Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 34: Furiously rushing to the crown

　　 The sun shines dazzlingly in the afternoon, coating this small courtyard with a layer of gold.

　　In the courtyard, Ling Hu looked at the tokens in Lingxian's hand that looked like gold and not gold, and looked like iron and iron, and asked: "What is this?"

　　 "Secret Realm Token." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

　　 "This is the legendary secret realm token?" Ling Hu couldn't help letting out an exclamation.

　　 "Yes, I gave it to you." Ling Xian casually threw the Secret Realm token over, so scared Linghu was in a hurry, took the token carefully, and complained: "Brother, this is a Secret Realm token. It’s only opened once every five years. It’s only fifty yuan at a time. It’s very precious. What if you fall on the ground and break it?"

　　 "I believe you can catch it." Ling Xian said.

　　 "Brother, how did you come to this secret realm?" Ling Hu asked.

　　 "This is a long story." What happened in the morning, Ling Xian never intended to participate in the competition, to Ling Chen's aggressive provocation, and then the young patriarch was abolished, and finally won the first place. The reward was told to him exactly.

　　 Linghu is sometimes angry, sometimes amazed, and sometimes regretful. It took a long time before he recovered from the diverse emotions and said happily: "It's good to be a waste, it deserves it. I have seen him not pleasing to the eye a long time ago, and always bullying us What are these collateral children?"

　　 "He committed public anger, and it is normal to be deposed." Ling Xian sighed and exhorted: "You practice hard these few days, and strive to increase your cultivation level to the fifth level of Qi Refining before the secret realm opens. This can be considered a little self-protection, otherwise it is impossible to guarantee that there will be no accidents in the secret realm."

　　 "Brother, I can't ask for this, you need it more than I do." Ling Hu refused.

　　 "I have one more piece, don't be polite with me." Ling Xian's heart warmed slightly.

　　 Hearing the words, Ling Hu's eyes lit up, he relaxed, he smiled and said, "Brother, then I'm not welcome, Qingcheng Secret Realm, I have never entered yet."

　　 Ling Xian nodded, looking at Ling Hu who was full of excitement, his expression suddenly became serious, and he said in a deep voice: "Let’s talk about it, what's the matter?"

　　 "What's the matter?" Ling Hu was startled.

　　 "There is no such thing as buying a pill at Qizhen Pavilion." Ling Xian glanced at him, and said, "Don't pretend to be confused with me, and don't try to hide me. Then you will say that the pill was sent from the headquarters. For the time being Before it arrived, I discovered your anomaly. This may be true, but it will definitely not be that simple."

　　 "Brother..." Ling Hu hesitated for a while, lowered his head, avoiding Ling Xian's compelling gaze.

　　 Ling Xian frowned and said: "Look up and look at me, say!"

　　 "Brother, I can't say." Ling Hu shook his head repeatedly, his expression full of bitterness.

　　 Ling Xian's heart sank, a bad premonition emerged, and he said coldly: "Say, what happened? Don't be afraid, I will hold you back when the sky falls!"

　　 Linghu was silent for a moment, remembering the humiliating scenes of scenes, his eyes seemed to burst into flames, gritted his teeth and said: "Brother, it's the **** who is in charge, I will buy a better spirit pill than the rejuvenation pill. At the time, he told me that there was, but the Qizhen Pavilion in Qingcheng had no stock for the time being and needed to be shipped from the headquarters, but he asked me to give him the spirit stone first. At the time, I didn’t think much about it, so I gave him 20,000 yuan. Stone was given to him."

　　" But when I went to look for him the next day, he first shied away from me saying that he hadn’t arrived, and then closed the door, and finally sent someone to beat me and threatened me if he dared to find him again. , Or if he tells this matter, he will send someone to kill me!" Ling Hu was furious when he mentioned these things, and he wished to rush into the Qizhen Pavilion immediately and sack the bastard.

　　 He took off his shirt and saw a bruised upper body with bruises.

　　 "Okay, very good." Ling Xian's eyes were icy, and his killing intent was completely moved.

　　 scum!

　　 scum!

　　 This is not only a matter of greed for 20,000 spiritual stones, but also a lively life. First it is rhetoric, and then it is forcible. If he can't heal the tiger girl, or he is late , Wouldn't Hu Ziniang die because of this?

　　 "Look at your life-saving spirit stone, cut off your last hope, this kind of person, **** it." Ling Xian was angry and said murderously: "What's the name of that bastard?"

　　 "Qin Guangzhi." Ling Hu replied subconsciously, but he regretted what he said, and hurriedly said: "Brother, he is the steward of Qizhen Pavilion, you know, although Qizhen Pavilion is not visible in Qingcheng, But no power dared to provoke this behemoth, don't be impulsive!"

　　 "What about impulse?"

　　 Ling Xian's heart warmed, and he understood that Ling Hu resolutely did not say at first, because he was worried that he would go to the **** after listening to it and desperate to find the bastard. The worm shook the tree and killed him in vain.

　　 But this person, he has already made up his mind to kill, and said coldly: "A steward of a rare treasure pavilion, obviously this is not the first time he has done this kind of thing. If you don’t get rid of him, in the future I don’t know how many low-level cultivators will suffer or even die for it. Besides, you can swallow this breath?"

　　 "Of course I can't swallow it!" Ling Hu roared, and the scenes of humiliation flashed through his mind, his hands clenched into fists, but slowly loosened, and said weakly, "But I can't swallow. What can be done? He is the manager of Qizhen Pavilion, and he is also a master at the eighth level of refining Qi. I...can't help it."

　　 His chest was burning with endless anger, but his heart was full of helplessness and sadness.

　　The world of cultivating immortals itself is a world without law and extreme chaos. No one can care about all crimes. The fist is the most correct truth, and the strength is the most reliable guarantee.

　　 The Great Qin Dynasty is a little better. After all, it is a country with some basic laws. However, in any world, any place, there are all kinds of shady, there is no justice at all.

　　 One is a young monk at the bottom of the immortal world, and the other is a powerful steward of Qizhen Pavilion. Even if it is reported to the city lord, it will not cause him any punishment. The most is to return the spirit stone to Linghu. , And then the next day, Ling Hu will become a dead body.

　　 This is the world of immortality!

　　 chaotic, cruel, cold, tyrannical.

　　 Everything is based on two premises. With strength or without strength, capable monks can enjoy all the prosperity and beauty in the world, and give and receive, while monks without strength can only accept this numbly. The cruelty and ruthlessness of the world has been reduced to a must.

　　 "That's not a reason. It is not too late for a gentleman to revenge for ten years. If there is no way, he should think about it. If he has no strength, he will practice." Ling Xian's eyes flashed with killing intent and said: "In such a chaotic world, don't let The method is used as an excuse for self-comfort. Once you get used to this kind of thinking, you will obey and accept it. Then your life will be an endless darkness."

　　 Linghu was shocked and thoughtful.

　　 The endless darkness?

　　 He didn’t think what Ling Xian said was exaggerated. In fact, the suffering he experienced since childhood made Ling Hu always feel that he was living in the darkness with no light in sight. Sometimes he also wondered if he could have The day when I saw the light?

　　 "I understand your difficulties and difficulties, but that is really not a reason."

　　 Lingxian patted him on the shoulder, and said in a solemn voice: "People of my generation are asking about the road and looking for longevity. If it's because of a little setback, and you are stagnant and willing to obey, then what kind of immortal cultivation? Just find a desolate mountain forest to live in seclusion, and be a waste person for the rest of your life."

　　 "Brother, you are right, ****!" Ling Hu was full of enthusiasm.

　　 "How to do it?" Ling Xian glanced at him.

　　 "This..." Ling Hu stopped and opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

　　 Ling Xian sighed softly, and said: "I said so much, but I just warn you not to extinguish the unyielding flame in your heart, not to let you hit the stone with a pebble and go with an opponent that is a hundred times stronger than yourself. Do your best, understand?"

　　 "Well, brother, I understand." Ling Hu scratched his head, he didn't fully understand what Ling Xian was saying, after all, he was only thirteen years old this year, but he firmly believed it. Listening to Ling Xian's words is absolutely correct. .

　　"It’s good to understand, but this person, I have to kill~IndoMTL.com~The killing intent is surging in Ling Xian’s eyes.

　　He really had a murderous intention. That **** named Qin Guangzhi not only snatched Hu Ziniang’s life-saving spirit stone, but also beat Ling Hu severely and threatened him not to speak out, otherwise he would kill Ling. The tiger's fate is so scumbag that God cannot tolerate it.

　　 "Brother, he has some rights in Chizhen Pavilion, otherwise it is impossible to cover up his crimes. Don't be impulsive, I don't want you to have an accident." Ling Hu's dark face was full of worry.

　　 "Don't worry, I won't do anything unsure." Ling Xian conceived a plan in his heart.

　　 "Brother, did you think of a way? You must think twice." Ling Hu said eagerly.

　　 He hates Qin Guangzhi very much. This scum has taken away his hope and even threatened his life. If Ling Xian hadn't had a way to cure his mother, I’m afraid Hu Zi Niang would have already died at this moment, which caused such consequences. It was the bastard, Ling Hu couldn't wait to eat his meat and drink his blood.

　　 It's just that, compared to Ling Xian's safety, he cares more about the latter. In any case, he doesn't want Ling Xian to have an accident.

　　 "Don't worry, I won't put myself in for such a scumbag." Ling Xian groaned with a warm current in his heart, "Qizhen Pavilion is indeed a behemoth, with power throughout the entire Qin Dynasty. , There are branches in any city. The strength is strong and the strong are like clouds. Therefore, you must not blatantly come to kill people. You must be famous."

　　 "The old **** of Qin Guangzhi is greedy for my 20,000 spiritual stones. Isn't this considered a famous teacher?" Ling Hu gritted his teeth bitterly.

　　 "There is no evidence, the manager of Qizhen Pavilion in Qingcheng will not believe what you say." Ling Xian frowned, suddenly a flash of light flashed, and he couldn't help laughing: "Isn't he greedy, then I will send it to the door." Go and make him greedy, but my Lingxian stuff is not so greedy..."