Painting of the Nine Immortals

It was high noon, and it was noon.

Infinite rays of light fall and shine on more than a hundred elixirs to make them more beautiful. The rich aroma spreads for ten miles, and even if you smell it, there is a sense of whole body comfort.

This made the Witch of the Yaoshui Tribe all excited and shocked. I didn't expect that Ling Xian could really take out a hundred pills, and he made them on the spot.

"Inconceivable, I could see more than a hundred pills." The old man murmured, his face filled with incredible.

It took a while for him to calm the excitement in his chest, but his voice was still a little trembling.

"Seniors can do this, it really opens my eyes."

Hearing that Ling Xian's expression was calm, still so light and light.

There are more than a hundred elixir in his eyes. In his eyes, it is just a trivial matter that is nothing at all.

At the moment, he chuckled: "Elixir has been refined. As long as you promise me, these elixir will belong to the demon water tribe."

The words fell, and the crowd became more and more excited. Although there was no express word, the meaning revealed was to urge the old man to agree quickly.

Old people mean the same thing.

How precious is more than a hundred elixir, he doesn't know, but he knows that this is enough wealth to make medium-sized tribes tempted!

And this wealth is just another chance to watch his demon water tribe totem. If he doesn't agree, it will be the biggest fool in the world.

Therefore, the old man pleased with a smile on his face and said, "I promise, I promise, the seniors can watch the totem at any time, as long as they can."

Hearing that, Ling Xian smiled.

He had known for a long time that the monster water tribe would not refuse, even if it was a medium-sized tribe.

"Very well, then please ask the patriarch to take me." Ling Xian was satisfied, and her big sleeves fluttered, and the panacea flew towards the old man.

This makes the smile on the old man's face richer and more authentic.

He was very clear about how the strong did the faction. With Lingxian's strength, even if he made it clear that he wanted to rob the totem, the monster tribe had no resistance.

But not only did he not, but he paid a generous price for trading. Such conduct deserves his respect.

At the moment, he stretched out his right hand and motioned for Ling Xian to follow him, and then walked towards the place where the totem was placed.

After a while, Lingxian followed the person into the totem house and saw a totem similar to the weak water tribe.

I saw that it was also composed of blue lines, which was so magnificent and mysterious, but every stroke was different from the demon water tribe.

Seeing this, Ling Xian's star eyes lit up, flashing the color of expectation.

Not only because he can continue to understand the way of co-working, but also because he can verify whether he really has the ability to copy.

"Well, let's step back first. I will leave by myself after I realize it." Ling Xian waved his hand.

After hearing that, the old man stepped back and closed the door for him.

"Let's start to comprehend it. I'd like to see if there will be a totem tattoo on my body this time." Ling Xian raised his mouth, and then poured the spirit into the totem.

The next moment, he saw the endless waves of the Yangtze River, but he did not see the figure of water and gods working together.

In this regard, Ling Xian was not surprised.

The complete co-working totem has been split into countless parts, some can evolve the ontology, some cannot, and it is reasonable.

Therefore, Ling Xian was not surprised, and was concentrating on the totem in front of her. At the same time, his accomplishments on the Avenue of Water have gradually deepened.

After a while, he had already realized the avenue hidden in this totem, and naturally withdrew from the state of realization.

"Sure enough, they are all low-level totems, and there are very few avenues. With their own understanding, they will soon be able to understand."

Ling Xian slightly regretted it, but the next moment, she turned to expectation.

Understanding Totem is just one reason for his trip, and more is to verify whether he really has the ability to copy.

Therefore, Ling Xian stood quietly, waiting for a change in the totem on the wall.

The next moment, the scene he was expecting appeared.

I saw the totem on the wall suddenly glow, sketching a pattern exactly the same in the air, and then poured into Ling Xian's left arm, leaving a tattoo-like mark.

The process is exactly the same as his previous experience.

This caused Ling Xian to shake. If it was a coincidence, it would not be explained by coincidence. There must be a reason.

However, he did not know what it was, even if he was thinking wildly, he could not guess.

This fact is incredible, even if he, who does not know Totem, knows that this is impossible.

Don't forget, this is the Witch God Totem. If even this can be copied, wouldn't the twelve Witch Gods be a joke?

"It's unbelievable that I can really copy the totem, and it's a witch **** totem ..."

Ling Xian set off a huge wave in his heart, and Rao was shocked by the matter.

Although he copied only low-level totems twice, it was essentially the Witch God, and what level of Witch God was the strong one?

Even if it is not the strongest in Kulai, it is definitely second only to Xeon!

How can the totems left by such strong men be copied? Even the totems left by Dawu have never heard of being copied.

"Let's not talk about whether the totem can be copied, but why can't I copy the totem ..."

Ling Xian frowned and thought, he admits that he is a existence that breaks the common sense. Since his debut, he has broken the common sense all the time, and he has a lot of things against him.

But he couldn't figure out why he could copy the totem himself.

"Don't say you've seen a totem before, even if you haven't heard of it, how could you have the ability to copy a totem?"

Ling Xian's frown was very puzzling, but one thing he was sure of was that he must have a connection with Totem.

Otherwise, it will never be possible.

"A headache."

Ling Xian smiled bitterly, but she couldn't think of it, but after thinking about it, he suddenly felt that it was something that should be happy.

Copy the totem!

Who can change this kind of anti-sky power, can't you feel happy?

Because it means not only to understand the totem anytime, anywhere, but also to use the special ability of the totem.

As mentioned earlier, totems can be used not only for enlightenment but also as a secret treasure. Maybe the power of low-level totems is very poor, Lingxian does not need them at all, but what about top-level totems and complete totems?

The top-level totem is not to be mentioned for the time being, but the complete Witch-God Totem, but the world-renowned Xeon treasure, is the true **** of the world!

In this way, who can not feel happy? Even the superb power of the Witch tribe must be ecstatic!

Therefore, Ling Xian's face showed joy, especially when he found that the two lower totems on his arm began to merge, and the joy on his face became stronger.

Blending means that the totem on his arm is no different from the totem on the wall, and can also grow through devouring.

To put it plainly, there is the potential to grow to a full totem!