The Legend of Immortal Court

Chapter 349 Start!Nailhead Seven Arrows Book!
Three days have passed.

Su Ting came out of the courtyard.

Compared with when he just broke through three days ago and was full of energy, he looked much more exhausted.

It is really not easy to refine the nail-headed seven-arrow book, especially now that it is used to curse and kill the old man in Tianling, the grade must not be low, even Su Ting's current Taoism is quite reluctant.

But luckily it worked.

"How is the construction of the camp?"

Su Ting looked at the elf and asked.

The little elf nodded and said: "That old man said the day before yesterday that the construction of the camp was completed according to your description, and the size is not bad at all."

Su Ting nodded, and said: "After all, the old Taoist priest Changlin is a little old, has a lot of experience, and is safe in handling things."

"What about you?" asked the elf.

Su Ting said: "I can prepare now, don't let people from Mingyuan Taoist Temple disturb me."

The little elf nodded and said, "Okay, I'll talk to the old Taoist later. Besides, he said he is preparing the materials you asked for earlier, and I can hand them over to you in the near future."

Su Ting was stunned for a moment, and said: "I have already prepared all the materials needed for this spell, so how can I have any other materials?"

When he said this, he couldn't help but think of the conversation he had with the elf before, and looking at this elf with an innocent expression and pure eyes, he was speechless for a moment.

-

After refining the utensils, Su Ting was quite tired.

He still rested for a while, practiced the exercises, and eliminated his fatigue until he was full of energy and energy, and then bathed and burned incense to calm his mind and breath, and then he really left the test.

At this time, a grass man was tied up on the stage, with the word "Tianling" written on it, a lamp on his head, and a lamp on his feet.

These two lamps are both high-grade magical artifacts, one was looted by the elf from the dead practitioners in Lishan, and the other was obtained from the Mingyuan Taoist temple.

And inside the grass man, there is also a piece of flesh and blood, through Su Ting's movement, the breath spreads all over the grass man.

In front of the straw figure, there is a table case, and on the table case, there is an arrow book.

Su Ting took a dharma sword, muttered words, stepped on the ground, and sealed the calligraphy.

-

"Just pretending to be a ghost like this, can you kill a guy at the peak of the eighth heaven?"

The little elf was puzzled, and looked at the little white snake, trying to see the answer from its eyes.

However, since the little white snake was hatched, it has followed Su Ting's side. It has no experience at all, and it is even more dazed, shaking its head.

The little elf looked at Su Ting in the stands, but seeing the young man with a law enforcement sword in his hand, stepping forward, muttering words, and doing it like a model, but in her eyes, he always felt very awkward.

"No matter how you look at it, I feel that Su Ting is pretending to be a ghost and playing tricks..."

The little elf was thinking like this, but when she saw Su Ting looking over, she felt a little guilty and dared to slander in her heart.

On the stage, Su Ting suddenly jumped off the stage and took away the magic sword.

The little elf said in astonishment: "Is this the end?"

Su Ting said hesitantly: "Otherwise? It's a long time for me, and I have to go through the 21st day's steps. If I'm allowed to work day and night, sleepless and restless for 21 days, I might as well go out and fight that old man..."

He waved his hand and said with a smile: "You only need to worship three times a day, it's easy, not to mention that he is still in the eighth heaven, even if he breaks through the realm of a half-immortal during these 21 days, he will not be able to escape."

The little elf asked suspiciously: "Is it really so powerful?"

Su Ting affirmed: "That's how powerful it is."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his palm, held the little elf in his palm, put it on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "If it weren't for my low level and the level of refined treasures is not enough, even if he is a true immortal, There is no escape from this."

The little elf didn't respond, and looked at the little white snake.

The eyes of the two little guys were full of similarities.

Bragging again!

-

Noon today.

After Su Ting paid his respects, he came down from the stage, found Liu Xiyun, and gave her advice on her practice, and happened to meet Changlin Taoist and the middle-aged Taoist priest.

"Friend Su Daoist."

The two Taoists bowed together.

Su Ting returned a salute and said with a smile: "From Miss Liu's words, the Taoist temple has been quite chaotic these two days because of the tiger's roar. The two of you are very busy with the aftermath. Why do you have time to come here now?"

The two Taoists looked at each other helplessly.

The old Taoist Changlin sighed, and said, "I just want to ask, how is the execution of this curse-killing technique by Fellow Daoist Su?"

Su Ting smiled and said, "It went well."

The old Taoist Changlin was silent for a while, and said: "Fellow Daoist Su seems to be very leisurely. If possible, please kill the old man Tianling as soon as possible."

Su Ting smiled and said: "I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. As the saying goes, it's better to overdo it. There should always be a limit to everything. Now I pray three times a day, that's enough."

The two Taoists looked at each other again, feeling very helpless.

In the past two days, Su Ting was at ease, without any sense of crisis. He went to that stage and worshiped three times a day. The rest of the time, he drank tea and played chess, played with birds and fed fish, and occasionally gave advice on Liu Xiyun's practice. Exercise and practice, and occasionally sleep soundly.

On the contrary, the two of them were very anxious.

"It's okay, I promise to kill the old man Tianling within a month, otherwise, you two real people will also trouble me, right?"

Su Ting didn't take it seriously, and said: "It's just that the arrow book on the stage must be well protected, so don't miss it... I have already let a demon snake guard it, and I have a heavenly soldier guarding it, but the door of the noble family is guarded." If there are idlers with a higher level of morality, they can go to protect them."

The middle-aged Taoist stared slightly, and pondered: "The poor Taoist has nothing to do recently, and all the matters in the temple can be handed over to Brother Changlin, so let me go."

Su Ting nodded and said, "Very good."

-

at dusk.

The old Taoist Changlin was busy finishing all the things in the contemplation, and wanted to go to the library to sort it out, but it happened that Liu Xiyun came.

"Elder." Liu Xiyun bowed.

"You don't need to be too polite." The old Taoist Changlin raised his arm and said, "Didn't Fellow Daoist Su give you some advice on your practice? Why do you have time to come here and read the classics?"

"Su Ting..." Liu Xiyun said with a strange expression on his face, "He has gone down the mountain."

"what?"

The old Taoist Changlin was startled suddenly, and endless thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart.

Could it be that Su Ting ran away?

Or did Su Ting go to find the old man in Tianling desperately?
The old Taoist Changlin's expression changed, and he hurriedly asked: "When did he go down the mountain? What did he say before going down the mountain? Did he take anything away?"

Liu Xiyun frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "The person who went down the mountain just before Banzhuxiang didn't take anything with him, but before going down the mountain, he said that he would visit the old man in Tianling because of the virtue of respecting the old and caring for the young."

As she was speaking, she suddenly remembered something and said, "By the way, before he left, the blue bird asked him if he had brought any wine..."

The old Taoist Changlin was stunned for a moment, then asked blankly, "Have you brought the wine?"

Just when he was confused, he heard a roar from outside the mountain.

Heart-piercing, desolate, and extremely fierce.

(End of this chapter)