Tempered Immortal

The horoscope of the first month of the first two hundred and fifty-three chapters

"Yes, Xiao Yan is clear." Lu Yinger nodded, and Wu Yuner's face was full of clever colors.

Yunzhou is different from Youzhou. If the Zongmen family does not have the Yuan Ying period, they can say whether they can stand on the ground or not.

It is impossible for the young master to sit on the rudder forever, but with the help of the ten-yuan infants, the goalkeeper will have less worries.

I don't know what treasures the young master used, and I completed the exchange from Tian Qiaomen.

Thinking of Lin Xuan’s deep friendship, the two women are grateful.

However, the matter was not over. Lin Xuan reached out and the blue light flashed. Two storage bags appeared on the table.

"Young master, this..."

"Cultivating the celestial arts, complicated and extraordinary, in addition to the skills of the organs, there are many other treasures in the Tianqiao door." Lin Xuan said, while opening the storage bag, a bird-shaped monster revealed.

The whole body is golden in color, and the shape is a bit like an eagle, but it is more ferocious. It is made from the millennium spirit wood.

"Wood?" Wu Yuner exclaimed.

"How, do you know this thing?" Lin Xuan's gaze looked at the girl sitting on the left hand side.

"Yes, Yuner has seen it. Although this kind of thing is a little less flexible than 傀儡, it is also very easy to use, but I really want to give full play to the effect. The number must be more than one hundred. I don’t know how to buy it. How much?" Wu Yuner's lips and lips open slightly, this raft is good, that is, the price is too high.

"Oh, I will see if you look at it."

Listening to Lin Xuan said that both women's faces are full of curiosity, and together they release the knowledge and detect them in the storage bag.

After only half a sip of tea, the two women looked up and the expression was shocked to the extreme.

"Three thousand, Shibo, have you spent tens of millions of spar?"

"Not so much, because the number of purchases is sufficient, Tian Qiaomen gave a little discount, at best, only nine million spar." Lin Xuan underestimated the opening.

Although slightly cheaper than expected, the two women are still shocked.

Even for the Yuan Ying period, there are a large number of millions of spar, nine million, which is enough for ordinary monks to go bankrupt.

The young master (Shi Bo) is not an ordinary cultivator. The eyes of the two women are full of adoration.

"It's nothing, the other thing in the storage bag is much better than the raft." Lin Xuan smiled and spoke.

"Is it better than a raft?"

"Yes, have you heard of Jingwei Guns?"

“Jingwei Gun?” Lu Yinger shook her head. After all, she came from Youzhou, and Wu Yuner was the native of Yunzhou. She could hear it: “Shi Bo, really, that thing is not the door. Never buy it, I heard that its preciousness is not inferior to that of Yuan Ying."

"The words are like this, but the rules are dead, people are alive, things can always be changed, as long as the things that come out can make the other party's heart..."

"Young master, Xiao Yan is useless, and the things of the worship of the Pavilion are bothering you." Lu Yinger’s face is full of sly openings, and this woman’s heart is counted. Lin Xuan’s current cultivation is supernatural, and the small Baixuan Pavilion can’t help. He is divided, Lin Xuan is doing this, for their sisters can stand in Yunzhou in the future.

"If you do a good job, don't say that, let alone the young master did not pay anything."

Although Lin Xuan is insidious, but for his own people, but never lie, Yuan Ying period, or Jingwei guns, Lin Xuan in exchange for these treasures, but took three pieces of armor, but that The technique of armor is more than a foundation.

Of course, these do not need to elaborate on the two women.

Lin Xuan took a sip of tea and was about to ask something else. Suddenly, there was an unexpected change.

boom!

A loud noise was introduced into the ear, and the mountain was shaken. If there was a rudder at the Baixuan Pavilion, there was a layer of forbidden parcels. I am afraid that the nearby mountain peak has collapsed.

Lin Xuan's eyebrows moved, and did not open. When he saw his shoulder shake, he turned into a shocking rainbow and flew out of the window of the hall.

"This……"

Lin Xuan suspended in the air, with his city, his face could not help but reveal amazed look.

The vision is from the valley where I opened the cave house. In other words, it is the retreat of the month.

The yin wind is like ink, and within a few dozen miles, the screaming ghosts cry.

Flying sand and stone, the smoldering spirit of the soul shields the whole world, at this time it is noon, but the sunlight between heaven and earth is completely blocked.

The nearby aura is also chaotic, and there is plenty of yin everywhere.

That vision, it is far from being comparable to a monk.

"Young master, look at you..."

The stunned rainbow flashed, and both women came to Lin Xuan. Their pretty faces were faintly written. Although the moon lady is the body of the ghost, the horror of the baby is too big.

Even the defensive group could not cover it, but Lin Xuan was not anxious. After all, he knew that the month was the reincarnation of King Ashura.

"Don't worry, I will deal with this matter. Let's go back and comfort the subordinates so that they don't talk nonsense." Lin Xuan said in an understatement.

"Yes!"

See the young master (Shi Bo) in the heart, the two women are clever and have no openings, and they are eager to retreat, but suddenly a loud noise like a blue sky is introduced into the ear.

Lin Xuan’s eyes were slightly stunned, and only the shade of the wind blocked the entire valley. A cloud with a diameter of several tens of acres was formed in the sky.

In the dark clouds, Limang was glaring, and there was a screaming ghost crying. Then, with the valley as the center, a dark hurricane rose out of nowhere.

The diameter is full of a hundred square feet, even the ground is grounded, and the sound is amazing.

Hey!

In the dark clouds, ghosts are heavy and there are countless white bones.

Lin Xuan’s faint faintness is faintly confusing: “Yinger, is the previous sign of the horror so amazing?”

"No." Lu Yinger shook his head and his face was full of sorrow: "Young master, Miss Yue, will not encounter any problems with the baby, the previous Tianzhao is not so terrible."

"This……"

Lin Xuan pays his hand, but he doesn't even know it. After all, the month is very special. The baby can't use common sense to try. Maybe Xiaotao knows some insider, I don't know if the girl is sleeping or awake now.

Lin Xuan is self-sufficient, but at this moment, it can't help.

I can only wait on the sidelines.

......

Huang San is a disciple of Langshumen in Youzhou. A few decades ago, the world changed. Biyunshan and Lingyaoshan went to other places.

There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys call the kings, and the waves of the door open up their own forces. How do you know that the famous Baixuan Pavilion is different from the military, and it has become a new hegemon, and the waves have to be attached. Huang San subsequently joined the Baixuan Pavilion.

At first, it was just an ordinary peripheral disciple, but it was a coincidence that it made a great achievement, but it became a confidant.

After the unification of Youzhou, the main cabinet owner is preparing to establish a rudder in Yunzhou. Among the elites selected, Huang San is also listed among them.

After arriving in Yunzhou, Huang San knew that he used to be a white man. Here, he explained what is called the cultivation of holy places, and the old monsters in the Yuan Ying period are like the river.

The Baixuan Pavilion is the overlord in Youzhou. It is here, but it is not as good as the Zongmen family of the three or four streams. Fortunately, there are Lin Da’s elders, otherwise it is really two.

After winning the Lingling Mountain, the Baixuan Pavilion finally had its own new rudder. However, the vision of this recent period has made Huang San somewhat uneasy.

He didn't know what it meant, and the owner had already banned the password from letting everyone talk privately.

Fortunately, although the vision is grand and extreme, it does not bring any disaster. As time goes by, everyone gradually let go of their hearts.

But today is different, Huang San was originally meditating in the house, and now he is the cultivator of the mid-term peak of the foundation, and has already touched the threshold, only to work hard, when it is possible to enter the later stage.

But the sudden appearance of the vision has made the spiritual power between heaven and earth become chaotic, and there is no way to continue to cultivate.

Huang San sighed and had to go out of Dongfu, but he was quickly stunned. The vision would break out every other day. He had already seen it many times, but the scale in front of him was obviously much more terrible than before.

What is going on here?

Surrounded by raging yin, Huang San is a cultivator, and he feels an inexplicable horror. If it is an ordinary mortal, I am afraid that it has already disappeared.

"Hey, what is that?"

Huang San suddenly changed his face. His Dongfu was built on a hill. At this time, he was suspended in the air, only about a hundred feet away from the foot. The soil suddenly turned strangely.

From the soil, a hand was stretched out, very dry, leaving only the skinny bones.

Hey!

Then the soil slammed upwards and a humanoid monster broke out.

Ten fingers sharp, the shape is thin and extreme, squatting on the body, revealing a stinking corpse.

"Zombies!"

Huang San was shocked, seeing the monster pounce on himself, and quickly reached out and shot on the storage bag to release the sword-shaped spirit.

Li Mang is like electricity, and the cockroach’s head is facing the zombie’s head. However, the monster does not flash and does not hide. Both hands dance, countless black claws appear, half block the flying sword, and half like Huang’s chest lasing. .

The change is not the only one, the screams come and go, and the altar of the Pavilion, in an instant, there are thousands of monsters.

Lin Xuan’s face is ugly: “Yinger, after the blood film was annihilated, the body of the monk was buried directly, did it not be ignited?”

"Sorry, the young master, is a small negligence, thinking that people are dead, let them into the earth for peace." Lu Yinger lowered his dagger, his face full of fearful colors, faint and somewhat curious: "Just regardless of It is not so easy for a mortal to cultivate a fairy, and the body wants to become a zombie. It is not a place of yin, how can this happen."

"Yeah, Shi Bo, the conditions of psychic are very harsh, is it related to the baby of Miss Yue?" Wu Yuner also curiously opened his mouth.