Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

Yang Xuan looked at the paper symbol, his eyes narrowed, his hands were behind him, and gathered strength in the dark.

"This is a paper talisman specially used for communication in our country hall. If you burn it with spiritual power, you can spread the sound thousands of miles."

The man in black silently explained. Immediately, he stood in front of him with the paper symbol between his two fingers. A faint spiritual force immediately filled the air and wrapped the whole paper symbol in it. After a while, the paper symbol burned automatically.

A magnificent spiritual force suddenly spewed out at a very fast speed, and a spiritual cyclone was formed in the twinkling of an eye.

"Poof!"

A soft noise.

The man in black lowered his head and looked at the hand inserted into his chest. His eyes looked confused.

"For... Why... You..."

"Why would I know?"

Yang Xuan said faintly, took out his hand, and the scarlet blood adhered to the outside of the white light film, slowly dripping towards the ground.

"Let me guess. This talisman is your life-saving thing. Unfortunately, your boss only used it once before. I still have some impression."

"Do you think I'm really stupid? The Lord of Qingzhou City used to pass notes. I'm lucky to have seen it once, so generally speaking, it can only be your bad luck."

He gently explained a sentence, expressionless.

For this family feeling, once mentioned, there will always be a palpitation in his heart. Even if he knows that this person may be making other ideas, he can't help but let him do it until he really shows his feet.

"Father, mother."

Yang Xuan lowered his head and looked at the body of the man in black. He was suddenly touched in his heart.

After being stunned for a while, he immediately put away the storage bag at the waist of the man in black, turned around and ran quickly in the original direction.

Compared with sadness, he has more important things to do at this time.

On the thick branches, the little black leopard was lying there in a listless spirit, both tails drooped, and the milky white flame at the end was out.

In front of it, a rainbow light crossed, and Yang Xuan immediately appeared there.

"Well, have those guys solved it?"

The little Panther asked weakly.

"Well, it's settled. Now it's your turn."

Yang Xuan said faintly, looked down at the black little leopard, and his eyes flashed.

This sentence immediately startled the little black leopard to jump up, saw its body flash, and suddenly appeared on the branches dozens of meters high.

Yang Xuan is still opposite it.

Under the support of this state, Yang Xuan's speed has reached an appalling level, even faster than the little panther.

Seeing that he didn't get rid of Yang Xuan, the little black leopard's body flashed again and turned into a black light path to the top of the towering tree. He stood on a few leaves lightly, with some anger in his eyes.

"This damn white eyed wolf, if it weren't for me, he would have been killed by those people. Hum!"

As soon as the sound fell, his eyes hurried down.

A white light flashed quickly. Yang Xuan stepped on a leaf and stayed in the air at night. The white light on his body became more and more rich.

"What do you want?"

The little Panther's expression suddenly relaxed, and a wisp of smile changed on her face.

Yang Xuan frowned and said coldly, "I want an explanation. You should know what it is."

"Explanation? What explanation? Why don't I know?"

"You'd better cooperate, otherwise..."

Yang Xuan's face suddenly changed before he finished his words.

The white light on him became brighter and brighter. After reaching a pole, it suddenly penetrated into his body, but his body returned to normal in the blink of an eye.

The red color under the skin also disappeared at this time and became a little white.

A huge sense of collapse came to the brain.

"No!"

Yang Xuan whispered in his heart, his body tilted and suddenly fell down.

Here is a height of more than 100 meters. If you fall down like this, you will almost die. He suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, and the strong tingling pulled him out of the fatigue caused by his weakness.

After invigorating his spirit, he immediately carried the only trace of aura and wrapped it on the body surface. The spirit absorbing beads and heavenly eyes also worked suddenly and constantly helped him recover.

The aura on the body surface gathered more and more, and finally formed a small white light mass to wrap him in it.

"Cutting is not too useless."

On top of the tree, the little Panther quietly make complaints about this scene. After tucking a sentence, he jumped up and jumped down.

"Touch!"

A huge noise came out, and Yang Xuan hit a small pit directly on the ground, shaking a mirror on the ground not far away.

"Well... It hurts!"

Yang Xuan gave a cry of pain. Even though many auras buffered him, he almost fell apart from such a high place.

After struggling twice on the ground, he was going to stand up, but found an expanding shadow on the ground in front of him.

The next moment, he just felt a turbulence in his brain, his eyes were black, and he immediately fainted.

The little black leopard pressed a claw on Yang Xuan's head, and his face was full of satisfaction.

Qingzhou City, the city Lord's mansion.

At this time, Zhou Sheng was sitting in the hall. Since the old city Lord returned from the mountains, the affairs of the city Lord's house were temporarily handed over to him.

As the supervisor of Qingzhou City, he always follows the city leader at ordinary times. It's not a problem to deal with these things.

Looking at the pile of reports in front of him, there was no color of impatience on his face. His warm smile like the spring breeze was always on the corner of his mouth. He took the brush on the side and was preparing to give instructions. An old voice came.

"Zhou Sheng, how is the city these days?"

"Lord!"

Zhou Sheng's face immediately showed great joy. He put the brush he had just picked up back into the distance, and then looked ahead. At the gate of the hall, an old man in plain clothes was walking in leisurely, with white hair and beard and a haggard shape.

Zhou Sheng hurriedly greeted him, helped him with one hand and said, "Lord, haven't you recovered from your injury?"

"Yes, the things inside are really difficult to provoke. Cough..."

The old city Lord coughed twice, and there was a touch of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"Lord..."

"Come on, don't make a fuss. You can't die."

The city Lord waved his hand unnecessarily and immediately sat down at the top of the hall.

Zhou Sheng bowed, took two steps back slowly, and asked again.

"Lord, what's in the mountains? I hurt you like this."

"That's not what you should know." The city Lord wiped the blood off his mouth and looked a little melancholy: "when you go back to the Zhou family, ask those old men. I promise the Zhou family to take you for ten years. In another year, you should go back."