Painting of the Nine Immortals

At this moment, the sun was hanging high, and the light was infinite, covering the entire Wan Jianzong.

However, at this moment, the light of that eternal sun is hardly comparable to that person on the ring, the handsome and handsome young man.

I saw him with a sword and eyebrows, a long figure, and stood proudly on the ring. It's like a true immortal coming to the dust, extraordinary and refined, and exquisite.

In particular, the spontaneous rhyme that naturally emanates is in harmony with the Heaven and Earth Avenue, as if it has become a part of Heaven and Earth. However, if you look closely, you will find that he seems to be independent of this world, jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements.

"Core elders ..."

Feeling the envious and respectful eyes of everyone below, Ling Xian raised his mouth, and did not reject this identity. Whether it is the distinguished status of the core elder, or the right to freely enter and leave the Tibetan Pavilion, and the right to read the heritage of the Twelve Peaks, it is in his favor.

The former means that he will be respected and step into the ranks of Wan Jianzong. Not only will he have more right to speak, but he will also enjoy abundant spiritual resources. The latter allows him to practice more methods, enrich his practice experience, and go further and further along the road to cultivation.

Although Ling Xian does not value these, these two things are essential for him. Therefore, he did not refuse, and accepted all of them openly.

Anyway, with his ability, it is worthy to accept these things, and with his future, he is not so optimistic about Wan Jianzong.

"How do you feel, are you still satisfied?" Dao Wou-ki smiled slightly, staring at the Yingwu youth in front of him, his eyes full of appreciation.

Ling Xian's mouth angled up, and she arched a hand and laughed, "Of course, I'm satisfied. Thank you, Lord."

"You don't need to thank me. With your ability, this is what you deserve." Tao Wuji waved his hand and joked: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I won't let you pay nothing and enjoy it. It's so kind. "

"This is natural, if the suzerain is in trouble, even if he is commanded."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and was not surprised. The reason why he still chose to worship Wan Jianzong after his return, one is to promise that year, but Wan Jianzong treated him well.

Therefore, even if there is no core elder identity, if Wan Jianzong is in trouble, he will not quit. With this, he will not even quit.

"I do have something for you to do, but this is not the time to say it." Tao Wou-ki smiled mysteriously.

Ling Xian frowned slightly, but at the next instant, she stretched out and smiled: "Then, when the time comes, the Sovereign sent someone to come to me."

"You can rest assured, I never know how to write the word polite." Dao Wou-ki smiled, without the majesty and shelving of a master, and was very approachable.

The lord of one case is a wonderful person.

Ling Xian smiled secretly, a little more for Dao Wou-Ki's favor, and also a little stronger for Wan Jianzong's belonging.

At this moment, the Lord of Killing Jianfeng suddenly spoke and re-invited: "Lingxian, come and kill Jianfeng as the core elder."

The voice dropped, and a dozen peak hosts froze, but soon they responded. Indeed, the disciples have not contended anymore, but who said that the elders could not contend?

Isn't it the same that can enhance strength and bring glory?

Having figured this out, more than a dozen peak leaders suddenly got interested, and they began to invite Lingxian.

"Come again ..." Ling Xian shook her head with a bitter smile and turned her eyes to Dao Wou-ki again, using her eyes to signal him to stop.

The master of this case also gave Lingxian face. After receiving his eye gesture, he suddenly coughed twice and said, "Cough, calm down. Since Lingxian is already the core elder, he should not join. Any peak. "

"Why?"

The master of the sword killing Xiumei raised his eyebrows, showing his heroic appearance.

"Yes, Wan Jianzong has no explicit stipulation that the core elders cannot join a certain peak." The master of the test Jianfeng gently shakes the paper fan, like a gentle and gentle gentleman, elegant and gentle, and gentle as a jade.

"It is true that there is no such requirement, but there is no requirement that the core elders must enter a certain peak."

Dao Wou-ki smiled and said, "Anyway, I am the suzerain and I have the final say, so I announce ... from now on, Ling Xiangui is the core elder, independent of the Twelve Peaks, and another Lingfeng."

"you!"

The head of the sword-slaying peak was cold, and Yushou suddenly pressed on the back of the excalibur. There was a stance to look at the sword.

Seeing this, more than a dozen peak owners smiled helplessly, and Dao Wuji also smiled helplessly.

Even Ling Xian was helpless. After the previous events, he could understand. The lord of killing Jianfeng is a domineering and cold-hearted woman.

He didn't seem to provoke a cruel person who didn't even look at the door as soon as he entered the mountain. Therefore, instead of expressly refusing, he let Dao Promise come forward.

Right now, his decision was really right.

"Well, Xiao Shimei, Ling Xian has just entered the mountain gate, so please leave me some face." Dao shook his head helplessly, facing the colder and colder Shi Mei, he could do nothing.

"Hum, save your face, who saves me?"

With a cold hum, the pretty woman glanced at Ling Xian a little, then shook her figure and disappeared on the ring.

Seeing this, more than a dozen peak owners looked at Ling Xian in unison, and there was a hint of compassion in their eyes.

Dao Wou-Ki even laughed a little bit and said, "Oops, Lingxian, you have to be careful, my sister is here to remember you."

"Not so much ..." Ling Xian smiled bitterly, and didn't take it to heart.

"Haha, you will understand when that happens." Dao Wou-ki laughed loudly. "Well, time is almost up, you can choose a Lingfeng at will, and I won't accompany you."

"The lord, please," Ling Xian arched and laughed.

"Okay, then I'll take a step first." Tao Wou-ki nodded, then his body gradually faded and disappeared.

Seeing this, the remaining ten peak owners also spoke one after another, saying something like inviting Lingxian to visit Lingfeng.

Then, under the gesture of Ling Xian's smile, they moved into shape and flew towards their respective peaks.

No, there is one more person.

The arrogant and arrogant at first, but after the emergence of Ling Xian, instantly became a clown against the hero.

At this moment, Lin Tian's complexion was still pale, and he still lost his soul, as if he had lost his soul. For him, this is indeed the case. His pride in virtue is not worth mentioning in Lingxian.

The identity of his second descendant of Shuluozong was insignificant in the face of Lingxian, the new core elder.

This caused him to be hit both physically and mentally, and his pride and confidence were defeated by Lingxian. How could he not lose his soul?

However, no one saw him at the scene.

Because their eyes were all on Ling Xian, they hadn't noticed what Lin Tian looked like at the moment.

The same is true of Ling Xian. For him, Lin Tian is just an insignificant passer-by and cannot attract his attention at all.

Therefore, he just glanced at the person slightly, then slowly walked down the ring platform, and flew towards the high mountain peak ahead.

Leave those envious and awe-inspiring eyes with a person who is full of resentment against him.

A pair of eyes full of resentment.