Painting of the Nine Immortals

Difficult to open the teeth?

I don't know what to say?

Ling Xian was confused and puzzled.

Lin Qingyi didn't understand, she looked at the hesitant Ye Huashang, and smiled lightly: "Sister Ye, don't sell off."

After hearing the words, Ye Huashangyu stroked her hands to isolate the people of the Sect of Sect by secret methods.

"I was born with a magical power to sacrifice myself and fulfill others."

"This method is magical and can make up for the regrets of spiritual practice. Take your son, for example, this method allows you to reach the ninth pole and the foundation is perfect."

Ye Huashang looked at Ling Xian seriously and said, "This method can only be used twice in life, and now, there is only one left."

"Really can my foundation be fulfilled?" Ling Xian was shocked, but she did not expect that there was such a magical talent in the world.

The same is true of Lin Qingyi.

As we all know, once the cultivation is a breakthrough, it can't reach the extreme of the previous realm. However, Ye Huashang's talent and supernatural power can break the iron law, which is incredible.

"Nice, just ..."

Ye Huashang's face flushed, and hesitated for a moment, and said, "You have to mingle with me ... and my talents will be useful."

Mating?

Ling Xian froze, Lin Qingyi, and the two finally understood why Ye Huashang would have trouble opening his teeth.

Not to mention Ye Huashang is a serious woman. Even a man is a little embarrassed.

At the moment, Lingxian coughed out: "Girl Ye, is there any other way than you?"

"Yes, I can transfer my talents to my sister in Tsing Yi."

Ye Huashang nodded her head and said, "But it is very costly, and it may not get you to the ninth pole."

"Can talent be transferred to others?" Ling Xian was surprised, but did not expect Ye Huashang's talent to be so strange.

"As long as the other person is a woman and a virgin, my talents can be transferred."

"Although it will fall to the eighth level, I will, depending on whether the boy wants to gamble."

"If you transfer your talents to others, the power will be greatly reduced, less than 10%."

Ye Huashang took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Moreover, the son will suffer the pain of Wan Jian's heart. Only by going through can he reach the ninth pole."

Hearing that Ling Xian was relieved. So far, he hasn't tasted any pain?

He was not afraid of the pain of the skin even though the arrows were penetrating.

At present, Ling Xian looked at Ye Huashang and said, "Please transfer your talents to Tsing Yi, and I will make an elixir for you to return to the ninth realm."

"My son doesn't have to worry, the old thing is dead. I'm in the ninth or eighth state, there is not much difference." Ye Huachang smiled a little, but relaxed, but a little bit lost.

"I can't lose you."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and let the spirit break through to the ninth realm. There is no one in the lineage of Danxian, but there is no less than three kinds of linen in the lineage that let the life return to the ninth level.

With his accomplishments today and today, he can easily make any of them.

"Thank you so much for your son." Ye Huasang smiled. Although she had no enemies, who didn't want to be stronger?

"I should thank you."

Ling Xian smiled, and turned her eyes to the crimson Lin Qingyi, saying, "Tsing Yi, would you like to marry me to the church?

Hearing that Lin Qingyi lowered his eyes and frowned, half shy and half happy.

She has waited for this sentence, and she has been waiting for a hundred years.

"Sister Tsing Yi is shy."

Ye Huashang quipped with a smile, and said, "It's better to choose a day than hit the day, just get married today."

"It's too fast, I ... I'm not ready yet." Lin Qingyi's face was red and red, and he didn't dare to see Lingxian.

"what to prepare?"

Ling Xian smiled softly and said, "Your heart is mine, and your people should be mine."

I heard that Lin Qingyi became more and more shy. She is an unmanned virgin. How can she not be shy?

"Sister Tsing Yi, I will give you the gift of supernatural powers." Ye Huashang smiled slightly, her eyebrows glowed, mysterious power emerged and poured into Lin Qingyi's body.

With the loss of power, Ye Huashang's practice continued to fall, falling from the late ninth realm to the late eighth realm.

"Well, my talents have been transferred to you. As long as you and Ling Gongzi's fragrant candle, he can give him the opportunity to reach the ninth state."

Ye Huashang had a pale face and had shortness of breath. Obviously, the transfer of talents was extremely expensive.

"Thank you, I will start cooking alchemy for you when the little girl is rescued." Ling Xian smiled lightly, looking forward to a candle with Lin Qingyi, and she also looked forward to a successful foundation and suppression.

Right now, he naturally took Lin Qingyi's hand and flew towards the southeast.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience looked at each other and saw the bitterness in each other's eyes.

Ling Xian is the deadly enemy of Halloween, and it is a shame and shame to let him walk around at will.

However, everyone is helpless. Even the Supreme King of the Holy Sect is not Ling Ling's opponent. Who dares to shoot at him?

"If I haven't sensed it wrong, the little girl is here."

Looking at the white misty mountain peaks, Ling Xian pointed out, and the mountains split open, revealing a woman similar to Ye Huashang.

It is Ye Xiaochen.

Her pale face was as pale as paper, and her breath was weak and weak, apparently she was alive.

"Little sister!"

Ye Huashang burst into tears, took Ye Xiaoyu into her arms, and blamed herself: "The mother is late, so you suffer."

"Mother ..." Ye Xiaoying wept with joy, and after a long while, she and Ye Huashang calmed their emotions.

"You have to remember, Mr. Ling is our reborn parent. If he is in trouble, you must not quit." Ye Huashang said positively.

"Is Brother Ling saved me?"

Ye Xiaozheng was surprised, and turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and saw his hand, holding a woman who fell into the country.

Suddenly, the surprise turned into a loss.

Ye Xiaomin never dreamed that when he saw Lingxian, he would hold a woman.

"Xiao, thank you, son Ling?" Ye Huashang sighed.

"Linggong, thank you for saving me." Ye Xiaoqiang laughed, sadly.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyi nodded Ling Xian's hand, and said, "It's embarrassing and embarrassing."

"You're wrong." Ling Xian couldn't help crying or laughing.

"Do you still have a good friend?" Lin Qingyi gave Ling Xian a white look.

"Ahem ..."

Ling Xian coughed and said, "Don't say this, the most urgent thing is for us to go to church to get married, and to make a candle in the house."

After hearing that, Lin Qingyi was so shy, and when she thought of the candle with Lingxian, she wanted to find a place to drill in.

"You're welcome. You and I are the old ones. How can I stand by?"

Ling Xian smiled slightly, then turned her eyes to Ye Huashang, and said, "Wait a minute, I'll start refining the alchemy."

After that, the crimson furnace appeared, and many magic drugs turned out.

Based on his accomplishments today, it is not difficult to refining the elixir that made Ye Huashang return to the ninth realm, but in two hours, he refined the elixir.

This caused Ye Huashang to be shocked, but it was not expected that Ling Xian was not only a peerless demon but also a master of Dan Tao.

"This Dan will allow you to return to the late ninth stage without any side effects." Ling Xian smiled and threw the purple elixir to Ye Huashang.

Then he looked at Lin Qingyi and laughed, "Tsing Yi, we should get married."

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It is finally going to be **.