v5 Chapter 941： Poor

The ninth forty-one chapter

The two face each other, and their eyes are full of sorrow, and the strength of both sides is strong, and they are still above them.

"Master, this..." The woman in red was trying to say something, and suddenly she slammed her mouth.

The monk also turned his head and his eyes were slightly stunned, looking in the direction of the left side.

"Isn't they found themselves?" Lin Xuan first stayed, but soon the expression relaxed, and the mysterious spirit of the nine-day Xuan Gong was incomparable, so it was so easy to be seen.

That would be...

Since there was no release of the gods, what happened to Lin Xuan could not be mastered, so I had to wait and see that it was getting better.

It’s been about a sip of tea.

A thundering rainbow appeared on the distant horizon.

That breath, the spiritual power, Lin Xuan feels a little familiar.

It is also a cultivator of the Yuan Ying class.

The small gravel wasteland, due to the aura of the aura, is inaccessible on weekdays, but at this moment, a large number of masters have gathered.

After the light converges, the old man who is a child of Yan Hefa is wearing a large dress and looks like a fairy. Even with the city of Lin Xuan, he almost blinked his eyes.

This face is familiar, but I have just seen it.

Your own master, Tong Yu real people!

In the mind, the excitement of the month came, compared with the young master, this girl can not have such a good power, the face is full of surprise.

The woman and the monk's expression are similar. About two of them dreamed that they would meet the elixir hill door here.

"The master of wisdom, and the ink fairy, both of them are here, is it also attracted by the strange spiritual fluctuations." Tong Yu is kind and kind, smiling like two people cheered.

"Young master, is this guy also a counterfeit?" After the surprise, the month could not help but open.

Lin Xuan smiled and shook his head: "I hope he is fake, but..."

"What, young master, do you say that he is really a real feather?"

"Well, I don’t dare to say it, but the grasp of seven or eight points is still there."

Although Lin Xuan has been away from Lingyaoshan for seven or eighty years, his immortality of this order can be almost forgotten. The people in front of him are not only the same in facial features, but also in words and demeanor. There is no difference.

It is probably a master, but how he came here, whether it was a coincidence or a conspiracy.

Lin Xuan was in amazement, his mind turned, but there was no clue.

"What happened to the two?"

Tong Yu lived and didn't know what happened. It was a coincidence that after talking about it. After the relocation of Lingyao Mountain to Yunzhou, although it was a big school, it quickly gained a foothold with its superb alchemy skills.

Although it is not in harmony with the drug palace, there is not much conflict, not to mention that it is not difficult to resolve some crises with your own wrists.

In this way, in the crack, the Lingyao Mountain has gradually grown.

Everything is moving towards good development.

A few days ago, he came here because of something, and it was just finished today. It happened to be a kind of medicinal medicine recently refining.

Although the grass is not a natural treasure, the conditions for its growth are rather harsh, only in a few places, including several hills around the gravel wasteland.

Tong Yu real people come to pick and pick, who knows that they are looking for, but they feel terrible spiritual fluctuations, that the Ling pressure, obviously the existence of two Yuan Ying class in the fight.

Tong Yu real people could not help but be a bit suspicious, the need to know, repaired to their level, on weekdays, in the cultivation of the immortal world to make a fortune, bullying low-ranking monks is common, but the same as the baby master, but rarely fight each other.

After all, the fairy road is difficult, and it is even harder to condense the Yuan Ying. Although very few people can advance to the next level, even if they are trapped in the Yuan Ying period, Shou Yuan will last for thousands of years.

So many times, enough to be happy, Yuan Ying monks, often more afraid of death than their younger generation, and in the human world, in addition to the existence of the same level, there is almost nothing to threaten them.

Therefore, although there is no rule of law, but the Yuanying monks have already formed a tacit understanding, if there is no special reason, there is very little fighting.

Of course, if it really involves any magic weapon against the heavens, the remedy will also kill you.

In this case, Tong Yu is well aware, so I feel the huge spiritual fluctuations, and immediately I have the idea of ​​fish in troubled waters.

What treasures have you discovered in the gravel wasteland?

Of course, you can't miss it.

When the two old monsters are both defeated, it is better to be the fisherman who is profitable.

To be fair, Tong Yuzhen is not wrong in this plan. His heart is also obvious. Lin Xuan is also very admired. However, this time, the luck of Lingyao’s palm is really...

From beginning to end, he still doesn't know what happened, but the expressions of the two old monsters have already alerted Tong Yu.

After all, the owner of Lingyao Mountain is a sleek figure with long sleeves and good dance. Although he has come to Yunzhou for a short time, he has made many friends. The status of Shishicheng is special. He is more interested in the elders. This will be a part of the relationship between the master and the ink fairy.

When the two sides met before, they would say hello to each other, why is this time...

Both eyes are very gloomy, although there is no murderous, but the hostility has been revealed.

Compared with Tong Yu’s real man’s fog, the two elders in Shishicheng were equally astonished. In the Haoyan Pavilion, both of them speculated that this matter should have nothing to do with Lingyao Mountain, but that there was someone who provoked it. Especially the master of intelligence, there are very regulations, but how can I explain it in front of me...

Tong Yu is really here, and the two have been in contact with him several times.

It would be too much to say if you said an accident.

No matter what, since I met the Lord here, I can’t easily let go.

The two elders looked at each other and the red woman’s figure flashed and came to the back of Tong Yu’s real person.

"What do you think of the two Taoist friends?" Tong Yu’s eyes were stunned, and the sleeves swelled up in the wind, and the body was covered with ample spiritual power.

"Nothing, as long as the real person is willing to tie hands, let us go back to Shicheng." The red woman opened her mouth coldly.

"Back to Shishicheng, why?" Tong Yu's real face is very ugly, and his thoughts are sharper in his mind. Although he does not know why the other party is embarrassed with himself, the situation today is naturally not perfect, and he is only the beginning. However, facing the two Yuan Ying monks, and the intelligence of the vulture, as early as a hundred years ago, it was advanced to the middle.

The black silkworm cocoon of the surnamed Ms. Moss is also a small one. It is not necessarily possible to win alone. What should I do?