Chapter 64 Poison Immortal and Wine Sword Immortal
"Old poisonous monster - don't run away -"
"Old Jian...don't chase after-"
At night, over an oasis in the desert, two strange screams of ghosts and wolves were heard, shocking everyone in the caravan to the point where they lost sleep.
Qing Ling also woke up from her light sleep and got out of the tent to see what was going on.
The two black figures were chasing each other like a gust of wind in the caravan, one behind the other as if they were playing hide-and-seek, causing a lot of confusion in the caravan. Some unlucky people even had their tents knocked over on the spot and had nowhere to go.
sleep.
"Who are you?!" Jin Xiaoxiao came out of nowhere, shouted, and hid behind Qing Ling the next second.
The two figures who were causing trouble in the caravan stopped immediately, and while they were still chasing each other, they turned back to look at the owner of the voice, and happened to see Qing Ling.
Qingling's head was covered with black lines. She automatically took two steps to the left, revealing Jin Xiaoxiao behind her. She pointed back with her right hand and said to the two old men with unfathomable strength in front of her, "Don't get me wrong, just now
It’s not me who speaks.”
Yes, it is unfathomable. The appearance of these two people was only seen by Qingling. They were obviously people standing not far away in front of them, but their existence could not be felt, so they can only be described as unfathomable.
These two people.
The two old men in front looked at Qing Ling, one was a hunched old man with black clothes and black hair and a wrinkled face, and the other was a majestic middle-aged man with white hair and flowing white clothes. When the two heard Qing Ling's words, they looked at the golden girl behind her.
Xiaoxiao, just ignored it at a glance.
The black-haired old man curled his lips, "I'm not interested in the fat guy, but you, the little girl, seem to be quite nice..."
The old man had a wretched look on his face, and his mouth was drooling when he looked at Qing Ling. The middle-aged man in white next to him pulled out a long sword with his backhand, and hit the black-haired old man on the head with the blade of the sword, "You old man, how old are you?"
Even though I’m old, I still want to eat young grass!”
Seeing such a scene, Qing Ling relaxed her guard a little. It seemed that the arrival of the two people was just an accident and there was no malicious intent.
At this time, his companions also appeared next to Qing Ling. Ling Bing stepped forward and took half a step, slightly blocking Qing Ling. This angle was very good, allowing Qing Ling to attack and retreat, which was very powerful.
It protected her well, but if the opponent attacked, the Lingbing attacker in front would have no chance to retreat.
A small unconscious action moved Qing Ling's heart. It seemed that Ling Bingxi was not a cold-hearted person.
The old man in black and the middle-aged man in white in front saw so many handsome young girls suddenly appearing in front of them, and they looked at them twice in surprise.
The eyes of the old man in black suddenly stopped on the person behind Qing Ling, and he screamed strangely, "Ah ah ah~~ Did I have some bad luck today? I was hunted down and still found someone suitable for me to pass on my mantle.
Good material!"
As he spoke, he pointed at someone in Qing Ling's group and shouted, "That girl in red clothes, you will follow me from today on. My old man likes you and wants to pass it on to you."
My mantle, why don't you kneel down and kowtow to thank me!" After saying this, he grinned cheerfully, picked his nose, and his wretched look became even more wretched...
The girl in red clothes? It's Tang Yan! He actually 'feels' in love with Tang Yan... and wants to accept her as his apprentice!
Tang Yan also realized that the wretched old man was talking about herself. She was slightly stunned, and then she spat in disgust, "Who are you? I don't need your mantle to inherit." After saying that, she turned around with contempt.
Rolled his eyes.
When the old man in black heard Tang Yan's reluctance, he stopped picking his nose, flicked his fingers, and wiped them on his black coat. This series of actions made Qing Ling and his party feel even more disgusted with this old man.
, but the old man shouted in surprise, "Little girl, do you want to be tough but not soft? My old man is a famous Poison Immortal. How many people have begged me to take them in, but I have ignored them. Now that I have fallen in love with you, you can't even think of refuting!"
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With that said, he was ready to take action, to rush forward and capture Tang Yan directly.
"Wait a minute!" Qing Ling shouted and stopped the old man in black who claimed to be Poison Immortal in time, "If you have something to say, please tell me..."
The old man was obviously a soft-spoken man. When he heard that someone wanted to stand up for reconciliation, he also stopped planning to take action. "I, the Poison Immortal, am well-known. You can ask around. I can see that there are people around you.
The little girl is a good candidate for cultivating poisons and has good qualifications. She is just a little girl in the early stage of Nascent Soul. As long as you follow me, I guarantee that she will reach the integration stage within fifty years and the tribulation stage within a hundred years.
.She won’t suffer any loss if she follows me.”
The old man's words made everyone startled. What kind of concept is the fifty-year integration period and the one-hundred-year tribulation period? Even if the top three sects in the world of cultivation are fully trained, they may not be able to reach this level. If it is really like the old man
As mentioned, it is indeed a good opportunity for Tang Yan to follow him, but... no matter how I look at this old man, I feel that he is unreliable...
The old man saw the suspicious looks in everyone's eyes and realized that he was not giving a reliable impression, so he asked the middle-aged man in white next to him for help, "Old Jian, do you think my poison skills are the best in the world?!"
The next second, everyone's eyes moved to the middle-aged man in white. He was obviously a middle-aged man but he was called an old man. This made everyone present a little confused.
The middle-aged man in white stared forward and said, "That boy with sword aura all over his body, are you willing to become my disciple, the Wine Sword Immortal?"
It was obviously a plain sentence, but it gave people a different feeling. He rushed towards Qing Ling and his group of seven people, with a strong sword energy, as if it could pierce everything and no one could escape his grasp.