Painting of the Nine Immortals

Ling Xian smiled, her eyes were curious, and she wanted to know what Su Zi had encountered in recent years.

He knew very well that the magic flute was by no means unusual, and it must be the top inheritance of medical ethics. So he was very curious.

"All these years ..."

Su Zi sighed softly, and said, "When you left, I quietly followed you and learned the location of the teleportation array."

"No wonder ..." Ling Xian was surprised, knowing how Su Zi had left the vast mountains.

"After my grandfather died, I lost my trust and wanted to find you."

Su Ziqiao blushed slightly, but soon resumed as usual, saying: "I used the teleportation array to come to a small city in Yunzhou, while working to earn spiritual stone cultivation, and inquiring about you."

"It must be very bitter." Ling Xian sighed softly, and a little pity appeared in Xing Yan's eyes.

He knew very well that Su Zi of that year had only a Qi-refining period. This level was the lowest level in the cultivation of immortals and could only endure the oppression of others.

"bitter?"

Su Zimu showed nostalgia and murmured, "It's really bitter, but I am happy."

After hearing that, Ling Xian was silent.

It is not so much fun as it is willing, but the reason why Su Zi is willing is nothing more than him.

So he was silent and didn't know what to say.

"You know, pretty women always have a lot of trouble, and I'm pretty."

Su Zi rubbed his cheeky face and smiled bitterly: "Because of this face, I have encountered too much trouble. If the old treasurer took care of me more, I'm afraid I would have been reduced to someone's crap. "

Hearing that Ling Xian's heart trembled, the sense of compassion in Xingmu's eyes grew stronger.

"Stop that, it's all over."

Su Zi waved his hand, and suddenly smiled, and said playfully: "Anyway, I'm still complete now."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled for a moment and laughed.

"The turning point of destiny should be in the third year of my arrival in Yunzhou. On that day, I met the Master and taught without death."

Speaking of Master, Su Zi showed a bright smile and said: "She is a very gentle woman, treats me well, like a mother, and gives me the warmth of my home."

"No dead sect ..." Ling Xian frowned slightly, never heard of this sect.

"According to the Master, the Deadly Sect has been passed down in ancient times and has been for thousands of years."

Su Zi smiled slightly and said: "Many of his Famen have saved people. Looking at the medical profession, he is among the top."

"I can see, your flute is quite extraordinary." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"After meeting Master, I followed her through the Quartet and finally came to Jianzhou."

Su Zimu was nostalgic, and sentimentally said: "Thirty years ago, the Master reached its limit, Xian died, and I came to Taohua Town to live in seclusion, regardless of world affairs."

"So it is."

Ling Xian was silent for a moment and said, "Generally speaking, you're fine."

"It's okay, but in my heart, after all, it's empty."

Su Zi took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Is this a break in iron shoes and nowhere to be found? It takes no effort? When I look for you, I find nothing, but I don't look for you anymore. I'm by my side. "

Hearing that Ling Xian smiled bitterly, I don't know what to say.

"Thank you for today's business. In return, I will help you heal these legs." Su Zi shifted the topic, jade hands touched Ling Xian's legs, and the light came out in a flash, and the vitality manifested.

These legs actually felt instantly. Of course, they felt a little crispy.

"What a magic way."

There was a flash of surprise in Ling Xianxing's eyes, his legs had been completely abolished, and even the blood of Tianzun could not circulate.

However, it is so extraordinary that Su Zi just exerted a magical power and made him aware.

"The name of the dead dead is not blown out."

Su Zi smiled proudly, and said, "Each generation has passed on the title of a divine doctor. Although I'm still far from this title, it does not matter to heal your legs."

"Yeah, your girl is the best." Ling Xian smiled softly, and reached out and rubbed her little head.

This action made Su Zi startled, and her face turned red. After that, she shakes off Ling Xian's warm palm and mumbles, "I'm not the little girl back then."

"Also, you have grown up."

Ling Xian sighed, closed her eyes and stopped speaking.

Seeing this, Su Zi did not speak, silently supporting his legs with magical magic.

In this way, time passed little by little.

It took two full hours before Su Zi withdrew his jade hand, and his forehead was fragrant with sweat.

Ling Xian also opened her eyes, blinking with surprise and joy.

Just because he felt that the meridians of his legs had completely healed, that is to say, he was well.

"Sure enough."

Ling Xian raised his mouth, and then he got up and stood up, which made him even more joyful.

Originally, he thought that he would have to stand up if he wanted to find those legendary gods, but he did not expect that Su Zi had only used a spell to restore him.

How can he be displeased?

Although the process is difficult and painful, the results are good and the gains are even more amazing.

The thought of opening up the inner world and truly embarking on the road of invincibility, Ling Xian was full of joy. Although this is just the beginning, the future is more difficult and slimmer.

However, he is confident!

What if no one ever walks through? He wants to be the first in history and set a precedent for all ages!

"Still with you? This is the strongest supernatural power of the Dead Sect."

Su Zi smiled proudly. Since seeing Ling Xian, she recovered a bit of playfulness, and there was no shadow in her smile.

Ling Xian is no longer so cold and melancholy, and has returned to the past indifference.

But what made him helpless was that it had been almost twenty years, and Gong Suoxin had no news at all. This means that there are still no women with three red moles.

"Xiu Wei has broken through, and he should set off to return to the immortal realm. Is it possible ... should I lose faith with others?"

Ling Xian sighed and said, "Wait a minute, at least, you have to solve this trouble first."

"What trouble?" Su Zi stunned slightly.

"The trouble of the Tibetan Sect."

With a slight smile, Ling Xian glanced up at the sky and said, "Since you're here to find trouble, what does it look like to hide?"

As the voice fell, Su Zi's complexion changed slightly, and he was alert. But the thought of this living legend around him suddenly relaxed.

In Xiuxian Realm, the sixth power is the supreme heaven, with absolutely invincible power!

"Did you kill my deputy commander of the Tibetan Sword Sect?"

A man in a black robe manifested in the air, his expression was gloomy and his murderous power was revealed.

"it's me."

Ling Xian admitted frankly, chuckling: "If you are a wise man, you will rot this matter in your heart, otherwise, the inheritance of the Tibetan Sword Sect will be killed in your hands."

"A big breath!"

The man sneered, and said, "I can't stand the Tibetan sword sect standing forever. How can you destroy it?"

"Then try it."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and danced in white, showing the esteem of the Grand Master.