Chapter 445 Lingbao Immortal Pavilion Contemporary Pavilion Master
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Zi Ling Feng Xue
This is also the first step of many great world talents, and it is also one of the reasons why their lifespan is delayed, and it is also one of the outrageous manifestations of their combat power when they reach the Dao stage.
It can be said that...
Once you enter Hedao, it is as deep as the sea, and you will eat Xihuaxiantai from then on.
Knock on the road outside the Qingtian Gate and step into the early stage of the road to longevity.
This is also the helpless lament of ordinary Taoist monks towards these great arrogances, with a sense of self-deprecation and sadness.
The Mahayana period is not something that can be broken through if you want to break through. Most of the Taoist cultivators stop here.
Xiao Chi took a deep breath. In the battlefield of the realm, Brother Xun's terrifying ghostly shadow of death, and Sister He's majestic presence in the tree world, were all Dharma signs.
Only Brother Niu, it has never revealed its strength, and it is Brother Xun who stands in front of it.
However, judging from the situation, it has to believe in the fact that maybe Brother Niu's real combat power is stronger than Brother Xun's, and it is absolutely impossible for him to have no appearance.
Now this family is the only one where he has not yet condensed the dharma form in the stage of transforming gods, so it must not be held back, not going out of the dharma form, not entering the refining void!
When it thought of this place, its eyes fixed, and its whole body exuded a fierce aura, and even its claws stretched a bit. The flame red ancient lion is by no means an ordinary spirit beast!
Ho Ho~~~
Xiao Chi held his head high, raised his head to the sky and let out a howl, which made the whole forest tremble, echoing with its roar.
At this time, a huge power of consciousness gushed out from its body, like a violent storm, blowing up the leaves and gravel in the forest.
Its figure began to twist and deform, and turned into a red light in an instant, soaring into the sky from the entrance of the cave.
All these belongings have been buried, and there is no need to stay here.
It is going to build a lair in other places, the ten dens of lions, the first lions are honest and do not deceive me, and only by living can they become stronger.
When the Big Hei Niu activated all the formations, Wugou Xianling was completely turned into a land of masters, and several figures of monitors even appeared secretly on the periphery, deterring all Xiaoxiao.
The three major cultivation holy places on Lichen Island are also gone. Second, Lichen Immortal Palace will no longer sell Wugou Xianling, indicating that it has been bought.
As soon as this news came out, many upper-level monks on Lichen Island received the news one after another, and their eyelids twitched slightly.
50 billion middle-grade spirit stones are actually bought by someone, no matter how you look at it, it is not worthwhile.
Because of this, they talked a lot, secretly guessing who bought this real estate, and they must not be offended.
He didn't even dare to investigate secretly, for fear of offending some taboo.
This kind of consumption is too wild, maybe it is the son of a rich family.
They travel with a large number of people, Hedao Zhenjun is willing to protect the way for such people, if they take this route, the road will be widened.
This kind of big real estate, Lichen Immortal Palace will naturally not hate the gold master. Chen Xun and the others have not disclosed any news, and the secrecy is quite strict, unless you don't want to hang around in the Immortal Palace.
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Lingbao Fairy Pavilion, the seventh floor.
Here is surrounded by mountains and rivers, full of aura, at this time two figures appeared in a pavilion.
One of them was Yunjin. He bowed his head and cupped his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked forward, with a strong respect and... a trace of fear in his eyes.
In front of him was a middle-aged man with a majestic aura. He was tall and straight, like a mountain, with broad shoulders and a tall waist exuding a calm aura.
His face has deep lines, exuding a somewhat mature and calm feeling, giving people an elusive sense of mystery.
And this middle-aged man is Lichen Island, the current Pavilion Master of Lingbao Immortal Pavilion, Lu Chuan, in the middle stage of Hedao!
With his back to Yunjin, he was dressed plainly, but there was an extraordinary demeanor in his clothes, as if every detail on his body was telling his path of cultivation.
"These years have been done very well, and the name of Yunjin is enough for this pavilion master to remember."
Lu Chuan's words were calm and powerful, and every sentence seemed to carry a majesty that no one could ignore, and people couldn't help admiring him.
"Thank you for the cultivation of the Pavilion Master these years!" Yunjin's words were neither humble nor overbearing, but the rhythm of breathing seemed to have become a little disordered, and it seemed that his heart was not at peace.
The name of Lu Chuan, who has been in the Lingbao Fairy Pavilion for many years, has long been heard. He was born as an ordinary person, and he entered the wilderness alone with a sword.
In just 50 years, with blood on his clothes, he brought back a favorite item casually mentioned by an elder of the Lingbao Fairy Pavilion in the Southern Region Continent.
Also because of this, he has skyrocketed since then, and he is far inferior in terms of character and decisiveness in dealing with problems, and he is also someone I respect in my heart.
"But what you did..."
Lu Chuan seemed to be pondering, paused at this point, and then continued, "It may cause some losses to the Duolingbao Immortal Pavilion, and I know your concerns, but such things in the future are unnecessary."
Yunjin opened his eyes slightly, and lowered his head a little more: "Master, this junior is guilty."
He's doing these things that seem clever, but they just don't get the attention of those in power.
It is more than enough to deceive those in charge, but the master of the fairy pavilion is a man with good hands and eyes, so it is difficult to hide it.
Especially in the past 500 years, if such a large number of transactions have not attracted attention, then there is a ghost!
Lu Chuan gently raised his hand, expressing that he didn't care: "This is your own ability, I will not suppress you, and I am also very optimistic about you."
Yunjin's eyes were fixed, and his expression was a little excited. This was also one of his goals, to really let them see it, instead of going through the hands of those in charge!
"Trash Island, I have sent people there for the first 100 years."
"Master?!"
"Don't worry, I didn't embarrass them, I just went to have a look, don't be nervous."
Lu Chuan's voice has always been calm, without any ups and downs, "However, I'm a little curious about their decomposition power. I wonder if it can be used by the Lingbao Fairy Pavilion?"
"Pavilion master... I and that senior are only in a cooperative relationship." Yunjin's complexion was a little ugly, and the matter seemed to be exposed a bit too early, "I am not the master who can do anything."
Lu Chuan turned around slowly, his face was solemn and solemn, and his features were well-defined.
In particular, the nose was straight and proud, and the lips were tightly closed, which gave people a feeling of seriousness, and Yunjin didn't dare to look at him at all.
"But do you know the soul-raising and weeping spirit family?"
"The juniors don't know..."
Thoughts in Yunjin's mind flowed quickly, and now he couldn't understand the pavilion master's meaning at all. He replied cautiously, "I only know that they are immortal slaves."
"Well, there are tens of thousands of people in their family on the garbage island, and there are some problems."
Lu Chuan nodded, his eyes were calm and deep, "I have even been approached by the owners of several fairy pavilions, and they all expressed their interest in Garbage Island."
At this moment, Yunjin's heart sank and he finally understood, he suddenly raised his head, with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.
In just a few hundred years, the business of hundreds of billions of middle-grade spirit stones has finally touched the interests of some people. The amount is too large, and it is beyond their tolerance.
He didn't dare to speak, and could only look at the person he admired most in his heart.
It can be said that...
Once you enter Hedao, it is as deep as the sea, and you will eat Xihuaxiantai from then on.
Knock on the road outside the Qingtian Gate and step into the early stage of the road to longevity.
This is also the helpless lament of ordinary Taoist monks towards these great arrogances, with a sense of self-deprecation and sadness.
The Mahayana period is not something that can be broken through if you want to break through. Most of the Taoist cultivators stop here.
Xiao Chi took a deep breath. In the battlefield of the realm, Brother Xun's terrifying ghostly shadow of death, and Sister He's majestic presence in the tree world, were all Dharma signs.
Only Brother Niu, it has never revealed its strength, and it is Brother Xun who stands in front of it.
However, judging from the situation, it has to believe in the fact that maybe Brother Niu's real combat power is stronger than Brother Xun's, and it is absolutely impossible for him to have no appearance.
Now this family is the only one where he has not yet condensed the dharma form in the stage of transforming gods, so it must not be held back, not going out of the dharma form, not entering the refining void!
When it thought of this place, its eyes fixed, and its whole body exuded a fierce aura, and even its claws stretched a bit. The flame red ancient lion is by no means an ordinary spirit beast!
Ho Ho~~~
Xiao Chi held his head high, raised his head to the sky and let out a howl, which made the whole forest tremble, echoing with its roar.
At this time, a huge power of consciousness gushed out from its body, like a violent storm, blowing up the leaves and gravel in the forest.
Its figure began to twist and deform, and turned into a red light in an instant, soaring into the sky from the entrance of the cave.
All these belongings have been buried, and there is no need to stay here.
It is going to build a lair in other places, the ten dens of lions, the first lions are honest and do not deceive me, and only by living can they become stronger.
When the Big Hei Niu activated all the formations, Wugou Xianling was completely turned into a land of masters, and several figures of monitors even appeared secretly on the periphery, deterring all Xiaoxiao.
The three major cultivation holy places on Lichen Island are also gone. Second, Lichen Immortal Palace will no longer sell Wugou Xianling, indicating that it has been bought.
As soon as this news came out, many upper-level monks on Lichen Island received the news one after another, and their eyelids twitched slightly.
50 billion middle-grade spirit stones are actually bought by someone, no matter how you look at it, it is not worthwhile.
Because of this, they talked a lot, secretly guessing who bought this real estate, and they must not be offended.
He didn't even dare to investigate secretly, for fear of offending some taboo.
This kind of consumption is too wild, maybe it is the son of a rich family.
They travel with a large number of people, Hedao Zhenjun is willing to protect the way for such people, if they take this route, the road will be widened.
This kind of big real estate, Lichen Immortal Palace will naturally not hate the gold master. Chen Xun and the others have not disclosed any news, and the secrecy is quite strict, unless you don't want to hang around in the Immortal Palace.
……
Lingbao Fairy Pavilion, the seventh floor.
Here is surrounded by mountains and rivers, full of aura, at this time two figures appeared in a pavilion.
One of them was Yunjin. He bowed his head and cupped his hands, raised his eyebrows slightly and looked forward, with a strong respect and... a trace of fear in his eyes.
In front of him was a middle-aged man with a majestic aura. He was tall and straight, like a mountain, with broad shoulders and a tall waist exuding a calm aura.
His face has deep lines, exuding a somewhat mature and calm feeling, giving people an elusive sense of mystery.
And this middle-aged man is Lichen Island, the current Pavilion Master of Lingbao Immortal Pavilion, Lu Chuan, in the middle stage of Hedao!
With his back to Yunjin, he was dressed plainly, but there was an extraordinary demeanor in his clothes, as if every detail on his body was telling his path of cultivation.
"These years have been done very well, and the name of Yunjin is enough for this pavilion master to remember."
Lu Chuan's words were calm and powerful, and every sentence seemed to carry a majesty that no one could ignore, and people couldn't help admiring him.
"Thank you for the cultivation of the Pavilion Master these years!" Yunjin's words were neither humble nor overbearing, but the rhythm of breathing seemed to have become a little disordered, and it seemed that his heart was not at peace.
The name of Lu Chuan, who has been in the Lingbao Fairy Pavilion for many years, has long been heard. He was born as an ordinary person, and he entered the wilderness alone with a sword.
In just 50 years, with blood on his clothes, he brought back a favorite item casually mentioned by an elder of the Lingbao Fairy Pavilion in the Southern Region Continent.
Also because of this, he has skyrocketed since then, and he is far inferior in terms of character and decisiveness in dealing with problems, and he is also someone I respect in my heart.
"But what you did..."
Lu Chuan seemed to be pondering, paused at this point, and then continued, "It may cause some losses to the Duolingbao Immortal Pavilion, and I know your concerns, but such things in the future are unnecessary."
Yunjin opened his eyes slightly, and lowered his head a little more: "Master, this junior is guilty."
He's doing these things that seem clever, but they just don't get the attention of those in power.
It is more than enough to deceive those in charge, but the master of the fairy pavilion is a man with good hands and eyes, so it is difficult to hide it.
Especially in the past 500 years, if such a large number of transactions have not attracted attention, then there is a ghost!
Lu Chuan gently raised his hand, expressing that he didn't care: "This is your own ability, I will not suppress you, and I am also very optimistic about you."
Yunjin's eyes were fixed, and his expression was a little excited. This was also one of his goals, to really let them see it, instead of going through the hands of those in charge!
"Trash Island, I have sent people there for the first 100 years."
"Master?!"
"Don't worry, I didn't embarrass them, I just went to have a look, don't be nervous."
Lu Chuan's voice has always been calm, without any ups and downs, "However, I'm a little curious about their decomposition power. I wonder if it can be used by the Lingbao Fairy Pavilion?"
"Pavilion master... I and that senior are only in a cooperative relationship." Yunjin's complexion was a little ugly, and the matter seemed to be exposed a bit too early, "I am not the master who can do anything."
Lu Chuan turned around slowly, his face was solemn and solemn, and his features were well-defined.
In particular, the nose was straight and proud, and the lips were tightly closed, which gave people a feeling of seriousness, and Yunjin didn't dare to look at him at all.
"But do you know the soul-raising and weeping spirit family?"
"The juniors don't know..."
Thoughts in Yunjin's mind flowed quickly, and now he couldn't understand the pavilion master's meaning at all. He replied cautiously, "I only know that they are immortal slaves."
"Well, there are tens of thousands of people in their family on the garbage island, and there are some problems."
Lu Chuan nodded, his eyes were calm and deep, "I have even been approached by the owners of several fairy pavilions, and they all expressed their interest in Garbage Island."
At this moment, Yunjin's heart sank and he finally understood, he suddenly raised his head, with an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.
In just a few hundred years, the business of hundreds of billions of middle-grade spirit stones has finally touched the interests of some people. The amount is too large, and it is beyond their tolerance.
He didn't dare to speak, and could only look at the person he admired most in his heart.
