Painting of the Nine Immortals

The entire space seemed to be frozen and completely frozen.

The breeze no longer flowed, the white clouds no longer floated, and even the dust stagnated in midair.

With a sigh, the world was frozen and everything was frozen, so magnificent that it was indeed the peace and chaos emperor who was invincible in an era!

The old man in the red robe looked gaunt, raised his palm of Thunder, and wanted to slap Ling Xian to death.

Situ Nan looked nervous, clenched his hands into fists, and looked at Lingxian with great worry.

The only difference between the two is that neither of them can move, as if they were fixed by others, maintaining the attitude before the world freezes, without moving.

The only person who could move was Ling Xian. The corner of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile for the rest of his life.

He also heard a sigh, knowing that the Emperor of Ping'an was helping him, so he didn't hesitate to tie the bundle of godliness to the old man's wrist in a staid red robe.

In the next second, the power faded, and everything was restored, as if nothing had happened.

There is only one thing that has undergone earth-shaking changes. That is the old man in red robes. His palms are still held high, but there is no longer a flash of thunder, but a line has been added to the wrist.

A crystalline purple thread.

"This is ... a bundle of silk!"

The old man in the red robe changed his face, looked at the silk thread on his wrist, and looked at the opposite boy. He gritted his teeth and said, "When was it tied to my wrist? Damn ants, I must kill you!"

"kill me?"

Ling Xian seemed to have heard a funny joke, her mouth raised, and said, "Do you still have that ability, hit the bundle of silk, and want to use your power, stop dreaming."

In the distance, Situ Nan also flew over and looked at the red-robed old man in a thunderous thunder. Haha laughed: "Okay, I didn't expect you to have it today, I dare you to be brave!"

"You, you guys, **** it, wait for me. It ’s impossible to bundle my silk for a lifetime, and when I recover, I have to kill you all!" The old man in the red robe looked stern and lost his mana, Although you can still float in the sky, you cannot cast any spells.

"Thousands of knives?" Ling Xian's mouth slightly tilted, and in the astonished gaze of the old man in the red robe, he slapped his palm in the past.

Snapped!

The old man in red robe covered his left half of his face, his eyes staring at Ling Xian dumbly, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

Beat yourself?

Beaten by a gnat in a gas refining period?

"I can't see the idiot in front of the situation. Now I'm a sword, you're a fish, and you dare to be as arrogant as a genius, I don't know if I live or die!" Ling Xian sneered, and slap in the past.

Snapped!

Another crunch, the old man in the red robe angered the crown, and growled in the sky: "Damn ants, how dare you humiliate me so much? I must make you worse than death!"

Although his mana was imprisoned by the bundled **** silk, unable to resist Ling Xian's attack, his own physical body was still there, so Ling Xian could not hurt him. He could not even leave a handprint on his face. The slap of the monks during the refining period was a shame in itself.

He is a magnanimous powerhouse, even if he is slapped by the power of the Yuanying Powerhouse, let alone a gas-refining monk who is regarded by him as a gnat.

This made him full of resentment, staring at Ling Xian with his eyes fixed, vowing that the person in front of him must be broken.

"Okay, I'm waiting." Lingxian raised his mouth and opened his bow with both hands, slap the old man seven or eight times in a row.

"Papapapapap ..."

A series of crisp sounds sounded.

"what!"

An earth-shattering roar sounded, and the old man in the red robe was full of grief and indignation, and his whole body began to sting, but his body was imprisoned and his mana was imprisoned. The slightest resistance.

Looking at the angry old man in the red robe, Ling Xian's expression gradually cooled down, and said, "Although I can't help you now, but you remember, I will definitely cut off your head for up to ten years."

"Lingxian, I'm so weak now that I can't hurt his physical body, and the bundle of silk can only trap him for half an hour, so let's go first." Situ Nan on the side suddenly said, His shoulders were still bleeding, pale and scary.

"Well, that's fine." Ling Xian nodded, then landed on the boat of God, and found that the object had been destroyed by the old man in the red robe and could not continue to fly. Jiutianyi flew. "

After that, he slowly stretched the Nine Heavenly God Wings, grabbed Situ Nan's shoulders, and led him galloping northward.

Looking at the back of Lingxian's departure, the old man in red robe smiled and said to himself: "Run, run away, do you think you will be **** with a bundle of **** silk, will I not catch you? Hey, go and see, kid, I'll make you regret the price you just paid! "

...

The ancient trees here are lush and green, but it is a large forest that stretches for thousands of miles.

In a gloomy cave, Situ Nan was pale and cold sweat dripped from his forehead, showing how much pain he was suffering at this time.

Ling Xian was also swollen with blood and his eyes were a little dim. He withstood the thunder of the old man in red, and the injuries were not minor, but compared to Situ Nan, his injuries were not serious, at least he could move freely.

Just before, he and Situ Nan flew all the way, originally intended to go directly to Wan Jianzong, but Situ Nan's injuries were too serious to travel long distances, so Ling Xian had to find a place to settle first.

Looking at Situ Nan, whose face was distorted due to pain, Ling Xian grinned bitterly, and said, "Elder Situ, do you go out without healing elixir?"

"Well, I left Wan Jianzong this time to execute a sect gate, but the enemy was stronger. Although I completed the mission, all the elixir healed was also taken by me. Now, one in the storage bag The elixir is gone, too. "Situ Nan pulled a corner of his mouth, revealing a reluctant smile.

Ling Xian's brows were tightly frowned, and she felt quite troublesome. At the same time, she also regretted her carelessness. If he had an alchemy furnace in his hand, he would naturally be able to remedy the elixir of saliva, and it would not be as it is today.

With a sigh, Ling Xian held a try attitude and asked: "Elder Szeto, do you have any alchemy furnace?"

"This ..." Situ Nan hesitated for a moment, and groaned. "It seems that there really is one. It is a prize I won from a competition. Unfortunately, I don't know the way of practicing alchemy. I have been idle in the corner. You ask." What does this do? "

Ling Xian's spirit was refreshed. He didn't have much hope at first. He did not expect that Situ Nan really had it. This made him overjoyed and laughed, "Nature is alchemy."

"Will you practice alchemy?" Situ Nan flashed a surprise in his eyes, and then fell into a ecstasy. His injury was very serious. If there is no elixir, only the body's self-healing ability may not wait for the injury. Return to the West.

"Of course I do." Ling Xian nodded with a smile.

"Well, you wait, I'll give it to you." Situ Nan looked with a smile, hurriedly poured the spirit into the storage bag, rummaged for a long time, and finally took out a purple danding from it.

The height of this tripod is half high, and the whole body is purple. It is engraved with sun, moon, stars, flowers, birds, fish, insects and other patterns. It is vivid and lifelike. A layer of lavender treasure light slowly flows, and it looks not low in grade.

"Good tripod!" Ling Xian's eyes brightened.

"That is, this tripod is a prize I won. It's quite extraordinary." Situ Nan smiled, his eyes were hard to hide, and said, "Lingxian, you can practice the alchemy, I can't support this old bone. How long."

"Elder Situ, please wait a moment." Ling Xian calmed him, and then immersed himself in the mind. The second half of Dan Tao's highest inheritance of the "Book of Dan" came to mind, and all kinds of magical Dan Fang passed quickly.

"Danjing" is the work of Danxian Liancang, which records his lifelong learning and embodies his life's work. Before Danzu's inheritance, it can be called Dandao Supreme Heritage. The upper part records The Dan Dao experience summarized by Dan Xian, while the second half contains many refining the sky, or Dan Fang he thinks is good,

After a long while, Ling Xian searched the Dan Fang recorded in the Book of Dan carefully, and finally, a kind of Dan Fang named Everlasting Dan came into view.

This grade of Dan is not high, only eight grades, but the treatment of trauma is quite significant, which is very suitable for Ling Dao's realm of Dan Dao at the moment and Situ Nan's injury.

What's more, Dan needs only five kinds of elixir to make it, and it happens that these five kinds of elixir are available in Lingxian.

"It's really lucky, Elder Szeto, I have thought of the elixir that can cure your injury." Ling Xian quietly relieved.

"Oh?" Situ Nan suddenly exploded in his eyes, and eagerly asked, "What is the elixir?"

"Eternal life, elder Szeto, have you ever heard of it?" Ling Xian smiled slightly, took out five elixir shining from the storage bag, and then wiped off the dust on the purple Danding, ready to open the furnace. Alchemy.

"Have you heard of it, what grade is it?" Situ Nan shook his head. He was not an alchemist, and naturally he was not very familiar with elixir.

"Bapin." Ling Xian replied.

"Is it only Bapin ..." Situ Nan sighed lightly, his injury was not light, let alone Bapin Lingdan, even Qipin may not be cured, so when Lingxian said that the refined Dan When the medicine was only eight grades, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, and he said, "The eight grades are the eight grades, which is better than nothing, but you can make the eight grades of elixir when you are young. Your talents in Dandao are not weak. "

"The elder Stuart has passed the award. Wait for a moment, and it will be refined soon." Ling Xian smiled slightly, he noticed the disappointment flashing in Situ Nan's eyes, but he didn't say much, waited for the refining After that, everything is clear.

After placing the five elixirs separately, Lingxian took a deep breath and adjusted the spirit to the highest state.

In fact, since he came out of the mystery, because he killed too many monsters and swallowed many souls of monsters, his power of spirits has already broken through the eight-pin realm.

Therefore, he dared to make endless spirits.

Ling Xian held his breath, and a powerful force rushed into Dan Ding, activating the magic circle in it, and then he slowly extended his right hand, and a silver-white flame emerged from the world.

With a breeze, the flames of the evil spirit poured into Danding, and instantly turned into a raging fire, which permeated the entire Danding, and the temperature in the cave suddenly rose.

Looking at the jumping silver-white flame, Situ Nan was shocked, and there was a disbelief in his eyes, and he lost his voice: "This is the legendary fire?"