Painting of the Nine Immortals

"What kind of magical power can let me break through to the ninth state?" Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed.

"Yes, but only if you can break the limits of the human body and break the void."

Luo Xinjie nodded his head and said, "This is not easy to do. Don't say I have forgotten all the martial arts. Even if I can pass the magical powers of your heartless palace, I may not be able to ask the peak."

Hearing that Ling Xian fell into silence.

No matter how small the world is, it is extremely difficult to reach the top, especially when you start from scratch.

"Where is the Heartless Palace?"

Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, and he had to find a martial arts master or a master when his power was lost.

Otherwise, it is difficult to learn martial arts and settle down.

"The heartless palace only accepts women, and they are beautiful women." Luo Xinjie smiled and said, "If you want to be a woman, I can help you."

"Forget it." Ling Xian shook her head with a bitter smile, and said, "Are there any other martial arts besides the Palace of Passionate Love?"

"Of course there is."

Luo Xinjie nodded his head lightly and said, "There are twenty-one strongest forces in that world, with five surnames, seven ancestors and nine hermits, and the Palace of Unforgiving Love is one of nine hermits."

"Which power is right for me?"

Ling Xian humbly asked for advice. In the case of losing all strength and being a real world, if he was not fully prepared, he might die as soon as he entered.

"Pudu Temple is good, compared to other forces, it is easier to worship."

Luo Xinjie looked jeering and said, "I just have to be shaved, and I have to keep the rules and regulations."

"It's okay to be a monk." Ling Xian couldn't help crying.

"Then the concept of longevity, you don't need to shave, but you can practice the magic." Luo Xin smiled at the play.

"Isn't it a monk or a priest. Isn't there a lot of women's ancestors?" Ling Xian smiled.

"There is a force called Huan Xi Zong, not only a lot of women, but also double cultivation."

Luo Xinjie gave Ling Xian a faint glance, and said, "But if you dare to move in, I will stab you."

"Just a joke." Lingxian Waner said, "Okay, no more, which martial art is right for me?"

"No martial art is suitable for you, but there is a martial art that suits you well."

Luo Xin interpreted Zhu Lip slightly, saying: "This skill is called creation, and it is extremely difficult to cultivate. Legend has it that if you can cultivate to the highest level, breaking the void is easy."

"Oh?"

Ling Xian was intrigued. He went to that world to break the void and broke through to the ninth realm. There was an exercise method that pointed directly at the broken void, which naturally made him tempted.

"Cultivation methods can be found everywhere, and they can be sold on the stalls. Don't worry about not learning."

Luo Xinjie smiled faintly: "As for whether you can confirm the legend and break the void, it depends on your ability."

"How do I think this is a pit." Ling Xian couldn't help crying or laughing. He would never go to that world and start from scratch if it wasn't for breaking through to the ninth realm.

"Trust me, I will never pit you." Luo Xinjie smiled with a smile.

"Your promise makes me even more worried." Ling Xian sighed quietly.

"I have no conscience, can I pit you?" Luo Xinjie glanced at Ling Xian and said, "Less talk about nonsense, can you go?"

"Of course, if there is no chance, even if it is a hundred years of hard work, it may not be able to break through the ninth state."

"And what I lack most is time."

Ling Xian sighed lightly, Shengzu was born soon, even if it was dangerous, he had to fight.

"It's like you're dying."

Luo Xin gave him a white look and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to that world."

"Wait a moment." Ling Xian smiled slightly, and took out a crane from the storage bag.

Later, he wrote the words of his words on the spirit paper, and let Qianlihe fly towards the true dragons.

"Well, who is this book for? Is it the Dragon Princess?"

Luo Xin smiled and said, "I can hear that you have an ambiguous relationship with her.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm resigning to the Dragon King." Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. He and the Dragon King could be regarded as having forgotten their friendship. Could you say goodbye?

"The Dragon King knows, and that Dragon Princess knows it too." Luo Xinjie joked, "You don't do it in person, aren't you afraid of being angry?"

"Well, let's go." Ling Xian laughed, followed Luo Xin's disengagement, and flew towards that world.

...

As Lingxian left the demon star, the leaders of the seven royal families gathered in the Dragon family to discuss the banquet.

The reason why he wanted to host a banquet was because the demon star Wanling wanted to worship Lingxian, and the masters of the seven royal families also wanted to thank him formally.

"You can't ignore the request of the magic star, this banquet must be done."

"Yes, sir is qualified to worship the Wraith Star."

"I do n’t have any opinion about the true Phoenix family, there is only one requirement, and the banquet place must be in our True Phoenix family."

"Do you really have a big fart? Can you hold the demon star all souls? Besides, sir is the closest to my white tiger family. Of course, the banquet must be held in my white tiger family."

"Dead tiger, what do you say? Want to fight, right?"

"Do you dare to scream? You just fight, afraid you won't succeed?"

The lord of the phoenix and the lord of the white tiger family glared at each other.

"Can you two stop?"

The Dragon King had a headache and said, "I want to fight, and I'll go out after the discussion."

"It's okay with you."

Lord Huang sneered, and said, "Dead tiger, today you don't apologize, don't blame me for beating you full of teeth."

"Don't hesitate to speak, a cockroach, dare to pretend in front of me?"

"Who are you talking about?" Lord Huang was angry.

"Who do you say are dead tigers?" The lord of the White Tigers sneered.

"I'll just scold you, how can you treat me?" Lord Huang sneered.

"I scolded you, too, how can you help me?"

The Lord of the White Tiger family hummed, and the tongue-wounding words gave the Dragon King a headache.

The heads of the royal families also had a headache.

The Phoenix and Tiger clan are feuds. I am afraid that the Lord of the White Tigers and the Phoenix Lord will not quarrel only when the monster star is alive or dead.

Just then, a thousand-mile crane staggered and flew into the conference hall.

Then, a piece of spirit paper fell in front of the Dragon King.

There was only a simple sentence above. I left, and asked the Dragon King to tell the Lord of the White Tigers and Phoenix Jiu Ge. The payment was Ling Xian.

Seeing this, the Dragon King sighed softly and said, "Well, you two don't need to argue anymore."

"What do you mean?" The Lord of the White Tigers frowned.

"Lingxian has already left. This banquet to let the demonic star worship him is naturally unnecessary." The Dragon King waved his hand, and the spirit paper fell to the Lord of the White Tigers.

Seeing the above, the Lord of the White Tigers sighed and was quite lost.

"I haven't thanked him well."

"Yeah, I didn't expect him to leave like this."

"I don't know when it will be next time."

A few lords of the royal family sighed, all of them lost.

"Well, let's all fall away." The Dragon King waved his hands, fascinated.

"I'll settle accounts with you again next time." Leng Hu, the head of the Baihu tribe, turned and left.

The lords of those royal families also left one after another.

"Hopefully, Wushuang will not be sad." The Dragon King rubbed his temples and felt a headache.