Zheng Xuan's face showed a look of joy, her eyes were full of gratitude, she bowed her hands and bowed deeply to Lin Xuan.
She had suffered a lot when she fell into the hands of Lord Huoyun. If Lin Xuan hadn't saved her, she would have become someone's cauldron at this moment, and the outcome would have been disastrous.
Just thinking about it makes me extremely scared.
Although Zheng Xuan is considered a relatively kind person among immortal cultivators, honest people can still be angry.
This woman hates Venerable Huoyun to the core, but the gap between the two parties is there. Zheng Xuan is no good at clutching, but Venerable Huoyun is an immortal cultivator in the late Dongxuan period. The gap between the two is simply not the same. Zheng Xuan
Although I hate him very much in my heart, there is nothing I can do about my lack of strength.
When I heard Lin Xuan say this, I felt extremely grateful to him.
The master is so kind, not only saving himself from fire and water, but also avenging her.
Lin Xuan smiled and said nothing. Of course he had what Zheng Xuan thought. Yue'er's disciples were no different from his disciples, and he had always been protective of his own shortcomings. It would be fine if he didn't know. Since he knew that he was being
Bullying, how could Lin Xuan not make the decision for her.
But this is only one of them.
There is another reason for those 50 million mid-grade crystal stones.
Lin Xuan's money is so easy to make. He caught Lin Xuan's disciple and then sold her back. The people in the Wanbao Conference were overcrowded, and he was at the helm of a hostile sect. Lin Xuan had to endure his anger for a while.
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Now that things have changed, how can Lin Xuan continue to suffer this loss? If there is a chance, of course he must regain his position.
Although Venerable Huoyun is also a well-known figure, even the old monster in the distraction stage has its wings broken in his hands. How can Lin Xuan care about his small Dongxuan stage.
This level of leapfrogging challenge is stress-free.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Xuan did not explain to Zheng Xuan. With a flick of his sleeves and a flash of light, a spiritual boat several feet long emerged.
Although it is a little smaller and is not a great flying magic weapon, it is no problem to use it on the road. After all, Lin Xuan is not in a hurry. He not only placed a tracking mark on the opponent, but also knows that the opponent's lair is in Tianwu Mountain. He is absolutely
Can't run away.
Lin Xuan raised his right hand, and a spell shot out from his fingertips. A whining sound suddenly reached his ears, and the spirit boat was wrapped in a ball of green light and quickly disappeared into the sky.
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Tianwu Mountain is also located to the west of Tianshuang County, but it is at least tens of millions of miles away from where they are now. According to the flying speed of the spirit boat, it will take about more than a month.
During the leisurely journey, Zheng Xuan asked Lin Xuan for some cultivation experience. There was no need for Lin Xuan to hide his clumsiness when it came to Yue'er's apprentice. The little girl had benefited a lot from this journey.
However, looking at her figure, Lin Xuan was filled with emotions. A look of disappointment often flashed across his face. Seven or eight hundred years have passed since he ascended to the East China Sea. Yue'er, where are you?
?
Although Lin Xuan firmly believed that the two would meet one day, as time went by, his longing for Yue'er grew day by day.
Sighing slightly, Lin Xuan suppressed his longing in his heart, hoping to be reunited with Yue'er sooner.
The days without you are very lonely. According to old legend, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl can still be reunited on the Magpie Bridge every year, but it has been more than hundreds of years since I was separated from my beloved wife.
Time flies by like a fleeting moment, only a month. For those who cultivate immortality, it is only a blink of an eye.
When the stretching mountains came into view, Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes on the spirit boat.
In front is Tianwu Mountain.
Lin Xuan's face showed a hint of joy, and then he raised his right hand and patted it on his waist. A green jade plate flew out of the bag in a moment.
This object is only the size of a palm, but it is green and green, exuding amazing aura. One look at it and you can tell that it is a treasure of high quality.
Lin Xuan took a breath and pointed at it with one finger.
A layer of green halo lit up on its surface, and then a red light spot appeared in the center of the jade plate, flickering dimly and brightly, as if it represented something.
"Hmph, that Venerable Huoyun is indeed here."
A hint of joy flashed across Lin Xuan's face, and the tracking mark was effective.
Although he never worried that the other party could escape, this situation could save a lot of effort.
His eyes swept over the jade plate, and Lin Xuan determined the specific location. Then the spirit boat changed its direction and flew deep into the mountains.
After about a meal, the vegetation in front became more and more green, but the mountains gradually became more steep.
Suddenly, the spirit boat slowed down and stopped suddenly.
A thick fog appeared in front of me, even blocking the scenery, making it impossible to see anything clearly.
Different from ordinary mountain fog, this fog is fiery red, and the surrounding temperature has suddenly increased a lot.
Obviously, this is not formed by nature itself, but is a prohibition imposed by the monks here.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a bit of a sneer on his face.
Of course, don't try to block something like this.
Lin Xuan flicked his sleeves, and a blue sword light swam out.
It flickered briefly, rose up in the storm, and instantly turned into a giant sword with a diameter of more than ten feet.
There was a loud stabbing sound and it was slashed downwards.
boom!
The crackling sound reached the ears, like pouring a basin of water into a frying pan. The mist below began to surge violently, but it soon couldn't resist it. It was forcefully punched through a large hole, and it quickly spread to the surrounding areas.
Although this restriction is good, Lin Xuan's attack is even more extraordinary. He broke it with just one blow.
The roar of people's voices reached the ears, and such a loud movement naturally alerted the monks below. They saw a bright light, and colorful rainbows rose into the sky and rushed toward Lin Xuan.
There was no surprise on Lin Xuan's face. Before he came, he had already found out clearly that although Lord Huoyun had no intention of founding a sect, he was definitely not alone.
Instead, he recruited many disciples.
If I'm not mistaken, those who came here should be his disciples and grandsons.
"I really don't know how to live or die."
There was a hint of sarcasm at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. Although he was only offended by Venerable Huoyun, this old guy had a surly personality, and the disciples he accepted were not good people. Most of them were evil cultivators and did all kinds of evil on weekdays.
To uproot his lineage would be to do justice to heaven.
With this thought in his mind, Lin Xuan put away the spirit boat at his feet.
Soon, those Jinghongs came to the front, and their brilliance dimmed, revealing the faces of the monks inside, numbering fifty or sixty in total.
Most of them look ferocious and wear strange clothes.
"Who are you? How dare you..."
The leader was a tall man with a beard. As soon as he stopped hiding, he started yelling at Lin Xuan.
ps: Fellow Taoists, if you still have ***, please help me!