Sword Venerable Ling Tian

On both sides of the door stood four guards wearing cloaks and swords at the waist, keeping their eyes fixed, like sculptures.

Ling Tian swept over the sword on the guard's waist, browsing slightly wrinkle.

This knife is rare in this world, but Ling Tian is very famous in his previous life.

The blade is long, thin and curved.

It is clearly the imperial sword of the Ming Dynasty, Xiuchundao!

However, Ling Tian was just surprised and didn't think too much, maybe it was just a coincidence.

He and Yin Biluo walked unimpeded into the depths of the courtyard. Along the way, Ling Tian kept seeing'outsiders' who were cloaked like him, trembling from the dark Blade Sect. The guard went out.

Moreover, when passing by, Ling Tian keenly smelled a faint medicinal smell of grass. It should be what Yin Biluo said, some of which came from Yong Prefecture and Yangzhou.

The cultivation base is not low, all in the golden realm.

Pill doctors of this level, outside, their status is very respected, I don't know how powerful this dark Blade Sect is, and it can catch so many pill doctors.

Finally, after walking for a long time in the inner courtyard like a maze, Ling Tian traversed dozens of imaginary formations like Strange Escape Gate, and Ling Tian followed the Yin Biluo and stopped. In front of a 2-Layer wooden attic.

There are a lot of guards downstairs, among them there are more than a dozen guards of the Golden Stage Early-Stage, with blood energy all over the body, and at a glance, it is the Lord with his hands full of blood.

"Uncle Du..."

Yin Biluo yelled, and a person who was clearly dressed at a higher level than Yin Biluo came out. Although he was wearing a cloak, he Not like a guard, covering his face. He looked like an old man, judging from the coercion, the cultivation base at this time turned out to be as high as the late golden body stage!

At this time, on the chest of the cloak, an eight-claw Flood Dragon is embroidered with a word du.

"Biluo, you are back!"

When the old man saw it was Yin Biluo, a smile appeared on the old face.

When he greeted him, he saw Ling Tian beside Yin Biluo. However, when he sensed Ling Tian’s cultivation base and the Grade 3 Medicine Refining Master waist token on his waist, his eyes flashed. Disappointed.

Obviously, it is because Ling Tian's cultivation base and Medicine Refining Master realm are too low.

"Bi Luo...this is..."

"It was the one I found to save my master..."

The old man saw Yin Biluo shook his head and said: "Biluo, I know that your sect master is eager to save, but this person..."

"Those golden realm alchemists have nothing to do with the sect master's injuries. How can this little baby do it!"

"He is different."

Yin Biluo's voice does not fluctuate, "The realm level does not represent everything, those golden body alchemists , Isn't it also helpless to my master's injury."

Ling Tian couldn't help but glanced at Yin Biluo, this sentence still sounds quite comfortable. At this moment, he was also inexplicably angry.

Poison or something, he's most fearless, but it doesn't work, so I used a hundred thousand sword intents to turn it into a sword shadow to save his master's life, no matter what.

Looking at the old man’s helpless face, Yin Biluo shook his head and said in a low voice: "Old Du, my master has not much time. You don’t need to comfort me. This time, I found it from the ancient book. Method, I want to try it. Just give me a chance, you have to help me."

"Ai, okay. We also hope that the master will wake up. You bring him in, break, hurt The three Hall Masters are also there." The old man nodded, pushing away the people behind him.

Entering the door, Ling Tian followed behind Yin Biluo, and found that behind the door was a quaintly decorated hall. At the end of the hall, there was a daoist sect. Yin Biluo pushed aside, and the sound of introduction inside suddenly appeared. Stop.

Then one after another glanced, scanning back and forth on Ling Tian's body.

Ling Tian also looked back, and found that behind the door was a small compartment. On a large chair under the wall on one side of the compartment, sitting three golden people dressed almost like the old man Du Grandmaster, but the cultivation base, is in the late golden stage, and even one of the old men with scared characters tattooed on his chest, his vitality and majestic like the waves, even if it is not as good as Dai Bingde, it’s not much difference. .

However, in the eyes of the three of them, they were all surprised.

Obviously, they are all a bit weird, a dazzling junior, Grade 3 Medicine Refining Master, have any qualifications to enter this forbidden area.

Ling Tian’s gaze also scanned after entering the cubicle. Except for the three so-called Hall Masters, there is a large bed made of fiery-red ore in the innermost part, on which, There was a figure lying down, dressed in a black gold python robe, with a majestic face, but his face was pale, his eyes closed tightly, and his breath was weak.

Around the big bed, several alchemists with cloaks and gray hair looked at them in a daze. However, the posture and movement of their standing should have been discussed before.

"Bi Luo, who is this person, how can this place bring him in?" said Hall Master, surprised.

"Uncle surprised, I brought him to the master to heal his wounds."

"Heal? Bi Luo, are you fooling around? A junior, healed Law Manifestation Realm Great Grandmaster. "The others looked at each other in blank dismay, and couldn't help but say.

"Uncles, I don’t want to explain any more, I have no choice. Otherwise, would you let them heal my master?"

Yin Biluo pointed to the several alchemists around the big bed, Then he asked: "How? Do you have a way?"

"I...we..."

Those golden body realm alchemists looked at each other in blank dismay, but they all have a sad face.

After a while, an old man who appeared to be the oldest, with the Grade 5 Medicine Refining Master brand hanging around his waist, stood up and said to the three Hall Masters: "Ai, the three Hall Masters, and the old man too Powerless, the sect master is not a kind of poison, and this cold poison and blood poison have been fused together, it is very overbearing. We have configured more than a dozen medicine pill treatments, but they are all ineffective. We believe that the ghost is Jinglan. , Maybe it is useful to the sect master’s injury."

hearing this, the three Hall Masters sighed and shook their heads.

"We have no way. In Yun Prefecture, no one will be able to save the master! Not to mention that a cultivation base is only a small doll with a realm, hehe, I am afraid, I have not won. Excessive poison!"

The atmosphere is a bit quiet and terrifying in the sorrowful clouds.

Ling Tian, ​​the lowest cultivation base, and the golden body Grandmaster full of the room, did not put him in his eyes at all.

"hehe, then I really want to try..."

The plain words suddenly sounded from the door, breaking the weird atmosphere, Ling Tian opened the opening His cloak, his face calmly walked out, Junyi's face, firm and unyielding temperament, made people look at him.