"Wait!"

Xu Xuan did not answer immediately, but returned to the vicinity of the bronze hall with the tiger tied up with five flowers.

The vicinity of the bronze hall is a hundred zhang and is all within the range of spiritual veins.

Xu Xuan put the tiger on the ground and carved runes on its body, which mainly played the role of gathering spirits.

He studied it for a long time, and had the idea that if pollution was seen as an ordinary stain, it could be washed back to normal by washing it with a cleaner stream of water.

The so-called clean water is these incomparably pure aura.

Of course, if you flush it all with water, it will definitely waste a lot of aura.

Therefore, it is also necessary to disinfect with real fire, so as to save aura.

Thinking of this, Xu Xuan's eyes turned into heavy pupils, and true fire flew out of the void.

The real fire baked on the tiger's body, and the tiger struggled in pain, which was not a wake-up, but an instinctive reaction of the body under the severe pain.

Xu Xuan didn't dare to be distracted, but if it was heavier, this guy would be turned into ashes.

After a long time, as the black qi in the tiger's body came out little by little, the tiger's form began to fade, revealing the face of an old man.

Fu Ling woke up slowly, a little confused and looked around.

Aren't you demonic? How can you still be conscious, who is the person in front of you?

And the aura around here...... Something seems to be wrong, and there is a feeling of clarity.

"Don't move, recite the mantra!!" Xu Xuan shouted softly.

For some reason, this person's voice was so convincing that Fu Ling couldn't help but do it.

Xu Xuan recited a mantra, and Fu Ling followed the mantra to run his true qi.

Cultivating in this world is like unloading a heavy burden, whether it is true qi or something else, it has become extremely clear, even if it is the first time to contact this spell, under the leadership of this person, it has become easy.

After a long time, after reciting the mantra, Fu Ling entered a deep meditation.

Xu Xuan looked at this person.

Fang Cai was actually able to burn off the pollution on this person's body at once with real fire, but he still deliberately kept a little.

Fangcai's method is active purification, and now this method is automatic.

Once this method is successful, then you can establish your own power.

Seeing the visions on Fu Ling's body fade one by one, Xu Xuan was a little surprised.

The formula is not too difficult, and it is not even developed by itself, this is just the golden Guan Yu lock Qingjing recipe in the last world.

It belongs to the most basic method, the kind that has the highest foundation building period.

I didn't expect it to work wonders in this world.

But think about it, the most important thing is to make the body clean and quiet, just to remove pollution from the body.

Of course, the necessary prerequisite is to have a quiet aura.

In this way, the other party can only rely on themselves, so that they can stay quiet.

Soon, Fu Ling completely became a normal person.

He woke up and looked at his body in disbelief, inside and out.

The dye was gone.

From ancient times to the present, no one has ever reversed the demonic dye, and many people even believe that this is the fate of immortal cultivators.

If they go against the heavens, they will suffer the wrath of the heavens.

There is no innocent person in the world, and if there is, then this person is a true immortal.

Could it be that he really met a true immortal? This is simply the dog luck of the ancestral grave burned.

Fu Ling directly threw himself on the ground and made a big salute, and said excitedly:

"The disciples of the White Tiger Hall worship the true immortals, the true immortals are really the saviors, shining the light of the world!"

"Shine on the light of the world......" The corners of Xu Xuan's mouth moved slightly, as if he remembered an old man, "Get up, don't be polite, you practice the art of divine fighting?" ”

"Exactly."

Divine fighting is a person who allows the gods to go on the body and obtain strong combat power, and those who practice the art of divine fighting are the best at fighting across the realm, but the risk of demon dyeing is very great, after all, it is to accept foreign objects into the body.

The more you accept, the greater the risk of demonic dyeing, so people who practice the art of divine fighting usually fight twenty or thirty times in their lifetime.

"You try it." Xu Xuan was quite interested in this.

"Good!"

The talisman took out a red cloth and tied it to his forehead, turned it into sandalwood and lit it, holding the sandalwood in his mouth, making a seal with both hands, stepping on the ground with his left foot, and chanting obscure incantations in his mouth.

At the same time, a wave of demonic thoughts converged into clouds above the sky, trying to rush into this realm, but was blocked by some force.

After Xu Xuan was sure that he could control it, his mind moved, and he let the demon cloud rush in.

The demon cloud formed a black tiger and entered Fu Ling's body.

This kind of demon cloud is invisible to ordinary monks, Xu Xuan himself has heavy pupils, so he can naturally see it clearly.

Roar!!

Fu Ling let out a tiger roar.

The whole person turned into a black tiger, and the black tiger's eyes were fierce, and he actually pounced towards Xu Xuan.

"Hmph, brute." Xu Xuan smiled coldly.

Step forward, clasp the tiger's head, and the true qi of the Zhigang Yang flows in the palm of the palm.

The tiger let out a fierce roar.

It was pulled out by Xu Xuan, forming a black cloud in the palm of his hand and constantly struggling, it seemed to be a small tiger.

Fu Ling woke up and saw the thing in Xu Xuan's palm, and was shocked again.

"The true immortal has vast magical powers, and even the White Tiger Marshal can catch it, and the younger generation admires it to the extreme!"

Combined with the quiet aura around this and the environment like a pure land outside the world, Fu Ling really felt that this person was unusual.

"What a ghost, it's just a demon." Xu Xuan pinched it gently, and the demonic thoughts disappeared.

This is where the unbreakable state of mind comes into play.

The people of this realm are taboo and mozen, and even the demonic thoughts of the cultivators in the mirror realm who are helpless have no effect on Xu Xuan at all.

Because Xu Xuan's mood is not flawed.

So the so-called demonic thoughts have no effect on themselves.

is also the Jindan period, the Jindan in the mirror realm, and even the weird world, Xu Xuan thinks that it cannot be compared with himself.

This is not an illusion, but he really thinks so, his combat ability is not bad, and his spiritual cultivation has also been tempered for many years, without a trace of flaws.

This is Xu Xuan's self-proclaimed Fu Xiuxian.

Quiet and inactive, forgetful.

Seeing that Xu Xuan didn't speak, Fu Ling said, "It's dangerous outside, can the True Immortal allow me to go to my junior brother and them?" ”

Xu Xuan pointed around and said, "They are not far away, let them come over." ”

"Xie Zhenxian!"

Fu Ling walked out of this realm, and suddenly felt a sinking, like a fish entering sewage, and at this moment he understood what the red dust and turbidity meant.

After walking for several miles, he saw that he was looking forward to it outside the woods, and saw that his three disciples and the eldest disciple's newborn child were still there, and Fu Ling breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

When everyone saw that Fu Ling was intact, they couldn't believe it in their hearts, and they stepped forward to ask.

Knowing the general situation, everyone was also surprised by the gods' means.

"I'll take you to meet the true immortals now, remember, don't make noise, don't be rude."

"Yes!" Fu Jian's heart was surging, this is the chance, it was really the ancestral tomb that was smoking.

When everyone stepped into the range of spiritual veins, the baby who had just been crying became quiet, from the inside out, and the whole body was comfortable.

"Fu Ling brings his junior brother Fu Jian, the eldest disciple Fu Long, the second disciple Fu Feng, and the third disciple Fu Lin to meet the true immortals!"

Everyone once again performed the five-body bow to the ground.

Fu Ling, who has the highest cultivation, is only the peak of Qi cultivation, not even a Dao Ji, and it is normal to perform such a big ceremony.

Xu Xuan raised his head slightly and motioned for everyone to get up: "The illness has also been cured, where are you going next?" ”

Fu Ling bowed again and said: "If the true immortal does not dislike it, he is willing to serve the saddle horse, and the true immortal must be to save the world and water and fire, and he is willing to be the striker." ”

"I want to be a striker!" Everyone said in unison.

Xu Xuan smiled strangely and said: "It may be a matter of suffering with me, but it's not a good thing, if you violate my philosophy, you will not be able to survive, you will not be able to die!" ”

He was just waiting for everyone's words, but he couldn't take the initiative to bring it up, otherwise wouldn't it seem very cheap?

"Go to the soup and go to the fire, don't give up!"

"Even if you are the enemy of the world, you are not afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!"

The eldest disciple Fu Long asked at this time, "I don't know what the concept of true immortals is?" ”

"The idea of this seat?"

Xu Xuan suddenly turned colored, the power of the four directions of heaven and earth struck, the wind and rain were raging, and the thunder was rolling.

His figure is magnificent, and his light makes it impossible to open his eyes.

"Naturally, it is to be the enemy of the world, fight a divine war, and set immortal laws with ghosts, demons, Taoist officials, gods, and immortals."

"The law of three days, clear the old qi of six days!"

Bang!

As soon as the words fell, the wind surged, as if the heavens and the earth were shocked.

(End of chapter)