Tempered Immortal

The first thousand two hundred and twenty-one chapter thousand shadows

Although he was only late in the late Yuan Ying, but for a day to step into the clutch, and even to spend the day robbery, flying up the spiritual world, Lin Xuan confident.

Prior to this, he was prepared to support the Baixuan Pavilion so that he could rely on his own cultivator to have a place to live.

However, although the Baixuan Pavilion dominates the state, the situation in Yunzhou is completely different.

In addition to himself, there is no one in the Yuan Ying period.

This is obviously not acceptable.

To develop, this is a big constraint.

It is impossible for him to sit here forever, and Yinger’s cultivation is too low. If you recruit the Yuan Ying period to cultivate the immortals, once you leave, you will most likely be seized.

Lin Xuan has already considered all aspects of the development of the sect.

However, this problem is a dead knot, and even he does not know how to solve it.

But looking at the cockroaches in front of him, Lin Xuan’s brow stretched out.

With a cautious attitude, before a few gimmicks, I dare not absorb the master, but I can get some of the yuan infancy.

Two birds in one fell swoop!

Of course, the specific *** is also very difficult, although Yunzhou has a rumor spread, even Wu Yuner knows a little, but the real masters, only Tian Qiaomen.

The other party is the seven major forces in Yunzhou. The shackles of the Yuan Ying period are rarely circulated from the faction. There are enough spar and no place to buy.

There is no price in the market!

Lin Xuan brows tightly, but it is difficult, and on behalf of the idea can not find a solution, just need the right opportunity.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan’s look turned and turned into a shocking rainbow...

The flowers in the valley were in full bloom, but from the outside, they were shrouded in a thin mist. A fire hovered outside and tried to enter it several times, and they were blocked by the magical array.

Qingguang flashed, Lin Xuan appeared outside the mouth of the valley.

There was no surprise on his face, and his right hand was slightly lifted, and the phonetic notes fell into the palm of his hand.

God sinks into it.

Soon, Lin Xuan’s expression became difficult to look at, and he fell into the sky and swept away.

......

At the same time, Yan Lingshan.

Looking from afar, you can see a piece of Qionglou Yuyu, the former blood shadow of the altar, has now been occupied by the worship of the Pavilion, after these days of development, has begun to take shape, all kinds of banned large array are also around The cloth is laid.

Today's Yunzhou is full of turbulence, but for the Baixuan Pavilion of the Shangmeng nature, it is just the time for the show.

However, at this moment, in the hall of the General Altar, the atmosphere is very dignified.

"The owner, we must not swallow this breath, we must avenge the dead disciple!" The eight-foot-tall man is talking about the mighty form, but the clothes are soaked with blood and not repaired. Weak, it is the cultivator in the middle of the condensate.

"Revenge, this matter must be considered from a long time." The old man wearing a robe licked his beard.

"Yes, when is the time to report, in my opinion, I still send people to test the other's tone." Another middle-aged dressed as a Confucian student also spoke.

"Guo elder, Ma elder, what do you mean by these two words, it is not worthy of my brother who died in the worship of the Xuan Pavilion." The big man heard the words angry, round eyes and eyes, and looked at the two.

However, the two turned a blind eye.

"Chou brother, don't worry, we are not targeting you, just talking about it."

"On the matter?" Dahan sneered: "I worshipped the 100,000 spar goods of the Xuan Pavilion. I was robbed by Qian Yingzong. The **** disciples, five elders of the condensate period died, and the disciples of the foundation period were even more casualties. With as many as seventy-eight people, can we still bear this breath?"

"The words are good, but the brothers should understand that the cultivation of the weak and strong food in the fairyland, the strength of the thousand shadows themselves need not be said, in Yunzhou, it is considered a second-rate sect, just the elders of the Yuan Ying period, there are more than ten people There are so many..." Speaking of this, the old man puts his hand on it: "Chou brother, don't interrupt, wait until the old man finishes his speech."

Dahan had already opened his mouth and had to close it without being willing.

"I know that Zhou Xiong wants to say that the elders of this door are the great masters of the late Yuan Ying, but they are better than the wolves. Besides, you should not forget that Qian Qianzong has opened the mountain alone, and the inheritance is the demon. However, in the final analysis, they are attached to the forces of Wanfozong. Even if the elders of Lin are brave and fierce, they can pick up a thousand shadows by one person. But he still has to deal with the seven deep-rooted forces. The old man is not afraid of death, but It’s just a conflict with the Thousand Shadows, but it’s just taking the eggs and hitting the stones.”

"But those disciples, is it white death, let alone we can swallow the sound, maybe the other side will be instinct." Dahan knows that the old man said well, but still some unwilling to speak.

"This, it depends on how we deal with each other..." The old man licked his beard, but when he had not finished speaking, he had a clear voice coming to his ear: "What negotiations, the cultivators are bullying and fearing evil. You can take a step, he can make a fortune, people don’t commit me, I don’t commit crimes, people make me...”

"Young Master."

Sitting in the middle of the hall, the girl who had never spoken, stood up and screamed at the horror that entered the hall.

"Give the grand elders a courtesy."

The other condensate-time cultivators also showed a respectful color. For Lin Xuan, the great master of the Yuan Ying period, they were infinitely admired.

"But it."

When the blue light was scattered, Lin Xuan waved his hand and, with his character, did not like to put on the shelf.

Lin Xuan’s eyes swept around and finally fell on the old man. “Your analysis I heard, the surface is correct, but it’s being bullied. How can it be so hidden? I can’t look down."

"That is the meaning of the elders, if anyone commits me, what should I do?" The old man’s face showed fear, but he still trembled.

"It's very simple. I haven't said it yet. People don't commit me. I don't commit crimes. If anyone commits me, I... destroy him." Lin Xuan said this, and a murderous scent came out of him. Almost all the cultivators present at the scene showed a sly look.

Lin Xuan did not look at their expressions and went directly to the main seat and sat down: "Yinger, I only listened to it. What is the specific situation? I will talk about it carefully."

"Yes, Master." Lu Yinger took a ritual, and then the lips began to tell,

In fact, there is nothing complicated about it. The Baixuan Pavilion has its place to stay. Although it follows the instructions of Lin Xuan, it still pursues the principle of low-key, but has begun to expand its business path to the surrounding area.

After these days of hard work, there have been some progress, and a few fairly fruitful businesses have been made, and gradually have some influence in the vicinity.

Everything went smoothly, but a few days ago, it ushered in a test.