Painting of the Nine Immortals

Mo's shop, in an old-fashioned house.

Ling Xian looked at the plain white invitation floating in front of her, and frowned slightly.

He has already seen the content. In short, it was Mei Yanrou who held a banquet and invited many Wizards of his generation.

There are not only the strongest descendants of Qiu Wenmo's three houses, but also outstanding disciples of other forces. In a word, all of them have an extraordinary background and are not bad.

Similar parties, Ling Xian has participated in several times, each time, conflict will occur.

Because the true meaning of this kind of gathering is actually to let people of the same generation compare and compare, and some people have good behaviors, and they will not provoke or enemies. But if you meet someone with bad behavior, then you are in trouble. Although Ling Xian was not afraid, he was bored, so he didn't want to go.

Even if the inviter was Mei Yanrou, he didn't want to.

"Can only say sorry."

Muttering, Ling Xian closed her eyes, immersed in mind.

However, it is not about comprehending the general outline of grave robbing, but thinking about Fu Danqi three ways.

In the past, Lian Cangqiang and other true immortals assigned him tasks, and it has been almost two years since then. In other words, he has only one year left.

This is impossible for anyone!

That's three masters. If the masters can easily reach it, the number will not be so scarce.

Therefore, Lingxian has a headache.

If he was a master, he would be shocked with confidence, but the three masters, even if he had approached the master, had no confidence.

"It is already fortunate to be a great master of the battlefield. I want to reach the summit in as many ways as possible, how is this possible?"

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, but soon, her eyes turned firm.

This matter is indeed difficult. It can be described as difficult to reach the sky, but he had a wish long ago, and that is to reach the top in all four ways!

Only in this way can he be worthy of the cultivation of several true immortals!

"My accomplishments in Fu Danqi's three ways have approached the Grand Master."

"With just one chance, you can become a true master."

"But where is this opportunity?"

Ling Xian frowned, and the supreme inheritance of Dan Qi Fu San appeared in her mind, trying to find an opportunity.

Unfortunately, he read it dozens of times and did not see Dingdian hope.

The realm of Fu Zhen Dan Qi is mysterious and mysterious, relying on understanding and opportunity, so Ling Xian can do nothing but wait.

Wait for an opportunity.

As for when it appears, it depends on his fortune.

"Hopefully, it will appear within a year, otherwise I will be miserable."

Thinking of the serious faces of true immortals such as Lian Cang Qiong, Ling Xian grinned bitterly, although he knew that several immortals could not punish himself severely, and he was not afraid of punishment.

However, he was afraid that several true immortals would be disappointed.

"I have to do it anyway."

Ling Xianmu's eyes turned firm, and then she was immersed in the mind and learned the general outline of the tomb stealing.

Compared with the tasks set by the true immortals such as refining the sky, the requirements of the ghost seekers are simple.

At present, Lingxian has completed half of it, leaving only Tomb Raider and Feng Shui chapter in a small state.

And he is confident that in one year, these two articles will be promoted to a state of integration.

However, we still have to race against time and cannot afford to be lazy.

Therefore, Ling Xian calmly enlightened, intending to end the retreat when the Jianshi conference opens.

But a day later, trouble came to his door, which forced him to terminate the retreat early.

"Lingxian, get out of me!"

A cold drink rang across the long street, causing Ling Xian to frown slightly, flashing to the top of the Mojia shop.

I saw that the speaker was a young man, who was at the top of the seventh realm, but had a very poor foundation, apparently relying on elixir piles.

"You are?" Ling Xian frowned, a little confused.

"You don't need to know my name, you just need to understand that I'm here to teach you." The young man is arrogant and detached, carrying his hands on his shoulders, and being a superman.

But in the eyes of Ling Xian, it is ridiculous.

He was vain, but he was aloof, but he had nothing on him.

"Teach me, there is always a reason." Ling Xian shook her head with a smile.

"Dare to refuse Yanrou's invitation, boy, you are crazy." The youth sneered.

"Because Mei Yanrou's invitation was rejected ..."

Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry. He refused to join the party because he didn't want to conflict with people.

"Bold! You can call Yanrou's name and taboo? Only I am qualified to call her name!"

Young people drink like a king of invincible gods.

However, in the eyes of Ling Xian, this person is no different from the jumping beam clown.

Although this man is the pinnacle of the seventh realm, a little higher than him, but when it comes to combat power, he dumps this man ten streets!

"If Mei Yanrou is dissatisfied with my refusal, you ask her to come to me."

Ling Xian converged to smile, too lazy to talk nonsense with this person.

"What kind of character is Yan Rou? Would he have a common understanding with ordinary people?"

The young man smiled proudly and said, "However, I, Mei Yanrou's future husband, do not allow you to disrespect my lady!"

"Mei Yanrou's husband?" Ling Xian froze slightly, then shook her head and smiled.

He understood that this person should be Mei Yanrou's admirer, thinking that his refusal made Mei Yanrou's heart unhappy, so he deliberately taught him.

To put it plainly, it is this opportunity to win Mei Yanrou's favor.

Therefore, Ling Xian smiled and smiled brilliantly.

He couldn't get close to Mei Yanrou, but he saved the woman's life anyway.

Therefore, not only will young people not gain favor, but they will also be disgusted.

"Why are you laughing?"

The young man stared at Ling Xian coldly, and said, "Yanrou has a marriage contract with me, and one day, she will become my woman!"

"I'm not laughing at this."

Ling Xian laughed and said, "I'm laughing at you ass, most of the time I will pat on the horse's legs."

"You've got water in your head."

The young man looked at Ling Xian disdainfully, and said, "I'm too lazy to learn from a fool like you."

"This sentence should be what I said."

Ling Xian smiled gradually and said, "Okay, leave, don't force me to do it."

"Boy, you're crazy."

The young man sneered and said, "Today, I won't beat you for teeth, I won't be Ji!"

"I'm afraid you have to change your last name."

Ling Xian said faintly, a waste piled up by the elixir, and even had no qualifications to do it with him.

"court death!"

The youth looked cold, raised their hands to cover the sky, and broke the void!

This frowned Ling Xian.

Not because this palm is strong, in fact, even if he is standing still, this move will not hurt him. The reason for frowning was because he felt a coercion from the soul.

It was like facing the supreme true immortal, could not help but want to kneel to the ground and bow his head.

Of course, not so exaggerated.

The coercion of this soul is extremely weak, and it will not affect Lingxian at all.

Therefore, he pointed out that he intended to suppress the youth.

However, an immortal Jianmang emerged first, defeating the young palm.

At the same time, an icy word sounded, freezing the heavens and the earth, freezing the sky.

"Ji Feiyang, be honest with me!"