Chapter 1115 You Drank Too Much

"Brother! What's the matter?"

In the ancient forest of Jianshan Mountain, mist overflows.

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

"What's going on? This Jun Mowu?"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and looked at Ling Tian coldly.

"Brother! Mo Wu's life experience is very pitiful. His father was once as famous as the sword master, but he could cultivate the magic sword. He was suppressed and killed in the extreme north by the eminent monks of Brahma Holy Land. It is said that... his old age was very miserable."

"Oh? Is this miserable?"

Ling Xiao shook his head, but there was some speculation in his heart.

Judging from the plot of this woman, it is likely that she will kill the Buddhist sect in the future.

However, there is a Buddhist disciple in the West Pole, whose luck is much more terrifying than hers.

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

Beauty is a disaster, that's probably the case.

"This woman has a wicked heart, you'd better stay away from her."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, and looked Ling Tian up and down, "Have you made a breakthrough in your swordsmanship recently?"

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

"Three thousand sword bones?!"

Ling Xiao frowned slightly, and the evil in his eyes flashed away.

As we all know, this sword bone is a sacred object of sword repair, and it is uniquely blessed.

Some people are born with sword bones, and Tao rhymes are formed naturally, while others use swords to prove Tao and forge sword bones.

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

Three thousand sword bones?

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

what can I say? As expected of you, brother!

Others have worked tirelessly, experienced endless killings, and their sword energy penetrated their bodies, so they may not be able to condense a single sword bone.

&nua Can cast three thousand sword bones with one inheritance?

Also, although this Sword Tomb inheritance cannot be compared with that of the Primordial Ling Clan, it has been passed on for tens of thousands of years, and there are countless people who are astounded by talent, but why, you got this Sword Immortal inheritance when you came here?

Well, luck! !

Are you familiar with this routine?

At the beginning of the game, he was extremely talented, but he was forcibly dug into the sea of ​​pills by his descendants, and he was reduced to waste overnight. The name of Sword Immortal crushes a generation.

But, how can we quietly borrow this sword fairy inheritance to observe it?

"Not bad! My younger brother Ling Tian has the appearance of a sword fairy!"

"Brother...Ever since I practiced these three thousand sword bones, I always feel that the magic in my body has been suppressed! Or...you should practice it too, maybe it will help you!"

Just when Ling Xiao sighed softly, Ling Tian suddenly opened his mouth and laughed.

"Oh? It can suppress magic?"

Ling Xiao's eyes narrowed slightly, pretending to be surprised, but Ling Tian immediately nodded with a smile, his eyes flickered with soul light, and fell straight into Ling Xiao's soul sea.

"Buzz!"

The buzzing rang through, and Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly appeared with golden light fairy scripts.

Three thousand sword bones, kill all the immortals and demons!

Although Ling Xiao has already fused four demon bones, and his physical body is invincible among his peers, this sword bone training is just the icing on the cake.

&nua would mind if the body is strong...big?

"Brother, your current state..."

There was a fighting spirit in Ling Tian's eyes, and even his whole body seemed to have a sword glow.

But Ling Xiao just shook his head with a smile, "I gave you time to catch up, not to make you arrogant. With your strength, you can't even match Xiangtian. Do you think I'm not as good as him?"

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

Ling Tian lowered his head in panic, his expression full of guilt.

But Ling Xiao patted him on the shoulder, and said softly, "I have a piece of ancient sword, which fell in this sword mound. If you have time, help me find it."

"An ancient sword? It fell in the sword mound?"

Ling Tian was stunned for a moment, but he saw that Ling Xiao had turned around and stepped towards the sky, "Wei Young, let's go."

"Yes, son!"

From the beginning to the end, Ling Xiao didn't even look at the sky. At this moment, when he thought about it, this contemporary sword idiot had luck by his side, so the divine sword was probably in his hands.

And as long as the opportunity is right, Ling Xiao will fight him "fairly" and prove Qingcang's number one swordsman.

At that time, Jianzhong's luck will only rest with Ling Tian.

No matter how much Long Yuan Sword Master hesitates, in this generation, he can only teach Ling Tian wholeheartedly.

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

Dangerous or something, of course whoever is more lucky will win, what are we?

We are villains, of course we must protect ourselves! !

Anyway, Ling Tian will obediently share the fortune in the end.

understand?

Like this kind of destiny with a strong template, the good fortune encountered is mostly the only one in Jiutian. At the beginning, Ling Xiao tried his best to make him surrender, just to share for him the opportunity that he couldn't grasp at his age!

As for Jun Mowu, her current cultivation level is still low, so let her practice for a while longer.

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

"Just leave?"

Until the two walked away, Jun Mowu's figure appeared next to Ling Tian at some point, with a look of grievance on her pretty 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 West Pole Buddha Land.

But with her alone, it is impossible to compete with Lord Buddha.

Therefore, she approached Ling Tian and tried to become a Taoist couple with him, so that she would have an extra reliance.

What a childhood sweetheart, the saint of the immortal sect fell in love with the good-for-nothing son. In this immortal journey, anyone with a little brain will always value benefits.

Regardless of the upright villain, they are all just a child of this heavenly struggle.

The only difference is that the villain's evil is on the surface, while the righteous people like to cover up this evil under the brilliance.

"I'm not."

Ling Tian shook his head, his expression had already returned to his usual indifference.

Facing the eyes of everyone at this time, he didn't feel guilty at all.

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

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

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

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

Hearing this, doubts appeared on the faces of all the disciples of Jianzhong.

Brother's Ling?

Could it be that this Ling Tian is actually just a servant accepted by Young Master Ling Xiao, who was given the surname Ling, otherwise, looking at Qing Cang, who would dare to put the word Ling in the surname?

Looking at the figure that was gradually going away, a trace of disappointment flashed across Jun Mowu's face inexplicably.

But after thinking about it, she felt a little relieved.

Although Ling Tian is not a member of the Ling clan, given his identity, if he becomes an enemy of Buddhism in the future, Young Master Ling Xiao will naturally not sit idly by.

In this way, there is a glimmer of hope for her blood feud!

The entire Sword Mountain was dead silent.

Complicated expressions flickered on the faces of all Jianzhong disciples.

Swordsmen are very proud, but today Ling Xiao's sword and two fingers trembled in the hearts of all the swords they forged.

Especially Xiang Tian, ​​who is known as the number one swordsman in the contemporary era, also has purple awns in his eyes at this moment.

In an era, there is destined to be only one sword fairy.

Originally, he thought that Ling Tian might be the biggest obstacle to his sword path.

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

Nothing to do with grievances, just for one... Invincible Sword Heart!

With a Zichen sword in his hand, no one in the world can meet his sword.

Young Master Ling Xiao, you and I... will eventually have a battle!

"Young master! That white-haired boy just now is really your younger brother?"

Above the blue sky, a golden chariot passed across the sky, and the dragon's majesty was mighty, shocking all spirits.

Ling Xiao and the two sat on the chariot and headed towards the God's Battlefield.

"Um!"

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

This trip to the four dynasties was quite fruitful.

Not only Chen Qingshan awakened the body of the god of the underworld, but even Ling Tian was artificially transformed into a fairy.

Although the two of them today are only ants, but... within a hundred years, they will definitely become the sharpest swords in Ling Xiao's hands.

Daotian Academy is about to open, and Ling Xiao should also practice in peace of mind for a few days in order to figure out the sealed magic bone.

Yang Yuan, you must not disappoint me.

There was an inexplicable smile on Ling Xiao's face, he stretched out his hand to embrace Xuanyuan Weiyang into his arms, and looked into the sky.

Feeling Ling Xiao's sudden move, Xuanyuan Weiyang's pretty face blushed suddenly, but she surprisingly didn't struggle.

"Young master...you drank too much..."