Chapter 1115： You drank too much

"Brother! What's the matter?"

The ancient forest of Jianshan is filled with mist.

Ling Tian looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously, and at this moment he could feel that his brother's mood seemed a little serious.

"What's the matter? This Jun Mo Wu?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly and looked at Ling Tian coldly.

"Brother! Mo Wu's life experience is very pitiful. His father used to have the same fame as the master of the sword, but the one who can be repaired is the magic sword. He was killed in the far north by the monk town of the Holy Land of Brahma. It is said that... his old age was very miserable."

"Oh? Is this miserable?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, but he had some guesses in his heart.

Judging from the story of this woman, it is likely that she will kill Buddhism in the future.

However, there is a Buddha in the west, which is far more terrifying than her luck.

Therefore, according to the development of the plot, it is likely that Ling Tian will avenge her in the end.

It's probably the same as the confidant's misfortune.

"This woman is not right, you'd better stay away from her."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and looked at Ling Tian up and down, "Do you have any breakthroughs in your kendo recently?"

"Incorrect mind? Ah? Ah! Brother! I got the inheritance of a senior sword immortal in the sword mound, named Three Thousand Sword Bone."

"Three thousand sword bones?!"

Ling Xiao raised his brows lightly, and the evil in his eyes flashed away.

As we all know, this sword bone is a sacred object for sword repair and is uniquely endowed by nature.

Some people are born with sword bones, and Dao Yun is natural, and some people use swords to prove the way and cast sword bones.

But no matter which way it is, a piece of sword bone is the ultimate talent of this immortal way.

Three thousand sword bones?

Well, just thinking about it is enough for a sword!

what can I say? You deserve it, brother!

Others are exhausted, go through endless killings and swordsmanship, and they may not be able to condense a piece of sword bone.

If you and his mua get an inheritance, you can forge three thousand sword bones?

Also, although this sword tomb inheritance cannot be compared with the Taigu Ling clan, it has been passed on for tens of thousands of years at any rate. There are countless talented people, but it turns out that you have this sword immortal inheritance as soon as you come?

Well, luck!

Are you familiar with this routine?

The starting talent was extremely talented, and he was forcibly dug into the sea of ​​pill, and was turned into waste overnight, and was ridiculed. As a result, the sword body was accidentally awakened, and he rose against the sky. The name of the sword fairy crushes a generation.

But, how can you borrow this sword immortal inheritance to observe it?

"Yes! My brother Ling Tian, ​​looks like a sword fairy!"

"Brother...Since I have cultivated these three thousand sword bones, I always feel that the devil in my body has been suppressed! Or... you practice some too, maybe it will help you!"

Just as Ling Xiao sighed lightly, Ling Tian suddenly opened his mouth and smiled.

"Oh? Can you suppress the devil?"

Ling Xiao's eyes condensed slightly, pretending to be surprised, but Ling Tian immediately smiled and nodded, the soul light in his eyes flickered, and he fell straight into the Lingxiao Soul Sea.

"Om!"

The buzzing sounded, and Ling Xiao suddenly appeared in front of Ling Xiao's eyes.

Three thousand sword bones, kill all the immortals!

Although Ling Xiao had merged the four demon bones, his body was invincible of his peers, this sword bone cultivation was only the icing on the cake.

But, who would care if his body is strong...big?

"Brother, your current state..."

The fighting spirit in Ling Tian's eyes was awe-inspiring, and even Jianhui seemed to be ups and downs all over his body.

And Ling Xiao just smiled and shook his head, "I give you time to catch up, not to make you arrogant. With your strength, Xiang Tian is still inferior to Xiang Tian. Is it possible that you think I am inferior to him?"

"Brother! I didn't mean that..."

Ling Tian panicked and lowered his head, his expression full of guilt.

Ling Xiao patted him on the shoulder and whispered, "I have an ancient sword that fell in this sword grave. You can help me find it if you have time."

"A piece of ancient sword? It fell on the sword grave?"

Ling Tian's face was taken aback, but he saw that Ling Xiao had turned and stepped towards the horizon, "Wei Young, go."

"Yes, son!"

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao didn't look at the sky. At this time, he thought, this contemporary sword idiot had luck, and that divine sword was probably in his hands.

As long as the opportunity is right, Ling Xiao will fight him "fairly" and prove the first person in Qing Cang Sword Dao.

At that time, Jian Tomb's luck was only on Ling Tian.

No matter how much Long Yuan Sword Master hesitates, this generation, he can only teach Ling Tian with all his heart.

As for the secrets hidden in this sword grave, most of them will fall into the hands of this cheap brother.

It's dangerous or something, of course, who is lucky, who is it? What are we?

We are the villain, of course we must protect ourselves!

Anyway, in the end Ling Tian would obediently share the good fortune.

understand?

Like this kind of strong template, most of the good fortune encountered are nine days unique. At the beginning, Ling Xiao worked hard to make him surrender, just to share for him the uncontrollable opportunities of his age!

As for Jun Mo Wu, her cultivation base is still low now, so let's ask her to practice for some time.

When her luck is at its peak, Ling Xiao will personally send her a great fortune.

"Just left?"

Until the two of them walked away, Jun Mowu's figure appeared beside Ling Tian at some point, with a look of aggrieved expression on Qiao's face, "Junior Brother Ling Tian, ​​I didn't expect you to be a member of the Primordial Ling Clan!"

Her blood feud is in the Buddha Land in the West.

But with her alone, it is impossible to contend with the Buddha.

Therefore, she approached Ling Tian and tried to form a Taoist companion with him, so that she could rely on him.

What kind of childhood sweetheart, the fairy sage fell in love with Young Master Waste Chai, in this fairy way, if you have a little brain, what you value is always interest.

Regardless of the decent villains, they are just the one who fought for the passage of the heavens.

The only difference is that the villain’s evil is on the surface, while the righteous people like to hide this evil under the light.

"I'm not."

Ling Tian shook his head, his face had already returned to his former indifference.

Facing everyone's eyes at this time, he didn't feel any guilty conscience.

"Not yet! Isn't Young Master Ling Xiao your brother?"

Jun Mowu said bitterly, "Little Junior Brother, don't keep a low profile!"

"I have nothing to do with the Ling clan. My Ling is my brother's Ling, not the Ling clan's."

Ling Tian took a deep look at Jun Mowu, then turned and walked towards the back mountain.

Hearing this, the faces of the Jianzhong disciples suddenly appeared a touch of doubt.

Brother Ling?

Is it possible that this Ling Tian was actually just a slave accepted by Young Master Ling Xiao, and was given the surname Ling, otherwise, who would dare to put the word Ling in the surname?

Seeing the figure walking away, a trace of loss flashed across Jun Mowu's face inexplicably.

But after another thought, she was a little relieved.

Although Ling Tian is not a member of the Ling clan, he can be an enemy of Buddhism in the future, so Young Master Ling Xiao will naturally not sit idly by.

In this way, there is a glimmer of hope for her **** hatred!

The whole Jianshan was silent.

A complex color flashed on the faces of all Jianzhong disciples.

Many swordsmen are proud, but today Ling Xiao has a sword and two fingers, but the sword hearts they cast are shaking.

Especially Xiang Tian, ​​who is known as the first person in contemporary kendo, there is also purple light in his eyes at this time.

There is only one sword fairy in an era.

He originally thought that Ling Tian might be the biggest obstacle to his sword path.

But now it seems that this young Ling clan master may be his enemy in this life.

It has nothing to do with grievances, but for a...invincible sword heart!

With a Zichen sword in his hand, no one in the world faces it.

Young Master Ling Xiao, you and me... there will be a battle at last!

"My son! The white-haired boy just now is really your brother?"

Above the blue sky, a golden lion passed across the sky, and the mighty dragon frightened all souls.

Ling Xiao sat on the side and headed in the direction of God's Battlefield.

"Um!"

Facing Xuanyuan Weiyang's doubts, Ling Xiao nodded lightly and took a sip of the fairy brew in his hand.

This trip to the four dynasties was quite fruitful.

Not only Chen Qingshan has awakened the body of the Underworld, but Ling Tian is also artificially immortal.

The two of them today, although they are only ants repairing bases, but...in a hundred years, they will definitely become the sharpest blades in Ling Xiao's hands.

The Daotian Academy is about to open, and Ling Xiao should also practice for a few days with peace of mind from the Hui people, in order to map the sealed demon bone.

Yang Yuan, don't let me down.

A smile appeared inexplicably on Ling Xiao's face, and he stretched out his hand to embrace Xuanyuan Weiyang in his arms, staring into the sky.

Feeling Ling Xiao's sudden move, Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face suddenly blushed, but surprisingly did not struggle.

"My son...you drank too much..."