Painting of the Nine Immortals

"What the **** do you want me to do before you want to dispel this idea?"

The magic fairy couldn't help crying and said, "How can Ying Tianjing approach the Supreme Soldier infinitely, and how could he fall asleep?"

"I naturally have a way."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. He is a master of the Taoism, and he also has the tradition of the Qixian. He can extend the life of the Qiling and naturally let the Qiling sleep.

"Are you kidding me?" Demon Fairy frowned slightly.

"Is life or death a matter of concern?"

Ling Xian smiled and said, "I do have a way to put Ying Tian Jing Qi Ling to sleep, but I need your help."

"Just say it." The demon fairy turned serious.

"In your position, you should be able to get close to Yingtian Mirror." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed.

"I am the blood of the Zhao family, the purest, naturally I can be close to the mirror." The magic fairy nodded her head and said, "Do you want me to take you there?"

"Yes, only by being close to Yingtian Mirror can I let Qi Ling sleep."

Ling Xian looked at the magic fairy seriously, and said, "Will you help me?"

"You and I have words first, and I should do my best."

The magic fairy took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "However, you better think clearly. Once things are revealed, you have to die, and I can't live."

"Rest assured that none of us will be okay."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, let Ying Tian Jing Qi Ling fall into a deep sleep, and then dive into the inheritance land."

"Come with me." The magic fairy drew down the green silk in front of her forehead.

A moment later, a waterfall appeared in Lingxian's sight, and the air flowed down, the atmosphere was magnificent.

"The breath of the treasure ..."

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed and she looked at the waterfall, and said, "In the mirror?"

"Yes." The demon fairy nodded and said, "I saw it after I entered."

"Is no one guarding?" Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned slightly. He glanced around with a spirit, but found no breath of life.

"No, there is a blood barrier at the waterfall. Only the children of Zhao Jiayi can pass in."

The magic fairy smiled and said, "Let's go, I'll take you in."

After speaking, she was holding Ling Xian's hand, and she was shocked and crossed the blood barrier.

After that, a simple mirror appeared in Ling Xian's sight.

It has no light, no flaws and no rhyme. It is like a bronze mirror for dressing, without any surprises.

However, Ling Xian's pupils shrank.

He is a master genius, and naturally he can easily see the extraordinaryness of Ying Tianjing. It is no exaggeration to say that as long as there is a Supreme Sacrifice, this mirror will transform into a Supreme Soldier!

"It is indeed the treasure of the Zhaojiazhen clan, and it is truly extraordinary." Ling Xian sighed and wanted to hold the sheep.

Of course, just think about it, if you steal Ying Tianjing, the whole Zhao family will spare no effort to hunt him down.

"I can only help you here." The magic fairy took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Next, you can only rely on yourself."

"Little girl, you brought in an outsider and you have violated ancestral rules."

The sound of indifference sounded, Yingtian mirror glowed, a brave face emerged.

"Sorry, I have a reason to have to do this." The magic fairy Mulu apologized.

"Do you have to ..."

Qi Ling gave a faint glance at Ling Xian and said, "Say, see what I do?"

"Let you sleep for a while." Ling Xian smiled bluntly and bluntly.

This gave Qi Ling a little stunned, and then he laughed: "Interesting, mischievous, but unequivocal, I haven't seen you so cheeky for a long time."

"I didn't mean to hurt you, just to let you fall asleep temporarily." Ling Xian sighed, in order to get back the place of inheritance, at all costs.

"Do you have this ability?" Qi Ling smiled, without sarcasm, but just funny.

Not to mention Lingxian is only a monk in the eighth realm. Even if the ninth realm is powerful, it is impossible to make it fall asleep.

"If not, I won't come."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Offended."

The words fell, and he raised his hand to print the seal, inspiring the mysterious power and covering the sky mirror.

Suddenly, Qi Ling changed color, feeling only top-heavy and lethargic.

At the moment, it shines light, trying to dispel mysterious power and suppress Lingxian.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

In just a few breaths, Qi Ling fell into a deep sleep, and the dazzling ancient mirror dimmed.

This scene made Demon Fairy's eyes widened, and her mind was shocked.

More than a hundred years ago, she knew that Ling Xian had a bright future and was boundless, but she never dreamed that Ling Xian had such a means!

You know, Ying Tian Jing is infinitely close to the existence of the Supreme Soldier, even the Holy Sect, it is enthusiastic.

However, Ling Xian just pinched a French seal, took a few breaths, and let him fall asleep. What an incredible thing?

"You actually did it ..." The magic fairy looked at Ling Xian, wondering if she was dazzled.

"Unsure, how dare I come here?"

"However, you can only let it sleep for half an hour."

Ling Xian's expression was sober, she said, "In other words, I must get the inheritance place and leave Zhao's house within half an hour."

"Half an hour is incredible, even the power of the ninth realm can't do it." The magic fairy sighed, still shocked.

"I just accounted for the magic."

Ling Xian waved her hand with a smile, and said, "Well, you should take me to the place of inheritance."

"Come with me." The demon fairy gave birth to Xiangyun and left.

Ling Xian followed closely behind.

After dozens of breaths, he saw a small river and saw four middle-aged men.

They sat in the four directions of the river, southeast, northwest, and northeast respectively.

"The place of inheritance you are looking for is in the stream, and the men are the guardians."

The magic fairy had a dignified face and said, "I'll help you lead them away."

"No need, if you show up, they will only make them doubt you." Ling Xian shook her head. Although the four were good, they were nothing to him.

The real difficulty is the magic weapon in the stream.

"Okay, take care yourself."

The demon fairy didn't say anything, she knew very well that no matter if Ling Xian succeeded or failed, as long as she appeared, she could not escape the matter.

"Leave it, remember, you can't show up anyway."

"Even if I'm caught unfortunately, you can't get angry."

Ling Xian warned in a loud voice, and then waved his sleeves, covering the sky.

The next moment, he was so quiet and quiet that he fell into the stream.

The four middle-aged men were as stable as a rock and as motionless as a mountain, nobody noticed.

It is not that they are too bad, but it is too mysterious to cover the heavenly **** array. Even the power of the ninth realm may not be felt.

Therefore, Lingxian easily entered the Xiaohe, and then encountered a large battle.

Fortunately, he is the great master of the two runes. Although the runes here are strong, they can't help him.

What really made him feel tricky was the treasure of exploration all around.

"Fortunately, I have learned the magical method of Ning Fengfeng. Otherwise, even if I could retreat, I would return empty-handed."

With a chuckle, Lingxian's hands bear the seal of God, silent and silent, breaking many treasures of inquiry.