Chapter 62: Old Demon Ancient Dust
In the depths of the mourning hall, a medicine boy walked out of the darkness, holding an everlasting candle flame and holding a formation plate in the other hand.
The medicine boy's face is immature and handsome, but in the flickering lights, he looks demonic, surprisingly white, not like a living person.
"Fang Xuan!"
Lin Lang recognized this person, he was a disciple accepted by the old pavilion master, and his strength in the early stage of qi cultivation couldn't help but be relieved:
"Brother Fang, what do you mean by this, I have come to worship Old Pavilion Master Fang with good intentions, Qinglin Pavilion is such a way of hospitality?"
The corner of the medicine boy Fang Xuan's mouth pulled out a sneer: "Lin Lang, do you think I will believe it?" ”
Rumble!!
Lin Lang made a move in an instant, striking out a pitch-black long needle, and the mana surged, like a black light across the sky, flickering cold, it came in the blink of an eye.
However, as soon as Fang Xuan waved his robe, this poisonous needle that was enough to pierce the stone mountain cracked in the void inch by inch and turned into scrap iron.
Lin Lang's face was pale, as if he had been struck by lightning, he almost spun around, and moaned: "At the peak of Qi training, are you the pavilion master of Qinglin Pavilion?" ”
His eyes were blood-red, and he looked at the corpse in the coffin, desperate and crazy: "Then who is he!" ”
"Lin Lang, what are you talking nonsense, you don't know my master anymore?"
Hearing the medicine boy say this, Lin Lang had the last glimmer of hope in his heart, and suddenly scooped the corpse in his hand, with a hideous expression:
"Since you still recognize him as a master, then let me go, otherwise I will destroy the corpse, and you Fang Xuan is a sinner who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors!"
"Deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors! Hey, hey, haha! ”
Hearing the threatening words, Fang Xuan laughed weirdly, his voice was as sharp as gold and iron rubbing, making people shudder:
"Deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors, this is my lifelong dream!"
The medicine boy snapped his fingers, and a bolt of mana smashed towards Shizun's corpse, in Lin Lang's incredulous gaze.
The old pavilion master's corpse was suddenly exploded, and the bright red and cold blood was pasted on his body, but there was no fishy smell, but a medicinal fragrance penetrated into his nostrils.
Lin Lang only felt hot all over, his mind was dizzy, and he slammed to the ground.
A stone tower rolled out of its arms.
In the stone tower, Li Chandao was a little annoyed, this Lin Lang was too wasteful, and he was calculated like this.
He stared at Fang Xuan, not knowing if this person could do it.
Fang Xuan approached vigilantly, first scrapped Lin Lang's limbs, making him powerless to resist, and then he was relieved.
The medicinal powder he concocted was very effective, and it could make people drowsy, and they could ask what they wanted.
"Lin Lang, what is the name of your parents? What is your soul? Have you ever been in a woman's sex? ”
After asking a few questions, seeing that Lin Lang really knew everything, Fang Xuan finally asked his purpose:
"In the past six months, you haven't come to Qinglin Building to buy cultivation pills, you have been staying in the cave, but your cultivation speed is fast, what kind of chance did you get?"
In the stone tower, Li Chandao woke up to why Lin Lang was calculated.
In the past, if he was in Nanshanfang City, every one or two months, Lin Lang would come to Qinglin Pavilion to buy pills, and this time his abnormal behavior would be remembered.
Li Chandao was a little speechless, this Qinglin Pavilion is too dark, if you don't buy pills, you will be remembered.
Is the Immortal Cultivation Realm so dark?
Suddenly mentioned to the stone tower, Lin Lang was vigilant, but under the effect of the drug, he still said everything.
"Immortal Tower?"
Fang Xuan was stunned suddenly, and couldn't help but hold the stone tower in his hand, and Li Chandao passed on the role of the stone tower in a timely manner.
"Condense the soul of life, and even evolve the soul of life!"
Fang Xuan's heart shook, but his face was silent, and his palm exerted force, twisting Lin Lang's neck, and he opened his mouth violently: "Immortal Pagoda Instrument Spirit, come out!" ”
Li Chandao has a question mark on his face, am I exposed?
Seeing that the stone tower didn't move, Fang Xuan didn't care, but instead had a confident expression on his face: "If you don't come out again, I will refine you." ”
With a bang, he no longer retained his momentum, and his mana was agitated, as if the sky was falling apart, which made people's hearts tremble.
It turned out to be a foundation!
Is there really no machine spirit?
Fang Xuan's mind was uncertain, the stone pagoda in his hand suddenly moved, and a white tiger the size of a kitten appeared, squatting there, tilting his head to look at him: "How do you know about my existence?" ”
Li Chandao was really puzzled, he had never appeared in front of Lin Lang, how could this medicine boy know about him.
"Lin Lang is shallow, he doesn't understand the horror of the advancement of the soul of life, an existence like you must be born and raised, born with a spirit, the younger generation is just guessing."
Fang Xuan's attitude suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, which can be called humility, and he actually saluted the stone: "Please also ask the seniors to help me!" ”
Being threatened, Li Chandao was already a little dissatisfied, although this medicine boy was respectful, but he only snorted.
Fang Xuan couldn't see it, and directly took out three pieces of Nirvana spiritual objects from the storage bag: "This is the younger generation's filial piety to the seniors." ”
Yo, it's worthy of building a foundation, and it's really generous!
Li Chandao is also not reserved, there are two spiritual objects that are of the same race, so there is only one left in the end.
Fang Xuan saw it in his eyes and secretly wrote it down, with a look of longing on his face: "The Immortal Tower's predecessors are incomparably powerful, they can actually break the destiny of heaven and condense the soul of life, can you let the juniors open their eyes?" ”
Knowing that this guy didn't believe it after all, Li Chandao didn't say much, and directly condensed a life soul.
The brilliant life soul appeared in front of him, lifelike, even Fang Xuan couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment, his breathing suddenly became short: "Senior, second-order life soul may you condense?" ”
"To swallow a hundred Qi cultivation spiritual objects, advanced magic weapons, you can do it."
Li Chandao was concise and to the point, and drew a big cake.
"The juniors understand that the Nirvana spiritual objects that the Immortal Pagoda needs, the juniors will get together as soon as possible."
Although he was building a foundation and cultivating, this person was extremely respectful: "Do seniors have other needs?" ”
Suddenly remembered Yu Hang, but Li Chandao didn't speak, just said lightly: "If I have it in the future, I will naturally say it." ”
He didn't know this person at all, so he would talk about it after a while.
"In that case, then the juniors are really here to meet the seniors."
With a bang, the medicine boy's body suddenly exploded, turning into a dark cloud-like swarm of insects, circling around the stone tower, and a human skin slowly fell.
This hideous and terrifying scene, Li Chandao's eyelids jumped wildly.
He never thought that this creature, who was talking and laughing with him and was like a living person, would be a group of bugs!
Buzzing!
The formation roared, and it suddenly dimmed, and a figure walked into the mourning hall, and the swarm of insects slammed into his sleeve.
"It's you!"
Li Chandao looked at the visitor in surprise, his face was slightly familiar: "During the day in the restaurant, it was you who sold the information to Lin Lang!" ”
"I didn't expect that the seniors were already there at that time."
Secretly noting that the stone tower could see the outside world, Gu Chen put away the insect swarm, and was slightly disappointed in his heart.
When the insect swarm touched the stone tower just now, he had tried to refine this treasure, and he had tried all the essence and blood mana and divine sense, but unfortunately it had no effect.
However, this machine spirit does not seem to be very shrewd, and it is somewhat sincere, not as cunning as those people, which is good news.
Gu Chen's body shook, his body stretched out, and the human skin on his face also fell off, turning into a Gu worm as thin as a cicada's wings.
seems to be a completely changed person, and looks like a young man in the turbid world, but his temperament is a little deep and gloomy:
"The younger generation of the foundation monk Gu Chen, I have seen the predecessors of the Immortal Tower!"