Painting of the Nine Immortals

Looking at the life of the lowered head, Ling Xian shook her head gently and said nothing.

He could feel the hatred of this person, but he didn't care.

This time is different from the past. Today, he is so strong that he would not even dare to presume in the nine Dynasties. How can a monk with a Dandan period be taken to his heart?

What's more, with his mind, he doesn't account for the small grudges he once had.

Therefore, Ling Xian waved her hand to signal that the matter had passed.

This relieved the Lord of Shuluozong. He didn't say a word, and gave him a few slaps to kill him because he was afraid Ling Ling would be in trouble. Right now, Ling Xian didn't want to care, naturally let him be relieved.

"Xue Xueren's mind, a little bit of grievances back then, you still remember it in your heart, it really makes me shameless."

The Lord of the Shuluozong snorted and pointed at his life and said, "After returning to the blood pool for ten years, you should reflect on it."

The word 'Blood Pond' was in the ear, and everyone's expressions changed. I did not expect that the Lord of the Shura Sect was so fierce that he let life killer enter there and suffer.

You know, that's not a good place, but a cruel place where everyone talks. It can be said that the blood pool is the most cruel punishment of Shuluozong. Even if you look at the whole Yunzhou, it is also the place where the punishment is ranked.

In this way, how can everyone not change color?

In particular, life and death are even more revealing, and even the body is shaking. At this moment, he was full of regrets, and he regretted that he should not show any intention to kill Ling Xian.

"Sura Lord, this punishment is a bit heavy."

Ling Xian smiled lightly and said, "I just had a little friction with him. In my opinion, just let it go."

I heard that there was a faint flash of light in the eyes of everyone in the audience. I didn't expect Ling Xian's heart to be so wide.

Especially killing lives is even more shocking. Immediately, he laughed sorrowfully and realized it.

Ling Xian didn't take him seriously at all.

To put it bluntly, he does not even have the qualifications to become an enemy of Lingxian.

"Not even qualified to be your enemy ..."

Fate killing is full of bitterness, if Ling Xian shot to teach him, he might not be bitter. At most, there is a kind of humiliation.

However, not only did Ling Xian not teach him, but he interceded for him. What does this mean?

In addition to representing Ling Xian's broad-minded, it also represents a kind of inattention, a complete disregard!

Therefore, Fang Shasheng finally realized how stupid and ridiculous he was.

"Linggong has spoken. I naturally should obey."

The smiling face of the Lord of Shura Zong, his soothing appearance, contrasted sharply with the indifference to life and death, making this person even more bitter.

After that, he glared at him and said coldly, "Not happy yet, thank you, Prince Ling, for ignoring the suspect?"

"Yes, teach."

Fate kills life and loses one's soul, there is no hate in the eyes, no humiliation, and some are just bitter. He arched his hand at Ling Xian, and said, "Thank you Lord Ling for interceding for me."

"The events of that year have long since disappeared in my heart, and I hope you can let go."

Seeing as if it had become a dead body, Ling Xian smiled lightly: "Of course, if you can't let it go, you are always welcome to come to my trouble."

Looking for your trouble?

Fate kills him with a smirk. He already understands that, for the rest of his life, it is difficult to catch up with Ling Xian, let alone defeat him.

"Master Ling joked. If he dares to hate you, I will kill him first." The Lord of Shura Sect looked cold and did not know whether to pretend, or would he really do so.

But no matter which one, he expressed his awe of Ling Xian.

"Well, this is the end of this matter, don't break your Yaxing." Ling Xian waved his hand, and he never took it to heart from beginning to end.

For him, it was just an episode.

After that, he suddenly thought of Zhenhuang Nirvana Pond, and laughed loudly: "Yes, there is one thing next, and I want to ask you to teach and answer."

"Linggong is polite. If anything, you can order it."

"Yes, as long as I can, my Daxia dynasty will not quit."

"Lingg Ling, but it doesn't matter, I will obey."

Many palm teachers have spoken, no one dare not give him face.

Upon hearing this, Ling Xian smiled lightly: "It's not a big deal, I just want to go through the ancient books of your various forces."

Speaking, he added: "Of course, it's just the kind of ancient book that records anecdotes. It will never look through your powers."

Hearing that everyone present was relieved.

If Ling Xian intends to look through the power of their channel, it is naturally impossible. After all, that's the root of each force's survival, how can it be left to outsiders?

However, if you only look at ancient books of that anecdote, then there is no problem. Anyway, there is no secret in it.

Therefore, the leaders of many forces have promised one after another, saying that as long as Lingxian has time, he can read it at any time.

"Then I would like to thank you all." Ling Xian smiled slightly, very satisfied with everyone's attitude.

The reason why he wanted to read the ancient books of the major forces was to see if he could find some records about the True Phoenix Nirvana Pond.

Although he is very strong at the moment, but without mana, it is not very convenient after all, and it is a bit regrettable after all.

In this way, he naturally wanted to find the True Phoenix Nirvana sooner, so that his mana transformed successfully and became stronger!

"The gates of my Da Xia Dynasty are open for you at any time, and you are welcome to come.

The Emperor of the Xia Dynasty arched his hand at Ling Xian and laughed: "It's getting late, I should leave, and leave."

After speaking, he turned the dragon into the air and disappeared in an instant.

Seeing this, the masters of the other forces also bowed their hands and left.

In a blink of an eye, the originally lively venue was silent, and only Sun Zehao and Mo Qing were still there.

"Haha, I should go now."

Sun Zehao smiled brightly and said, "If you are free, come to me too fancy, I will treat you well."

As he said, he waved his sleeves and drove away with his two disciples.

Mo Qingnian was also holding his fists, saying, "If you have the chance, see it all."

The words fell, and a volume of golden books emerged, carrying him away.

"It's all gone."

Ling Xian sighed, then got up, and looked at the sunset that gradually sinks, staring a bit of expectation in her eyes.

"Hopefully, clues can be found in some ancient books. Otherwise, no mana is not a long-term solution."

Muttering, Ling Xian tore the void and turned to leave.

A banquet held for him ends here, but its far-reaching significance is far from over. This can be seen from the attitude of the leaders of the major forces towards him.

Today, Lingxian has become a significant figure in Yunzhou, and even the most powerful forces in Yunzhou dare not prey on him.

This means that he is as bright as the sun, brilliant and endless, shining in Yunzhou.