Painting of the Nine Immortals

"It is worthy of being infinitely close to the Supreme Being, and it is really strong."

Feeling the arrogance of the sword marks on her chest, Ling Xian smiled slightly and let down her heart.

With this sword mark bodyguard, his safety has been maximized, which is equivalent to an extra life.

At the moment, Lingxian thought, and the purple token emerged.

Shen Xia Chancan, Tao Yun flowing, Xianjia mansion reappeared, so that Lin Canghai's eyes brightened.

"Sure enough, it's too high!"

Lin Canghai's eyes were burning, Ling Xian was also looking forward.

As long as he knew the five ancient cities for the first time, he wanted to know their origins and connections. Now that he finally has a chance, how can he not expect it?

At this moment, Lingxian's expression turned solemn, saying: "Let's get started."

Hearing that Lin Canghai's expression also dignified, and then his brows glowed, attracting mysterious power. Suddenly, an incredible scene happened.

Divine light is shining and immortal. The original imaginary Xianjia Mansion suddenly solidified, releasing an irresistible force of attraction.

This power was extremely powerful, only aimed at Ling Xian, and instantly sucked him in.

After that, the Taishang government disappeared, leaving only the purple tokens to float, symbolizing the fact that the talent was real.

"Hopefully, you can get the spirit of the beginning, let me completely transform into an endless sword body."

Lin Canghai muttered to himself, the four-handed Excalibur broke, protecting the purple token.

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Fairy mist is hazy, and Daoyun is full of sky.

Taishang House is suspended above the sky, like an immortal immortal king, suppressing all the heavens and earth, swallowing the world.

"It's a wonderful place, isn't it possible, is it really the king's palace?"

Ling Xian's eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, then she opened the door and walked into the mansion.

Rockery pavilions, pavilions and waterside pavilions, everything lingers on the charm of Xiaguang Road, which is extraordinary.

In particular, the hundreds of beautiful flowers are like the legendary immortal elixir. They will never die, and they will never die.

You know, the hundreds of flowers here are just the most common flowers and herbs. They are not even nine-grade elixir, but they have never withered. How incredible is this?

Even Lingxian, accustomed to strong winds and waves, shook it.

"It's not an illusion. It's true. It can only be done by the power of time."

Ling Xianmulu was surprised and curious.

Right now, his brows glowed, trying to find out why ordinary flowers and plants last.

After a while, Lingxian's heart shook and found that hundreds of time stones were buried underground!

You know, the time stone is extremely rare, one piece is rare in the world, and its value is inestimable.

However, there are hundreds of buried here, so I am afraid that only the legendary fairy king can do it.

"It seems that this is not the palace of the immortal king, but also the palace of the true immortal."

Ling Xian sighed, her eyes were fiery, but soon the fiery color faded.

Tai Shangfu seems fragile. It can crack the ground with a single blow, but it is indestructible. Even enlightened people may not get the time stone.

"Forget it, the first goal is to explore the secrets of the four ancient cities."

Sighing, Lingxian stopped paying attention to Baihua, and walked into the study room that exudes chaos.

The furnishings here are extremely simple, except for two bookshelves and a futon.

The bookshelf is ordinary, just made of the most common wood, and the futon is bland.

However, the only wooden slip on the bookshelf exudes the horror of suppressing the heavens.

It was an indescribable power. It was like the advent of the immortal king. It could be nine days and ten towns, but it could be peaceful for two families.

Even as strong as Lingxian, she looked pale and had bleeding from the corners of her mouth.

It was so powerful that he instantly concluded that this was the enlightenment of an enlightened person. Otherwise, it would never be so powerful.

"Ahem, it seems that this is what I am looking for."

Ling Xian coughs up her blood, but her eyes are as deep as stars.

At the moment, he was holding his body close to Mu Jian.

Every step he took was very difficult, such as carrying a 100,000 mountains, trembling, and coughing up blood.

The prestige sent by Mu Jian is too terrible, let alone Ling Xian is only flesh and blood, even if it is Xian Jin, it is difficult to stop its prestige.

Therefore, just three steps away, Ling Xian's body was cracked. If he were not physically strong, I am afraid it would have been torn apart.

"Just by handwriting, there is such a power. If the real person comes, how strong is it?"

Ling Xian smiled bitterly and felt the power of enlightenment deeply. At the same time, her faith became more and more firm.

In this life, I swear to the pinnacle, invincible!

At present, Lingxian's unswerving stride finally got the wood slip after half an hour.

Obviously only a dozen steps away, but he walked a full half an hour, you can imagine how difficult this is.

That is, he changed for a long time and disintegrated.

"Finally got it."

Exhaling a long spit, Lingxian was pale, and stood still.

No way, the power of the immortal king is too terrible. Even if it is only a handwritten book, it still has the power of Xeon!

"Fortunately, there is no intention of killing Mu Jian, otherwise, I will probably explain here."

Ling Xianqing was lucky, then the body glowed, and the operation was extremely powerful, and opened the wooden slip.

Suddenly, the power of the Xeon was even more prosperous, and a vulgar figure was faintly visible.

Obviously, this is the person who left the book, or the owner of this place.

"Sure enough, he is an enlightened person, and may even be a King of God."

Ling Xian coughs up her blood, and it is difficult to open her eyes, so she can only read the text on the wood slip with her soul.

A moment later, he took a deep breath and understood the origins of the five ancient cities.

One of the people who stayed at the book did not know it, but it was shocking.

Before the endless years, there were five immortals in heaven and earth. They were Xuanhuang Zhenxian who dominated the East, Fulong Zhenxian who ruled the West, Wuxian Zhenxian who ruled the South, Wuxian Zhenxian who dominated the North, and the pride of King Lin's central area. Naive immortal.

These five true immortals, also known as the Five Emperors, dominate the world. Among them, Aotian Zhenxian has the strongest strength, followed by Xuanhuang Zhenxian.

The five immortals are friends, govern the world together, and dominate all beings.

The five ancient cities were built by these five emperors!

"Sure enough, there are no winds and waves. The five ancient cities are really built by the fairy kings, and they are the oldest fairy kings!"

Ling Xian took a deep breath. The sacred city was built by Xuanhuang Zhenxian, and Taishang House was his residence.

Thousands of minds and ten thousand swords are also his taboo.

At this point, Ling Xian's doubts have been solved, and the whole person is suddenly cheerful and relaxed.

"Speaking of which, I also played Xuanhuang Zhenxian once."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, remembering the illusion of Wangyou Valley.

That time, he played Xuanhuang Zhenxian, suppressing the traitor Aotian Xiandi, breaking the illusion.

"When the road to the sky is over, I will go back and find the opportunity to forget about Yougu."

With a chuckle, Ling Xian put Mu Jian back on the bookshelf, and then left the study.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take the wooden slip, but he couldn't.

The wooden slip is as heavy as a hundred thousand mountains, and Ling Xian can turn it away, which is quite against the sky, and it is impossible to take it away.

"The origin has been explored. Next, it is time to look for the beginning."

Ling Xian smiled, staring with expectation.

Not looking forward to the beginning of life, but looking forward to burning the world.

Right now, he left the study, looking for the spirit of the beginning.