Sword Master Ling Tian

On the deck of the Ziqi Yunzhou, Ling Tian walked with his hand held down.

The arm recovered very quickly, and within a dozen days, a brand new arm could regenerate. In order not to look scary, Ling Tian's long shirt had long sleeves.

In fact, Ling Tian received the most lucrative goods in Juntian Daochang, in fact, it was the pill.

After going out for more than 20 pill prescriptions, Ling Tian obtained from the dojo, there are four kinds of ancient pill that are valuable to the golden body level and above.

But no matter the sixth-rank purple pill, the fifth-rank big return pill, the Yi Jin pill, and the flying gold pill, they are all enough to make the entire Yunzhou martial arts world upside down.

Needless to say in the early days of Wuhun, the heavenly weapon might make people shine and create a super strong. But this pill can benefit the sect's prosperity for thousands of years.

Especially the Na Yi Jin Dan and Fei Jin Dan, enough to enable Ziyun Sect to add digital figures within a hundred years. And this affects the whole pattern of Yunzhou martial arts.

He will leave Yunzhou soon. As for when he will return, he doesn't know.

Maybe, never go back.

Ziyun Sect is his sect. Before the Ling family is revived, he will build Ziyun Sect to a position that no one can shake in Yunzhou, so he can rest assured.

In Yunzhou, the Ziyun Sect wants to stand firm and become a second-class sect, one of the few major sects, which must be done.

The key is the law.

For this, Ling Tian has already prepared a lot.

At this time, Qiu Xianji of Qingyunmen already had a flying gold core in his hand, and went back to the Qingyunmen to retreat first. By that time, all kinds of trump cards appeared, which would shock Yunzhou martial arts.

As for Bai Feiyun...

Ling Tian sighed involuntarily.

There is not much he can do, he can only do what he has.

"Big Brother Ling Tian!"

Ling Tian was slowly walking in the meditator, and suddenly a shout awakened him.

Following the reputation, I found that Ling Xiao'er, Ling Qiu'er and Tan Birou Mu Tiedan and other Ziyun sect juniors were on the first line, looking at the beauty of the mountains and rivers under the clouds with surprise, Mu Tiedan dancing forehand. Introduced.

And the one who stopped him was Ling Xiao'er, who had changed a lot.

"Sister Xiaoer, come here..."

Ling Tian also asked Bai Feiyun about Ling Xiao'er's changes, but the latter only said that when Ling Xiao'er activated his martial soul in the blessed land, his soul rose by nine feet, and the Ziqi Xianluan was on top of the white cloud, within a thousand miles, The birds gather.

If Bai Feiyun had not been prepared after Liu Yiyi, this shocking vision would definitely shock the entire Yunzhou and even the entire Southern Tang Dynasty.

After all, Wuhun Bazhangjiu, that is a masterpiece of the eighth-rank martial arts, and Ziqi Xianluan, even the daughter of Tianfeng, at the very bottom of the ninth-rank, is an out-and-out little divine body!

Such qualifications have never appeared in Yunzhou since the first generation of Yunhou.

Unexpectedly, not only did Ling Tian from the Ling family appear here, but now, another existence with such an enchanting aptitude appeared, which made Bai Feiyun sigh.

After Ling Tian learned about it, he couldn't help but be surprised.

He had never seen the talents and aptitudes under God, Dao, and Eucharist.

Seeing Ling Xiao'er at this time, I couldn't help but want to take a look.

When the other juniors were chatting, Ling Xiao'er was also happy to see Ling Tian let her pass. He spit out his tongue and ran over in a hurry, far less than the misty feeling that everyone had before.

"brother..."

Ling Xiao'er is very tall and has now become a big girl, of course, in Ling Tian's eyes.

Ling Tian frowned and raised Ling Xiao'er a lot, and found that his sister could be described as a divine fetus and fairy bone, which is not an exaggeration.

He didn't know why he had this feeling, but he just felt that Ling Xiao'er, who was reborn after activating the martial spirit in his body, was too flawless.

Even the little divine body of Bazhangjiu, it seems that he is a little unworthy of his sister, right?

"Extend your hand, let me see..." Ling Tian said suddenly.

"Oh..."

Ling Xiaoer was a little dazed, but still obediently stretched out a pair of bare hands.

A pair of hands that are as innocuous as white jade is enough to dump sentient beings.

But Ling Tian first glanced at the back of his hand unintentionally, but after turning it around, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the heart of Ling Xiao'er's right hand, there were several tiny marks, like red needle eyes.

Although this imprint was inconspicuous, Ling Tian was shocked immediately, because there were seven small dots arranged in a shape that was not in the stars of this world, the Big Dipper!

The Big Dipper, that is the constellation that only existed in Ling Tian's previous life!

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In this life, Ling Tian has looked up at the stars countless times, but the stars here are fundamentally different from those of the earth.

Now, how can he not be surprised when he sees such a familiar constellation totem?

Is this a coincidence?

Among the seven imprints, the head is extremely **** red, and this star is called the purple star by earth astronomy.

Those who hold purple micro-stars are surrounded by thousands of stars, and they are the emperor's image!

"Emperor Elephant! Is it possible that in this fate of heaven, the rising person of the Ling family should have been Ling Xiaoer?"

For a time, Ling Tian's heart turned a thousand times, and his thoughts were numerous.

In this life, he came over inexplicably, seemingly to really disrupt everything that was destined.

"Brother? What's wrong?"

At this time, Ling Xiao'er yelled and awakened Ling Tian.

"Oh, it's okay, let brother cut your pulse..."

Ling Tian took a deep breath, clearing that all the distracting thoughts in his mind were all cleared, stretched out his hand through the shirt and cut it on Ling Xiao'er's wrist.

One hundred thousand sword shadows, unknowingly, went straight to Ling Xiao'er's sea of ​​anger.

The sea of ​​air in Ling Xiao'er is as calm as a pure purple lake.

But this lake is huge.

But what surprised Ling Tian was that in the center of this vast lake, there was a purple roadbed out of the sea, and the purple luan flew above the lake, gracefully.

This is the first time Ling Tian has found a base similar to his own from the sea of ​​anger of others, except that his is nine colors, while Ling Xiaoer's is monochromatic, and it looks smaller.

"Ok?"

At this moment, Ling Tian let out a soft cry, when one hundred thousand sword shadows flew to the purple altar, a sword shadow unexpectedly broke away from Ling Tian's control and fell down, but it happened to be suspended on the purple abutment.

On the lake, the purple fairy luan suddenly found something delicious, leaning over and rushing down, swallowing the sword shadow directly into his abdomen.

Then there was a long cry to the sky, and the lake quaked.

Ling Tian was surprised, and suddenly noticed that purple halos suddenly appeared on the top of that Ziluan's head.

Amidst the purple blossoms, on the base platform, a fascinating human figure flickered faintly. Although the figure was extremely light, its aura was not comparable to that of the previous Ziluan.

In the end, Ziqi Xianluan recovered as usual, and the phantom disappeared. It flew back to the abutment and stood proudly. On top of his head, there was an extra crown feather that resembled a purple gem, revealing extraordinary aura.

Although it was only a purple feather, Ling Tian vaguely felt that a great change was being gestated.

Sure enough, this little divine body is far from his sister!