Ling Ranzi incarnated as a third-order and stood in front of the Medicine Ancestor, as small as dust. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info don't look at this sentence seems to be a joke, to Ling Ranzi's ears, it is like five thunderbolts.

Lingranzi knelt in the airspace. "The disciple didn't dare".

Yao Zu smiled indifferently, knowing that what he said just now had frightened Ling Ranzi. "Lingranzi, the ancestor has reached the blood realm, and can no longer guard the Holy Sword Mountain, I hope you can apprentice to another master, but the wish of the ancestor before the ascension ......."

Yao Zu slowly told the truth of the matter, and Ling Ranzi was shocked and his back was cold.

The "Blood Transformation Realm" is the realm of spiritual cultivation, no wonder Ling Ranzi has a sense of dust every time he approaches the Medicine Ancestor.

Ling Ranzi's thoughts were confused, how to answer Yao Zu. If you don't agree, it's hard to say whether Yao Zu will blame you.

After pondering for a long time, Ling Ranzi knocked his head several times. The body was undulating to the ground, and his eyes looked at the medicine ancestor resolutely.

"Grateful for the love of the ancestors, the disciples should be in a state of mind like the sun and the moon, otherwise the heart will be demonic, and it will be difficult to cast the holy soldiers."

Yao Ancestor's eyes changed slightly, and he immediately understood Ling Ranzi's thoughts. "You've got it figured out."

"The disciple obeys the medicine ancestor."

Yao Zu waved his hand lightly and slowly closed his disappointed eyes.

Chongfeng surrounds a large mountain col, lush and shaded, a clear mountain stream flows through the foot of the mountain, the water splashes gradually purple twilight, lying quietly on the edge of the green undulating flowers.

Ling Ranzi stood on the edge of the cliff standing on the huge rock wall, and the stone that was about to fall stretched out from the cliff several zhang away, looking at the thousands of miles of mountains dotted with green trees and bamboos.

Several mountains within a thousand miles are extremely heavy, and the layers of smoke are fluttering and flickering, gloomy and cold.

Sure enough, it was him again, outside the Soul Capital Peak, in Shengyun City, in several unknown mountain regions, Ling Ranzi sensed this terrifying soul breath, and the danger seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, and he could feel that his heart was pressed by heavy stones, and he was already out of breath.

The steep cliff topped by dark clouds moved slightly with the wind. Cang Xingzi stood on the edge of the cliff with a smile, and looked at the verdant mountains with Ling Ranzi's gaze. whispered: "Do you want to see the old man?"

Ling Ranzi's face was expressionless, and his whole body was bubbling with a cold breath in the darkness.

Cangxingzi's scalp was numb, and his heart was already eight or nine. He smiled and said: "The nephew studied under Cangchenzi, and gave the three ancestors a lot of problems!"

Ling Ranzi squinted his eyes, and the red light of the setting sun flickered in his eyes. "You're here to be a lobbyist."

Cang Xingzi shook his head. "I'm here to ask my nephew to save the deceased."

"Who"?

"Taia, Xia Yu".

Ling Ranzi turned his head, and his bloodshot red pupils stared at Cang Xingzi. The reason why he is reluctant to apprentice to another teacher is that he has some prejudices against Cangxingzi and Cangtianzi. If there is another reason. Under the three ancestors, there was no Holy Ancestor who could suppress him.

"What does it have to do with me"?

"You can't say that, their life and death have nothing to do with anyone, but, if you save them, the previous suspicions are gone, and two more helpers are better than nothing, not to mention that they owe you."

Ling Ranzi's heart moved slightly, and his eyes became soft as he looked at Cang Xingzi. "Please protect the Dharma for me."

Cangxingzi's heart was full of joy, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground. Say a few words in a row.

Ling Ranzi released several light shields and sat cross-legged on the top of the cliff. Bursts of clear qi rose from the Holy Body, slowly forming a clear ring.

The flush lit up, and Ling Ranzi's delicate face changed color, buzzing, green, buzzing, red. Fine sweat condensed all over his forehead, and in a few breaths he dripped down the corners of his forehead.

Cang Xingzi stood a few feet away, staring at the illusory light mask with strange eyes. When Yao Zu was refining medicine, he protected the Fa. I have also seen medicine magpie refining medicine, but I have never seen this method used to refine medicine. "Where does the medicine come from"?

Ling Ranzi restrained his divine sense and peeked at the incarnation beads in the Dan Sea. The red douyun held the illusory bead, and the diffuse aura was inhaled into the bead.

This holy body, Ling Ranzi has been manipulating for more than a thousand years, although it is no longer as difficult to control as when he took the relinquishment, but he is always difficult to break through the spirit level if he wants to be handy.

"You heard, this soul doesn't want to hurt people, it's your best friend who is saving." Distant voices echoed across the Danhai Sea. You can hear the pleading tone in your voice.

Danyu was silent, only red dou clouds surrounded the beads.

"If you don't want to save them, I choose to give up." After waiting for a long time, Danyu was silent. A long sigh echoed in the air.

Ling Ranzi's palm was gently twisted, and two red lights were rubbed, which turned into two red crystal beads in the blink of an eye.

Whew! Ling Ranzi let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Cang Xingzi looked straight at it, he had never seen such a medicine refining, he didn't need any medicine crystals or medicine pills, he just sat and rubbed his fingers and refined it.

The red light fell into Cang Xingzi's hand, and Ling Ranzi waved his hand. "The Holy Ancestor can go and save people."

Cangxingzi's eyelids kept jumping, and he escaped into the air with a little thought, thought about it and stopped. "Lingranzi, Chixiao and Chengying worship under the Son of Heaven, do you have ideas."

Ling Ranzi looked tired and leaned lightly on the rock.

Cang Xingzi's eyes rolled, and a smile condensed at the corner of his mouth.

Thousands of dangerous walls are like axes cut into, and the majestic mountain shadows are reflected in the water, delicate, swarthy, and the blue green air is like ripples, rippling between the mountains and the water.

The sparkling smoke clouds shrouded the delicate figure, and the handsome and heroic saint gently shook the fan, staring at the lush trees and the blue sky in the lake. The waterfall cascading down in the distance roared like a crack in the ground. The gurgling streams, the bubbling springs, and the roaring pine waves echoed in the ears of the saints.

The airspace shook slightly, and Lingranzi Bingrong walked out of the airspace. looked at Lingxiaozi and walked silently to the lake.

"What are you looking for me?" Chixiao asked lightly, shaking his fan lightly, staring at the lake and mountains.

"How is the cultivation of the Enlightenment Technique"?

Chi Xiao was stunned, and the moment Ling Ranzi appeared, Chi Xiao thought of countless reasons, but he didn't expect that he would ask about it.

"It can already be shocked".

Ling Ranzi's heart ached, the twenty-two words of "Enlightenment Technique" seem simple, if you want to cultivate, you must go through four stages, the "Vibration" of the Solid Root Realm, the "Awakening" of the Cultivation Realm, the "Shock" of the Condensation Realm, and the "Shock" of the Incarnation Realm. Chixiao has not gone through the cultivation of the two realms of solid roots and cultivation, and he directly cultivates "shocked", and it is not easy to enlighten things. I'm afraid that none of the things can wake up at once.

"How many kinds of 'Yin and Yang Qi' have been refined"?

Chixiao was very puzzled, why Ling Ranzi asked about this. Does the "Qi of Yin and Yang" have anything to do with the casting of holy soldiers?

"Three"?

Ling Ranzi shook his head. "In that case, you better give up"!

Chixiao's heart moved slightly, and only then did he understand Ling Ranzi's intention, which turned out to persuade him to give up casting holy soldiers.

"The matter of casting soldiers, it is not my intention, in the Holy Sword Mountain, is there anything to do without casting soldiers"?

"Whatever you want to do, Benzu can help you. But the matter of forging troops must be abandoned."

Ling Ranzi dropped a cruel word and stepped on the wind and fled away.

Chi Xiao stared at the distant figure, his heart ached, he really couldn't think of why the two brothers became so strange, could it be that the division of interests was more important than family affection?

The cold wind blew, swept away only the little warmth, and Chixiao's lips and teeth shivered, but he didn't know where this chill came from.

The raindrops fell on the flowers, and the petals trembled and trembled with the dots of water, which provoked the delicate beauty and painted a washed fragrance.

The rain curtain parted, and Ling Ranzi stood on the waterhole with the ring light on his head, and the ripples in circles were swaying countless splashes under his feet, jumping.

In the distance is the Spirit Shadow Palace, ethereal in the rain and mist, like covered with a light veil, hazy, looming.

Ling Ranzi reported several times, and the door of the Spirit Shadow Hall was closed. Even the holy slaves guarding the gate retreated into the mountains.

Ling Ranzi's eyes stared at the mountain domain, and he believed that Chengying should open the domain door. After the wind and rain in Xinghu that year, Chengying was tired of being by his side for a hundred years. It's a pity that at that time, I couldn't manipulate this stubborn Holy Body, and I lost countless opportunities. In order to escape, he had to worship the Holy Sword Mountain, and hid for thousands of years in the name of forging soldiers.

"Chengying ......"! Lingranzi's divine consciousness counted. The leaves on the ancient trees in front of the mountain swayed wildly, and the flowers and plants on the ground shook with it. The rain was pouring down as if it were startling.

Ling Ranzi fled to the airspace, looked back at the shadow of the temple swaying in the wind and rain, and sighed secretly.

After traveling thousands of miles, Cangxingzi smiled and held a big lotus leaf. A clear line of water flows down from the tip of the leaf, and a beautiful arc floats in the wind.

"I haven't seen the spirit shadow, have you?"

Ling Ranzi opened his eyes, and he wanted to vomit at the face of schadenfreude.

"Oh! A woman's heart hates more than a man's heart!"

A dazzling electric light illuminated the sky and the earth, and then a deafening thunderbolt rolled from the horizon in a dull light. A violently flailing rattan whip slashed into the sky, and the gloomy sky was torn apart by streaks of light, like a giant beast grinning with its bloody mouth open and about to devour all things.

Ahh

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you". Heartbreaking, angry howls rang out behind the thunder, then swallowed up by rolling thunder.

Ling Ranzi's eyes sank, staring at the figure chasing the wind.

"It was the fullness of the main hall, because all its people were destroyed by the poison of the soul, and they went crazy." Cang Xingzi glanced at the airspace and explained indifferently.

"The blood of the Holy Ancestor is colder than a woman"!

Ling Ranzi snorted, flicked his sleeves and fled to another domain.

"What the hell, I did my best." Cang Xingzi hurriedly chased after him.

At the beginning of the morning light, on the majestic cloud peak, the cliff is shining in a flash; in the blink of an eye, the clouds and mist of the mountains and forests at the foot are dissipated, and the mountains are full of greenery, covering the antique hall with exquisite carved eaves.

The Lingran Hall loomed, hidden in the deep valley in the morning light, showing a terrifying silence and coldness.

The medicine magpie was holding a stone cane, dangling two big gourds, stepping on the morning light, standing on the tip of the dewy grass. After looking around the valley, he shook his head gently. I didn't expect Ling Ranzi's palace to be so low-key.

Buzz! The sound of the stone police in front of the mountain.

The medicine magpie waited for a while, but still no waiter came out. I had no choice but to shout into the airspace: "Holy Medicine Yam Holy Son visits Lingranzi."