Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
The humiliation was complete and thorough.
Xia Ling did not intend to let him go.
Similarly, Xuan Lin also benefited a lot from cultivating with a late-stage nascent soul female cultivator.
Xuan Lin’s aura surged. Afraid that he would go crazy, Xia Ling simply placed the cultivation that she had rushed into his body into a ball of spirit energy the size of an egg around his Dantian.
Xia Ling released the restraint on Xuan Lin.
She pretended to be exhausted and released a weak spot in the enchantment.
At dawn, Xuan Lin finally came back to his senses.
In his heart, he adored Xia Xia Xia and hated the old witch. However, although this witch owed him a favor for bringing him out of the demonic cave in the imperial palace, she humiliated him to the extreme.
Kill her Kill her when she’s not prepared!
Xuan Lin stood up and summoned the magic weapon that Xia Ling had given him today from his Qiankun bag.
This magic weapon was a Yunshan Sword. It shone with a cold light and looked extraordinary.
“Remember, my name is Duan Xi. Don’t hate the wrong person. I’m waiting for you to cultivate it and kill me. ”
Suddenly thinking of the Woman’s cunning and changeable style, Xuan Lin’s heart trembled. He did not dare to stay in the room for long.
If this was his only chance, if he could not seize it and kill her, then he would not be able to escape from her clutches for the rest of his life.
Duan Xi!
He would remember this hatred firmly.
After the youth left the room in a hurry, Xia Ling opened her eyes.
Her eyes were like flowing waves. The sleep earlier was just an illusion. If Xuan Lin really dared to lay a hand on her, he would inevitably give her a violent beating before throwing her out.
Fortunately, Xuan Lin was still tactful.
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In a sorry state, Xuan Lin escaped from Yunshan sect’s Duan Feng. In his hand was Yunshan sect’s magic tool, and on his waist was a high-grade dry kun bag. He was wearing… …
Although this robe was interesting, it could be personally refined by Xia Ling. If a cultivator below the nascent soul stage went all out, the robe could withstand three strikes. This was equivalent to Xia Ling giving Xuan Lin three lives.
Of course, to an idiot with common sense in immortal cultivation, Xuan Lin knew nothing about the value of these things.
His escape was quite smooth. All the way to the foot of the mountain, he didn’t encounter any Yunshan sect disciples who were suspicious of him. They just nodded to him as if they were familiar with him and naturally let him go down the mountain.
Xuan Lin: Are the guards of Yunshan sect so careless?
With some doubts in his heart, Xuan Lin stumbled all the way until he met a young male cultivator wearing a daoist robe of Yunshan sect at the foot of the mountain. Xuan Lin was suddenly shocked, but he also put down the anxiety in his heart.
He was wondering why no one stopped him. After all, he had never seen them before, and the cultivators of Yunshan sect had never seen him before. It was already good enough that they didn’t treat him as a bandit who broke into the sect.
“FELLOW DAOIST, May I ask if you are senior brother Xuan Lin, the eldest disciple of the Duanxi Zhenren and a disciple of Duan Feng? ”
His hair was tied up in a loose Daoist Bun, and he wore a sky-blue robe that was exactly the same as Xuan Lin’s. There were tiny cloud patterns embroidered at the corners of his sleeves.
The young daoist looked very young, and his body was narrow. His eyes were clear and innocent, and he was black and pleasing to the eye.
Although he was stopped, Xuan Lin could tell at a glance that the young daoist’s cultivation was only at the middle stage of the foundation establishment stage, and his physique was terrible. If such a young daoist with delicate skin and flesh was thrown into the fierce beast enchantment, he would probably be swallowed by the fierce beast in no time.
“What’s the matter? ” Xuan Lin asked coldly.
His cold aura seemed to be corporeal. His handsome face was filled with coldness and his thin lips were slightly taut. The murderous aura that was honed from the beast’s hands rushed straight at the young daoist.
“senior brother Xuan Lin… ”
The young daoist opened his eyes wide as if he had never thought that Xuan Lin would attack him. His Foundation Establishment cultivation had just been activated to protect his body. The fierce murderous aura was like a divine weapon, and the spiritual energy around the young daoist was like paper The murderous aura stabbed into the young daoist’s heart effortlessly.
A mouthful of blood flowed from the young Daoist’s lips, and he looked at Xuan Lin blankly.
“Why did you want to kill me? ”
“I… I’m not. ” Xuan Lin furrowed his brows. He was so anxious that his scalp was about to explode …
He had never come into contact with anyone before, so he naturally didn’t know what kind of human-shaped killing tool his current strength was in the cultivation world.
How could a foundation establishment young daoist not be able to block even a bit of murderous aura, and still dare to come here and stop him?
“Just you wait, I’ll find some spirit herbs to save you! ” Xuan Lin had taken some rejuvenation pills before, so this bit of murderous aura wasn’t a big deal to a cultivator. It would only take him a few days to recover.
After taking out the rejuvenation pills from his dry kun bag, Xuan Lin directly opened the young daoist’s mouth and put three rejuvenation pills inside. He then closed his chin and finished the work.
The Young Daoist didn’t even bother to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.”… Senior brother, senior brother, wait for me. Our master asked me to go with you to train. Senior brother, you have to protect me.”
Xuan Lin: “who did you say you are? ”
The Young Daoist: “senior brother, senior brother, I am your junior brother. My Name is Xia Xi. I am our master’s new disciple who has been in the sect for ten years. ”
