Shangqing Zhenren shook his head and said: "You must not blame Nian Yu, who is it, appearing in front of two men in such an unhindered manner will also get out of control, the only thing I am worried about now is that she will be unfavorable to you." I poured half of my mana into her, and her cultivation is even higher than when she was alive, and you are far from her opponent. ”

As he spoke, he coughed violently, Ling Xuan was in a hurry, at a loss, and held him in a panic, shouting non-stop. After the cough was relieved, the Shangqing people suddenly shouted, "Sit cross-legged." ”

Ling Xuan didn't know what he meant, so he was busy sitting cross-legged beside him. The Shangqing people suddenly attacked, and suddenly slapped a palm on Ling Xuan's Baihui acupoint, and an irresistible surging mana poured out like a river, surging into Ling Xuan's body. Ling Xuan was shocked, and just when he didn't know how to respond, the majestic voice of the Shangqing Zhenren came into his ears, saying, "Close your eyes and don't make any resistance." I have a lot of mana, I don't bring it in life, I don't bring it with me in death, and today I will teach you all the methods of initiation, hoping to help you on the bumpy road of life in the future. When I go, the only thing I can't worry about is Zi'er's girl, I hope you will take care of her as a teacher......"

Streams of surging mana were endlessly poured into the body, refining Ling Xuan's bone meridians over and over again, flesh and blood, and the pain in his heart was absolutely unbearable. Ling Xuan felt that the bones and flesh of his whole body were shattered under the impact of endless mana, and the huge pain rushed to his brain, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the advice of the Shangqing people gradually disappeared in his ears, and he fell into a coma.

When he woke up, he didn't know how long had passed, he opened his eyes, and felt that the whole world was different from before, but what was the difference, and he couldn't tell for a while.

"Master!!"

Ling Xuan let out a painful cry, tears welling up in his eyes.

Several people let the Shangqing people into the ground outside the bamboo house, and erected a tombstone with purple bamboo and engraved the names of the Shangqing people. Ling Xuan and Zi'er knelt in front of the tombstone, crying silently, and the rest of the people stood behind them, also with sad faces. Ling Xuan has no father and no mother since he was a child, he met Fang Qin when he was a teenager, and under her meticulous care, he felt the warmth of maternal love, but before today, he still couldn't understand what father's love was. In his heart, he has already silently regarded Shangqing Zhenren as his father, and at this moment, he really realized the greatness of father's love.

But why did God have such affection for him, and twice ruthlessly took away the love of his parents who he had finally regained?

The selflessness and greatness of Shangqing Zhenren who would rather die for his sake, Ling Xuanzhen really felt what it meant to be supreme and what it meant to be affectionate, and he could never forget the love of Shangqing Zhenren.

What about demons, so affectionate and sexual, dare to ask how many self-proclaimed and decent people in the world can reach? At this moment, Ling Xuan was completely relieved, and he didn't have the slightest hint of cultivating into a demon, and completely classified himself into the ranks of 'demons'.

At this moment, Ling Xuan finally understood that whether it was a demon, a demon, an immortal, or a Buddha, only if he was strong could he protect everything around him, and he made up his mind that he must become strong and never let the people who cared about him and his care leave one by one.

The two knelt in front of the tomb of Shangqing people for a whole morning, and it was not until noon that they stood up and hurriedly ate something under the persuasion of Shangguan Bingyu. The voice of the Shangqing people seemed to sound in his ears again: "Little Xuanzi, Nian Yu is a human body, one more day in the Qiankun Wonderland will hurt her more, you have to find her as soon as possible and take her away from here, otherwise over time, she will inevitably be lost due to the difference in the strength of the two realms." ”

Ling Xuan cleaned up his grief and thought hard, but the Qiankun Wonderland was endless, where should he go to find Zeng Nianyu? With an idea, Ling Xuan had a way and told the second girl beside him: "I want to retreat and cultivate tonight, and absorb the surging mana that Master has instilled into my body as soon as possible, so as to open the way to the human world." Whatever sound you hear during the night, do not disturb me. ”

The second daughter nodded when she heard this. Ling Xuan turned around and walked back to the room, biting his finger and dropping a drop of blood on the traceless ring, a strange light flashed, the ring that was originally simple and unpeculiar was like taking off the old and ugly skin, looking new and shining. The ring turned into a ray of light, and it was automatically worn on Ling Xuan's left index finger, and the light flashed again, and the ring disappeared into Ling Xuan's skin. Although he couldn't see the existence of the ring, the feeling of being tightly connected to flesh and blood, Ling Xuan knew that it had been wearing it on his index finger all along. With a thought in his mind, he opened the traceless ring that carried the great kindness of the Shangqing people for the first time, and immediately the light in his eyes flashed, and his consciousness appeared in a strange space.

This space is very huge, with Ling Xuan's current cultivation, he can't see the edge even when he looks at it, it is really as his name suggests, there is no trace and no trace. However, what surprised Ling Xuan even more was that in such a vast space, there were all kinds of brilliant treasures, Ling Xuan looked at it carefully, and immediately stayed on the spot, all of which were rare materials for alchemy and sword refining, each of which was placed in the world, all of them were rare treasures that were hard to find, and there were many precious materials that were indispensable for refining the elixir immortal sword.

Ling Xuan secretly sighed that the world made people, in the past, the Second Extreme Sect did not hesitate to spend huge manpower and material resources to refine a high-grade elixir for such a rare material, and ran around for decades or even hundreds of years and still found nothing, but now, they were looking for many rare treasures in front of their eyes as if they were inexhaustible, if they let the people of the Second Extreme Sect know, I don't know how they would feel.

It's just that he has a lot of rare materials, which is not of much use to Ling Xuan, although he knows some of the ways of alchemy, and has seen the alchemy experience left by Wuyazi's predecessors, he refining the pill is not inferior to Yang Ming and others as alchemy masters, but first, he lacks the indispensable Ding furnace equipment for alchemy, and the ordinary Ding furnace may not be able to give full play to the effects of such rare treasures, perhaps only the legendary Kyushu Ding and other supreme artifacts are worthy of such rare treasures; 。 Therefore, he looked at Baoshan and could not move, which was really a great torture in consciousness.

Surprised and filled with a strong sense of helplessness, Ling Xuan continued to search, and soon after, he found a piece of seven-colored cloth silk buried deep in the many rare treasures, revealing only the corner of the glacier. Seeing it, Ling Xuan's eyes couldn't help but light up, no one was more familiar with the seven-colored cloth than him. He couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, walked over and pushed away many rare treasures, and finally saw the whole picture of the seven-colored cloth.

The cloth silk is three zhang long, about one long and one wide, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, it seems to be silky and non-silky, silky and non-cotton, the tentacles are smooth and delicate, and accompanied by a faint cool breath to drill straight into the skin. The seven colors of brilliance are completely dissolved, and then they are not separated from each other, mixed into a unique color, but without the slightest sense of clutter, each color is independent, and mixed with the other six colors, perfect and impeccable.

Ling Xuan touched Bu Aya, and couldn't help but exhale softly: "One of the top ten superb immortal weapons, Colorful Easy Aya!"

When he was still a young and ignorant teenager, Ling Xuan had seen the Colorful Aya, although it was a fake, but it was not much different from the genuine Colorful Aya, so he recognized it at a glance. The Colorful Joyful Silk appeared in the Traceless Ring of the Shangqing Zhenren, Ling Xuan did not doubt its authenticity at all, but he was not in the mood to try the power of the superb immortal weapon, he had always had a wish, that is, to give the real Colorful Joyful Silk to Zeng Nianyu, and taste her regret of losing the fake Colorful Joyful Silk.

Before today, this was a boundless luxury, so I never dared to mention it, but at this moment, I can taste what I want.

Wandering among the piles of peerless treasures again, after a while, Ling Xuan's mind moved slightly, and he retreated, he was completely sure that Zeng Nianyu would come to him, so he told a few people not to disturb him no matter what noise they found.