Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

On Longchi Mountain, a three-kilometer sacred peak stands majestically.

Qin Xuan tasted tea from the bottom of the mountain, and Jun Wushuang had already sat down. Following the words of the green tiger, the two had a little understanding of the people from the distant star dome.

Seven sects and twelve people, of which three are from Sanhuanggu, the second is from Yuanyang, the third is from Taiqingzong, the other four are from one each, and the remaining one is from the Eight Desolate Zhanzong.

The person with the largest number of them came from the Valley of the Three Emperors, and the strongest among them was the Kunlun Sect who had already transformed into the gods and was a disciple of the Kunlun Sect.

"Bahuang Zhanzong?"

Qin Xuan smiled softly, he still remembered that the master of the Eight Desolation Sects in the previous life was a disciple of the monk, and he didn't want to enter Buddhism and set up his own sect.

It seems that he has a part in the big formation?

Qin Xuan looked at the green tiger faintly, "Go and heal my injuries, this Longchi Mountain is my place of cultivation, if you come here in disorder..."

Qin Xuan paused for a while, how could Hu Qing dare to mess around, and immediately nodded as if pecking at rice, found a quiet place dingy, and licked the tiger's claws.

Qin Xuan faintly looked at the tea in his hand, "Has it come in thirty years?"

He shook his head, "Slightly early!"

Jun Wushuang whispered from the side: "Qin Xuan, you said before that someone would attract the Earth monk, are these eight?"

Qin Xuan lightly forehead, "Hmm!"

"This star is no longer suitable for cultivation. A million cultivators who do not enter the realm of cultivation will eventually be drowned in the years!"

"These eight sects are to introduce qualified people into their sect, or to introduce people who are suitable for cultivation into the realm of cultivation, and they will recommend them to other sects."

Except for the Bahuang Zhanzong, the other seven sects all left from this star and entered the realm of cultivation.

Their move is probably to keep the last fire on this star.

As for those who were introduced into the realm of cultivation by them, their fate is geometric, and it depends on their fate.

In the previous life Qin Xuan entered the realm of cultivation, except for the master of these seven sects, he had never seen anyone standing proudly in the sky of stars.

It is these seven people who have never crossed the robbery to become immortal and entered the immortal soil.

Some people were buried in the catastrophe, others were buried in man-made disasters.

The road is long and decayed, and it will not last long.

Jun Wushuang was silent slightly, and after a few minutes, she slowly said: "Then what are you going to do?"

Eight schools and twelve people entered this star from the realm of cultivation.

She had already seen Hu Qing's strength. Although she was blamed for her lack of experience, she was defeated after all.

It can be said that it is the existence of the twelve deities that almost swept the star.

If the dragon enters the sea, the sentient beings on this star are nothing more than fish in the sea.

Qin Xuan smiled, "I have plans!"

He was sipping tea, and his mouth was fragrant.

In the previous life, he was an old person who had fellowship with the masters of these people's sects, since the disciples of the old sects came to this star.

Qin Xuan put down his teacup with a leisurely look.

"Since I am coming to visit me!"

...

In the Devil Sea, a woman quietly looked at the old parasol tree.

"Senior, can you transform yourself?" The woman gave the ceremony of being a junior. She was a fox demon from the Valley of the Three Emperors, and this old tree of the **** of transformation was a person who had known the two valley masters thousands of years ago. Although it was only to transform the gods into cultivation, her master had personally warned her not to allow any negligence.

The sycamore branches were swaying, and he had been using the transformation technique for almost three days.

Suddenly, the entire island seemed to tremble, and the roots of a horned dragon rose from the ground in the island, shaking the group of demons.

The entire island is almost torn apart, and the sycamore canopy that seems to cover the sky, at this moment, seems to be showing two colors of green and red, submerging the island.

When the light dissipated, an old man with red hair in Tsing Yi had appeared on the island, but the old tree that covered the sky seemed to disappear.

The old man is full of joy, he has been here for thousands of years, and finally transformed.

In the Kunlun sect, the young man in Huapao looked at the old way of emptiness coldly.

"Can you count the qualified disciples?" The young man looked at that Qing Xu faintly.

With cold sweat on Qing Xu's forehead, he quickly said: "It's already been counted!"

The young man nodded slightly, "Didn't you say that there are some people with good talents in the world, so please show me the way!"

Qing Xu's expression changed suddenly, "Senior, among those people, some of them are with the Qing Emperor..."

"Qingdi?"

The youth dismissed a smile, "It's extremely ridiculous, I come from the sky of stars, and the star where I am is unknown how many times larger than this barren land!"

"The so-called blue emperor is nothing more than ants. How dare you claim to be an emperor if you don't know the stars?"

"Really ridiculous!"

Qingxu chatted, and finally, he sighed.

I don't know if this predecessor has made such an evaluation after seeing that Qing Emperor has captured seven kilometers of spiritual veins.

It's a pity that the young man never gave him a chance to speak, and he left Kunlun with his sleeves.

In the Chaidroes family, a young man with a sloppy smile, he quietly looked at the big family.

"Interesting, this is the so-called No. 1 big clan in the world?" A gourd was circled between his fingers, "Unfortunately, within the big clan, only one aptitude is pretty good."

His figure flashed, appearing in front of a woman like a ghost.

Qin Ling was watching TV boredly, feeling more and more boring. She is already an adult at this moment, even more than fifty years old, but she still looks the same as before, but her figure has grown a little, tall and beautiful.

Suddenly, she seemed to catch something.

"what?"

In the room, the young man was slightly embarrassed.

He looked at Qin Ling and couldn't help sighing, "As expected of the Immaculate Spirit!"

He was found, looking at those bright and translucent eyes, even years have never allowed them to be stained.

The young man smiled slightly, and he slowly said, "The girl is predestined with me, too clear. I wonder if the girl is willing to enter the vast sky of stars despite the path?"

Qin Ling stayed, Tai Qing, then she curled her lips, "Fool!"

Qin Ling turned around and sighed, "How can one be more boring than the other!"

The expression of the young man is wonderful, the disciple of the inner sect of Taiqing, a half-step cultivator, is actually... regarded as a fool?

But he didn't see the slightest rise, instead, there was a trace of interest.

Because he knew that as long as he brought this woman into Taiqing, that would be a great achievement.

Twelve people went to each other in this star, touring the stars, looking for qualified disciples.

At this moment, suddenly a piece of news spread throughout the world.

This is a video, with Longchi Mountain as the scene.

A person with grey clothes and grey hair stood proudly from the top of this Longchi Mountain.

Qingdi!

Many people recognized it, and their faces suddenly changed.

Even some of the twelve people of the eight sects couldn't help but glance at them, including the young Taoist who followed Qin Ling's guidance and failed.

In the picture, Qin Xuan's eyes were light, as if overlooking everything.

"Cultivators, now that they are here!"

"Don't get out and see you?"