"Opening eyes——"

The red wolf silently chanted the spell, his fingers quietly smeared across his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his eyes immediately.

Under the eyes of the immortal family's spiritual eyes, the red wolf could clearly see that a faint green light was gushing out from the residual axe, constantly wandering along Ling Xuan's arms, like nourishing and bathing.

Chilang said intimately: "This residual axe is indeed a spiritual object. It seems to be able to nourish the veins and quickly restore the main body of the soldier! Strangely, the Lingyue Sect is just an ordinary mortal sect, how could there be such a magical spiritual weapon?"

As for Ting'er next to her, her cultivation level is not as good as activate the spiritual eye, and she cannot see the strange phenomena in the red wolf's eyes.

Ling Xuan felt the unique ability of the residual axe, and his fatigue continued to fade away and he quickly recovered his energy. Suddenly, he felt a burning power emerge from his body, which swung open like a tide and spread quickly.

The muscles and bones and body were like hungry ghosts, and they were madly devouring the scorching power and completely melted it. In an instant, the physical energy was accelerated to recover, and it was really very happy.

Ling Xuan got up, stretched his muscles and bones, his whole body kept shaking, and his muscles were instantly strengthened.

The fatigue and injury were wiped out, and a new force surged out of his body, which was much stronger and thicker than before.

"Is this the second level of 'strength' realm? It's really good!" Ling Xuan worked hard to practice and finally successfully broke through to the second level, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Ting'er in the sky saw her, stunned and looked disbelief: "Is it really successful?"

Chi Lang was also very excited and said to himself: "The first three levels of the seventh level of the world realm require the elders to personally guide and assist them to reduce the danger and advance smoothly. But Ling Xuan alone, with his own ability, was able to successfully break through. Such talent can only be described as "wizards"!"

Chilang pondered for a while, landed with his sword, and flew towards Ling Xuan on the edge of the cliff. Ting'er was stunned and followed Chilang closely.

Ling Xuan untied the beef tendon that was wrapped around his hands and feet, and was very happy to upgrade and break through. Suddenly, he saw a man with disheveled head and face coming from the air, and was shocked.

"Immortal?" Ling Xuan once heard his father say that flying with swords is one of the magical powers of the immortals. Now that he has seen it with his own eyes, he is shocked by the gods and cannot help but admire it.

The red wolf flew to Ling Xuan, without saying anything, just looked at him quietly.

Ling Xuan stayed in the local area and looked at Chilang, not knowing what to say for a while.

Behind Chilang, Ting'er, flew to Ling Xuan, stuck out her tongue, and made a cute face at him.

Ling Xuan's eyes lit up and he thought to himself: "What a beautiful little fairy! At such a young age, he can fly in the air and become an immortal... Compared to her, I am really far from her!"

Seeing Ting'er's realm of the air-rewarding state, thinking about her current cultivation level, the joy of just upgrading and breaking through was inevitably diluted a lot.

Chilang slowly raised his palm and looked towards Ling Xuan from the air, then closed his eyes.

Ting'er's heart was lit up and she said to herself: "My master is sensing whether this red-haired boy has spiritual roots. Does...My master want to accept him as an apprentice? Over the years, I have never heard of Master Master accepting an apprentice!"

Chilang was silent for a while, opened his eyes and suddenly said, "Would you... follow me to cultivate immortality?"

Ling Xuan once heard that immortal cultivators must have spiritual roots in order to condense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turn it into their own use, and then exert their extraordinary power from then on. However, none of them have spiritual roots, which is extremely rare.

Now that Chi Lang asked, he said happily: "Do I... have the qualifications to cultivate immortals?"

Chilang smiled and did not answer, as if he was satisfied with Ling Xuan's reaction. Suddenly, the sword flew up and flew towards the bottom of the mountain.

Ting'er was full of doubt, looked at Ling Xuan and flew away with the Red Wolf.

Ling Xuan was anxious and rushed to chase after him, shouting: "Immortal, please stay! Wait, I have something to discuss! Although I have never practiced martial arts, I am very strong, obedient, I can do laundry and cook, and I can endure hardships..."

After chasing for hundreds of feet, he couldn't catch up with flying in the air, and finally lost the figures of Chilang and Ting'er.

"Mom, why is this happening?" Ling Xuan felt very depressed and sat on the ground, "Is it...I said the wrong thing?"

Ling Xuan has been passionate and warlike since childhood. He wanted to practice the Lingyue Sect's martial arts with his father, but he was completely banned because he caused too many troubles and was forbidden to practice martial arts throughout his life.

Ling Xuan was born with a sense of arrogance in his bones. His father did not let him learn, and he no longer gave in and begged. He even disdained to learn his martial arts secretly. He would rather think about it alone and practice hard, but deep down, he was also eager to get guidance from experts.

In the heart of the young man, he often dreamed that one day he could follow the legendary immortals and practice the supreme immortal techniques that surpassed the seventh level of heaven, and became a truly peerless powerful man.

If he practiced the immortal technique and showed off his father, he would probably not dare to underestimate himself anymore.

Now that I have missed an opportunity for no reason, Ling Xuan couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

However, Ling Xuan was optimistic and was unhappy for a while, then laughed and said, "Don't worry, it's important to deal with Xing Bao tomorrow! Haha, it's already a great luck to see the immortal flying on the sword tonight! Another day, Iron Niu and the crow say it, I will envy them to death!"

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"Master, do you want to accept that red-haired boy as a disciple?" Ting'er asked quietly with her beautiful and charming big eyes.

Chilang turned his head and said, "You will know later. I hope you can keep it a secret for me when I see you."

Ting'er stuck out her tongue: "Can't even master tell me?"

Chilang nodded and said in a stern manner: "If you talk about it, your master's life will be completely ruined."

Ting'er was startled and hurriedly said, "Don't worry, Master, I will never say anything!"

Chilang smiled slightly: "Ting'er, you are a good child, Master believes in you."

Ting'er giggled and said, "It's no problem to keep it confidential. As long as my master has time, I'll give me two tricks!"

Chilang smiled bitterly and said, "With my current skill, how can I be qualified to guide you, the genius among the seven generations of disciples?"

Ting'er hurriedly said, "My uncle was known as the 'Wolf Tooth Sword Saint' back then. He was invincible and was the first person in my spiritual sword sect to cultivate! Even the big demon of the Blood Evil Sect Master is not your opponent. I heard that he used tricks to plot against Master to win!"

Chilang smiled miserably: "There is no need to talk about the past. You just need to remember and keep it a secret for me tonight's incident."

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Chapter completed!