Painting of the Nine Immortals

Above the Lingfeng, the purple gold spear is connected end to end, as if it was a newborn, and no crack can be seen.

As if it had never broken.

This made everyone on the scene stunned. One was that Ling Xian had not repaired the broken gun, and the other was that he had only used a few dozen breaths to leave the broken gun intact.

You know, there was a master priest who had been thinking and meditating here for three years and was unable to repair it. However, he only used dozens of breaths. What an incredible thing?

"Illusion, must be illusion!"

"It's unbelievable that it only took dozens of breaths to recover the broken gun, which is simply against the sky!"

"Master Guru, he is definitely Master Guru!"

Everyone took a sigh of relief, and looking at Ling Xian was shocked, but still shocked.

Compared to the three years spent by that Grand Master, the dozens of breaths are undoubtedly shocking. Only the Grand Master who reached the peak can do it.

As a result, the crowd at the scene fell into sluggishness again, all of them were shocking, and their eyes were about to stare out.

Master Taoist Master, this is the supreme realm. Even if you look at the two realms, you can't find a few people!

It is no exaggeration to say that any great master is a stunning generation. A young man like Ling Xian is even more amazing!

Two hundred years old. At this age, ninety-nine percent of the refiners have not even reached the Grand Master, but he has already reached the peak, which is simply against the sky!

"It is too wicked to board the Grand Master at the age of less than 200 years."

"Don't forget, he is not only a master of rituals, but also a master of fronts!"

"It's hard to imagine, how could there be such evil people in this world?"

Everyone was shocked. Even the elders in the ninth state were stunned.

The Grand Master of the Dao Road is already shocking and shocking. In addition, the Great Master of the Dao Tao is shocking and ancient, and it naturally shocks everyone.

At this moment, they finally understood that the overestimation they thought was still underestimation.

Ling Xian couldn't use common sense to justify it. The so-called limit can only restrain ordinary people, and it can't limit his evilness!

"Damn, how could he repair the broken gun, and how could he be a great master?"

The mysterious man gritted his teeth and refused to accept it.

However, the fact is in front of me. If it is not the master of the arts, how can it only take dozens of breaths to leave the broken gun intact?

Therefore, the mysterious man only felt that Ling Xian took a few slaps, and it hurt hotly.

Those who thought Ling Xian could not repair the broken gun also felt that his face was lost, and he could not wait to find a place to drill into it.

"I said, it's not difficult."

"I also said that, I am a master of virtuosity."

Ling Xian faintly spoke, leaving everyone present silent, speechless.

Before, nobody believed him, but now, no one can question it.

"Damn!"

The mysterious man's lungs exploded, and he thought Ling Xian would sweep his face, but as a result, his face disappeared.

This made him feel that he was a joke, a big joke!

"You know a little bit about one or two. It really is a joke. If you only know a little about one or two, no one in this world would dare to say that you are proficient."

Elder Wu shook his head and smiled bitterly. He no longer knew how to describe Lingxian.

Both Jinji and the Great Master are in the realm of the Grand Master. This is unique even if you look at the eternal world.

If you let him know, Lingxian is still the great master of the two danfu, I don't know what I will think.

"The elders have won prizes."

Ling Xian chuckled, glanced at the mysterious man slightly, and did not sneer.

But this glance made the mysterious man angry even more than scorn.

Because in his opinion, this is a silent sneer, the glory of the winner.

He had no choice but to endure the anger.

"Well, for five hundred years, I finally came to a master of the arts."

The old voice suddenly sounded, and then, the door opened wide, and a limping old man appeared in front of everyone.

He is as old as a beggar with a stale candle, unkempt and shameless.

However, no one dares to look down on him, even Elder Wu, dare not despise.

Not only because he is a great master of arts, but also because he is very senior, and is an old monster of the same age as the dean.

Therefore, as soon as he appeared, Elder Wu owed him a little, which was considered a salute.

Seeing this, everyone followed the salute. The only exception was Lingxian.

It wasn't his arrogance, but his mind was firmly attracted to this man.

Because in his eyes, this person is a magic weapon, with the sharp edge of a sword, the hegemony of a gun, the defense of a shield, and the weight of a tripod.

"It turned out to be a magic weapon ..."

Ling Xian was shocked, never thinking that this person was so bold and so powerful.

The old man was also shocked.

Ling Xian is too young. In his age, it is already amazing to become a guru.

"Well, what a stunning man."

The old man smiled and ignored the salute of everyone, only Ling Xian was in his eyes.

"Taoyou is really amazing."

Ling Xian took a deep look at the old man and refined himself into a magic weapon. This idea is really wild.

Ordinary people dare not even think about it, let alone put it into action.

"Fellow?"

The old man froze, and everyone in the room was choked.

"Isn't that right? In terms of age, I should call you a senior, and in terms of strength, I should also call myself a junior."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "But, I'm talking by means of instrument."

"That's right, judging by the word, we really should be commensurate with friends." The old man laughed.

Everyone was relieved. The old man was a master of virtuosity, and so was Ling Xian. It was natural to say a friend.

However, everyone was a bit appetite. When they met the old man to salute, Ling Xian was able to be called a Taoist friend, which naturally made them feel uncomfortable.

"It's a rising star. I was just a grandmaster when you were your age."

The old man sighed with admiration, holding the purple gold spear in his hand, and said, "Yes, it is as good as ever."

"Taoyou take a closer look."

Ling Xian chuckled. He not only repaired the Zijin gun, but also improved it a bit, so that the power of this gun increased by 30%.

"Ok?"

The old man raised a brow, looked at the Zijin gun carefully, and then exclaimed: "Good boy, it has increased the power of this gun by 30%."

Hearing the words, everyone was shocked at the scene, and the sight of Ling Xian became more and more complicated.

It was incredible to repair the Zijin gun in just a few dozen breaths. Everyone had never dreamed of it. Ling Xian also improved the gun by 30%!

"I thought he had overestimated him enough, but he didn't expect it to be underestimated."

"It's too wicked, let's not talk about his combat power, just talking about the shocking achievements of the two arrays will be enough to make him the brightest star of Chaos Academy!"

"It's really a monster. Compared to him, who am I to be proud of?"

There was much discussion and emotion.

"Come on, let's talk to the house."

The old man waved his big sleeve, and the purple gold gun broke again, floating in front of the cave door.

This allowed Ling Xianmu to condense. He could also let the Zijin Gun break automatically, just add the correct magical material and let the material of Zijin Gun collide.

However, the elderly did not use miracles, but law decisions.