Cultivation of Immortality

The frightened Linghe fluttered its wings and flew high. At this time, a bloody light flew back from the lake. Wuxia was startled again. The speed was too fast. The Blood Spirit Sword was worthy of being the most important treasure of the Longfu Sect.

The scent of the Blood Spirit Sword, which had been thirsty for many years, became even more frightening after sucking blood. Wu Xia seemed to be able to feel the joy and excitement of the weapon spirit from its light. It was really a bloodthirsty evil thing.

"Hey!" Lang Xing suddenly raised his eyes and let out a scolding.

"What's wrong? Is it going to attack me?" Wuxia moved to the side sensing it.

"Yes." Lang Xing responded with a gloomy face, and then walked to the tail of Linghe, holding the Blood Spirit Sword diagonally with the tip of the sword facing down.

Wuxia guessed that he must be using his mental power to teach the weapon spirit, but he didn't know what this gesture meant.

After a moment, three small strands of blood flowed out from the three blood beads on the sword and dripped down the tip of the sword.

Only then did Wuxia understand that Emotional Langxing was punishing the weapon spirit by making it spit out the blood it had sucked in. This move was really damaging and cruel. The Blood Spirit Sword had been thirsty for thousands of years, and it had just sucked the blood. Being forced to vomit it out, one can imagine how unwilling the weapon spirit must be.

There are all kinds of things in the world, and it is said that evil people have their own troubles, but such a vicious weapon spirit met with misfortune in the hands of the kind-hearted Lang Xing. Evil people really would not be able to do such a thing, so they tried their best to please this person. The weapon spirit is still afraid of it, but Langxing doesn't care about destroying this spiritual treasure. If the weapon spirit cannot be tamed, he will destroy it without hesitation.

As the cold light in Langxing's eyes grew stronger, more blood flowed out from the three blood beads, and then it turned into a spray. Obviously, the weapon spirit surrendered.

Wu Xia wanted to laugh when she saw it. She was really convinced by Lang Xing. This can be regarded as being strong without desire. Jing Zhang of the Xiangpai sect couldn't completely refine the weapon spirit after using it for three thousand years. It only took a few days in Lang Xing's hands. He was so tormented that he obeyed. It seems that the weapon spirit has been taught to recognize his situation clearly. This

His ability is so incredible, from this aspect, this kid can be regarded as the overlord of the spirit world.

As the Blood Spirit Sword spurted out blood, Langxing looked around, and began to be wary of the unknown Feathered Monk. Three spurts of blood spilled all the way. Wuxia really wanted to know what Qi Ling was feeling at the moment. .

Langxing is very clear about this. The weapon spirit has now completely surrendered, because Langxing can sense it if it resists at the slightest degree, and will immediately threaten him with destruction, so the weapon spirit has regarded him as useless. The gods who couldn't do it were convinced, completely convinced.

Langxing has always treated each other as brothers when it comes to refining spirit treasures. This time is an exception, because this weapon spirit is too cruel and evil, and you can't make friends with it, so you can only rely on persuasion.

When Lang Xing came back with the Blood Spirit Sword that had turned dark green, Wu Xia grinned slightly and asked, "Did he spit it all out?"

Lang Xing pinched the first knuckle of his index finger with his thumb, "Almost that much is left."

"It's damaging enough, so why not let him spit it out." Wu Xia felt a little sympathy for the weapon spirit.

Lang Xing said indignantly, "I'm so greedy for it. If it dares to disobey you again, I will destroy it."

"Alas, the most precious treasure of the Longfu sect has ended up in such a miserable state in your hands." Wu Xia didn't know what to think.

Langxing's eyes were looking around cautiously, and he said absently, "Our lives may be lost in the next moment, do you still have the time to pity it?"

Wu Xia's lips moved, wanting to beg him to tell the truth, whether he was teasing her or not, but Lang Xing's serious look made her embarrassed to ask.

On the second day, Langxing said thoughtfully secretly, "I can't guess how the other party wants to play tricks on us, but they certainly won't leave after releasing the seal for you. I should be the one who triggered it all at once." Having so many spiritual treasures has made him jealous. We want to observe more before taking action. We can't let down our guard, but you don't have to be afraid. If the other party is alone, I am sure to take care of him. The premise is that he cannot make a sneak attack. If you succeed, I will be responsible for protecting the rear, while you monitor the front, and we will continue to use Linghe's speed to force him to reveal his traces and fight him to the end."

Wu Xia looked at Lang Xing and remained silent. If Lang Xing was just teasing her, any positive response would become a stupid joke.

Langxing did what he said, and then began to control the crane to move erratically, sometimes even galloping millions of miles in one breath. Flying in the exotic and strange scenery, Wu Xia was not in the mood to appreciate it. Lang Xing's endless tossing made her more and more nervous. In addition, the monsters she bumped into from time to time made her dare not relax at all.

After more than ten days of being on alert like this, Wu Xia looked obviously haggard, and she began to become suspicious. She really believed that there were monks who were following them, and there were some unexplainable disturbances. She looked like traces of the other party.

"Look at the white clouds on the left, isn't it a bit strange?" Wu Xia's warnings came more and more frequently.

Langxing glanced at the white cloud and said in his heart, "Don't be so nervous. Didn't I tell you? You can't escape my detection within a thousand miles, and that cloud can't even reach five hundred miles. If you continue like this No, let’s adjust it first.” After saying that, he drove the crane towards the forest below.

After setting up several magic circles one after another, and arranging Wuxia and Linghe to rest inside, Langxing stood hidden in the sky, looking to the northwest.

The direction was confused. After walking so far, the vague perception of Concubine Chan in my heart was still as vague as before. It did not become clear and clear due to the shortening of the road. Perhaps this was a sign of the rest of the journey. It's still a long time coming.

No matter how many years it takes, I must meet her! Lang Xing secretly cheered himself up. In fact, to cheer himself up meant that he was starting to waver. He originally thought that he would be able to find Fairy Concubine Chan after passing the Haishan Region. If it took a few more years, then He has to worry about Su Wan and You Fang's affairs. Who knows when these two people will come out of seclusion.

But he has come so far, and he will definitely be unwilling to let him return without success.

An hour later, he flew quietly to the north and set up a defensive formation thousands of miles away. Then he summoned six or seven spiritual treasures to attack it fiercely, making it look like a fierce battle, and then pretended to pursue it. After a while, he hurriedly turned back.

"Let's go! I injured him, I have to take the opportunity to get rid of him!" Returning to the magic circle, he pulled Wuxia onto the crane and started running.

After Wu Xia saw the fierce battle scene he sent, he asked nervously, "Do you think he is seriously injured?"

"It shouldn't be very heavy. This person is obviously very good at defense and invisibility spells, but I think this round of heavy blows is enough for him. Linghe's speed is fast enough. As long as he has a few hours of Soon, he won’t be able to find us.”

This scam was not clever, but Wuxia had fallen into the situation that she had scared herself into a few days ago, and she had just relaxed and was suddenly being urged to escape by Lang Xing, and her heart was still pounding, so she spoke from the bottom of her heart You are willing to believe that the great supernatural power was severely damaged by Lang Xing. Whether lies can deceive people, a very important point is whether what you make up is what the other party wants.