Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 53: Overriding overriding

Zhan Tianxia took his followers away, disappearing quickly like the wind, and seemed to stay for an extra second, which was a torture for him. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

It can be seen to what extent his fear of Ling Xian has reached.

On the scene, only a group of people were killed.

The outstanding descendant of the Xiuluo Sect generation lowered his head slightly, his complexion was full of grievances and killing intent, but he did not dare to show it, for fear that Ling Xian would behead him with a halberd.

When his followers saw that the boss hadn't left, naturally they wouldn't leave, but everyone's body was trembling slightly, their faces were full of horror, and they didn't even dare to show the atmosphere.

It is conceivable that these people are under tremendous pressure at this moment. Although Ling Xian did not release their momentum, they still frightened their hearts. Defeated, how can these people not feel afraid?

Ling at the death of the dead who bowed his head and said nothing, Ling Xian waved his hand casually and said: "He's gone, are you still going?"

After hearing this, the followers let out a long sigh of relief.

Ming Shasheng slowly raised his head and took a deep look at Ling Xian. His eyes were calm as water, but under the calmness, what was hidden was the unforgettable resentment and the endless killing intent.

After that, he slowly turned around, like a blood red robe dancing in the wind, and walked away with a few followers with him.

"The disguise is good, but unfortunately, I can see through it at a glance."

Ling Xian shook his head. He noticed the deep hatred in Ming Killing's eyes, but he didn't take it seriously. The ant could not be seen in the eyes of the eagle. The Tianjiao of the period can be killed with a wave of hands, it is not to be feared at all.

There is nothing wrong with stifling the bane in the cradle, but if you die, you don’t even have the qualifications to become a future trouble. Therefore, Ling Xian didn't care at all.

Even if one day, the life-killing breakthrough reaches the foundation-building stage, Ling Xian will not be afraid. This is not arrogance, but a kind of self-confidence that he firmly believes that he is invincible.

"This golden book page, I don't know what the treasure is, it has such a magical power that Yue Lianhan has dealt with me for so long with this thing." Ling Xian rolled his sleeves, the sheet was dim and dull. The golden pages of the book flew into his hands, and after careful observation for a moment, I didn’t find the peculiarities of this object. I had to put it in the storage bag. When the matter was over, I went to level up Emperor Luan to see if she knew the object. origin.

His eyes flashed, Ling Xian scattered away from the God of War Halberd and Yu Moyi, strode towards Mo Qingjian and the three of them, watching their injuries, especially when he saw Tang Shisan's small face turned pale. A trace of grief flashed in the middle, and he hurriedly took out the Pill of Life and Endlessness from the storage bag, and then divided it into three parts, and handed them to three people respectively, saying: "Thank you for blocking Yue Lianhan for me. This is the Pill of Endlessness for Life, you Take it."

"Brother Dao is polite. In that situation, only you can match Yue Lianhan. We naturally want to protect you." Mo Qinggong's eyes still had a look of shock, and even a hint of awe.

Yes, in awe.

Qi refining and foundation building are like a carp jumping over a dragon gate. The gap is unimaginable. Once a monk reaches the foundation building period, his status will soar. If placed in a small city, it is enough to call it the strongest. The monks who overlook everything during the Qi refining period, and on the other hand, the Qi refining monks must also give enough respect to those who build the foundation.

Except for the heartless Tang Shisan, Mo Qinggu and Shui Lianyi looked at Ling Xian in awe.

"You...no more, don't talk about it."

Detecting the subtle changes between the two of them, Ling Xian sighed, then sat cross-legged, took out the enlightenment lotus petals from the storage bag, and made a cup of tea for the three of them, intending to share the rare and rare enlightenment with them Tea.

However, when the three of them saw Lingxian taking out the lotus petals of Enlightenment Dao, their expressions were bitter, as if the rare magical medicine in front of them was not the Enlightenment Tea that even the master-level masters would not bear to taste, but a poison that could kill people.

Seeing a few people frowning, Ling Xian was stunned, and then he suddenly said, amused: "I forgot, I gave you 30 tablets each before the retreat. I think it must be the last few days that I drank it until I vomited." /

"Hey, yes, grandma, I have a drink and pour a cup." Tang Shisan smiled, and a trace of triumph flashed in his flickering eyes.

"I said thirteen, you are really extravagant. If this is spread out, I don't know how many people will be jealous and crazy." Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry, and raised the teacup at the back and took a sip.

Suddenly, his lips and teeth are scented, and the aftertaste is endless. He closed his eyes intoxicated, and his whole body seems to be ascending, and he feels relaxed and happy.

It's like Daigo's initiation, sipping on the head, the doubts in the past in practice, under the mysterious power of Enlightenment Tea, suddenly became clear and wiped out.

For a long time, Ling Xian slowly opened his eyes, and said with emotion: "It is worthy of enlightenment tea, it is really extraordinary."

"It's a pity, I drink too much, no matter how good I am, I can't drink it anymore." Tang Shisan frowned and looked at the Wudao tea in his hand in a daze.

Mo Qinggu and Shui Lianyi also looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

In the past few days, the three of them have been drinking Enlightenment Tea almost continuously. Although they have gained a lot of benefits from it, they are also a little tired.

"You guys, let me not know what to say, how many people want to enlighten the Dao tea, you are actually tired of drinking it." Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry.

"This is still the light of Brother Dao. If it were not for you, we would probably be like most monks. Even if we get the lotus petals of Enlightenment, we must carefully cherish them. How can we be as extravagant as we are now? I feel that this is a sin." Mo Qingli smiled bitterly, but his expression was unbearable.

"Don't thank me, thanks to the little purple man, I didn't expect that the Spirit Race would be so magical." Ling Xian smiled, thinking of the little guy who was sent to the Nine Immortals, and said this matter in his heart. I have to go in and see her, just to ask the emperor what kind of treasure is that golden book page.

"According to ancient records, the talents of each spirit race are different. The legendary spirit race that was transformed from the Qingming stone can be transformed into any kind of magic weapon~IndoMTL.com~ and yours Enlightenment lotus is probably the endless blooming lotus petals." Mo Qinggong thought for a while, a trace of envy flashed in his eyes.

Notice the envious look on his face, Ling Xian smiled, feeling a little proud, happy for his great gain this time.

"By the way, brother Dao, I have known each other for so long, and I still don't know your name." Mo Qinggu suddenly remembered the guess in his heart.

"Yes, we are also friends, don't you plan to tell us your name?" Shui Lianyi smiled.

"Yeah, you are my little brother, hurry up and call it as you are." Tang Shisan's hands were on his hips, and a hint of curiosity flashed in his watery eyes.

Hearing that, Ling Xian was slightly startled, then he remembered that he hadn't said his name, and smiled: "This is my negligence, then you can listen carefully, my name is Ling Xian."

"The overriding Ling, the true fairy."

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