Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

The entire Alien Carving Workshop was boiling, and all the great cultivators were unbelievable.

Li Yinhai's face was even more blue and red, and the expressions of those who had spoken contemptuously before were even more wonderful.

Chang Yan retrieved the weird wood carving and grinned: "That way, I can continue, right?"

Then, she ignored these great cultivators, walked back to the place, took a sip of wine with a gourd, and languidly looked at the weird wooden sculpture in front of her, as if this world was her world.

"It's absolutely impossible, that kind of unstructured carving can actually be in the middle!" Li Yinhai suddenly shouted, his eyes gloomy, "What's more, what kind of realm can she have with her only Jin Dan realm?"

When the words sounded, the expressions of many great cultivators slowed down, and many people said.

"Yes!"

"This woman must have done something!"

"I took a look at the wood carving, what is so mysterious!"

When the words fell, Li Yinhai took the lead. The power of the **** in his palm was inextricably linked, and he went straight to the wooden sculpture in Chang Yan's hand.

The long smoke eyes that had been drunk all the time passed a faint Qingming, and sighed slightly.

"Senior, why bother?"

"I'm just carving a wooden sculpture!"

Then, a broken sword appeared in her hand, the broken sword cut out, and the sword aura swept across the inextricable power of transforming gods.

In just an instant, the long smoke flew upside down, stepped back several tens of meters, and his feet slid clear marks on the ground.

The long smoke changes color from red to white, and blood boils in the body.

She does have a little background, but the strength is only the golden core after all, and there is a big gap between Li Yinhai's god-level cultivation.

"Even blocked?" Li Yinhai frowned, his eyes fell on the wooden sculpture in Chang Yan's hand.

"Chang Yan, I just took this wooden sculpture to take a look, why do you protect each other so tightly?" Li Yinhai said in a deep voice, if he had nothing to do, he wouldn't want to completely tear his face with Chang Yan. The clan brother knew that he would also have trouble.

Chang Yan lowered his head and glanced at the strange wooden carving, and slightly pursed his lips.

"It's nothing more than a sculpture, there is no mystery, so why bother with the predecessors?" Chang Yan's face was a little flat, a little helpless, she knew that if Li Yinhai insisted on doing it, she couldn't stop it.

"With your golden core cultivation base, it is absolutely impossible to carve a medium-sized object. I will just check it out to see if you use any means!" Li Yinhai said.

The other great cultivators couldn't help but speak, "Chang Yan, just take a look, it's not something to ruin you!"

"You know Jindan, I will give you a face without waiting for me to do it, don't be humiliated by myself!"

"Girl, don't miss the road because of a momentary thought!"

At this moment, a voice slowly rang into everyone's ears.

"Who?"

"Want to seize my senior sister's belongings?"

The voice was gentle and quiet, and entered everyone's ears.

Everyone turned their heads and looked around, their expressions all changed slightly.

"Who are you..."

Someone was about to scold him, but he was suddenly stopped by the monk next to him.

I saw that among the great cultivators present, half of their faces were pale and faintly retreated.

Qin Xuan stood quietly, looking at Li Yinhai, he saw that the inextricable power of transforming gods had not yet dispersed.

"It seems that it is you!" Qin Xuan's words were calm, but Li Yinhai's expression suddenly changed.

"Sky Cloud Sect is evergreen!"

He faded out loud, but there was a panic in his eyes.

With the appearance of these five characters, the entire Alien Carving Workshop was like thunder into the sea, setting off endless waves.

"The Heavenly Cloud Sect is evergreen!? It's the one who dares to be an enemy of the Fantasy Cloud Sect!"

"Why did this killer **** come?"

"I remember, this Changyan turned out to be the senior sister of Tianyunzong Changqing?"

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and his voice disappeared in the next moment.

In the panic gaze of the great cultivators, Qin Xuan appeared in front of Li Yinhai.

Qin Xuan faintly looked at Li Yinhai, who was close at hand, but looked down like an ant.

"A God, dare to do so?"

At the sound of falling, his palm evolves into a purple thunder palm, and it burst out.

The inexhaustible power of transforming gods seemed to be completely shattered by the mountains. Li Yinhai was shocked and wanted to escape, but Qin Xuan's palm was too fast, and it fell on his body guard in an instant. , Took advantage of the opportunity to fly Li Yinhai's heart-protection mirror that was refined in time.

boom!

The palm of his hand fell behind Li Yinhai, and Li Yinhai's body was stiff in just a moment.

He still kept the posture of escaping. The next moment, Li Yinhai was annihilated in the faint black thunder, and thousands of thunder light burst out from his body. When the thunder light dissipated, the high-grade monk who transformed the gods...

Vanished!

In this scene, all the great cultivators seemed to be chilling, and some even had their legs trembling.

so horrible!

This is Tianyunzong Evergreen?

Qin Xuan ignored the other great cultivators, turned his head and glanced at Long Yan, "Senior Sister, is it okay?"

"Nothing serious!" Chang Yan smiled, put away the broken sword, and at the same time, he didn't secretly utter his tongue.

Before, she remembered that Qin Xuan was not so easy to destroy the high-ranking cultivator of the God of Transformation. Now, with just one palm, Li Yinhai's seventh-rank magic weapon was shot flying.

"Evergreen... seems to have broken through again?" Chang Yan's eyes shook slightly.

"It's fine if nothing happens!" Qin Xuan smiled faintly, then, looking at the wooden ruler, "A little bit of fun, but it is regarded as a treasure by Ele.

"Ignorant people, really ridiculous!"

Qin Xuan faintly spoke, and in front of all the god-transforming cultivators, he saw that those great cultivators were sullen in their eyes, but they dared not speak.

Qin Xuan stuck out his palm and took in a piece of wood.

Han Xiao's way of carving wood was named a treasure among these great cultivators, enough to understand the realm, but to him, it was just a clumsy word.

With limited vision, how can a frog at the bottom of a well know the sky?

His remaining light fell on the wood carving in Chang Yan's hands, "Senior Sister, since you plan to show love with the carving, Junior Brother will show the way for Senior Sister!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, he took a carving knife casually, and suddenly, his palm slightly shook, holding the carving knife to the wood, casually.

After the carving knife and the wood were separated by a few inches, the wood carving in Qin Xuan's hand exploded with tens of thousands of sword energy.

Strands of sword air intertwined vertically and horizontally, falling on the wood.

I saw the sawdust flying around, just for a moment, a faint shadow appeared in the sky of sawdust.

Until the sawdust dispersed, the carving knife in Qin Xuan's hand was still not far from the wood carving.

This little bit seemed to be the difference between heaven and earth, and Qin Xuan slowly closed his hands while looking at the wooden sculpture in front of him.

"what!?"

The great cultivators around him were stunned at this moment.

They looked at the wooden sculpture suspended in front of Qin Xuan, and their pupils seemed to be shot down by thousands of thunder.

The original rough wood suddenly turned into a lifelike dragon at this moment.

Antlers, camel heads, bull ears...

Under the four claws, there are stars, and even the grass and trees on this star are clearly visible. If you zoom in ten thousand times, you can clearly see the mountains and rivers.

Only this carved wood dragon has no eyes, as if it is the finishing touch to the biography.

Qin Xuan turned his head and looked at Chang Yan.

"Senior sister, can you get something?"

I saw Chang Yan staying for a while, and finally sighed with a wry smile, and she threw the woodcarving to Qin Xuan with a sense of excitement.

Before, facing Li Yinhai, who was the top grade of Huashen, she still refused to let go, but now she threw it to Qin Xuan at will.

Qin Xuan smiled softly and took the wood carving.

"Let's go!" Chang Yan said in a bad mood: "Knowing you are great, what do you show off?"

At this moment, Chang Yan walked directly outside the Yidiaofang.

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, and followed Chang Yan.

Inside the Alien Carving Workshop, the dragon-shaped wood carving fell off impressively. A great monk who transformed into a **** with quick eyes and hands caught the wood carving with his eyes fixed on the wood carving.

Numerous great cultivators looked at each other, and some people whispered: "Should we try it with a wooden ruler?"

They were curious as to what level of wood carving Qin Xuan had carved at will.

The man holding the wood sculpture looked at the direction of Qin Xuan's disappearance, gritted his teeth one last time, and sent the wood sculpture in front of the wooden ruler.

I saw that above the wooden ruler, a blazing golden ze appeared suddenly, rising into the sky.

Under the golden light, a great cultivator of Minghua **** seemed foolish.

They naturally knew what the golden light of the wooden ruler represented.

This day, Yunzong is evergreen, carving a dragon with one sword.

The unfinished wood carving is actually a masterpiece!

...

"Sister, this wooden sculpture is really ugly!" Qin Xuan looked at the wooden sculpture in his hand and smiled.

Long Yan frowned, as if he had sobered up.

"The flying feather tortoise was my fantasy when I was young! The lion knife was carved when I was young! The rotten fruit was also picked by me when I was young. I used to sew the scaly bird by myself." Yan shook his head and smiled: "Is it really ugly? This is the first time you have said this!"

"When I was young, I always liked to be wild and unexhausted. I had inexhaustible fantasies. I just entrust the memories of my youth!"

Chang Yan held his head in his hands, looked at the three layers of sky, and laughed at himself: "Unconsciously, I have become a 100-year-old woman!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, "For a person who has cultivated sincerity, a hundred years is no more than a flash, so why bother!"

"Senior Sister, then this person should also be the person you were devoted to everything when you were young?"

Qin Xuan looked at the headless and faceless wood carvings.

The long smokey eyes are light and leisurely, and he doesn't comment, "Are you young, when you are in love, you will inevitably meet someone you love!"

Qin Xuan smiled faintly, no longer speaking, but he put away the wooden sculpture in his hand.

"Junior Brother, it turns out that you would also pretend to be stupid!" Chang Yan suddenly turned his head and looked at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan was startled and shook his head: "It's not just pretending to be stupid. Since Senior Sister can't put it down, I am ten thousand sentences, Senior Sister still can't put it down."

"There are three thousand avenues in the world, hundreds of millions of catastrophes, and only one catastrophe is sentimental, and all beings are hard to overcome!"

"Saliva, devil hate, ghost hate, Buddha abandoned!"

Qin Xuan said lightly: "But all beings in the world can't escape love."

Chang Yan was startled, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "You hate love characters so much? How can you be so unbearable? Immortals, ghosts and Buddhas are not waiting to be seen."

Qin Xuan's eyes were indifferent, "It's not a nuisance, but he knows that encounters are like fire, but it is inevitable!"

"It's like the way of heaven, all cultivators knowing that they can't escape the way of heaven, but they embark on the vast road under the slogan of going against the sky!"

Chang Yan fell into deep thought and suddenly woke up again. She turned to look at Qin Xuan, "Junior Brother, are you really only a hundred years old?"

"Yeah!" Qin Xuan nodded.

"I feel, why do you look like a ten-thousand-year-old monster, old-fashioned!"

"Illusion!"

"No, my instinct is always accurate!"

"Oh!"

"What do you mean...Hey..."