Painting of the Nine Immortals

In the air, Lingxian stood with his hands in a negative shape, like a fairy, and angry like a demon.

Those mighty powers scared everyone present, and looking at him was like looking at a god.

In their cognition, the seventh realm is already the top powerhouse, but it can't stop Lingxian from hitting with one hand. How can he not respect him as a god?

"I remember, he is Lingxian, once the best in the world!"

"Is that the Ling Xian who swept the heroes in all directions and destroyed the Seven Lords in one day?"

"Isn't he leaving Yongxing? How could he come back?"

Everyone exclaimed, no stranger to Ling Xian.

He has done too many feats, and without exception, it is a big event that caused a sensation in Yongxian!

It is no exaggeration to say that even a three-year-old child has heard of his name.

"Are you Lingxian?"

The old man in black changed his face. He didn't expect Ling Xian to return, and he never expected that the young Tianjiao of that year could easily suppress him today.

"Yes." Ling Xian smiled slightly, remembering the picture when Tianjiao Palace was overpowering the Eight Heroes.

If he was the strongest of the younger generation, then he is now the strongest of the immortal star, deservedly the first in the world!

"Lost in your hands, not wrong." The old man in black smiled bitterly, flung his sleeves, and took Li Gongzi away.

"Looks like you are going to be named Yongxing again."

Gong Suoxin smiled heartily and said, "Thank you very much. If it weren't for you, I would never let them be in awe."

"Is it necessary to say thank you between me and me?" Ling Xian smiled slightly. Gong Suoxin is already the seventh strongest person. Although the water is very high, but there is a shortage of Yongxian in the heavens, anyone will be in awe.

"The great grace and goodness of the son, the little woman has nothing to report, but she has to make a promise with her body."

"Come again." Ling Xian shook her head and laughed. "It's over here, I should leave."

Hearing that, Gong Suo gave Ling Xian a grievous look and said, "Can't you stay for a few more days?"

"Okay, I'm staying." Ling Xian smiled softly, Gong Suo waited for a hundred years, how could he refuse?

"It's almost the same, let's go and accompany me around." Gong Suoxin smiled like a flower, like a little girl, innocent and pure.

"Okay." Ling Xian smiled softly, traveling with Gong Suoxin, watching the mountains and the water.

From the beginning to the end, Gong Suoxin laughed. For her, as long as she was beside Ling Xian, it was the happiest thing in the world.

Ling Xian is also laughing. For many years of spiritual practice, he has fought in the north and south, and has had such a leisurely time.

Unfortunately, he has a lot of things to do and can't stay with Gong Suoxin all the time.

Seven days later, Ling Xian flew towards Yunzhou in Gong Suo Xin's reluctant eyes.

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Wan Jianzong is one of the nine ancestral gates in Yunzhou. A thousand years ago, a prodigious man came out, sweeping the heroes, and arrogantly Yunzhou.

Under his leadership, Wan Jianzong became more and more prosperous. Although he was not the strongest force in Yunzhou, he could also be ranked in the top three.

Two hundred years ago, Wan Jianzong had another shocking arrogance, more dazzling than Dao Wou-ki, and that was Lingxian.

Because of him, Wan Jianzong has become the strongest force in Yunzhou. Even if you look at the entire Yongxian Star, they are all well-known existence!

At this moment, when the day was high, Ling Xian quietly entered Wan Jianzong, and planned to see Tao Wuji first, and then go to see his big disciple, An Qiushui.

"For a long time, I don't know if the suzerain is okay." Ling Xian smiled lightly, but frowned when he fell on the peak of the suzerain of Wanjian.

Because he didn't feel the breath of Tao Wuji, but he felt the breath of An Qiushui.

"Strange, how could Qiushui be on the main peak?" Ling Xian frowned slightly, waving her big sleeves, and the door of the cave separated toward both sides, revealing a stunning woman.

Skin is like sebum, eyes are like autumn water, stunning women's white clothes are like snow, and if Lingbo fairy is pure and luxuriant.

It is An Qiushui.

"Master?"

An Qiushui froze, her eye circles suddenly became red, and said, "Master, is it really you?"

"It's me. I haven't seen you for years. You have become more and more beautiful."

Ling Xian smiled gently and said, "Don't cry, you should laugh when you see me."

"Yes, I should laugh." An Qiushui laughed with tears, and took three steps to make two steps. She wanted to fling to Ling Xianhuai, but she hesitated before approaching.

She is no longer the little girl of the year, and it is naturally inappropriate to embrace Lingxian.

"A long time in the past, how are you doing?" Ling Xian smiled and rubbed An Qiushui's head, just like that year.

This made An Qiushui pretty red, and bowed her head, "I'm fine. How about you, Master?"

"It's not bad." Ling Xian smiled slightly. He has suffered too much since he practiced, but it is not necessary to talk to An Qiushui.

At the moment, he asked with a smile: "What about the lord?"

"I'm the suzerain." An Qiushui smiled joyfully.

Ling Xian changed her destiny. She is the most grateful person in her life. Will she not be happy if she meets again at this moment?

"Ok?"

Ling Xian froze a little, but he was smart and quickly responded: "You took over the position of suzerain?"

"Yes, the suzerain originally intended to pass the seat to you, but you are not here, so he passed the suzerain to me." An Qiushui Yan Yan smiled.

"So it is." Ling Xian smiled, quite proud.

His disciples became the masters of Wan Jianzong, and as a teacher, he naturally had light on his face.

"Master, now I have reached the sixth stage, are you disappointed or satisfied?" An Qiushui's eyes were hopeless, eager to be recognized by Lingxian.

"Of course I am satisfied, and I am proud of you because of you." Ling Xian praised him. In the immortal star of Yongxian, An Qiushui can practice to the sixth level, which is quite amazing.

"Master is satisfied." An Qiushui smiled like a flower, just like a little girl with candy, it is difficult to conceal her joy.

"I'm going to see the suzerain first, where is he?" Ling Xian smiled slightly. He and Dao Wou-ki are friends, naturally they are going to recount the old.

"After the suzerain stepped down, he traveled all over the world. I don't know where he is."

An Qiushui shook his head slightly, and saw Ling Xian frown slightly, saying: "The soul lamp has not gone out, Master need not worry."

Hearing that, Ling Xian's brows stretched and she felt relieved.

The soul lamp didn't go out, which means Dao Wou-Ki was fine, and he was naturally relieved.

At the moment, Ling Xian smiled lightly: "Send you a few gifts."

With that, he pointed out and passed the good luck Tian Gong and Jiu Miaoyin to An Qiushui.

The former is the Supreme Heavenly Power, pointing directly at the road, the latter is a taboo method, famous all over the world.

With these two methods, An Qiushui will not only greatly increase his strength, but also have a bright future.

"Thank you very much, Master." An Qiushui smiled and smiled. Although she didn't know the level of this method, she knew that it could not be a method and was naturally delighted.

"You are my disciple, there is no need to say thank you." Ling Xian smiled mildly, An Qiushui was his disciple, and naturally he would not hesitate.

At the moment, he waved his sleeves and two hills emerged.

One is composed of miracles, and the other is composed of magic weapons.

Later, Ling Xian's big sleeves flung, and the magic weapon of the elixir flew in all directions, such as pouring rain, shocking everyone in Wan Jianzong.