Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

In the direction of the old men, a great voice came out.

As soon as the voice appeared, the old men were surprised. They quickly stopped their actions and walked to both sides, and the black robed man looked at them with a dignified face.

Beside the red haired woman, a figure from the building slowly emerged. It was an old man over seventy, wearing a red robe, even his hair and beard were red.

What's strange is that the old man's face is very vague, as if it had been obscured. He can't see it clearly no matter how he observed it.

Seeing the old man appeared, the red haired woman was immediately overjoyed. She ran to him and took one of the old man's arms: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

"Hehe, if I don't come, I don't know what it will be like here."

The old man doted and touched the woman's head. He immediately turned his eyes to the man in black robe and said in a trembling voice: "this Taoist friend, this thing is very important to our Phoenix family. If you take it away, even if you lift the power of the family, we will take it back. How about selling an old face? The Taoist friend will withdraw, and my Phoenix family will give some compensation."

Similarly, speaking in different populations has different effects.

At this time, even if the man in black came, he still had a dignified face and began to think carefully, without a refusal.

The old man smiled and turned to catch Yang Xuan's direction. The green Rune flew straight towards him, followed by Changsheng sword with Yang Xuan.

The green Rune already had its own consciousness and was constantly resisting. The spiritual power in Yang Xuan poured out continuously and passed through the immortal sword, but it was like a drop in the bucket under the old man's grasp, which could not be stopped at all.

The rune changes constantly during the flight, and finally becomes the size of a baby's fist. It radiates vitality and floats on the palm of the old man.

"Alas, after all these years, I finally got it back and made up for a sin."

Then he waved to Yang Xuan again, and the immortal sword also flew into his hand.

"Little brother, can you tell me where you got this sword?"

After the longevity sword was separated, Yang Xuan also returned to normal. After hesitating for a moment, he immediately said respectfully: "go back to the elder, this is what the boy accidentally found in a secret place."

"Oh?" The old man stared into his eyes, "where is the secret place?"

"That's a big mountain in the state of Wei."

"Wei Guo, that's right."

The old man nodded. After thinking for a moment, he put away the immortal sword. Then the palm turned over and a red wooden sword appeared on it.

"This sword is the property of our family. I'm here to take it back today. But since it was acquired by my little brother, I won't treat you badly. This wooden sword will be given to you in exchange. What do you think?"

Yang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and he was reluctant. After all, it was related to his father's whereabouts, but in today's situation, his face showed a color of joy. He quickly nodded and said, "everything depends on the arrangement of his predecessors."

"Well, he's a smart man."

The red haired woman beside the old man pouted. The red wooden sword is unique to the Phoenix family. For Yang Xuan's cultivation level, its value is much higher than that of the immortal sword.

After all, the treasure of immortal sword lies in the rune. It is useless to use it without high cultivation.

Seeing Yang Xuan's consent, the old man pushed the red wooden sword out. The sword ran across the void and floated in front of Yang Xuan.

After dealing with Yang Xuan, the old man looked at the man in black again.

"Taoist friend, how are you thinking."

The corners of his mouth had a faint smile, and there was no spiritual fluctuation on his body, but the man in black didn't dare to despise it. After weighing it in his heart, he said in a deep voice: "I'll sell you a love face of the Phoenix family today, but I want an ordinary tree heart as compensation."

"What!"

The red haired woman was surprised and was about to speak, but she was stopped by the old man and said, "well, as Taoist friends wish, Shuxin will be presented in three days."

"Thank you, Taoist friend."

The man in Black said in a dull voice, then turned into a streamer, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa, how can you agree to his request!"

When the man in black left, the woman immediately asked, her eyes full of confusion.

The old man shook his head and looked at the direction of the black robed man's departure. His smile gradually dissipated and turned into a trace of dignity: "the power behind this man is no worse than our Phoenix family, and his cultivation is only slightly weaker than the old man. It's really worthless to provoke him."

The woman bit her teeth and was unwilling in her eyes, but she also knew her priorities and didn't say much.

With the departure of the black robed man, the sky also returned to normal. The old man looked at the battlefield below with some compassion and glanced at Yang Xuan intentionally or unintentionally. Then he took the people away.

The pressure around suddenly relaxed, and the plain returned to normal.

Yang Xuan absently took the red wooden sword in his hand and stared at the location where the Phoenix people disappeared.

"The immortal sword is something in their family, but uncle said, it was left to me by my father, isn't it..."

There were countless guesses in his heart, but they could not be confirmed. The strength of those people was too strong for him to even ask questions to avoid being involved.

If it's a good thing, but if they have a grudge against his father, he's finished today.

The death of Li Lao is the best example. Such a huge strength gap has no resistance at all.

Just when he was silent, Zhao Hu not far away also resumed his action, but at this time, he dared to fight again. He was eager to leave the place immediately and looked at Yang Xuan with strange eyes.

The rune was introduced by Yang Xuan. Finally, there were so many big people. If they were in a bad mood, one slap would kill all the people present.

Regardless of the war between the two countries, Zhao Hu's body flashed and flew rapidly towards the camp of Qi Fengguo.

Disturbed by these big people, the leaders of the two countries withdrew their troops with tacit understanding and had no desire to continue the war. They were afraid that those big people would kill them all if they were unhappy.

Yang Xuan's body fell from the air. He was not so afraid. Instead, he came to the place where Li Lao died.

On this grassland, except for a vague mark, there was not even a trace of fly ash.

"It seems that the mirror was also destroyed."

He whispered in his heart that it was a pity.

The spirit grass is lost. He still has some here, but the magic mirror is the treasure of the kingdom of Jiang. It's a rare good thing. It's a pity to destroy it.