Painting of the Nine Immortals

In mid-air, a magic drug is suspended, the aura of light flashes, and the fragrance is fragrant.

This made the gray man smile and rejoice.

The man regretted it.

Before that, he was glad that Ling Xian didn't choose himself. At this moment, his intestines were almost regretful.

"Hold it, it's your reward for showing me the way." Ling Xian's expression was calm. For him, a magic potion is no different from a spirit stone.

"Thank you son." The man in gray clothing was overjoyed, and hurriedly put the magic medicine in his bag, afraid of Lingxian's remorse.

"Lead the way."

Ling Xian said faintly. From the present point of view, Chan Chan Pavilion is the only force that can help him. In any case, he must go and see.

"My son, please follow me." The gray-clad man smiled and gave the man a proud look, then flew southeast.

Ling Xian left.

Seven days later, the two landed on the sea, and saw a nine-story pavilion floating in front of them, wandering around the white mist and flowing to Shenhua.

The lines are looming, runes are spread, and the nine-story pavilion is like a giant beast.

"This is the headquarters of Cicada, which claims to be omniscient and omniscient."

The man in the gray coat laughed: "If the son wants to inquire about the news, it is most correct to come here."

"Wait for me, if after three days I haven't come out yet, you will leave on your own."

Ling Xian spoke faintly. The reason why the man in gray is not allowed to leave is because this person is familiar with the ghost realm and it is useful.

"Yes." The gray-clad man flattered and dared not.

"Hopefully, I can get what I want." Ling Xian whispered to herself, coming to the front of Rune.

The next moment, the Rune dispersed, and a bland word came from the pavilion.

"Come in."

Hearing that, Ling Xian took a big step and walked into Ting Chan Pavilion.

I saw the dim surroundings, and in front of him was an old man in black, gray-haired and old-fashioned.

With a knife in his right hand, he carved a woodcarving without any momentum. He looked like an ordinary old man who was about to die.

However, how keen is Ling Xian's consciousness?

Although the old man's method of accumulating interest is good, he can see at a glance that this man is half-step supreme and has an extraordinary foundation.

This means that the elderly are not inferior in listening to Cicada.

"I do not know Your Excellency came to me to listen to Cicada. What do you want to inquire about?" The old man looked indifferent, and cared about portraying the woodcarvings without looking at Ling Xian.

"I want to find something." Ling Xian glanced deeply at the old man and slowly spit out five words.

"Humanistic reincarnation."

The words fell, and the old man's hand depicting the woodcarving suddenly became rigid. Obviously, his heart rippled.

"Looks like, you know where the humane reincarnation is." Ling Xian laughed. He was not afraid of the old man's demanding requirements.

"I do know where this treasure is."

The old man frowned slightly and said, "This matter is secretive, looking at the whole ghost realm, no more than five people know it. One of them is the owner of humane reincarnation. How did you know?"

"I have my own channel, you just need to tell me who the humane reincarnation is." Ling Xian Jianmei frowned slightly, with mixed feelings.

The joy is that there is a clear direction, and the worry is that the humane reincarnation has a master.

This treasure is powerful and surpasses the Supreme Soldier. Even if its master is only a monk who enters the holy realm, he can reign in the same rank by humane reincarnation.

"Listen to the rules of Cicada, you should know."

The old man said lightly, "If you want it, you have to pay the price."

"I know the rules of Cicada, but I am in trouble. Can I exchange it for treasure?"

Ling Xian's eyes were so deep that he had no shortage of treasures, even if the old man set a sky high price, he didn't care.

"Rules are unbreakable."

The old man said indifferently: "Want to know who the humanitarian reincarnation is in, you must do something for me to listen to Cicada."

"You said." Ling Xian frowned slightly.

"Two months ago, the Tibetan Soldier Valley refined a prototype of the Supreme Soldier. It happens that I lack a device for preaching."

The old man smiled slightly and said, "As long as you bring it back, I will tell you where the humane cycle is."

"Supreme Soldier ..." Ling Xian froze slightly, not expecting that the conditions of the old man would be the prototype of the supreme soldier of the Tibetan Soldier Valley.

This can be said to be harsh or simple.

The Valley of the Tibetan Soldiers is one of the three major forces in the ghost realm.

However, he is a master of the arts and can easily develop the prototype of the Supreme Soldier.

At the moment, Ling Xian smiled lightly: "You don't have to be so troublesome. You want a means of preaching. I can send you."

"Do you have the Supreme Soldier?" The old man was shocked. The Supreme Soldier was a rare treasure that the Supreme did not necessarily possess.

"No, but I can make it."

Ling Xian smiled lightly. For him, refining the Supreme Soldier is not difficult, there is no need to provoke the Tibetan soldier valley.

"As far as I know, only the Grand Master can refine the Supreme Soldier."

"Don't tell me, you are a great master."

The old man's brows froze, and he didn't believe that Ling Xian, who was only two hundred years old, would be a master of Taoism.

"If not, would I say I can make it?"

Ling Xian said faintly, "Prepare the magic, I will make the prototype of the Supreme Soldier for you in exchange for the whereabouts of the humane reincarnation disk."

"Two questions, one, what if you fail."

The old man teased and said, "Second, I don't want to give my surprise."

"The first question, if I fail, I will compensate you for all the losses."

"Second question, where is the Tibetan Binggu, you should know better than me."

"With the power of the Supreme Soldier, I don't think I can get the prototype of the Supreme Soldier. Although my life and death have nothing to do with you, if I fail, you should not want to get the Supreme Soldier.

"Instead of letting me take the risk, choose a more secure way, don't you?"

Ling Xian glanced at the old man lightly. With his ability, it was not difficult to steal the prototype of the Supreme Soldier. Even if he went to the six giants to steal treasure, he was sure to retreat.

But for him, refining the Supreme Soldier is simpler.

"It's true, but only if you can make the Supreme Soldier." The old man narrowed his smile.

"I said, if it fails, I will compensate you for the loss."

Ling Xian said faintly, "I don't want to say extra words. How to choose, you decide."

"Interesting young man, I want to see if you can make the Supreme Soldier."

The old man took a deep look at Ling Xian and said, "I want the treasure of defense. What kind of magic do I need?"

Hearing that, Ling Xian groaned for a while, and said ninety-six kinds of magical materials in succession.

"Not rare, wait for me for half an hour." The old man faded and disappeared.

After half an hour, he stepped out of the void and threw ninety kinds of magical materials to Lingxian.

"Go ahead, I hope, you can make the Supreme Soldier that pleases me."

"It's about the whereabouts of humane reincarnation, and I will naturally make you satisfied." Ling Xian looked calm, without any pressure.

He has made two Supreme Soldiers, one for the Dragon King and one for the Tiger King, both of which are among the Supreme Soldiers.

For him, it is not difficult to make the Supreme Soldier, and it is easier to satisfy the elderly.