Painting of the Nine Immortals

The setting sun is like blood, spilling the afterglow.

In the courtyard, Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "But the girl hates it?"

"I don't like scholars who are weak and weak." The woman in red said lightly, her spirit was aggressive.

"Very good, so I asked the girl to let me go." Ling Xian smiled gently.

"Don't think about it, let you go, there will be a second, a third."

"Instead of letting my dad keep catching people, it is better to leave you and relax his heart."

"At least, you look good."

The woman in red glanced at Ling Xian and said, "Tomorrow, we will go to church to get married."

"Girl, getting married is a matter of life, so it is not appropriate to be hasty." Ling Xian couldn't help crying and laughing.

"Just married."

The woman in red said lightly, saying, "As compensation, I allow you to make a condition."

"Is this the next gift?" Ling Xian shook her head and smiled bitterly.

"You can understand that, too." The woman in red smiled brightly and vividly.

"I want to do meritorious service." Ling Xian sighed softly. He could understand it. Only force can solve the problem.

Therefore, he wanted to practice the alchemy of pointing to the broken void.

"Another poor man who listens to rumors and can't help it." The woman in red glanced at Ling Xian and said: "It's better to be down-to-earth than waste the time on rumors of nothingness.

"I want to try." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and even Luo Xinjie said that the meritorious power directly pointed to the broken void, which shows that this is not a rumor.

However, it is certain that it is difficult to practice, and even he may not be able to cultivate to the highest level.

"Just do it for yourself, come here, and do the tricks."

The woman in red said lightly, a girl dressed as a maidservant should step down and turn away.

After a while, she walked into the courtyard and handed a yellowed book to Ling Xian.

"Thank you very much." Ling Xian took the meritorious service, and a glimmer of expectation flashed in the eyes.

"You live in the West Chamber, remember, don't move your mind, otherwise, I will kill you." The woman in red said lightly, then walked into the East Chamber, leaving only a word slowly echoing.

"My name is Lin Yingmei."

"Miss Lin, don't worry, I won't waver."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, not to mention that he was not that kind of person, even if he had to have that ability.

Lin Yingmei may not be called a master, but she definitely has the skill in her body. For the current Ling Xian, it is an invincible existence.

At present, Ling Xian limped into the West Chamber, and then took out the good fortune.

I saw that there was no text on it, only nine strange patterns, all of which were quirky poses by the villain, leaving him in the clouds and fog, completely incomprehensible.

"It seems that even getting started is difficult." Ling Xian muttered to herself, not knowing how to cultivate, but only in the corresponding pose as shown in the first picture.

Suddenly, a pain came from his Baihui acupoint, which made him heavy-headed and almost unconscious.

At present, Lingxian returned to the original state, and the dizziness faded.

"Dead Hole ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and she knew that the other eight patterns also corresponded to the dead points of the human body.

If you can achieve success, it will naturally break the limits of the human body, but this is almost impossible.

Not to mention Lingxian is just a mortal at this moment, even if he is a master of martial arts, he will undoubtedly die.

"No wonder no one can practice the alchemy to the highest level." Ling Xian sighed slightly and planned to change to another method.

He came here to break through to the ninth realm, not to create a legend, and of course his life was the most important thing.

But at this moment, an incredible scene happened.

Ling Xian's left wrist lights up, and the mysterious symbol is displayed, incorporating the first four patterns.

Suddenly, these four patterns are a bit more mysterious and mysterious, even if they are not inferior to the three patterns that Ling Xian encountered in the demon star.

"Is the meritorious power the kind of supreme power?" Ling Xianxing's eyes were slightly bright, the mysterious symbol once showed an amazing defense, and she also expelled Mei Yanrou from the body.

You know, Mei Yanrou's body comes from Tiangong, but even Honghuang Tiangong and Daguangming cannot be driven away.

But the mysterious symbol can do it, which is enough to prove that it originated from a heavenly power!

At this moment, the fusion of the mysterious symbol and the pattern of the alchemy is naturally letting Ling Xian start to associate.

At this moment, he was calm and put on the posture shown in the first picture again.

Suddenly, Baihui Point lights up, making him heavy and groggy.

But bearable.

"My guess is indeed correct." Ling Xian smiled, rejoicing.

One is to finally figure out the origin of the mysterious symbols, and the other is to practice cultivation, at least, the first four patterns can be cultivated.

"According to this world, nine patterns must be repaired to break the void."

"But that refers to incomplete karma, and after combining the mysterious symbols, this method is a world-strength gong. Maybe I can make a piece of it to break the void."

Ling Xian smiled at the corner of her mouth, thanking herself for coming to this world, otherwise, how can she solve her doubts and get a Supreme Heavenly Power?

At the moment, he held his breath and meditated.

Although it can endure the pain, it is not easy to repair, even if it is Ling Xian's understanding, it takes a lot of time.

Ling Xian is not in a hurry. No matter how long he stays in this world, the outside world is just a flash.

Three days later, black air poured out of him, dissipating like a cloud of smoke.

This is to wash the marrow and lay a solid foundation.

If Ling Xian was a mortal before, at this moment, he has opened the door to martial arts. Although he has not cultivated internal forces, his future is limitless.

"The road ahead is clear." Ling Xian smiled lightly, and the cultivating power directly pointed to the broken void. As long as the cultivation is carried out step by step, becoming a ninth powerhouse is just around the corner!

Just then, a clear voice came from the door.

"Son, please miss it, please."

Hearing that, Ling Xian sighed softly, knowing that most of them were discussing marriage.

Lin Yingmei once said that she would be married the next day, and now three days have passed, and naturally it is time to put on the agenda.

"Hopefully, I can persuade her to cancel this idea." Ling Xian rubbed her temples, followed behind the girl-in-law, and walked into the East Chamber.

"You seem different than before."

Lin Ying's eyebrows were deep and she felt that Ling Xian had a kind of unspeakable charm.

"Friday, don't miss it for three days." Ling Xian smiled lightly. Although he hasn't cultivated the internal force, as long as he has completed the first pattern, he will at least become a first-rate master!

At that time, he can suppress Lin Yingmei by turning his hands.

"You haven't reached the point where I can catch my eye." Lin Yingmei gave a glance at Ling Xian, not convinced that he would become a master of martial arts.

Compared to those who practiced martial arts at a few years old, Ling Xian started too late to achieve anything.

"Let's wait and see." Ling Xian smiled lightly, "Girl Lin asked me to come, but to discuss marriage?"

"I was busy dealing with the king two days ago, and I was only empty today."

"Just married today, and my dad had a wish." Lin Yingmei's eyes were dim and looked a little tired.