Painting of the Nine Immortals

The Rune Temple is the world-famous Fudao sacred place, and it is also the world's most recognized fierce place.

It has five levels. As long as you have sufficient understanding and sufficient accomplishments, you can achieve it even if you are a master.

But if you can't get through, then you will grow old alone and eventually become a dead bone.

At this moment, Ling Xian came to the first level.

As soon as he came in, he saw two middle-level runes, one ice attribute and one fire attribute.

"I haven't seen such a low-level rune in a long time."

Ling Xian smiled a little, remembering the days of beginner's runes, drawing blank runes.

"In a hundred years, I have changed from a runic apprentice to a half-step master."

Ling Xian was filled with emotion, and a glimmer of expectation flashed in Xing Yan.

The half-step grand master is not his end point. He wants to reach the top of the road, shoulder to shoulder, and even surpass the fifth burning day!

At present, Ling Xian waved his sleeves, and the paper-made runes were exactly the same as the two runes in the air, with no difference.

The next moment, the light curtain in front disappeared, meaning he could leave the place and go to the next level.

"It is indeed a sacred place of Fudao, it is magical."

Ling Xian smiled, stepped out and came to the second level.

Suddenly, the three high-level runes were manifested. Although they were ghost images, they were lifelike and no different from the real ones.

Seeing this, Ling Xian swung her sleeves, and three lingering paper futons, passed this level.

The same is true for the next two stages. Whether it is the five master-level runes in the third pass or the ten master-level runes in the fourth pass, he is finished in one breath.

If this is seen by people outside the Temple of Runes, they will definitely have a fever and be ashamed.

An infinitely close to the Grand Master, who broke the four levels with his fingers, was regarded by them as having no strength, relying on the background, which is simply a big joke!

"Next, it's going to be difficult."

Looking at the fading light curtain, Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, a little hesitant.

Once he reaches the fifth level, only when he breaks through the Grand Master can he leave the Rune Temple, and he will be hesitant to change anyone.

But just for a moment, Ling Xian's hesitation disappeared, replaced by firmness and self-confidence.

At the moment, he stepped out and reached the fifth level.

Suddenly, the twenty amulets were manifested, all of which were extraordinary and extraordinary.

However, Ling Xian did not look at the runes, but instead looked at the white-haired old man sitting in the middle of the pan.

This man has no momentum and no rhyme flow, it looks like an ordinary farmer.

However, in Lingxian's perception, this person is a sharp sword with a sharp edge. Once he scabbles out, it will be nine days of light and cold, stunning and eternal!

His sword is too terrible. Under the circumstance of letting it go, Ling Xian was chilling all over the body. It is conceivable how powerful this person is.

There is only one person who is in the fifth level of the God Rune Hall and has a heavenly sword, that is the master of Brahma, the old man of nine swords.

"A guru is here."

When he noticed someone behind him, the old man turned slowly, exposing a wrinkled, pale face.

His eyes were cloudy and old-fashioned, not only did he not have the strong breath, but he looked a little tired.

"Senior is an old man with nine swords?" Ling Xian glanced deeply at the old man.

"Exactly."

Jiu Jian looked at Ling Xian with a smile and said, "Young man, you also want to use the magic of the Temple of Runes to break through to the Grand Master's realm?"

"Yes, this is the main purpose of my trip."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "I have a secondary purpose, to save you."

Then, he took out the white jade token and threw it to the old man.

The old man of Jiujian glanced at the token, and smiled, "Did you find it from Fan girl?"

"Yes, she asked me to come and save you."

Ling Xian nodded slightly, glanced at the seven amulets in front of the old man, his eyes lightened a little.

These seven amulets are mysterious and unpredictable. Even if it is based on his attainment, it is difficult to refine them.

"Why come to save me, why do you say it is a secondary purpose? Don't you know that once you say that, even if you save me, would your gratitude be greatly reduced?"

The old man of Jiujian looked at Ling Xian with a smile and thought he was very interesting.

"I don't ask for anything. It doesn't matter to me whether you are grateful or thank you."

Ling Xian's expression was calm. From the beginning, he never thought of asking for favor.

"Do you know who I am?" The old man of Jiujian was interested.

"I know, the Holy City is one of the most senior and strong." Ling Xian said lightly.

"The highest generation is false, but the strongest is right."

The old man of Nine Swords smiled and said, "It's not that I boast. In the sacred city, there is no trouble that I can't solve. Even if you get into other old monsters, I can protect you."

"I believe that your sentiment is very heavy, and everyone in the world wants it."

"If you know gratitude, whether you save me for a secondary or primary purpose, you will return."

"If you don't know, I won't be grateful if I offered you as my ancestor."

Ling Xian smiled, the clouds were light and calm, and she was at ease.

"Interesting little guy, you're right."

The old man of Jiujian smiled, and said, "Since my apprentice chose you, I want to come out of something. If I can leave this place, I can only count on you."

"I break through to the Grand Master first, and then save you to leave."

Ling Xian turned her gaze to Fu Yu in front of her, her expression calmed down.

There are a total of twenty amulets in front of him, all of which are profound and mysterious, even if he is difficult to understand them.

"Not a great master, but dare to break into this place, are you confident or conceited?" The old man of Jiujian asked.

"You're not a great master either. I wonder if you're confident or conceited?" Ling Xian asked.

"Before I came in, I was confident. At the moment, I'm conceited."

"However, I dared to come in with confidence. Even if I was trapped, the Lord of the Rune Alliance would save me out."

"It's just a coincidence that he's gone."

The old man of Jiujian looked at Ling Xian with a smile and said, "And you don't seem to have a way out."

"Why go backwards, why?" Ling Xianyun was light and calm.

"Haha, why don't you retreat.

The old man of Jiujian admired and said, "You little guy is good. I am looking forward to the moment you become the Grand Master."

"Well, I'm going to meditate. Don't make a sound."

Ling Xian spoke faintly, then took a lotus petal of Wu Dao, and realized the first rune.

This amulet is quite mysterious, no less than the Supreme Supernatural Power. Therefore, it was difficult for him to comprehend it. It took him three days to enter the room.

There is still a long way to go to refine it.

In this regard, Lingxian not only did not feel depressed, but was somewhat happy.

The harder the rune is, the greater the gain after comprehension, in other words, the greater the hope of landing in the realm of the Grand Master.

Therefore, Ling Xian was fully absorbed and focused.

Time passes, bit by bit.

Ten days later, Ling Xian realized the first rune and refined it.

This made the old man of Jiujian look bright and sighed softly.

"One day faster than me, this boy's perception is amazing."