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Chapter 1850 Return to Hongye Island

Chapter 1850 Return to Red Leaf Island

"You're welcome, fellow Taoist, this is Lin's promise to you." Lin Xuan's smiling voice reached his ears: "There are also these ancient treasures, which are not weak in power. They will be of great help to fellow Taoist's future practice." It will be of some help."

As Lin Xuan spoke, he flicked his fingers slightly, and the ancient treasures sparkled with light and flew in front of the old man as if they were spiritual.

The grandfather and grandson were naturally surprised and full of gratitude to Lin Xuan. Although to be fair, the value of Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is far beyond the comparison of a few bottles of elixirs and ancient treasures, but sometimes the problem is not that simple. Look at the ground.

As the saying goes, ordinary people are not guilty, but they are guilty of carrying a jade. The Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk is indeed a thing that goes against the heavens. But just because it is so precious, it is not just a minor immortal cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage. He is blessed to be able to bear it. .

In fact, the scene that just happened is a good proof.

If he didn't carry such a rare object in his body, how could he be hunted down by several golden-robed monks?

If they hadn't met Lin Xuan by chance, their ancestors and grandson would probably have returned to the underworld.

In this sense, without sufficient strength, the treasure is no longer a treasure, but becomes a frightening reminder.

If you keep it, you are afraid of causing trouble; if you throw it away, you are reluctant to part with it.

In a dilemma, the best way to describe the treasure is as a hot potato.

In fact, the old man already regretted it in his heart. When he was fighting with the five golden monks, he once expressed his willingness to hand over the Ten Thousand Years Spirit Milk, but the other party was not moved at all and made up his mind to kill and silence him. He seemed to be afraid of leaking the news.

But the senior in front of them was different. He not only spared their ancestors and grandchildren, but also took out a large amount of treasures. Although these items were not as valuable as the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk, they were exactly what they needed.

If people want to be content, it's no wonder that the grandfather and grandson would burst into tears of gratitude to Lin Xuan.

The final result can be said to be that everyone gets what they need and everyone is happy.

"Senior, I don't know if you have any other instructions. If not, can the little old man and granddaughter take their leave?"

After Lin Xuan thanked him again and again, the old man spoke with unusual respect.

"It's okay." Lin Xuan nodded.

"Senior, please take care. I hope I can have a chance to meet you again next time."

The old man bowed respectfully to Lin Xuan, and the girl next to him also bowed down. Then the two of them shone brightly and quickly disappeared into the distant sky.

Lin Xuan's face was still full of joy, and he took out the bottle containing Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Milk and played with it for a while before carefully putting it into his bag.

Then with a flick of his sleeves, several green sword lights flew out. In a short while, the ancient beast was chopped into pieces. The demon pill and other useful materials were taken away, and the rest were discarded here. at.

Then Lin Xuan didn't waste any time. He shook his hand, the light flashed, and the spirit boat reappeared in front of him.

With a flash of his body, Lin Xuan was already sitting on top of the spirit boat. He fired a magic spell and the spirit boat was wrapped in a dazzling halo and shot forward.



There is not much to say about the rest of the journey. Smooth sailing is the most appropriate description. After all, danger and opportunity have nothing to do with cabbage. It’s not like you can hit the ground casually when you walk on the street.

Lin Xuan was not in a hurry, so it took him another two months to finally reach Hongye Sea Area. The idea was that the sea area was still quite far away from Hongye Island.

Lin Xuan's cultivation level is hidden, and it seems that he is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul. After all, he came here to find out what secrets there are on the island. If there is a chance, he will make a good calculation about the Poison Dragon Ancestor, that old monster, back then.

But he had forced himself into a very embarrassing situation, and with Lin Xuan's character of clear grudges, of course he would not let it go.

I couldn't beat him before, but now...hehe, if I don't suck out the old guy's soul and refine his soul, how can I get rid of this bad breath in my chest?

But whether it is investigating secrets or wanting to take revenge on the Poisonous Dragon Ancestor, this kind of thing must not be done with a big fanfare. Alarming the snake will add many twists and turns. My cultivation during the separation and separation period is too eye-catching, so it is most appropriate to converge to Nascent Soul.

As for Lin Xuan's appearance, nothing has changed. Anyway, he is the kind of person who would not attract attention if thrown into a crowd.

Lin Xuan's face was full of calmness, but deep down in his heart, his vigilance was greatly increased. He quietly released his consciousness and paid attention to every move nearby.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows and turned his head to the left. He sensed a few breaths and was approaching the place quickly. However, he paid attention, but Lin Xuan still looked at ease. In terms of spiritual power fluctuations,

, there are just a few Nascent Soul cultivators, nothing to be afraid of, not to mention that this is already the red leaf sea area, so it is not unusual to meet a few immortal cultivators on their way.

About half an hour later, a spirit boat appeared in sight. It was also a flying magic weapon, but compared to the spirit boat Lin Xuan was riding, it was infinitely larger.

Looking around, there were three men and one woman on the spiritual boat. They were discussing Taoism and talking about something. After flying for a while, the spiritual boat was close at hand. It was about to pass by Lin Xuan. There was a monk on it.

But suddenly he stood up.

This man seemed to be in his early forties, with an extremely handsome face and an air of righteousness all over his body. He was holding a book of poems in his hand. He looked like he was a well-educated Confucian scholar.

"This fellow Taoist has invited me."

The man flicked his right hand and fired a magic spell. The huge spirit boat's halo flashed and it suddenly stopped.

Lin Xuan raised his head. He had already seen that this person was an immortal cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage, and his magic power was obviously much deeper than that of monks of the same level. It seemed that he either had some magical skills or secret skills, or that he had the same level of sacrifice as himself.

The second Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Taoist, I asked you to stay here. What are your instructions?" The other party was polite, and Lin Xuan was naturally not an arrogant person. He also stood up, cupping his hands and fists, and said with a smile.

"Haha, we are the Four Friends of Yanshan. I belong to the Huangting Sect. I saw that our fellow Taoist has a very strange skeleton. Are you interested in coming to the boat to talk about it?" The voice of the learned Confucian came to my ears, and the expression on his face was extremely sincere.

"The bones are amazing?" Lin Xuan looked stunned. His first reaction was whether the other party had seen through his concealment skills, but then he calmed down again because this was impossible.

Not to mention a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, even an old monster in the Dongxuan Stage, as long as they don't meet face to face and then use the secret technique to sweep over themselves with their spiritual consciousness and go all out, they may not be able to see through their own method of concentrating Qi.

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He knew his own magical powers, and Lin Xuan still had some confidence in this.

His mind was spinning, but his expression was of course indifferent on the surface: "Fellow Taoist is joking, I'm just a casual cultivator, talking about the wonderful bones."

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