Grassroots Immortality

The three surrounded Lin Xian, and the two were on guard, ready to attack at any time.

Lin Xian sighed, and said as if talking to himself: "It is impossible to give the storage bag to you. If the three of you leave now, I will pretend that I have never seen you."

Hearing Lin Xian's words, the three laughed again, as if they heard the funniest joke in the world. A dying person dared to talk so big.

At the signal of the twelfth-level Qi training disciple, the two disciples also sacrificed their magic weapons and prepared to attack Lin Xian.

Since the other party chose to attack, even if facing the younger generation, Lin Xian would not hesitate at all. He always adhered to the principle of "I will not offend others if others do not offend me, and I will kill others if others offend me."

Lin Xian raised his arms, and his hands flicked at the same time, and two white sword lights flew out instantly, shooting towards the two disciples who attacked.

In just two breaths, two screams sounded at the same time, and the two disciples who attacked were directly cut in half.

Lin Xian used the Dustless Sword Art that he had obtained from Zhao Ming in the battle at Black Rock Reef. Although Lin Xian rarely used the sword, he had done some research on the Dustless Sword Art.

Although he could not be said to be very proficient in it, he could use the secret magic of the Dustless Sword Art at will.

Seeing this, the disciple at the twelfth level of Qi training did not understand that the person in front of him was not a fellow Taoist at all, but a senior.

Thinking of this, the disciple immediately knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistake.

But Lin Xian did not even look at him. If his cultivation was really at the ninth level of Qi training, would these disciples show mercy to him? The answer was obvious, definitely not.

Lin Xian had given the other party a chance, but the other party did not cherish it. If he had left at that time, Lin Xian would not have attacked the three people. Now that his secret was exposed, he would definitely not have any other ideas.

He flicked his finger again, and a sword light shot out. The disciple screamed and was cut in two by the sword light.

Lin Xian put away the three people's storage bags. Although there might not be anything in them, no matter how small the mosquito meat is, it is still meat, not to mention that waste is a very shameful behavior.

As a casual cultivator, Lin Xian certainly would not waste it so much.

Three fireballs flew out, and the three bodies turned into ashes and drifted away with the wind.

Just as Lin Xian was about to leave, he found a breath approaching him quickly in his consciousness. From the speed, it can be known that this person's cultivation is definitely much higher than his.

It is very likely that he is a Yuanying cultivator, but how could a Yuanying cultivator appear here?

Lin Xian was puzzled, but he also stopped moving and stayed where he was, hoping that the other party would see his cultivation and would not harm him.

His cultivation is just an ant in the eyes of the other party.

However, he thought so, and this idea is also very reasonable.

But the figure flew straight towards him and soon came to Lin Xian.

The light of escape faded, revealing a woman in white clothes, graceful figure and beautiful appearance.

The woman just glanced at Lin Xian, then sent out a magical power, bound Lin Xian tightly, and then grabbed him in her hand and flew away.

Lin Xian was still a little confused. The other party, a Yuanying cultivator, just abducted him.

He couldn't move his whole body, as if he was an object.

Lin Xian tried to struggle, but in front of the Yuanying cultivator, he felt like an ant again.

Lin Xian was caught by the woman and soon came to a stone forest. This seemed to be the place where he killed the middle-stage Jindan cultivator who followed him from the market last time.

The woman flew into the stone forest and quickly waved the long sword in her hand on a hidden cliff. After dozens of breaths, a simple cave was dug out by her.

The woman did not hesitate and quickly entered the cave. At the same time, she threw out several formation flags, and the light curtain rose, hiding the cave.

Lin Xian didn't know the reason, so he just looked at the woman again, but a piece of black animal skin fell and covered his face, so he couldn't see the situation in the cave.

Looking at the strange man lying on the ground, it seems that he is still a disciple of his own sect. The woman also seems to be in hesitation.

The poison in Li Qingling's body is still spreading. If she wastes time, her life may not be saved. If she dies, what will happen to the Qinglian Sect?

How can she be worthy of her fallen master, and even more so of the ancestors of the Qinglian Sect. She must keep her life and carry forward the Qinglian Sect.

Yes! This beautiful woman is Li Qingling, the leader of the Qinglian Sect.

When she received Wang Bo's invitation, she didn't want to go to the appointment, but Wang Bo pestered her many times, saying that the relevant matters of the alliance between the two sects needed to be discussed.

And she was careful, but in the end she fell into the trap of the other party and was poisoned.

And to detoxify, she must rest with the man, which is the result of Wang Bo.

It was a good thing to get Li Qingling without starting a war between the two sects.

For this, he did not spend less money. He spent a lot of money to exchange the strange poison Yin Yang He Huan powder from an underground trade fair.

But thinking about Li Qingling's appearance, Wang Bo felt that everything was worth it.

At the last moment, Li Qingling used a secret method to temporarily suppress the poison and escaped from Wang Bo's clutches.

On the way to escape, he happened to meet Lin Xian who was on a mission, and Lin Xian became his antidote for detoxification.

Looking at the motionless strange man lying on the ground, Li Qingling was also embarrassed.

Was her first time going to be taken advantage of by this Qi-training cultivator in front of her? But soon, Li Qingling made up her mind.

Even if the man in front of her had a low cultivation level, he was at least a disciple of the sect. No matter what, she couldn't let Wang Bo succeed.

Although the man in front of her was a stranger, Li Qingling didn't feel disgusted with him, but Wang Bo, Li Qingling felt disgusted.

Li Qingling was still hesitating, but she felt that her consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, and her suppression of the toxicity was almost at its limit.

She kept comforting herself in her heart, it was just a body, it was no big deal.

Most cultivators take immortality as their ultimate goal, as for other things, cultivators can look down on them.

Li Qingling also used the little remaining consciousness to constantly comfort herself.