Painting of the Nine Immortals

"Zhen Shiding's spirit ..."

Ling Xian smiled and said, "Just right, I want to see it too."

"Hey, don't be polite at that time, it is better for the lion to open his mouth." Ning Fengyu smiled.

"Huh?" Ling Xian froze slightly, then laughed dumbly.

The reason why Zhending Dingling was able to wake up was entirely because of him, and he had to thank him a lot. Therefore, Ning Fengyu would let his lion open his mouth.

However, Ling Xian did not intend to benefit, he saved the world Dingling for the universe, not for return.

"Zhen Shi Ding Ling is regarded as the ancestor of the Temple of the Craftsman. For the Temple of the Craftsman, his words are equivalent to the imperial edict, and no one dares to violate it."

Ning Fenghui hesitated with a smile: "You have to grasp such a rare opportunity."

"The reward given to me by the temple master is enough."

Ling Xian shook her head and laughed, not bothering to pay attention to Ning Fengyu, saying: "Lord, let's go."

"Come with me." The master of the God Craftsman Hall admired, and the more he looked at Lingxian, the more pleasing to his eyes.

At the moment, he was born full of auspicious clouds and took Ling Xian away.

A moment later, a dark abyss appeared in front of Ling Xian, bottomless and mysterious.

"Master Dingling, I brought Ling Xiaoyou." The Lord of the Master Craftsman bowed and saluted.

"You step back, I want to talk to him alone."

The words of indifference sounded, and the endless abyss shrank and changed, condensing into a tripod.

It is Zhen Shiding.

It is suspended in mid-air, drooping in chaos, like an invincible true immortal, dominating the ups and downs of the world.

"Yes." The Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman began and turned to leave.

"Ling Xiaoyou, I'm curious, how did you know how to wake me up?" Zhen Shiding Ling said softly.

"Seen from an ancient book."

Ling Xian smiled slightly. For the unenlightened, it is impossible to awaken the spirit of the world.

But for the forging mountains and rivers that are both true immortals and the first person in the ancient artifact road, it is easy.

"In ancient books ... well, you don't want to say, I don't force it."

Zhending Dingling laughed and said, "Tell me what you want. As long as I can do it, I will never let it go."

"What I want is simple, a promise." Ling Xian smiled.

"What kind of promise?" Zhen Shiding asked.

"In his years, if an exotic army came under pressure, he would fight with me." Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he looked directly at the town of Shixianding.

"Fight with you?"

Zhen Shi Ding Ling paused for a moment. After a while, he slowly spit out a word.

"it is good."

Upon hearing this, Ling Xian smiled and reassured.

Although the fairy can not play a decisive role, but in this era of inability to enlighten, it is already the highest combat power and the largest capital against foreign countries!

"It's okay to fight with you, but I have a condition."

Zhending Dingling laughed: "Not everyone can urge me, at least, you have to become the supreme human being."

"I'll do my best, I'm afraid time won't wait."

Ling Xian sighed softly, the ancestor of the Five Elements Sealing Depression reluctantly moved, even if he strengthened the formation, it can only be extended for decades.

This time is too short, even if he is as amazing as he is, it is difficult to become supreme.

"If you can't become the supreme person in the world, even if you give up your body, even if you have me, it will not help." Zhen Shiding said lightly.

"I know."

Ling Xian's eyes were firm, saying: "I will do my best to become the supreme human being, even a god."

"If you become a god, you have no future," Zhenshi Dingling reminded.

"Let ’s take a step and look at it. If the alien ancestor is here and he is not a god, how can he fight?" Ling Xian sighed softly.

"Also, in this era, no one has a choice."

Zhen Shiding sighed with inspiration and said, "The immortal world collapsed and the immortals fell. I really don't know what this stormy universe is and what to use to resist the exotic."

Hearing, Ling Xian silent.

He has been to a foreign land and knows how terrifying the strength of the main battle faction. If Tianyuan separates the two realms, or if it is not the top ten restricted areas, the universe would have been destroyed.

"Just let it be, there will always be hope."

Zhending Dingling sighed and said, "If something happens, you can come to me at any time and do what you can, and never quit."

"I got it."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and then left the place to see the Lord of the Craftsman Temple.

At the moment, he opened the door to see the mountain: "Master, can I look at the experience left by the great masters of all ages?"

"Of course you can, but your injury ..." The Lord of the Artisan Temple hesitated.

"It's okay, just look and rest."

Ling Xian chuckled. He has four soul-cultivating treasures, and his soul has a trace of immortality. It won't be long before he will fully recover.

"Okay, come with me." The Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman stopped talking and took Ling Xian to the Tibetan Pavilion.

"This place is the land of my temple, and no one can enter it without my hands."

"However, you are an exception."

"You can come and go as long as you are holding a purple pattern token, but remember that you can only look at it and not take it away," warned the Lord of the Craftsman Temple.

"I understand." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"There are forty master Taoist masters here. For any one master, it is an invaluable treasure."

"Hope, you can understand and take it to the next level."

The Lord of the Craftsman Temple smiled and said, "Okay, don't disturb you, you can slowly come to realize."

After that, he was full of life and disappeared.

"Forty-two great masters ..."

Looking at the ancient classics of the Tibetan scripture hall, Ling Xianxing's eyes glowed a bit, the Lord of the Master Craftsman's Hall was right, the fortune of the 42 master Taoist masters was too precious,

Even for him, it is a treasure.

At present, Lingxian took out the purple pattern token, and suddenly, the void was wavy in water, gradually condensing into the shape of a gate.

Seeing this, Ling Xian stepped over the portal and appeared in the Tibetan Pavilion.

I saw forty-two human-shaped statues here, or looking up at the sky, or meditating cross-legged, without exception, all exude mysterious and mysterious breath.

"Want to come, this is the statue of the forty-two great masters."

Ling Xian murmured, her eyebrow glowing, and landed on a statue closest to her.

Suddenly, the master of the Taoist master's mind came to his mind, words and beads, precious gems, pointing directly to the origin of the Taoist master.

This made Ling Xian smile, immerse her mind, and focus on enlightenment.

After half a day, he learned the experience of the Grand Master, and his smile was a little bit rich.

"Sure enough."

Looking at the remaining forty-one statues, Ling Xianxing's eyes were fiery, and then she was immersed in her mind and seriously enlightened.

Time passed by bit by bit. Three months later, his soul was completely restored, and he had learned forty-two experiences.

This has made Ling Xian's instrumental attainment a little bit better. If he was a middle-aged master before, then he is now approaching the higher level.

"This trip has been completed and it's time to leave." Ling Xian smiled, quite satisfied.

Not only did he get the promise of Zhending Dingling, but also his skill and accomplishment improved a bit, which is really a worthwhile trip.

At present, Lingxian left the Scripture Pavilion, seeking Ning wind and rain.

The result was informed by the Lord of the Temple of the Craftsman that Ning Fenghui visited his friends and left a message before leaving, so that Lingxian didn't have to wait for him and could leave by himself.