Painting of the Nine Immortals

The tranquility of the Nine Immortals is still so beautiful, the scenery is picturesque, and the picture is picturesque.

On a huge mountain of raising souls, Wu Daolian lay on it lazily, sucking the strange power of Yanghun Mountain, and when he saw Ling Xian's figure, he flew over, surrounded by dozens of crystal clear purple lotuses. The petals, together with that delicate and cute face, are like a fairy who does not eat the fireworks on the earth, and it is elegant and elegant.

"This momentum ... is already in the middle of foundation."

Looking at the purple villain in front of him, a flash of shock flashed in Ling Xian's eyes. He remembered very well that just over a month ago, the smell of the purple villain was just similar to the foundation period, but at this moment, it reached the middle of the foundation period. If this speed is passed on, I am afraid that most of the monks who build foundations will be ashamed and die.

The spirit tribe is indeed a race favored by the Gods. With such a speed of practice, it can be called the first of the ten thousand nations, unparalleled!

However, Ling Xian doesn't have any envy or jealous emotions. At first, his practice speed is no less than that of Wu Taolian. Second, the little guy in front of him is very close to him and will fight side by side in the future and not become an enemy.

"Little fellow, I haven't seen it for more than a month, you are growing fast." Ling Xian held out a finger and nodded Wu Dalian's head, smiling.

"Thank you for bringing me here, thank you."

The little guy is exquisite in appearance and beautiful, with a small and exquisite figure, surrounded by purple light, beautiful as a fairy, like a dream.

After two months, she has grown a lot. She used to talk intermittently, only equivalent to a three-year-old child. Now, after raising her soul in the Yangshan Mountains, her intelligence has increased greatly, which is about the equivalent of a teenage child.

Ling Xian raised his mouth and said, "Little guy, let's play, I have something to do with the emperor."

"Well, my sister is standing there." The little boy stretched out his fingers, pointing at the highest Yangshan Mountain.

"sister?"

Ling Xian's mouth was drawn. The Emperor Pingran was an ancient man more than 200,000 years ago. His seniority was unimaginable. However, this little guy actually called her an elder sister. If it came out, there would be no one in the world To vomit blood.

"Well, you can play." Ling Xian shook her head with a grin, and then rose to the top of the soul-raising mountain.

"You came."

Jimo is as beautiful as snow, once in white and proud of the world, lonely as high as the moon, cold as snow.

Such a peerless style, can be called Yan Qunfang, crowning ancient and modern.

"Yes, I would like to thank the Emperor for his help." Ling Xiangong laughed, gazing at Fenghua's peerless peace chaos emperor.

The allure fairy is really allure, Jimo is as snow as snow.

"No need."

Jimo Ruxue said faintly, saying, "If you fight with monks of the same level, I won't take a shot, but if there are foreign objects or the enemy is beyond your range, I will take a shot to save you."

"Anyway, thanks to the emperor this time." Ling Xian was sincere, and this time he was involved in a terrible turbulent space. If it wasn't for the peace chaos, he would have fallen and his body would be shattered.

"It's up to you."

The Emperor Heiran turned around and asked: "Four treasures, can you collect them?"

"Ashamed, I only found a drop of Yunshui water, but I already have the news of Wen soul wood, but unfortunately ... I haven't got it yet, and the space will flow here." Ling Xian sighed, there was With a little apprehension, I was not sure if I could return to Yunzhou.

"Anyway, a drop of feet is enough to stabilize the soul of Lian Cangqiang, and then look for it later."

"Well, as long as Master's spirit does not continue to deteriorate, I will have enough time to look for it." Ling Xian nodded, waving her sleeves, and a drop of sky blue water emerged. Suddenly, the blue halo diffused out. Emitting a strong aura wave.

It is the soul water, which has the effect of nourishing the soul.

"Yes, this drop can not only ensure that the soul of the refining sky is not dispersed, but also speed up the awakening of the third immortal." Jimo Ruxue waved his jade hand, and the two came to another soul-cultivating mountain.

Tear the void!

When Ling Xian's expression was condensed, the Emperor of Chaos in the Dark Road was really terrible. Even if there was only a soul left, he could easily tear the void. No wonder he could save himself from the chaos of space.

"Is this where Master sleeps?"

Looking at the mountain at his feet, Ling Xian's eyes flashed with surprise. This was the first time he had watched Yanghun Mountain up close, and saw that it was soaring into the clouds, simple and unblemished, and a hint of mysterious and mysterious atmosphere flowed out.

"Yes." Jimo Ruxue nodded faintly, and then the jade hands were folded into a weird French seal.

Suddenly, Jiu Cai Shenhua bloomed, chaotic air permeated, suspended in mid-air, the soul water was divided into two, half dripped into the mountain below, and half poured into the nearby Yangming Mountain.

"Emperor, can you guarantee that the situation of my Master will not worsen if you divide it in half?" Ling Xian frowned.

"Rest assured, I naturally have my reason." Jimo Ruxue said faintly, and then the ten fingers interlocked, and all the tricks poured into the foothills of this soul-cultivating mountain.

The soul of Yangshen Mountain shines brightly, and it completely blends with the soul water, and the magical effect of warming the soul becomes stronger.

In the mountain body, nourished by the soul water, the illusory figure of the refining sky was solidified, but did not wake up, still maintaining a motionless posture.

However, his condition has stabilized and will not continue to deteriorate. As long as there is a drop of Yunshui water, or a small section of warm soul wood, this fairy who is proud of ancient and modern can wake up.

"It's stabilized, you can rest assured." Jimo Ruxue's mouth tilted up, revealing a smile that upside down all sentient beings, bleaked by the flowers, and eclipsed by the sun and the moon.

Unfortunately, Ling Xian's heart was all on Dan Xian. He didn't pay attention to the smile of the country. At this moment, when he heard that the Supreme Master was safe, he was relieved and laughed: "Thank you for your shot."

"Don't thank me, you found Yunshun Water, and I didn't make much effort." Jimo Yuxue converged and smiled, and recovered the coldness and indifference.

Ling Xian smiled and suddenly thought of the half of Yunshui, and asked, "Yes, the Emperor, you just divided half of Yunshui and poured it into that soul-raising mountain. Could it be given to the third fairy? "

"Yes, presumably soon, the third immortal will wake up." Jimo Ruxue nodded his head, looking at the Yanghun Mountain next to him, with a hint of nostalgia on his pretty face.

Once, she joined forces with eight other Celestial beings to fight against the enemy, and finally fell together. She had to hide in the Nine Immortals map and then entered the lower bound.

Today, Lian Cangqiang selects Lingxian and opens the Nine Immortals map, which means that the other eight true immortals will wake up one after another, and will also pin their hopes on him.

"I don't know if he can do the job."

Jimo Ruxue sighed in secret, and the eyes of autumn water looked at the young man in front of him, flashing a hint of complexity.

Ling Xian did not pay attention to the complex meaning in the eyes of the Emperor, and was full of expectations of the third true immortal, of course, there was a touch of pride.

Think about it, how incredible it is that Tianxian, who is arrogant to the past and present, has appeared in front of him one after another.

That's the **** of invincibility of an era!

Not to mention Lingxian, even the most powerful today will be ecstatic and very proud.

From the refining of the sky and Jimo Ruxue, we can see that the origins of these nine immortals are extremely large, and the last time they left their names in Qing history, moving the world!

Ling Xian likes to read biographies about famous people, such as "Kyushu Celebrities", he put it down, read it over and over again, one is because the story inside is very exciting, every word makes him enthusiastic, and the second is to look forward to his own One day, you can make a name for yourself in history like those of the world.

What a great honor it is for those great powerhouses to appear before him today? How can he not be complacent?

This feeling is indescribable, it's just right.

Think about it, when a monk-building monk is delighted to have a master of the Dandan period, Lingxian has already been favored by those world-renowned men, and not one, but full nine!

Who can feel uncomfortable with such a thing?

"Emperor, please tell me, who is the third immortal?" Ling Xian smiled eagerly, and desperately wanted the identity of this immortal immortal.

"Tell you?"

Jimo Ruxue gave him a faint glance, and the corners of his mouth rose slowly, smiling as if with a smile: "I can only say that he has something to do with you, and you guess slowly."

"Something to do with me?"

Ling Xian was stunned, and did not understand what the Emperor Pingran said. One is a fairy many years ago, and the other is a teenager who is nearly fifteen years old. What does it matter?

"Yes, like Dan Xian, this person has reached the extreme on a certain road. I can only say so much, and you guess slowly." Jimo Ruxue smiled slightly, it seemed that he was looking forward to it when that fairy appeared What kind of expression will Lingxian have.

"It's slowly guessing, how can it be the same as Master, anyway, I'm about to show up anyway, so I can't tell in advance." Ling Xian swaggered.

"Tell you, but there is no sense of anticipation." The Emperor Heiran shook his head lightly.

"Well, wait patiently." Ling Xian laughed bitterly.

"That's right, I don't know anything else, but I can be sure that when the third fairy appears, it will definitely be your help." Jimo Ruxue said softly.

Hearing, Ling Xian's eyes flashed fiery.

The first two immortals have provided him with great help. I wonder if this third immortal will change him?

"Well, you just passed a turbulent space. Although it is not a big deal, but the injury is not minor. Hurry up and go back for a long time, it is not good for you." Jim Ruxue said lightly, then turned around Leave.

Ling Xian nodded and watched the Great Chaoran Emperor drift away, saying to himself: "Master's condition has stabilized. Next, I will heal my wounds as soon as possible and find a way to return to Yunzhou, but before that, I still have We must first understand the situation of Shi'ao Island. After all, this is a strange place. "