Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

A hint of excitement flashed across the face of the red bearded old man.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, grabbed Ling Luo's wrist, and closed his eyes.

"Senior, you..."

"Second-rank Huo Yuan Martial Artist, he is born with extreme fire attributes, not bad." The red-bearded old man stroked his beard with a smile.

Ling Luo felt wary and withdrew her hand.

At the moment of contact just now, she has already felt the vast power of fire origin from this old senior.

Standing in front of him, she felt like an ant, facing a high mountain, she could only look up.

"Well, it's an excellent material."

The red-bearded old man stared at Ling Luo with satisfaction, nodded repeatedly, and said, "You are still a pharmacist! I have been in Jiulan College for more than 100 years, and I finally met a decent student."

Ling Luo could tell that the other party should be a fire cultivator at the martial spirit level.

Just now he probed into his meridians with a trace of Huo Yuan, if he had malicious intentions, he could destroy himself.

Ling Luo smiled lightly and said, "I don't know how to call the old man?"

The red-bearded old man smiled kindly, and said, "When I was young, they called me Yan Bao. Later, they thought I was an eyesore, so they asked me to take care of things in this tower."

Ling Luo bowed respectfully, and said, "Luo'er sees Master Yanbo."

The red bearded old man had been lonely in the tower for nearly a hundred years, and now a lovely and sensible girl came, so he was naturally very happy.

"Meeting is fate. Since you call me master, how can I not be a teacher?"

Ling Luo's heart was overjoyed.

What does this old man of martial arts mean, is he wants to accept himself as an apprentice?

"Luo'er pays homage to the master." She bowed and kowtowed three times, performing a grand ceremony of recognizing the master.

It is rumored that there is only one martial spirit in the Xijiu Kingdom, the old monster Chen Jiu, but now it seems that it is not always the case.

Just like the Pyro Explosive Master in front of him, his strength is definitely not inferior to that of Chen Vulture.

With such high strength, he does not teach in the academy, nor is he a figure at the level of the dean, which is really puzzling.

"Get up, good boy." The red-bearded old man smiled even more intensely, "I never thought that this old man would be so lucky to be able to get a beloved student when he was dying."

When Ling Luo's smiling eyes came into contact with the chains on Yanbo's hands and feet, they suddenly focused.

She recognized that the material of the chain was made of black iron under the ten-thousand-year glacier. Because of its extremely cold nature, it could lock the vitality of fire cultivators, imprison their skills, and harm their bodies.

"Master, you..." Ling Luo was surprised, and she couldn't help stretching out her hand, about to grab the chain.

Yan Bao's complexion turned pale, and he shouted in a low voice: "Don't touch it, it will hurt you."

Ling Luo's outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

"No, I'm not afraid of the cold." Ling Luo calmed down, a trace of firmness flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Luo'er is a body of extreme fire."

As she spoke, she ignored Yanbo's objection, and quickly made a seal with her hands on her chest, and then condensed a ball of dazzling black extreme fire, and began to calcine the chain.

The Xuantie under the Wannian Glacier is indeed extraordinary.

Ling Luo burned for quite a while, but the chain still remained motionless.

A touch of emotion and helplessness flashed across Yan Bao's face, and he sighed softly: "It's useless, with the blazing flames of the old man's sixth-order martial spirit, I have burned it for more than a hundred years, but I still can't..."

At this moment, there was a crisp "pop", and a crack suddenly appeared on the chain.