Painting of the Nine Immortals

On Lingfeng, in Dongfu.

Ling Xianping was lying on a stone bed, looking pale and fragile.

I don't know how long, he opened his eyes. Suddenly, there was a sting in his soul, which almost made him faint again.

"The soul is really badly hurt ..." Ling Xian smiled bitterly, expecting it would be like this.

Whether it is to consolidate the seal and release the power of the origin, you need a high concentration of spirit. In this way, the burden on the soul is naturally great.

If it's a short time, that's fine. With Lingxian's powerful soul, nothing will happen, but he persists for nearly a month.

This is him, if I change someone else, I am afraid it will not last for ten days.

"Fortunately, I have embarked on the road of immortal soul, otherwise, my soul is gone." Ling Xian sighed with relief, fortunate.

The benefits of immortal soul are too great, even if it is only a trace of characteristics, it also makes his soul extremely tough, far beyond the same level!

"The flesh is okay, but the soul has been badly hurt." Ling Xian smiled slightly, relaxed a little.

If someone was present, he would think he was crazy.

Damage to the soul can be tricky, and even minor injuries are difficult to recover.

Rather than being wounded in the soul, 99% of the people in this world are willing to be injured physically, and they can do a little bit more.

However, Lingxian is an exception.

Because his soul has a trace of immortality, and possesses four soul-cultivating treasures, as long as it is not completely dissipated, it can be easily restored.

At the moment, Ling Xian's thoughts moved and the soul emerged, nourishing his soul.

Two hours later, his soul improved by 50%, no longer stinging, but a little tired.

This is already amazing. Even if you have other souls, you cannot recover half of your injuries in two hours.

"Ling Xiaoyou, are you awake?"

The master of the Temple of the Craftsman pushed in the door and saw Ling Xian wake up, suddenly showing a surprise.

The masters behind him also smiled.

"How long have I been in a coma?" Ling Xian smiled, her face flushed.

"Ten days."

The Lord of the Craftsman Temple laughed: "Fortunately, you wake up, or I will be a sinner."

"The main word of the palace is heavy. This little injury will not take my life." Ling Xian smiled, telling the truth.

For him who embarked on the road to immortal souls and possesses four soul-cultivating treasures, his soul is wounded, and it is not hurt at all, just raising it for a few days.

"Minor injuries?"

The Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman was stunned, and said with a serious heart: "Ling Xiaoyou, aren't you confused? The soul is very important, even if it is just a small injury, it may be fatal.

Hearing this, many masters of the Tao said one after another, and the words they said were to persuade Lingxian to be careless.

"I'm not confused."

Ling Xian shook her head and smiled, and said, "I have a special constitution and my soul was wounded, which is not a terrible injury."

With that said, the Yuan Ying villain came out of the seal, and although it was not as energetic as usual, it also had a smooth breath, which was obviously no big deal.

This left the Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman in a daze, and everyone was stunned.

In the ten days that Ling Xian was in a coma, they had all inspected his Yuan Ying, and even if it was n’t nearly collapsed, it was weak.

However, at this moment, his Yuanying has turned halfway, which is simply incredible!

"Ling Xiaoyou, I don't know how to describe you, is it better to call you evil, or a monster?"

The Lord of the Artisan Temple smiled bitterly and asked himself if his soul had been wounded for a few months. Don't even try to recover.

This is still in the case of soul-cultivation, otherwise, it will not recover in three years.

Everyone shook their heads and smiled bitterly. The world called them amazing people, but they looked a bit ordinary compared to Ling Xian.

"Either is bad, I just have a special constitution."

Ling Xianwaner, the reason why he can restore the soul to 50% after two hours, half of it is because of the soul water, more because of that trace of immortality.

The immortal soul is too bad, even if it is only a trace of power, it is quite amazing.

"Is it really a special constitution ..." said the Lord of the Rune Temple profoundly.

"natural."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Stop talking about me, talk about Zhen Shi Ding Ling. Has it completely awakened?"

"Yes, although it hasn't recovered to its heyday, it is also 80% capable."

The Lord of the Artisan Temple smiled and said, "It's only a matter of time to recover as before."

Hearing that, Ling Xian put down her heart and showed a smile of joy.

As long as Ding Ling recovers to its heyday, the town Shi Ding itself will gradually recover, which means that he has no vain, and naturally feels happy.

"Thank you, my friend, for this kind of grace, I remember it in my heart, and you will never forget to go up and down the hall of the artisan."

"The owner of the palace is polite. I shot, not for one person, but for the universe." Ling Xian waved her hand,

"So, I should be grateful."

The Lord of the Craftsman's Hall took a deep look at Ling Xian and said: "Little friends are deeply aware of righteousness, which is really the blessing of the universe."

"Don't brag about me? You're not afraid that I'm so proud of myself?" Ling Xian quipped.

"Haha, you won't. If you are really proud and complacent, with your glorious achievements, no one will be in sight."

The Lord of the Craftsman Temple laughed heartily and said, "Give me your Keqing token."

"The main lord of the palace is afraid that I will cause trouble everywhere, so I want to take back the token?" Ling Xian joked and passed the golden guest order to the old man.

"Give you a purple line."

The master of the temple of the artisans swiped his finger across the token. Suddenly, the golden body of the whole token was added with a luxurious purple pattern.

"What does this mean?" Ling Xian was puzzled.

"If the golden token can let the power of the Spirit Star give you three points, then the purple token can let you walk sideways on the Spirit Star."

"In addition, there are many privileges, such as the insights of the past masters of the Temple of the Master of Craftsmanship, such as receiving magical materials. In short, this is a good thing."

Ning Fengyu smiled and said, "Only those who have made great contributions to the Temple of God can get the purple pattern token, not even me."

"Last time you said you could let me walk away with the magic star again." Ling Xian shook her head and smiled.

"It was an exaggeration last time, but this time, but really." Ning Fengyu said.

"It's not important whether it's true or false." Ling Xian smiled slightly, not minding.

He is not a troublemaker everywhere, nor can he stay with the Spirit Star. Whether he can walk sideways, he doesn't care.

It's really interesting to see the insights of the great masters of the past.

"Ling Xiaoyou, the Ziwen token is not just the benefits that the old man said. With this order, the temple of the artisan can do one thing."

"As long as you can, as long as you do not violate the ancestral teachings, everything is fine."

The Lord of the Craftsman Temple took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "So, please use it with caution."

Hearing that Ling Xian's expression was dignified, and he knew that the Lord of the Master Craftsman's House trusted him very much. Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to order the Master Craftsman's Hall.

At the moment, Zheng Zhengzheng headed and said: "Don't worry, I won't be ashamed of your trust in you."

"I believe you."

The master of the temple of the artisans smiled and said, "Come with me, Lord Dingling wants to see you."