Painting of the Nine Immortals

Above Lingfeng, Luo Xin's resentment made her teeth itch, but she had no alternative.

Ling Xian did not say that he only transcended one extreme state. It was her subconscious belief that Ling Xian could not transcend two extreme states together.

"I thought I had overestimated you, but I didn't expect it to be underestimated." Luo Xinjie gave Ling Xian a deep look.

Transcending a polar state is difficult, let alone surpassing two together, it is simply incredible!

"It's a coincidence."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. If he hadn't traveled abroad, he wouldn't have the power of the two forbidden grounds. Without Dragon Ball, he wouldn't be able to surpass the two extremes so quickly.

"Now you have the qualification to impact the Son."

Luo Xinjie smiled charmingly and said, "It is indeed the man I fancy."

"Nonsense again." Ling Xian couldn't laugh or cry.

"Do I have nonsense? The four saints, including me, have transcended the three extremes."

Luo Xinjie smiled and said, "You have now surpassed the three extremes, naturally you have the qualification to impact the Son."

"I'm not referring to this."

Ling Xian was helpless. He knew that he already had the qualification to impact the Son. As long as he cultivated to the ninth realm, he could become the fifth Son of Chaos Academy.

Or, pull a saint down from the altar.

"Is that the man I fancy?"

Luo Xinjie looked at the blue silk hanging down to his forehead and said, "Is there anything wrong with this? A long time ago, I saw you."

"Luo Xinjie, are you serious?" Ling Xian felt helpless.

"Am I serious?" Luo Xinjie smiled charmingly and was intriguing.

"Very serious."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "If this is passed on, your image of the iceberg fairy will collapse."

"Since you came to Chaos Academy, I have no image at all."

Luo Xin gave Ling Xian a clear look, and said, "Now, everyone thinks we have a leg, and if we don't want to be a convict, we obey me."

"Has a leg ..."

Ling Xian covered her head with black lines and said, "Luo Xinjie, please pay attention to your wording."

"Why, it sounds bad?"

Luo Xin relieved his lips and said, "Heaven makes a nice pair, but is there any difference from having a leg?"

"The question is, who has a leg with you?"

Ling Xian, helpless, said fiercely, "I warned you for the last time, pay attention to the wording, otherwise, don't blame me."

"I want to be a heartbreaker so soon."

Luo Xin relieved her face with grief and weeping: "The slave family is so sad and disappointed, do you really want to avoid slavery?"

Then, she didn't know where to take out a printed handkerchief and quietly wiped her tears.

It was such a pity that the sorrow and grief looked so kind.

But when Ling Xian met, it was one head, two big.

At the moment, he sighed helplessly: "I'm afraid of you, and I don't know what evil I made in my life. I have encountered such a fairy in my life."

"How can slaves be fairies?"

Luo Xinjie sobbed softly, and when he heard the news, he was really sad and he saw tears.

If this is seen by her group of admirers and wants to come, killing Lingxian's heart is there.

"Okay, don't pretend."

Ling Xian sighed, and said, "I'm afraid of you. I'll say whatever you want."

"Really?" Luo Xinjie pouted with a smile, and Wan Wan's grievance suddenly disappeared.

"Really." Ling Xian was completely helpless. In the face of Luo Xinjie, he had nothing to do with it.

"I just like to look at you helplessly." Luo Xinjie Zhan Yan smiled, the flowers eclipsed and dumped all sentient beings.

"It's up to you."

Ling Xian was far more lazy and said, "Leave it, I want to cultivate."

"It's going to kick me out?"

Luo Xinjie smiled charmingly and said, "I won't go. I have the patience, and you'll blow me out."

"You wait for me to cultivate to the ninth realm." Ling Xian glanced at Luo Xinjie.

"Okay, I'm waiting for you to cultivate to the ninth realm to Zhenfu Gang." Luo Xinjie pouted with a smile and left.

"Fairy."

Looking at the far-reaching Peerless Shadow, Ling Xian shook her head and smiled bitterly, then walked into Dongfu and waited for the date agreed with the elderly.

A month and a half later, he left Dongfu and went straight to the old man's Lingfeng.

At this moment, the rising sun is rising, and the light of golden light is shining on the earth, shining in all directions.

As soon as the old man hit the blue shirt and stood with his hands, he was no longer so unkempt and embarrassed. He had a rare sense of immortality.

"I'm still in your ragged clothes, it looks more pleasing to the eye."

Lingxian joked, like Wuxian Linchen, fell on top of Lingfeng.

"Can you speak?"

The old man glanced at Ling Xian and couldn't help but stare, and a look of suspicion appeared in his eyes.

"I have flowers on my face?" Ling Xian smiled, the clouds were light and the wind was gentle, like a jade.

"Your boy is terrible. If you don't see it for three months, you have surpassed the extremes of Zhuji and Jiedan." The old man was amazed, the matter was too horrifying, even if he was used to the strong waves, he felt incredible.

"lucky."

Ling Xian smiled slightly. If he hadn't refined the dragon ball, it would take at least fifty years to transcend the extreme state of building bases and dandans.

"The meaning of your existence is probably to hit people." The old man joked.

"Fighting people?" Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. "Then fight against you today."

"Don't, I've been beaten by you, let's change people."

The old man grinned narrowly and said, "Come with me, and wait for the old guys to see you, you will be hit hard."

"How do I think you are gloating?" Ling Xian smiled.

"When only you are down, you will feel the whole world is dark. When someone is as miserable as you, the world will be clear."

The old man grinned and said, "I've been hit hard by you. Naturally I have to find a companion."

Hearing the words, Ling Xian could not help crying and laughing, speechless.

"Let's go, the spirit star is not close, we must hurry up."

The old man smiled and waved, and a portal appeared in the air.

Immediately, he stepped out and crossed the portal.

The same is true of Lingxian.

Afterwards, the two boarded the star boat and flew towards the spirit star.

...

The magic star is a special world.

In this world, the Taoism is flourishing, and the Taoism is declining. Almost no one can practice the three spirits of Dan Zhenfu.

In this atmosphere, the chances of a spiritual master appearing as a grand master far exceed that of other worlds, and it can be said to be the first in the universe.

Guru is even more so. Take the Big Dipper as an example. If there are fifty masters of the Big Dipper, then the Spirit Star must be at least 500 times!

This number is undoubtedly amazing. Therefore, the Spirit Star is regarded as a holy shrine of spirituality, and all the cultivators want to practice here.

In particular, the hall of artisans, which symbolizes the highest level of instrumentalism, is a paradise for all refiners.

Because of this, there are more than ten masters of Taoism who do n’t say that they worship. Even if they only get advice, they will benefit for life.

At this moment, Ling Xian came to the Temple of the Craftsman, to be precise, it is a lively street near the Temple of the Craftsman.

After a three-month trek, he and the old man arrived at Spirit Star, after which the old man left him here on the pretext of visiting friends.

"All the streets are related to Qidao. This world is really amazing."