Cultivation of Immortality

When Langxing rushed towards Jieyun, Linghe fled in the opposite direction. The power of the thunder made it not even dare to utter a cry.

Wu Xia stepped back in fear while looking at Lang Xing's figure reluctantly. She was really sad. Even if her opponent was a great magical power, she would rush forward and fight side by side with Lang Xing without any hesitation, but she could die without any regrets. She was really helpless in the face of resentful spirits and catastrophes.

When the first thunder struck down, she felt as if it had struck her heart. It was a mixture of panic and stinging sensation.

Before the pain in her heart spread, she was shocked to see a thunderbolt flying out from beside Langxing. It was thicker and more powerful than the one that struck down. The two thunderbolts collided with each other in a strange way. fused together without making the slightest sound.

Wu Xia's breathing stopped, her eyes that were half covered with tears widened, and what she heard in her ears was the beating of her own heartbeat like a drum.

She had seen the lightning that flew out from Langxing's body before. It was this treasure that was used when Langxing participated in the battle between the three feathered monks in Beihai.

The second sky thunder followed closely, and Lang Xing didn't even care about it. He let the Shui Ting Sword absorb the sky thunder, and he leisurely looked at the corpse of the Hentian Fairy below.

Wu Xia exhaled the turbid breath held in her chest, followed by a burst of rapid breathing. Between the exhalation and inhalation, a little crying came out of her pretty nose. It would be more appropriate to say that she was crying. The look on her face Her expression also looked like she was about to cry. She really wanted to cry, she wanted to cry when she was excited, she wanted to cry when she was angry, she wanted to cry when she was upset.

Lang Xing actually has such great abilities! If she had known this, she would have made a pretense and rushed forward. This was simply too bullying. At the same time, she was so happy that Lang Xing was safe and sound that she wanted to cry.

"Don't come here!" Just as she was about to fly over, a stern spiritual message came from Langxing, which scared her and made her tremble and stop. This spiritual message made her realize that Langxing didn't seem to be what he seemed. So easy.

Lang Xing is indeed not relaxed at all. He is not pretending to be leisurely and ignores the Shui Ting Sword, but he is busy using his mind and magical powers to appease the resentful spirit that has just been born. That resentful spirit poses a far greater threat to him than the thunder from the sky. Much bigger. The reason why he took such a big risk to save the resentful spirit was firstly because he was full of curiosity about the transformation of resentment into spirits. Secondly, he pitied the tragic experience of the Hentian Fairy and could not bear to let the resentful spirit left behind by her. Destroyed by catastrophe.

The thunder that struck down was only as thick as a little finger, and there were only five of them. The fifth most powerful one was only as thick as a thumb, and the Shui Ting Sword was not even full.

After the calamity cloud dissipated, Wuxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously leaned over there again.

"Let's go." Langxing flew over with a stern look on his face, pulling her to fly away quickly.

"How's it going? I haven't seen it clearly yet." Wuxia wanted to see what the transformed spirit looked like.

"The spirit body has just formed. It is not appropriate to disturb it now." Langxing passed a picture to her. In the picture, there was a palm-sized light fog. The fog seemed to hide an invisible thing. The thing seemed to be in a panic. It rushed left and right with the mist, but it only moved within a few feet of the head of the Hentian Fairy. It seemed that it was frightened by the thunder above.

Wuxia was greatly surprised, "Is this the transformed spirit body? Can you see it?"

"You can't see it, but you can feel it. This thing has some intelligence and understands that I'm following it, but after the catastrophe, it wants me to stay away.

. "

"Your magical power is so useful." Wu Xia swallowed secretly.

After retrieving the crane, Langxing looked in the direction of the corpse and said, "I'm going to take a look again in a while. Don't go there. It's very aggressive and will probably attack you. We don't know its power yet." How big it is, and the most terrible thing is that I don’t know how to resist its attack.”

"Langxing..." Wuxia took Langxing's arm, "Since it is so dangerous, don't take the risk. Now that we have run out so far, if something happens to you, I may not be able to go back, even for me. You should also be careful."

"Are you scared?" Seeing the timid side of Wu Xia, who was arrogant and not a thing, Lang Xing pinched her nose itchingly.

Wu Xia took advantage of the situation and stuck to him, and said rather reliantly, "Are you not afraid? I have long been afraid of encountering such a weird thing in such a wild place. In this place, you have to be a lonely ghost when you die." "

Langxing hugged her, gently stroked her back and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm somewhat sure. After all, I'm its benefactor, and it's afraid of thunder, so my Water Ting Sword can do it." Shock it."

Wuxia pouted and said, "What do you want? Do you want to find out how it turned into a spirit body? Or do you want to use it for yourself?"

Lang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "I want to do both. If it is really the result of resentment, it will definitely be of great use to a friend of mine. That friend of mine is meditating on the power of telepathy."

"It's not from Yuanyizhou, right?" Wuxia asked with her face raised. As the top disciple of Yin Yang Palace, she was not lacking in knowledge. The one who was best at using telekinesis was Yuanyizhou Xiujie.

"You guessed it, it's their saint." Lang Xing winked. This was not to show off, but to let Wu Xia know that she was in contact with many beauties of her level.

"You are really charming!" Wuxia pinched his chest hard.

"Go, go, don't think too much. My relationship with her is similar to the two of us. We are both good friends."

"Hmph!" Wuxia pushed him away and said sarcastically, "Since it's to please the beauty, I can't stop you anymore."

Lang Xing smiled and said, "If you encounter a treasure that is beneficial to your enlightenment, I will try my best to help you get it like this."

Wu Xia raised her chin teasingly, looked at him and said, "I practice Yin and Yang, and I need a handsome, elegant, intelligent, considerate and gentle man. Please help me find one."

Lang Xing laughed and said, "I can't help you with this, you have to take a look at it yourself."

Wu Xia sighed exaggeratedly, looked to the side and said, "What's the point of just being attracted to me? People also need to be able to like me."

"When fate comes, you will naturally meet someone who can satisfy you." Lang Xing did not dare to say more on this topic. After a perfunctory sentence, he pointed in the direction of the corpse and said, "I have to go and take a look. You Just wait here, don’t go there, I’ll be fine.”

Wuxia turned around, naturally put her hands around his waist, looked into his eyes and warned her heart-wrenchingly, "Be careful, don't leave me alone here." After saying that, she stood on tiptoes and stood on her toes. Lang Xing kissed him on the cheek.

Lang Xing grinned warmly, pinched her delicate and delicate nose again, "Don't worry, I know it well." After saying that, he pushed her away gently and flew away. When Langxing rushed towards Jieyun, Linghe fled in the opposite direction. The power of the thunder made it not even dare to utter a cry.

Wu Xia stepped back in fear while looking at Lang Xing's figure reluctantly. She was really sad. Even if her opponent was a great magical power, she would rush forward and fight side by side with Lang Xing without any hesitation, but she could die without any regrets. She was really helpless in the face of resentful spirits and catastrophes.

When the first thunder struck down, she felt as if it had struck her heart. It was a mixture of panic and stinging sensation.

Before the pain in her heart spread, she was shocked to see a thunderbolt flying out from beside Langxing. It was thicker and more powerful than the one that struck down. The two thunderbolts collided with each other in a strange way. fused together without making the slightest sound.

Wu Xia's breathing stopped, her eyes that were half covered with tears widened, and what she heard in her ears was the beating of her own heartbeat like a drum.

She had seen the lightning that flew out from Langxing's body before. It was this treasure that was used when Langxing participated in the battle between the three feathered monks in Beihai.

The second sky thunder followed closely, and Lang Xing didn't even care about it. He let the Shui Ting Sword absorb the sky thunder, and he leisurely looked at the corpse of the Hentian Fairy below.

Wu Xia exhaled the turbid breath that was held in her chest, followed by a burst of rapid breathing. Between the exhalation and inhalation, a little cry came out of her pretty nose. It would be more appropriate to say that she was crying. The look on her face Her expression also looked like she was about to cry. She really wanted to cry, she wanted to cry when she was excited, she wanted to cry when she was angry, she wanted to cry when she was upset.

Lang Xing actually has such great abilities! If she had known this, she would have made a pretense and rushed forward. This was simply too bullying. At the same time, she was so happy that Lang Xing was safe and sound that she wanted to cry.

"Don't come here!" Just as she was about to fly over, a stern spiritual message came from Langxing, which scared her and made her tremble and stop. This spiritual message made her realize that Langxing didn't seem to be what he seemed. So easy.

Lang Xing is indeed not relaxed at all. He is not pretending to be leisurely and ignores the Shui Ting Sword, but he is busy using his mind and magical powers to appease the resentful spirit that has just been born. That resentful spirit poses a far greater threat to him than the thunder from the sky. Much bigger. The reason why he took such a big risk to save the resentful spirit was firstly because he was full of curiosity about the transformation of resentment into spirits. Secondly, he pitied the tragic experience of the Hentian Fairy and could not bear to let the resentful spirit left behind by her. Destroyed by catastrophe.

The thunder that struck down was only as thick as a little finger, and there were only five of them. The fifth most powerful one was only as thick as a thumb, and the Shui Ting Sword was not even full.

After the calamity cloud dissipated, Wuxia secretly breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously leaned over there again.

"Let's go." Langxing flew over with a stern look on his face, pulling her to fly away quickly.

"How's it going? I haven't seen it clearly yet." Wuxia wanted to see what the transformed spirit looked like.

"The spirit body has just formed. It is not appropriate to disturb it now." Langxing passed a picture to her. In the picture, there was a palm-sized light fog. The fog seemed to hide an invisible thing. The thing seemed to be in a panic. It rushed left and right with the mist, but it only moved within a few feet of the head of the Hentian Fairy. It seemed that it was frightened by the thunder above.

Wuxia was greatly surprised, "Is this the transformed spirit body? Can you see it?"

"You can't see it, but you can feel it. This thing has some intelligence and understands that I'm following it, but after the catastrophe, it wants me to stay away.

. "

"Your magical power is so useful." Wu Xia swallowed secretly.

After retrieving the crane, Langxing looked in the direction of the corpse and said, "I'm going to take a look again in a while. Don't go there. It's very aggressive and will probably attack you. We don't know its power yet." How big it is, and the most terrible thing is that I don’t know how to resist its attack.”

"Langxing..." Wuxia took Langxing's arm, "Since it is so dangerous, don't take the risk. Now that we have run out so far, if something happens to you, I may not be able to go back, even for me. You should also be careful."

"Are you scared?" Seeing the timid side of Wu Xia, who was arrogant and not a thing, Lang Xing pinched her nose itchingly.

Wu Xia took advantage of the situation and stuck to him, and said rather reliantly, "Are you not afraid? I have long been afraid of encountering such a strange thing in such a wild place. In this place, I have to be a lonely ghost when I die." "

Langxing hugged her, gently stroked her back and said, "It's okay, don't worry, I'm somewhat sure. After all, I'm its benefactor, and it's afraid of thunder, so my Water Ting Sword can Shock it."

Wuxia pouted and said, "What do you want? Do you want to find out how it turned into a spirit body? Or do you want to use it for yourself?"

Lang Xing rolled his eyes and said, "I want to do both. If it is really the result of resentment, it will definitely be of great use to a friend of mine. That friend of mine is meditating on the power of telepathy."

"It's not from Yuanyi Prefecture, right?" Wu Xia asked with her face raised. As the top disciple of Yin Yang Palace, she was not lacking in knowledge. The one who was best at using telekinesis was Yuen Yi Prefecture Xiujie.

"You guessed it right, it's their saint." Lang Xing winked. This was not to show off, but to let Wu Xia know that she was in contact with many beauties of her level.

"You are really charming!" Wuxia pinched his chest hard.

"Go, go, don't think too much. My relationship with her is similar to the two of us. We are both good friends."

"Hmph!" Wuxia pushed him away and said sarcastically, "Since it's to please the beauty, I can't stop you anymore."

Lang Xing smiled and said, "If you encounter a treasure that is beneficial to your enlightenment, I will try my best to help you get it like this."

Wu Xia raised her chin teasingly, looked at him and said, "I practice Yin and Yang, and I need a handsome, elegant, intelligent, considerate and gentle man. Please help me find one."

Lang Xing laughed and said, "I can't help you with this, you have to take a look at it yourself."

Wu Xia sighed exaggeratedly, looked to the side and said, "What's the point of just being attracted to me? People also need to be able to like me."

"When fate comes, you will naturally meet someone who can satisfy you." Lang Xing did not dare to say more on this topic. After a perfunctory sentence, he pointed in the direction of the corpse and said, "I have to go and take a look. You Just wait here, don’t go there, I’ll be fine.”

Wuxia turned around, naturally put her hands around his waist, looked into his eyes and warned her heart-wrenchingly, "Be careful, don't leave me alone here." After saying that, she stood on tiptoes and stood on her toes. Lang Xing kissed him on the cheek.

Lang Xing grinned warmly, pinched her delicate and delicate nose again, "Don't worry, I know it well." After saying that, he pushed her away gently and flew away.