Painting of the Nine Immortals

A ghost-seeker, a very controversial figure who is difficult to conclusive.

Some people respect it, and others suspect it.

Because he was the ancestor of the tomb robbing, specializing in digging and digging.

It is no exaggeration to say that he basically patronized the graves of famous people who died in front of him.

Therefore, the world's evaluation of him is mixed.

But there is one point that no one can deny, that is his accomplishments on the grave robber, which has reached the peak. Even the most dangerous grave could not stop him.

In addition to grave robbing, everything he learned to refute is considered to be the best.

For example, Feng Shui, he once put down a Feng Shui array called Wanlong Mountain Guard.

Although this array did not have the ability to defend or attack, it gave the place great luck and gave birth to countless feats.

Another example is to search for the spirit veins. He once traveled to Yongxian Star between the seven days. After the journey, the world's spirit veins came into his hands.

It is no exaggeration to say that the ghost seeker is a legend, and his deeds cannot be said for three days and nights.

Therefore, Lingxian's heart and soul were shocked, but the seventh true immortal was unexpectedly turned out to be the legendary ghost seeker. "Looks like you've heard it." Lian Cangqiang pricked his beard.

"I've heard the name of a ghost-seeker." Ling Xian nodded gently.

"It's all notorious." The seventh true immortal chuckled, amiably, not a little bit cold and fierce.

"Cough, not all." Ling Xian coughed dryly.

"Anyway, if I rename it, I won't dig a grave."

The ghost seeker smiled and waved his hand, and asked, "Are there anything out there?"

"Mark of the sky." Ling Xian smiled, still a little joy.

"Oh? It turned out to be the mark of the sky ..." The ghost-seeker said with surprise.

Dan Xian was a little surprised, and then smiled: "Yes, the mark of the sky is in your hand, you can reach the extreme of the seventh realm."

"Thanks to the seventh immortal, if he hadn't passed down the secret technique, how could I have the chance to get the marks of the sky?"

Ling Xian solemnly worshiped the ghost-seeker and said, "Thank you Xianren."

"You're welcome. You are the heir to some of our old guys. Who won't you help?"

The ghost-seeking man waved his hand and laughed, "Okay, let's get back to business. I have a copy of the general outline of the grave robber, which contains a dragon-point searching point and Feng Shui, do you want?"

Wen Yan said that Ling Xian hadn't said anything yet, but Lian Cangqiang took the lead to speak.

"Of course, who doesn't want to learn what you have learned in your life?"

"You old guy, I didn't ask you again."

The ghost seeker shook his head and laughed, and turned his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "What do you mean?"

"It's my honor to have the true immortal inheritance." Ling Xian smiled slightly, the fiery color flashing in the star eyes.

The tradition of ghost seekers sounds useless, but in fact, it has a huge effect.

He has learned so much in his life that it is all-encompassing, and in some cases, it can definitely work wonders.

Therefore, naturally he will not refuse.

"Very good, let go of God and accept my heritage."

The ghost-seeking man smiled, and then converged to smile, pointing at Ling Xian's brows.

Suddenly, the general outline of the tomb robbery came to Ling Xian's mind, making him shake and rejoice.

The tomb robbery outline contains too many things, including dragon hunting, feng shui, face to face, gambling stones, etc., which is really all-encompassing.

Not to mention, just talking about stone gambling is enough to make Ling Xian ecstatic.

It's not bad to say that even if he is destitute one day and there is a gambling chapter, he can make a comeback!

Therefore, after Ling Xian stabilized her mind, she worshiped the ghost-seeker and solemnly said, "Thank you for your gratitude."

"As much capacity as there is responsibility."

The ghost-seeker said, "You accept my inheritance, then you must accept my responsibility."

"I understand." Ling Xian focused heavily. As early as many years ago, he realized that he was carrying a heavy load.

As he went all the way, he was even more certain.

"As long as you know."

The ghost seeker smiled and said, "Well, it's too early to say these things, you don't have to be stressed."

"I know, the fairy is at ease." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"I'm assured of you."

The ghost-seeker said with a smile, and said, "Although you and I met for the first time, there is no way to understand, but those old guys praised you highly and respected them. If you want to come, there must be their reason.

"It's several immortals who carried love." Ling Xian smiled humblely.

"Otherwise, in terms of qualifications alone, their praise is not at all exaggerated." The ghost-seekers scratched their beards.

"Okay, you old ghost flashed aside first."

An icy voice suddenly sounded, and then the Emperor Pingran appeared, standing as high as a moon, cold and snowy.

The remaining immortals also appeared one after another.

"Imperial, your temper has not changed at all." The ghost-seeker said with a helpless smile.

"Is it necessary to change?"

Emperor Pingran glanced at the Taoist slightly, and turned his eyes to Lingxian, saying, "You haven't come for some days."

"Cough, busy these years." Ling Xian coughed dryly.

"I don't care what you are busy with. I only care about your skills."

The Emperor Pingran spoke faintly, and said, "Which step has been taken to settle the fist?"

"Dacheng Realm." Ling Xian smiled slightly, knowing that several immortals were going to test their learning.

"Come, shoot." The Pingran Emperor looked indifferent, and the white robe danced without wind.

Seeing this, Ling Xian was not polite, raised his hand to condense the fist prints, and burst out.

He didn't use any physical force or physical force in this punch, but it showed its full meaning, and it was quite a taste of returning to nature.

This made the fairies smile and nodded.

Even the Emperor of Peace and Chaos, his eyes softened a little, but the next moment, he turned indifferent.

"This is also called Dacheng Realm? It doesn't matter if you shame yourself, don't lose my face."

On hearing that, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said nothing.

He noticed the softness of Jimo Ruxue's eyes, knowing that she was quite satisfied with her performance, but she didn't want to be proud, so she said so intentionally.

"Practice at least three hours of Pingran Dingxianquan every day. There must be no slackness." The Pingran Emperor said lightly.

"Yes, the emperor." Ling Xian responded with a smile.

"I'm done testing, it's your turn." Jimo Ruxue turned his eyes to Feng Qingming and other true immortals.

"Haha, I'll come first."

Forging Shanhe laughed brightly, and said, "My test is very simple. As long as you can make a three-grade magic weapon, you will pass the test. Remember, you only have one chance and only two days."

Hearing that Ling Xian was speechless.

Is this still simple? Three masters of magic are not masters, and even if they are masters, the failure rate is very high, not to mention the time limit.

Fortunately, Ling Xian is already a master of Taoism, otherwise, today will be miserable.

At present, he took out Qian Kun Ding and many materials and began to refine.

Throughout the process, he dared not take the slightest care, and strived for quality while also striving for speed. Finally, two days later, a three-grade magic weapon was successfully refined.

This made Qixian smile with satisfaction, and the rest of the immortals also showed praise.