Immortal Sword Master

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"Is it necessary to choose a new reserve girl?" Lin Xin understood what she meant.

Luo Xiner nodded.

"Take charge of Yuqing Road, not only for cultivation, but also for merit, so this time the sand palace is similar to a test. I hope His Royal Highness can help me!"

"The strong shrines gathered in the sand, so why would I support you without Yuan Jing?" Lin Xin asked.

"It's a bet." Luo Xiner looked straight. "His Royal Highness's actual combat talent now and soon will enter Yuanjing."

"It's a great prize." Lin Xin ticked his lips. "So what kind of channels can you give me about the monster symbol?"

"It's very simple. I can provide it to His Royal Highness. It has the roster of monks with the most demon charms." Luo Xiner smiled secretly.

Lin Xin instantly understood the other party's intentions.

There are more people with the charm symbol, but it is not up to Luo Xiner to decide who to provide. In this way, she can achieve a good way to eliminate dissidents, which is equivalent to an extra question. Top master.

Asked a master, in the practice world that Yuanjing can't show up, he can be called a party overlord.

Yuan Jing masters have their own level and generally do not participate in the following disputes.

"It's unbelievable, and it's not worth me to go for the few charms. [ㄨ]" Lin Xin's heart really moved. After all, who else owns this thing except the son of Youfu, this really needs special channels. .

"The demon runes are bred from a fixed set of ancient demon races. They rely on this to get foreign survival supplies. But many secret monks also have collections of demon runes, and many." Luo Xin'er smiled Strange, with a more charming look.

"For example, Liu Yunjian Zheng Yunzhen, who has been famous in the nearby Yangjian for a long time."

Lin Xin did not speak, waiting for her to continue talking.

"Liu Yunjian is the elder of the Yunxiao Sect. He has been asked to cultivate and became famous 300 years ago. It was the first genius of the well-deserved leader, but the genius also had the potential to run out. So when he reached two At the age of one hundred and eighty, he couldn't go any further and hit his mind on other crooked ways. "

"What then?" Lin Xinmian did not change his color.

"He has fifteen charms." Luo Xin'er said softly.

"Enough." Lin Xin turned and left. The backhand threw a small rune for communication. "Activate this and you can be contacted within a thousand miles. If anything happens, you can call me through Yuandou Mozong."

Luo Xin'er caught the rune stone and was relieved. She knew that Lin Xin had agreed to her proposal decisively, and the two had begun cooperation.

"Sand Shi Jingu action. Ten years, then ..."

"I'll be there when the time comes." Lin Xin's figure disappeared in a blink of an eye, only the voice came back far away.

"Please be careful, Liu Yunjian is known as a sword, but he is not a master of Kendo. He is a small flying sword! It is actually a hidden weapon!" Luo Xin'er said from a far-off voice. But people have disappeared, and they don't know if they have heard.

On the other side, Chen Fan and Gu Lince carrying the slowly awakening plums, moving step by step towards the distance, they repaired the damage. In the ruins just now, Reiki can only rely on physical strength to support the heavy exhaustion.

Huh!

Suddenly two green things came flying, and the two caught one by one. Take a look at the palm, it is two green Lingyu.

He looked up and looked at Lingyu flying.

There was a dark carriage there, with two huge humanoid beasts pulling the cart and stopping quietly on the hills.

The carriage door opened, Lin Xin was standing at the door of the carriage, and looked at them slightly, then stepped in. The doors are closed.

The coachman was a cold-looking middle-aged man, shaking the reins, and suddenly the carriage slowly flew up, his wheels burning with a blazing flame. Fly towards the distance.

"This is Your Royal Highness rewarding you." The driver's cold voice came from afar.

The two could not help but cling to Lingyu, their hearts tumbling and complicated for a while.

"Think about it, Prince Dignity, wouldn't it be weird if he didn't follow his followers." Chen Fan reluctantly smiled.

Seeing the captain Gu Linfeng's silence for a while, he couldn't laugh anymore. Followed by silence.

Also the son of Youfu, Lin Xin's kind of condescending, ignoring his eyes like watching ants, faintly tingling them.

"I will remember this love, but one day, I will definitely surpass you!" Gu Lince was never a man who dared to surrender. At this time, being stimulated by Lin Xinyi, it was that he had a completely different motivation than before.

In the previous battles in the cave, in addition to fleeing or fleeing, they were once trapped in the palace for strength, but now they are still so weak and helpless, and finally they need the mercy of others to save the team members' lives. .

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Surrounded by white clouds, the mist is diffused in the leisurely fairy mountains.

The setting sun colored the sea of ​​clouds red, and several crane cranes flew slowly, making a clear tweet.

Between the mountains, the highest sharp peak.

Halfway up the mountain, on a huge rock, several big characters are clearly engraved: the Yunxiao Sect.

The handwriting is stained with red paint and is very clear on the off-white stone.

Behind the rock is a flat, wide open space, where no grass grows on the open space, like a fork, connecting three different paths leading to the top and bottom of the mountain.

Several disciples in white clothes and green edging were watching these three paths dimly.

This is the only way to go to the Yunxiao Jianpai Gate. Three paths, one to the mountain gate, one to the dungeon, and one to the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly a small footsteps slowly uploaded from the trail down the mountain.

"Who is this?" A disciple suddenly woke up. The mountainside here at such a high height, the martial arts are located here, was originally for the purpose of seclusion and avoidance of the world. At most, the seniors in the faction were dealing with the noble sons in the dynasty or the friends of the high and deep surroundings. Generally, Most of the people down the mountain are mortals who make mistakes or worship.

With this shout, he woke up the rest of his disciples, all hurriedly looking down the mountain path.

Looking down the stone path, I saw a young man wearing a black cloak covering his whole body slowly raising his head, just looking at the three of them.

The man's weird thing was that he didn't have the slightest aura to sense it.

"If you come to worship the teacher to find immortals, you can go to the Kongshan School not far away. This school has been closed for a long time and will not accept it."

The Yunxiao Sword School is not a big school, but it is also an old school with a long tradition. There are many masters, but it has never been able to produce a master.

There are not hundreds or dozens of such factions in the government, which is considered sparse. So Shoushan disciples are also more moderate.

"I'm not here to worship." The man's satin-like black hair draped over his shoulders, his eyes were peaceful, giving a clear smile, but a sense of indifference revealed in his eyes.

"Are they visiting friends?"

This thought flashed in the Type I thought, and a disciple hesitated.

"If you're visiting friends, please wait a moment, I'll report to Uncle Zhong."

The comer smiled, but slowly a red long sword was added to the hand, and the sword body had no sheath, but a kind of strong indiscriminate blood had spread out.

"Scattered red flowers, Jiuwen Yunxiao sword school Liuyun sword Zheng Yunzhen sword style is transcendent, come here today for guidance."

He didn't have a loud voice, but it suddenly trembled like thunder over the whole mountainside.

Rocks on the mountain walls were also rustled.

The whole mountain peak is half-cut, as if it was a horse honeycomb. Shortly after the sound fell, dozens of streams of light rose from the mountain peaks and flew towards this side.

Most of the streamers are mostly white, mostly from imperial swords.

One by one, the above-mentioned monks flew over the open space here.

Lin Xin came up from the path, but a dozen steps away, until he completely walked up to the open space, there were at least 20 people floating above, all of them were monks at the foundation level.

And most of these monks are young-faced. Although they are superb, they are not contaminated with blood. Obviously they are all youngsters cultivated after the school closed.

"Someone picks the door? Someone picks the door!" A yellow starling voice came from mid-air, and a red streamer flew along with it, and slowly landed on the open space.

That was a pretty little girl with rosy cheeks and a slender figure.

"It was Grandpa who challenged him at the door !? It ’s strange, Grandpa asked the top master in the period !?"

The little girl stared at Lin Xin with a curious and excited look.

It wasn't just her. At this time, streamers landed, men and women appeared one after another, all staring at Lin Xin with a similar look.

A few disciples who guarded the mountain hurriedly saluted before the mountain and whispered something.

"A monk who doesn't know where he came from, he didn't know what to say. He wanted to challenge his ancestor when he came up? Who gave you so much confidence ?!"

A slightly fat, middle-aged Taoist priest fell down and looked at Xinlin with a severe look.

"father!"

"Uncle!"

The little girl and the people around him saluted the Fat Taoist.

There are not many people in this martial arts, so there are dozens of them in total, and most of them are concentrated here.

The Fat Taoist nodded, but his gaze was focused on Lin Xin.

Lin Xin glanced at this person ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ The other party did not conceal his cultivation, which seems to be the realm of Jindan. This martial art seems to be a way of practicing gas.

"Jiu Wen Liu Yun Jian Jianyi has taken a different approach and came here today for guidance."

He repeated what he meant.

"Want to challenge the elders? See your age. Afraid to be a folk swordsman novel, have you read too much?" The fat Taoist shook his head. It seems that Lin Xin's cultivation has not been seen at all, but it seems that the other party's tone is just a bit milder.

"Zhisong, you go and send him back. The sound of thunder just now is good. I thought it was the thunderous sound of Jin Danjing."

"Observe, uncle."

An ordinary man with a short body was eager to come out and tried to come out. He was ordinary in appearance, but his body was a bit aggressive, apparently a disciple in his school. It is estimated that the base period is also strong here.

It seems that the other side speaks easily, but in fact he is planning to send a disciple to come up to the bottom. (To be continued.)

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