Fairy way

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This feeling is all too familiar.

Although it is slightly different, Lin Xi can be very sure.

This is definitely from hatred.

The exercise he practiced is called "Song of the Sword of Lihen". The exercise he obtained by directly "bribing" the elders of Shenji Pavilion has never been changed.

This exercise is considered a top-notch exercise, and the more you practice it, the more handy it will become. The power of the supernatural power Lihen Sword mastered is also steadily increasing with the improvement of perception.

So even though Lin Xi had the ability to obtain better exercises, he never changed them.

Although the feeling of Li Hate is very different now, this is the foundation of his original immortality, and it is impossible to admit his mistake.

"Who are you?!" Lin Xi asked in shock.

The mysterious man didn't answer, but his eyes flickered a little. Suddenly, the dark wind blew up, and Lin Xi was engulfed by the black evil wind, and he was thrown away heavily.

Lin Xi was thrown heavily to the ground.

This almost broke his leg.

When he realized it again, he appeared outside Guiyuan again.

"Who the hell are you!" Lin Xi growled, he was so excited now that he had completely lost his sense of awe, and was eager to find out the reason instead.

Why the other party can master Li Hate.

The mysterious man didn't answer, Lin Xi gritted his teeth and rushed directly into Guiyuan.

Beside the pile of bones, the mysterious man opened his eyes completely, and stared at Lin Xi indifferently: "It seems that you are indeed tired of living, then go to die."

There is no need to move at all, the ghost abyss shakes when the words are spoken, and the ghostly aura vibrates thousands of miles away, making even the Anshan area feel fear.

Lin Xi felt an irresistible suffocation enveloped herself.

The flesh and blood on his body dried up quickly.

The body that had recovered had turned into a mummy-like image, and cracks gradually appeared, as if it was about to split at any time and turn into shattered bones.

"Ahhh!" Lin Xi watched her body become like this, and she was terrified in her heart.

This mysterious man was indeed terrifying.

But he was unwilling to give up this opportunity.

Because this may be his only chance to go home.

"I'm Lin Xi, a true disciple of Qingyun Sect. I practice the exercise "Song of Lihen Sword". This is my Qingyun Sect's exercise. Where did you learn it from? Who are you!" Lin Xi roared with the last of his strength .

The voice was shrill and hoarse, like the harsh rubbing sound of a mummy.

Hearing the words Qing Yunzong, the mysterious man trembled slightly.

It seems that something has touched the heart.

He quit.

Lin Xi, who was almost turned into a mummy, fell to the ground.

Lin Xi panted heavily, but kept staring at the mysterious man: "This exercise is not from this world at all, but was created by a senior of Qing Yunzong who passed away long ago. Why did you do it?"

The mysterious man fell silent.

But Lin Xi obviously didn't mean to stop: "Is it possible that people from the literary world have come here before? I'm sure I'm not the first one. Do you know something!!"

He is in such a hurry.

It has been more than a year since I left Wenxinjie.

He wondered what happened to him after he disappeared.

Whether it was the Qian family or the Qingyun sect, they would probably go crazy because of this. He was really too worried, so facing the mysterious person, he didn't give in at all.

"Oh, it's just a bad skill." The mysterious man suddenly said coldly.

When Lin Xi heard the words, an unknown fire rose in his heart: "Fuck you, it has nothing to do with you whether the exercises are powerful or not. No matter how powerful they are, they are still Qingyun sect's exercises, and no matter how powerful they are, they are also the exercises practiced by my young master." , what kind of onion are you, you dare to point it out."

The mysterious man looked at Lin Xi, and let out a piercing and low-pitched laugh: "You are also worthy of scolding if you have cultivated my skills to this kind of virtue?"

Lin Xi was shocked.

The whole person is completely stupid.

"Your technique?!" Lin Xi swallowed, and the anger was extinguished immediately: "Impossible, this technique has existed for at least tens of thousands of years."

The mysterious man gave Lin Xi a cold look.

Lin Xi discovered her own stupidity.

Yes, the other party may have lived for tens of thousands of years.

Lin Xi was shocked by the reality and couldn't believe it.

Is the other party really...

It seems that only this reason can explain Li Hate.

Lin Xi forced herself to calm down, and began to recall the scene when she just obtained the exercises: "If I remember correctly, that senior should be called...Bai Li."

He remembered.

When he first obtained the exercises, he had sensed Senior Baili's intentions when he was drawing qi into his body, and he came to the bank of the rushing river in a trance.

There is a silent figure looking at the river from behind, standing with a sword in hand.

White hair fluttering with the cold wind.

An invisible feeling of bleakness and coldness permeated the air.

It was a depressing, sad scene.

Although he didn't know what happened, he could feel the inner silence of the creator of the exercise.

At the beginning, Lin Xi was also able to easily complete the introduction of Qi into the body because he felt this intention, so he hardly encountered any bottlenecks during the Qi refining period.

The image of that senior has always been imprinted in Lin Xi's heart.

Definitely a great immortal senior.

But Lin Xi never thought that one day he would be able to meet this senior, and it was still in this situation, with this appearance, and in this situation.

When the mysterious man heard the word Baili, his eyes were rarely blurred: "It's been thousands of years, I never wanted to hear this name again, it really makes people... nostalgic."

At this moment, the evil spirit on his body finally subsided a little.