Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 37: Recreation

There is silence in the cave, and four long pearls the size of a human head bloom softly, illuminating the place. "I Dedication"

On the ten golden roads, apart from the drunk immortal brew which has been taken away by Lingxian and the golden book page that was taken away by Yue Lianhan, the remaining eight treasures are intact, exuding a strong aura fluctuation.

The ground is full of blood and corpses, telling the cruelty of Xunxianwen Dao.

All the monks who came here to look for opportunities were all dead, a small part of them died in the hands of Lingxian, and the rest were all died in the hands of Yue Lianhan, which became her ultimate treasure. Dragon's stepping stones.

This is the case with practice. Fighting against the world, fighting against time, and fighting against creatures. All three are difficult, requiring great wisdom, great fortune, and great insight. You can see through all kinds of dangers, ups and downs, and ups and downs. A faint light of dawn.

At this moment, Ling Xian closed his eyes tightly and sat cross-legged, wisps of heaven and earth aura gushing out of the void, and then slowly flowing into his body, nourishing his injured body.

The same goes for Mo Qingneng.

Both of them suffered serious injuries, especially him. First, he was beaten by Ling Xian to vomit blood. Later, at the price of burning cultivation base, he forcibly used the three ancient characters on Haoran's scroll. His whole person is extremely weak, and his cultivation has also fallen to the eighth level of Qi Refining.

This kind of trauma left by the forcible use of the divine channel technique is almost permanent and irreversible. Unless you take some rare heaven and earth gods, your cultivation will always be stagnant at the eighth level of refining energy for life. It's hard to make progress.

It can be seen how much money Mo Qingbu sacrificed, but fortunately all of this is worth it. With his awe-inspiring power of ancient characters and Lingxian's power of the Demon Sword, he finally joined forces to squeeze the moon. Lian Han repelled a heavy wound and saved his life. "I Dedication"

After I don’t know how long, Mo Qinggong slowly opened his eyes and let out a suffocating breath. He felt lingering and said: “With this woman’s current tyrannical cultivation base, I’m afraid that all the Tianjiao in the entire ruins will take action together. It will be her opponent. Fortunately, my Haoran ancient characters possess powerful imprisoning power. His Jue Jue Demon Sword is also strong and sharp enough, and it has seen through Yue Lianhan’s flaws, otherwise it would be impossible to knock her back. ."

Just thinking that he had paid a huge price. Not only did his cultivation level fall to the eighth level of Qi refining, but he might not be able to recover for the rest of his life. A wry smile appeared on his face, and he sighed: "Oh...that's all. Fate, if it wasn't that she was too stupid and helped Yue Lianhan indirectly, she would not have won the golden book page. Once she made her way to achieve foundation, she would be regarded as an accomplice, and it would be unfortunate to be able to save a life. Fortunately."

At this moment, Ling Xian quietly opened his eyes, looking at Mo Qinggong who was frowning, and smiled lightly: "Don't sigh, you can't recover from your injury."

"There is no way, this kind of trauma is almost permanent. Once left, it cannot be recovered." Mo Qing frowned and sighed: "But I can save my life, I'm very satisfied, at least, I I can see my wife again."

Speaking of this, a smile wafted from the corner of his mouth, which shows how important the teacher is to him.

"You can't help it, it doesn't mean I can't help it either." Ling Xian smiled mysteriously.

"What?"

Mo Qingbu lifted up his spirits and said anxiously: "Brother Dao, do you really have a way?"

"Naturally, it doesn't make any sense to lie to you." Ling Xian was confident.

Seeing him so determined, Mo Qinggu’s eyes suddenly became radiant. The cultivation level is the second life of the monk, and he is also the outstanding heir of the Haoranzong generation, one of Yunzhou’s recognized arrogances, if so The cultivation base has always stayed at the eighth level of refining qi, which is really an extremely serious blow to him, and more importantly, he does not want to disappoint the teacher who has ardent expectations of him.

So when he heard Ling Xian say there was a way, he naturally swept away the haze, and the whole person glowed with a dazzling look.

"Please help me, brother."

Mo Qing looked at Ling Xian very excitedly, clasped his fists in both hands, and bowed deeply.

"Don't worry, I will save you naturally. At any rate, we can be regarded as comrades fighting the enemy together, even though you caused the disaster." Ling Xian nodded.

"Brother Dao, please don't ridicule me anymore. Qingming has already realized his mistake." Mo Qingming sneered, his face slightly flushed.

"It’s good to know what’s wrong. I know how some Haoran sects educate their disciples. There is nothing wrong with loyalty and promise, but they also score the situation. At that time, it was obvious that once Yue Lianhan succeeded in his conspiracy, he would definitely not Letting go of the two of us, the result also confirmed my guess." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

"Yes, Brother Dao's teachings will definitely be remembered." Mo Qinggu solemnly nodded his head, and suddenly a trace of hesitation flashed across his face, anxiously said: "Just in case Lian Han comes back to trouble us. What to do? At that time, she must have completely integrated the page and broke through to the foundation building stage. You and I are not opponents."

"It's okay." Ling Xian waved his hand, a glimmer of expectation flashed in his eyes, and said: "The soldiers are here to stop, and the water comes to cover, even if she completely breaks into the foundation building period, it won't matter. Maybe, I will be earlier than her. A little breakthrough, when the time comes, I will find her in trouble."

"Brother Dao, what do you mean by this?" Mo Qing bears no idea.

"You elm brain, you are obviously stupid in reading." Ling Xian shook his head helplessly. With a wave of his big sleeves, a pot of fragrance overflowed, and the drunk wine emerged, floating in mid-air. , Exudes a strong aura fluctuations.

"Yes, I forgot that you have drunk fairy brew." Mo Qinggong suddenly realized, and suddenly remembered something, his eyes couldn't help but brighten, and said: "Could it be... Brother Dao, do you plan to use it to heal my injury? "

"No, this thing is good, but it is of no use to the injuries caused by burning cultivation base." Ling Xian shook his head and stopped selling it, saying: "I plan to open a furnace for alchemy for you."

"Brother Dao is actually still an alchemist, I don't know which level it is?" Mo Qinggu was astonished, but he didn't expect Ling Xian to be a noble alchemist.

"Eight-Rank~IndoMTL.com~Ling Xian gave a chuckle, waved his big sleeves, and the purple Danding that had been put in the storage bag when he was parting with Situ Nan emerged, and landed on the ground with a'boom'.

"Eight products!"

Mo Qingjian took a breath. He originally thought that Ling Xian's age was at most a Ninth-Rank Alchemist, but he never expected that his alchemy realm had reached the 8-Rank realm!

Eight-rank alchemists are very common. There are few eight-rank alchemists at the age of fifteen, but they are not rare. However, a Tianjiao who has reached the invincible state of refining Qi in cultivation is like a broken bamboo, and at the same time has achieved a huge amount of alchemy. There are very few people who have achieved success, which is enough to be called rare.

For this reason, Mo Qingbu was so shocked.

Looking at his shocked look, Ling Xian smiled faintly, and said: "Okay, I will open the furnace to make alchemy and heal your injury, and then you will protect my law. I will break through to the foundation building period to prevent the moon. Lian Han came here."

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