Chapter 457 Turtle guards a treasure, birds gather in all directions

A new altar was built.

There is no arrangement here, so there is no feng shui. But after all, Ling Sheng is already a real immortal. The altar he built is in line with the east, west, north and south, and the stars in the sky are connected one after another, building an extremely mysterious formation.

Ling Sheng stood on the altar, and the black monkey was on his shoulder.

However, Ling Sheng did not stand in the center, but at the corner of the altar.

In the center, there is a blue bird. Although it is covered with feathers, it is only one finger long and two fingers wide. It suddenly trembled, and its body became bigger, and then trembled, one point bigger.

Nine times in a row, this green body is the size of a palm.

This altar is built of astral fragments, and the introduction still needs those 40 talents after all.

Ling Sheng pressed his hand on his eyebrows and entered an inch of mana to the Mingtang Palace.

One inch more, that is, the bridal chamber palace.

After another inch of depth, he arrived at the Niwan Palace and rolled up the dozens of talents.

Ling Sheng closed his eyes slightly, pulled out 40 talents, trapped them with their magic power, turned into a white light, burning and dazzling, better than the sun in the sky. He waved his hand, and the white light flew out.

Qingluan's eyes were heavy, and he nodded slightly to Ling Sheng, swallowing the white light.

"A fight with Su Bai blocked the construction of the altar, and finally let the soul refining ancestor take the lead." The black monkey said, "At this time, he was afraid that hundreds of talents would be collected, and all the wandering talents would probably fall into his hands."

Ling Sheng nodded, closed his eyes and calmed down. After a long time, he said, "He has begun to plunder his talent."

The black monkey was shocked.

"Lin Jingtang took action."

Ling Sheng said another faint word.

The black monkey was even more shocked. He took a look at Ling Sheng and said secretly, "When will this boy's perception be so keen? Monkey, I am a mountain god, and I can't feel it. As a monk, he is more restrained in this disaster of heaven and earth, and can actually feel the breath of the soul refining ancestors?

"Sword spirit..." Ling Sheng said slowly, "Lin Jingtang condensed the flying sword into a trace of sword spirit, attached to the talent, and then burst out. I don't know if he has hurt the soul refining ancestor. But since they took action, even the flying sword fell into the hands of the soul refining ancestors. There must be a fight between them.

The sword spirit was made by Lin Jingtang trying his best to suppress the flying sword and attach it to his talent. Even the ancestors of soul refining did not realize it. Although the black monkey could take advantage of the general trend of mountains and rivers, it was common sense that he could not feel it. However, Ling Sheng...

The black monkey looked at him for a moment, meditated a little, and then understood.

Between heaven and earth, in terms of sword spirit, no one is more profound than Ling Sheng.

What's more, the disaster star here is the star of Gengjin, and the Sword Fairy Avenue cultivated by Ling Sheng is the highest Gengjin Avenue, which is almost like a fish in water. Although Lin Jingtang's sword spirit is not the sword spirit of Gengjin, it inevitably attracts the spirit of Gengjin. When it hurts the soul refining ancestor, the momentum is not small, so this made Ling Sheng realize it.

Ling Sheng made a slight guess and knew that Lin Jingtang attached the flying sword to his talent to have such a means.

"Lin Jingtang took action?" The black monkey looked slightly depressed and sighed, "I'm afraid it's more or less auspicious."

When the sea and mulberry fields, there is only one old man between heaven and earth. Even if the relationship is not good, there is also the intention of cherishing each other. Therefore, for the sake of the deceased, the soul refining ancestor did not attack the boundless son. But now, unlike in the past, the disaster has come. After the disaster, the soul-refinement ancestor's nine disasters are complete, and he has probably broken the realm of immortals. Even if he himself does not want to fly up, he has to fly away, which is difficult to stop.

Since you want to leave this world, there is no need for anyone to catch up.

So, what do you still have to do with your deceased?

The soul-refining ancestor has never been a good person.

"Less to gossip..."

Ling Sheng said lightly, "Here we are."

The sound is almost endless, and many talents come here.

The old turtle guards this treasure and settles in a corner, and the blue bird now has this treasure, which recruits talents from all over the world.

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"The altar of Ling Sheng Boy has been built and is absorbing his talents." The soul refining ancestor got up slightly, and the talent of the four directions still kept throwing into his eyebrows and penetrated into the mud pill palace. "I'll give it to him. When I finish cleaning up Li Taisheng, I will take all the talent from him."

Wuchi was a little scared to deal with Li Taisheng. The Zulong's ability is almost comparable to that of the ancestor of soul refining. The two fights, even a little aftershock can make him disappear.

At this moment, he felt withdrawn.

The soul-refining ancestor turned his head to look at him and said, "You follow the old group to gain some insight and let go of your heart. The world after this disaster is respected by you. How can it be a weapon as if you are as weak as you?

Wuchi hurriedly complained in a low voice and dared not.

"You have the courage to practice."

The soul-refining ancestor shook his head and said, "Lin Jingtang is here. I heard that this descendant is known as the first sword fairy Taoist ancestor of the side gate. He has got the true transmission of the endless son, which is quite green and better than blue. In this case, let the ancestors see that the disciples taught by Wuyazi have some skills..."

"If you want to avenge your teacher, come here."

The soul refining ancestor took a slight breath and had no intention to test it. As soon as he took action, it was a great immortal method.

This supreme Taoist ancestor, the first true immortal, is busy killing Zulong and has no intention of delaying.

The ancestor is very busy.

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mones have the ability or perception to seek good luck and avoid evil, and the immortals are even more so. Whenever there is something important, they must work hard** and calculate all the chance.

However, in the great disaster of heaven and earth, almost all immortals have lost their ability to divine divination and avoid evil.

For the characters of Fengling Pavilion, although they can't measure the chance, they are still quite sensitive to the important things related to themselves.

Li Tianshan is a personal disciple of the former Fengling Master. There are two brothers above him, and there are still four brothers below him. In terms of monastic talent, he is higher than his elder brother Li Tianyi, but he is good at practice, but he does not have a high understanding of the secret transmission of Fengling Pavilion such as divination.

But that's only relative.

His cultivation is higher than Li Tianyi. He was already mysterious before the pregnant fairy mountains. There is a method of calculation to avoid good luck, so in the pregnant fairy mountains, he was able to break into the immortals. Using his current immortal cultivation to measure divination, although his attainment is lower than Li Tianyi, the calculated divination is countless times stronger than Li Tianyi, who is still in the secular realm.

Suddenly the wind blew.

Li Tianshan's hair flew. He looked up slightly and saw this disaster star falling down, so that it is still a clean sky, and suddenly the wind and clouds converged.

Li Tianshan frowned slightly, his heartfelt**, and suddenly pinched his fingers.

However, the disaster of heaven and earth blinded the sky, and it was difficult to calculate anything, not to mention the immortals?

In the past, he could figure out many things with his cultivation of earth immortals. However, today's painstaking efforts** made him feel a local fairy. I'm afraid that things are not small, and it's normal that he can't figure it out.

"It's too troublesome to be blinded."

Li Tianshan shook his head, put out an object, took the turtle shell, stepped on all directions, held a jade hammer, and suddenly fell on the turtle shell.

Although today's world is different and difficult to measure, it is about himself. Li Tianshan has tried his best to do it, and he can still detect a few clues.

The turtle shell is broken.

Bad omen!

Originally, the hexagram was derived from the tortoise shell lines and cracks. At this time, even the tortoise shell collapsed, saving this step of calculation.

Li Tianshan frowned.

On the fragments of the tortoise shell, there is a faint bleeding light, but the light is not strong, only a few, looming.

Li Tianshan was suddenly shocked when he was guessing.

More than ten talents hidden between his eyebrows are ready to move.

Bang!

Suddenly, there was a talent, breaking the mud pill palace, cracking the bridal chamber, tearing open the Ming Hall, and flying out from the eyebrows.

A wisp of blood slipped from Li Tianshan's eyebrows.

Li Tianshan was stunned for a long time, and a chill suddenly rose on his body.

The disaster of blood and light, isn't this the disaster of blood and light?

The injury is not serious, but it only hurts the eyebrows and heart. This bloody disaster can be regarded as extremely minor. But that bad omen...

Li Tianshan frowned for a long time, suddenly gritted his teeth and let go of more than ten talents in his eyebrows.

More than ten white talents suddenly rose into the air and flew out.

Li Tianshan suffered a lot of hardships and fought countless times before he won more than ten talents. In this way, he released all of them, which made him bitter, just to save his life, and he had to do so.

"With no talent, the chance to survive this disaster is almost impossible. When I first entered the immortal, it was difficult to stabilize. I was afraid that it would be extremely difficult to get through the nine disasters..." Li Tianshan gritted his teeth and said to himself, "Those true immortals and Taoist ancestors have their own means. It seems that I have made changes for no reason, but I'm afraid that there is also some Taoist ancestor's means. Well, in half a day, if I can't find my talent, I should leave here and go back to the cabinet to find a way to avoid disaster.

Although Li Tianshan thinks so, he has already understood in his heart that it is difficult to preserve his talents in the palace, and it must be difficult to retain those ownerless talents wandering in the wild. But he was still a little reluctant and deliberately stayed for half a day.

"There are obviously changes here, but it must be calm for half a day. Half a day later, I left. No matter how chaotic it becomes and what's going on here, I won't pay attention to him.

He walked in the mountains and saw several scattered immortals and demons with broken eyebrows and injuries.

These immortals were angry because they tried to keep their eyebrows. After all, they were so angry that they were so angry that they were seriously injured, and some immortals even fell seriously.

"Whose means is this?"

Li Tianshan took a deep breath.

He looked at afar and saw a real fairy.

It's just that this Taoist ancestor seemed to feel uncomfortable. He pressed his hands on his eyebrows, as if to prevent something from running out of his eyebrows.

"Can't even the true immortal Taoist ancestors keep the talent in the Niwan Palace? What an amazing method."

"Who is this person? Is it the soul-making ancestor who is known as the first true immortal?

"It is rumored that there are many ways to refine the ancestors, but I'm afraid it's really him."

When I thought about it like this, I heard a long sound, clear and high.

Isn't it the ancestor of soul refining?

Li Tianshan suddenly remembered a hexagram left by his mentor before.

The turtle guards a treasure, and the birds gather in all directions.