Painting of the Nine Immortals

The night was dark and the moon was hanging high.

Ling Xian was pale and withered, apparently suffering an extremely serious injury.

This made Mozun's mind come alive and hesitated to take advantage of this opportunity to kill Lingxian.

There is no doubt that it is an excellent opportunity right now. As long as he has the luck to flick his fingers, he can kill Lingxian.

However, Ling Xian's shadow was so deep that he was not sure if he could hit it in one shot. In case of failure, most of his life could not be saved.

Therefore, Mozun hesitated.

"not good!"

Ling Xian's brows frowned. How keen was he? Even if the demon did not show his intention to kill, he made him aware of the change. At this moment, Mozun is about to move, so the purpose is even more obvious.

"Looks like he wanted to kill me."

Ling Xian's heart sank, but her mouth was raised, and she smiled softly, "Magic statue, this is a god-given opportunity, don't you want to shoot?"

"Ok?"

Seeing Ling Xian's light touch, Mozun hesitated more and more, unable to determine whether he was pretending, or really fearless.

After all, Ling Xian's shadow was too deep, and the pain of refining still left him with anxiety. In case of failure, he will die out and disappear into this world.

But if it succeeds, he can no longer be controlled by Ling Xian, and since then he can fly as a bird and be happy.

For a moment, Mozun hesitated and fell into a dilemma.

Seeing this, Ling Xian's heart sank again. His injury was extremely serious at the moment, not only the meridians and bones were broken in half, but even Jindan was cracked.

What's more terrible is that he is struggling to move at this moment, let alone to urge the town's magic monument. So, what did he use to suppress the demon statue?

"It's worse."

With a sigh, Ling Xian knew that she must not show courage at this moment, so she braced her sleeves and summoned the town's magic monument.

"Magic, is hesitating to kill me. Don't have to be so entangled. Your strength is very arrogant, and I am very injured and have no resistance at all."

Ling Xian looked at the demon on the tree, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, and said, "Maybe you just need to move your finger and I will die."

"Humph!"

Mozun snorted coldly. He was suspicious of human nature. The more Ling Xian was, the more he couldn't get his idea. Coupled with the incomparable deterrence of the town's magic monument, he really did not dare to shoot.

"It's just three things anyway, don't take this risk."

With a sigh, the demon dissipated the demon spirit that was ready to go, and said, "The deity has always believed in keeping promises, how can he do the kind of things that are at stake?

"Heavy faith and promise? Indeed, Mozun is a gentleman."

Ling Xian smiled, knowing that Mozun was deterred by himself, and had nothing to do with keeping his promise. However, he didn't break the point, and in case he angered the devil, it was worth the money.

Anyway, the deterrent effect has been played, and naturally everyone is happy.

"Huh, that's natural."

There is a hint of ruddy in Mozun's complexion. As a man in the magic road, even if it can't be done without evil, there is no word for a gentleman.

"That being the case, then please ask Mozun to send me some healing medicine, I will recover soon." Ling Xian smiled slightly, intending to take this opportunity to blackmail Mozun.

Don't forget, this demon was once the superpower of the fifth realm, how can he not have a family?

"Hum, I was trapped by the town's magic monument for thousands of years, and the healing elixir has long lost its efficacy." Mozun Lengheng said, "It's over if I don't get it. Why did I go into battle and suffer so much?"

"That won't work. The price of Mozun's shot, but it's very high. I naturally want to use it on the blade." Ling Xian smiled. There were two reasons why he did not let Mozun shoot.

First, he made an appointment with Mozun, and only did three things. If some enemies he could solve, he would let Mozun get rid of it. What should he do if he couldn't solve it in the future?

Second, Lingxian didn't want to make himself dependent, after all, one day, Mozun would leave him. Therefore, the enemies who can solve it, of course, have to go to battle in person, and they can also sharpen their fighting skills by the way.

"It's a good idea, but unfortunately it's a serious injury."

Seeing Lingxian suffered such a serious injury, a bit of irony appeared on the corner of Mozun's mouth.

But the next moment, he was upset.

"It's okay, isn't there a demon respect for you? I believe that this little injury is nothing to you at all." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

Mozun frowned, and said coldly, "The deity has said that after thousands of years, the elixir has already expired, and it will not be of any use to you."

"In this world, not only elixir can heal."

Ling Xian raised his mouth, looked at the monster in front of him, and said, "With the strength of the monster, there is no shortage of the healing method. I wonder if you can send me one?"

"You're really welcome." Mozun looked cold, a little angry.

In Xiuxianjie, as long as it is not the kind of bad street tricks, the rest are very precious. That represents a kind of completed inheritance, the treasure that every monk regards as his life.

Right now, Lingxian asks for tricks as soon as she opens her mouth, naturally it makes Mozun angry.

"Where and where, based on the demon's ability to dominate the world, what is a law?" Ling Xian smiled and looked at the town's magic monument inadvertently.

It was this glance that made Mozun's anger stunned and he couldn't help shivering.

"It's just for you."

Thinking of the pain that was suppressed, Mozun sighed longly, then waved his sleeves, and threw a roll of Yujian in front of Ling Xian.

"This method is called Huaxue Jue, which can convert the essence of any life into energy and nourish itself. The stronger the blood, the better the effect, whether it is healing or training, it is more suitable."

Ling Xianxiong frowned slightly, and said, "The magic method?"

"Otherwise do you think?" Mozun sneered, and said, "I'm a big demon, and I don't have the tricks of your decent people."

"There is no absolute good and evil in the world. I don't exclude people in the magic path, but this method ... maybe a little evil." Ling Xian frowned, somewhat unwilling.

"Why is this method evil? It's not for you to **** other people's blood, but to turn the essence of blood into energy."

Mozun smiled disdainfully, and said, "I have given you the recipe anyway. If you want to use it, you can use it if you don't want it. But you have to hurry up and decide. At this moment, there is blood ready. It would be useless. "

Ling Xian frowned, thinking about using this method to quickly heal her injuries. Still rely on the heaven and earth aura, and their own recovery ability, slowly nurturing.

And just as he was thinking, there was a sound of small footsteps in the dense forest in front of him, which disturbed his thoughts.

Then he saw a girl in white suddenly appearing in front of him.

This woman is about twenty-eight fragrant, she was born with a sinking fish and wild geese, and closed the moon with shame. Jiao's body is even more exquisite and curvaceous.

At the moment of seeing this woman, Ling Xianxiong frowned, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.