In the past month, Ling Xiao has focused on alchemy, after all, there are four Dannu to start, and he can spend a lot less effort.

And just as a guest of the Shumeng, naturally he can't do nothing, so he simply refines more pills for the Shumeng, in exchange for the favor of the Shumeng.

In a month, Ling Xiao refined more than a dozen kinds of pills, as many as more than two hundred pills, which was a lot of money.

From the cultivation of the Shumei Alliance to the present, Ling Xiao has given nearly twenty kinds of his original Danfang, which makes the deputy leader of the Shumei Alliance wake up with a smile in his dreams.

There is actually such a talent in the alliance, if the alliance leader and his closed disciple know about it, I'm afraid it will be the same as me, and I can't stop smiling!

After a month of refining, Ling Xiao also felt a little tired, so he asked Lin Qianjiao to go back first, after all, she was a person who skillfully seized the palace, and it was not good for her to stay in the Shumeng all the time.

Remembering that his beautiful and lovely wife Qing Ruxue had not seen him for a long time, and he missed it very much in his heart, he let Xinyan, Ma You and Chen Luo go, and went to the halfway point of the mountain to find Qing Ruxue.

Qing Ruxue built a house halfway up the mountain, Ling Xiao knew it, but there was no one left when Ling Xiao went.

Just look at a note on a wooden table, the note reads: Husband, the temple is in trouble, thunderstorm desert, come quickly!

Ling Xiao, who saw the note, was like a thunderbolt, why did the temple have a big difficulty to go to the thunderstorm desert?

Even if there is no saint-level strength in such a dangerous realm as the Thunderstorm Desert, it will only take the strength of a ten-star or above grandmaster to dare to explore, and even the current Ling Xiao is estimated to be more than lucky.

But Qing Ruxue has already gone, and he will never sit idly by if Qing Ruxue is in trouble.

He immediately made a decision: go!

At this moment, dozens of figures came out from the mountainside, one by one into the wooden house, and many others gathered outside the wooden house.

"Master Ling, hello. A young man with a paper fan in his hand said with a smile.

Ling Xiao recognized him, this person was the disciple of the Confucian Sword Sect who snatched the Colorful Demon Flower in the Spirit Mountain Range.

"Master Ling, let the old man wait for a long time. An old man in a Taoist robe said after entering the door.

"Ling Jia'er, it's finally time for you, join our horn clan. An old man with a single horn on his head said directly after entering the door.

"You horn clan boast of winning the West Pole, why do you need to win over Master Ling. Master Ling, consider joining us. ”

Ling Xiao turned his head when he heard this, and a man with wings on his back, wingspan like an eagle, and snow-white feathers was sitting at the window.

The three people in front of Ling Xiao all recognized them, they were the Xuanqing Sect, the Confucian Sword Sect and the Jiao Clan, and the one sitting in the window was undoubtedly the Yu Clan in the legend.

Ling Xiao frowned, although he was already a seven-star grandmaster, seeing that these people in front of him were not his opponents, but except for these people in front of him, those around the wooden house were all grandmaster-level masters, and their divine sense swept the cultivation and was actually similar to his own.

At this time, an old man wearing plain clothes and cloth shoes slowly spoke: "Master Ling, the old man is Mo Yuan, the elder of the Moxiao Sect, this trip is abrupt, the old man wants to ask Master Ling to return to the first school of the Moxiao Sect with the old man."

Ling Xiao immediately understood the purpose of their trip, and what they did was a big move, and the amazing attainments they showed in their refining and fighting attracted the covetousness of these clans.

"Prajna Amitabha, it is his free choice who Master Ling goes with, and we can't force it. At this time, a bald old man said lightly.

"You old bald donkey, don't talk big here. Aren't you prajna men boasting mercy? Why are you robbing people here? Why don't you be merciful and quit? The one-horned old man scoffed.

The bald old man ignored him, and just asked softly: "I wonder if Master Ling is willing to go with Lao Gao?" Lao Ge promises that as long as you go with me, the three major sects of Praruomen, Shenxiao Sect, and Chenwu Sect will ensure that you are safe." ”

Ling Xiao had heard of the three sects of the old man's institute, these three sects were all among the top forces in the Western Pole, and he had also heard that these three sects were in the same spirit, but he rarely paid attention to the affairs of the outer sects.

Take the Grandmaster Conference, the Grandmaster Conference is the largest event in the West Pole, including the participation of almost all the grandmaster-level powerhouses of the upper, middle and lower sects.

There is no age limit for this kind of event, as long as you reach the level of grandmaster power, you can participate.

These grandmasters will compete and argue together, with the intention of deciding the first person who is the strongest grandmaster.

Whether it's an elixir charm or a vessel, all people can use it.

But it was such a grand event, and the three sects would only send people to watch the battle, and no one participated.

Ling Xiao didn't expect that such a sect would actually covet his alchemy attainments.

"Hmph! Pranya Sect, Chenwu Sect, and Shenxiao Sect are nothing more than that. Ling Xiao said coldly.

"Prajna Amitabha, I'm afraid Master Ling has misunderstood. Master Ling's alchemy attainments are rare to come across a thousand years, but a good blade can hurt people or save people, just look at who wields the blade. We and other sects are also afraid that the good blade will fall into the hands of people with bad intentions, and I am afraid that it will be ruined at that time!"

When the one-horned old man heard this, he immediately shouted: "You old bald donkey, who has bad intentions?"

The bald old man ignored it, and then asked, "Master Ling, how is it?"

No matter what the purpose of these three sects is, no matter who comes today, his answer is only one word: no!

Ling Xiaowan didn't expect that his alchemy attainments would attract so many top sects.

Yu Clan, Jiao Clan, Xuanqing Sect, Confucian Sword Sect, Moxiao Sect,

Although there was only one person from the Prajna Gate, it also represented the Shenxiao Sect and the Chenwu Sect.

Naturally, forces such as the Skillful Snatching Palace and the Ghost Axe Divine Palace, which only cared about the marrow fire, would not come, and most of the top forces outside the Sorcerer Alliance had come.

"Prajna Amitabha, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

The bald old man sighed and turned to say, "I'm bothering Master Ling." ”

When it was over, the bald old man turned around and walked out of the wooden house, and walked away without looking back.

The fact that the bald old man of the Pranya Sect had fled away had changed his mind slightly, and it seemed that the rumored that the Pranya Sect had paid little attention to things outside the sect was true.

"Are there any other sects? Ling Xiao said lightly.

He naturally knew that the person who came was not good, and except for the people from the Prajna Gate, the others present might not be able to leave so easily.

At this time, a woman walked out of the door, looking to be in her early twenties, although she wore heavy makeup, she could also see her beauty and demeanor. The brow is a little red, especially eye-catching.

With a sweep of her divine sense, this woman actually had the strength of a four-star grandmaster, and she was very good among the younger generation.

A four-star sect master naturally didn't dare to come alone, and the people who came in to greet him were all those with low cultivation, if there were only these people in front of him, Ling Xiao would not be worried.

But the strength outside the wooden house is no less than his own, which is what he worries the most.

"Master Ling is polite, I am Nangong Xuan of the Tibetan Sword Clan, I am here on this trip..."

"Okay, okay, who doesn't know what you're doing here, who else? Ziyuan Pavilion Bright Holy Sect?"

Seeing that no one came out again, Ling Xiao stared at Nangong Xuan with his eyes, looked at it for a while, and suddenly had a plan in his heart: "I'll go with you, do you Hidden Sword Clan protect me?"

Nangong Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up when she heard this, she didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and immediately said, "This is natural." ”

When everyone heard this, their color suddenly changed!

I heard Ling Xiao immediately shoot the case and shout: "Okay! I'll leave with you Hidden Sword Clan!"