"What?" Elder Luo pinned all his hope on Ling Chuxi. He was shocked and asked, "master Ling, even your alchemy can't be refined into Shensui pill, even the lowest Shensui pill can't be refined?"

In his mind, Ling Chuxi could refine a large number of other special divine level miraculous elixirs. Then he asked to lower the level and refine a lower level Shensui pill. He didn't know that Ling Chuxi was pouring down a bucket of cold water.

"Yes, I have studied the Shenyuan pill, and it is too profound and mysterious for me to match." Ling Linxi's words do not mean a bit of humility, it is completely from the heart.

"What about that, what about that?" Luoyun mountain is no longer relaxed and anxious like ants on a hot pot.

"Elder Luo, I don't know what kind of skills the founder practiced. If I could understand it, I might be able to figure out his alchemy techniques. It's not certain that he can refine the ecstasy marrow pill." Ling Chuxi said. It was the best she could think of.

"The ancestor's surname is Li, and his single name is proud. We all call him the founder of Li Ao. He is also practicing both martial arts. His skill is called Ziyun Jianxin. It happens that I am also practicing. I can give it to you later. " Luoyun mountain was bright in front of his eyes, but he was gloomy when he said, "the magic he practiced is called ice falling on the earth, but it is in the hands of fazong."

He didn't go on with the latter words, but everyone knows that yesterday elder Liang had just suffered a dull loss. He lost his face and lost his lining. If he came to ask for it now, he would not give it, but he would certainly take the opportunity to humiliate Luoyun mountain and recover his face of yesterday.

"It's a bit of a problem." Ling Chuxi said with some embarrassment. Then she knew that the name of the founder of shenyuanzong was Li Ao.

Several other elder Dharma protectors are also embarrassed and don't know what to do.

"Well, even if I knew that the old man would make trouble, I would try it. For the sake of Wu Zong's life and death, I don't want this old face." Luo Yun Shan bit his teeth and said.

"Or I'll go. My family and Liang's are friends. Although we have different ideas and separate ways, we still have some old feelings. Maybe he will give me this face." Yu said hesitantly.

"Forget it, old man Liang is determined to find some scenes in me. It's no use going there. Why do you have to accept his cowardice?" Luoyun mountain waved his hand and went out.

"Why are you here again?" Just walked to the door, Luoyun mountain stopped and said in surprise.

Ling Chuxi and others took a look, and they saw the old face of Liang Chang, who was smiling so much that he was even more surprised than Luoyun mountain.

Originally, LUOYUNSHAN didn't even want his old face. He was about to go to him. He even took the initiative and looked at the constipation expression. It was even more painful than yesterday.

"I don't want to talk much about it. Give me the Juxing sword of Wuzong. You can just ask me what conditions you want." Elder Liang said to the point.

"Old man Liang, are you ok? The Xiyuan sword is too big and heavy, even our disciples of Wuzong can't use it freely. What do you do with it?" Luoyun mountain was so surprised that he even forgot that he had asked elder Liang to bow down to ask for Dharma cultivation. He was puzzled and said.

"If you are willing to give, you can make a condition. If you are not willing to do so, you can do it." Elder Liang's face was gloomy and said as if he had been killed for eight generations.

Ling Chuxi felt a little strange. Although Feng Shui turns, it's a coincidence. When she has a need, feng shui will turn, and it will come when there is drowsiness. The pillow is too clever. It was as if someone was helping her!

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