Chapter 854

Beautiful mountains and rivers, continuous green peaks straight into the sky, and the familiar peak area appears in the eyes again. At this time, it came to the area under the jurisdiction of LingXiao palace again. The mountain was still the same mountain, but it was no longer the excitement of the past when spirit birds and spirit animals roared, and friars came and went to the place of cultivation, square market and factotum hall.

The peak areas were originally filled with a large number of cultivated spirit grass and spirit wood. In the recent 200 years of scuffle in the immortal world, some of the value has been collected almost because of consumption. The periphery of LingXiao palace seems to have been damaged to some extent, leaving a lot of smell of golden elixir friars.

There are also a lot of violent thunder mana. It seems that there was a war between foundation builders here not long ago. The war has burned to LingXiao palace.

Only the white fog between the peaks is as before.

"Stop, who dares to break into LingXiao palace without permission!"

Although most of the people of LingXiao palace went to Tianjian mountain to fight against the main force of hostile friars, only a few friars remained in these dozens of peak areas, the friars patrolling the mountain soon found Lu Xiaotian's team of friars who were not hiding.

The two men, dressed in spirit armor, offered weapons and looked at Lu Xiaotian and his party with an alert look.

"Lu Xiaotian of Qinglian peak returns to LingXiao palace. Who is in charge of LingXiao palace now!" Lu Xiaotian uses part of his magic power, and his voice is like Hongzhong Dalu, shaking and driving towards dozens of peaks of LingXiao palace.

Yuan min was surprised. Previously, he only said that Lu Xiaotian was an individual. At this time, under Lu Xiaotian's deliberate operation of mana, Yuan min was shocked to find that Lu Xiaotian's powerful mana had reached an unimaginable level. It sounds like a loud bell. It is huge and does not hurt people. It hangs over LingXiao palace and does not disperse. Although not against the enemy, Yuan min asked himself that he was far less in control.

Whoosh

Hundreds of figures flew into the air with their swords. A middle-aged man who looked familiar and a middle-aged woman in green were particularly excited when they saw Lu Xiaotian.

When others saw Lu Xiaotian, they were also excited. Perhaps because of the passage of time, other sects can't remember Lu Xiaotian for a moment, but for LingXiao palace, it is those golden elixirs who leave a reputation far less important than Lu Xiaotian in front of them. In LingXiao palace, the monk with silver hair in front of him has long become a legend, which has been handed down in LingXiao palace to this day.

In particular, LingXiao palace has suffered heavy losses in the scuffle in the immortal world in recent years, and the high-level friars are declining day by day. LingXiao palace needs a spiritual pillar for the low-level friars to stick to. Lu Xiaotian is the spiritual source for these people who grew up in LingXiao palace to talk about comfort.

There are countless sects and immortal families in the moon watching immortal world. Who can ride alone and kill the famous Feiqi tribe? Who can subdue several fellow monks in the immortal world with his own strength and dare not fight!

"Master Lu, uncle Lu, have you become a Jindan friar?" the two people who rushed out were Luo Kang and his cousin he Liping who succeeded in building the foundation at Lu xiaotianqing Yuefeng. The foundation building friar only has a life of about 300 years.

Lu Xiaotian has been away for nearly 150 years. The two ordinary gas refining disciples who built the foundation successively succeeded in Lu Xiaotian's shadow and survived in the war. So far, they have reached the stage of the later stage of foundation building, and they have bid farewell to their youth in the past, leaving obvious traces of years on their faces.

"I've seen uncle Lu!"

More than a hundred base building friars leaned over in mid air. More than a hundred years ago, the legend spread by LingXiao palace was in front of them. However, since then, this person has disappeared without any news. Originally, he thought Lu Xiaotian had fallen. Unexpectedly, he returned to the mountain gate today. And come back, he is already a high golden elixir friar.

In addition to these foundation building friars, tens of thousands of gas refining friars who can't resist the flight also look down the mountain. At that time, the morale of LingXiao palace was at a low ebb. Lu Xiaotian, who was famous for watching the moon in the past, came back.

"Excuse me, who is in charge of LingXiao palace now?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"Back to martial uncle Lu, the palace master has led the main force of the fairy palace to Tianjian mountain to fight with the main force of the enemy. Now in LingXiao palace, martial uncle Luo presided over the overall situation. Martial uncle Luo and martial uncle Lu fought side by side in those years. I think martial uncle Lu will not be strange." Luo Kang said quickly.

"But Luo Qian?" Lu Xiaotian was stunned. Among the friars surnamed Luo he knew, only Luo Qian fought side by side. It seems that he has already achieved the golden elixir. However, after Luo Qian was stimulated by himself, he became calm and settled the problem of condensing the golden elixir with Luo Qian's assets, as well as the master Lei Wantian, It is not difficult to condense the golden elixir.

In his early years, he was chased by Zhou Tong and entered the blue magic sea area. He spent decades in the great circle of building the foundation. Although Luo Qian's cultivation in his early years was lower than himself, decades of time was enough for him to catch up. Lu Xiaotian built the foundation to complete the knot of Dan, and Luo Qian began to knot Dan in the later stage of building the foundation. Naturally, he should not have lost much of himself.

"It's uncle Luo." Luo Kang nodded. Naturally, he didn't dare to call Luo Qian's name like Lu Xiaotian.

"In that case, why didn't Luo Qian come?"

Lu Xiaotian was puzzled that these foundation building friars had come, and Luo Qian's cultivation should not be so slow. No, just now, the thunder mana is Luo Qian's. it seems that Luo Qian is probably injured. Lu Xiaotian reacted quickly.

"Luo, uncle Luo is not in good condition. He was hurt in his early years. Now the whole LingXiao palace is full of talents. Only uncle Luo, a golden pill friar, sits in the whole palace." Luo Kang said with a gloomy face.

"Where is Luo Qian?" Lu Xiaotian asked.

"In the Siqing cliff of Lingtian peak, in addition to foreign Jindan friars attacking and harassing the mountain gate, martial uncle Luo never leaves Siqing cliff." Luo Kang sighed, "younger generation, everyone is quiet. Martial uncle Lu and martial uncle Luo are old, so they also try to persuade martial uncle Luo."

"Siqing cliff!" Lu Xiaotian's body was shocked, and his eyes showed a sad color. Although it was not yet, we can know what happened in the years when he left. The only thing that can make Luo Qian like this is Su Qing, who is unruly and arrogant.

"These people are my friends. Please accept them. I'll go and see younger martial brother Luo." Lu Xiaotian sighed sadly. His body was like electricity. They only felt that Lu Xiaotian had lost his sight when they saw a flower in front of them.

Ruthless cultivation of immortality, there is no lack of lovers. Although it may not be the love between men and women, Yuan min can clearly see the sadness on Lu Xiaotian's face.

Floating in the sky peak area, the leaves are rustling, and the cold mountain wind rolls up a few secluded coolness. On the thousand Ren mountain wall, there are several words with dried blood on Siqing cliff.

"But elder martial brother Lu, I'm sorry, younger martial brother Lu didn't meet you far away, but I'll come down for a chat." an old voice sounded from under the cliff.