Painting of the Nine Immortals

At this time, the setting sun was evening.

In the mid-air, the wings of Huang Jiuge covered the sky, and the pure white flames continued to rise, reflecting the space into a fold.

Lingxian is dressed in white as snow, standing against a negative hand, like a **** who is facing the dust, and has a graceful appearance.

He looked at the man in black opposite him and smiled lightly: "Since it's my chance, why hide my identity? This veiled appearance is not convincing."

"The words of Daoyou are extremely true."

The man in black whispered softly, and then rolled up his sleeves. At the same time he dispelled the air of chaos, he also took off the bucket, revealing a pretty face.

Seeing this, Ling Xian frowned, slightly surprised. After that, he glanced at the woman with a spirit, and the sword eyebrows could not help but squint slightly.

Because this girl is a monk at the peak of Yuan Ying, and it also gives him an inexplicable pressure.

"How is this? Fair enough."

The woman spread a smile and said, "My name is Han Qingxue, I don't know the name of your friend?"

"Lingxian."

His brows slowly spread, Ling Xian was too lazy to talk nonsense with this woman, and said, "Just be a little bit, talk about something quickly."

"Taoyou is really happy."

Han Qingxue smiled sweetly and said, "Then I won't go in circles. I know a cemetery. I suspect it is the best place to stay. I want to invite Taoists to go with me."

"Awesome graveyard?"

Ling Xian frowned, and was a bit interested.

Generally speaking, after the death of a monk, there will be many funeral items, especially those with an unusual identity. At the moment, the woman said that knowing a graveyard suspected of being extremely powerful, naturally made him interested.

Extremely powerful!

Not to mention whether there are treasures in it, just to say that there is a legacy that may be left, it is enough for anyone to be impressed.

In contrast, there are many traps in the cemetery. After all, no one wants to be disturbed by others after they die.

Therefore, every cemetery is very dangerous and involves many aspects. For example, formation methods, feng shui, and curses are not sufficient enough to be safe.

"interesting."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, and Xingmu stared straight at Han Xinyao like a sharp sword, and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you come to me because I have some raw dishes."

"clever."

Han Qingyue smiled and said, "At that time, I also wanted to bid for a raw plate, but I was too shy and couldn't compete. So I had to ask your friend for help."

"The motivation is there, and it makes sense." Ling Xian smiled slightly, still holding a hesitant attitude.

After all, it was a graveyard suspected of being extremely powerful. If you change anyone, you will keep the secret and will not easily share it with others.

Although the woman came from the wonderful effect of a little bit of raw material, she could reasonably understand it, but Ling Xian always felt that the incident came very suddenly and was a bit weird.

"It seems that Daoyou has doubts about this."

Han Qingxue's smile continued, "Dao You can rest assured. You also know that any cemetery is very dangerous, especially the most powerful cemetery, which is not something you and I can break through. Therefore, I need a raw plate, and you happen to have this strange thing. "

"indeed."

Ling Xian nodded slightly and agreed with the woman's words.

The cemetery of the extreme power must be full of crisis. Even if it is the same, it may not be safe, let alone their two yuan infant monks?

The only hope is to make a living.

After all, this treasure can often play a magical role in a place like a cemetery ruins, pointing out a way of life.

"Dao You can think about it, but only half an hour."

Han Qingxue smiled lightly and said, "I can guarantee that there is no malice to you. Besides, in your moment, you should not be afraid of the strength of the two top infantry peaks."

"I really won't be afraid, but I don't want to be used for calculation." Ling Xian glanced at the woman for a moment, then lost in thought.

Although he still has doubts about this matter, there are few rare graveyards, and there must be a hidden treasure in any place, which is worth his adventure.

Moreover, he is very confident in his own strength. Even if the woman is against him in the tomb, he is confident to suppress it.

Therefore, after a moment of silence, he asked, "How is the treasure distributed in the tomb?"

After hearing the words, Han Qingxue smiled, knowing that Ling Xian could be regarded as agreeing, and said, "Half a man is naturally the most fair."

"You have confidence in the location of the cemetery. I will make a living offer and provide us with security. It should be one and a half."

Ling Xian nodded slightly and was quite satisfied with the allocation.

After all, what they have at their disposal is crucial. No one can do without them, and it is fair to divide them equally.

"So, Daoyou agreed."

Han Qingxue smiled like a flower, she knew that the cemetery had been there for some time, but she knew she had insufficient strength, and there were no strange objects similar to raw materials, so she never went forward.

Right now, I finally found a raw plate, which naturally made her quite happy.

"It is extremely difficult to meet the tomb of the highest power in my life. I naturally want to see it."

Ling Xian smiled slightly, seemingly inadvertently said: "However, I do not like conspiracy, you better be honest."

"Tao You really laughs and jokes, but I sincerely invite you to share that ancient tomb with Dao You." Han Qingxue's expression remained unchanged, whether it was conscience or acting skills were too good.

In short, Lingxian didn't find anything abnormal in her expression, and said, "Hurry up now, I think, you should also participate in the Tianjiao hegemony, don't miss it."

"Tao friendly eyes."

Han Qingxue's beautiful eyes flashed a strange color, and said, "But please rest assured that there are still two months before Tianjiao Palace, and there is absolutely no time."

"It's too late, and it's not a waste here. Let's lead the way." Ling Xian said lightly.

Han Qingxue nodded his head slightly, and suddenly turned his eyes to Huang Jiu Ge, expecting slightly: "Taoist, I wonder if I can stand with you?"

Upon hearing this, Ling Xian glanced at the woman, knowing that she wanted to experience the feeling of using a Phoenix as a mount. It is naturally impossible for him to agree to this.

However, he hadn't spoken yet, and Huang Jiuge uttered words, and showed no mercy when he spoke.

"You don't have this qualification. All in the world, only he has it."

Hearing, Han Qingxue flashed a little embarrassment on his face, but there was no emotion of anger and resentment, but it was difficult to hide envy in the beautiful eyes.

"Taoyou is so blessed that even a half-blooded phoenix can be subdued."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and said, "Let's show the way."

"it is good."

Han Qingxue nodded her head slightly, and the large sleeves flipped between them. Xiangyun sprang from the soles of her feet, carrying her galloping southeast.

Seeing this, without Lingxian's greetings, Huang Jiujie stretched his wings and followed.

In this way, under the guidance of Han Qingxue, a group of three people cut through the sky and flew towards the graveyard where they were suspected to be extremely powerful.

After flying for half a month, the three finally landed in a mountain range.

Here is their destination.