Cultivation of Immortality

"It's a scam..." The person who was invaded by the smoke exclaimed and fell down.

His exclamation came too late, as dark red magic clouds had already appeared in the sky.

"Zixiao Lingri! He is... running!" This was the urgent cry of a hidden great monk while escaping. He was quick enough to see the opportunity, but under the calculation of the little devil, he could not escape the trap. Zhiyu, when he just stretched out his body, he felt the surroundings were stagnant. In horror, he used his spiritual consciousness to see an ancient mirror spinning above the old man's head. During the battle at Wu Xian Mountain, this ancient mirror was spinning. The mirror once caused the Huayu monks to slow down their movements, so it would naturally be effective against these great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

The sudden incident disturbed the hearts of several great monks, especially when they heard the four words "Zixiao Lingri", they all knew who this old man was, and they also understood that the little devil was here for revenge! More than three thousand years have passed, and the little devil has grown from the little devil in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who came to cause trouble last time to a big devil who can kill the Feathered Monk. It is not something they can match. At this moment, everyone is thinking They had no fighting spirit to save their lives, but the rotating ancient mirror hindered their escape. Although the obstruction only had a small delaying effect, in the later battle of Nascent Soul, this was It's enough to be fatal.

As seven finger-thick purple lights flashed down from the dark red clouds, seven screams sounded simultaneously. Even the first person to escape was not spared, and the red clouds in the sky immediately dissipated.

Although Xinxie's understanding of Zixiao Lingri has made great progress during this period, attacking seven late-stage Nascent Soul monks at the same time can only cause them to be severely damaged in a short period of time, and they cannot kill them in one blow. So after using Zixiao Lingri, he immediately activated the rusty ancient sword. With bursts of colorful brilliance shining, the ancient sword pierced through the Qi Palace of the falling people one by one, destroying their Yuan Qi first. Ying, ruined their cultivation.

Including the people who had been poisoned before, a total of eight great monks of the late Nascent Soul fell into the forest sea below. The little devil wiped his face and turned away a piece of used top-grade disguised human skin. He held the ancient The sword urged the ancient mirror above his head to continue rotating, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars searched around slowly and carefully with a bit of sarcasm.

"Come out, you are the only one missing from the nine people who massacred my three brothers." As he spoke, his gaze stopped, and the ancient mirror rotating above his head also stopped rotating, and it looked at the place where he was staring. .

Suddenly, a white light flashed, which was the light that flashed when the escape magic weapon was activated. The white light burst into colorful colors as soon as it flashed. Xinxie raised his hand to catch the flying ancient sword, and looked at it. A happy smile appeared on the corner of the mouth in that empty place, and the last hidden monk was turned into nothing. Not even the Qiankun Bag and other items were left.

The wailing calls for help in the forest were still coming and going. They were calling on the three great monks who were hundreds of miles away to watch the fun to help them escape. But they, who had lost all their cultivation, could no longer see the few who were watching the fun. He had long since escaped without a trace.

Xinxie gathered the eight of them together, used spiritual power to transform the figures of the three brothers who died that year, then slowly stabbed their throats one by one with a sword, and finally collected their Qiankun bags and waved them away Become invisible.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end. When he put away the images of the three brothers, he also put away the anger on his face and looked up at the isolation circle above.

The ashen-faced middle-aged scribe flew over obediently from the magic circle, knelt in front of Xinxie and offered up the water-pink dress he had been holding in his hand. Everything happened so fast, and he witnessed the little Due to the devil's bravery, he lost the courage to escape, and he also knew that with his own ability, he would never be able to escape from others.

Xinxie was indeed thinking about him. It should be said that he was thinking about this dress. After taking the dress, he waved his hand and silenced the middle-aged scribe. After killing him, he said lightly, "Three thousand years." You haven’t entered the Nascent Soul stage yet, so don’t suffer this.”

As he floated away, Xinxie's eyes flashed with excitement. He didn't expect that this time would be so smooth. Speaking of which, half of this operation was forced to get the spiritual treasure for Zhuo'er. He had not yet made up his mind when he left Zixiao Palace. Revenge for the three dead brothers had been his wish for more than three thousand years. However, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch them all and alert them, so he has not taken any measures against this group of people. Action, this time it was a gamble. Since the battle of Wu Xian Mountain, he had not officially fought against anyone. The results of this test made him quite satisfied, especially the Zixiao Lingri who broke through the seventh level. The power exceeded his expectations, and all these years of understanding were truly worth it.

Not only did he kill all nine enemies during this trip, but he also harvested eight Qiankun bags. It was a great harvest. He planned to give the dress that Bu Yunxianzun personally refined to Shen Qing as repayment for Shen Qing's return of Shizuka's immortal clothes. Let’s go back and open the eight Qiankun bags later to see if there are any good things to give to Lang Xing. Although this kid is not as interesting as his junior brother, the more I look at him, the more I like him. I think that this kid is so naive and silly. Smiling, a rare happy smile appeared in Xinxie's eyes, which was in a good mood.

His good mood ended when he returned to the cave where Zhui'er was placed. Zhui'er was no longer there. Only a jade slip was left in the cave. After seeing the jade slip, Xinxie said nothing. He stretched out his body and galloped towards the north.

Just two hours ago, Zhui'er was lying leisurely at the entrance of the cave watching the snow scene. Not long after Xinxie left, he came up from the underground. The snow scene here was so beautiful. He felt that he could not sleep in this deserted place. If something happens, there's no need to stay underground all the time.

Xinxie left for four days. He watched the snow scene for four days, and then he became a little crazy. Just two hours before Xinxie came back, Zhui'er suddenly felt dazzled because he saw Shen Qing appear in front of her. in front of.

Seeing Zhui'er blinking hard, Shen Qing said, "I'm here to pick you up, hurry up!"

Zhui'er was shocked and said, "Is it really you? How did you know I'm here?"

Shen Qing pulled him up and flew into the air, explaining, "Shu Yan saw it. She saw you and Xinxie coming all the way here."

Zhui'er said in surprise, "Ah! So she has seen me several times? Has her spiritual eye achieved a breakthrough?"

"I just look for you to be particularly effective, and I will see you five times out of ten."

"Hehe..." Zhui'er giggled happily, suddenly thinking of Xinxie, and said hurriedly, "We can't just leave like this. The Six Immortals are going to go with us to find the Lingxin Clan." "There's a trick..." The person who was invaded by the smoke let out this exclamation and fell down.

His exclamation came too late, as dark red magic clouds had already appeared in the sky.

"Zixiao Lingri! He is... running!" This was the urgent cry of a hidden great monk while escaping. He was quick enough to see the opportunity, but under the calculation of the little devil, he could not escape the trap. Zhiyu, when he just stretched out his body, he felt the surroundings were stagnant. In horror, he used his spiritual consciousness to see an ancient mirror spinning above the old man's head. During the battle at Wu Xian Mountain, this ancient mirror was spinning. The mirror once caused the Huayu monks to slow down their movements, so it would naturally be effective against these late Nascent Soul monks.

The sudden incident disturbed the hearts of several great monks, especially when they heard the four words "Zixiao Lingri", they all knew who this old man was, and they also understood that the little devil was here for revenge! More than three thousand years have passed, and the little devil has grown from the little devil in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who came to cause trouble last time to a big devil who can kill the Feathered Monk. It is not something they can match. At this moment, everyone is thinking They had no fighting spirit to save their lives, but the rotating ancient mirror hindered their escape. Although the obstruction only had a small delaying effect, in the later battle of Nascent Soul, this was It's enough to be fatal.

As seven finger-thick purple lights flashed down from the dark red clouds, seven screams sounded simultaneously. Even the first person to escape was not spared, and the red clouds in the sky immediately dissipated.

Although Xinxie's understanding of Zixiao Lingri has made great progress during this period, attacking seven late-stage Nascent Soul monks at the same time can only cause them to be severely damaged in a short period of time, and they cannot kill them in one blow. So after using Zixiao Lingri, he immediately activated the rusty ancient sword. With bursts of colorful brilliance shining, the ancient sword pierced through the Qi Palace of the falling people one by one, destroying their Yuan Qi first. Ying, ruined their cultivation.

Including the people who had been poisoned before, a total of eight great monks of the late Nascent Soul fell into the forest sea below. The little devil wiped his face and turned away a piece of used top-grade disguised human skin. He held the ancient The sword urged the ancient mirror above his head to continue rotating, and a pair of eyes as bright as stars searched around slowly and carefully with a bit of sarcasm.

"Come out, you are the only one missing from the nine people who massacred my three brothers." As he spoke, his gaze stopped, and the ancient mirror rotating above his head also stopped rotating, and it looked at the place where he was staring. .

Suddenly, a white light flashed, which was the light that flashed when the escape magic weapon was activated. The white light burst into colorful colors as soon as it flashed. Xinxie raised his hand to catch the flying ancient sword, and looked at it. A happy smile appeared on the corner of the mouth in that empty place, and the last hidden monk was turned into nothing. Not even the Qiankun Bag and other items were left.

The wailing calls for help in the forest were still coming and going. They were calling on the three great monks who were hundreds of miles away to watch the fun to help them escape. But they, who had lost all their cultivation, could no longer see the few who were watching the fun. He had long since escaped without a trace.

Xinxie gathered the eight of them together, used spiritual power to transform the figures of the three brothers who died that year, then slowly stabbed their throats one by one with a sword, and finally collected their Qiankun bags and waved them away Become invisible.

He didn't say a word from beginning to end. When he put away the images of the three brothers, he also put away the anger on his face and looked up at the isolation circle above.

The ashen-faced middle-aged scribe flew over obediently from the magic circle, knelt in front of Xinxie and offered up the water-pink dress he had been holding in his hand. Everything happened so fast, and he witnessed the little Due to the devil's bravery, he lost the courage to escape, and he also knew that with his own ability, he would never be able to escape from others.

Xinxie was indeed thinking about him. It should be said that he was thinking about this dress. After taking the dress, he waved his hand and silenced the middle-aged scribe. After killing him, he said lightly, "Three thousand years." You haven’t entered the Nascent Soul stage yet, so don’t suffer this.”

As he floated away, Xinxie's eyes flashed with excitement. He didn't expect that this time would be so smooth. Speaking of which, half of this operation was forced to get the spiritual treasure for Zhuo'er. He had not yet made up his mind when he left Zixiao Palace. Revenge for the three dead brothers had been his wish for more than three thousand years. However, he was afraid that he would not be able to catch them all and alert them, so he has not taken any measures against this group of people. Action, this time it was a gamble. Since the battle of Wu Xian Mountain, he had not officially fought against anyone. The results of this test made him quite satisfied, especially the Zixiao Lingri who broke through the seventh level. The power exceeded his expectations, and all these years of understanding were truly worth it.

Not only did he kill all nine enemies during this trip, but he also harvested eight Qiankun bags. It was a great harvest. He planned to give the dress that Bu Yunxianzun personally refined to Shen Qing as repayment for Shen Qing's return of Shizuka's immortal clothes. Let’s go back and open the eight Qiankun bags later to see if there are any good things to give to Lang Xing. Although this kid is not as interesting as his junior brother, the more I look at him, the more I like him. I think that this kid is so naive and silly. Smiling, a rare happy smile appeared in Xinxie's eyes, which was in a good mood.

His good mood ended when he returned to the cave where Zhui'er was placed. Zhui'er was no longer there. Only a jade slip was left in the cave. After seeing the jade slip, Xinxie said nothing. He stretched out his body and galloped towards the north.

Just two hours ago, Zhui'er was lying leisurely at the entrance of the cave watching the snow scene. Not long after Xinxie left, he came up from the underground. The snow scene here was so beautiful. He felt that he could not sleep in this deserted place. If something happens, there's no need to stay underground all the time.

Xinxie left for four days. He watched the snow scene for four days, and then he became a little crazy. Just two hours before Xinxie came back, Zhui'er suddenly felt dazzled because he saw Shen Qing appear in front of her. in front of.

Seeing Zhui'er blinking hard, Shen Qing said, "I'm here to pick you up, hurry up!"

Zhui'er was shocked and said, "Is it really you? How did you know I'm here?"

Shen Qing pulled him up and flew into the air, explaining, "Shu Yan saw it. She saw you and Xinxie coming all the way here."

Zhui'er said in surprise, "Ah! So she has seen me several times? Has her spiritual eye achieved a breakthrough?"

"I just look for you to be particularly effective, and I will see you five times out of ten."

"Hehe..." Zhui'er giggled happily, suddenly thinking of Xinxie, and said hurriedly, "We can't just leave like this. The Sixth Immortal Lord is planning to go with us to find the Spirit Heart Clan."