127 Suddenly, Ling'er turned her head, smiled, and said, "Hey, you were holding a magic sword before? That sword looks very spiritual." Where did you get that?"

"This, to make a long story, when I was in the Demon Realm, this sword appeared at the bottom of the Black Lake, probably because it was already spiritual, choose me to be his master. Li Xuan said it roughly, but to be honest, even he didn't know what the magic sword chose for him.

Ling'er asked again: "Oh, this is also fate, except for you, can't anyone else pull out that sword?"

"Maybe"

"Then I want to use it, it looks like I'm going to use it. ”

The child looked at Ling'er, but the color on his face was extremely unsightly, his eyebrows were furrowed, and he was thinking about something.

"Perhaps, with my blood. It's just that now that the magic sword has been taken away by others, it may not be able to fulfill Ling'er's dream. Li Xuan said with a slight smile.

"Ling'er's life is really bitter. Xiao Wei looked at Ling'er and heard Li Xuan's words, glanced at him fiercely, with great contempt, and then said arrogantly: "That sword is not something that anyone can control. Otherwise, it would not be the only magic sword in the Seven Realms. ”

"Well, you're pretty angry. "Xiao Wei can't see someone arrogant and arrogant, the more this is the case, the more Xiao Wei is doing it. You're mader than me, I'm madder than you. It's really okay to take her character.

The child ignored Williams, just thinking about what he was thinking or watching out for. It's just a dignified face, which makes people wonder......

Far away in the southern frontier, the afterglow of the sunset shines on the earth, the sky is full of clouds, red like fire. Too many beautiful things. Xing, Yun, the two protectors and the ** division of southern Xinjiang walked on the slender road. The figure is slightly red in the light of the clouds.

A seemingly sacred, majestic stone door is clearly engraved with two words "Dharma Hall". This is the most sacred place in southern Xinjiang, except for the ** division, no one is allowed to enter, and those who enter will die. It is rumored that there were once some people who did not know the height of the sky and the height of the earth wanted to find out, but died inexplicably inside. People only desecrated the gods and received the punishment they deserved. Since then, no one has dared to trespass.

At this time, the ** master Manhalla returned, and everyone on the street saluted and greeted the ** master, and some people even gave a basket of eggs.

"Meet the ** master. The two guards straightened up and respectfully greeted the return of the ** division.

"No one is allowed to disturb you. ”

"Yes," the guards said in unison. These ten guards are specially trained for the protection of the ** division with quick reactions, fast movements, and cultivation to be strong people.

After the teacher finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, the stone door weighing thousands of catties automatically opened. As soon as the door was closed, it was decreed that people outside, even the emperor of Southern Xinjiang, should not enter and disturb.

Sunrise and sunset, the day alternates frequently, and the time passes quickly, and a month has passed in a flash.

"It's been too long for the master to enter, it's been a month. Star Protector said worriedly.

Yun Protector looked at the closed master's door, and his heart was bottomless, but he said: "The master is the ** master, don't worry about it." ”

But then again, for a month, Manhalla has not stepped half a step out of the stone gate, not a drop of water, and not half a mouthful of food. Even if you are an iron man, you don't drink water or eat for a month, and even if you don't die, you're half-disabled.

So far, no one knows what the Daoist Master is doing inside.

Just when the two protectors of Xingyun were worried. A fresh face walked over.

"Stand still. One of the ten guards stepped forward, and the sword was outstretched, blocking the way of the passers.

The person who came lowered his head, his face was gloomy, and he did not reply.

A guard stepped forward, looked at such a strange person, and shouted angrily: "Who are you? ”

The visitor slowly raised his head, gloomy and indifferent, and his eyes revealed the hellish chill of Shura. Everyone shuddered, and their hairs stood on end. Just by looking at a few people, they felt like hell in the depths. Is he a human or a ghost?

The two guards at the front trembled their hands and unconsciously grabbed the sword at their waists. The body was uncontrollable, shaking and shaking.

"Don't scare people here, pretend to be a ghost, are you scared when you are a grandfather?" A young guard, who did not know whether to live or die, held a heavy and ugly knife in both hands, and slashed straight at the visitor.

The corners of the person's mouth rose, revealing an evil smile and a disdainful expression.

"Stop, it's not pleasing to have friends from afar. Let him in. The teacher's voice suddenly remembered at this time. But it's really strange, the stone door is closed, he doesn't have a clairvoyant eye, and he doesn't have an advanced telescope. Listening to the tone of the ** master, he clearly knew who the person from the Tao was. It's amazing.

As soon as the visitor walked to the stone gate, the stone gate opened the gate and took the initiative to welcome the guests.

The inner hall was pitch black, cold like a cellar, and if it weren't for the people inside who took the initiative to call him in, I'm afraid he would have wondered if there was really someone here.

"**The teacher is still like that, no people and no ghosts. It sounded sarcastic.

**The division is not known where. There is no trace of the ** master in the inner hall. I only heard his voice and didn't see him, "But you have become more cold-blooded." Worthy of your name. ”

"Well, it's all thanks to you, and I should bow to you deeply. The person who came was talking while looking for the location of the ** master, could it be that there was a secret passage in it. This ** boldly explored, and kept walking in. The more you go inside, the more you feel the unpleasant familiarity.

"Liu Zhiyuan, how is it, how does this taste?"

Liu Zhiyuan was familiar with the suffocating smell of death. Thinking that it was because of it that he was so lucky to taste the taste of life. When devouring this damn "can't die", the liver and lungs, tendons, acupoints, and severe pain in the center of the body were unbearable, and he was very happy at that time, because for him, who was already bent on death, he could finally get what he wanted, and those severe pains should be a bridge between yin and yang.

Waiting for him to lose consciousness and his whole body began to change, Zhilu said that one day he woke up, and he was still alive. For the person in front of him, he didn't know whether to be grateful or hateful. He had thought about it all his life, but God gave him a powerful cultivation. It was time for revenge, but the person he hated the most (his own master and smiley) was deceased. but not by his hands. The cultivation of this body did not come in handy. Providence makes people.

"It tastes good. Listening to Liu Zhiyuan's reply, the teacher was a little unhappy. His tone changed and he said, "What is the matter with you coming today?"

"Didn't you always want to do something? When the opportunity comes, I need to 'can't die', how many you have, how much I want. ”

"What?" the teacher was surprised. Ever since he had successfully refined this pill, he had been refining it in secret. The number reaches more than 1,000 grains. And a pill can "create" a cultivation master who has reached the infancy stage of the Yuan.