Chapter 7 (2/2)

When Ling Qingshu appears in front of Xu Yang again, she has a killing intention on her body.

Obviously, before hanging the flagpole, the golden elixir must have been cooked by Ling Qingshu.

After all, no woman can stand that kind of insulting words.

”Mr. Xu, you've done everything according to your instructions.”

Xu Yang nodded his head. He Qiqiang, who had honed his mind for a hundred thousand years.

Just now Ling Qingshu how to arrange how to do, in fact, are within the scope of his attention.

But today, let him most satisfied is, Ling Qingshu in the face of an enemy in the golden elixir, defiantly out of the sword.

Such Ling Qingshu is not inferior to those excellent disciples of Tianlan sect in history.

You know, in Xu Yang's eyes, the most outstanding disciple is the leader of the school's rejuvenation.

”Grandfather. Now that you are out of the pass now, I intend to give the position of patriarch to my ancestor.

Qingshu's strength is low, and she can't bear the heavy responsibility of Tianlan patriarch. ”

Said, Ling Qingshu handed out a piece of black token, this is the Lord's keepsake of Tianlan clan.

Xu Yang did not answer, but took over the suzerain Keepsake handed over by Ling Qingshu.

Xu Lanyang's letter came down in the past ten thousand years.According to the truth, Xu Yang, the first disciple of the mountain, should have been the second leader of tianlanzong.

Finally, because Xu Yang was trapped in the Qi refining state, he took the initiative to give the position of leader to his younger martial brother.

Now that 100000 years have passed, the headmaster's Keepsake has returned to his own hands,

he is still an apprentice who does not know how many generations he has to give up his position.

Thinking of this, Xu Yang couldn't laugh or cry.

After playing with it for a long time, Xu Yang returned the suzerain's Keepsake to Ling Qingshu.

”It's yours. No one can take it, including me.

For so many years, tianlanzong passed on to the next generation only when the former patriarch rose or fell.

That's how you want to be short-lived? ”

”If tianlanzong can reappear the glory of the past, Qing Shu's death should not be regretted.”

”Don't say, you really look like a patriarch, better than I used to be.”

Xu Yang ha ha smile, for Ling Qingshu this Tian LAN Zong patriarch's identity, he has been completely recognized.

”Get me some spiritual things from the storehouse. I want to make pills. In addition, I'll show me your cultivation skills.

The Lord of Tianlan sect only built the foundation. It's too low. I'll give you three months to gather the golden elixir. ”

Three months of cohesion gold elixir, heard this, Ling Qingshu slightly a Leng.

However, after seeing the confident expression on Xu Yang's face, Ling Qingshu was also infected.

”Yes, in accordance with the laws of our ancestors.”

Three months to gather the golden elixir. It seems like an Arabian Night Dream to say it among other people.

But from Xu Yang's mouth, it is really different.

Xu Yang lived for 100000 years, but he didn't know how many kinds of Dan prescriptions were recorded in his mind.

Don't say it's a pill for building foundation gold elixir. It's a pill that can help people improve their chances of crossing the loot. Xu Yang also knows one or two of them.

Now to refine some pills to speed up Ling Qingshu's cultivation is too simple for Xu Yang.

And now the world has changed greatly. In tens of thousands of years ago, some spiritual grasses that were hard to find were just like weeds.