Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Haven't the mushrooms come out yet?" Ling Xian shifted the subject.

"No."

The old man shook his head and sighed softly: "She is still insisting, but in my opinion, it is difficult for her to persist to the end."

"Why?" Ling Xian frowned.

"Her direction is not firm enough."

The old man sighed, and said, "You should have guessed that the more unfaithful you are, the stronger the pain you feel, and the ultimate pain that no one can sustain."

Hearing the words, Ling Xian nodded slightly and agreed with the old man's words.

During the baptism, he had thought of giving up, and at that instant, the pain he felt was extremely intense. When he strangled the idea of ​​giving up, the pain subsided a bit.

This fully proves that the more firm the Tao is, the less painful it will be, and vice versa, it will become more intense.

The more intense the pain, the more people will want to give up.

However, Lingxian does not think that mushrooms will fail.

She may not have a heart for the Tao, but her faith in revenge is very firm and no one can shake it.

"How about a bet?" Ling Xian chuckled.

"How to gamble?" The old man froze slightly.

"Don't you think mushrooms will fail?"

Ling Xian smiled and said, "I think she will succeed, she will succeed."

"You are very confident in her." The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian.

"I know her better than you."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "Dare you gamble?

"What bet?" The old man asked.

"I heard that there is creation in the land of the sea god. If I win, you will give me a chance."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "If I lose, I will send you a bottle of soul water."

"Do you have soul water?"

The old man's spirit was refreshed, and his eyes suddenly burst into a dazzling spirit.

He is a soul body, and to him, nothing is more tempting than raising souls. Even a drop of soul water is enough to make him feel good, let alone a bottle?

"natural."

Ling Xian's expression is calm, but he owns half of Yunhun Lake and a bottle, what's the point?

"Okay, I bet you!"

The old man was excited and somewhat distressed.

He hoped that the mushrooms would be baptized and he would win the soul water.

"That's the answer."

Ling Xian chuckled, and said, "By the way, don't fool me with unworthy opportunities, you have to be equal to Yun Shui's water value."

"Rest assured, if you win, I will send you a peerless creation." The old man smiled mysteriously.

"Peerless?"

Ling Xianxing's eyes brightened, and she said, "Don't feel bad at that time."

"It's up to me to say this, Yun Yun Shui is one of the top five soul raising treasures. Give it to me. Don't regret it." The old man laughed with a joke.

Ling Xian also laughed.

First, he did not think that mushrooms would fail, and second, a bottle of soul-cultivating water was really nothing.

Even if it was a bucket, he would not feel bad.

"Wait, the results will be announced soon."

Ling Xian chuckled, then closed her eyes and no longer spoke.

After half an hour, the void suddenly twisted, and then a peerless figure emerged.

Suddenly, the majestic majesty came, and made her look like the empress of the world, and she came to the Three Thousand Realms and overwhelmed the Nine Heavens.

Just mushrooms.

Her body glowed and she was so **** that she not only reached the extreme, but also reached the seventh stage.

This means that Lingxian has won.

Therefore, he smiled, and the old man was mixed.

But soon, only Hi was left.

The mushroom is the only bloodline of the Poseidon. As a guardian, he naturally hopes that she is good.

"Lingxian, have you been baptized?"

The mushroom was pleasantly surprised and thought for a moment: "If I didn't guess wrong, you should have reached the pinnacle of the seventh realm."

"Good."

Ling Xian smiled gently and said, "Congratulations on reaching the physical state and breaking through to the late stage of the seventh state."

"Unfortunately, I still haven't caught up with you."

"With your qualifications, it's not difficult to catch up with me." Ling Xian chuckled.

"Good."

The old man stared at the mushroom with a burning gaze, and said, "Is your bloodline half awake?"

"Yes."

Mushroom nodded with a smile. The biggest gain of her trip was not that the physical body reached the extreme state, nor did it break through to the late stage of the seventh state, but that it awakened half of the blood.

You know, she inherited the power of the blood of all peoples, and its concentration is close to that of the original Poseidon. Even half awakening is extremely powerful.

"Haha, heaven has eyes!"

The old man laughed loudly and said, "I have someone who succeeds the Poseidon tribe, and will certainly be able to reproduce the glory of ancient times!"

"The guardian rest assured, I will." The mushroom smiled constrictively, and the words were powerful.

"You have this determination, and I am staring at death."

The old man smiled comfortably, and the more satisfied he looked at the mushrooms, "I want to come, and it is because of this that you can stick to the end."

Hearing that Ling Xian laughed, he was 100% sure that the mushrooms were deeply enmity because of the sea of ​​blood.

Sure enough, the mushroom slowly shook his head and said, "No, I want to get revenge."

"revenge…"

The old man was silent and sighed, "The enemy is too powerful. You should know that it is an invincible enlightened person."

"I know, but my vengeance will never waver." The mushroom said in a deep voice.

"I don't stop you, there is just a sentence you must keep in mind."

The old man looked serious and said, "Before the strength is insufficient, you must not be impulsive; otherwise, the sea gods will really become extinct."

"The guardians rest assured, I will remember."

Mushroom Zheng focused his head and said, "I want to know the truth 30,000 years ago, please tell me the guardian."

"can."

The old man groaned and said, "But before that, I settled with him first."

As he said, he turned his eyes to Ling Xian and laughed: "You won, I will keep my promise and send you a peerless creation."

"I will also give you a bottle of soul water."

Ling Xian chuckled, took out a jade bottle, and filled the jade bottle with soul water.

For him, this was nothing, and it didn't hurt to throw out a bucket.

Seeing that the old man gave him a chance to baptize and gave him a peerless gift, he planned to give this person a bottle.

"Really give me?"

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian and suddenly felt that he was more pleasing to the eye.

"I don't tell lies, hold it."

Ling Xian chuckled, threw the jade bottle to the old man, surprised the person, and hurriedly held the jade bottle with the power of the soul.

After that, he glanced at Ling Xian and said, "This is a valuable soul. What should I do if I fall to the ground?"

"I'll send you another bottle of salamander." Ling Xian shrugged, an indifferent gesture.

"Speak lightly."

The old man snorted. He didn't believe Ling Xian and Yun Shui.

As everyone knows, Lingxian owns half of Yunhun Lake and doesn't care about wasting 180 bottles.

"Well, send me good luck."

A glimmer of expectation flashed in Ling Xianxing's eyes, saying, "I'm curious, what is the peerless fortune in your mouth."

"Go and know."

The old man smiled slightly, then waved his sleeves, teleporting the mushrooms and Lingxian to a mysterious place.

As they died, they heard only one sentence.

"Thirty thousand years ago, you will get the truth there."