Chapter Seventy-Two: Spiritual Void Immortals
"You..." the old man's face was incredulous, Qingrong pulled the woman in yellow to salute, the woman in yellow took out a brocade box from her arms and handed it to the old man, but the face of the Lingxu Immortal was a little ugly.
He didn't take the brocade box, he knew what it contained, and when Qing Rong made a deal with him, he temporarily sealed the Spirit Void Furnace with him, and promised to exchange it for Beihai Qiongzhu.
The old man gave the name of the Lingxu Immortal is also named after this, the Lingxu furnace can exercise a hundred things, is a good hand in forging, he is also quite famous in the fairy world because he has forged a few artifacts, but now this Lingxu furnace is no longer here.
Qing Rong saw that he didn't take the Beihai Qiongzhu, so he asked rhetorically, "What does the immortal mean by this?"
The Spirit Void Immortal's hands trembled uncontrollably, and his voice trembled: "Little... The fairy was ashamed and thought... I thought that the gods had returned to the Six Realms and died in chaos. ”
The voice of the Lingxu Immortal became smaller and smaller, but Qing Rong heard it clearly, and without saying much, the woman in yellow frowned, took back the brocade box, and asked loudly: "Is this the reason why you take the Lingxu Furnace for yourself?" Since you said that you should return it if you borrowed it, and now that we have brought this Beihai Qiongzhu, you should naturally return the Lingxu Furnace to us." ”
The Lingxu Immortal didn't dare to answer, he had never felt that the pipe in his hand was so hot, Qingrong understood something, and took over: "I'm afraid that the Lingxu Furnace is no longer with him." ”
When the Lingxu Immortal heard this, he knelt down, and the pipe in his hand, which was usually too precious, was also slapped on the wet ground, stained with some dust.
"The Spirit Void Furnace is about the people of the world, do you know?"
"Little... Fairy understands. ”
"Do you remember what Yu Ben Shenjun said?"
Lingxu Immortal's brain has been rippling with cold sweat, at the beginning he swore that the furnace was in the people, the furnace died, he really thought that Qingrong had passed away, this agreement naturally he thought it had been invalidated, and now, this is the end.
"Beauty, isn't it a little bad for you to bully an old man?" Qin Mian was really stunned, he didn't know what was going on, although he didn't have a good impression of this old man, he still had the grace to save his life.
Qing Rong glanced at him, waiting for him to continue, Qi Mian was a little timid, her aura was too strong, and she overwhelmed him unconsciously, so that he didn't dare to make too many mistakes, Qi Mian coughed and walked to the side of the Spirit Void Immortal, and persuaded: "You can return the stove they said to them, and it will be fine if you return it." ”
The Spirit Void Immortal was speechless, if you had to take it out, you would have to talk a lot, and the Spirit Void Furnace would be destroyed after the last treasure was exercised.
"Shenjun, the Spirit Void Furnace has been destroyed, little immortal... The little fairy is willing to die to apologize. After the Lingxu Immortal finished speaking, his whole body was already soaked in cold sweat, and there were a few tears in his cloudy eyes, and a line of old tears slid across his cheeks.
Qin Mian looked a little unbearable, and said, "I can take a treasure to compensate you." ”
"You know the snake bone lute, right? I can take it and give it to you. Seeing that they were unmoved, Qin Mian immediately added.
"Come here. Qing Rong said lightly.
Qing Mian got closer, put his hand on her shoulder, and went around behind her, more like looking at the prey, Qing Rong stretched out his hand and grabbed the hand on her shoulder, and as soon as he tried it, Qi Mian returned to his original form, the woman in yellow would start to blow the flute unconsciously, Xiao Mian did not linger in his ears, Qi Mian only felt that this fairy music was very harsh, and his body couldn't help twisting and entwining.
After the song was finished, Qin Mian only felt that he had no strength in his body, and fell to the ground softly, and his upper body was in human form.
"Little snake spirit, if you hadn't met us today, I'm afraid you would have been soaked in the wine jar in a hundred years, or you would have become a delicacy. The woman in yellow smiled proudly and raised Xiao in her hand.
Only then did Qin Mian feel that his body was much smoother, and the discomfort of the previous practice had disappeared, it turned out that someone had done something on his body, and in this stone mound forest for a hundred years, the only natural thing that could relieve him was the Spirit Void Immortal, and he still spoke for him, and he had to dedicate his treasures.
"You..." Qi Mian glared at the Lingxu Immortal fiercely, the Lingxu Immortal knew that the bitter meat plan would not work, but fortunately he no longer disguised, and the big pipe in his hand became very large.
"What god-king, I don't believe you can beat the old man, you wreck. The Lingxu Immortal's body was full of black smoke, and his wrinkled face became red, it turned out that he had been practicing evil arts all these years.
The woman in yellow sneered, and fought with him with the flute, the spirit void immortal was very insidious, and used the smoke to blur the sight of the woman in yellow, there was still some poison in the black fog, and the big pipe in his hand was about to hit the forehead of the woman in yellow, and the woman in yellow rolled and dodged, and her dress was pitch black.
"You damn old man! This dress is my birthday gift!" The woman in yellow was furious, picked up the flute and headed towards the death point of the Lingxu Immortal, the Lingxu Immortal spit out a large puff of black smoke, and the woman in yellow reached out to block it, and the black smoke fascinated her a little unable to open her eyes.
Qingrong raised his hand to help the woman in yellow, the Lingxu Immortal was subdued to the ground, the woman's long flute in yellow was against his throat, and the Lingxu Immortal knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, crying with a handful of snot and tears.
Qing Rong bypassed him, walked straight towards the house, and slashed it with one palm, and the whole house immediately showed its original appearance, the house was dirty and broken, and there was a big chimney on the roof, and there was a smell of blood in it.
The green banyan kicked out the incense burner, and the incense ash in it fell to the ground, and there were many herbs and livers in the courtyard of the house, which looked like babies and some were not formed.
"You are so bold!" Qing Rong's eyes suddenly became fierce, his good-looking eyebrows and eyes were full of murderous aura, and as soon as he raised his hand, he strangled Lingxu's neck, and as the strength increased, Lingxu struggled twice at first, and then swallowed directly.
Lingxu fell to the ground, a puff of black smoke came out of his body, Lingxu appeared in his original form, it was a strange stone that was repaired, his temperament was honest and honest, not who gave him a black heart, this Lingxu began to eat the baby's internal organs, in a vain attempt to grow a liver to get a new life, and then in a high position.
It is not a lie that the Spirit Void Furnace was destroyed, there were clearly the remains of the Spirit Void Furnace in the house, and the last artifact was beyond the carrying range of the Spirit Void Furnace and cracked.
It's gone, it's gone, this old man is really annoying, his cultivation is there, and his mind is there, but he's still stupid. Qingrong shook his head, he didn't think that after many years, the old people were all unrecognizable.
After watching this scene, Qin Mian completely understood what was going on, and he was afraid that when the liver of the spiritual void had all grown, he would reach his own death, no wonder no matter how he practiced, his cultivation was not diligent enough, and he often felt unwell, and he had a terrible headache after leaving this bamboo forest with only half a pillar of incense, and it turned out that he was the ghost.