Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the mountains, the old man in the blue shirt stood with his hands on his shoulders.

However, Ling Xian's pupils shrank, quite shocked.

If you see the old man see the magic weapon, then when you see the man, you see the tool.

This is a mysterious and mysterious feeling that ordinary people can't feel, and only a master can master it.

"Unfathomable."

Ling Xian secretly said that the old man in the blue shirt was super-absolute, and his accomplishments on the device road were like a deep sea, absolutely above himself.

"Haha, it's really been a long time."

The old man smiled brightly, and turned his eyes to Ling Xian, saying, "This is the master of the hall of the artisan, the most powerful master of the artifact star."

"Lingxian, I have seen the Lord of the Palace."

Ling Xian slightly arched towards the old man in blue shirt.

This caused the Lord of the Craftsman Temple to frown slightly, but soon he stretched out and laughed: "Old man, you have a good luck, you have such a stunning disciple."

Upon hearing this, the old man froze and said, "I want to accept him as an apprentice. Unfortunately, I don't have this qualification."

"not qualified?"

The master of the temple of the artisans froze. He could see Ling Xian's realm and age at a glance. Although he was amazing, he was only a descendant of the eighth realm.

And the old man is not only a master of Taoism, but also a ninth state power, how can he not be eligible to accept Lingxian as an apprentice?

"Lingxian, this old guy looks down on you. Come and show him your skills." The old man grinned, looking forward to Lingxian showing the expression of the master of the master's palace after his accomplishments.

"No need."

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, knowing that the Lord of the Craftsman's Palace saw her age and subconsciously regarded herself as an apprentice to the elderly.

This is normal. He has practiced for less than two hundred years, and no one would have thought that he was a great master on an equal footing with the elderly.

"If you don't show your ability, don't think about watching the fairy."

The old man chuckled and said, "Hurry up and show what you can and let this old guy open his eyes."

Hearing that the Lord of the Craftsman's Hall frowned slightly, the old man's words conveyed a message that Ling Xian was qualified to participate in the grand event.

This made him feel inconceivable, and now he turned his eyes to Lingxian, showing a bit of curiosity.

"Okay." Ling Xian laughed, looking around, and finally fixed on a stone.

The old man and the Lord of the Master Craftsman's Hall looked along Ling Xian's eyes. After seeing that it was an ordinary stone, he realized something.

"It's ugly."

Ling Xian smiled lightly, waving her sleeves, the power of the instrumental roots came out.

Suddenly, an incredible scene happened.

I saw that stone suddenly glow, and after a few breaths of time, the light dispersed, as if it had never appeared.

The stone has not changed, but it has the momentum, the momentum of the nine-pin magic weapon.

"Power of the Origin!"

The old man and the master of the Master Craftsman's temple shrank, exclaiming in unison.

The power of the source is the ability that only the master can master, but not every master can master it.

Generally speaking, only the best of the great masters can realize it.

Therefore, the two looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.

The old man's shock should be smaller. After all, he already knew that Ling Xian was the master of Taoism, and the master of the temple of the artisan was bigger.

He thought that Ling Xian was just an apprentice to the elderly. This preconceived notion made the shock even stronger. Rao was so shocked that he was accustomed to the strong winds and waves.

"It was a great master who realized the power of the source ..."

The master of the Temple of the Master Craftsman came out, and it took a long time for him to return to God: "Inconceivable, a little guy less than two hundred years old actually landed in the realm of the great master."

"It's hard to believe, I also had an expression with you at the time, this kid is really amazing."

The old man sighed. He had been thinking about jokes and wanted to admire the wonderful expression of the Lord of the Master Craftsman's Hall. However, he was also shocked.

The power of the source, but it is a force that turns decay into magic, not even the master can master it!

"I actually thought he was your disciple. You are right, how can you qualify him as an apprentice?"

The Lord of the Artisan Palace sighed and finally understood why Ling Xian did not treat him with junior rites, but instead gave him peer rituals.

In terms of age revision, Ling Xian is his junior, but in terms of tactics, they are equal.

"Although I know what you want to express, and what I mean, but this sentence is out of your mouth, why isn't it so delicious?"

The old man sighed and said, "Are you sure you are not demeaning me?"

"Haha, I'm demeaning you."

The Lord of the Craftsman Temple laughed, and then he turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and said, "I was still struggling to break through the guru's realm when you were your age, but you are already the master who has realized the power of the origin. "

"On Xiuwei, I'm not as good as the master of the palace, and I'm not as good as you." Ling Xian smiled, not touting, but the fact.

"But as far as potential is concerned, I'm not as good as you."

"The master of the palace has won the prize. Who will tell you the future?" Ling Xian waved her hand with a smile.

"Okay, you two don't tout each other."

The old man interrupted and said, "Speaking of business, is he qualified to attend the banquet?"

"This is natural, as long as it is not a foreign person, as long as it is a master of the arts, you can participate in the banquet."

The Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman gently nodded and asked, "Ling Xiaoyou, would you like to be the guest secretary of my Temple of the Craftsman? There are no restrictions and no benefits. The only privilege is that I can enter and leave the Temple of God freely."

"The Lord of the Palace is invited, and there is no reason to refuse."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. If there were restrictions, he would not agree. If not, then it would not matter.

"Very well, I have another Grand Master in the Temple of the Craftsman."

The Lord of the Craftsman Temple smiled, handed a piece of golden token to Ling Xian, and said, "This is the identity token. You should collect it."

"Hey, this is a good thing. With this token, you can walk sideways on the Spirit Star." The old man smiled.

"How can it be so exaggerated?"

The Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman glanced at the old man, then turned his eyes to Ling Xian, and said, "If you are in trouble, you can show the token, and people you know will give a little face."

"I wrote it down." Ling Xian smiled slightly and put the token into a storage bag.

The Temple of the Craftsman is the most powerful force of the Spirit Star, without one, even if it is the power of the ninth realm, dare not provoke it.

What's more, being able to serve as the guest secretary of the Temple of the Craftsman means that Ling Xian is a great master of arts. How many people dare to provoke him?

As the old man said, as long as this token is displayed, Lingxian can indeed walk sideways on the Spirit Star.

"The banquet is about to begin. Come with me."

The Lord of the Craftsman's Hall smiled slightly, and the sky was full of auspicious clouds, holding him to fly towards the Hall.

"This auspicious cloud is his proud treasure, the speed is comparable to Kun Peng, and the defense is not inferior to Xuanwu." The old man admired,

"It is indeed a good treasure."

Ling Xian nodded in agreement, then moved forward to keep up with the Lord of the Craftsman Temple.