Grassroots Immortality

This situation often happened from now on. In front of Lyfiya's house, some prey would appear every now and then, such as wild boars, goats, and even tigers, etc. Anyway, as long as they walked on the ground, they almost all appeared on the ground. In front of Lyfia's room door. Now, Lyfia and Ruby were almost certain that it must be Lin Xian who sent these prey.

However, they also thought about meeting Lin Xian, but no matter what, they couldn't wait for Lin Xian to show up. In the end, he had no choice but to give up, but Ruby felt relieved after learning that Lin Xian had recovered and could still hunt so many prey.

A month has passed. With the foundation of the physical body built by the blood pool, Lin can now practice according to the practice method of the Heavenly Demon Holy Body. It's just that without the aid of elixirs and spiritual fluids, his cultivation speed is a bit slow.

That night, Lin Xian was still practicing in his residence in Canshan. Suddenly, his closed eyes suddenly widened, and he sensed from his spiritual consciousness that five monks were flying towards the fishing village. Judging from their speech and behavior, they all have bad intentions.

Lin Xian stood up immediately, and then disappeared into Canshan's residence in a flash. He ran towards the fishing village as fast as he could. While running wildly, I was still thinking in my heart: I hope it's still not too late.

And just when Lin Xian arrived not far from Lyphia's house, the group of monks had already started massacre in the village. They seemed to be practicing some kind of magic power. After the mortals were killed, their blood was sucked dry and they became A mummy.

Soon, Lin Xian also arrived at the place where the massacre took place. Seeing someone carrying a heavy sword coming to them, several monks were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter.

The scene in front of me is like a heroic hero who wants to hoe the strong and help the weak and expand justice. They were all waiting for Lin Xian's righteous words, but Lin Xian looked at them coldly, without any expression or words. Several people were a little puzzled, and one of them stood up and said: "Boy, you are here to find..."

Before the man finished speaking, Lin Xian came to him in a flash, and then punched out. Before the man could even react, an iron fist pierced his heart. The man stared at Lin Xian blankly, with a look of horror on his face.

Lin Xian drew out his fist and disappeared again, and the body of the man just now also fell to the ground. Only then did the remaining people react, and they took out their defensive weapons and started to resist.

However, when the two couldn't breathe, Lin Xian came to another disciple. With the same punch, the usually strong and unusually strong defensive magic weapon was like paper in front of Lin Xian. The magic weapon shattered in response, and this The monk let out a scream. Then he fell to the ground again.

The remaining three monks still don't know why they are mortal heroes. They are simply seniors in the world of cultivation. The three people immediately gave up the idea of ​​​​escape, and knelt down and kowtowed to beg for mercy.

Lin Xian looked at the three of them coldly and said in a calm tone: "How many people are you waiting for? Why are you here?" Lin didn't say much. He could still speak in such a tone when facing an immortal cultivator, and the three of them became even more convinced. Lin Xian's identity as a senior.

One of the disciples said in a trembling voice: "Junior and the other five are disciples of the Tianmo Sect in Jingtao City. They were ordered by the elders in the sect to patrol around and came here by the way..." This disciple's His body was already trembling. He never thought that in such a remote place with such thin spiritual energy, how could he meet a senior here. You know, even they don't want to come to a remote place like this. How could they come here if it weren't for the orders of the sect's seniors.

Lin Xian's entire body was like an ice cube, which made the three of them shudder even more. He asked again in a cold voice: "You and the other five, since it is a patrol, how come you came to this fishing village, and why do you want to kill mortals indiscriminately?"

The disciple's body trembled even more when he heard Lin Xian's words, but he continued to answer in a trembling voice: "We accepted the sect's mission to find a mortal, it seems that his name is Lin Xian. The junior also has his image on his body, and killing mortals is just a way to practice. The junior has told the senior everything he knows, and asked the senior to let the junior and others live. "

Lin Xian sneered, stretched out his right hand, pinched the disciple's neck, and then lifted him up like a chicken. The palm of his hand exerted a slight force, and a click sound was heard, and the disciple fell like this.

The other two disciples saw that their senior had started killing people. Although their hearts were full of despair, they would not sit still and wait for death. They got up and ran away. Lin Xian dodged and punched a disciple in the back. The disciple also screamed, then flew several feet away and fell motionless on the ground.

At this time, another disciple had already mastered the magic weapon and was about to fly away. In an instant, a frightening thorn shot out from Lin Xian's sea of ​​consciousness. In just one breath, a scream was heard, and the disciple who was flying in the air also fell down, and there was no movement. Although Lin Xian no longer has spiritual power, his spiritual consciousness is still there. Among all his magical powers, only this frightening thorn can still be used.

Lin Xian came to a few people and found that they were dead. He took off their storage bags and put them into the Universe Mirror, then turned and left.

Lin Xian left without saying goodbye to Lifia and Ruby, nor did he affect anyone in the village. From the disciple just now, he had learned that his news had spread to the western sea area. It seemed that the power of Xuanqing Palace was indeed not small. Even though his Dantian had been destroyed, they still held on to him. Could it be that the Water Spirit Pearl made them so persistent?

Suddenly, Lin Xian seemed to think of something. No! A Water Spirit Pearl was not worth their efforts. When he escaped from Xinluo Sect, it must have been the Qiankun Mirror that saved him, so the Qiankun Mirror must have been exposed. Such a treasure, the Exploding Heaven Taoist would certainly not give it up easily.

Lin Xian's appearance has changed a bit now. His hair is messy, his face is full of beard, and he looks haggard. In the past, he was the disciple of the master of Xinluo Sect and the first genius of the sect. Therefore, although he looked ordinary, he also looked like a young man, which was very different from his current miserable appearance. No wonder several disciples didn't recognize him just now.

Lin Xian was actually quite happy with this. He would hardly need to disguise himself in the future, and no one should be able to recognize him. It seemed that his life as a savage on the Canshan Mountain during this period of time was not without gain.