Turns Out I’m a Great Cultivator

Qin Manyun frowned and said worriedly: "Master, you should stop for a while, but you can't stand it anymore."

"Hahaha, don't worry, let you see what it means to be strong!"

Yao Mengji waved his hand disapprovingly, "Hurry up and get the essence and vitality pill! I tell you, after these many injections, I have mastered the knack and know how to spray no more or less, just to get the effect. "

Not long after, a disciple sent the medicine.

Yao Mengji swallowed down, and suddenly, a blush began to appear on his pale paper face, and his waist straightened.

The effect is remarkable.

Bow, vomit blood, incense, summon.

The whole set of movements is so skillful that it hurts people.

Only after a brief rise, Yao Mengji became more helpless with another ejection, his mouth was dry, and his body seemed to be trembling.

"Old ancestor, I have really tried my best. If you don't come out this time, I really can't spray it again, otherwise I will have to spray out and die!"

Yao Mengji prayed in his heart, "Please, don't drop the chain, hurry up and show your spirit."

As if hearing his prayer, the immortal stele suddenly lit up, and the milky white light immediately enveloped the entire ancestral hall.

Hum!

The mighty breath fills this world.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then their faces were solemn, and it worked!

Fairy... is coming?

Yao Mengji was trembling with excitement, staring at the light above the stone stele, and trembling with excitement: "Master...Master!"

There, a ghost is gradually condensing.

It's just that the look on their faces suddenly froze in the next moment, and they looked at the phantom with weird eyes, looking like they couldn't believe it.

That is a woman, although she can’t be said to be unrivaled, but she’s graceful, and, unlike the young girl’s youth, this woman is very mature in both her charm and temperament. Her body is concave and convex. Every corner, They all exude a unique style.

Belongs to the kind of woman who will make people think about it at a glance.

It's too familiar, it feels like overflowing.

Among immortal cultivators, men seldom deliberately preserve their appearance. Instead, they like to wear a beard and make them look like a fairy tale. Naturally, female cultivators are not, they still care about their appearance.

The elders at the scene were all stared at.

But thinking of the age of this phantom, he suddenly became calmer.

This is not the point.

The point is that this woman's state is obviously very bad, the phantom is very weak, she looks weak, not standing, but lying on the ground, there is blood overflowing at the corner of her mouth, and the air is more and less air.

This look is really similar to Yao Mengji at this time, and it's in a half-dead state.

Yao Mengji stayed for a while and said, "Master...Master?"

The woman glanced at the crowd and said weakly: "It's a dream machine, why did you become like this? Could it be that you are dying too?"

"I just consumed too much energy, Master, you said you...you want..." Yao Mengji's mind was shaken, his eyes widened, his voice trembling.

Other people also looked at the woman, and stormy seas were set off in their hearts.

Unprepared, a deep sense of sadness suddenly came to my heart.

This is a fairy!

The only immortal in Linxian Dao Palace that soared, is actually on the verge of death?

How could this be?

The woman smiled and said: "Okay, there is nothing to be sad about, the immortal world is no different from the immortal world, and the immortal will naturally die, but unfortunately I can't save the immortal spirit, otherwise, my death will not be a waste."

She looked at Yao Mengji and asked, "Where is your master?"

Yao Mengji's interest was a little low, and he replied: "Two hundred years after Shigong's ascension, he went to cross the robbery, and then he never returned.

Xu Ying was stunned for a moment, not feeling any surprise, and said: "He is too strong and eager for success. As expected, he failed to survive the catastrophe. He was only less than two thousand years old and somewhat short-lived. Up."

Yao Mengji endured the sadness in his heart and introduced: "Master, this is the disciple I accepted, Qin Manyun."

"Oh? Still a girl?"

Xu Ying showed a smile, and after taking a look at Qin Manyun, his pupils suddenly widened, and he took a breath.

"Yuan... late Yuan Ying? Little girl, how old are you?"

Qin Manyun replied respectfully: "Going back to Master, it will be thirty after this year."

"The late Yuan Ying who is less than 30 years old? This talent is even stronger than me before!"

The phantom looked at Qin Manyun carefully, the satisfaction in his eyes could not be stopped, and continued: "Moreover, in terms of appearance alone, I can actually be with me. It is rare! Dream Machine, you really have a good one. My apprentice!"

Yao Mengji nodded, but his eyes were a little moist.

For thousands of years, the master is still the same as before, even the narcissistic style of speaking has not changed.

I remember that I was just a teenager at that time, and the stars have changed in a blink of an eye. Although the high-spirited woman reached the goal of becoming a fairy, she was in danger.

All the past flashes passed, making his throat a bit dry, holding back tears, and hoarsely said: "Master, is there any way to save your injury?"

"You don't need to think about my injury. The things you need are beyond the reach of the entire world of immortality." The woman shook her head and said free and easy: "You can take a look back before leaving, and you can see it. Such a satisfied disciple can also look down."

She smiled slightly, raised her hand and waved it lightly, and immediately a fruit fell in front of Qin Manyun, "This time, Master cannot help you too much, and there is nothing to give. Just use this as a meeting gift."

This fruit is no longer the size of a longan, it is purple all over, and it looks a bit like a plum.

Yao Mengji quietly glanced at her master, and saw her eyes fixedly looking at everyone, she looked eager to try, even her pale face became a little ruddy, she couldn't help but feel funny.

Knowing the character of his master, he perfectly said, "Master, what is this? How come I have never seen it before, is it the food of the immortal world?"

The woman gave Yao Mengji a teachable look, and briefly introduced: "This is a special kind of spiritual fruit, called Dao fruit!"

"Dao Guo?" Everyone was taken aback.

The woman was more satisfied with the reactions of the people, and said with some complacency: "This spirit fruit is extremely rare even in the immortal world. I was lucky enough to obtain it in an ancient ruin. For this reason, I even fought two immortals, but Fortunately, in the end I was slightly better and retired calmly."

"Ancient ruins? Fight against immortals?"

Everyone yearned for it, showing shocked and expectant expressions, and their gazes at Dao Guo suddenly became more cautious.

The woman smiled slightly and said, "Do you know what effect this fruit has?"

Everyone shook their heads together.

"You must not even dare to think of this effect!" The woman deliberately showed off, her eyes filled with mystery, and solemnly said in a low voice: "It contains Taoist rhyme!"