Chapter 1320 The Twelve States of Sky Cloud Mo Xuesong

Chapter 1320 The Twelve States of Sky Cloud Mo Xuesong

All kinds of thoughts turned around in his mind, but Lin Xuan's face showed no signs of change. The female cultivator named "Lan'er" led the way, and flew towards Xueying Pavilion in a slow but urgent manner.

No matter what, let's achieve the purpose of my trip first. As for why Fairy Ruyan came here, I can only act in camera.

Thinking so in his heart, after about half a cup of tea, a crystal clear building appeared in front of Lin Xuan's eyes.

It was a huge attic with a magnificent momentum, but it was suspended in mid-air.

"Senior, it's here." Lan'er opened her cherry lips slightly, and said in a low voice and respect.

Lin Xuan nodded, turned around and flew towards the luxurious and beautiful building.

The gate is seven to eight feet high, and the surface is shimmering with spiritual light. For such an extraordinary building, a lesser cultivator would most likely be distracted by it, and would appear embarrassed.

However, Lin Xuan's knowledge is so extensive that he has even been to King Ashura's residence. Although the Xueying Pavilion is not weak, it is nothing in his eyes.

With a creaking sound, the door opened slowly by itself. Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. Behind the door, he saw a man in his forties.

Wearing a Confucian robe, with long hair that reaches his waist, he looks a bit wild and unruly.

The imposing manner is not weak, he is actually a cultivator of the Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen, with every move, he has the bearing of a superior person, but his eyes are blind.

"I don't know where Brother Li's fairyland is, but Mo Xuesong, the great elder of Xiatian Qiaomen, is polite here." The Confucian scholar clasped his fists together. Although his eyes were invisible, it had no effect on the cultivators. Lin Xuan swept across, revealing a hint of surprise.

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Mo, who has been admiring him for a long time. Li has no family or sect, and is just a casual cultivator." Lin Xuan returned the gift and said calmly.

Although he also knows that it is strange that the other party will believe such a statement, but what does it matter, the world of cultivating immortals is not only the weak and the strong, but also there are countless things about falsehoods and snakes. He came here by himself just to buy things. Get to the bottom of it.

Sure enough, Mo Xuesong laughed loudly: "As a casual cultivator, it's really amazing to be able to advance to the late stage of Nascent Soul, please."

After saying this, he cupped his hands at Lin Xuan, then turned around and flew into the hall.

Lin Xuan didn't hesitate, his whole body grew green, and he followed in.

Only the foundation-building girl named Lan'er was left in place.

Looking at Lin Xuan's back, the woman sighed faintly. She didn't dare to break into Xueying Pavilion, so she had to fly back in a little silence.

Besides, after Lin Xuan entered the hall, he passed through a snow-white light curtain, and the scene in front of him was suddenly different.

Where is it still in some pavilions and palaces.

Green mountains, green water, and even an eye-catching waterfall in front of you, surrounded by dense aura.

Lin Xuan's expression moved, but he didn't show much surprise. He had seen this kind of situation more than once. Although it was considered a big deal, it was nothing special for some huge forces.

"Hehe, I made you laugh. This is the old man's place of cultivation." Mo Xuesong said slowly. Judging from his appearance, he is only middle-aged, but as an old monster at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he is always a few hundred years old. Yes, there is nothing wrong with calling yourself an old man.

"Hehe, you are welcome, fellow Daoist Mo, this place is indeed a paradise." Lin Xuan looked at the waterfall in the distance, and said thoughtfully.

Then the two came to a gazebo under a mountain.

Sitting opposite each other, a maid served tea and fruits.

This girl has a beautiful face, and she looks to be only seventeen or eighteen years old. The spiritual pressure on her body is faint, and she seems to be just a young immortal cultivator in the spiritual stage.

However, Lin Xuan's eyes swept over her, but his face showed a bit of surprise.

"Hehe, fellow daoist's eyes are as bright as a torch. It seems that you have discovered the mystery." Mo Xuesong's laughter came to his ears, and he seemed extremely hearty.

"Li has no research on puppet art, but he has a lot of experience in making utensils. These two miscellaneous studies are quite similar among the arts of cultivating immortals."

Lin Xuan took a vermilion fruit from the table and put it in his mouth. This kind of spiritual fruit is a treasure that can be encountered but not sought after for the cultivators of the foundation period. Appetite.

"Yes, this woman is just a puppet made by the old man in my spare time. Although except for people with strong spiritual sense like you and me, she can almost confuse the real one with the real one, but her supernatural power is very weak. Apart from serving tea, she doesn't have much use .”

"It's not bad to be able to serve tea and pour water." Lin Xuan said disapprovingly.

"Oh, fellow daoist, if you like it, then I will give you this puppet, and the old man will wipe off the mark on her body in a while." Mo Xuesong is naturally not stingy with a mere puppet in the agile stage. He came to Lin Xuan to discuss big business .

"Then thank you fellow daoist." Lin Xuan didn't refuse. Of course, his face was not in any danger. With their cultivation level, a small puppet in the nimble stage is really nothing.

"I heard from Junior Sister Xue that fellow daoists came to our school all the way to buy Nascent Soul puppets. In addition, fellow daoists are also very interested in Jingwei cannons." Mo Xuesong raised his head and paused word by word. When he opened his mouth, this person had a straightforward personality, and he didn't flirt with Lin Xuan, and directly pointed out his purpose for coming here.

"That's right." Although Lin Xuan was a little surprised, he nodded without hesitation: "Li really wants to buy these two treasures from your faction."

"Oh, fellow Daoist is clear, whether it's a puppet in the Nascent Soul stage or a Jingwei cannon, according to the school's rules, our sect doesn't sell them."

"Fairy Qiaoyun once said that everything can be changed, otherwise fellow Taoist wouldn't invite Li to come here." Lin Xuan took a sip of tea and said nonchalantly.

"Hehe, Brother Li is quick to speak. Seeing that you look confident, Mo is a little curious. What kind of treasure are you planning to exchange with this servant? Forgive me for the ugly words. I know that Brother Li is a big monk and has a lot of money. Yiji, but our sect does not lack crystal stones, and as for the magic weapon, even if it is a top-level object, it cannot be exchanged for the Nascent Soul stage puppets and Jingwei cannon."

"Of course this Li is clear." After hearing what the other party said, Lin Xuan still didn't show any strangeness on his face. If there are enough crystals, he can buy these two treasures, and he doesn't have to spend nine million for them. It's a good idea.

After saying this, Lin Xuan flicked his sleeve robe, a blue light flashed, and there was an extra brocade box on the table in front of him.

The brocade box was about a foot long and about a foot wide. It looked extremely simple, and there were a few taboo talismans pasted on the surface, and there were many weird patterns on the lid.

"What is this?" Mo Xuesong swept over with his consciousness, but was bounced back by the restriction on the brocade box, and he couldn't help but speak a little moved.

PS: It has been many days recently, and I only went to bed after 12 o'clock, my head was dizzy, and the code word speed was super slow, but don't worry, there will still be 3000 at night.