"If you have the kung fu of connecting with Buddhism, it is better to ask the Ruling Sui Temple, don't they also claim to be in charge of time and space...... By the way, I heard that the holy woman of the temple of the year is here? ”

An elder said.

"It's coming, it's coming, the first true inheritance to be eliminated in the top immortal sect, it is estimated that he feels that his face is dull, and he has long been taken away by the adults in the family."

Someone replied.

"Ugh."

The monks sighed.

Just when the elders felt that there was little hope, there was no light.

"Newspaper—"

A disciple of the Divine Weapon Pavilion burst in excitedly.

"What's the matter?"

The middle-aged monk frowned.

"All the senior brothers and sisters have come out, everyone is safe and sound, and they even brought out the inheritance in the secret realm!"

The disciple reported loudly, and there was joy in his voice that could not be concealed.

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The elders looked at each other.

………………

“…… The accident in the realm of the illusion is the responsibility of my Divine Arsenal, and I am deeply ashamed of the dereliction of duty......"

On a high platform, a very high elder is giving a closing speech on the trial.

The main thing is to apologize.

As the person in charge of this Illusion Secret Realm Trial, this work naturally fell to him.

However, what made Elder Gao feel a little relieved was that the sect was reasonable and knew that he was not at fault in this matter, so he did not deduct his year-end bonus.

But Elder Gao thought at this time, it seemed that even if the money was not deducted, the annual year-end bonus would have to be paid out to fill the pit for the dog apprentice.

He suddenly became even more depressed.

“…… In order to apologize, the spirit stones paid by the disciples of each family will be refunded three times by the Divine Soldier Pavilion; What I have learned from this secret realm trial, I don't take any points; In addition, all contestants can customize a magic weapon corresponding to the current realm in our Teaching Instrument Hall......"

The eyes of all the Great Sect disciples lit up when they heard this.

It should be said that the compensation plan given by the Divine Weapon Pavilion this time is quite sincere.

It is mainly reflected in the harvest distribution of the secret realm trial.

After Lu Xuan finished his lecture, he did not let everyone leave immediately, but asked the disciples to collect the treasures in the cave.

For these things, Lu Xuan didn't take any of them, he already had the World Tree and the original book of the Spirit Illusion Sutra, and the fairy clothes were also in his hands.

As for the other spirit stone magic weapons, they have no effect on Lu Xuan, so it is better to leave them to other monks, and they can still help him in his cultivation.

Therefore, this group of disciples made a windfall, and the Divine Soldier Pavilion gave half of the original profit, which can be said to have gained a lot.

………………

Inside the main altar of the Divine Weapon Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Lu, please come inside."

A petite female disciple from the Qian Hall of the Divine Weapon Pavilion walked in front and led the way for Lu Xuan.

"There's Senior Sister Lao."

Lu Xuan nodded, still holding Cheng Lingzhu in his arms.

In the morning, after Elder Gao apologized to the sects on behalf of the Divine Soldier Pavilion, the Divine Soldier Pavilion set up a banquet and invited all the elders and disciples to go.

Lu Xuan followed.

First, I heard that after the banquet, there are some activities such as the exhibition of magic soldiers and the appreciation of gambling stones.

The second is that until now, Cheng Lingzhu has not woken up, so he has to find a place to settle down first.

Lu Xuan felt strange about the condition of this little girl, the other party's spirit was very stable, and his physical condition was also normal, but he slept quite deeply, and he couldn't wake up even if he shook it.

Under the leadership of the disciples of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, Lu Xuan came to an independent courtyard.

Pushing open the door, the room was elegantly decorated, the bedding was clean, and the beds and seats were spotless.

This is the guest room of the Divine Weapon Pavilion, specially prepared for nuns.

As a first-class strong sect, and it is also a refining sect, the Divine Weapon Pavilion is naturally wealthy, and all the guest rooms are independent courtyards, with a small garden in the courtyard, and there are spiritual grass and spiritual flowers in it.

The junior sister retired, Lu Xuan put Cheng Lingzhu on the bed, covered her body with a futon, and then walked out of the room.

Stand in the doorway, looking up at the sky.

After looking at it for a while, he sat down on the steps of the doorway and took out the wine gourd from the storage magic weapon.

A breeze suddenly rose behind him, and a head stretched out from Lu Xuan's shoulder and slowly turned around.

Lu Xuan turned his head, looked at the old face, stretched out his hand, and slowly but firmly pushed it aside.

"Ah Chen, you are no longer the beautiful young man you were back then, it's scary for a bad old man to do such an action."

Lu Xuan rolled his eyes.

"It's not like I haven't seen you for years, and I miss you."

The old man on crutches was not angry at all, he laughed twice, did not wipe the steps, and just sat directly on the ground.

He stretched out his hand towards Lu Xuanyi and blinked:

"Give me two."

"Don't touch your mouth."

Lu Xuan handed him the gourd.

"Yes, yes."

The old man took the gourd, unscrewed the lid, lifted it above his head, tilted his neck, and poured it into his mouth with a click.

"This wine is older than you, I'll just have a pot like this, you can leave some for me."

"Know, know...... Knock Knock Knock...... You're a magic weapon, and it's not really as big as a gourd......"

If anyone else sees this scene in the courtyard, they are afraid that their jaws will be shocked.

Ji Lingchen, a three-thousand-year-old sword immortal in the mighty Northern Plains, actually sat side by side with a young man, talking like an old friend for many years.

And that's exactly what happened.

The two have known each other for more than 4,000 years.

Ji Lingchen was still very young back then.

Lu Xuan back then was as young as he is now.

The approximate story is that two young people met, and then a pot of wine and a sword, wandered the rivers and lakes, and cut off the injustices in the world.

The two killed the enemy together, drank together, went to the Demon Dao Sect to loot ill-gotten gains, and went to the Righteous Dao Sect together to expose hypocrisy and darkness.

During that time, Lu Xuan was really happy.

Once, after the two of them finished drinking, Lu Xuan patted the table and said, our brothers are like Sherlock Holmes and Watson, Shuck and Beta, Batman and Batmobile......

Ji Lingchen hadn't heard of this, and asked Lu Xuan who this was, Lu Xuan explained it to him, and Ji Lingchen said after listening to it, then I must be Batman.

The main focus is to eliminate violence, help the poor, and act chivalrous.

In the red dust of murder, there is no name for thousands of miles.

Lu Xuan thought about the other party's background from the Salesian Bureau of a certain country in Yandi, Beiyuan, and grew up alone since he was a child, and nodded in agreement.

However, ridicule is ridicule, in terms of practicing the chivalry in his heart, Ji Lingchen has indeed done a good job.

At that time, the Northern Plains were very chaotic, and various demonic forces were entrenched.

And now, Beiyuan has become a forbidden place for demons, and no matter how arrogant the demon is, he will also feel a chill down his spine after hearing the name of that old sword immortal.

Three thousand years ago, Ji Lingchen stepped into the Mahayana realm, and he relied on a long sword in his hand to kill a Lang Lang Qiankun.

With his own strength, he suppressed the entire Northern Plains.

Putting down the wine gourd, Ji Lingchen sighed, his face a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong?"

Lu Xuan frowned.

"I don't have much left."

Ji Lingchen said suddenly.

He thought for a moment:

"Ten years at most."

"What's going on?"

Lu Xuan was shocked.

According to the lifespan of a monk in the Mahayana period, Ji Lingchen should have nearly a thousand years to live.

Ji Lingchen was very calm:

"Because I'm going to become a true immortal."

"Bang!"

Lu Xuan's face was expressionless, and he knocked the old man who deliberately pretended to be X to the ground with one punch.