Chapter 70 Xianmen Emei
Since it is instinct, there is no way to punch, and it is impossible to guess how her next move will appear, and it is precisely because of this that Lin Nan fell into a bitter battle.
What's even more terrifying is that Lin Nan found that this little girl did not have any internal qi or aura in her body, and the half-hour battle relied purely on physical strength.
Although Lin Nan currently only has the strength of the middle stage of the small consummation and can't do Sumeru, it is definitely enough to trap the grandmaster below.
"I don't believe I can't hurt you this time!"
"Ahh ”
Lin Nan was messy.
His seventeenth form of Xingluo was eaten by the little girl in the tree.
It's like a bite like gnawing on steamed buns, and it's gone.
And the little girl frowned and chewed a few times, but felt that there was no taste, so she spit aside.
Bang!
At this time, the power of Fang Cun Sumeru exploded, and several large trees of double hugging were directly blown into powder.
Lin Nan's face trembled.
When he came back to his senses, the little girl had already run away, and before she disappeared, Lin Nan saw her jump away like a toad, and bit a butterfly and ate it deliciously.
"She... What exactly is the origin. ”
Lin Nan's eyes widened.
He really wanted to chase it, but his internal strength was too exhausted, and his speed couldn't be improved.
"No, I can't go back to Linshui City yet, I have to find out the origin of the little girl, this is a big discovery!"
Lin Nan's eyes flashed with curiosity, in the immortal realm for five hundred years, he was definitely well-informed, and all kinds of strange things could be famous, but he didn't expect that there were still things he had never seen on the earth!
"The spirit furnace, the lock of the yin body, plus this little girl. ”
Lin Nan smashed his mouth, "It's only been a month since I returned to Earth, and I've encountered so many rare treasures in the fairy world, I'm so lucky." ”
Lin Nan found a safe place nearby, took out the spirit fruit given to the one-eyed dragon from the ring, and began to meditate and cultivate.
"Hit the late stage of the little consummation first, and then go find that little girl!"
And just like that, three days passed.
…
Inside the Su family compound.
The head of the family, Su Yuezhong, had a sad face, sighed, and he looked at a closed alchemy room, lingering in front of the door.
At this time, Li Zong came over and frowned and said, "Xiao Ran still locked himself inside?"
"yes. Since Xiao Ran came home, he has been closed in the alchemy room. ”
"Although it is a good thing to study Dan Dao hard, you can't go too far, what if you break your body. ”
Su Yuezhong shook his head helplessly, his face full of distress.
Li Zong said: "Lao Su, I'm here to discuss something with you today. ”
"But it doesn't hurt to say that. ”
Li Zong's eyes flashed with suspicion, "Looking back now, I always feel that there were a lot of strange things when facing that old sword immortal in Chen County, it stands to reason that a master like this should be very famous." ”
"But I have searched through the list of Emei Sword Immortals for nearly two hundred years, and I have not found this Lin Qixuan, and his name is a pseudonym nine times out of ten. ”
Su Yuezhong nodded, "It's really possible, what do you mean?"
"I'm going to Emei!"
Su Yuezhong thought about it carefully, and then said: "It's okay, it's just that Emei, as one of the five great immortal sects, may look down on us." ”
"Let's go and talk about it. Without further ado, I'll leave now. "Li Zong cut the railway.
Three hours later.
Leshan City, Sichuan Province, Mount Emei.
The Emei faction, one of the five immortal gates, is on the top of this mountain.
Most of the following belong to tourist areas, and now the martial arts world also needs financial support, which can be regarded as a cooperative relationship between the state and Xianmen.
Li Zong walked along the long stone steps and came to the mountain gate of Emei.
…
In the lobby, a middle-aged man in a green robe sat at the top of the room, sipping tea with a kind smile on his face.
This person who looks ordinary at first glance is the fifty-third generation of the current Emei master, Yan Yi.
Li Zong bowed respectfully, his cultivation is an uncle in other places, but it is really nothing in Emei, where there are many masters.
What's more, the realm of this Sect Master has already reached the peak of the Transformation Realm, and his young appearance is also skilled, no matter his cultivation and seniority, he is far higher than Li Zong.
Yan Yi, the master of the Emei Sect, chuckled: "Don't be so restrained, I heard that you met an old sword immortal in Chen County, Eastern Province?
Li Zong nodded deeply, "At that time, I could see clearly that the flying sword used by the old sword immortal was indeed from Emei, but the younger generation was a little confused, looking at the masters of Emei for nearly two hundred years, it seems that there is no such person." ”
"This time, I hope that the master of the gate will solve his doubts. ”
"Hehe, this is not in a hurry. Yan Yi smiled, and then he squeezed his eyes: "Do you know how to play chess?"
Li Zong was stunned for a moment, "It will be..."
"Haha, that's just right, I've been in retreat for half a year recently, and I finally came out and asked me to guard the mountain gate in a proper manner, saying that it was to prepare for the Raushzi Tourism Festival, where did I get so much spare work. ”
Yan Yile pulled out the chessboard from the table, and he pointed to a seat opposite, "Come, sit down." ”
Li Zong was sweating profusely, but there were a few people who could refuse the master of the Emei Sect in this day, so he had to sit down with a dry smile.
At this moment, a sloppy old man walked in outside, he was dressed dirty, and his long white eyebrows and beard were particularly eye-catching.
Li Zong and Yan Yi chatted while playing chess, and the master of Yan Sect asked, "What is the name of the old sword immortal you are talking about?"
"That senior, who calls himself Lin Qixuan!"
"Lin Qixuan, I haven't heard of it, it's fake. ”
Syllable!
The sloppy old man who walked in from the outside, with an angry face, a big-eared melon seed slapped into the face of the master of the gate, whipping him away like a spinning top.
Li Zong was stunned, only to feel a chill rise in his heart.
It's not that the master of the gate didn't want to hide just now, but the old man was too fast, and his palm seemed to ignore the space, and it was directly pumped on the face of the master of the gate.
The old man jumped to his feet and scolded: "Little Wang Ba Lamb, if you don't go down the mountain to prepare for the tour, you still dare to play chess, I will kill you!"
"Look at what this broken Emei has become, if you don't make a good profit, I think the sect will be disbanded as soon as possible!"
The master of the gate covered his face and shouted: "You have been in retreat for so many years, who do you think gave the pork knuckle you eat? If it weren't for me, you would have died in the coffin." ”
The old man blew his beard and glared: "Wang Balamb, see that I don't kill you!"
Li Zong was trembling when he saw it beside him, and in front of him, the master of the Emei Gate was beaten by this old man and ran all over the house, and he didn't have the slightest power to fight back.
The old man was tired and breathless, he looked at Li Zong and asked, "Little cub, what year is this, is the duck slice war over?"
Li Zong only felt a dry throat.
The Duck Slice War began in 1840, and more than 100 years have passed this year, which means that this old man has lived for more than a century.
Li Zong knelt down in fear and said, "The younger generation has seen the old sword immortal. ”
"Get up, don't talk so much useless. ”
The old man smashed his mouth, "I seem to have heard you say just now, I met a sword fairy in Eastern Province, what is it called?"