The more terrible you feel.

Even at this time, a terrifying thought appeared in Ling Tian’s mind...

Forced to calm down, Ling Tian's desire to become stronger was becoming stronger at this time.

strength!

Now even a temple of Heaven is like a giant tiger blocking the road. What is the mysterious Wolong Villa?

When Ling Tian thought so, he subconsciously took out the Duanyun Spear. Looking at the Duanyun Spear in his hand, Ling Tian was even more surprised: "Mother, where are you?"

"Do you know Tian'er misses you?"

"Where is my father?"

Ling Tian’s grievances were no longer able to tell the grievances in his heart. His lover was trapped, his parents disappeared, his daughter was caught, and the burden on his shoulders was so stressed that Ling Tian couldn’t breathe, but the more adversity he was in.

The more Ling Tian needs to calm down.

The situation is now.

You can't do anything randomly. Only by improving your strength as much as possible can you conquer the high mountain of the Heavenly Temple, you can clear away the clouds and see the truth, otherwise...

Everything is in vain!

Just when Ling Tian was thinking this in his heart, Murong Die came to the hall in front of him. At this time, the woman in green dress was standing proudly in the hall.

When she saw Murong Die, the woman's expression eased a little: "You actually let the troublemaker go?"

"Oh."

Murong Die chuckled, then came to the side, picked up the tea, poured it on the woman in front of her, and whispered: "I am originally from Xuanmen, but Xuanmen has already shown it, and I finally saw a Xuanmen.

Later generations.”

"Do you want me to take action and kill him?"

The woman in green raised her eyebrows and before she could speak, she heard Murong Die ask, "But you are the eldest lady of Bixia Sect in Ziyan City, why do you have time to come to my Taiji Pavilion today?"

"Don't you really want to join my Taiji Pavilion, do you?"

The latter chuckled after hearing this: “Isn’t that possible?”

"You..." Murong Die rolled his eyes: "Can Master Liu agree to you?"

"Of course, my father has agreed." Liu Bixia whispered: "Looking at the entire heaven, if you can do business throughout the heaven, you are probably the only one who can do business."

"You can enter Taiji Pavilion to study."

"It is the wish of any alchemist in the heavenly realm."

"Especially the head of Taiji Pavilion!"

"Since the White Dragon disaster appeared, it has never happened again. The mysterious Taiji Pavilion Master is naturally the rumored divine alchemist!"

"That is the absolute goal of all people with alchemy!"

A look of yearning appeared between Liu Bixia's beautiful eyes, and then she whispered: "Before I came, according to what my father said, the evil deed of the Nine Dragons should have come to Ziyan City."

Successor of Kowloon?

Murong Die's beautiful eyes flashed through his beautiful eyes, but such a look flashed away, as if nothing had happened, and then he whispered: "Miss Liu, come to my Taiji Pavilion in two days, join us in the finals together.

Bar."

"I am sure to win the leader." Liu Bixia threw down a sentence and turned away. Murong Die shook her head and chuckled: "Miss Liu, you are still so confident, but it's a pity."

"Now, it's a bit difficult for you to get the leader."

Ling Tian’s shadow appeared in front of Murong Die again: “Little brother of Xuanmen, how many surprises can you bring to your sister?”

Murong Die's mind just started to arise, and a cold wind suddenly popped up in the room. Murong Die raised her eyebrows and felt shocked. She turned around for a moment and knelt down in an instant: "Welcome to the elder!"

"Fluteshy!"

A word rose out of thin air: "Do you feel familiar with the body technique used by that little baby today?"

Murong Die frowned: "Elder, I do feel this way, but I can't say such a feeling."

"I wonder if you have any idea that the body technique used by this little doll is a bit like Fuxi's mysterious step?"

Fuxi's steps in the mystery?

Murong Die's expression suddenly changed when she heard this: "How is this possible?"

"That's my supreme body technique in Xuanmen. Even if we are, we can only learn a little bit of fur."

"How could he have Fuxi's trance?"

"And it is rumored that Fuxi's mysterious foot has disappeared after Fuxi's treasure mirror."

The false words were heard again: "Let's wait for two days before you talk about it."

"Yes!" Murong Dieqiang was shocked, but he was still surprised. Fuxi's mysterious step was the most treasure of the Xuanmen. Murong Die was shocked: "Is he the saint of Xuanmen?"

Two days passed in the blink of an eye!

Within the past two days, Ling Tian had not stopped cultivating. When the agreed time came, Ling Tian was finally able to appear in a grand manner. Ling Tian had packed everything early.

Come outside Taiji Pavilion.

Just arrived at Taiji Pavilion!

Ling Tian was stunned. At this time, outside the Tai Chi Pavilion, there was a charming person standing with a smile. He was neither someone else, but the manager of the Tai Chi Pavilion—
Chapter completed!