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Chapter 763: Asking the Heavens to Cross the Tribulation

"Hmph, good boy, do you still know to come back? Do you still know that you are my Qin Mufeng's apprentice?"

Although the thin old man said coldly, his voice trembled slightly and he was very excited.

When Zhou Yunshen was about to say something, the thin old man said first.

"Now, even if you, Zhou Yunshen, have to die in Xuantian Gate!"

This statement is sonorous and powerful, and no one is allowed to object.

Qin Mufeng would never let Zhou Yunshen go out again. In fact, he had long regretted his actions back then, but he couldn't say it out of his face.

Zhou Yunshen said with guilt on his face, "The rebellious disciple obeys the order."

"Go back with me and I'll see if your arm is saved." Qin Mufeng sighed and said.

Zhou Yunshen had not introduced Zhou Ruolan and Chen Song to Qin Mufeng at this time, so he asked them to step forward and said.

"Master, it's just my daughter Zhou Ruolan and her apprentice Chen Song. They have become Taoist couples now."

Zhou Ruolan and Chen Song hurriedly said, "Greetings to Master."

Qin Mufeng smiled with some relief and said, "Okay, okay, okay. It's much better to follow me to practice than to follow your master."

Before he got used to it, he said something to Zhou Yunshen again, and Zhou Yunshen could only smile awkwardly. And it was true that his master could teach his disciples more than he did.

When Zhou Yunshen was about to introduce Li Xiulin to Qin Mufeng, Qin Mufeng interrupted him and said, "You don't need to introduce this little friend from the Killing Palace. Let me go back to Tianjian Pavilion first. What does it mean to stand here all the time?"

Zhou Yunshen said: "Abide by the order."

However, he was a little surprised by Qin Mufeng's name to Li Xiulin. The peerless powerful man who had achieved cultivation actually called Li Xiulin a friend. Could this be because he had something to ask for?

Qin Mufeng said to Li Xiulin: "My friend, please rest for a few days at Xuantian Gate to relieve the fatigue of the boat and train. After I complete the old relationship with these disciples and disciples, I have something to discuss with you."

Seeing this, Li Xiulin smiled and said, "I'm following the order."

He was a early stage of the Nascent Soul, and it was not an exaggeration to say that it was insignificant in front of a monk who won the title. But the other party actually had something important to discuss with him, and he was quite interested in this.

Qin Mufeng led the crowd back to Tianjian Pavilion in a few breaths, which came faster than experiencing the teleportation array.

After arranging Li Xiulin, Qin Mufeng, Zhou Yunshen and others gave all the words they had not said in their hearts for hundreds of years to the people in front of them in a hall in Tianjian Pavilion.

Li Xiulin was in a quiet attic at this time. He was also quite touched when he saw Zhou Yunshen and Qin Mufeng's reunion of master and disciple.

It’s a pity that Master’s existence is just a luxury for him.

Li Xiulin had not yet practiced to the point of becoming a disciple in the Nanxian Sect, and was forced to escape from a distance under the pressure of Mucheng.

Then he went to the Killing Hall, and the Lihua Ghost did a lot of things for him. It can be said that he was both a teacher and a friend, but he was not his real master after all. As for the Yin-Death Taoist who guided him to practice, let alone.

Since there is no master, what about the disciple?

Li Xiulin had the urge to accept an apprentice at this time, but accepting an apprentice requires fate and a feeling in the dark.

When a monk recruits disciples, in addition to the distribution of the sect, the disciples he finds have extremely mysterious fate.

Sometimes, he would never accept the apprentice sent by others, just like Zhang Zelin's grandson, because he could feel that the two were not destined to be together.

But maybe one day, Li Xiulin will meet someone who he wants to take as an apprentice no matter what. But at that time, I don’t know where he will be and what kind of cultivation he will have.

After putting away the distracting thoughts in his heart, Li Xiulin slowly practiced the Heaven-Swallowing Art with the abundant spiritual energy of Xuantianmen.

Since the Nascent Soul, the Heaven-Swallowing Art that exists in his mind has not changed much, but the Ten Bloodthirsty Spurs have one more move.

This move is called Meteor Starfall, which is a move that is more powerful than Pojun. However, unlike Pojun's long-distance attack, Meteor Starfall is a technique that holds a Red Devil's gun and falls from the sky, which is a close attack.

The power carried by the tip of the gun is enough to annihilate everything under it into dust. It is like a falling star, carrying the power of extinction.

However, this move of the Descent Star is not a technique that can be easily mastered, and since the Nascent Soul, he has not had much time to practice. Most of his time has been spent on the way to Rashengtian.

Only after he returns to the Killing Hall can he find time to practice this trick.

After reaching the Nascent Soul cultivation level, Li Xiulin looked inside his body and the black Nascent Soul that existed in his dantian appeared to be pitch black all over, just like his former blood pill, but there was a trace of white patterns on his eyebrows.

He didn't know why the white pattern appeared. But the black Nascent Soul emitted a breath of death and extinction, which was indeed a true portrayal of him.

According to his estimate, he is now roughly equivalent to the ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators in the Moon Immortal Pool, but I don’t know how it is compared with the Nascent Soul cultivators of Xuantian Sect.

At least Li Xiulin knew that Qin Lan, who had complete cultivation of Nascent Soul, could not defeat it, but he could try other Nascent Soul realms.

After staying in the quiet place of Xuantianmen for three or five days, a thin old man outside the door gently clamped the door.

Li Xiulin knew that the visitor was the supreme power who had achieved his cultivation, so he immediately stood up to greet him.

After Qin Mufeng came in, he said with a smile: "My friend has been in Xuantian Gate these days. Although he hasn't gone out much, what do you think of Xuantian Gate?"

It can be seen that he was in a very good mood at this time, which must be related to Zhou Yunshen's return.

Li Xiulin said respectfully: "I feel that the Xuantianmen is so beautiful and full of spiritual energy, so many times better than my Moon Immortal Pool."

"Hahaha." Qin Mufeng laughed out loud, "The place with the most spiritual energy in the entire Xuan Realm is Xuantian Gate. I wonder if you are interested in developing and developing in Xuantian Gate?"

Qin Mufeng came here on this trip and actually came to poach people.

Li Xiulin had a slightly strange smile on his face and said, "Although I am not talented, as the master of the Killing Hall, I am afraid that the Killing Hall will be in chaos when I leave."

"Hahaha, I just said casually, don't take it to my heart." Qin Mufeng smiled, "Do you have anything you like in Xuantian Gate? If you bring my beloved disciple back, I will naturally

It also needs to express one's expression."

After thinking about it, Li Xiulin said, "I really couldn't think of what I needed for a while."

He has no shortage of martial arts and magic, including spiritual treasures, he also has the Red Demon Spear and the Anti-Immortal Flag, and even has the killer weapon such as sword puppets. Even if he gives him some strange objects, he doesn't have time to master it.

On the contrary, the Red Devil Spear and the Anti-Immortal Flag are all things that he needs to spend a lot of time thinking about. At this time, you can't chew too much.

However, Li Xiulin was indeed interested in something from Xuantian Sect.
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