Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 92: Fish seeks truth
The sun is shining brightly, shed warm light. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"
However, the feeling of everyone present was cold and solemn, like a cold winter.
The corpses on the long street are everywhere, and wherever they enter the eyes, they are all bloody, like the Shura hell, which makes people shudder.
That is the corpse of 21 strong foundation builders!
For ordinary people, this is simply unimaginable. Even the foundation-building monks who followed from the auction venue are full of fear and fear.
A strong foundation building, it’s not like you can see little qi-refining monks everywhere. Although looking at the world, the number is still huge, but in any medium-sized city, it is enough to dominate the side, a well-deserved big man!
However, at the moment, more than 20 people have died in World War I, and all of them were killed by one person. This makes everyone present feel like they are in a dream and can't believe what happened before them is true.
After a while, the people barely accepted this fact, and then the place was completely boiled, everyone was terrified, and even more shocked, the noise resounded like a tsunami, resounding through the entire long street.
"What is this person's background? It is so powerful, it is unimaginable to fight alone!"
"It must be the arrogant talent cultivated by a major force, otherwise, it would not be so strong!"
"Hey... I thought I was strong in the realm of building a foundation, but now it seems that I really sit on the well and watch the sky."
Everyone's eyes focused on Ling Xian, with shock, envy, and fear, but without exception, everyone's eyes had the same meaning.
Awe.
Awe like gods.
At this moment, Ling Xian is wearing a golden armor and holding a magic weapon. He is handsome and heroic. He is as extraordinary as the supreme fairy, and as terrifying as the strongest demon.
Two diametrically opposed auras are combined in one, but it feels extremely harmonious, as if this terrible young man in front of him should have been.
Shaped like a happy exile, angry like a demon!
"Presumably you already know my identity, yes, the person wanted by the three princes is me, who else wants to shoot me in exchange for prosperity and wealth?"
Ling Xian's icy gaze scanned the surroundings. Just as he was fighting with City Lord Yunxiao and his group, he felt a few murderous intents converging on him among the spectators, so at this moment, he said something that made everyone fearful. Words.
No one answered.
In other words, no one dared to answer.
Who would dare to shoot at him after witnessing the scene of Ling Xian killing more than 20 powerful men with his own eyes?
After this sentence fell, many people's expressions flashed with fear, especially the foundation-building cultivators who were killing Lingxian, they were trembling with fear all over their bodies. No more thoughts of opposing him. "I Dedication"
"Very well, I want to take my head in exchange for wealth and honor, I'm justified. But I would advise you, before you act, you must know yourself." Ling Xian said lightly, and then came to a black monk. Prepare to collect this person’s storage bag.
These people are all foundation-building monks, and they must be worth a lot. Although he is now rich and wealthy, he is rich and powerful, but no matter how small the mosquito is, he will naturally not let it go. Maybe there will be some unexpected things in it.
However, at this moment, a thin figure suddenly walked out of the crowd, struggling towards Lingxian.
This is a little girl, about thirteen or fourteen years old, ragged, unkempt, with a sallow face with a fearful but firm look, walking slowly and laboriously towards Lingxian, as if every step she took, They have exhausted all their strength.
Half hungry and half scared.
After all, Ling Xian’s momentum at the moment is terrifying, and coupled with the horrible scenes around it, it’s not easy for a 13- or 4-year-old girl to have the courage to walk towards him, and I don’t know what is supporting it. With this poor beggar.
"Huh?"
A trace of surprise flashed in Ling Xian's eyes, and said: "Don't say, you are here to kill me."
"No, no, no, I... don't dare." The beggar waved his hand hurriedly, his little grime face full of fear.
Looking at the beggar whose face was full of fear, but the footsteps never stopped, Ling Xian's heart softened, as if he saw the self he used to be, and he was full of fear for the future, but he still moved forward firmly and refused to give up the persistence in his heart. , He pondered for a moment, and said: "As long as there is a faith to support anything that requires courage, tell me, what is your faith, or desire, what is it?"
"I...I need spirit stones." Qier whispered, looking at the storage bag on the corpse, his **** and white eyes were full of longing.
"For the spirit stone?"
Ling Xian frowned slightly, and he didn't have any boredom in his heart. He understood the hardships of the low-level humans, especially the ragged clothes in front of him, and he knew that he was a beggar child.
However, his frown made the beggar tremble all over and stopped in place subconsciously, but soon, she gritted her teeth and continued to walk forward, but the pace was slower, but more and more firm.
"It’s interesting, let’s talk about your reasons. Knowing that my hands are covered with blood, I dare to **** my things. If it’s just for the spirit stone to exchange a full meal, I guess it’s not the case. "The corner of Ling Xian's mouth raised, and he was very curious about the purpose of the child in front of him.
"My mother is dying, I want to get the spirit stone to save her!"
The beggar was full of fear, and even his voice trembled a little, but it was not difficult to hear that this sentence contained determination.
"It turned out to be like this."
Ling Xian sighed lightly, revealing a gentle smile, like an iceberg thawing, a hundred flowers blooming, dispelling the fear in the beggar's heart, feeling that this smile is so warm, the person in front of her does not seem so terrible anymore, she is full of expectations While holding Lingxian, he whispered, "Can you... let me take away their storage bag?"
"Yes, but you can only take one." Ling Xian smiled faintly.
"Great, thank you...thank you."
Qi'er looked overjoyed. For her, one storage is enough, because this is the net worth of a strong foundation, even if it is one-tenth, it is enough to save the mother's life.
"Now, you choose." Ling Xian took a deep look at Qi'er, wanting to see which storage bag she would choose.
The beggar nodded his head and focused on the body closest to her, who was the Lord of Yunxiao City.
Undoubtedly, as the lord of a city, he must have a wealth of wealth. It can be said that among these people who died, the spirit stones in his storage bag must be the most.
The beggar hesitated, thinking of her mother's warning to herself, instead of choosing the storage bag of the city lord, she chose a storage bag of a man in black at will, and immediately squeezed the small exquisite bag. There was a joyful smile on the sallow face.
"Good conduct, not insatiable." Ling Xian smiled appreciatively, walked slowly to Qier's side, and rubbed her messy and greasy long hair without any disgust.
"Thank you."
The beggar blushed and grew so big that only his mother touched her head. Now, there is another person.
"No thanks, just let it go."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth turned up, and his smile was warm and welcoming, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, warming the beggar's heart and smiling happily.
"Tell me, what is your name." Ling Xian squatted down, put his hands on her shoulders, and looked at the dirty child in front of him, inexplicably intimacy.
Get close?
Ling Xian frowned slightly, how could he have this kind of emotion? Could it be that he looked at the little girl in front of him and thought of who he was before?
"My name is Yuxunzhen." Qier's face turned red.
"Fish seeking truth?"
Ling Xian was startled, and immediately smiled: "People in my generation are looking for the great road, they are asking for longevity, and asking for truth, a good name."
In the world of cultivating immortals, monks seek immortals and ask questions, with the intention of eternal life, and the avenue is simple, returning to the basics and returning to the truth. Therefore, longevity is also called true.
So, the meaning of the word seeking truth is naturally excellent.
"I don't understand what it means. My mother said it was my father's name, but I have never seen him." Yu Xun's eyes dimmed.
"It's okay, you will understand when you grow up." Ling Xian sighed softly.
"Could you tell me your name? Mother said, the grace of dripping water will be repaid by the spring, and I will repay you in the future." Yu Xun's eyes showed expectation, staring at Ling Xian's face firmly. , As if to engrave this face in the heart, don't forget it for eternal life.
This is the second person in my life who treats her so tenderly.
"My name is Ling Xian, I just keep it in my heart, I don't ask for your return." Ling Xian smiled, rubbed her little head, and said: "Remember, to be born in this world, one must practice cultivation, only When you are strong, you can protect the people you care about, understand?"
"Well, I understand!"
Yuxun really nodded her head, her little face flushed. Although it was full of dirt, she could not hide her delicate features. It is conceivable that if she freshened up and dressed, she would definitely be a beauty.
"Remember one sentence, as long as you don't give up until the last moment of your life, the darkness will always pass." Ling Xian smiled and said: "I should go too, go and save your mother. ."
"I will keep this kindness in my heart, and one day, I will definitely repay you." Yu Xun had a firm expression, gave Ling Xian a deep look, and then turned and walked towards the east.
Ling Xian sighed as she looked at her fading thin back, he glanced at the audience with hidden warning, and said: "I advise you not to attack this little girl's idea, otherwise, you should understand the consequences."
As soon as the voice fell, the killing intent came out like a tide.
A few people who were greedy-eyed suddenly fell silent, and dispelled the idea of keeping up with Yuxun~IndoMTL.com~Huh, scum. "
Ling Xian snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, put away all the remaining storage bags, and then walked to Lin Qingyi, planning to enter the teleportation formation with her and leave Yunxiao City.
However, just as he walked to Lin Qingyi's side, a cold word came slowly from afar, like a thunder on the ground.
"Kill my child and want to run away? Leave my life!"
A terrifying and mighty aura swept across it, like a **** of heaven, invincible, incomparable, and instantly enveloped this place!
Under the pressure of this horrifying aura, everyone trembled, and two words appeared in their minds, and then there was an urge to kneel down in their hearts.
King Dan!
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