not that it’s impossible, but it takes time."

A faint word fell, making Ling Xian frowned and looked at the ninth mountain of soul cultivation.

I saw this mountain light, and a celestial shadow appeared, enveloping the trail of immortal light, without revealing its true meaning.

Suddenly, the Nine Dragons shines and golden lotus springs from the earth, and many visions emerge, which are bigger than those of the gods.

Boom!

Xianwei trembles the galaxy, divine light illuminates the world, and the supreme immortal shadow stands proudly on the soul-raising mountain, showing invincible power and unparalleled elegance.

Different from the Eight Immortals, as soon as he appeared, he was shocking. Although he could not reach the level of the invincible, he was not weaker than the impeccable shortcut.

It's just a remnant soul, but he has the power of the emperor. You can imagine how extraordinary he is.

Even the Pingluo Great Emperor, Geshidaoxian, can't compare with him.

"The Ninth Immortal..."

Ling Xian smiled. One of his regrets was that he couldn't see the Ninth Immortal. He was so happy to see him at this moment.

"Are you their chosen descendant?" The Ninth Immortal stood with his hand held, eyes like an endless galaxy, calm and deep, without waves.

"In Xia Lingxian, I have seen the Ninth Immortal." Ling Xian smiled faintly, wondering what the Ninth Immortal looks like and what his identity is.

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There is no Chapter Three.

(End of this chapter)