Chapter 114: Stealing Talismans into the Immortal Gate
A few months later, under one valve, in the city of immortals.
Qinghua Avenue, the flow of people is like a river, and the traffic is endless. There is a misty Yanhua building in the clouds, the eaves teeth are pecked high, the wing bones fly obliquely, the four sides are each with the Vermilion Bird, the green dragon, the white tiger, the Xuanwu Divine Beast Town, only one of the thousands of high-rise buildings also. This place is rich, which can be seen.
In a small world box on the second floor of Yanhua Building, "Brother Lin, I heard that you recently got a sword as cold as frost, I wonder if you can take it out for a reward?" A man in green clothes raised a glass and asked, and the three of them pushed the glass to change the lamp, just when the wine was hot.
"Hey, don't underestimate Brother Lin's treasure for this sword, I have traveled with him all the way from the Qingxu faction, and I have never seen it, I only know that this sword, hehe" After the man in another Chinese costume floated white, his face flushed and excited, "It is still this Yanhua's Baihua Baihua wine has a strong flavor, fragrant like a hundred flowers, and it is γγγγγγ Layer...... β
"Don't talk about wine, that sword, what's so good about that sword?" Tsing Yi asked,
"Shhhhhh Huafu glanced at Lin, and said with an inexplicable smile on his mouth, "This sword has a spirit, and it is really a γγγγγγ It's a female spirit! Brother Lin personally refined it!"
"Oh, this is really congratulations to Brother Lin, this Ten Thousand Immortals Conference, Brother Lin will definitely be able to come out on top, and the knot can be expected, come, I will respect Brother Lin againγγγγγγ One cup. "Tsing Yi is also drunk,
"But the spirit of the micro end, even the human will is not well understood, how can there be the previous dew, but the ear is not good. Lin Qixin happily wanted to drink, just as he raised his glass, the jade table burst, instantly turned into powder, the fierce light of the Tsing Yi costume was exposed, the ground was slightly bright, and a black-clothed person appeared, surrounded by evil energy, and in an instant, the three of them shot at the same time, directly hitting Lin Qi's door.
Seeing that Lin Qi was about to be killed, he stood still, naturally, there might be no problem with the wine, but under this hundred flowers and strange fragrances, there are still any calming incense and the like, only the three of them know.
Even if the aura in this small world fluctuates so violently, the Yan Hualou outside the box is still in the spring breeze, singing and dancing, whether the immortals are in this to relieve the taste, or to concentrate on the red dust, it is unknown, after all, no one cares, that small world.
You must know that it is not uncommon for the box in the small world of Yan Hualou to sometimes be as high as a seven-grade spirit stone a day.
Qingwen, as a sword with a spirit, naturally couldn't lie on the beam of the room at this time and peek at the song and dance, she could read her mind, she naturally understood the plan of her master Lin Qi, and when she saw this teleportation circle come out, she immediately concentrated.
The rich aura filled the whole body in an instant, gathering spirits, divine speed, breaking the seal of thousands of micro-arrays started instantly, in Qingwen's perspective, the appearance of gorgeous clothes and Tsing Yi was as slow as a turtle crawling, very funny.
However, the black clothes are full of evil spirits, and the strength is extraordinary, only in terms of speed, it is only a little slower than Qingwen who has thousands of micro-arrays to help, if Qingwen has no independent consciousness and only relies on the master's control, this delay in control is enough for him to kill ten times, and it is indeed a specially hired killer.
Dingshen incense can only fix the foundation for a breath, the master has already taken precautions, inhaled less, maybe half a breath can break free, Qingwen understands that her task is to drag these three people, think about it too late, but the sword is fast, the cold light flashes, and the sword blade and the two intersect.
It's really hard, this armor is extraordinary, Qingwen took the heart of the black clothes directly, intending to surround Wei to save Zhao, but her armor was so hard that she couldn't enter, but Qingwen was not an ordinary sword spirit, she used to be a person.
Silk!
The body of the sword is like water, nothing penetrates, and the evil qi surrounds the armor, and it is resisted to death.
Reverse moment!
Reiki retrograde, melt into it, and go straight to the heart and lungs!
The black clothes originally intended to take the first level of the mission target directly, but unexpectedly, this time he suffered a cardiopulmonary arrest in an instant, his pupils shrank, he snorted, and his aura was blocked.
Qingwen's aura was already insufficient at this moment, so she turned into a silk and reopened, condensing outside, protecting her master from being attacked by the other two.
This change is only half a breath.
When the master's mind arrived, Qingwen gave up the right to control the fine snow, and watched Lin Qi use the sword technique, one to resist three, and the subtle changes in the formation under her feet.
So it sees, as long as you change the central texture, you can control the direction of transmission, and the bird pattern is to the south, Lin Qi is on the defensive, and the water does not leak, but with one enemy and three, sooner or later the aura will fail, but Qingwen is not worried, after all, she will leave soon.
Sure enough, Lin Qi's sword move changed, directly hitting the man in the Chinese costume among the three, forcing him to retreat, just when the three of them thought that he was just dying, the red lines under his feet lit up, and the person was like an afterimage, and when he looked at it again, he was gone.
The man in the fancy costume looked ugly, and suddenly thought of something, and removed the hilt of his sword, but it was empty inside.
"Lin Qi!!"
A small inn in the city.
"Do you really think that the secret autotransmission along the way is seamless?" Lin Qi silently complained in his heart, "It's just a trick, and you dare to think about fine snow, it's really stupid." Lin Qi thought like this, but took out a gold-inlaid jade leaf, "Yiqimen really still looks like this nouveau riche, even the tokens are inlaid with gold and silver like this, and I don't know how many gold and silver artifacts are enshrined by mortals here." β
"However, this time I came to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference to hide my identity, otherwise I would rely on the old grudges of the two factions, I am afraid that with fine snow, I will not get any good rankings, but fortunately, the token is finally obtained. β
After a while, the aura poured in.
Lin Qi had words in his mouth, the jade leaf and the golden edge were brilliant, and a big hole suddenly appeared in front of him, and inside it was a golden and brilliant hall.
"Greetings to the immortals. All the women spoke in unison, the leader was a ninth-level female cultivator, and the rest were mortals.
"Dare to ask the name of the immortal?" The female cultivator knew that the person who came must build the foundation, and she was very respectful.
"Lin Qi. β
"Immortals, please go this way. The female cultivator handed over a token to Lin Qi, and as soon as she got her hands, the token turned into Lin Qi's name and cultivation.
Seeing that Lin Qi turned out to be a monk in the later stage of foundation building, the female cultivator was even more respectful, and took him to the cave where he lived during the foundation building period.
On the way, I saw a group of people, wearing the disciple clothes of the Qingxu faction, walking towards them, led by Feng Juntian, followed by Shao An.
Although Qingwen is a sword soul, she can see the surrounding scene clearly, and suddenly sees the old person, but yesterday is not yesterday, and the person is not human, and she can't help but feel a little emotion in her heart.
At this moment, the fine snow was in Lin Qi's hands, and she could feel Lin Qi's strength more clearly, just when the two people passed by,
It was a little heavier, and this strength was the only change in his strength since he held the fine snow like this.
Qingwen was a little surprised, this cheap master's control of the sword can be said to be exactly the same, and it will never be because the other party is also a member of the Qingxu faction that there will be such a change.
The female cultivator of the one-gas gate still led the way respectfully, and after passing shoulders with the Qingxu faction, she was a little more disdainful on her face.
"It seems that the disciples of the Qingxu Sect just passed, and they came to the Ten Thousand Immortals Conference on behalf of the Qingxu Sect this time?" After a while, Lin Qi suddenly asked coldly.
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