Your Chance Is Good, Now It's Mine!

The two were dressed in blue and white Taoist robes.

The chest and sleeves are embroidered with cloud patterns.

Ling Xuan recognized this robe, which was worn by the monks of Liuyun Mansion on Liuyun Island.

Moreover, only Song Zhenfei's confidantes are eligible to wear it.

When the two saw Ling Xuan from a distance, they were overjoyed and rushed forward immediately.

"Island Master Ling! Finally, you are back!"

"Our Island Master Song has been thinking about you all the time. You are finally back!"

The two were extremely enthusiastic.

After listening to their words, Ling Xuan suddenly realized.

It turned out that Song Zhenfei was grateful for his life-saving grace and specially sent someone to stay here to wait.

Unexpectedly, Ling Xuan disappeared for several months before returning.

Can worry them badly.

"I'm delayed because I have something to do, which makes Brother Song worry."

"I'm going to Liuyun Island now."

Ling Xuan couldn't help but laugh.

"No, no, we have sent a letter to Island Master Song, and he will come over immediately."

A monk said seriously.

As soon as the voice fell, a stream of light appeared in the sky.

Immediately after that was Song Zhenfei's vigorous laughter.

"Brother Ling! You are finally back!"

Song Zhenfei looked at the young monk in front of him, feeling very emotional.

When we met for the first time, it was Shi Tianhao who brought Ling Xuan.

I thought to myself, Ling Xuan and Shi Tianhao are friends, so they are also my friends.

Never thought how long it had passed, Shi Tianhao wanted to divert the trouble to the east, trying to use him to delay Yin Zanhua's pursuit.

Fortunately, Ling Xuan left a reminder before leaving.

If it weren't for this, with the powerful strength of the Eighteen Cave Masters of Yin Zanghua, I'm afraid he would have been decapitated long ago and died without a whole body.

Song Zhenfei said solemnly, "Ling Xuan! Brother Ling! You are my savior!"

"From now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Ling Xuan couldn't help laughing, "Brother Song doesn't need to be like this, you are a good person, and I just did what I should do."

The two chatted for a long time.

Song Zhenfei didn't want to leave until the sun went down.

Before leaving, he also invited Ling Xuan to visit his Liuyun Island after a while, and he wanted to host a banquet for Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan has never been interested in banquets, so he declined.

"Finally back to Qingxuan Island again."

In the underground practice room of Qingxuan Island, Ling Xuan let out a breath of foul air and smiled slightly.

He immediately took out the Chiyang Heavenly Book.

This holy artifact has been imprinted with divine sense by Shi Tianhao.

Now I still need to erase the mark on it and re-sacrifice with blood.

However, this is not a difficult task for Ling Xuan.

Besides, there is still a lot of time before Cangqing Supreme's Cave Mansion opens, and I have plenty of time to sacrifice and warm this holy artifact.

Ling Xuan agitated Primordial Spirit, easily erasing the imprint of divine sense.

The next step is to drip the essence and blood into it, and recognize the master again.

This process is even slower.

Taking advantage of the time to recognize the Lord, Ling Xuan opened the Chiyang Heavenly Book and studied it carefully.

He sat quietly, like a sculpture.

Only the eyeballs are moving in the whole body.

A few days later, a flash of inspiration flashed in his eyes.

Stand up abruptly.

The fist swung forward involuntarily.

The next moment, the blood-colored phantom of the dragon arm suddenly appeared.

The dragon's arms are covered with layers of thin and dense blood-colored dragon scales.

Muscles bulge, and evil spirits rise.

boom!

With one punch, the wall suddenly collapsed.

Finely crushed stone chips splashed in all directions.

Ling Xuan took a closer look.

Fine cracks appeared on the walls of the training room.

It spread in all directions like a spider web.