Painting of the Nine Immortals

Ling Xian smiled at the top of the soul raising hill, and talked about the process.

After listening to it, Lian Cangqiang was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "The affliction of Acacia is the most tortured, and it hurt her."

"Master, since you have her in your heart, why not show up?" Ling Xian hesitated.

"Ashamed in my heart, I don't see each other."

Lian Cangqiang smiled bitterly and said, "Stop talking about it, if you have trouble that can't be resolved, you can ask her for help."

"I understand." Ling Xian smiled slightly, because if he had difficulty refining the sky, Lord Huang Quangu would not stand idly by.

And the owner of Huangquan Valley is the most invincible sacred ancestor, with her covered, even if he broke the sky, nothing will happen.

"Go, I want to be alone." Lian Cangqiang sighed.

"The disciples retired." Ling Xian arched her hands and turned to leave.

After that, he meditated and waited for the owner of Huangquan Valley.

Time passed little by little. Three days later, Huang Quangu stepped out of the void, dazzling the chaos and flowing bright rays of light.

"Mother-in-law." Ling Xian opened her eyes, flashing a look of expectation.

"It's so nice to hear you call me" Madam "as soon as you come back." Master Huang Quangu looked at Ling Xian with a smile and waved a wave of black blood.

Suddenly, the sky was gloomy, it was like falling into the night without seeing a trace of light.

This caused Ling Xianmu to condense and said, "Master, hasn't this blood been purified?"

"If it's not purified, it will be **** that day."

The owner of Huangquan Valley sighed softly and said, "People of the blood race are the most weird. If you meet, you should have a 12-point spirit."

"Isn't the blood tribe destroyed?" Ling Xian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she glanced at the dark sky, shaking.

After purification, there is still such power. It is conceivable how terrifying the ancestors of the blood race.

"A hundred-footed worm, dead but not stiff."

Huang Quangu said indifferently, "How can the blood race be completely extinct?

"I see. The warning from the master, I keep it in my heart." Ling Xianxing's eyes narrowed, thinking of the blood pond in the tomb.

There, there are blood people.

"Refine this blood, as long as you can refine this blood, you can break through to the middle of the sacred realm." The owner of Huang Quangu smiled lightly.

"No hurry, I have something to ask my sister-in-law." Ling Xian smiled, and said, "That senior monk Dade, can't get rid of his mother-in-law's demon?"

"Yes, my demon is the result of devotion, and the demon persists."

Huang Quangu said with a smile: "But three days ago, my demon dissipated."

Hearing that Ling Xian was a little surprised, but did not expect that Huang Quangu's heart demon had disappeared.

"Thank you for this. If you didn't bring me a message, the demon will not dissipate throughout his life." Lord Huang Quangu sighed, and said, "My demon was born because of that old bastard. Destroyed by him. "

"I see." Ling Xian smiled, and the owner of Huang Quangu thought that Lian Cangqiang didn't love her.

After hearing that sentence, the demons naturally dissipated.

"It was because of him, it was because of him. The word love is really incomprehensible." Huang Quangu sighed, and said, "Little guy, don't learn that old idiot, steal your heart, and lose it . "

Hearing the words, Ling Xian was silent, remembering the red faces who loved him deeply.

"Looking at you, I want to steal a lot of girls' hearts."

The owner of Huang Quangu took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "It's okay to steal your heart, just let it go."

"Yes ..." Ling Xian was silent for a moment, and said, "I see."

Hearing the words, the owner of Huang Quangu smiled and said, "Okay, refine this blood."

After speaking, her figure faded and disappeared.

Seeing this, Ling Xian calmed down and refined the black blood.

If this blood is not purified, then his end will either be dead or lost his mind, only to kill.

In the case of being purified, the blood has only the benefit, and it is easy to refine.

In just two days, Lingxian completely refined the black blood, which was neither dangerous nor painful.

Cultivation then reached the middle of the Holy Land.

The majestic mighty sweep of the Eight Wilds proved that he was one step higher, only two steps away from the Supreme.

"I would like to thank You Shen. If he hadn't pulled me into a foreign land, how could I break through the middle of the sanctuary so quickly?" Ling Xian smiled and was quite pleased.

There is no way to be unhappy, the harvest of his trip is too great. Let ’s not talk about breaking through to the middle of the sacred realm. Just talking about the soil and mysticism is a huge gain.

"Congratulations on your breakthrough into the middle of the sacred realm." Lord Huang Quangu appeared, and he was exuberant and engulfed.

"Thank you, Madam. If you didn't ask someone to purify this blood, I wouldn't be able to break through to the middle of entering the sacred realm." Ling Xian smiled, fortunately she called her master Huangquangu.

Otherwise, he had to be bombarded after a heavy blow.

"What are you polite to Master?" The owner of Huang Quangu looked at Ling Xian with a smile, and the more she liked the more she looked.

"By the way, my sister-in-law knows where there are requiem and setter iron?" Ling Xian smiled, trying to find requiem and setter iron, forming an endless magnetic field of soul-raising.

At that time, the remnants of immortals and other immortals will not dissipate, and there is a possibility of remodeling.

"Hunting the soul is precious ..." Huang Quangu said doubtfully, "Anhun flame and set soul iron have a great effect on the residual soul, what do you do to find them?"

"I embarked on the path of immortal souls, and soul raising is also a bit useful to me." Ling Xian said softly, fortunately, she embarked on the path of immortal souls, otherwise, she could not explain.

"That makes sense."

Lord Huang Quangu took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "Even I couldn't embark on the road of immortal souls. I didn't expect that you could embark on it. It was really extraordinary."

"Mother-in-law has won the prize." Ling Xian smiled lightly, "Mother-in-law knows where there is requiem and set soul iron?"

"I don't know Requiem, but there is a clue to it."

The owner of Huang Quangu smiled lightly: "There is a strange secret land in the Sen Luo mainland, which is full of magical materials. It is said that someone has seen Dinghun Iron there."

"Where's that mystery?" Ling Xian came to the spirit, and Dinghun Iron was the god-like thing he had to find in this life. No matter what, he had to go and see.

"The sea travelling thousands of miles eastward is manifested once every three years, and souls below the supremacy can enter."

"If there is no such agreement, I can move the mystery directly, but unfortunately, the ancestors of the Sunra mainland reached an agreement, and the souls above the supreme level cannot be reached."

Huangquangu said, "So you can only go there once."

"Anyway, as long as there is a soul fixer."

Ling Xian smiled, but soon, he frowned, and said, "When was the last time I opened it?"

"I don't pay attention to these, you ask Meng Yun."

Huang Quangu's big sleeve waved, Meng Yun emerged, his face was calm, without any surprise.

Apparently, she has become accustomed to being dragged into the small world by the owner of Huang Quangu.

At the moment, Meng Yun bowed to the host of Huang Quangu and said, "I don't know what the ancestor called me to, why?"

"Your uncle has something to ask you." Lord Huang Quangu said lightly.