Looking at the night dying, who was wheezing violently on the side, the unscrupulous heart had already turned up turbulent waves, and he was extremely suspicious that this person had touched the realm of immortals. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info but it seems to be a little different, although his mana is strong, but there is an essential difference with them. Although the moves are subtle and powerful, they do not seem to break through the separation of immortals, except for that gossip, there is no immortal's power to move mountains and reclaim the sea.

And most importantly, immortals can fly, and the Night Immortal doesn't seem to have that ability right now. In other words, his strength is only infinitely close to that of an immortal, but it has not yet been reached, and the oppressive power of that gossip should only be the power of the technique itself. He didn't become an immortal, but created an immortal technique!

Thinking of this, I can't calm my heart even more unscrupulously. He wouldn't necessarily be so shocked if he said that Night Immortal had become an immortal, after all, he had long been asserted as one of the most promising people to become an immortal in a hundred years. Even if you become an immortal, it is not surprising, after all, that realm is ethereal, maybe you can get rid of the separation of immortals and mortals once you have an epiphany, and you may not be able to do it all your life.

Regardless, one thing is impossible to change. That is, mortals can't have immortal arts! And the Night Immortal not only created the immortal spell but also cast it, although it seemed to be very expensive, but he did not die of unbearable it.

The reason for all this is unscrupulous and difficult to explore. He relied on Yan Chixia's inheritance to forcibly instill this strength, not by his own hard cultivation, the realm of immortals was too far away for him. If there is no great opportunity, this life is hopeless.

But he didn't feel too much, he was just an ordinary person. It is very satisfying to be able to have this kind of power by chance, that is, when he was born at the wrong time, people like him were to be worshiped as immortals in ancient times, and he was definitely a royal guest. Unlike now, with the development of technology, information is also flooding the entire network.

Although this power is very strange, it is not too worshipped. However, people like him are still the guests of honor that the rich compete for.

Nightshade gasped violently, and struggled to pull a small bottle out of his pocket. The bottle is the size of a thumb, it is transparent, and I don't know if it's glass. It contained a small golden pill in half a bottle, and through a little light, you could see the flickering of light from time to time.

"Uh~" tilted his head and swallowed all the pills. Night Immortal quickly sat up, his hands fluttering in the air a few times, and then slowly folded his palms upwards in his arms.

A few people avoided to make room for him, only to see that after the night dead sat down, a strange energy fluctuation surrounded him. Bursts of misty air surround him, like a master in a novel of cultivating immortals.

"Big Brother Night is so handsome! ~" Lin Qianqian couldn't help but look stunned, holding her face with her hands in a shape, and there were stars in her eyes.

"The master seems to be very expensive this time, I'm afraid it's about the same as the fight with Nie Jin that time." Qiao Anxin thought to himself.

Compared to their concern for the Night Immortal itself, Unscrupulous was more attentive to the half bottle of elixir that the Night Immortal ate. Generally speaking, the pills are black and the shape is not very regular. Those pills just now were all golden, and they could also reflect light, which was not ordinary compared to them. To be able to use this kind of thing to heal wounds, its own heritage must be very profound. If others were afraid that he would have the idea of robbing, but the Night Immortal was the righteous son of the demon king Styx, and he didn't dare to offend.

And although the night shadow seems to be in a bad situation, but the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, who knows if he has any hole cards? If you lose your life for these treasures, you can't do it.

Maybe it was because these elixirs were really magical, and the night was only resting for five minutes before opening his eyes. The black pupils were full of brilliance, as bright as bright stars. The tiredness on his face was also swept away, and he felt a little radiant

"Whew~" exhaled softly. Nightshade slowly stood up and stretched his muscles, feeling the comfort of his body, and couldn't help but smile. He secretly said in his heart, "The old man's elixir is good, this time I feel that my skills have improved again, and I must take some out next time." ”

With a sigh of emotion in his heart, he did not forget the other person in the field, turned to look at the unscrupulous Taoist priest, and arched his hand, "Thank you Daoist for your help, and please ask for the name of the chief." ”

"Poor and unscrupulous, alone. It's just a matter of being handy, and it's not enough to worry about it. The fat Taoist priest also arched his hand, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Unscrupulous and profound, not arrogant or impatient, but also with a righteous heart, he is really a model for my generation." Night Dead also slapped a sycophant silently, this is also the easiest way to get along with people, after all, thousands of clothes are not worn by horses, although this fat man is strong but has a heavy heart, this trick will definitely work.

Sure enough, I was also very happy to hear the compliment on the fat man, and I couldn't help but smile. In fact, he wanted to laugh uncontrollably, but in order to maintain the image of a master, he could only try his best to suppress it.

"Daoist friends are polite, it is my generation's duty to eliminate demons and defend the Dao, and since I encounter it, I can't ignore it." The fat Taoist priest smiled and made a mockery.

A few people chatted a few more words, and the night underworld asked him if the spell he used just now was familiar, but it was the sword technique of Yan Chixia's lineage.

"What Daoyou said is good, that is the master's Taoism." Unscrupulous do not hide it.

"Master? Could it be that the Taoist master inherited Yan Chixia? But Yan Chixia has already traveled to the immortals, where did the Taoist apprentice come from? As far as I know, Yan Chixia did not serve in the underworld, but was directly reincarnated. Ye Ying was a little puzzled when he heard the title of the fat Taoist priest, it is said that Yan Chixia has been dead for hundreds of years, and she has been reincarnated for hundreds of years, how can it be his master? This fat man is not a zombie or a monster, and he can't live that long.

"That's right, Poor Dao had obtained Yan Chixia's inheritance in his early years and learned this Sword Immortal Dao Method. Although I have never met him, and I am not a person of the same era, my master is kind to me, and I am naturally his disciple when I obtain his inheritance. The fat Taoist priest explained.

So that's the case, I said how can he call Yan Chixia a master. According to this, he is really Yan Chixia's apprentice. However, I don't know what kind of mood it would be if someone from Yan Chixia's line saw it. Seeing this little patriarch who is dozens of generations taller than them, I'm afraid his expression will be very exciting.

The night was dark thinking in his heart, but there was no trace on his face. Several people around were secretly surprised when they heard the words of the fat Taoist. It turned out to be Yan Chixia's descendant?!

"Brother Night, does Yan Chixia really exist?" Lin Qianqian asked curiously. This is also the doubt of several people, and they only know about Yan Chixia from Pu Songling's Liaozhai series or A Chinese Ghost Story TV series. I thought it was just a fictional character, but I didn't expect it to be real? This is no less than telling them that Sun Wukong is also really shocked.

The Night Immortal frowned, the heir of the family is here. Is it appropriate to ask if the master exists in front of the heirs? Fortunately, the fat Taoist priest didn't care about these details, and waved his hand to show that he was not angry. Immediately laughed and personally solved the doubts of several people.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable! ~ The old man was originally a spicy judge in the 26 provinces of Kandong and Guangxi during the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, and his martial arts were even more powerful. is also jealous and hateful, because the traitor was in power, he withdrew from the officialdom, and later had some adventures when he traveled in the rivers and lakes. Those magic weapons and Taoism also came in this way, and later heard that there were ghosts and monsters in Lanruo Temple, so he personally suppressed them and lived in seclusion in Lanruo Temple. The things after that are actually similar to those in the novel, as for the adapted film and television dramas, they can't be taken seriously. ”

After listening to the unscrupulous explanation, several people suddenly realized that there were some surprises. It turned out that Yan Chixia really once existed, and a living heir was right in front of them. Although they mainly watch film and television dramas, they love Yan Chixia's image very much. A bearded man with a vicious face, an upright temperament, and jealousy and hatred. The handsome swordsmanship is chic and handsome, and it can be said that it is the idol of many boys.

The others were fine, but Joan came over with a smile on her face.

"That's, unscrupulous chief, right? Can you teach me that spell that flies around in the sky? Although he wanted to complain about this Dao number, he simply suppressed this idea because of his desire for swordsmanship. Licking the old face to find unscrupulousness.

Looking at Qiao An's appearance, the corners of Wuliang's mouth twitched, and he especially wanted to punch him. However, in order to maintain the image of the master, he suppressed this impulse, and said softly.

"This technique is a secret method of this sect, and it can only be passed on to the disciples of this sect, and I have no intention of accepting disciples. And the donor should be the apprentice of the night friend. ”

The other party has obviously refused, and if it is someone else, he will not say more. But Joan is quite serious when she is normal, but she is really hopeless and unsaved.

"Don't mind, I don't ask for more. As long as you can fly, it's better than being so stingy, I learned to subdue demons and subdue demons and defend the common people. ”

"This ・・・・・・" looked at the night in embarrassment.

"Master, you can also intercede for me. When I learn the art of swordsmanship, I will teach you too, and think about how cool it is for us to fly together with our master and apprentice! ~" Qiao An saw that Wuliang looked at the night and thought it was to see what he meant. Immediately began to babble about the Nightshade, as if he hadn't seen Nightshade's ugly face at all.

"Bang!" Night Shadow had a dark face, and with a direct stretch of his left hand, he punched Joan on his left side. Because of the angle, he felt that it was more refreshing to give him a punch than a slap!

"It's just a subordinate, the Taoist doesn't have to take it to heart, just knock him unconscious." Nightshade said lightly.

"Uh... ~ Okay." Wuliang looked at the pair of masters and apprentices quite strangely, and there were speechless beads of sweat.