One hundred and two years.

It's a very long time.

In this era, everyone will not live to this age, and in another one hundred and two years, if Xu Xuan's life expectancy does not increase, he may only have more than seventy years of life.

A world with an upper limit is like this, and it seems that there is hope, but this hope is often very long.

"Fortunately, there is the Sun Liuzhu Dan." Xu Xuan thought to himself.

One hundred and two years, then this era can be harvested once.

There is basically no need to worry about the problem of lifespan, and now the internal force in the body is almost enough.

According to the current success rate, it is about ten to twelve pieces, and if it is about ten, that is also a life span of two hundred years.

So waiting for one hundred and two years is nothing.

"Let's stay in Lishan for a while."

Xu Xuan pinched his fingers, and thousands of miles away, the bronze palace in the deep mountains and old forests suddenly rose from the ground and flew to Lishan.

The summer resort, at this time, as it was a hundred years ago, has a new group of owners.

Lin Qingfeng sat cross-legged and practiced the exercises of Prajna Divine Skill.

Prajna Gong was created by Xu Xuan based on a variety of external skills, and the main thing to practice is the physical body, and the grades from high to low are gold, silver, copper, and iron.

This is pure defense and strength, there are no miscellaneous moves, and this skill, combined with the defense of Mithril armor, is simply unbeatable.

Not far away, Zhang Yanran was holding a white bone sword, sensing the last layer of the Stacked Waves Thirteen Style.

Gu Mingyue stroked Jiao Shouqin.

Most of the divine soldiers were returned to the hands of the respective leaders, and of course, this purge also led to the downfall of several leaders, and the positions of leaders were held by their brothers or other disciples.

Sou!

At this moment, a shadow broke through the sky.

The shadows slowly descended, and when they got closer, everyone realized that it was a bronze palace with ancient vicissitudes.

Even Yun Wuya, who was cultivating in the house, was shocked.

Rumble!

The bronze palace fell down heavily, and the ground suddenly shook, and everyone hundreds of feet away felt the tremor.

"What is this?" Yun Wuya was a little confused, thinking of the ancient legends, and couldn't help laughing bitterly, this is the level that the martial artist can't touch, no matter how powerful the Celestial Phenomenon Grandmaster is, he can't compare it with one move and one style to attract the celestial phenomena.

"Anyway, the matter of seeking immortals is vain after all, who can become immortals in the past generations?" Yun Wuya was ready to go back.

Daomen still has a lot of affairs to deal with by himself.

Afterwards, Yun Wuya said goodbye to Xu Xuan and left.

"The little girl is leaving, too." In front of the bronze hall, Gu Mingyue saluted slightly, this time he came to see Zhenjun, and he didn't dare to ask for other things.

"Zhenjun, the disciple retires!" Lin Qingfeng knelt down and kowtowed.

Zhang Yanran also left freely and returned to Guizhou Tianhe Villa.

Getting the divine soldier is equivalent to the foundation of the faction, and you must go back and arrange it well, so as not to have hidden dangers in the future.

Tianhe Villa is essentially based on family martial arts, and now all she has to do is to change to a sect, otherwise as soon as it grows in the future, there will be a group of children of the Zhang family who have no qualifications but occupy a lot of resources.

As everyone left, Lishan became completely calm.

The other world has the accumulation of thousands of years of the Yinshan Sect, and now there is not much need for materials here, unless it is a particularly high-end material.

Inside the bronze hall.

Xu Xuan took out the Bronze Treasure of the Gods, and his mind moved, observing the situation over there.

Yinshan faction.

Since the defeat of Xuanjing Mountain, it has been a Jindan sect based on more than a thousand years.

Of course, more than a thousand years is not a profound foundation for a sect, especially a sect with a Jindan master, who usually has a lifespan of ten jiazi, that is, six hundred years.

The thousand-year-old sect is also two generations of Jindan.

Generally, more than 5,000 years can be regarded as a foundation.

Night falls, dark clouds obscure the moon.

The Yinshan faction is as eerie as the name suggests.

Under the huge canopy, the mountain looks like an ancient beast, and the shadow alone makes people tremble.

The wind is howling, and the ghosts and gods are patrolling.

As a sect that mainly tortures ghosts and summons gods, ghosts and gods are indispensable, so Yinshan has become a place where mortals are silent.

Yinshan Ancestral Hall.

There is a woman in the ancestral hall, this woman is full of blonde hair, her face is no longer as young as before, but a lot older, and if you look closely, you can see the dark red lines on the surface of the snow-white skin.

This is a sign of blood confusion.

Hong Xiangling closed his eyes and meditated for a long time, opened his eyes, conjured out a porcelain bottle, pulled out the wooden stopper, drank all the blood in the bottle, and his complexion became a lot ruddy.

It was a mixture of the blood of the spirit animal and the monk.

As early as more than two hundred years ago, Hong Xiangling should have died a straight time, but the feather essence blood sent by the fairy in the mirror gave her hope to live.

Then she used the Taiyin Refining Method to fuse the bloodline, but the bloodline of this feather person was obviously impure, resulting in chaos in the bloodline in the body, and she could no longer go further, and she still needed to suck blood every day to prolong her life.

However, this feathered human bloodline is useless.

After all, he originally had the bloodline of the fire-eyed golden-eyed ape, and there was a conflict with the bloodline of the feathered people.

"Immortal ...... in the mirror" Hong Xiangling muttered to himself, what kind of world is that, I always feel that the longevity treasure is at my fingertips.

Even if the feather bloodline has been polluted, it has allowed him to live for more than two hundred years.

More than 200 years is not a small amount, in this world, the elixir of 20 years of longevity is extremely precious, and the longevity of a Jiazi can make the Jindan Yuanying master snatch it regardless of decency, and it is two hundred years to make a shot, which shows the arrogance of the immortal in the mirror.

This is the most important place in the mirror, it can always bring the most critical things to people, as for not breaking through the Yuan Infant Period, Hong Xiangling does not blame the fairy in the mirror, after all, he has given himself the opportunity for more than a thousand years, and he has not grasped this point well, so he can't blame anyone.

"Hey, it should have been a few decades, right?" Hong Xiangling sighed deeply, in fact, there is no loss in this life, after all, he has taken revenge, and he has been the head of the house for so many years, and he has lived enough.

The only thing I regret is that I couldn't see the fairy side in the mirror with my own eyes, after all, I am also an "old friend" who has been with me for many years.

There is one thing that I regret to do, I shouldn't have killed Xie Lang back then, Xie Lang didn't sin to death, no matter what happened to others, Xie Lang didn't pit herself, but gave herself great help, and in the end she still chose to kill him and take away the Xuanjing.

If she had another chance, she would still grab the mirror, but it would save Xie Lang's life.

In a drowsy state, Hong Xiangling seemed to fall asleep.

When he woke up, he found a man standing in front of him.

The man was in his early thirties, with dark pupils surrounded by golden eyes, like the pupils of birds, hair with gray-black feathers, and a pair of gray-black wings behind him.

This is the product of the hybridization of the variegated feather man and the pure-blooded feather man, and it is also the proud true disciple of Hong Xiangling.

Back then, the Mirror Immortal sent a large amount of Yuren essence blood, Hong Xiangling considered that his life was short, so he gave one-third to his disciple Chang Yishi to practice, and after taking the Huangting Neijing Pill, this person also completely fused the bloodline successfully.

The difference between the Taiyin Refining Form Method and the Jingdan in the Yellow Court is that after the former is fused with the bloodline, it is equivalent to being born with it; And the latter obviously belongs to the external bloodline and does not fundamentally integrate with itself.

Chang Yishi looked at himself quietly, Hong Xiangling smiled slightly, and said, "You're here?" ”

Chang Yishi hadn't spoken yet, and the momentum in the void was getting stronger and stronger.

Hong Xiangling pointed out.

Suddenly, there was a burst of heart-piercing pain in the internal organs of Changyi's entity, and his head was also very painful, as if someone had forced chopsticks into it and stirred it.

It turned out that Huang Ting Neijing Pill had an attack.

"Ahh Master spares life, Master spares life! The disciple had no other thoughts! ”

Chang Yishi lay on the ground rolling and wailing.

Hong Xiangling said coldly: "It's a good thing to have backbones, but your master and I haven't died yet, do you think you can beat me?" If you dare to be disrespectful to the fairy in the mirror, isn't it as simple as pain? Do you understand? ”

"The disciple understands, the disciple understands!!"

Chang Yishi finally didn't feel the pain and withdrew in a gloomy way.

This is the heir chosen by Hong Xiangling, this person is ambitious and dares to take risks, and he is the most suitable candidate to be the host, and this person is already inseparable from the Huang Ting Neijing Pill, and he is not worried about his betrayal.

Twenty years later, Hong Xiangling died.

Before dying, a phoenix fire devoured it until it turned to ashes, preventing the corpse from being used.

Ancestral Hall, Chang Yishi knelt down in the mirror.

"Disciple meets the Immortal in the Mirror!"

He was very excited in his heart, it was finally his turn, he had been stuck in the foundation building realm for many years, and he was just short of a knot pill, if it was given by the Immortal in the Mirror, he would not have to go out to fight and kill others.

The fairy in the mirror did not respond, only flashed slightly, and then immersed himself.

"It's better to deal with external troubles first and prove your ability, Xiang Ling is really old and confused." Xu Xuan thought to himself.

The Jindan faction fell off the altar, and I don't know how many forces around it are greedy, if you don't block the news at this time and shrink the forces to defend, then the next thing can only be the fate of being carved up.

"It's better to be divided by someone than to be harvested by me." Xu Xuan thought to himself.

Look at the situation, if they really can't do it, pit them yourself before leaving.

The liars of the heavens have reappeared once again.

(End of chapter)