Painting of the Nine Immortals

The warm soul tree is one of the world's top five soul-raising treasures, and it is also one of the relics that Lingxian must obtain in this life.

As long as it is obtained, it is equivalent to having an endless stream of warm soul trees, and there is no need to worry about this thing in this life.

Although the Wen soul tree of the Wen family has died, this does not mean absolute death. As long as some kind of heaven and earth gods are found, there is still great hope to bring it back to life.

Therefore, Lingxian must obtain this thing, even if Tian Lei Ge is facing it, he will not hesitate.

"When I first arrived here, I formed a beam with the ground snake, which was not my wish. But to warm the soul tree, I had to choose to shoot."

Ling Xian sighed, and then turned her eyes to Chief Wen, chuckling: "Dare to ask Chief Wen, Tian Lei Ge in your mouth, can you have the fifth power?"

After hearing the words, the Chief Wen had a momentary stun, and said with a bitter smile: "Naturally, if there is a Fifth Stronger, I have already given Wen Soul Tree and that fetish hand."

"However, Tian Lei Ge has four or five yuan strong infants. Among these thousands of miles, it is the most powerful force."

After a pause, he continued to smile bitterly: "These strong babies alone gave me a headache for Wen family. If there was a fifth level of power, my family would have given in.

"It's good to have no fifth realm." Ling Xian was relieved, and the smile on her face was a little bit strong.

He is well aware of his current strength. With this rude body alone, he is enough to sweep the same level, even for the top peak infants, he has a lot of strength.

As long as there is no fifth-level powerhouse in Tianlei Pavilion, he will not be afraid.

Hearing his words, everyone in the audience was stunned, a little confused.

What does it mean if there is no Fifth Power? Just those who are strong enough to destroy the Wen family.

Only Wen Ruyu understood, except for the color of worship in the beautiful eyes, there was only joy.

She knew that Ling Xian was planning to take a shot.

"I don't know what the son meant?" Wen chief arched.

"It's simple."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, her confident style illuminated Tianyu and shocked everyone.

"I mean, as long as Tianlei Pavilion does not have the Fifth Strongest, this trouble will not be trouble."

The words fell, everyone in the audience paused for a while, then realized that Ling Xian was going to take a shot, and her eyes suddenly burst into joy.

Ling Xian has proved his powerful strength with facts, and how can such a master be willing to help the Wen family, so as not to let them feel happy?

Chief Wen was full of hope, and his voice was a little trembling: "Son ... Do you plan to help?"

"I and Ruyu are also friends. The Wen family is in trouble. Naturally, I will not sit idly by."

Ling Xian smiled indifferently, and said, "However, I have something to ask for, and I also ask Chief Wen to answer."

"Ask for one thing?"

The head of the Wen clan gave a moment of laughter and laughed: "Despite the orders of the son, as long as I can do it, I will never quit."

"It's very simple. I want to warm the soul tree." Ling Xian smiled slightly and stated her purpose.

Hearing that everyone in the Wen family frowned, but didn't expect Lingxian to ask for this.

But when they thought that the soul tree was dead and it was useless to keep it, they were relieved. In exchange for a master like Lingxian with a dead tree, it is really not worth it.

"If I changed to Wen Soul Tree before I died, I wouldn't agree with anything. But now, it's nothing to give the boy, just ..."

The head of the Wen family hesitated, and looked at Ling Xian carefully, but stopped talking.

"President Wen said it was okay, I didn't mean to rob your treasures, let alone take advantage of the fire."

Ling Xian and Xun smiled and said, "This is a kind of transaction. If you agree, I will help Wen family through this crisis. If I don't agree, I won't do anything, even assured."

"My son has misunderstood. What I want to say is, can my son help Wen family survive the crisis?" Chief Wen was careful, for fear of angering Lingxian because of his doubts.

"I was worried about it."

Ling Xian smirked and said, "You can rest assured that the Wen clan will grow up. I will solve this matter first, and then ask for my reward. If I can't, you don't want to give me the warm soul tree."

"So good."

Patriarch Wen completely relaxed his heart and laughed, "Then I will rely on my son."

"Relief Chief Wen is assured."

Ling Xian nodded gently and said, "I'll take a shot when the next Tianlei Pavilion comes."

"Okay, good."

The head of the Wen tribe was overjoyed and laughed loudly: "Haha, with the help of my son, my Wen family will definitely be able to survive this difficult time."

"Now, please also ask Chief Wen to prepare a quiet place for me. I want to take a rest." Ling Xian smiled.

"it is good."

The Chief Wen promised, and said, "As a jade, you take the son to the bamboo forest in Houshan, and entertain the son for the father."

"I know dad."

Wen Ruyu nodded his head lightly, and then stepped out of the living room.

Ling Xian naturally kept up.

After leaving the living room, Wen Ruyu smiled and said, "Thank you, master."

"Thank me, seriously, it should be me thanking you."

Ling Xian's mouth smiled. Since he learned the five soul-cultivating relics, he has been searching carefully. But for so many years of the practice, apart from getting a small piece of warm soul wood, there is no gain.

Now that he has hope for a whole warm soul tree, naturally he is very pleased.

Although the warm soul tree is dead, he believes that he can find the right way to bring the tree back to life.

Therefore, he was very fortunate to have met Ruyu himself, and even more fortunate that he chose to take his own shot.

"It doesn't matter who thank you, anyway, it's fine now, I don't need to marry that bastard, and Wen's crisis is resolved."

Wen Ruyu Qiao's face was full of joy, except for worship in a pair of wonderful eyes, only gratitude.

"It's a little early to be happy, but the matter of Tian Lei Ge is still unknown." Ling Xian shook her head gently, afraid to give birth to a small heart.

"But you are the ruthless man who convinced all the seven cases and eighteen gates, the Tianlei Pavilion, haven't you got your hands on it yet?" Wen Ruyu skimmed his lips and didn't care.

"That may not be so, anyway, that is also a force."

Ling Xian said with a light smile. Although he was confident in the realm of Yuan Ying, he could leave calmly even if he could not fight.

However, he will not underestimate the enemy, especially in Tianzhou, where countless people are strangers.

"Hey, you are so strong, I believe a Tianlei Pavilion, I can't help you." Wen Ruyu was full of confidence in Lingxian.

Hearing words, Ling Xian smiled and said nothing.

After that, the two came to a bamboo forest in the back of the Wen family.

This place is quiet and elegant, quiet and peaceful, the breeze is blowing, the bamboo leaves rustle, it can be regarded as a pleasant scenery.

"Let's stay here. I'll talk to my dad first. I'll come to you when I have time." Wen Ruyu vomited, and turned away.

"Resolve the Wen family's troubles first, get Wen Soul Tree, and then inquire about the news of the real Phoenix."

Muttering, Ling Xian walked into that thatched house, waiting for the door of Tian Lei Ge strong.