Tempered Immortal - Chapter 1277
[Volume 5 Chapter 1253 The Heavenly Omen Caused by the Moon]
The first thousand two hundred and fifty-three chapters of the omens caused by the moon
“Yes, the maid is clear.” Lu Ying’er nodded, and Wu Yun’er’s face was full of cuteness.
Yunzhou is different from Youzhou. If the Zongmen family does not have Nascent Immortal cultivators, it is a matter of whether they can stand a foothold or not, let alone expand and develop outwards.
It is impossible for the young master to be at the helm forever, but with these ten Nascent Soul puppets as helpers, this goalkeeper will have less worries.
I don’t know what treasure the young master used to complete this exchange from Tianqiaomen.
Thinking of Lin Xuan’s deep friendship, the two women were grateful.
However, the matter was not over, Lin Xuan stretched out his hand, a blue light flashed, and two more storage bags appeared on the table.
“Master, this…”
“Cultivation of immortals is extremely complicated. Apart from the puppet mechanism, there are many other treasures in Tianqiaomen.” Lin Xuan opened the storage bag and revealed a bird-shaped monster.
The whole body is golden in color, and its shape is a bit like an eagle, but it is even more ferocious. It is made of thousand-year-old spirit wood.
“Wooden Falcon?” Wu Yun’er covered her mouth and exclaimed.
“Why, do you know this thing?” Lin Xuan’s eyes turned to the girl sitting on the left.
“Yes, Yun’er has seen it before. Although this thing is a little less flexible than a puppet, it is very easy to use, but if you really want to give full play to the effect, you must have more than 100 pieces. How much?” Wu Yun’er opened her lips slightly, this wooden falcon is good, but the price is too high.
“Hehe, you’ll know just by looking at it.”
Hearing what Lin Xuan said, the two women showed curious expressions on their faces. Together, they released their consciousness and probed them in the storage bag.
After less than half a cup of tea, the two women raised their heads with shocking expressions.
“Three thousand, uncle, did you spend tens of millions of spar?”
“Not that many, because there are enough purchases, Tianqiaomen gave some discounts, at best, it’s only nine million spar.” Lin Xuan said lightly.
Although it was slightly cheaper than expected, the two women were still shocked.
Even for a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage, millions of spar is a large number, nine million, enough to make an ordinary great cultivator go bankrupt.
The young master (uncle) was no ordinary immortal cultivator, and the two women’s eyes were full of admiration.
“It’s nothing, the other storage bag is much better than the wooden falcon.” Lin Xuan said with a smile.
“Better than the wooden falcon?”
“Yes, Jingwei Cannon, have you two heard of it?”
“Jingwei Cannon?” Lu Ying’er shook her head, she came from Youzhou after all, and Wu Yuner, as a local immortal cultivator in Yunzhou, was speechless: “Master, really, that thing is not Tianqiaomen. Never buy it, I heard that its preciousness is not inferior to that of a puppet in the Nascent Soul stage.”
“That’s what I said, but the rules are dead, people are alive, anything can always be flexible, as long as the things you bring out can make the other party’s heart…”
“Young master, this little maid is useless. The matter of Baixuan Pavilion has caused you to worry.” Lu Ying’er said with a face full of shame. Lin Xuan did this for the sake of his sisters being able to gain a foothold in Yunzhou in the future.
“Okay, Ying’er, don’t say that. Besides, Young Master, I didn’t pay anything.”
Although Lin Xuan is insidious and cunning, he never tells lies to his own people. Whether it is a puppet in the Yuan Ying stage or a crystal cannon, in exchange for these treasures, Lin Xuan is only getting three pieces of armor that he will not use. As for that The art of refining armor is just the foundation.
Of course, these do not need to be elaborated on the two women.
Lin Xuan took a sip of tea and was about to ask something else when suddenly, unexpected changes occurred.
boom!
A loud bang came into the ear, and the mountain shook. If it wasn’t for the rudder of Xuan Pavilion, there were layers of forbidden packages, I’m afraid the nearby mountain peaks would have collapsed.
Lin Xuan’s brows moved, but he didn’t open his mouth. When he shook his shoulder, it turned into a startling rainbow and flew out of the window of the main hall.
“This……”
Lin Xuan was suspended in the air, and with his palace, he couldn’t help but show a look of extreme surprise on his face.
That vision came from the valley where he opened up the cave, in other words, the place where Yue’er retreated.
The gloomy wind was like ink, and within a radius of dozens of miles, the screams of ghosts resounded.
Flying sand and walking stones, the hostile spirit of the unjust soul obscured the whole world. At this time, it was obviously noon, but the sunlight between the heaven and the earth was completely blocked.
The nearby spiritual qi also became extremely chaotic, and instead there was abundant yin qi everywhere.
That vision is indeed far from being comparable to a monk conceiving a baby.
“Master, look…”
Jinghong flashed, and the two women also came to Lin Xuan’s side. Their pretty faces were vaguely apprehensive. Although Miss Yue’er was a ghost, the sign of the baby was too big.
Even the guardian formation can’t cover it, but Lin Xuan’s face is not anxious, after all, he knows that Yue’er is the reincarnation of King Asura.
“Don’t worry, I will take care of this matter. You all go back to your subordinates and comfort your subordinates so that they don’t talk nonsense.” Lin Xuan said lightly.
“Yes!”
Seeing that the young master (uncle) knew what to do, the two girls did not speak, bowed their heads and were about to retreat, but suddenly a loud noise like a thunderbolt came into their ears.
Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly, only to see that the cloudy wind had blocked the entire valley, and a cloud with a diameter of dozens of acres had formed in the sky.
In the dark cloud, the piercing light was dazzling, mixed with the shrill ghost cry, and then with the valley as the center, a pitch-black hurricane rose out of thin air.
With a diameter of a hundred feet and a radius, it connects the sky to the ground, and its momentum is astonishing.
Ow!
In the dark cloud, there are many ghosts, mixed with countless bones.
Lin Xuan’s pupils shrank slightly, and he felt a little inappropriate: “Ying’er, was the abnormal sign in the past so amazing?”
“No.” Lu Ying’er shook her head, her face full of apprehension: “Master, will Miss Yueer’s Jie Ying encounter any problems? The previous omens were not so scary.”
“This……”
Lin Xuan touched his forehead with his hand, but he didn’t even know it. After all, Yue’er’s status was special, and Jieying couldn’t use common sense to figure it out. Maybe Xiao Tao knew some inside stories, but she didn’t know whether the girl was asleep or awake now.
Lin Xuan’s conceit is the last resort, but at this moment, it can’t help much.
Can only wait by the side.
…
Huang San is a disciple of Youzhou Langcangmen. Decades ago, the world changed, Biyun Mountain and Lingyao Mountain two sects went to other places to develop.
There are no tigers in the mountains, monkeys are called kings, Langcangmen took the opportunity to expand its power, but the little-known Baixuan Pavilion has become a new overlord, and the lesser-known Baixuan Pavilion has become the new overlord, and Langcangmen has to rely on it. Huang San then joined Baixuan Pavilion.
At first, he was just an ordinary peripheral disciple, but by chance, he made a great contribution and became the confidant of the pavilion master.
After the unification of Youzhou, the pavilion master was going to establish a sub-rudder in Yunzhou. Among the elites selected, Huang San was also among them.
After arriving in Yunzhou, Huang San realized that he used to live in vain. Here, he explained what a holy place of cultivation is, and the old monster in the Yuan Ying period is like a crucian carp crossing the river.
Baixuan Pavilion is the overlord in Youzhou, but when we get here, it is not as good as the third or fourth sect family. Fortunately, there is elder Lin to take care of it, otherwise it is really a question of whether it can stand.
After capturing Jiuling Mountain, Baixuan Pavilion finally had its own new helm, but this recent vision made Huang San a little uneasy.
He also doesn’t know what that means, and the pavilion owner has issued a password to prevent everyone from discussing it in private.
Fortunately, although the vision was extremely grand, it did not bring any disaster. As time went by, everyone gradually let go of their hearts.
But today is different. Huang San was originally meditating in the house. Now he is a cultivator at the peak of the middle stage of foundation building, and he has already touched the threshold. As long as he works hard, he may be able to enter the later stage.
But the sudden appearance made the spiritual power between heaven and earth so chaotic that there was no way to continue cultivating.
Huang San sighed and had no choice but to leave the cave, but he was stunned very quickly. The vision would erupt every three or five minutes. He had seen it many times before, but the scale in front of him was obviously much more terrifying than before.
What’s going on here?
Surrounded by the raging yin wind, Huang San, as an immortal cultivator, also felt an inexplicable horror. If he were an ordinary mortal, he would probably have lost his soul.
“Hey, what is that?”
Huang San’s expression suddenly changed. His cave house was built on a hill. At this time, it was suspended in mid-air, and only a hundred feet away, the soil suddenly turned strangely.
From under the soil, a hand stretched out, very dry, leaving only skin and bones.
Bang!
Then the soil was sprayed upwards violently, and a humanoid monster broke out of the ground.
The ten fingers are sharp, the appearance is extremely thin, and the whole body is filled with a stench of corpse.
“Zombie!”
Huang San turned pale in shock. Seeing the monster pounced on him, he hurriedly stretched out his hand, took continuous shots on the storage bag, and released the spirit weapon in the shape of a flying sword.
Li Mang like lightning, slashed at the head of the zombie fiercely, but the monster didn’t dodge or dodge, his hands danced, and countless black claws appeared, half blocking the flying sword, and half like Huang San’s chest lasing .
And the change is not the only one. The screams came one after another, and at the main altar of Xuange, in an instant, thousands of monsters swarmed.
Lin Xuan’s face was extremely ugly: “Ying’er, after the Blood Shadow Sect was wiped out, you buried the body of the cultivator directly, didn’t you cremate it?”
“I’m sorry, young master, it was the little maid who was negligent, thinking that people are dead, so let them go to the ground for safety.” Lu Ying’er lowered her head, her face was full of fear, and she was vaguely curious: “It’s just that no matter what It’s not so easy for a mortal to be a cultivator, and it’s not so easy for a corpse to become a zombie, and this is not the place for the Yin Meridian, so how could such a change happen.”
“Yes, uncle, the conditions for psychic channeling are very harsh. Could it be that it has something to do with Miss Yue’er having a baby?” Wu Yun’er also asked curiously.
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