MTL - Painting of the Nine Immortals-Chapter 23 Family competition

"Master, what happened? Did I destroy it?"

Ling Xian looked around blankly, totally unaware of what had just happened, just remembering that the endless golden light was pouring out of the body at first, and then the three heavenly visions, covering the sky with hands with Supreme Law, did not know anything at all.

Lian Cangqiang laughed and waved his sleeve robe. The small world immediately resumed as before. He looked at the confused Ling Xian and explained what had just happened.

After hearing Dan Xian's words, Ling Xian was stunned. It took a long time to return to God, and said to himself, "So it is no wonder that I feel that there is a magical power in my body."

"That's the power of the Xeon Fa phase covering the sky with his hands." Dan Xian rubbed his beard and said with a smile: "I am a little jealous of your boy as a teacher, and you can awaken the supreme Fa phase during the refining period, even if you ca n’t talk about it It ’s unprecedented, and it ’s a rare horn. Since ancient times, only a handful of two or three powerful people have completed this feat. ”

"The teacher is too honored." Ling Xian looked reddish, and was a little embarrassed when praised by Lian Cang, but more was a kind of pride.

Taking the five-layer refining practice as an example, I awakened one of the six strongest dharma phases with one hand covering the sky, and looking at the world, how many people can do it, ancient and modern? !!

And he not only did it, but also opened the Xeon Tianyan Eye to the world, how much talent can it do!

It is not polite to say that once the ancient blood of Tianzun in the body is fully awakened, Lingxian's talent will reach an unprecedented level, and future achievements will be unlimited!

Lian Cangqiang shook his head and laughed, "It's not overwhelming, this is your talent."

Ling Xian touched her nose and smiled hesitantly: "It's all the blood of Tianzun."

"That is your luck. The ancient blood of Tianzun has nothing to do with parents. It will be born on a baby immediately, but since ancient times, the blood of Tianzun is not the same. There is very little ancient blood inherited, and some people have inherited a lot of ancient blood. The more ancient blood, the stronger the talent and the higher the potential. "Lian Cangqiang said.

"Is there such a saying? Is the blood of Tianzun inside the disciple strong or weak?" Ling Xian was surprised.

"Nature is very strong. I used to have a friend as a teacher. He was also a man with the ancient blood of Tianzun. He was also sealed by God, but there was only one kind of seal in his body, because the ancient blood of Tianzun was relatively It ’s relatively small and weak, so God only put a seal on it. ”Dan Xianmulu remembered the past, and thought of those past memories, and said with emotion:“ And there are four kinds of supreme arrays in your body. Your body has a lot of ancient blood, and it is very powerful. God is going to use four supreme gods to suppress you. "

It was said that Ling Xian's heart was fiery, and the moment when the blood of Tianzun was fully awakened, how dazzling light would have erupted?

Looking at his look of expectation, Lian Cangqiang smiled and encouraged: "Come on, the blood of Tianzun in your body has been able to break the battle, but because your cultivation is too low, until you become strong, I It is not difficult to help you with the other eight immortals to break the other three **** arrays. "

"I will." Ling Xian nodded.

"But do n’t forget that you must be arrogant and irritable. Do n’t be motivated by your talents. You have spent too much time in your life as a teacher. The heart of the Tao was disturbed by the various temptations of the Xiuxian Realm, and it eventually disappeared like a firework. "Lian Cangqiang looked serious.

"Master, rest assured, disciples will not lose their way." Ling Xian said in a deep voice.

In this regard, he can guarantee that he used to be extremely eager to practice, and now he has finally set foot on the path of cultivation. He will naturally cherish this hard-won opportunity. Besides, how can his dream be easily lost in the vast clouds? ?

"Yes, Xunzi can also teach." Lian Cangqiang was very satisfied with Lingxian's attitude, and said, "Well, you can continue to cultivate, you have to recuperate as a teacher. There is no way. I am a soul body now, very weak, and I must rely on sink Sleep to replenish soul power. "

After speaking, he flickered, turned into a stream of light, and poured into the soaring soul mountain.

"It seems that I have to find a way to help Master." Ling Xian frowned, and searched in her mind for various strange medicines seen from ancient books. With his current practice, it is impossible to rebuild the sky. The physical body, but it is still possible to find some natural treasures to nurture the soul.

After a while, without much thought, Ling Xian had to give up temporarily, and then sat cross-legged with his palms facing up, absorbing the endless vitality of the void.

...

Three days later.

The rising sun is rising, with a soft golden light.

Ling Xian woke up from entering the house, returned to her home, and finished washing in a hurry. Then she changed into a brand new white robe and hurried to Yanwuchang.

Today is the day of the Ling family's annual competition.

Although he didn't plan to participate, he still wanted to see the excitement, and also wanted to see if Linghu could win a seat in the competition and have the opportunity to enter the secret realm.

Before long, he came to Yanwuchang.

I saw a lot of enthusiasm on the Yanwu field. Hundreds of Ling family members gathered here, standing in groups of three or five, with expressions of embarrassment, anticipation, excitement, and confidence on their faces.

Around the Yanwu Stadium, six Biwu dais have been set up in advance. They are stacked with hard aerobic stones that can absorb aura, preventing the spread of mana in the contest and hurting innocent people.

In the center of Yanwuchang, stands a stand as high as ten feet high, with three men and one woman sitting on it.

They are the patriarch Ling Tianqing, the second elder Ling Tianjiao, the third elder Ling Tianao, and Ling Tianxiang, the pearl of the Ling family.

Ling Tianxiang's beautiful eyes have been scanning the children next to him, suddenly glanced at a figure of erect shape, with a bright smile on her cheek.

"Brother, that's Lingxian."

"Oh?" Ling Tianqing looked at the handsome young man and laughed: "Little girl, do you really like him?"

"How is that? Brother, don't talk nonsense." Ling Tianxiang blushed.

Ling Tianqing laughed and teased, "What are you blushing like? A girl like Huaichun."

"Oh, big brother, you hate it and ignore you." Ling Tianxiang's eyes were gazing at Lingxian below, flowing silent thoughts.

At this moment, there is still some time before the competition starts, so the surroundings are noisy. Some familiar Ling family children come together in twos and threes, look at some strong opponents in the crowd with their eyes, and discuss who might win the competition this year. The first throne.

Among them, the three most popular children are Ling Chen, the elder of the clan, Ling Zhan, the grandson of the elder, and Ling Fei, the daughter of the second elder.

The three are about eighteen years old. They are all practitioners of the Sixth Floor of Qi Refining. At this age, they can do so. It can be seen that the talents are not weak. They each stood up on the martial arts field. The children of the department are like the stars holding the moon and standing tall, with a confident and proud look on their faces, as if the throne of the first battle is already in their pocket.

Ling Bai, who once provoked Ling Xian but was counter-learned, also came today. After three days of rehabilitation, his injuries were much better, but Jingqi Shen was obviously badly hit, especially to want to shine in the competition. His ambitions have been exhausted by the disappearance of Ling Xian.

When Ling Xian entered Yanwu Stadium, he saw that his fists clenched unconsciously, and a bit of bitter grudge flashed in his eyes.

One day I watched Lingxian break the Canglang Sword Technique. The monk who defeated Lingbai noticed the direction of his gaze and looked subconsciously, and then exclaimed unconsciously: "Lingxian?"

He exclaimed loudly, and immediately caused a riot.

"Lingxian? Is that the Lingxian who defeated Lingbai?"

"Nonsense, does the Ling family have a second Lingxian? Naturally, it is the genius who has a very high level of understanding and can defeat Canglang Jianju!"

"Is he going to participate in the competition too? Oh my god, I didn't have much hope of competing for the top three, and now I have little hope!"

"I see, if he participates, the first throne must be his. A genius who can break the family's supreme sword skill, can't he still get the first place?"

All eyes gathered on Ling Xian, with curiosity, expectation, and admiration.

Ling Xian instantly became the focus of the performance martial arts field. He listened to those who talked about himself, calmed down, and calmly accepted the gaze of those eyes.

If he doesn't have the true skill, he will naturally feel embarrassed, but he has the skill of dragon-slaying, how can he be frightened by some eyes?

On the performance martial arts field, the three hot-selling children who won the championship are also gaining popularity with Lingxian. Since Lingxian attacked the Canglang Sword Technique, the entire Ling family had few people who knew him, so the three of them attacked Lingxian. It can be said that it has been a long time.

"Is he Ling Ling? It looks pretty good," Ling Fei said to himself.

"Looks very thin, can he really break the Canglang Sword Technique?" Ling Zhan is a sturdy figure with a flash of fierce fighting in his eyes. He is a fighting madman, taking the path of refining, always thinking that only A muscular man like him is the real strong man.

"Popularity." Ling Chen, the clan chief, smiled disdainfully, pushed away the collateral children gathered around him, and strode toward Lingxian with a striding meteor.

The Ling family clan leader, the first contestant in the last session, the 19-year-old practice genius and other auras shrouded his head, making him the focus of the younger generation of the entire Ling family. With this move, the crowd subconsciously separated a road. Everyone's eyes were on the Ling family chief, not knowing what he was going to do.

Ling Chen came to Ling Xian and asked, "You are the laughingstock of the Ling family. Ling Xian, who cannot be cultivated?"

Ling Xian glanced at him lightly, and said, "You are talking about me."

"It's the same. I heard that you saw the Canglang Sword Technique?" Ling Chen looked proudly, as if he were the true immortal who dominated everything. He naturally revealed a high-mindedness and looked scornfully at Ling Xian.

That incomparable appearance is really disgusting.

"That's right." Ling Xian frowned. The disdainful expression made him very uncomfortable, and a little understood why he came. It turned out to be a fault.

Ling Chen's face was sarcastic and disdainful: "You can see through my Ling family's supreme sword trick even as a waste, it is a joke."

Ling Xian chuckled, and was too lazy to argue with him about these meaningless things.

However, he didn't know that his indifferent laughter caused Ling Chen to be angry. He was the respected patriarch of the Ling family and has always been highly respected, especially those of his peers who regarded him as an example. Ignore him?

"I don't know the waste of high ground and high ground." Ling Chen looked dull and sneered: "Ling Bai ’s boy's Canglang Sword Technique is only to be cultivated to the second level. Even if you see it, it ’s nothing great, I will let you see what it is The Canglang Sword Techniques for everyone let everyone understand that the so-called seeing through the Canglang Sword Techniques is just a joke. "

With a chuckle, Ling Xian said indifferently: "Okay, I'll wait."

"Fine, good." Ling Chen said two in a row, scornfully: "I believe we will meet on the battlefield. By then, I will let you know that waste is always waste, even if it is You can cultivate now, and in my eyes, nothing. "