(first update)

Author: Taoist Sanmiao

(first update)

After seeing the two scenes, Lin Xuanzhi stopped instantly.

One place was obviously his own, and he had heard a lot about the Nine Heavens Fire Dragon Sword Qi in the other place.

After a while, the two magic weapons of Suzaku Fan and Baoshan Seal no longer resisted, letting the sword light and Honglian put themselves away.

As for Lin Miaoxian and Han Feiyu, who had been working hard on the Vermillion Bird Fan, they naturally got instructions from the Bodhisattva to step aside as soon as the sword energy was detected.

Fengyue and Huanxi couldn't help but feel a little helpless on the beautiful faces of the two Bodhisattvas.

Fengyue Bodhisattva was the first to speak: "Old immortal, your Taoism is so profound that our little Fangchun Mountain cannot entertain you."

"When this portal falls into your hands, the two young monks have nothing to say."

Amidst the sighs, the joyful Zen light rippled and converged, and a burst of brilliance emerged from the stone gate, flowing backwards towards the Zen light.

Finally, a bodhi seed with the meaning of joy and liberation fell into Lin Miaoxian's hands, and the beauty with white bones escaped into the void after observing the diagram. Naturally, no one stopped them.

Lingxuzi nodded and sent the two of them away. Immediately, a stream of clear air rolled up the door and disappeared.

"There's still tea brewing on the stove, so I'll leave first."

The figure of the viewer almost disappears, leaving only a shapeless figure holding a fly whisk.

As his voice fell, the remaining fresh air disappeared into the whisk, and the Earthly Evil Restriction continued to derive, aggregate, and then transform into the Tiangang Restriction.

It is not over until the second heaven is perfected and the third heaven is derived.

The whisk fell into his hand, and while playing with the whisk that turned directly into a spiritual weapon, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but marvel at the magical power of the conservator.

"So it seems that the temple master sent down the fly whisk in the first place to wait for today's opportunity?"

He was not allowed to think too much.

He felt a force pulling him down, and in an instant Lin Xuanzhi found that he and everyone had arrived outside the Wild Wolf Valley.

A woman in white clothes in front of him turned to him and nodded, saying softly: "I am Su Mingxin."

Lin Xuanzhi immediately saluted and said, "Disciple has met my uncle."

Su Mingxin nodded, glanced at the Canglong Pillar, couldn't help but light up a little, and praised softly: "Not bad."

"It seems that Pindao is late."

A gentle voice like a spring breeze sounded, and at the same time, a ray of clear light appeared, revealing the figure of an elegant middle-aged Taoist.

"Dad, why are you here?" Kou Lingyun shouted weakly.

Kou Huaiyang looks like he is only in his early forties, and his Taoist attire is quite elegant and elegant.

After hearing his son's complaint, Kou Zhenren stroked his head and said, "I'm going to pick stars for your mother."

Kou Huaiyang shook his head secretly as he looked at the depths of the earth where the Yin veins were being repaired and the earth's energy was overwhelmingly pure.

Even if you come early, you won't be able to grab it...

At this time, another rather serious voice sounded: "I guess Brother Taoist is busy with Zhou's affairs and can't get away from it."

An old Taoist wearing a brown robe, with gray beard and hair, and a stern face came from the clouds.

Ling Daokong couldn't help but his expression changed: "Uncle Master."

Kou Huaiyang smiled when he heard this: "Fellow Taoist Zhengxuan."

Master Zhengxuan nodded in response, looked at Ling Daokong and said: "The isolation in the secret realm is very strong, and the Nine Immortals Flying Spirit Spell is delayed a lot."

Zheng Zhenren came over with a smile on his face, holding a Suzaku fan: "It doesn't matter if you are late, the two Taoist brothers should all reminisce about the past."

Master Zhengxuan lowered his eyes and smiled, looked at Lin Xuanzhi and Su Mingxin, and said in a calm tone: "It seems that Xuandu Guan may be the biggest winner this time?"

Su Mingxin couldn't help but lead Lin Xuan to go forward and say hello to several seniors.

Needless to say, Master Kou Huaiyang, Master Zhengxuan is a well-known Su Lao of the Guangcheng sect, and his moral conduct is not inferior to that of Qian Xuzi.

Zheng Zhenren is also the most famous swordsman of the Lingbao sect in the past two thousand years, and has already survived the thunder disaster.

Kou Huaiyang couldn't help but smile: "It seems that senior Lingxu doesn't want to see us."

Master Zhengxuan curled his lips and said, "I don't know what Uncle Xie did by taking away the Demonic Way Gate."

"Whether you refine demons to become a Taoist or not let the Northern Sect get it, you will always make a sure profit without losing anything." Zheng Zhenren didn't care about this.

After all, apart from Xuandu Temple, they were the only ones from the Lingbao Sect who had obtained two magic weapons, a Xuantian Suppressing Talisman.

Zheng Xuan scoffed at Zheng Zhenren's behavior of being obedient after getting an advantage, and turned to look at Lin Xuanzhi and Lin Xuanzhi.

"Do you two know whether Master Xie killed the corpse that day?"

When Lin Xuanzhi heard this, he only said: "This junior, limited by his cultivation and knowledge, only saw from a distance that the master of the temple shattered the coffin that seemed to be a secret treasure to avoid disasters."

Su Mingxin said concisely and comprehensively: "Either death, or life is worse than death."

The three real people all smiled a little when they heard this.

When an old demon dies, he can just go back and hold a Dharma conference and have a feast.

At this time, I saw Huiyue and his wife from the Guanghan sect coming with three disciples.

"I've met three real people."

"Sister Su, you are polite."

Lin Xuanzhi guessed their purpose as soon as they arrived, but he didn't take the initiative to say anything.

really.

After the elders exchanged greetings, Fairy Huiyue looked at Lin Xuanzhi and said in a gentle tone: "I heard from Quanzi that it was little friend Lin who got the Guanghan laurel branch?"

"Exactly, I wonder what the seniors have to say?" Lin Xuanzhi knew what they wanted, but it also depended on what they wanted.

Fairy Huiyue immediately said: "That laurel branch has great significance to our sect and has many functions. I wonder if you would like to make a deal with our sect?"

At this time, Su Mingxin said faintly: "Guanghan Laurel is the acquired spiritual root and the essence of Taiyin. If the vitality of that branch is not extinguished, its value is still higher than that of ordinary magic weapons."

Meng Shaoyun's face darkened, while Fairy Huiyue nodded calmly: "Of course we understand."

Su Mingxin glanced at Lin Xuanzhi, and then said: "You can't decide on a transaction involving magic weapons and acquired spiritual roots. It's better to go back to the North Pole to discuss it before we do it."

Master Zhengxuan looked at him sideways. Are there so many good things in this secret realm?

Then he shook his head and pulled Ling Daokong away.

Upon seeing this, the others had no intention of getting involved in the transaction between the two companies. They each said hello and fled one after another.

What to do?

Do you want to watch others count their harvests?

Fairy Huiyue nodded slightly and agreed to Su Mingxin's proposal.

"Little friend, you should not be in a hurry to get rid of that laurel branch. Can you wait for a while? Our Guanghan Sect should be able to come up with something that satisfies you."

Lin Xuanzhi thought for a moment and then agreed.

After all, there is no reason to refuse.

As for cultivating a secondary laurel tree?

The ideal is very fulfilling, but you have to consider the reality, which is very difficult, consumes resources, and requires a lot of effort.

The key is that it may fail.

After watching the group leave after a while, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but turn to Su Mingxin and ask for advice: "Uncle, even if the vitality is not exhausted, they may not be able to cultivate a laurel tree, right?"

Su Mingxin nodded slightly and said: "So I will change it to a magic weapon or something of equivalent value."

"You have to wait."

"There are many Guanghan sect families, and the factions are complex. Some want to change, and some don't want to change. We also have to consider the opinions of the magic weapon, and we have to ask what you think, and we have to argue for several years."

Lin Xuanzhi didn't care about this. After all, he just pulled it and took the Sun Energy and Laurel Branch.

"Uncle, I'm curious, what did you mean when you said that the person on the corpse that day was either dead or alive?"

Su Mingxin, who was about to run away after hearing this, paused and explained patiently: "If you fail to overcome the tribulation, you will naturally die."

"Being swallowed by Ge Wuhen would be worse than death."

"But after all, Ge Wuhen may not devour the people who have passed away in the hands of the master of the temple, but may let them reincarnate."

"In that way, in the next life, Master Tianshi will be a good person. He will be imprisoned for his whole life for good thoughts, and evil thoughts will not arise. After awakening from the mystery in the womb, he will contradict and conflict with the memory of his previous life."

"There is a 90% chance of dying from the collapse of the true spirit, a 50% chance of becoming a good person and turning into a demon, and a 50% chance of becoming a madman and becoming a hopeless path."

"The Tao of Demonic Transformation is the glimmer of hope given to him by the Temple Master."

After hearing this, Lin Xuanzhi simply didn't know what to say.

I just don’t know if Master Tianzhi wants this chance of life.

"Then what if the leader of the Northern Sect swallows Master Tianshi?"

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