"Immortal cultivator in the foundation building period?"

When several people heard this, their faces sank, and the uncle didn't know whether he was alive or dead now, and it was definitely not a good thing for a monk from the foundation building period to come here.

"Could it be those guys from the Wan family who can't wait to occupy our spiritual vein helm?"

Everyone's faces were extremely ugly, and in anger, they revealed a bit of panic, the cultivation of immortals is the weak, if the other party is really coercive, they really have no idea to deal with it, and they are hesitant for a while.

"Second brother, what should we do?"

"Third uncle, you have an idea. ”

......

All eyes were on the two men sitting at the top, but they also looked at each other.

As the saying goes, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and her strength is not as good, so what can she do, not to mention that these two people are outstanding figures in the Luo clan, but in the final analysis, they are just refining qi, and in the face of this crisis, they are also six gods without a master.

was hesitating, but the young man who reported the news swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Second uncle, third uncle, the immortal cultivators who came from the foundation building period don't seem to be from ten thousand families." ”

"You didn't say it earlier. ”

The man with thick eyebrows and big eyes couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard this, and let out a long mouthful of turbidity in his chest.

It's just a little curious, the Luo family has long since declined, and the uncle is not here, how can there be other foundation building period monks here?

I have doubts in my heart, but naturally I don't dare to slack off anything, as the saying goes, it is a blessing or a curse, who can guarantee that this will not be a turning point?

"Everyone, come with me to greet the seniors. ”

......

Ling Xian looked at the barren mountain in front of him.

It is said that it is a mountain, but in fact, it is more suitable to say that it is a hill, it is only two or three hundred zhang high, covering an area of more than ten miles, and the spiritual veins are also ordinary to the extreme.

He sighed. Once again, I realized the benefits of the famous sect, and compared to the Lingquan Mountain of the Tianwei Sect, it was simply not a level.

The environment is better than that of casual cultivation.

Ling Xian sighed, no wonder the old man surnamed Na Luo didn't have much longevity, and he was not far away, running around. Once his patriarch sits down and falls, the situation of the Luo family is indeed unimaginable.

Before this thought could be turned, a flash of inspiration flashed ahead, and a mountain gate appeared.

After all, it is the Luo clan's chief rudder, and no matter how it falls, it will also be arranged with a layer of prohibition, but the power of this array talisman is really not very good, and if Ling Xian is given half an hour's effort, it can be easily broken.

I saw more than a dozen monks rushing out of it. The leader was a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, his eyes swept over Ling Xian's body, his expression suddenly became respectful, he hugged his fists and saluted, and slammed at Ling Xian: "Junior Luo Ming, I have seen my seniors, I don't know if my seniors are here, what is the matter of teaching?"

The man spoke. It's literary.

"Luo Ming, it seems that the Luo clan. You're in charge now?" Ling Xian's faint voice came into his ears.

"Yes, my father has been traveling out, and now the Luo family is indeed the responsibility of the patriarch on my behalf. ”

Luo Ming's respectful voice came into his ears, but this statement was a little more heart-to-heart. Although the other party is not an immortal cultivator of the Wanjia family, who dares to say that there is no malice towards this sect?

Ling Xian was such a smart immortal cultivator, how could he not understand the other party's intentions, and sighed: "Don't hide it from fellow Daoists." Ling was entrusted by the patriarch of your sect to send you something. ”

"What, my predecessor has seen my father, where is he now?"

Na Luo Ming suddenly became a little excited.

The other Luo clan members were also shocked, showing expressions of looking at each other.

"This is not the place to speak, and this matter is not a matter of words, which can be explained clearly. Ling Xian sighed.

"Ah, it's the negligence of the juniors, this is indeed not the place to speak, and it is not too late to invite the seniors to sit on the mountain. Luo Ming faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart, could it be that his father had encountered an accident, but he didn't dare to show anything on the surface.

"It's fine. ”

Although Ling Xian came to return the treasure, he naturally needed to explain the cause and effect, so after thinking about it for a while, he nodded and agreed.

So the Luo clan led the way, and the group entered the mountain gate.

This mountain is not big, and after entering it, I found that the scenery is much better than the outside, and it turns out that this prohibition also has a layer of illusion effect.

However, there are not many buildings on the top of the mountain, only a large hall, surrounded by some pavilions and pavilions, although simple, but the small bridge and flowing water people, there is also a quiet taste in it.

Of course, Ling Xian was invited to the main hall.

Sit down at the top, and have their own maids serving wine and fruits.

As for the Luo clan, they stood respectfully on one side, and the immortal cultivators in the foundation building period were already unattainable for them.

"I don't know where my predecessor met my father, how is his old man doing now?"

The so-called concern is chaotic, and not long after Ling Xian sat down, Luo Ming opened his mouth a little impatiently.

The expressions of the rest of the clansmen were also different, as if the patriarch could rush back, the crisis they were facing now would naturally be solved.

One by one, their faces showed a look of anticipation.

When Ling Xian saw this, he felt bad in his heart, and sighed: "Fellow Daoists, please mourn, Luo Daoyou has already sat down." ”

"What?"

"No way. ”

"The patriarch has passed away, this ...... How can this be?"

......

For a while, everyone was shocked, their faces were full of disbelief, in fact, they should have thought of this situation, after all, the patriarch's longevity was not much left, but everyone was just lucky.

"Patriarch...... How did you sit down and fall to the ground?"

Na Luo Ming was even more sad, he had no intention of caring about the number of rites at the moment, of course Ling Xian would not care, so he briefly said the ins and outs of the matter, of course, about the ancient hundred clans, the blood of the giants, they were all vague, after all, the old man surnamed Na Luo also mentioned that although he inherited the bloodline of some ancient giants, but the rest of the clansmen did not have this talent, and they were the same as ordinary humans.

He hadn't mentioned this secret to his clan at all, so why did Ling Xian bother with it.

"Everyone, Luo Daoyou has some friendship with Ling, so before you sit down, ask me to bring you his relics. Ling Xian said with some pity.

"Thank you seniors, I don't know what did my father bring you?" Luo Ming endured his grief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ling Xian smiled slightly, and with a flick of his robe, a white jade bottle suddenly appeared on the table in front of him.

"It's ......"

Luo Ming had a little suspicion on his face.

Pick up the bottle, hesitate slightly, uncork the bottle, suddenly, a refreshing fragrance wafts out, smell a mouthful, it makes people feel comfortable, but also reveals the extraordinary of this treasure.

Could it be......

His expression moved, especially with a look of disbelief, and he turned the mouth of the bottle upside down, and a few elixirs the size of a dragon's eye were scattered from inside. (To be continued......)