Chapter 1918： Cemetery

"Now, it's time to give me the land." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"natural."

The old man agreed, saying: "Xiao Zi has won, and those old guys have no reason to oppose and will not oppose it."

With that said, his body faded and disappeared.

After a while, the old man emerged from the void with a dark brown soil on his hands.

It's simple and plain, unremarkable, like sand everywhere, worthless.

However, in Ling Xian's eyes, this is a shocking fetish, more precious than Supreme Gold.

Because, this is the legendary land of interest!

It is like the earth that bears all things, and has the characteristics of compatibility with all the magical materials.

"I finally got you ..."

Ling Xian's mouth raised, revealing a smile of joy and ease.

Although getting the soil, it does not mean that he can reverse the **** array and go to a foreign land, but at least he has a chance.

"Hold it."

The old man handed the soil to Ling Xian, and it was hard to hide his distress.

The soil is too precious. There are only three capsules in the temple of the earth, which naturally makes him painful.

"Thanks a lot."

Ling Xian took over the soil, as if he had taken a mountain, and immediately let his feet sink and his face was a bit pale.

It's too heavy, it's just a whole sky, heavy to the extreme.

However, Lingxian is not vegetarian.

After a few breaths, he adjusted to the weight of the soil, and saw no reluctance anymore.

This made the old man's eyes flash a strange color, and did not expect Ling Xian's body to be so strong.

Although he could easily hold up the soil, but relying on the eighth realm, but Ling Xian only rely on the physical body, how can he not be surprised?

"It is indeed the legendary soil, and it really is as heavy as a mountain." Ling Xian sighed, and put the soil into a storage bag.

"Siliang has given it to you. Next, we need to talk about another thing." The old man smiled.

"What is it?" Lingxian Jianmei frowned slightly.

"I hope Xiaozi can truly join the Temple of the Gods." The old man narrowed his smile and said positively.

"You have to ask Xiao Zi about this, it's useless to ask me." Ling Xian shook her head with a smile.

"I can see that Xiao Zi is very dependent on you. She will definitely listen to you."

The old man said in a deep voice: "So, I have to ask what you mean first."

"If Xiao Zi doesn't join the Temple of God Earth, she can't enter the ancestral land." Ling Xian smiled slightly.

"This ..." the old man was silent.

"I know."

Ling Xian chuckled without accident or blame.

People are selfish, there is no reason for the Divine Land Temple to give an outsider the opportunity to become a god.

"For Xiaozi, it's harmless to join the Divine Land Temple." The old man said positively: "I hope you can let her join."

"It depends on Xiao Zi, she is willing, I will not stop."

Ling Xian smiled slightly and turned her eyes to Xiao Zi surrounded by everyone.

The same goes for the elderly.

He held his hands down and said loudly, "Everyone is quiet."

After hearing the words, everyone closed their mouths, revealing their inquiries.

"Xiao Zi, would you like to join my Temple of Divine Land?" Said the old man and Yan Yue.

"This ..." Xiao Zi hesitated, looking at Ling Xian.

"You don't have to pay attention to my thoughts, follow your inner voice, if you want to join, join, no one can't force you."

Ling Xian smiled and refused to make a decision for Xiao Zi.

She's grown up, and he doesn't want to chain her for life.

"Joining the Temple of Divine Land, can't I just stay here all the time?" Xiao Zi said silently.

"Of course not. No one has the right to interfere in your freedom."

The old man said: "As long as you are in trouble in the temple, you can help."

"In that case, I join."

Xiao Zi Zhan Yan smiled, making everyone smile.

Especially the elderly, they laughed into a flower.

Xiao Ziben has amazing potential. Once transformed into a **** body, he has the qualification to become a god. Which one does not want such a existence?

It is no exaggeration to say that this is the future invincible, stronger than the Supreme!

"During this time, you will follow me to practice and make sure nothing is wrong." The old man smiled lovingly, and the more he looked at Xiao Zi, the more pleasing to his eyes.

Although he could not become the master of Xiaozi, he moved the idea of ​​passing the mantle to her.

"Okay." Xiao Zi nodded lightly, then left with the old man.

Seeing this, Ling Xian returned to her residence and began studying the Scarlet Formation.

Although the ninety-nine kinds of materials have been gathered, there is still a difficulty that needs to be overcome.

Reversing the big battle.

This can be several times more difficult than setting up a team. Even with Ling Xian's tactics, there is not much confidence.

However, even if it was difficult, he would arrange it.

At the moment, Ling Xian is immersed in mind, simulating the formation in his mind.

Time passed quietly.

A month later, Ling Xian perfectly simulated the big array in her mind, without any flaws.

However, how to reverse it, he is clueless.

It's too difficult. Even him, he has a headache.

One day, two days, three days ... One month passed, Ling Xian still had no clue.

During this period, he tried no less than ten times, but without exception, all failed, and he couldn't see the hope of success at all.

And the price of failure is a big crash.

Fortunately, it was just a simulation. Otherwise, Ling Xian had to collect materials again.

"Otherwise, please send a shot?"

Ling Xian whispered to himself, but the idea just started, he was strangled by him.

A few true immortals would not agree with him to go to a foreign land, where it is too dangerous, it is absolutely a death. Besides, he also wants to reverse the big battle with his own strength!

"How many strong winds and waves I have survived, how can it be rare for me to live in an array?"

Ling Xian strengthened her belief and deduced it again and again.

Time passes again.

A month later, Ling Xian had a clue. Although she might not succeed, she saw at least hope.

"Pause first, wait for Xiao Zi to transform into a **** body, and then I will try again."

Ling Xian opened her eyes and stood up.

Today is the day when Xiao Zi goes to the ancestral land. Although it is certainly not dangerous, he is not assured to let Xiao Zi go alone.

Therefore, Ling Xian left the small courtyard and came to the old man's palace.

"I knew you would come." The old man smiled.

"I don't worry about her alone." Ling Xian smiled lightly.

"Then let's go together, but we must first say yes."

The old man narrowed his smile and said, "You can't think of your ancestral land."

"When the temple of the earth and the temple of the heavens add up, there must be at least ten eighth-level strong men. How dare I make an idea?" Ling Xian shook her head and smiled.

"Haha, let's go." The old man smiled brightly, waving his sleeves, and took Ling Xian and Xiao Zi out of the air.

Three days later, a group of three people landed in the mountains and saw the old man in Tsing Yi at the Temple of Heaven, as well as his ancestral land.

To be precise, it is the ancestral entrance.

I saw that it was a colorful portal.

"Let's go."

The elderly in Tsing Yi entered the ancestral land first without shame.

The Lingxian three followed closely behind.

Then I saw a cemetery.

I saw five tombstones standing in front of it, blank and wordless, and imposing, as if the gods were dormant and overwhelming the universe.