"Senior Sister Fu, you first go to the place where the treasure appears and wait for me."
Ling Xiao pondered for a moment and then wanted to fly towards the distant mountains.
"Young master, please stay."
But at this moment, an old voice suddenly came from the street nearby.
Ling Xiao frowned slightly and turned to look.
But he saw the old fortune teller he had met in Hantian City before, looking at him with a smile but not a smile.
"Um?"
For a moment, Ling Xiao felt a little uneasy in his heart.
That day, he asked this experienced fortune teller, but he just wanted to take the opportunity to teach Ling Tian a lesson and make him have the illusion that he actually didn't want to kill him.
But he didn't expect that he would meet this man again in Sunset City today.
coincide?
Or is this veteran following him secretly?
But how could an ant whose aura could not reach the realm of Xuanqing have the courage to follow him?
Moreover, with Ling Xiao's spiritual perception, how could he not feel that he was being followed?
Coincidence right?
Or did he really see the secret in himself?
According to this rumor, God knows that the sacrificial priests cannot kill him.
Otherwise, you will be punished by God.
Ling Xiao didn't believe this, after all, it was probably these God-knowing priests who spread these remarks.
He even kills people who are destined to die, so is he still afraid of divine punishment?
If this old man really has evil intentions, today will be his death anniversary next year.
"you again?"
Ling Xiao raised his feet and walked towards Lao Dao.
"Haha, young master, what a coincidence, we meet again."
The old Taoist nodded and smiled, with a hint of hesitation in his old eyes.
"What did you call me for?"
Ling Xiao stood in front of the old Taoist, with a trace of amusement gradually rising from the corner of his mouth.
That day in Hantian City, the old Taoist did not show due respect to him, the descendant of the Ling clan.
Could it be that this old man has some background?
Or is it that his cultivation is far beyond that of the God King, and the aura on his body is just a fake?
But no matter which one it was, Ling Xiao felt an inexplicable pressure.
Generally, characters who appear out of nowhere like this are not simple.
Especially fortune-telling Taoist priests are not easy to mess with.
"I see that there is some black color on the Young Master's Yintang. I'm afraid that this trip... may lead to disaster."
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The old Taoist smiled bitterly, his expression not appearing to be fake.
"Oh? Is there a way to crack it?"
Ling Xiao raised his eyebrows slightly, will there be disaster?
Isn’t that right?
Trying to create a son of destiny is a disaster in itself.
Throughout the ages, no villain has survived to the end. No matter how awesome his identity and background are, wouldn’t he still become a stepping stone for Destiny’s Child?
But is Ling Xiao afraid?
Of course I'm afraid, otherwise why would we rob the fate of the children of destiny bit by bit and then wipe them out?
"It's not that there's no way to crack it...but..."
The old Taoist twirled his fingers, a lustful look flashed in his eyes.
"Haha, it seems that the Taoist priest has forgotten. I don't believe in fate."
Ling Xiao sneered, and suddenly a demonic aura rose up from his body. The old Taoist's face changed drastically in shock, and he sat down on the ground.
Huh? Is this old man really just greedy for money?
"Sir...Sir, spare your life!"
"If I meet you again..."
Ling Xiao grinned and disappeared instantly.
The first meeting was a coincidence, the second meeting was fate. If there was a third time, there must be something wrong with this old man.
However, Ling Xiao didn't feel a trace of strong power fluctuations in him, and the veteran's reaction just now was real enough.
The most important thing is that Lin Xi's breath is gradually fading away.
It is indeed not difficult for Ling Xiao to crush a Xuanqing person to death.
But if you miss out on Lin Xi's good fortune, it will be a bit of a loss.
The spiritual fire appeared, but Lin Xi went to another place.
There are tricks, there are tricks on the cliff!
And it wasn't until Ling Xiao's figure walked away that the veteran figure got up from the ground. There was no trace of the fear and uneasiness on his old face.
"The principles of thunder...the principles of swordsmanship...I just don't know if you can successfully grow to the realm of God Emperor. No, God King is enough."
…
At the same time, deep in the Sunset Mountain.
Lin Xi had already taken off his disguise, revealed his true face, and stood carefully on the top of an ancient tree.
Today, he is completely famous in Sunset City. He competes with Ling Xiao for treasures, has a huge wealth, and even has a soul skill.
If he shows his previous appearance to others, he may be in the hands of others before the spiritual fire is in hand.
Damn Ling Xiao!
Just wait for me, wait until I merge with the Immortal Heart Flame and understand the principles of fire, and see how I crush you to death.
Humph, what if the Soul Sword falls into your hands?
After you die, won’t the creation on your body still belong to me?
Of course, there are women!
Although Nian Qingyun's behavior today was a bit strange, what could Lin Xi do...he could only forgive her.
After all, the only one in the entire Eastern Territory of the Holy State who could match him was this famous Taoist goddess!
"Ling Lao, are you sure that the Taoist Spirit Fruit is in the mountain stream below?"
Lin Xi frowned.
The great demon at the peak of Shenhou, he had no power to resist at all.
If it weren't for the fact that the fortune promised to him by Ling Lao was so tempting, he wouldn't want to take the risk at all.
"Don't worry, Xi'er, I can feel that the spirit fruit will be ripe soon."
There was some excitement in Old Ling's voice.
Nonsense, can you not be excited?
Since he followed Lin Xi, he has endured hardships and poisons. He has given all kinds of magical herbs and elixirs to the disciples in front of him.
But this spiritual fruit is different. This thing has infinite benefits for his soul.
As long as he can fuse it, he can manifest his soul and leave this broken ring.
Although he is no longer physically present, the divine soul of the Exalted Realm is not something that any god king or general can compete with.
Especially if Lin Xi wants to go to Tianyuan Secret Realm to find the ancient emperor's flame, he will definitely not be able to do it by himself.
What Ling Lao has to do is to protect this disciple.
"Okay, Elder Ling, we will proceed as planned later. You go to the armored puppet temporarily to lure the fire wolf, and I will take the opportunity to seize the spiritual fruit."
Lin Xi had discussed it in detail with Mr. Ling before.
Given his level, I am afraid that once he shows up, he will be crushed to pieces by the fire wolf.
Although Ling Lao's strength is no longer there, his coercion is still there.
Putting the ring on the armored puppet, Ling Lao released his breath, attracting the fire wolf to be alert.
As long as he leaves the mountain stream for a moment, Lin Xi can take the opportunity to steal the spiritual fruit.
Moreover, with the vigilance of the fire wolf, he would definitely not chase him too far. In this way, Elder Ling would not be in much danger.
As long as he takes the spiritual fruit, Lin Xi will immediately run towards the place where the spiritual fire appears.
When the time comes... there are so many people, so no matter how angry the fire wolf is, he probably won't dare to kill everyone, right?
Besides, to be honest, a great demon like a god is not as noble as those ancient sect true disciples.
Once he dares to take action against everyone, he may soon have no place for him in the Holy State.
This dumb guy has to swallow even if he can't.
Of course, if the opportunity is right, maybe Lin Xi can still put the blame on Ling Xiao.
When the time comes, hey hey hey.
Even though the Ling clan's background is terrifying, since this fire wolf can endure in this barren mountain for several years, the obsession in his heart must be extremely strong.
Being noticed by a great monster of a god, the descendant of the Ling clan may not have a good life.
"Oh, I see."
But Lin Xi never dreamed that right above his head, a figure in white clothes was hiding among the ancient trees, nodding seriously with a thoughtful look on his face.