I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

It was an autumn night, and after a busy day, everyone began to rest in the main hall.

This cool weather is suitable for playing mahjong indoors!

Xiaohong comes with bgm, humming the melody of the landlord.

Anlin, Xu Xiaolan, Dabai and the clown are in full swing. The four maids in spring, summer, autumn and winter are also eagerly watching. They are very interested in this novelty.

Anlin is trying to maintain a balance. He hopes that Xu Xiaolan will be happy in the mortal state. At the same time, he is trying his best to find a way to solve the Daogan collapse.

He didn't want to fight hard to find a way out of his life. When he came back, he was already naked. I don't want Xu Xiaolan to be so old as a mortal, but he can't do anything about it.

This is a very contradictory idea, it is difficult to perfect, but Anlin is trying to achieve in this direction.

But the turn of things is coming faster than he expected.

When playing mahjong, An Lin’s notes suddenly lit up.

Slightly sensed the air machine and found that Yin Xi was contacting himself.

He excitedly connected the notes, and his voice shook a little: "Hey, Yin Xidao, how is the situation?"

"Haha, keep the notes unblocked, my master came to you by air. In the specific situation, his old man will first understand and tell you." Yin Xi's voice has a touch of ease and pride.

Anlin heard the excitement and his body shook a little. Some words were incoherent: "Thank you, Yin Xi, thank you for your ethics, thank you, thank you very much..."

He knows what Yin Xi’s words mean. If there is no hope at all, then Laoshangjun will never waste time coming here.

Since Taijun Laojun will come over, it means there is still drama, and hope!

The sound of the musical notes, Anlin was not hidden, so the beasts and Xu Xiaolan who were present were heard.

The eyes of the beasts such as Dabai are all bright, and the eyes are full of expectations.

Xu Xiaolan clasped his plain white hands, his eyes were red, and he resisted his inner movements.

As long as you really lose something, you can really understand how important it is to yourself.

Xu Xiaolan does not regret using his own way to save Anlin, but this does not mean that she does not cherish, do not care.

On the contrary, she is a very proud woman, like the phoenix in the sky, eager for the blue sky than anyone else, than anyone wants to see what the end of the monasticism is.

Anlin reached out and held Xu Xiaolan's show boxing, faintly laughing, indicating that she didn't have to be too excited.

However, Anlin himself was so excited that he didn't want to, and his brain was a mess.

After thinking about seeing Taishang Laojun, what should I say, whether there are hidden rules, what needs to be done, what to send...

"Hey, you are playing mahjong, this thing I am doing too!"

A relatively old, but extremely comfortable sound.

I don't know when, a white-haired old man has appeared next to the mahjong table, looking at the mahjong on the table with a smile: "The nun's little girl once boasted with me, this mahjong is the novelty of her little world. It’s very fun, we’re going to fight with her in Sanqing. Hey, after I got started, she beat her down, and she didn’t dare to talk to me anymore.”

The old man proudly said his own record, like a game to win, children who are excited, but everyone sounds scared.

Anlin didn't even think about it, and immediately went to the ceremony: "Ancestral Anlin, meet moral esteem!"

Xu Xiaolan followed the ceremony with excitement: "Xiao Xiaolan, a younger generation, met with moral esteem."

The rest of the beasts also followed with respectful salutes.

As for the four maids in spring, summer, autumn and winter, they have already been scared.

Moral esteem? Too old gentleman?

Is that legendary Taoist ancestor in the Kyushu consciousness?

God! That is the **** in the gods! For them, moral esteem is heaven!

And now, the detached existences appear in front of them?

The maids are really embarrassed and feel that they are living in a dream.

Moral Tianzun deeply looked at An Lin and Xu Xiaolan, and then smiled: "You don't have to be polite, your thing Yin Xi has already said it to me once, and the rest of the things, I also speculated that it is 7788. You are all people who are passionate and sinful. If I am idle, I will come over and see if I can help you."

As he said, he gave a shot and a white light fell into Xu Xiaolan's eyebrows.

An Lin swallowed a sigh of relief, looking forward to the moral esteem, and the heart jumped quickly.

Moral esteem is an old man with a ruddy complexion, a healthy looking skin, and a temperament that transcends the world and blends into nature. It makes people feel both awkward and quiet.

"Well... The method of blood transplantation is perfected. Although the root collapse is inevitable, it has no harm to the body's meridians, the sea of ​​spirits, the spirits and various functions. There is a chance." Moral Tianzun faintly said.

"Hey..."

Anlin only felt a cicada in his mind, and the words "have the opportunity" kept reverberating in his mind, like the most pleasant scorpio.

Xu Xiaolan is more stunned, ambiguous, and staring at the old man in front of him.

"Oh? You still have another bloodstream lurking in your body? Is it really bloody? The purity is still very high, very good... then the hope of success is enough to increase by a hundred times, and it can be guided by another blood." It is best to use the high-purity phoenix blood veins, taking the integration of the two blood vessels as an opportunity to extract the meaning of the sleeping dragon's blood, and realize the reversal of the roots." Moral Tianzun slowly opened the way.

The words of moral esteem have raised the hope of Anlin and Xu Xiaolan.

"Predecessors, how should we carry out the fusion of the two blood vessels?" An Lin could not help but ask.

"Well, the most successful way, the natural way is that you use the blood transplant method, return the blood of Xu Xiaolan's original to you, return to the original owner... then I can guarantee a success rate of 80%. Morality Tian said with a smile.

Xu Xiaolan and a group of beasts are all a glimpse.

Anlin looked at the moral esteem and calmed his face: "No problem, I am willing!"

"I don't want to! In this way, your roots will collapse, and you will fall mortal. I don't want to see you become like that." Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin and looked firm.

"My life was originally given by you~www.readwn.com~ Now that the cold poison has been eradicated, you let me live a lifetime, why should I have your strength?" Anlin did not follow Xu Xiaolan for the first time. Meaning, insisted.

"I don't want to say it, I don't want it!" Xu Xiaolan licked his lips and his face was extremely firm.

Seeing that these two people are going to quarrel, Moral Tianzun hastened to round the field: "Don't be excited, just just said the most likely way to succeed, there is no other alternative!"

Who knows that Anlin’s look shook his head firmly: “It’s not necessary to say that since this is the most successful method, you have to choose it. I don’t want to regret it. I don’t want to let Xiaolan take more risks.”

Xu Xiaolan hurriedly said: "You don't care about his nonsense, you still tell us about other methods."

"No need to say, seniors, come on!"

"Predecessors, ignore him, let's talk!"

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