When Lang Xing took Bai Xiang back, he saw a light green halo appearing outside the Shui Ting Sword. The middle-aged man was checking the Shui Ting Sword within a short distance, but there was no reaction from the ferocious Tian Ting Spirit.
"I have banned this sword for you." After saying this, the middle-aged man passed a magic formula to Lang Xing.
"Thank you, senior." Lang Xing ignored Shui Tingjian, glanced at Bai Xiang and asked, "Senior, how do you plan to treat this young disciple?"
"It's similar to the method you want to use." After saying this, the middle-aged man stepped forward and pulled Bai Xiang over. Lang Xing stared at him with wide eyes. His body could no longer move. He didn't even know when he was sealed.
living.
The middle-aged man just pulled Bai Xiang and closed his eyes for a moment, then returned Bai Xiang to Lang Xing's hand. Only when Lang Xing grabbed Bai Xiang's arm did he realize that the seal on his body had been unknowingly removed again.
Untied, he didn't care about it, and hurriedly sent in spiritual power to explore Bai Xiang's Qi Mansion. Bai Xiang's Qi Mansion was wrapped in a milky white mist, which his spiritual power and consciousness could not penetrate.
The middle-aged man said calmly, "She still needs to cultivate for a month. After one month, the restriction I imposed will be automatically lifted. Before that, you'd better not do anything to disturb her."
"Then her Qi Mansion was repaired?" Lang Xing asked a little unconvinced, after all, the other party's "healing" method was too simple.
The middle-aged man did not answer the question directly, but said, "She can practice immediately after waking up, and the repaired Qi Palace is easier to expand than others. In other words, she can be stronger than the monks of the same level, but
This doesn't mean much to her. For someone who practices both techniques at the same time, it's easy to kill a monk who is one or two levels higher. I think you must be aware of that."
Lang Xing blinked his eyes twice, then bowed his head respectfully and said, "This junior has thanked my senior for his great kindness on behalf of my disciple."
The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "You can repair her Qi Mansion without my help. I have long seen signs that her Qi Mansion was repaired with the power of thoughts. I am just giving you a favor."
Langxing's eyes were full of sincerity and he said, "Although this junior is working hard in this direction, I don't have much confidence that I can do it. Even if I can become a disciple, I will have to endure great pain. You are not just a favor, but it is a big deal for my master and disciple."
of kindness.”
The middle-aged man turned his eyes to Shui Tingjian and asked, "Aren't you going to put it away?"
Lang Xing looked at the Qiankun bag on his waist. Logically speaking, the sealed Shui Ting Sword should be able to be stored in an ordinary Qiankun bag.
The middle-aged man looked at him with a meaningful look and said, "You'd better keep it in the original artifact. I guess it should be an artifact at the level of an immortal treasure."
Langxing's brows furrowed. He neither wanted to take out the Immortal Treasure Qiankun Bag nor lie. Although people could easily kill him and take away all the treasures, he still didn't want to take out the Qiankun Bag obediently.
Take it out, there is a difference between the Immortal Treasure and the Immortal Treasure. The Immortal Qiankun Bag is definitely worth more than the Yeju Tu. Who knows how this person will react when he sees the Immortal Treasure Qiankun Bag.
The middle-aged man snorted with a smile, obviously laughing at Lang Xing's petty attitude, "Forget it, you can stop it later, let's talk for a while."
Lang Xing said quickly, "Okay! I wonder what seniors have taught me."
The middle-aged man looked towards the other side of the magic circle and said, "What attracted me here was not you two, master and disciple, but that little girl with psychic eyes."
, I didn’t want to but accidentally discovered you, a person more talented than her."
Lang Xing was shocked. He didn't know how he found out that Shu Yan had spiritual eyes. This person really had unpredictable powers. Could it be that he was an enlightened immortal? Thinking about this, Lang Xing couldn't help but ask.
, "Are you a true immortal?"
The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "I am a person who doesn't want to become an immortal just like you."
"Then can you become an immortal?" Lang Xing stared at him and asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head noncommittally, "I don't want to take that step, so I don't know what the outcome will be after taking that step."
"You mean you can become an immortal at any time?" Lang Xing's heart was pounding. He didn't expect that he would meet a person standing in front of the immortal gate.
"That could also be destruction."
There was a chilling tone in the middle-aged man's voice that made Lang Xing shudder. He echoed, "Yes, I think so too, so I don't want to take that kind of risk."
The middle-aged man's eyes turned deep and he looked at him and said, "Then do you think this is a kind of self-aware wisdom or a kind of cowardice?"
Lang Xing replied almost without thinking, "I think it's because I'm reluctant to let go. There are still things that I can't let go of. There are things that are more important than becoming an immortal."
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, as if he disagreed with his statement.
Langxing said with absolute certainty, "It must be like this! If there is nothing to miss, then living will be meaningless. You must dare to take a gamble. Whether you become an immortal or die, it is better than wasting your days in boredom.
That’s what I think anyway.”
The middle-aged man did not continue the conversation on this topic, and instead said, "You are an anomaly in the world. Not only do you have powerful innate magical powers, but you have also learned two kinds of cultivation techniques. Not only are you a disciple of Qianxu Palace,
We have a deep connection with Puyunzhou cultivation world, am I right? Xuanshui Sword, Purple Sun Sword and your Taoist robe all come from Puyunzhou, right?"
This man actually knew the names of Xuan Shui Sword and Zi Sun Sword. Lang Xing admitted undeniably, "This junior is still the tenth generation disciple of Zi Xiao Palace."
The middle-aged man said calmly, "So you deserve to be killed."
Langxing's heart tightened, and his face changed accordingly. He had a good conversation and suddenly decided to kill someone. What kind of temper was this? He felt sad in his heart. The main reason was that he was too insignificant in the eyes of others. He wanted to kill him.
It was like killing a kitten or puppy, and all he could do was beg for mercy.
"Do you know why you should be killed?" the middle-aged man asked as if he was deliberately teasing.
"Because I am an anomaly." Lang Xing answered honestly.
"Why should oddballs be killed?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.
Langxing put away some of his begging expressions, his eyes flickered a few times and then said, "Anomalies may disturb the way of heaven. You don't want to become an immortal, so you have to find a way to ensure that this piece of heaven and earth is not destroyed. I don't know what I guess."
right."
The middle-aged man nodded approvingly and said, "The smarter you act, the more likely you are to be killed, but you still chose to tell the truth."
Lang Xing smiled bitterly and said, "I think it's useless to pretend to be stupid in front of you. If you want to kill me, I have no choice but to die obediently. But I really want to protect this world just like you, and I won't disturb it."
Tiandao, I can give you help. If you are worried, I can go with you, but I beg you not to make things difficult for my friends." When Lang Xing took Bai Xiang back, he saw a figure appearing outside Shui Ting Sword.
There was a light green halo, and the middle-aged man inspected the Shui Ting Sword within a short distance, but there was no reaction from the ferocious Tian Ting Spirit.
"I have banned this sword for you." After saying this, the middle-aged man passed a magic formula to Lang Xing.
"Thank you, senior." Lang Xing ignored Shui Tingjian, glanced at Bai Xiang and asked, "Senior, how do you plan to treat this young disciple?"
"It's similar to the method you want to use." After saying this, the middle-aged man stepped forward and pulled Bai Xiang over. Lang Xing stared at him with wide eyes. His body could no longer move. He didn't even know when he was sealed.
living.
The middle-aged man just pulled Bai Xiang and closed his eyes for a moment, then returned Bai Xiang to Lang Xing's hand. Only when Lang Xing grabbed Bai Xiang's arm did he realize that the seal on his body had been unknowingly removed again.
Untied, he didn't care about it, and hurriedly sent in spiritual power to explore Bai Xiang's Qi Mansion. Bai Xiang's Qi Mansion was wrapped in a milky white mist, which his spiritual power and consciousness could not penetrate.
The middle-aged man said calmly, "She still needs to cultivate for a month. After one month, the restriction I imposed will be automatically lifted. Before that, you'd better not do anything to disturb her."
"Then her Qi Mansion was repaired?" Lang Xing asked a little unconvinced, after all, the other party's "healing" method was too simple.
The middle-aged man did not answer the question directly, but said, "She can practice immediately after waking up, and the repaired Qi Palace is easier to expand than others. In other words, she can be stronger than the monks of the same level, but
This doesn't mean much to her. For someone who practices both techniques at the same time, it's easy to kill a monk who is one or two levels higher. I think you must be aware of that."
Lang Xing blinked his eyes twice, then bowed his head respectfully and said, "This junior has thanked my senior for his great kindness on behalf of my disciple."
The middle-aged man said expressionlessly, "You can repair her Qi Mansion without my help. I have long seen signs that her Qi Mansion was repaired with the power of thoughts. I am just giving you a favor."
Langxing's eyes were full of sincerity and he said, "Although this junior is working hard in this direction, I don't have much confidence that I can do it. Even if I can become a disciple, I will have to endure great pain. You are not just a favor, but it is a big deal for my master and disciple."
of kindness.”
The middle-aged man turned his eyes to Shui Tingjian and asked, "Aren't you going to put it away?"
Lang Xing looked at the Qiankun bag on his waist. Logically speaking, the sealed Shui Ting Sword should be able to be stored in an ordinary Qiankun bag.
The middle-aged man looked at him with a meaningful look and said, "You'd better keep it in the original artifact. I guess it should be an artifact at the level of an immortal treasure."
Langxing's brows furrowed. He neither wanted to take out the Immortal Treasure Qiankun Bag nor lie. Although people could easily kill him and take away all the treasures, he still didn't want to take out the Qiankun Bag obediently.
Take it out, there is a difference between the Immortal Treasure and the Immortal Treasure. The Immortal Qiankun Bag is definitely worth more than the Yeju Tu. Who knows how this person will react when he sees the Immortal Treasure Qiankun Bag.
The middle-aged man snorted with a smile, obviously laughing at Lang Xing's petty attitude, "Forget it, you can stop it later, let's talk for a while."
Lang Xing said quickly, "Okay! I wonder what seniors have taught me."
The middle-aged man looked towards the other side of the magic circle and said, "What attracted me here was not you two, master and disciple, but that little girl with psychic eyes."
, I didn’t want to but accidentally discovered you, a person more talented than her."
Lang Xing was shocked. He didn't know how he found out that Shu Yan had spiritual eyes. This person really had unpredictable powers. Could it be that he was an enlightened immortal? Thinking about this, Lang Xing couldn't help but ask.
, "Are you a true immortal?"
The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said, "I am a person who doesn't want to become an immortal just like you."
"Then can you become an immortal?" Lang Xing stared at him and asked.
The middle-aged man shook his head noncommittally, "I don't want to take that step, so I don't know what the outcome will be after taking that step."
"You mean you can become an immortal at any time?" Lang Xing's heart was pounding. He didn't expect that he would meet a person standing in front of the immortal gate.
"That could also be destruction."
There was a chilling tone in the middle-aged man's voice that made Lang Xing shudder. He echoed, "Yes, I think so too, so I don't want to take that kind of risk."
The middle-aged man's eyes turned deep and he looked at him and said, "Then do you think this is a kind of self-aware wisdom or a kind of cowardice?"
Lang Xing replied almost without thinking, "I think it's because I'm reluctant to let go. There are still things that I can't let go of. There are things that are more important than becoming an immortal."
The middle-aged man shook his head slightly, as if he disagreed with his statement.
Langxing said with absolute certainty, "It must be like this! If there is nothing to miss, then living will be meaningless. You must dare to take a gamble. Whether you become an immortal or die, it is better than wasting your days in boredom.
That’s what I think anyway.”
The middle-aged man did not continue the conversation on this topic, and instead said, "You are an anomaly in the world. Not only do you have powerful innate magical powers, but you have also learned two kinds of cultivation techniques. Not only are you a disciple of Qianxu Palace,
We have a deep connection with Puyunzhou cultivation world, am I right? Xuanshui Sword, Purple Sun Sword and your Taoist robe all come from Puyunzhou, right?"
This man actually knew the names of Xuan Shui Sword and Zi Sun Sword. Lang Xing admitted undeniably, "This junior is still the tenth generation disciple of Zi Xiao Palace."
The middle-aged man said calmly, "So you deserve to be killed."
Langxing's heart tightened, and his face changed accordingly. He had a good conversation and suddenly decided to kill someone. What kind of temper was this? He felt sad in his heart. The main reason was that he was too insignificant in the eyes of others. He wanted to kill him.
It was like killing a kitten or puppy, and all he could do was beg for mercy.
"Do you know why you should be killed?" the middle-aged man asked as if he was deliberately teasing.
"Because I am an anomaly." Lang Xing answered honestly.
"Why should oddballs be killed?" the middle-aged man continued to ask.
Langxing put away some of his begging expressions, his eyes flickered a few times and then said, "Anomalies may disturb the way of heaven. You don't want to become an immortal, so you have to find a way to ensure that this piece of heaven and earth is not destroyed. I don't know what I guess."
right."
The middle-aged man nodded approvingly and said, "The smarter you act, the more likely you are to be killed, but you still chose to tell the truth."
Lang Xing smiled bitterly and said, "I think it's useless to pretend to be stupid in front of you. If you want to kill me, I have no choice but to die obediently. But I really want to protect this world just like you, and I won't disturb it."
Chapter completed!