The first thousand and ninety-eight chapters thank the brothers for the rescue
Chapter 1,098 Thank you brother for saving the siege
He was an old man in rich clothes. He looked to be at least seventy years old, but his skin was as white as jade and he had an immortal demeanor. He looked like an immortal descended from the earth.
There was nothing eerie or scary about him, but he happened to be in this ghostly city.
Not only Lin Xuan, but most of the other immortal cultivators around him also looked surprised. However, when their spiritual consciousness swept over the old man, they all lowered their heads in shock and hurried away.
Late Nascent Soul!
This man turned out to be a great monk.
Such beings, except for those old monsters in the separation and separation period who do not care about worldly affairs, are already top-notch beings in the human world, and many of them have weird tempers. Naturally, no one dares to say anything. It would be terrible if they get into trouble.
Lin Xuan also looked away, his expression unchanged, but his heartbeat accelerated slightly.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Yue'er's curious voice reached her ears. She was just a great monk. Others might think it was great, but the master probably didn't take him seriously.
"Yue'er, don't you think this person looks familiar?"
"Ah?" Yue'er was stunned for a moment, frowned and thought about it, her pretty face was full of confusion: "No way, my little maid has no memory at all. We probably haven't met each other before. Master, are you remembering it wrong?"
"I'm not talking about the appearance, but the breath and mana. It feels very familiar to me. I should have fought against him before." Lin Xuan spoke slowly.
"Young Master, the opponent is an immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage. Let alone having fought with such an opponent before, even if he has seen him before, he should be deeply impressed. But I really can't remember it at all." Yue'er looked strange.
explain.
While Lin Xuan's master and servant were discussing quietly with their spiritual consciousness, the old man's eyes were also sweeping around. When he saw Lin Xuan, his pupils shrank slightly, but there was also a look of confusion on his face.
He's a bit familiar, but how could the other person be a ghost cultivator, and his appearance is different, so he shouldn't be that person.
"Yue'er, I know who this person is." Lin Xuan's thoughts swirled in his mind, and he searched in his memory, and finally found a clue.
"Really, Master, have you remembered?"
"Yes, you still remember the guy who pretended to be my master." Lin Xuan said slowly.
"Pretending to be Tong Yu is like setting up a frame-up in Lingyao Mountain. Young Master, you mean the second soul..." Yue'er was reminded by Lin Xuan and sniffed Xiaoyao's nose: "It's quite similar, so to speak,
That puppet is controlled by this guy, hey, corpse energy, young master, this guy is not a human immortal cultivator, but a living corpse."
"Living corpse?" Lin Xuan was stunned and couldn't help but change his expression: "No way, Yue'er, why didn't I feel it?"
"I don't know. Maybe my little maid is particularly sensitive to monsters from the underworld. This guy is definitely a living corpse. I won't be mistaken. Master, you have to be careful." Yue'er said firmly.
If it were the little girl from before, Lin Xuan might not take her reminder to heart. He couldn't even see through the other person's true identity. How could Yue'er, a small ghost cultivator in the pill condensation stage, have such magical powers.
But things are different now. Although Lin Xuan doesn't know what Yue'er was in the past, it can be concluded from the three scrolls that it is definitely not trivial. She occasionally has some scattered memories, and it is not uncommon for her to recover some weird abilities now.
You really have to be careful about living corpses.
This term sounds a bit scary, but it is actually just another name for psychic zombie.
In the world of immortality, zombie psychics can be roughly divided into two types.
One is natural psychic. Such conditions are very harsh, but it is also good for the zombies themselves. They only need to practice to a certain level, and their spiritual wisdom will be opened. It is similar to when monsters enter the transformation stage, but it is easier. In the foundation stage,
Natural zombies will have preliminary spiritual consciousness. After advancing to the level of condensation, their wisdom will be similar to that of humans.
Such zombies, called living zombies, have complete self-awareness and are completely different from the demonic zombies that are controlled by immortal cultivators and look like puppets.
However, although living corpses are terrifying, they are not many in number. Firstly, the conditions for natural psychics are harsh. Secondly, even if they appear, they are often slaughtered by immortal cultivators, or simply wiped out by ghost cultivators and used as puppets.
Thugs, for example, there is a demon corpse in Lin Xuan's storage bag.
To mortals, living corpses are terrifying, but in the eyes of ghost monks, they are fragrant steamed buns that can be used by erasing the consciousness. Compared with refining zombies by yourself, it saves time and effort.
There are even many ghost monks who specially go to graveyards with strong Yin energy to open caves, waiting to catch the living corpses.
In this situation, there are only a few living corpses who can survive, and even fewer who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage.
The guy in front of him has actually reached the level of a great monk. Due to his talent, such a zombie is not only extremely powerful, but also incredibly hard. He is not even afraid of ordinary magic weapons.
Fortunately, the other party didn't seem to recognize him.
Otherwise, although the other party is not afraid, it will be very troublesome.
I have a lot of things going on right now, and I don’t want to have another fight with this guy.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan took a breath to make himself look calmer and calmer, and wanted to slip to the side. However, at this moment, the last thing he wanted to see happened, and the old man's voice came into his ears: "Front
Fellow Taoist, please stay here, I have something to say."
"Damn it, is it still exposed? How is it possible that the old immortal living corpse can actually recognize me in the way I am dressed?" Lin Xuan was shocked and angry, but he also stood still, thinking hard in his mind.
Make a plan to escape.
Even if the other party knew that he was the one who killed his second soul, he probably wouldn't have thought that he was Lin Xuan on the fatwa.
The top priority is to get rid of this guy cleanly without attracting the attention of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. Otherwise, a great monk will not take him seriously. But if his identity is exposed and he is surrounded by bald donkeys and wants to escape,
But it’s difficult.
Thinking like this, Lin Xuan stopped. However, what happened next was something he had never imagined. The old man flashed forward and had already come to the front. However, he did not intend to stop at all, but just passed by.
past.
Lin Xuan was stunned for a moment, with a strange expression on his face: "Is this wrong? Didn't you call me yourself?"
Curious in his heart, he couldn't help but look up.
A very familiar "beautiful face" came into view.
"This is..." Considering Lin Xuan's city, he almost couldn't hold it back. Although the people in front of him were not seen many times, Lin Xuan was too familiar with him, because among the monks of the same age, he was the only one he feared.
The characters are very impressive: Tian Xiaojian, the beloved disciple of the Supreme Demon King and the young master of Li Yao Palace.
He...why did he come dressed as a woman?
Lin Xuan blinked desperately and saw that he was right. He could recognize this person even after he turned into ashes. He was indeed Tian Xiaojian's.