Chapter 1972 High-profile when it should be high-profile
Chapter 1972: Be high-profile when it’s time to be high-profile
Nascent Soul was a few inches taller, and his facial features and eyebrows were exactly like that of the big man. However, his expression was extremely strange. Apart from being frightened, he was even more dazed, and he obviously didn't know what was going on.
Wu Yong and the women were equally dumbstruck. This was too amazing. In the opponent's hands, a dignified Nascent Soul cultivator was almost like a scarecrow. They also had no idea what happened in that brief moment.
Lin Xuan chuckled softly. He flicked his sleeves and robe, and the green clouds flew out, wrapping the opponent's Nascent Soul. Then a shrill scream came into his ears. Needless to say, Lin Xuan was using Soul Search. The art of.
After a while, Lin Xuan raised his head, but there was no emotion or anger on his face. This guy was just a Nascent Soul, his cultivation level was too low, and he didn't understand any important news at all. He was just an errand boy.
However, the Nine Immortals Palace is indeed full of chaos at the moment. The palace owner has not shown up for hundreds of years. There is no doubt about this.
Lin Xuan's brows couldn't help but frown together. With his character of not getting up early, there was no benefit, so he naturally didn't want to wade into muddy waters.
However, the secret of the teleportation array needs further confirmation. Besides, we have already come here. It would be a pity to give up halfway.
After hesitating for a moment, Lin Xuan decided not to give up. Anyway, with his own strength, he could go to the East China Sea, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
The thought in his mind turned around, and he turned around and said to the young master: "Today's Nine Immortals Palace is full of undercurrents and is no longer a good place. Fellow Taoist, it's best to change your mind and not go anywhere."
"Wu knows, so what are senior's plans?" Wu Yong nodded, with a rare serious look on his face. He is not stupid. At this moment, of course he knows that senior Lin is pretending to be a pig. Eat a tiger, otherwise how could a cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul have killed that bald man with just a single move.
"Senior, are you still going to the Nine Immortals Palace to visit friends?"
"That's right." Lin Xuan nodded, and then his eyes swept over the women: "Do you know a female cultivator named Hongye Fairy?"
"Thank you, senior, for your life-saving grace." The girls smiled happily, and it was the female cultivator known as "Sister Honghong" who spoke, with an apologetic look on her face: "Juniors, I have never heard of this."
"Um."
Lin Xuan did not show any disappointment. He just asked casually. As the fourth largest force in the East China Sea, the Nine Immortals Palace has hundreds of thousands of disciples. The possibility of knowing each other is naturally not high. Not very big.
"You can take care of yourself." Lin Xuan hesitated for a moment, turned his left hand over, and a ball of light appeared in the palm of his hand.
Green light circulates inside, making it appear full of aura.
Lin Xuan threw it in front of the older woman. The woman was stunned and quickly picked it up subconsciously.
"We are destined to meet each other. This ball of light is gathered by Lin's magic power. It can release one hundred and eight palm thunder attacks. Even if you are surrounded by a large group of immortal cultivators, with this object, it should be able to help you get out of trouble." Lin Xuan's faint voice reached his ears, and before he could finish his words, a green glow appeared all over his body, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Only then did Sister Honghong realize what the ball of light in her hand was. She was surprised and her face was full of ecstasy.
At this time, Lin Xuan was already thousands of miles away.
Thinking about his experiences along the way, he was also secretly stunned. First, the Lord of the Holy City fell into the trap of the ancient demon, and his body was taken away by the demon soul. Now, the Nine Immortals Palace is also undercurrent.
Regardless of whether it has anything to do with the ancient demon or not, the East China Sea has unknowingly entered a troubled period.
On the surface, the storm of ghosts and ghosts has turned into nothingness, but a greater crisis is obviously still to come.
Various signs have strengthened Lin Xuan's determination to leave. Not to mention that the spiritual resources in the East China Sea are no longer suitable for practice. No matter how abundant the resources are, Lin Xuan does not intend to stay here.
The news about the ancient teleportation array must be implemented.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan's escape speed became even faster.
Tens of thousands of miles, to him, was just a moment. Soon, a building like a jade building appeared in his sight.
The most conspicuous one is the mountain gate like an archway. Although it is not towering, it is still majestic.
In front of the mountain gate, there were crowds of people, tens of thousands of them. Like the eldest young master, they were all cultivators who were originally preparing to pass the examination and join the Nine Immortals Palace.
This group of people are art masters, and most of them are not weak in strength. More than 70% are immortal cultivators who are at least condensing pills, and there are even some Nascent Souls and Lihes.
Originally, Lin Xuan's arrival was not noticeable, but this time it was different. After knowing that there was an undercurrent inside the Nine Immortals Palace, hiding his aura would do more harm than good.
Although it is Lin Xuan's principle to keep a low profile, he does not hesitate at all when it comes to being high-profile.
Terrible spiritual pressure fell from the sky.
boom!
Almost half of the tens of thousands of immortal cultivators present lay down.
That feeling cannot be described in words. The East China Sea is vast and there are only a few caves. It can be said that I have never seen any immortal cultivators of this level present. Suddenly, the scene suddenly became chaotic, with all kinds of things happening.
The voices of discussion reached my ears one after another.
Many people raised their heads with difficulty and looked at the source of the spiritual pressure.
"This...could it be that the Lord of the Palace is here in person?"
"Nonsense, every time I recruit a disciple, the palace master never shows up, and the spiritual pressure comes from outside. How can he be the palace master?" another voice retorted.
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But no matter what the guess was, there was no doubt that the person who came was an old monster of Dongxuan level. Soon, the numerous discussions died down and were replaced by respectful words.
Many smart people have paid homage to the source of spiritual pressure.
The two frightening rainbows came to Lin Xuan's eyes with lightning speed. The light converged, revealing two immortal cultivators, a man and a woman.
The man was a cultivator in the early stage of Lihe. The woman's cultivation level was slightly lower, but she was also in the late stage of Nascent Soul. They both looked about thirty years old.
His eyes swept over Lin Xuan. Their expressions were extremely respectful. They bowed and saluted. The man's clear voice reached his ears: "Senior, I am a law enforcement monk who lives in the inner palace."
I don’t know what the honor of having such a great surname and great authority comes to you.”
When he said this, there was a bit of nervousness on his face. Even in the separation period, he had never seen a monk at the Dongxuan level.
"Lin is here to visit a friend." Lin Xuan's faint voice reached his ears, and the other party became more and more respectful. Even in their Nine Immortals Palace, there were only a few people who could make friends with their peers at the Dongxuan level. Any one of them,
They are all guys with great power in this palace. Thinking of this, his face showed a bit of flattery: "I don't know who the senior's friend is. I can pass it on for you."
Chapter completed!